Lu Ming

Chapter 4
After everyone heard it, they couldn't help but be amazed. Cao Chuan followed to make up the knife: "Although the poor road is new, but this place is in the south of the Yangtze River. I still know about the big city of Hangzhou, and I don't know if it has changed its name now."

Master Zhou quickly replied: "So that the real person knows, the big city is still called Hangzhou, and it's a hundred and fifty miles east of here."

Zhou Tong exchanged a few glances with Chen Er's family while talking. Chen Huoding hurriedly filled Cao Chuan with wine and asked, "I don't know what Xianchang's plans will be in the future, can it be of use to the brothers in the village?"

Cao Chuan poured down another half bowl of fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented wine for a while, and relaxed a little. Pindao will return to the mountains in the future, and he will have his own blessings for you."

When everyone heard that there was good news in this accommodation, they immediately urged Cao Zhenren to stay for a few more days, saying that Tianmu Mountain had beautiful scenery and there were many fat sheep under the mountain. Pingfeng Village has enough wine and meat, and one day the real person has enough to live. If he really wants to travel, the village has to arrange people to lead the way for the real person.

Naturally, Cao Chuan nodded with a smile, seeing that it was not too early, he felt that the cold sweat on his back was almost dry, so he proposed to take a walk in this stockade.Zhou Tong shouted immediately, all the younger brothers began to withdraw from their seats, and Cao Zhenren, accompanied by several leaders, inspected Pingfeng Village.

There is only one steep road out of Pingfengzhai, which is the one that Cao Chuan walked through when he came.

The wall is tied with two layers of logs, the middle is rammed earth, and the outer layer is covered with yellow mud.Behind the wall is a layer of wooden paths that are more than one meter high. People standing on it can just throw stones out. Well, I have seen a lot of stone and earthen pots piled up under the wall.

Entering the gate is a small square, which is where they drink. There is a row of weapon racks beside the square. There are knives, guns, and axes.

There are three stone houses on the square, the largest one in the middle, with the door open, and the inside is empty. The villagers are moving the chairs and tables they used just now. Presumably this is the legendary Juyi Hall. There is even a sign. No, Cao Chuan was struck by the simple style of this group of bandits.

Starting from the middle of the mountain, the layers of bamboo houses climb up the mountain, hidden in the green forest, and you can see that there are springs flowing down in the forest.

Zhou Tong seemed to be a little unreliable in his heart, and he said as he walked, as if he was explaining something: "This Pingfeng Village has been passed down to Zhou, and there are several village owners. There are fights and trades on weekdays, and most of them are located here and there. The mountain lord, Haoqiang, is really a passing businessman, I have always discussed it, and I will give it away as a gift, and I have never committed any wrongdoing."

Cao Chuan said curiously, "I see that there are deep mountains and dense forests on all sides, and there are many merchants?"

With a goatee, the old man surnamed Lu, who just introduced himself as the accountant, laughed and replied: "I don't know anything about the real person, so just go down the mountain, a short half-day's journey, and it is the official road. Here, it connects Huizhou and Hangzhou, and the commercial road. It is prosperous, silk salt tea and rice are constantly being transported, and on weekdays I also sell some mountain goods.

Cao Chuan nodded, he already understood that the official way in the old man's mouth was probably the road he took from the CMB before crossing.

Zhou Tong continued to add: "There are also some village households in the back of the mountain. Most of them have escaped into the mountains because of the heavy taxation of the imperial court over the years. They open a few acres of thin fields in the valleys, and then hunt some game to find some mountain goods. The common people also have food and clothing. , I will wait for the brothers to drive away the tax collectors, and then I will sell some illicit salt from the bottom of the mountain, and the mountain households will pick up some rice and mountain goods in exchange, and it will be cheaper."

Cao Chuan thought to himself that you did not live in the hereafter, or else you would have been put down by tax collectors long ago.

While talking, he walked to the door of the stone house, and Lu Accountant introduced, "This is the public treasury."

Although someone was in the costume crew, it was the first time today that he knew that this mountain bandit also had a public warehouse, but since it was a warehouse, he didn't feel ashamed to go in. The other stone room was filled with salt, rice and mountain goods.

Tour guide Zhou proudly explained to Cao Chuan the struggle history of Pingfeng Village: there was more than one village in these mountains back then. If the repair is successful, it can be regarded as a signboard on this Huihang Road.

When the struggle was the most intense, there were more than 200 heroes in the village who were dedicated to fighting. After the situation gradually stabilized in the past two years, the older ones were sent back to the mountains to plan the fields and have children. Now all the villages left on the mountains Selected newcomers.

Cao Chuan hummed and sighed with emotion. After finally waiting for the sky to get dark, he asked where the standard room of the stockade was.

Lu Kengfang smiled and said as he led the way: "There are guest rooms, and the mountain households who come to exchange salt and rice on weekdays have to spend the night, but the guest room is simple and no one has cleaned it. In my room, I will give the real person a rest today, and the house will be tidy, and I will clean up a quiet room tomorrow."

Cao Chuan gave a little modesty and then did not refuse. In the middle, the second head of Chen also said that the real man was young and funny, and he had an appetite for him, and he strongly invited him to drink and tell fairy stories all night.Lu Accountant laughed and scolded: "You rude person, the room is either a knife or an axe or wine and meat, and there is no taste in the room. My old man can smoke half his life by staying for one night. Don't poison the real person!" A few people talked and said, It didn't take long to come to the door of Lu account's room.

Open the door and go in. Well, the room of this cultural person is different. Bamboo table, bamboo chair, four treasures of the study, some account books, a bamboo bed, and a small room at the back of the room, which is filled with water. urns and urinals.

At the base of the wall was a small bookshelf with some thread-bound books on it, as well as a few pieces of porcelain and bamboo carvings. It could be seen that Lu Kengfang was obviously a person who had strayed from the vulgar taste.

Cao Chuan hurriedly thanked him, and finally Lu's accountant lit the oil lamp on the table and said goodbye together with the two masters.

After bolting the door and checking the window, Cao Chuan sat down on the bamboo chair, covered his forehead with his hand, and sighed a few times, but he did not recover for a long time.

What he experienced today made him, who has always been quite nervous, scared to death.If it wasn't for his quick reaction at the time, where would he be able to get into a standard room in a bandit den, I'm afraid that this group of people would have been shut down in a small dark room as a slap in the face.

As soon as he thought that he was thrown into the legendary parallel world, he remembered that the culprit had not yet been dealt with, turned around and put the back of his hand under the oil lamp to observe carefully.

(End of this chapter)