The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 38
The morning light pierced through the gaps in the clouds and filled the fields and mountain villages. Pieces of green evergreens swayed on the fence wall with the wind. The soil mixed with dew was blown up by the red fox, and a struggling mouse was picked out from the mouse hole in the vegetable garden. The little black shadow jumped happily into the fence.

Under the eaves, old man Geng sat blankly on a low stool, yawned while beating his barely conscious legs, picked up the wooden wheel that hadn't been finished yesterday and continued to ponder.

Wang Jinqiu, who had finished cooking, yelled at the closed door over there. After a while, Geng Qing walked out of the door while the wooden door groaned, stretched, and fetched water from the water tank to wash. The fact that the entire family was slaughtered has been spread everywhere now. Except for seeing it with his own eyes that day, he has nothing to feel now. If he was soft-hearted and let it go, it would be unlucky that he still has thirty households in this village.

As for the tragedies of the Liu family outside, that's what everyone talked about. When talking about those maids and servants, at most they would click tut twice and sigh: "It's a pity."

These days, whoever lives in the deep yard of a mansion has a few maids and servants who have long been numb to hearing.

Today, there is no need to rush to the county yamen to do errands, Geng Qing washed up slowly, went back to the house and took a book from the public house and read it while eating, wearing the black boots of the mending uniform, he looked decent up.

The old couple laughed straight to the bottom of their hearts. After breakfast, Geng Qing cleaned up, called Dachun to drive the donkey cart, helped the old man Geng, and let him sit on it. He took the quilt and put it on the bottom and back, supported by Wang Jinqiu, Geng Qing and Da Chun drove out of the small courtyard together, and took the two elders out to see the excitement outside.

Now Niujiaji has begun to recruit men to build roads. There are also many old and young men in the village driving in twos and threes. There are also strong and strong village women among them. When they saw the donkey cart coming out, they went to touch the green donkey. Mane, touched the frame for a while, and walked beside him.

"Uncle and aunt, you are so lucky, you are all going out in a donkey cart now." The relatives and neighbors didn't have any malicious intentions, they were mostly joking.

The old man Geng didn't speak but nodded with a smile. Wang Jinqiu next to him couldn't close his mouth.

A few days ago, when I went back to her natal family in the neighboring village to talk to Geng Qing about her marriage to a matchmaker, the relatives who didn't like to see her all rushed back, sat around her in the courtyard and said, "Which girl hasn't left the cabinet yet." "Dazhu eats in the yamen now, so he should pick someone with good looks and good character."

There is even a cousin who wants to marry the youngest in the family, the thirteenth daughter, Wang Jinqiu has seen it before, she looks pretty, and she is her niece, so it can be regarded as a close relationship, I only mentioned this matter to the old man, but I haven't told my son yet, who told me he's been very busy recently.

No, along the way, the villagers who went to work on the way greeted him one after another, and even people from the neighboring villages came up to make friends.

No matter who he knew or didn't know, Geng Qing couldn't respond one by one. He raised his hands and never let go. The nearby villages were poor. This is to improve the life of the villagers. Anyway, in this era, we must do some practical things within our ability.

The spring breeze is blowing, and it is almost mid-April, and the weather is getting a little hot. Geng Qing took the reins and led the frame to the road leading to the mine from Gengjia Village. He followed a group of people who were going to work, chatting while walking on the road. , It’s not boring, there are already dense crowds gathered there, lined up to take the badges from the yamen one by one, took the hoes issued by the yamen, and followed the foreman’s guidance to dig the road.

The weather wasn't too hot yet, many men were sweating profusely, and simply took off their clothes, revealing their lean, dark chests and backs, causing some bold women to peek at them and whisper something to their familiar companions, and suddenly Help the woman to laugh along.

On the side of the road, Wang Jinqiu was watching in the car and wanted to go down to get a hoe, but Geng Qing said: "There are 60 taels of silver at home." Then he gave up.

Afterwards, he pulled the donkey cart and walked forward, pointing to a wider section of the road ahead, afraid that his parents would not know, so Dachun went to stand there.

"When the road is cleared, the village will collect some money from house to house, and no one will help to build a three-story inn, which will be rented to those laborers who come from afar. The monthly settlement money will be distributed to the villagers in the village. People who live here can also buy some melons, fruits, pancakes and tea on this road, which is another source of income.”

"It's up to you." The old man Geng looked at the location of Dachun Station. According to his son's description of the open area, he seemed to see an inn in Geng's Village standing there, full of young and strong people who had worked hard all day, eating Melons, fruits and tea sold by roadside villagers.
Thinking about it makes him feel beautiful.

"Whatever you say is what you say, the father will support you, who dares to make irresponsible remarks, I will ask your mother to carry a stool, and I will sit by his door."

After seeing it for a while, Geng Qing took his parents to the town for a stroll, talked with Blacksmith Wang about opening a blacksmith shop in the city, and then went to Li Zheng's house and asked him to help find a prestigious old man from a nearby village. After having lunch in the town, I took the old couple back to the village.

Soon, the old people from several villages also came, and they talked about the unblocked mine road in front of the stone mill at the entrance of the village.

".In the future, everyone can sell some tea, pancakes, melons and fruits on the side of the road, take advantage of the slack time to earn more money and put it in your pockets, buy something for the house during the Chinese New Year and the festival, so that the children can have a pair of new shoes, so that they don't need to wear them in the winter. Still barefoot."

The old people from several villages originally only came to listen to a junior talk because of their status in Geng Qinggong's family and Wang Lizheng's face, but after hearing these words, several people mumbled and fell silent. One of the old people's eyes were red, Suddenly knelt down and cried, which startled Wang Lizheng and Geng Qing.

"It's really a living fairy."

The voices of the elders in the other three villages were also a little choked up. In the past, they only saw the people in the yamen except for collecting taxes and food. No one cared about their life and death.

"This is a way for the children and grandchildren in the village to make a living." "It's a great virtue!"

"The [-]-mile road, our three villages, guarantee that it will be paved within a month!"

Sending the three old people to the mountain road, the sky has turned yellow, like a rosy robe draped on the hillside here, the cicadas shed their heavy shells in this rosy light, climbed up the branches and cried silently ring up.

Looking at the surrounding fields and mountains, and the villagers returning home, Geng Qing let out a breath, walked to the field ridge and looked at the green seedlings emerging from the field, feeling indescribably comfortable.

After going around half the village, I was about to return to the village. Amidst the chirping insects in the grass, I vaguely heard a strange sound, like depressing panting, whispering human voices, and subtle wails of women. cry.

Geng Qing listened carefully for a while, thinking that the little fox at home came here to scare people, bent down to pick up a stone from the edge of the field, and threw it towards a wild grass in front of him.

Hearing a scream of 'Ouch', a head popped out of the weeds half a person's height, saw Geng Qing standing opposite, and was stunned for a moment, "Dazhu, are you here?"

Over there, Geng Qing took two steps closer and took a closer look, it was Dachun. This guy rushed back to the donkey cart, why did he come here, and he was still shirtless?
Subconsciously looking into the grass again, there was a rustling sound of dressing and trousers. In the grass nest behind Geng Dachun, a white woman quickly straightened her clothes, sneaked out from the other side, and swung her buttocks on two legs. Tuo Rou ran away, looking at the back, isn't it the widow?

According to seniority, Geng Qing still had to call the other party Auntie, and Da Chun also had to call him that.

"You...how did you two get together? Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by the villagers?! You're so messed up, I really can't control that thing in your crotch."

"hey-hey."

Dachun just lowered his head and smirked, but he didn't dare to say anything more. Once the villagers found out, it would be easy for the two of them to be kicked out of the village. Otherwise, they would be beaten to death.

"I don't want to hook up either. Otherwise, you'll still call her Aunt in the future. We'll still be called brothers, we have our own opinions."

"Don't laugh, I didn't see this matter, and you two should be more intimate in the future."

Geng Qing didn't take this kind of thing that transcended his seniority very seriously, and he kept telling him on the way back, while Dachun said "hmmmm" a few times, patting his chest for assurance, and suddenly he heard about it. Voice.

"Da Zhu, someone seems to be looking for you over there."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the dirt road at the entrance of the village.
"Don't interrupt, I'm talking about you." Geng Qing still turned his head and followed the direction he pointed. In the dim sky, as the villagers passed by, a slim and graceful figure stood tall, attracting the village gentlemen who were rushing home to turn their heads frequently.

The breeze blew across the fields, and the cicadas sang softly at the foot of the mountain.

The woman stood outside the crowd with her hands behind her back, her blue hair fluttering, her clear skirt fluttering in the wind, she looked at Geng Qing approaching, and smiled, like an unfolding scroll.

　late second watch
　　
　
(End of this chapter)