The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 382
The sun crossed the mountains in the west and sank into the night, and then the sky became brighter, and people's voices gradually rose in Feihu County. People who got up early were busy with their daily livelihood, opened shops, or pushed carts and walked through the streets and alleys to buy and sell.

In the blacksmith's shop at the east end of the city, a stout woman carried 'Yexiang' to the dung truck passing by on time, then went to the alley beside the courtyard, washed the wooden barrels, and chatted with a few familiar women in the neighbourhood. homely.

"The price of firewood and rice has risen again recently. I don't know who suffered from the plague. They wrapped up the firewood in the surrounding mountains. The year was bad, and the price went up the next day. It made my family save firewood for cooking."

"No, in order to save money, my man went out to collect firewood in the mountains as soon as the city gate opened, and he just came back after closing the city gate. He didn't cut much, and he was exhausted. It was even worse when he encountered wild animals. Last night When I came back, there was a row of teeth marks on my shoulders, it was too bad."

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Everyone looked at the nagging woman with strange eyes. They wanted to say something, but they opened their mouths, but they didn't say anything. It was the blacksmith woman who coughed dryly and said something again, and the atmosphere changed for the better.

"You should blame it, the Khitan barbarians are the ones to blame. If they hadn't gone south to fight, we would still be living as usual."

While talking, at the end of the alley, someone ran in hastily. It was the husband of one of the women by the well. Seeing him panting, the woman who had cleaned the barrel couldn't help but shouted playfully: "Look! Your mother-in-law? She ran away with a monk!"

The man waved his hand angrily. I don't know what his wife is like?

If he really ran away with the monk, he must be a blind monk.

The blacksmith woman interrupted with a smile, interjected, and asked the man, "Don't listen to her, she's just joking. Head Zhao, aren't you picking rice at the market entrance? Why did you call me back like this?!"

"I'm just talking about this." The man came over, took the water ladle from his wife's hand, scooped a ladle of water into the wooden bucket, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then opened his mouth, pointing outside Said: "I was working at the entrance of the market. Suddenly, a group of officials came and posted an official document at the entrance of the market. Guess what it said?"

A group of women have quit, gossip has always been their support, and the gentlemen can't be teased.

"Where are we going to guess, hurry up and pick up the important ones."

The man shrank his neck when he saw a group of women staring at him, and hurriedly talked about the contents of the official document.

"I heard from the official who read the text that King Yong of the Liang Kingdom is going to our Feihu County. Hey, he is a king, just a little younger than the emperor."

"What does that have to do with us?"

"Hey, you don't know, that King Yong is from our Feihu County." The man winked and turned his head to the southwest, and the blacksmith woman beside him suddenly said, "Oh! ' cried out, slapped excitedly, didn't want the barrel, and ran towards the blacksmith's shop, causing a group of women to stare, and then followed to see what was going on, if there was gossip That's even better.

"Home!"

The stout woman rushed into the shop in a hurry, went up to the second floor, pushed open the door, and dragged out Blacksmith Wang who was still wrapped in bed.

"What kind of madness?!" Blacksmith Wang is much older, his body is not as strong as before, with a lot of white hair mixed in, he was pulled out of the bed, and suddenly became angry, but he saw the happy face of his wife, and he was a little curious.

"Again?"

"Bah, I'm shy at such an old age, I'm not afraid of being laughed at!" The woman helped her husband up, sat down on the edge of the bed, and talked about what she heard outside.

"Do you know who I heard coming back this morning?"

"No time!" The blacksmith got out of bed and replied while dressing, but when he heard his wife behind him say: "King Yong", the hands of dressing stopped and hesitated for a moment. Some turned around in disbelief, "Is it true? This is King Yong. He is not enjoying the glory and wealth in Chang'an, but returning to this remote place?"

"Who knows, come back and take a look if you can't tell. The yamen has posted notices at the entrance of the vegetable market, so there are still fakes."

After hearing his daughter-in-law's convincing words, Blacksmith Wang was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he frantically straightened his clothes and trousers, turned around and ran outside, and the woman chased after him to the door, shouting: "How fast are you running! "

"Go back to Gengjia Village and tell everyone!" The man's voice came from a distance, and then his figure quickly disappeared into the gradually noisy street.

"Run like a donkey." The woman cursed with a flattering smile, she turned her head and saw the women under the eaves staring eagerly at her, she couldn't help but raise her chin, put her thick arms around her chest, and leaned against the door frame.

"To tell you the truth, that King Yong has a lot to do with my family. Have you seen the shop sign? It was hung up by King Yong himself, and, Mrs. King Yong, I am a daughter!"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at the woman at the door. They all raised their hands and dispersed.

"Hey, I'm telling the truth, come over and listen, what are you going for!"

The woman stood at the door and yelled a few times, but no one paid any attention to her, and went back to the house in a state of embarrassment.On the other side, Blacksmith Wang, who was crossing the long street, hurried out of the city gate, and hailed a donkey cart specially for pulling people by the side of the road, and spent fifty renminbi.

"Go to Niujiaji!"

"Don't worry, it's not the first time for you to ride in my car. I'm notoriously fast on this road!" The coachman smiled and nodded the copper coin, put it in his arms to cover it, jumped into the car, and kicked Cracking the whip, urged the old donkey to slowly drive up the official road, all the way to Niujiaji.

It is a well-known and rich place over there. Because of the iron mine, there are many people who come here to work all year round. The once small town has increased from 500 households to more than [-] households. The town has doubled in size. The road leading to the iron mine Along the road, you can see roadside shops with black tiles and yellow walls everywhere, and better ones, there are also inns, and various flags and streamers float on both sides of the road.

Blacksmith Wang didn't enter Niujiaji, so he got off the donkey cart by the side of the road outside, and walked towards the mountain road here. While saying hello to the surrounding merchants one by one, he kept looking for people he knew, and saw a rice cake shop. At the shop, an old lady was coming out with a plate of pancakes to serve the guests, when she heard Blacksmith Wang's voice calling her.

"Mother of the Li family, go back quickly and tell the village elder to clean the ancestral hall!"

The old woman's eyes were a little cloudy, and she hadn't seen the person in front of her clearly. When she heard the word "clean the ancestral hall", her eyes lit up. You must know that the ancestral hall in Gengjia Village is not free to come and go, even the people in the village On the day when the dragon raises its head, you can go in and kowtow to your ancestors.

At this time, there is only one possibility to call for cleaning the ancestral hall.

The moment she thought about it, the old woman still looked at the speaker in disbelief: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, the city has posted notices."

The wooden plate in the old woman's hand fell to the ground with a slap, and she wiped her hands regardless of the customers in the shop. She yelled as loudly as she could on the fast-paced road.

"Everyone stop, pack up and go back to the village today, Dazhu is coming back!"

The footrest shop on both sides of the originally noisy road quieted down instantly, causing the customers who were still talking in the shop to stop their voices, looked at the shop assistants and shopkeepers around them, and walked out one by one.

"What happened?"

"I seem to have heard that Dazhu is coming back"

Someone reached out and grabbed the waiter whose face was gradually getting excited, "Brother Geng, what's wrong with you, you all seem to be fascinated by ghosts, who is Da Zhu, the county governor or the governor?"

"King Yongyong!"

The shop waiter was also surnamed Geng, and Geng Qing had hugged him when he was still in the village.Thinking of this, the smile on Xiao Er's face became wider, and he turned to the guest and said, "King Yong, Geng Qing, that's from our village!"

That Yongwang in Chang'an?

From Gengjia Village? !
Many people working in the mines, or business travelers traveling north and south opened their mouths wide open for a moment, subconsciously looking at the inconspicuous small village at the foot of the southwest mountain.

With just a cup of tea, the whole Niujiaji is like a pan of oil poured into cold water to boil.

Wang Lizheng, who is over half a century old, is dressed like a bridegroom official, laughs at everyone, and before noon, he runs to Gengjia Village, going door to door to congratulate.
(End of this chapter)