The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 39

Suddenly there was a tall and graceful girl at the entrance of the village. A group of elders in the village walked back and forth two or three times. The courageous ones simply put down their hoes and squatted on the side of the road to take a closer look. Then the daughter-in-law who rushed over pinched her ears stiffly. Tow away.

"The food is cooked at home, just wait for the head of the house to come back. It's better for you to squat on the side of the road and look at the wild flowers that come from nowhere."

The woman cursed and cursed, then looked back at the woman on the side of the road, and scolded: "Where are you from?! If you get lost, take the road ahead until you reach Niujiaji, and go to the town to ask."

"Auntie, I'm waiting for someone."

The woman smiled slightly, and in her eyes, there was a figure stepping on the ridge of the field, shaking the muddy soles from time to time, the corners of her mouth turned up a little bit, the women on the side, and the surrounding villagers followed her gaze, and each of them grinned. Getting up, the woman patted her husband, moved her mouth towards him, and hurried back to report the news to the old man Geng and his wife.

When Geng Qing came over, shaking the mud from the soles of his shoes, there was low laughter on the side of the road. Geng Qing rubbed the soles of his shoes on the weeds again, glared at them, and cast his eyes on the woman opposite.

"Why did you come here, while talking."

He made a gesture of invitation, and invited the woman to go out on the road, then turned around and waved his cuffs at the group of villagers who were still laughing, "Look, it's just a girl I know."

Everyone nodded in unison with a long voice: "Oh~~" Then they burst into laughter, and walked into the entrance of the village with their shoulders crossed.

"Who are these people?"

Geng Qing turned his head, there was not much smile on his face, instead, he looked around and looked into the distance, "You are an assassin, you committed a crime, implicated the people of this village in your mess, and forced me to do it with you? "

"That's a good idea."

Seeing the young man with a serious face, Tang Bao'er suddenly laughed, walked quickly ahead with his hands behind his back, and lightly kicked a bunch of dogtail grass by the side of the road, "I was joking just now, people say you are the reincarnated Crouching Dragon, that book Girls always have to look around the thatched cottage with sincerity."

On the mountain road outside the village, the green forest reflected the setting sun and rustled in the wind. Geng Qing sighed and didn't want to move anymore, so he squatted down to the side of the road, "Have you ever seen a crouching dragon as black as me? Besides, you are not some Uncle Liu Huang. It's Huang Yueying."

Over there, the woman turned sideways, her face was a little red, and she took a sip in her mouth.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." Geng Qing was not in the mood to continue talking and laughing, and waved his hands, looking at the sun setting on the mountain, the sun pierced into the bottom of his eyes, and he squinted his eyes.

"Assassination, I have made it clear before, Miss Tang, please go back."

The woman standing behind probably also guessed this situation, not angry, walked two steps with her hands behind her back and her shoulders slightly shaking, looking at the squatting back, a little unwilling.

"You are so good at scheming, why are you willing to live here?"

The crisp and sweet words sounded a little creepy to Geng Qing, and the hairs on his back stood up. Maybe it's not a good thing for him to spread his reputation like this.
"Miss Tang."

Geng Qing suddenly called out, and the woman looked over with an 'um', and the squatting young man took a deep breath, and raised his finger to the mountain village where the smoke was rising in the red glow, "...the village is full of relatives and neighbors, and the There are my parents, they have lived through hardships all their lives, ignorant and illiterate, and they only live to cover their stomachs every day. Not everyone is like you, thinking of promoting good and eliminating evil. If something happens one day, they will be killed Disaster, prison disaster, how innocent are they?"

"how about you?"

"Me?" Geng Qing must have expected that she would ask such a question. Looking at the village entrance at the other end of the dirt road, there were figures of parents appearing, so she smiled, "Naturally, I want to live well. Look, Niujiaji is changing rapidly now. It’s even better, everyone has money and doesn’t need to worry about food and clothing. Of course, if the leader of your rebel army becomes the emperor one day, you don’t need to invite me, I will send it to my door.”

In fact, on the day Tang Baoer rescued Geng Qing, he accidentally missed some words. Geng Qing connected what they did with the Jiangnan grass army going north. It is not difficult to guess that these people actually wanted to create chaos in the north and disperse the court. Just attention.

"Since you know everything, don't go back on your word!" Tang Baoer turned around and left with the temperament of a heroine, "At that time, the general will become emperor, and I hope to see you in Chang'an, otherwise, this girl will bring someone Here we go."

"Then remember to leave me a senior official!"

Geng Qing smiled and dropped the blade of grass in her hand, watched the woman go away until she disappeared from sight, then made a 'cut' sound, turned and walked back.

At the entrance of the village, the old man Geng and Wang Jinqiu had been waiting there a long time ago with each other's arms, and Dachun was also beside him, laughing and talking to the two elders. Looking at the direction in which the woman disappeared, he pulled Geng Qing over to him, and the couple smiled broadly.

"Who is that girl? People in the village have heard that she is very handsome, isn't she? At first glance, she looks like a girl from a good family. What's her name? Where is she from? How did you know her?"

After asking five questions in succession in one sentence, before Geng Qing could decide what to say, Dachun quickly came forward and said, "I know." Geng Qing pressed his face and pushed away, "Go back to eat."

So he took his father by the arm and talked about some things about the woman while walking with his mother. Of course, it was about the murder, and covered it up vaguely.

"This kind of son and daughter of the rivers and lakes has too much kindness and resentment, so they are not a good match."

Hearing Geng Qing's explanation, the old man Geng and his wife also gave up the idea of ​​asking further questions. When it came to marriage, Wang Jinqiu told the story of going back to her natal home that day, which made Geng Qing almost explode, "Thirteen? No way. No, absolutely not, even if I marry Widow Zhang, I won’t marry such a young woman.”

Dachun, who hadn't gone far, turned his head and widened his eyes, subconsciously raised his finger and pointed at himself.

"that's me"

Geng Qing, who came over, didn't even look at him. He supported his father, and as he walked, he coaxed the two of them in a gentle voice: "Mother, there are many good girls out there. I will find them myself after I finish my busy work."

Quickly going back to the fenced courtyard, Geng Qing looked back at the entrance of the village and the dirt road extending outside the village. In fact, he also thought about going out to see the world.

However, let's finish the matter at hand first.

The two roads leading to the mine were completed in January, which was not an easy task. One went into the mountain along the mountain road from Gengjia Village to Niujiaji, and the other came out from the mountain behind Liu's house, crossing the small road and extending to the west of Feihu County. The official road in front of it, the three nearby villages, including Gengjia Village, gathered more than 200 people to dig and break stones, and even the county captain brought the prisoners from the prison together, and under the supervision of the yamen servants, they did heavy work.

In one month, two spacious roads were forcibly excavated by the people of four villages. The labor force of the mine had not yet been summoned. The number of vehicles passing by increased, and people from several villages set up tea shops along the way according to Geng Qing's idea, selling some melons, fruits and pancakes, and really made some money. Although there are still few now, the mine has not yet In the beginning, the money that will be earned at that time is something that I never even dared to imagine before.

Recently, a lot of buildings have been built on the road in Gengjia Village. One by one, bare-armed villagers are carrying wood to the roof, and some are plastering and plastering stones to build walls. Occasionally, women and children in the village have cleaned up their homes Tian Di will also come to help. Looking at the outline of the building in its prototype, and thinking about the better and better days in the future, the work is getting more and more energetic.

Sometimes the old man Geng would sit in a wooden wheelchair and push his wife out to have a look, to gather popularity. This car was made by Geng Qing when he was free a few days ago, and he also strung together the pheasant feathers he kept at home. If the feather fan is stuffed into the old man's hand, if he can still change into a robe and a hat, he will really have the aura of Wolong.

The afternoon sun shines on the streets and alleys, the Feihu county government office, patrol officers walk through the tidy streets, the side door of the county government office, Geng Qing sneaks out with her arms in her arms, walks through several streets and alleys, and enters a newly opened blacksmith shop, He took out a large piece of paper from his bag and hung it on the wooden sign at the door for the passing people to watch.

"I know that all the elders in the city, the craftsman's shop is beneficial to the common people, if there are rusty and deformed utensils in the house, you can buy a little money and go to the shop to replace them with new ones, fair trade, no bullying."

Dachun's stammering voice fell, and the surrounding people looked shocked.

Generally speaking, if the hatchet and reamer (scissors) at home are rusted, it is good to sharpen them. Some of them are really useless, and they are collected by street vendors at a low price, and then sold to blacksmiths.

Someone came over to inquire about the price. Due to the different degrees of waste, the money given was different, ranging from a few renminbi to as much as [-] or [-] renminbi. However, it was cheaper than buying a new one, and a group of people immediately went back The family rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the old and worn-out utensils that had not been used for a long time, and returned them here to Dachun. The latter estimated the price of the supplementary payment, and immediately exchanged a new one from the inside for the other party.

As soon as the truth was confirmed, more people flocked to them. In one afternoon, Blacksmith Wang sold out all the items he had typed in half a month. Geng Qing and Da Chun sat on the threshold and gasped for breath.

"Da Zhu, if we do this, we won't lose money."

Dachun turned his head, and looked worriedly at the pile of rusty utensils that were almost as tall as a man. These things were melted by Blacksmith Wang, and it would be really time-consuming and laborious to forge them again.

"Ha ha."

On the opposite side, Geng Qing was leaning on the threshold, the pile of waste products was a treasure mountain in his eyes, "No need to grind, let Master Wang recruit a few apprentices, polish them, and after removing the rust, find a few wanderers The peddlers in the village, let them help sell, do the math, did we make a profit or lose it?"

Over there, Dachun was still counting with his fingers. Outside the shop, a figure stretched diagonally and reflected the sunlight. Geng Qing raised his gaze, a bearded face was grinning, and yelled in a rough voice: "Brother Geng!"

The tall figure came from the street, it was Dou Wei, followed by two minions from the Golden Knife Gang.

"So it's Brother Dou!"

Geng Qing got up to greet him, waved his hand over there, and the man pressed his hand down, "We're still being polite, it's a very polite ceremony, come with me quickly, our leader has something to look for you."

Gao Sheng looking for me?

Frowning, Geng Qing asked: "Do you know why you are looking for me?"

"Where do I know where to go? The gang leader is drinking in a brothel in the city, and he specifically called you." Dou Wei is a straightforward man, without so many twists and turns. Geng Qing could see the unpleasant meeting for the first time, and he didn't know what to do now , but you can't beat the opponent's face, and it's still the kind of martial arts that is very powerful.

Thinking about it, Geng Qing tidied up his robes, stepped out of the threshold and raised his fists towards Dou Wei, then stretched out his hands: "Brother Dou, please lead the way."

"Ha ha!"

The bushy beard on his rough face relaxed, and Dou Wei laughed heartily, followed by fisting heavily, and stretched out his hands to say hello.

"Little brother, this way!"

　The big ones are about to start laying the groundwork.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)