The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 42
rustling.
After the afternoon sun covered the clouds, the first light rain of summer began to rain gloomyly. Soon, the rain became heavier and fell on the eaves, interweaving bead curtains.

In the blacksmith shop on the side of the pedestrians rushing to hide from the rain or running, there was a clanging sound of knocking, and the three-dimensional and five-thick blacksmith Wang wiped his sweat, put the flattened blade into the water, and then polished it off. The pile of sand rolled together, picked up the file and polished it back and forth, held it up and stared at it for a moment, then threw it back into the furnace, talking to Dachun who was scrutinizing it carefully.

In the back hall leading here, there was the sound of sharpening knives. After a while, the sound stopped, and Geng Qing poured water to wash away some dirt, leaving only a little rust on the edge.

'That's it. '

He took out the dagger that Tang Baoer gave him, went back to the shop and asked blacksmith Wang to remove the handle, replaced the sharpened dagger, inserted it back into the exquisite sheath, and put it back again. As for the other paintings with strange parts I can't use the blueprints for the time being, and I'll wait until the things are almost assembled.

Seeing that the work was almost finished, Geng Qing bowed his hands to the blacksmith on the other side of the stove: "Master Wang, I'm afraid I will have to work hard for you these few days, so I will pay you more money then."

"Money is a trivial matter, but I'm ugly. I'm not good at knives and lances, and I've never done that. Don't blame me if they fail."

"Okay, just give it a try. Anyway, the lost iron is not ours." Here, with a smile on his gradually fair face, the young man greeted Dachun, and took the coir raincoat and bamboo hat that were in the shop. Get dressed and go out.

Da da da.
The rainwater hit the leaves of the straw coir raincoat and made a series of falling sounds. Geng Qing braved the heavy rain and ran quickly across the long street filled with water vapor, stepping on the accumulated water on the ground, and hurried back to the county government office covered in water vapor, continuing to fight illiterate In the name of the name, take a pen to copy and practice the brushwork.

When it was time to rest, the officials of the county government left in twos and threes, and Geng Qing came out after him. Seeing Dou Wei who had already been waiting in the carriage, he took the carriage and went to a teahouse on a nearby street, surrounded by guests Almost all of them are members of the Golden Knife Gang, because of the sudden rain, they stay here to drink tea and brag, some have a flamboyant temper and slam the table to yell at others, and some sit silently in the corner holding their weapons, watching the figures coming in and out of the door with fierce eyes .

In the noisy atmosphere, Geng Qing followed Dou Wei up to the second floor, and the noise below became much quieter above. The second floor was deserted, and the only tea drinkers at the table enjoying the rain were driven away.

"My dear brother, the lord asked me to come and look for you today, just to ask about the oil and water in the mine road."

After the waiter at the tea shop brought the tea tremblingly and left, Dou Wei spoke kindly. He filled the two cups and pushed them to the opposite side with some water marks, "Now the boss and the county lieutenant appreciate you, and they are divided into two levels. Tsk tsk I'm afraid there are better errands, I will leave it to you, and don't forget my brother when the time comes."

"Does the Golden Knife Gang have any other business?"

Geng Qing held up the teacup and raised it towards the big man. The man in front of him had martial arts skills, but his mind was average, so he probably didn't know much. Sure enough, Dou Wei respected the tea, took a sip, and wrinkled his thick eyebrows. After thinking for a while, "I don't know about this."

Here, the young man smiled, put down his teacup and was about to talk about the business on the mine road, when the man suddenly slapped his hands and added something.

"Thinking about it, my family leader often goes to the north to do business. I'm not smart enough, so I've never been allowed to do this, and occasionally I heard a brother who ran outside mention it by chance."

North side deal?
There was not much change on Geng Qing's face, but his thoughts drifted back to what Tang Baoer said to him that day. Could it be that the people captured here were really trafficked to Khitan?

Wait, at this time, Khitan should be established, right?

Under the rain curtain intertwined under the eaves, amidst the sound of the rain, the man saw that the young man was lost in thought, thinking that he was thinking about some business, the thick beard laughed twice and waved his hands.

"My dear brother, don't think too much about it. You must be selling smuggled salt. Those of us who are in the rivers and lakes will always do some shady business. Anyway, with your shrewdness, the boss will definitely let you take care of this business. Whatever you buy, you will have nothing in the near future." Are you clear?" At this point, Dou Wei realized that he had said too much, and immediately added a sentence: "I am loyal to the guild leader, just treat what you said just now as your own, and don't spread it outside."

After a few words of reassurance, the two discussed the business on the mine road. The rain gradually stopped. Geng Qing looked at the raindrops falling, not in a good mood, and went back to the blacksmith shop and called Dachun Go back out of town.

Due to the rain, the business of the two sections of the Niujiaji mining road was booming. Many merchants hid in nearby tea shops to rest their feet. At this time, the sunset gradually broke through the clouds, and they packed up and prepared to go on the road.

On the way back, Dachun was benefited by Geng Qing, waving and shouting at a group of village men and women who started to pack up their belongings and return to the village.

"Go back and wait at the entrance of the village. Dazhu has something to tell everyone."

A shout confused the villagers who were doing business. They watched the silent young man on the rickety donkey cart pass by, and followed behind. Soon, people of all sizes from the village gathered, and the most prestigious Taigong stood In front of the crowd, waiting for something to say.

"Folks, there is one thing that may make you unhappy."

Standing on top of the stone mill in the village, Geng Qing glanced at all the faces, even his parents were among them, he took a breath.

Then he told everyone the news that the Golden Knife Gang in the city was going to occupy the mine road to do business.

"This gang of gods! It's shameful, isn't it!"

A woman sat up on the ground and howled loudly. The crowd around her was excited and shouted loudly to find the other party desperately. Grandpa Geng stopped her and beat her with a stick.

The beard growled and scolded the village man who wanted to go to the city to make a fuss: "What are you fighting for? Do you think they are the nursing home of Liu Mang's family? Killing you is no different from killing a dog!"

"Then what should I do?! Finally, there is a way to earn money, so it's gone?"

Geng Taigong didn't know what to say, he turned his head to look at the young man on the stone mill, Geng Qing stood there silently, turned around and jumped off, and walked straight home.

During dinner, old man Geng and Wang Jinqiu asked their son about the situation from time to time, and if there was any way to deal with it.

"Not yet."

Geng Qing didn't dare to promise some things, so naturally he couldn't say them in advance, otherwise the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. In the next few days, the villagers who didn't believe in evil went out to set up stalls as usual, and they ran into people from the Golden Knife Gang. , smashed things to pieces, and they set the thatched shed of the teahouse on fire. They knew that they were from Gengjia Village. Because of Geng Qing's face, they didn't beat them. They just asked these villagers to go back and farm. .

These days, Geng Qing ran into villagers when he went out, and he turned his face away, or said a word casually, then turned and left.

'I'm aggrieved too'

Sighing, Geng Qing went to the yamen in a donkey cart as usual, and for the first time saw the county magistrate hanging a brand new official robe in the public house, and patted it back and forth, only to find out that there was a letter from the post station, saying it was from Chang'an The angel has arrived in Jindi, and will soon come here through Yanmen.

"Then let's congratulate the county magistrate in advance for his promotion."

Everyone loves to hear compliments, especially this kind of thing with a nose and eyes, which made County Magistrate Chen laugh from ear to ear.Also happy was Gao Jun, except that the angel would come to Feihu County, he probably already knew the news that the Golden Knife Gang on the mine road had taken over the business, so he patted Geng Qing on the arm encouragingly.

Just said: "Do well."

Geng Qing's face was joyful, but there was no wave in his eyes, he nodded slightly with his hands clasped, and backed out not long after.

It is sinking day by day.

In Feihu County, where people were still noisy, Geng Qing walked out of the yamen, walked through the bustling crowd, and returned to the blacksmith's shop. He rarely sat quietly on the stool, watching the hammers beating continuously Falling sparks.

scoff~~
Amidst the sound of boiling hot water, Blacksmith Wang said: "Finally, I've finished both of them." Grasping a knife head in each hand, they withdrew from the water tank, and there were two thick and wide blades, which were being polished on the rotating millstone. For a moment, patches of coldness were revealed.

Geng Qing sat in the back and glanced at the two majestic blades that were gradually becoming brighter.On the street, Dachun came back from the outside with two custom-made exquisite wooden boxes, which were covered with two bolts of silk and satin. He put the decorated weapons into it, and closed the wooden cover to hide it.

"Let's go, let's go give gifts."

The young man on the bench looked at the fading sky, patted his robe and stood up, slowly but without any hesitation, he got into the donkey cart, drove past the light of lit lanterns on the street, and headed for the Golden Knife Gang station.

The road is here in the blink of an eye.

　Do you know what Geng Qing is going to do?Just one update tonight, a little unmotivated and in a bad mood.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)