The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 85

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The rooster in the yard swung its red crown and croaked. The next moment, it spread its wings and turned around to run. Behind it, the little fox seemed to be annoyed and chased after it. In the corner, the cock crowed and the fox croaked and scratched, and the wings and fox fur flew randomly.

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The sun shines into the yard, on the walnut tree, cicadas neigh for the first time in the morning, a group of shirtless men boxing, and the old man Geng is weaving a fence, preparing to circle the corner of the yard for chickens.

Wang Jinqiu made breakfast, Qiaoniang imitated the woman's demeanor, walked outside the kitchen, wanted to shout loudly, saw Geng Qing yawning and pushing open the door on the third floor to come out, the loud voice came to her mouth At the side, it turned into a timid sentence: "Everyone has eaten."

Immediately, he yelled at the figure who went downstairs to the well.

"Mister has eaten."

Geng Qing fetched clean water from the water tank to wash, wiped his face and replied: "Come here."

There are more than 20 people living in a courtyard, which seems crowded, but it is also very lively. As soon as the meal is served, Dou Wei, who is urging martial arts training, is still talking in the last class. One by one, the people took the pottery bowls filled with meat porridge, and squatted down to drink cleanly.

"You...save some for me!"

Dou Wei was so angry that he cursed, and when he heard Wang Jinqiu calling him to eat, his face immediately had a smile on his face, and he hurried forward to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, and squatted on the ground to eat and drink together amidst the laughter of the crowd.

When Bai Yunxiang came downstairs, the woman didn't like her very much at first, so she added bowls and chopsticks and filled them with meat porridge, and asked Qiao Niang to bring the woman to the dining table. In her words, she was one of her own, so she couldn't be hungry anymore.

The woman also appreciated it, thanked her, and helped the woman to pack up the dishes after dinner. When she was almost there, she went back to her room to dress up, changed into a nice dress, said goodbye to Geng Qing, and took a carriage to the shop .After eating, the gang members also started a busy day. Many people went to three shops in batches to act as shop assistants, or went to the street to collect news.

Geng Qing ate with a bowl and looked at the carriage going away. Turning around, a large group of people greeted him one after another, and left in twos and threes, each going to do its own business.

Originally, he wanted to talk to his father, but the old man Geng had no time to talk to him. He found bamboo strips somewhere, and sat in a wheelchair to weave the fence slowly.

Except for the fat county magistrate who sneaked outside after dinner, Geng Qing was the most idle person in the whole yard. He glanced at Dachun who was sneaking in the corner with Aunt Zhang, and was later found by his father, who pinched his ears and dragged him away. Come out, a burst of punching and kicking.

"Her husband is my cousin, why, you brat, you want to talk about my peers!"

Dachun held his head and glanced at Geng Qing who was asking for help, Geng Qing pretended not to see it, went upstairs and returned to the room, he seemed to be the most idle in the whole yard.

'After so many days, the chief manager should have returned.But the imperial city can’t enter either.”

It's not a problem to be idle like this. My sister-in-law will take care of the shop. '

'Forget it, let's make a fitness equipment again, and ask Lao Dou what skills he has for strengthening his body. '

Originally wanted to improve firearms, but now he is in Chang'an, and there is no blacksmith shop for him to toss about. If he opened it privately, he would have no source of iron ore, and he would be sent to prison.

'It's okay to use wood to build a shelf. '

Thinking about it, he took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, thought about some utensils that could be made right now, and drew them down. Immediately, he went out and called Dachun, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, to go outside to find a wood workshop for making furniture and get some logs back.

Taking advantage of the spare time, he also found Dou Wei who was gesticulating the Wild Lion Saber under the walnut tree. It is useless in general fighting, but it is feasible to build up strength and gesticulate the sword.

Geng Qing sat aside and looked at it for a while, looking for a break, and asked about the other party's martial arts training, Dou Wei shook his head: "Mr. Please teach me how to kill people with sound."

Well, this guy still remembers the phrase Geng Qing said when he escaped from the military disaster and went south that day, "I sing, but it kills people." '

Of course, in front of his subordinates, the young man didn't want to lose face, so he said something nonsense:

"Well, you know, although I don't know martial arts, I do know a little bit. This kind of martial arts is extremely difficult, and the internal force drives the voice and turns it into a murderous weapon."

"So, how to learn?"

"I heard that you have to start by practicing your voice. This martial art also has a majestic name, it's called Lion's Roar!"

He talked nonsense, but the rough man listened seriously, frowning tightly, standing under the walnut tree leaning on the wild lion knife to think carefully, and forgot to talk to Geng Qing for a while.

Time passed little by little, and it was almost noon when Dachun came back with a few porters who pulled a few two-foot-long logs, and bought carpenter's tools along the way.

Handicraft work is Geng Qing's hobby, and it is also a good job to reduce stress. Immediately rolled up the sleeves and started to work. Qiao Niang also came to help after helping the woman. She is not strong enough, so it is not a problem to start a little After less than half an hour, his tired face blushed and he was out of breath.

Geng Qing wiped the sweat stains on his face, and the rudimentary shape of the equipment was revealed. The triangular shelf had a smooth groove on the left and right sides. Dou Wei, who was still thinking silently, brought a pair of stone locks and tied them with ropes. above, extending to the front of the wooden frame.

"Sir, how do you use this instrument of torture?"

"." Geng Qing rolled his eyes at him, walked to the front, carried the frame on his back, and pinched the ends of the ropes hanging from both sides with his hands, "This is for me to beat my body. Drink."

The young man dragged his arms forward desperately, and the hemp rope stretched the two stone locks on the ground behind him to slowly rise up a little bit. Geng Qing's face flushed red amidst the angry roar of "drink".

A pair of stone locks fell back to the ground with a bang, Geng Qing blushed, patted the dust on his hands expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Well, this is indeed a new torture device."

Qiao Niang has the temperament of a girl, she lowered her face slightly, pursed her lips and smiled softly.

While talking, someone suddenly walked in from outside the courtyard, maybe he had heard Geng Qing's words outside, and stepped into the door with a big smile, arching his hands towards this side as he walked.

"Geng Lang-jun, I can hear what you are saying from afar."

Here Geng Qing, looking back, saw that the person was tall and tall, wearing a gray and silver-patterned robe, it was Zhang Huaiyi, who came in from the courtyard gate, his lower body bouncing and tightening faintly as he walked, as if he was jumping happily.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhang Huaiyi shook his fist at Dou Wei, then his eyes fell on the tripod on which his body was tortured, he looked at it for a moment, nodded, and praised: "Good torture tool."

"." Geng Qing returned the salute silently.

Damn, in the minds of these ancient people, things that they don't seem to understand should be instruments of torture?

"Brother Zhang, come here soon at noon, are you going to call me out?"

"No."

Thinking of yesterday's beating, Zhang Huaiyi's ass was still hot at this time, subconsciously stroked the armrest on the back, straightened his face, and nodded: "That's true, but it's not for fun, but someone wants to see you, so you have to come with me quickly one trip."

Qiao Niang who was not far away heard what this man said, and subconsciously moved to the side of Geng Qing.

"Sir, it's time for lunch. If you go out now, my aunt will blame you again."

"It's okay, Brother Zhang said something important, so it must be something important."

Geng Qing smiled and touched the little blame on the top of the girl's head. He knew the behavior of these rich and powerful children. If he could speak in such a cryptic manner at this time, there must be a big person who wants to see him, and he can make a son of the Zuo Jinwuwei General like this The tone, presumably it should be someone from the imperial city.

"Tell my mother later that when you come back, I will buy you candied fruit."

As she said that, she also made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Huaiyi, watching the two walk side by side to the courtyard gate, Qiaoniang pouted her little mouth, but she was very happy in her heart.

Bring me candied fruit, is that a gift?

Hee hee Mr. is so nice.
On the pouting face, the red color became even redder. It seemed that the rough man over there became much more pleasing to the eye. With his fingers hooked behind his back, he looked back at the courtyard door step by step, then lowered his head, blushing Face trotted all the way into the room.

The carriage waiting outside had already driven to the bustling long street, passed through several neighborhoods, and headed for the largest restaurant in the West Market.

In the slightly swaying carriage, Geng Qing took a sip of his tea, and although he took a deep breath, he still asked the young man opposite him with some uneasiness.

"Brother Zhang, who is the person who saw me? I have to say the last thing, I'm prepared anyway."

Zhang Huaiyi lifted the corner of the curtain to look at the street scene outside. When he heard the words, he turned his face slightly and lowered his voice.

"Princess Guangde, she knows about Liu Da. My butt is still hurting."

hiss~~
Geng Qing opened her mouth slightly, and took a light breath. This is the royal family. She was a little excited to see the emperor's relatives all of a sudden, which is beyond the imagination of future generations.

"Her Highness, how old is she now?"

(End of this chapter)