The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 9 Mountain

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The crowing of roosters resounded throughout the mountain village, and under the blue sky, the quiet village gradually had the voice of people.

The sun shone through the broken window lattice, Geng Qing felt the warm red on the eyelids, opened his eyes, yawned and sat up from the bed, slapped the little fox sleeping on the edge of the bed, and tucked the little fox back into the bed Throwing those stones back to the ground one by one, he put on his patched shoes, opened the door and walked out.

In the yard, two old hens were crowing one after another, digging their paws to search for bugs in the vegetable field. Under the grass shed, the woman was busy lighting a fire. When she saw her son get up, she pointed to a chicken on the stove. bowl.

"Pillar, take it and eat."

That is the black rice that is prepared for Geng Qing every day, and it is used to nourish the body. If the farmers don't take care of their bodies, how will they be able to farm in the future?
"Just come."

Geng Qing lay down on the water tank and took a sip of water, swollen in the water a few times, then raised her head "Gubo Gubo" and rinsed her throat, said "Hot" to the mud, and spit out the clear water. In the past, when the bowl of rice was put on the stove and was being scraped into his mouth, there was a sudden commotion outside, the sound was loud and scary.

"Beat someone! Come on everyone!!"

"What happened?" Geng Qing stood up and looked outside.

At this time, the grandma of the aunt's house next to her ran over quickly, panting and holding the gate of the fence, pointing outside: "Jin Qiu, hurry up, that rich man Liu sent a lot of people to fight with the old men in the village!"

"what?!"

Wang Jinqiu threw the firewood in his hand, got up and wiped his hands on the apron, took up the hoe and yelled: "God damn it!" Followed the old woman and ran towards the courtyard dam, Geng Qing also hurriedly put down the bowl, hesitated After a while, he gritted his teeth and took another hoe, followed the two of them and ran outside. He still dared to do it when necessary.

Running to the entrance of the village with a hoe in hand, the voices of the people became noisy and chaotic. Villagers from house to house rushed out with sickles, hoes, and poles, and scuffled with a mob of people. The gatehouse at the entrance of the village was affected. Someone's errant hoe hit the pillar, and it collapsed, crushing a nursing home of the Liu family and a man from the village.

"Master Liu bought your land because he thought highly of you, and he didn't know what to do, so hit me!" The leading steward, with his sleeves on his hips, shouted, "Kill these troublemakers!"

The guards who rushed from the outside, had rich experience in hand-to-hand fighting and unarmed, and were even stronger than ordinary villagers. Before Dachun's father rushed up, he was kicked by someone before he could swing his hoe. Sitting on the ground for a long time did not slow down.

The prestige grandpa in the village walked in the middle with a cane and asked everyone to stop, but no one paid attention to him. The two people who were scuffled bumped into each other and almost fell down. Then he was pulled aside by Wang Jinqiu to avoid, and then the woman held the Hoe would rush in and beat anyone he saw, calling old man Geng's name from time to time.

The village was already in chaos, and there were scuffling figures everywhere. Geng Qing walked outside and saw a person from the same village being pinned to the ground by thugs, so he quickly took the opportunity to hit the opponent's head with a hoe, his head was covered with blood, and he slipped away. Going to another place, hearing the woman's cry, followed to find the old man Geng.

In the chaos, I saw the old man and a few youths from the village fighting with the group of guards at the other end. While pushing and tearing, someone rushed over with a stick. However, the inexperienced man kicked him right in the abdomen, staggered back, let go of his hand, put the stick on top of his head, and hit him on the head. His gray hair fell apart and was instantly stained red with blood. Without a breath, he fell directly to the ground.

A few men in the nearby village shouted "Ah—" and threw the stick-wielding man down and punched him. When Wang Jinqiu saw her husband fell to the ground from a distance, she also screamed. Squeeze through.

"People have been killed! They have killed people!" someone shouted.

The chaotic fighting crowd gradually stopped. The guards and thugs saw the old men lying on the ground with blood on their heads. They looked at each other and put away their sticks. The manager waved to them and saw a chaotic village. , nodded quite satisfied, "This time I just let you teach me a lesson, next time it won't be so different."

Immediately, take people away.

The surroundings gradually quieted down.

Geng Qing squeezed past here, and saw the old man Geng with his eyes closed tightly on the ground, looking a little at a loss, Wang Jinqiu squeezed over, threw himself on her husband's side and cried, experienced villagers hurried home, brought firewood ashes, and rushed over. Cover bleeding wounds to stop bleeding.

Geng Qing, who had reacted, quickly called Dachun and the others for help, and together they carried the old man Geng home, laid him flat on the wooden couch, and wiped the blood in a hurry to stop the bleeding. Fortunately, after a while, the old man Geng gradually woke up. Opening his eyes, he only said that he was fine, but his head was very dizzy.

The villagers who were helping around were also relieved, gathered at the door of the house and scolded rich man Liu viciously.

"Fortunately, we are not bad, otherwise he really got his way!"

"Not only Youxi was injured, but many of us also lost the lottery. How can we let it go like this? Let's rest well tonight, and tomorrow morning, we will also go to his house to make a fuss."

"Yes, kill him asshole."

The vicious words were mostly angry words of indignation. They had a fight today, and they were not opponents at all. What's more, the guards and thugs there only took sticks. If they were weapons instead, how could a group of villagers handle it , After the bluffing, there was silence one after another.

When it was almost noon, the crowd dispersed. Wang Jinqiu killed one of the two old hens at home with wet eyes, plucked the hair and stewed it, and sat in a daze by the stove.

Looking at the old man Geng sleeping on the couch, Geng Qing felt uncomfortable, went to accompany the woman, and said a few words of comfort, Wang Jinqiu just nodded, and finally squeezed out a sob after a long while.

"Dazhu, if your father and land are gone, how will we live?"

The sun slanted across the thatched shed, and the quiet village was full of swearing words. Going far away from the road outside the village, it went along the mountain in front of it. It was called the town under Niukou Mountain, with low eaves, dilapidated streets, and tinkling blacksmiths. At the end of the sound of paving, and the connected gravel path, there is an acre of fields. Not far away, there is a big house, above the painted red gate, there is a door plaque with the word "Liu's House".

The house is facing the Niujiajizi, but its back is in the direction of Gengjia Village. Before night fell, the servants in the courtyard lit the lanterns early, and they went up on both sides of the courtyard gate.

The path paved by Baiyan bypasses the Fengshui wall. A group of guards sit on the fence and drink and eat meat with their companions. The nearby study room is now lit up. The fat figure sweeps the dust on the bookshelf and takes a book Blow it and put it back in place.

"It's a good job today. You don't have to worry about whether the old man is dead or not. I'll go to Lizheng and say, come here."

The fat middle-aged man turned around and threw the duster to the desk, sat down dragging a robe with square hole print, opened the drawer, took out a bunch of Tongbao and slapped it to the old steward.

"Prepare some more gifts. Later, you will send them to Lizheng yourself."

The steward held the coin in both hands, bowed and slowly exited the study, and waved for the waiting maid to come in with a bowl of supplements. Liu Man stroked the beard on his lips, and flipped through the account book. The number of acres of good farmland in Gengjia Village is moderate.

"My lord, no."

He pulled the shy maid to sit in his arms, held her soft and petite body, and smelled the back of her fair neck.

'. Just a bunch of little people. '

The night shrouded the sky and the earth, and the sound of "squeaking" rain fell with the rain curtain. At the foot of the mountain in the distance, the vast rainwater overflowed the roof, weaving a bead curtain along the thatch of the eaves.

In the dark, Geng Qing was sitting under the eaves with the little fox in his arms, looking at the woman sitting by the stove over there. Soon, the old hen was stewed. to the old man Geng.

The old man stopped drinking after only one bowl, looked at the empty bottom of the bowl, handed it back to his wife, looked at the closed door with cloudy eyes, sighed, raised his hand weakly, and patted the king. The back of Jin Qiu's hand, and asked her to serve another bowl to Geng Qing.

"Don't give it to me, it's a waste."

"Add more chicken, take it to Zhu Zhu, and let him eat more. When he is growing his bones. I don't worry, he should be able to carry it. Even if it doesn't work, the family will still have Zhu Zhu in the future, so the family will not fail. "

The wind was blowing and the rain was hitting the trouser legs, and there were also slight words coming from the room.In the dark, Geng Qing stroked the fur of the fox, looked at the rain curtain without blinking his eyes, gently put down the red fox, got up and walked over there, pushed the door open, interrupting the conversation of the old couple inside, his face With a smile, he looked at the old man on the couch.

"Father, you can eat at ease, and nothing will be short at home in the future."

Geng Qing's eyes were a little red, and he still smiled and looked at the woman beside him, "Mother, can you come out for a while?"

Wang Jinqiu looked at her husband, the latter nodded, put down the bowl, and followed Geng Qing out of the room, faintly feeling that his son's expression was a little strange, "Zhuzi, tell mother to come out, what's the matter? Your father still needs it"

"Where's the land deed at home, can you give it to me?"

"What do you want this for?"

"Mother, trust me, just don't ask anything."

Looking into Geng Qing's eyes, the woman hesitated for a moment, walked into the bedroom and took out a crumpled deed paper from under the cabinet, handed it carefully to her son, and told him worriedly.

"This is the only field in our family, so don't mess around."

"I know."

Geng Qing held Tian Qi back to the bench, picked up the red fox and continued to look at the rain falling in the courtyard, her eyes were like the fox in her arms, so bright and frightening, she just sat there silently, thinking about something .

Until it was slightly bright, Wang Jinqiu, who hadn't slept much all night, opened the door and came out, and there was no sign of Geng Qing on the stool.

(End of this chapter)