big song poppi

Chapter 166 0163 [Mother, stop pretending]

It is human nature to watch the excitement, and more and more people gathered outside the alleys to watch.

Seeing that the streets and alleys were tightly blocked, some government officials wanted to drive them away, but Zhao Ting stopped them with a look.

What a joke.

If the onlookers are driven away, isn't the money for nothing?

After glaring at the yamen servant fiercely, Zhao Ting turned his head and continued to be his mascot.

Every time Wang Weizhong read the name of a family member, the yamen servants and clerks began to weigh it, and then carried baskets of copper coins to that family member.

Whoa!
The copper coins collided together, making a crisp sound.

The onlookers also went from initial suspicion, to shock, to envy.

A middle-aged woman stared at the golden copper coins, and said in a sour tone: "Qi Zhong has made a lot of money this time, their house has long been dilapidated, and when it rains, it leaks everywhere, how can it be worth so much?" money."

Someone echoed, "That's right! 38 cents is enough to build a house with blue bricks and red tiles!"

"The sage said: Misfortune depends on blessings, and blessings lie on misfortunes. This is fate."

An old scholar stroked his beard with a sentimental tone.

The old woman said indignantly: "That gang is really daring to blaze the thieves, why didn't they light an extra fire the night before, and burn my house down!"

This is a bit outrageous.

But what is even more outrageous is that it has actually won the approval of many onlookers.

After the money was distributed, Han Zhen didn't stop there. Amidst the gratitude of a group of people affected by the disaster, he rode away and rushed to the next disaster site.

……

In a small courtyard in the back house of the Ma family.

Two women, one big and one small, were swinging on a swing.

One of them was Ma Shuyao. She squinted her big eyes slightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. As the swing swayed, the ribbons tied on her buns kept fluttering.

And the older woman on the side, about thirty years old, has seven or eight percent similarities between her brows and Ma Shuyao's, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

However, compared to Ma Shuyao's innocence, freshness and pleasantness, the woman has a more mature charm.

"Aniang, let's see if I'm swinging high."

Ma Shuyao laughed like a silver bell.

This woman is Ma Shuyao's biological mother, named Lin Wanqing.

The Lin family was not a rich family, his father was just a Juren, he went to Beijing to rush for the exam and failed repeatedly, so he was disheartened, gave up the idea of ​​becoming an official through the imperial examination, and was hired to teach in a private school in the city.

Although she was not rich, the Lin family was considered a scholarly family after all, and her appearance and temperament were all top choices, so she was favored by the Ma family and invited a matchmaker to make a kiss.

Seeing her swinging higher and higher, a trace of worry flashed in Lin Wanqing's beautiful eyes, and her tone was a little helpless: "You, be careful, don't fall."

"Little lady, little lady!"

At this moment, a little maid walked through the hanging flower door and ran into the small courtyard with short legs.

"what happened?"

Ma Shuyao didn't stop, and continued to swing on the swing.

The little maid chirped and said: "Little lady, the anti-thief leader and Zhao Zhizhou are distributing money to the people, and many people have gone to see it."

Send money?

Ma Shuyao's slightly squinted eyes widened immediately, controlled the swing to gradually stop, then jumped down, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you?"

The little servant girl replied, "I'm currently in Huanyi Lane in the outer city."

Ma Shuyao's eyes lit up, and she said to Lin Wanqing, "Mother, let's go and have a look."

"no!"

Lin Wanqing shook her head and refused, "Did you forget your grandfather's order?"

As she said that, she turned her head and told the little maid again: "From now on, you are not allowed to turn against the thief's good and bad. If others listen to it, it will definitely cause disaster."

"Ma'am, I understand."

The little maid nodded in response.

"Mother~"

Ma Shuyao went to Lin Wanqing's side, grabbed her arm and shook her, and began to act like a baby in a tired voice.

Lin Wanqing persuaded: "Yuyou, be good, be honest and play on the swings in the yard with your mother."

Ma Shuyao rolled her eyes and suggested, "Let's just take a look at it from a distance, and it won't matter. Come back after watching."

Hearing this, Lin Wanqing hesitated.

Seeing this, Ma Shuyao smiled slyly: "Don't pretend, A Niang, I know you want to see it too. Don't worry, we will go out quietly, and grandpa and grandma won't know."

How could she not know what kind of temperament her mother had.

To put it bluntly, her innocent temperament was inherited from her mother.It's just that since her father passed away, as a widow who lives alone, she can only suppress her temper and put on a dignified appearance.

Lin Wanqing felt a little moved in her heart, and said hesitantly, "Then... just take a look, and come back after reading it."

"Ok!"

Ma Shuyao nodded hurriedly.

Lin Wanqing stood up and said, "Just wait, mother, go and change clothes."

The attire and dress of women in the Song Dynasty changed with age and status.

As a widow, she can naturally dress casually in the backyard at home, but if she goes out, she has to dress more solemnly, and the color of her clothes can't be as lively and bright as Ma Shuyao's, mostly dark colors.

Ma Shuyao reminded: "Mom, hurry up."

"Mother knows."

Lin Wanqing said, and walked into the small building.

After a while, he came out again and put on a dark red skirt with a long green beige on the outside.

Women in the Northern Song Dynasty respected green, especially when women from rich and noble families got married, they must wear green wedding dresses.

There is a saying in later generations: Red and green are a match for bullshit.

This kind of red and green collocation is difficult for ordinary people to control.

But wearing it on Lin Wanqing at the moment, there is a different kind of grace.

"Mom, let's go."

Ma Shuyao waited impatiently, took Lin Wanqing's hand, and hurried towards the outside of the courtyard.

They did not dare to ride in the bullock cart, as it would be easy for their family members to spot them. The mother and daughter held parasols, took the little maid out of the house, and headed straight for the outer city.

It is now the end of August, and September is about to enter, but the sun is still vicious in the daytime.

Even holding an umbrella, I was still sweating all over.

But Lin Wanqing was in a good mood. She hadn't been out for a long time.

At this moment, walking on the street, she kept looking around with her beautiful eyes.

Weng Weng said that the county city is now occupied by rebels, but she can't see it at all. There are still people coming and going on the streets, and the doors of the shops are open, doing business as usual.

The sound of yelling and selling in the alleys is endless.

It seems that there is no difference from usual.

Ma Shuyao walked briskly, turning her head from time to time to urge a few words: "Mom, you walk faster, you won't be able to see it if you go late."

"it is good."

Lin Wanqing couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, and quickened her pace.

The three of them came all the way to Huanyi Lane, and sure enough, they saw many people watching in the alley.

It's just that there are too many onlookers, and the inside is tightly covered, and when you look around, you can only see black heads.

Ma Shuyao stood on tiptoe, her slender, white and tender neck stretched out, but she still couldn't see it.

In a hurry, she jumped on the spot a few times.

Helpless, the height is only about 1.5 meters, no matter how much you jump around, it will not help.

"Ugh!"

Ma Shuyao sighed, her baby-fat little face was full of disappointment: "There are too many people, you can't see them at all."

"It's in vain that your grandpa praises you every day for your intelligence, why have you become stupid now?"

Lin Wanqing stretched out a finger, poked her forehead lightly, then pointed to a foot shop outside the alley, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Huanyi Alley has only one exit, let's go to the second floor of the foot shop and wait. Can't you see it when he comes out?"

"Yes!"

Ma Shuyao's eyes lit up, and she flattered her a little: "My lady is smart."

After all, she held an umbrella, bouncing towards the foot shop, her lively and lively aura was almost overflowing.

The so-called foot shop can be understood as a low-end restaurant. The service is not as comprehensive as that of a real restaurant. Because there is no right to produce wine, it cannot be called a restaurant, but can only be called a foot shop.

Although it is still morning, there are already some customers drinking in the foot shop.

The three entered the foot store and went straight to the second floor.

However, on the second floor by the window, there were already several people dressed as scholars sitting there, drinking fruit wine while looking out the window, apparently planning to take a look at the anti-thief leader.

Seeing that the only seat by the window was taken, Ma Shuyao couldn't help frowning.

At this moment, a wine doctor stepped forward and said, "How many young ladies want to drink?"

It was very common for women to drink alcohol. Although the Northern Song Dynasty was not as bold and unrestrained as in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, it was still considered loose. After the rise of Cheng Zhu Neo Confucianism in the Southern Song Dynasty, it was completely different.

In the city of Tokyo, during festivals, many women would even go to gambling houses to play a few games.

Therefore, Dr. Jiu was not surprised, his expression was as usual.

Lin Wanqing said softly, "Three cups of Perilla Drink, and a plate of preserved fruit."

"Little lady, wait a moment."

After Dr. Jiu finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Ma Shuyao called him to stop.

Dr. Jiu stopped in his tracks and asked, "What do you want my lady to say?"

"That window might be open?"

Ma Shuyao pointed to a window in the corner.

That window was also next to Huanyi Lane Street, but it was closed tightly.

Dr. Jiu nodded and said, "Yes, it's closed because of the strong sunlight during the day. If you don't mind the sun, you can open it yourself."

"Go."

Ma Shuyao was overjoyed and waved her hand.

"I'm coming!"

As soon as Dr. Jiu left, several scholars by the window suddenly shouted, stood up and went to the window one after another.

Ma Shuyao hurriedly walked to the corner window and reached out to push the window.

Just a couple of pushes, but no push.

The little girl became anxious immediately, and the strength in her hands increased a little bit.

"Don't worry, this window doesn't open like this."

As Lin Wanqing said, she took a step forward and pulled out the wooden pin used to fix the window.

Because it is a window facing the sun, it is not a double-opening type, but a lattice window pushed from bottom to top.

After this kind of lattice window is opened, it needs to be supported by a wooden stick.

It is not as convenient as a double-opening window, but the advantage is that the window is like a small shed after opening, which can block part of the sunlight.

After pushing it away, Lin Wanqing supported the window with one hand, and held a wooden stick in the other hand, ready to use the wooden stick to support it.

Ma Shuyao couldn't wait to squeeze to the window, and looked down.

"what!"

Lin Wanqing was squeezed by her, and the wooden stick in her hand slipped and fell downwards.

……

At this moment, Han Zhen was riding a war horse and walking out of Huanyi Lane.

When passing by the foot shop, there was a soft cry above his head.

Immediately afterwards, a wooden stick fell from above.

Han Zhen reacted quickly, stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the wooden stick that hit his head, and then looked up.

What came into view were two pretty faces in panic.

(End of this chapter)