The devil is coming

Chapter 772 I remember it
"Little cicada, little cicada!"
Outside the hospital, Mrs. Liu shouted.
"Come on!"
Little monk Liao Fan laid out the noodles and filled the teapot with water. He hung a dry towel around the neck of his master, monk Kong Yuan. He turned to look at the gourds piled high in the corner of the room and smiled helplessly. , then he picked up the long broom behind the door, opened the door, and walked out.
He went to sweep the floor.
Fengxin City has inherited all the fine traditions of Xuehaiguan, and the appearance of the city is also highly valued. There is a group of aunties who are responsible for sweeping the streets.
This job is not regarded as "lower-class" by others. After all, in this era, so-called "higher-class" jobs are not easy to find.
In addition to the generals who accompanied the Marquis of Pingxi in his rise, because of the "frugal" style led by his own Marquis, and the "audit" jointly conducted by Siniang and the blind man, the various departments, offices and military affairs under the Hou Mansion were The atmosphere in all aspects of the country can be called clean, and a kind of simplicity is still maintained in all aspects;
Therefore, in the job of sweeping the streets, it is someone’s mother, someone’s grandma, and ordinary women are not qualified to take on this job.
For this job, you can have matching clothes issued by the Marquis Mansion all year round, which is equivalent to a standard household allowance for the family, and an additional ration of rice, flour, grain and oil during holidays. In addition, the sisters-in-law, old and young, are at home on weekdays. I was so suffocated that I just came out to relax my muscles and chatter.
With such a group of people responsible for the appearance of the city, firstly, no one dares to make things difficult, and secondly, the merchants and residents are also very conscious, otherwise they would really dare to hold a broom at your head to greet you.
Mrs. Liu is the mother-in-law of the Sword Master. Strictly speaking, she does not count. After all, she lives with her daughter-in-law. But now, she herself no longer cares about this.
Ever since Xuehaiguan, Mrs. Liu picked up a broom and started sweeping the floor to earn pocket money at home. Not long after entering Fengxin City, she was promoted to "senior leader". She had about a dozen aunts under her command and were responsible for three streets.
Nowadays, when elders call their juniors, they like to add "子" at the end.
And the reason why I called the little monk Fan "Xiao Zhi Lao Xiao Zhi Lao" across the courtyard wall was because I couldn't call the little monk Fan "Xiao Fanzi", which directly violated the name taboo of Pingxi Marquis;
Therefore, in front of all the aunts, the little monk Liao Fan was nicknamed "Cicada" because the little monk liked to respond with "I know".
In fact, the Hou Mansion is not stingy, especially towards those who have made contributions. Looking at the entire Yan Army, the Hou Mansion provides the most generous and humane pensions to those who died and were disabled under its command.
The blind man once specifically asked little monk Fan whether he wanted to take his master away with a sum of money or whether he wanted the Hou Mansion to keep them.
Little monk Liao Fan chose the latter. Now that the master is like this, how can he continue to be "home all over the world"?
As for the promise of Marquis Pingxi to build a temple for you and your master, the blind man didn't say anything. After all, this was something agreed with the Lord, and it had to be decided by the Lord. Little monk Fan didn't even mention it. Now, like this, How can two people support a temple?
However, the little monk Liao Fan also made a request. He didn't want to live a life of eating and drinking. Even if their contribution was enough in the eyes of the Hou Mansion, he still hoped to do some labor within his ability.
The little monk Liao Fan was very diligent in sweeping the floor. In addition, he occasionally had the instinct to "pin orchid fingers" or was inexplicably shy. From time to time, he would instinctively act like a "little daughter", which endeared him to these aunts even more. She was so happy that she didn't feel like there was an extra man among the sisters, but more like there was an extra girl.
The young monk did not wear a cassock, but was dressed in ordinary clothes, clean and tidy.
as soon as we meet,
An aunt beside Mrs. Liu asked with a smile;
"I know, I heard that your master collected a few more gourds yesterday?"
Faced with this problem, little monk Liao Fan smiled awkwardly.
The Hou Mansion built a small courtyard in Fengxin City for their master and apprentice, and also gave them a sum of money.
The young monk lived a simple life, neither gambling nor whoring. His daily diet was mostly vegetarian. Every month, the Marquis's residence would distribute rice, flour, grains, oils, and even cloth and other various necessities. Logically speaking, money could not be spent.
But my master was in a state of confusion all day long. He would either sit in the yard without moving all day long, or he would run out of the yard. He would neither steal nor rob, nor would he go crazy.
But I don’t know why, but the old monk Kong Yuan was extremely fond of the gourd. When he was walking on the road, he saw the gourd used to make wine or the gourd played in the hands of children, and he just followed them as if they had lost their souls. When you get home, or even follow others into the house, you must ask them to give you the gourd.
Not stealing, not robbing, not talking, just staring at your gourd and clasping his hands at you.
Most people actually don't know the relationship between the old monk and the Hou Mansion. In fact, even if they know, it doesn't matter. Those who should report to the official will still report to the official.
When officials came, they mainly focused on mediation.
The result of the mediation is often that the little monk comes over and buys a gourd from someone with money. Only when the gourd is obtained, the master will go home with the gourd in his arms with a satisfied look on his face.
The next day, I might be safe.
But on the third day, the master would go out again and continue to stare at other people's gourds.
Little monk Liaofan couldn't bear to see his master disappointed, so he bought it again with money.
Over and over again,
Many people in Fengxin City knew about this. There was a "crazy" monk who liked gourds very much. The "crazy" monk also had an apprentice who would buy gourds for him.
At the foot of the Marquis Mansion, the public security is naturally excellent, and no one dares to have other thoughts after their wealth is exposed. However, this directly leads to many children in the city taking the initiative to go outside to find gourd sellers who are more clever and directly charge them at a fair price. The gourds are then sold to the "crazy" monk.
The layout of the house where the master and apprentice originally lived was the kind of small courtyard built after the Hou Mansion renovated Fengxin City, with two households, half a wall, and a separate kitchen.
In order to take care of his master, little monk Liao Fan slept on his master's bed at night and made a bed beside him. The empty room was basically filled with gourds.
The money rewarded by the Marquis was basically used to buy gourds. The young monk was also free and easy. He said openly that he had no money and could only exchange it for rice, flour, grain and oil, and he had to keep two masters and apprentices every month. Take out what is needed and replace it.
You can continue to send gourds to my master, and I will give you IOUs.
Do we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse?
Therefore, those children and salesmen also lost the motivation to continue to come here.
But the master would still go out "crazy" to look for gourds every other day. Fortunately, at this frequency, the young monk could still afford it with his income from sweeping the floor. This matter gradually lost its popularity, but it did not hinder these efforts together. The aunties who sweep the floor often tease the young monk about this matter.
In the young monk's opinion, it may be because his master once had a drinking gourd that followed him for most of his life. It is said that it was passed down from his master's master. It was a personal belonging that the master loved very much, but it was lost on the snowy field.
Maybe, even though Master is crazy, he always wants to miss him. Just like he feels that wherever Master is his home, Master will also miss his own Master this much.
Although Mrs. Liu is old, her body has always been strong. After all, she is an old woman who has been supported by the second and third wives of the Hou family. She also knows that her "son-in-law" is special, although she is not capable of dominating things. , but these sweeping ladies under my command are extremely serious, and they must clean the blocks they have divided to a satisfactory degree.
If any mother-in-law dared to bluff and take offense, she would fight back without hesitation. It was not like she had offended someone before. No matter how small the "yamen" was, the water in it was deep, but Mother-in-law Liu just sat there "sweeping the floor". " remained unchanged in the position, and over time, everyone got used to it.
After all, it must be unusual for someone to live next door to the Hou Mansion.
A few days ago, Mrs. Liu was busy with her new grandson's [-]-day stay. She didn't do anything special, and she didn't take any gift money. Instead, she generously brought rice cakes, steamed buns, and red chicken to share with everyone.
On this day, Mrs. Liu brought a lot of things, still rice cakes, steamed buns, and red chicken.
Little monk Liao Fan reached out to take it, thanked him and asked curiously;
"Is this happening again?"
The aunties nearby laughed immediately.
Mrs. Liu also spat angrily:
"There's no way to lay a piglet like this. My uncle is back, and the Hundred Days Banquet has to be held again."
"Oh, this is really the mother-in-law's love for my uncle."
"It is said that the more mother-in-law looks at my uncle, the more she likes him. You really love him here more than your own son."
"Do you still have a daughter?"
"Go, go, go, don't talk nonsense. My uncle is good to me and my daughter. I don't like it. We feel sorry for others. This family has to be so close to each other and coax each other to live." It has to be smooth.”
The principle is this principle,
But being able to allow Mrs. Liu, who has always been thrifty, to give out two [-]-day gifts without accepting gift money made everyone really curious.
How can we live like this?
Mrs. Liu saw that everyone had arrived.
shouted:
"Leave it here to dry out the lice, get moving and start doing it!"
Everyone started to get busy,
About an hour later, a group of children suddenly ran over to the little monk Liao Fan and shouted:
"I see, I see, the old monk has gone crazy again."
Liao Fan looked at them and said, "Whose gourds are you interested in again?"
"No, no, the old monk threw all the gourds in his house into the street. Oh, you spent so much money to buy him all the gourds!"
……
And in the yard of Mrs. Liu’s house,
Lord Pingxi is sitting on the bench.
In the corner of the yard, there was a group of chickens huddled there. Previously, an old hen pooped chicken excrement next to Ping Xihou's boots, almost soiling the Hou's shoes. The Hou kicked the chicken away with one move. After "killing chickens and honoring chickens", the chickens no longer dared to approach the Marquis and act recklessly.
On the contrary, the duck walked in a circle around Ping Xihou with his chest raised and his head raised, extremely proud.
The sword master walked out with the child in his arms.
Lord Zheng said: "It's windy outside."
"The child needs to bask in the sun." Juggernaut said, "You didn't..."
The sword master stopped talking just in time.
Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and said, "Here, let me hug you."
The Sword Master handed the child to Zheng Fan, who held it in his arms.
In fact, when a child is just born, his face will have many wrinkles and will not look good. But just like an inflatable ball, a child who is a few months old is the cutest and most juicy. Well, as he grows older, he will have The obvious parental characteristics are not good-looking.
Tiantian is an exception. He has been a lucky baby since he was little.
"Oh, I really like children." Mr. Zheng said with emotion.
"If you like it, just do it yourself..."
The sword master stopped again.
Lord Zheng teased the child for a while, and the child cried.
The sword master took the child in to nurse, and then walked out.
Lord Zheng pointed at the chickens and said:
"Why raise so many chickens?"
"pregnancy……"
The sword master closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Very good, very good. Tomorrow I will have some chickens raised in the Marquis Mansion. The chickens I feed will taste good."
"So, what are you doing here today?" Sword Master asked.
"No, I just came to take a look. By the way, has the child been named?"
Not long after the Sword Master's child was born, he followed Zheng Fan to the snowy plains. After returning from the snowy plains, he went to Chu State again, which delayed the naming of the child.
However, there is no need to give a child a good name. These days, it is very common for children who are ten years old to not have a good name. Many Guizhou names are given when they need to be registered with the government and serve in corvee. If conditions permit, find an old man. Scholar, if you have no conditions, the scribe who made the book will take it for you.
"It's called Nianzu." Sword Master said, "Mr. Bei helped me get it."
Zheng Fan nodded. It seemed that the blind man had maintained a good relationship with neighbors during his absence.
"Nianzu, your name is quite good." Zheng Fan stretched out, "In the future, if you earn a title, you will be able to honor your ancestors."
The Sword Master's surname is Yu, which was the surname of the Jin Dynasty at that time.
"Three sentences cannot be separated from the title." The sword master shook his head, "After becoming a father, it is enough to hope that the child will be safe."
"You are you and the child is a child. You cannot impose your will on the child."
"Wait until you have a child..."
The sword master stopped again.
"Don't think I'm tacky. I can't say that I hope my child will eat and die in peace, right?"
"This is called tacky."
"No, haha." Mr. Zheng laughed. In fact, under the conceptual background of this era, making meritorious deeds, gaining fame and wealth is the right path and the broadest road;
The political status of merchants is also deliberately suppressed, and it is even more insulting to be an actor.
Being a painter, a singer, a dancer... well, none of them sounds good.
"Are you okay?" Sword Master asked curiously.
"Others don't know whether I am busy in the Hou Mansion on weekdays, but you still don't know?"
"I've never seen anyone as free and easy as you."
With such decentralization of power, there is no fear of being ignored.
"I'm not interested in living so tiredly. It's a good life like you, feeding chickens and ducks at home every day, and taking care of the baby."
"Then you hurry up and give birth..."
Zheng Fan looked at the Sword Master,
The sword master took back his words again.
Lord Zheng was slightly disappointed and said, "Old Yu, do you want a maid?"
"Need not."
"You see, my sister-in-law is taking care of the child now. If you come to be alone again, maybe you can give Nianzu a younger brother and sister. The child won't be alone when he grows up, right?"
The sword master couldn't bear it anymore.
road;
"If you want to give birth, give birth to yourself."
"Oh, you really told me that my Liqing is here, don't you think it's a coincidence?"
"..." Sword Master.
"By the way, I almost forgot. I'm going to buy some snacks on the street for her to take back to try. As you know, women tend to be naughty after they get pregnant."
"Aren't all the dim sum shops in Fengxin City the property of your Marquis?"
Go shopping at your own store?
"It's different. Food is food. The food brought back by the people below is different from the food bought by the men themselves."
It was difficult for the sword master to understand the logic of Zheng Fan's words.
"How about you accompany me to buy some?"
The sword master shook his head.
"Don't you want to experience it?"
"I bought something."
"But I'm afraid of assassins."
"This is Fengxin City. Are you going to Yingdu to buy snacks?"
"Sister-in-law, my brother Yu and I went out to buy you some snacks. Sister-in-law is waiting at home." Mr. Zheng shouted to the back room.
The woman in the room who was nursing her child heard this, but she really didn't know how to reply to Marquis Pingxi's words of "sister-in-law."
It's not good to be too separate, and too intimate would make you seem ignorant, so I just kept silent.
"Walk?" Lord Zheng looked at the Sword Master.
The sword master was helpless,
Pick up Long Yuan.
"Do you really have a sword?"
The sword master did not answer, but picked up two more baskets and placed them at both ends of the dragon's abyss.
"Okay." Lord Zheng nodded.
Next,
Lord Zheng went shopping accompanied by the Sword Master.
I bought a lot of snacks and other snacks. There was a basket in the front to put my own, and a basket in the back for the sword master to take back.
The sword master took up the burden and followed;
He finally understood that this Marquis had come to stand proudly in front of him.
However, the sword master was also happy for him.
Looking at the bustling and lively streets all around, I feel happy for the people here.
The Sword Master enjoys the peaceful years here, and also likes that the people here are not suffering from cold and depression. He has long been no longer interested in the "suffering" outside, and only hopes that the peaceful years in front of him can continue to be maintained.
maintained to,
His own son has grown up,
Even until his grandson appeared.
The tranquility here is inseparable from the existence of Pingxihou Mansion. If Pingxihou Mansion can be like Zhenbeihou Mansion and last for a hundred years, how many generations of people can live and work here in peace and contentment.
After Zheng Houye finished shopping, he planned to go home and go back through Xiqian Street.
The sword master carried two baskets of things and said, "There's more to eat."
"Picture auspicious."
"You still believe this."
Lord Zheng smiled and said, "Who doesn't like to hear auspicious words?"
at this time,
There was a crowd of people watching in front:
A crazy monk sat in front of a large gourd and shouted:
"Gourds and gourds, many children bring blessings; gourds and gourds, many children bring blessings!"
Lord Zheng in the crowd stopped.
At this time, the little monk ran back. Seeing the crazy look of the master, and looking at the gourds thrown all over the street, the little monk finally couldn't help it. He pinched the orchid fingers with his hands, touched his eyelids with his sleeves, and began to cry. , with an attitude of pity for me;
This apprentice is also ill.
"Suddenly I remembered that I seemed to have forgotten something." Mr. Zheng said.
"what's up?"
"I forgot that I seemed to have promised to build a temple for their master and apprentice."
"now what?"
Lord Zheng smiled and said,
Road:
"I remember."
(End of this chapter)