The daily life of the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, thick black

Chapter 49 Zhou Daoxin

Appreciate plum blossoms outside and arrange banquets inside.

In the plum garden, the sons and daughters are fighting for literary talents, and they have written a poem to comment on.

Zhang Tingyu was unremarkable as usual, but Long Kedo, who had always been regarded as a reckless man, suddenly performed surprisingly.

"Today's song seems to have suddenly opened up. There seems to be someone in the Tong family?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? Don't you know that Shibie will treat each other with admiration for three days? This is called a sudden change!"

Longkodao is not ashamed of his words, and he is very happy in his heart.

Although this poem is not perfect, compared with him in the past, it is really a heaven and an earth.

The matter of finding Zhang Tingyu to catch the knife was quite top secret, and no one found out at all. Everyone thought that he changed after Tong Guogang passed away.

However, many people came up to comfort Longkodo, saying that it would be fine for him to continue like this.

Although the children of Manchuria do not need to pass the imperial examinations like the Han people, at least they need to be able to read and write, and Longkodo is no exception.

Now that he came back from the limelight, he had a conversation with Zhang Tingyu. He was always ignorant, so he randomly grabbed someone around him and tried it. No wonder Second Young Master Zhang didn't despise him, but grabbed a knife for him instead.

Longkoduo said happily, "Second Young Master is really amazing..."

Zhang Tingyu smiled and only nodded.

The literati here were talking, and after a while, it was time for the noon banquet, and they all got up and went back along the garden path.

The female guests packed up, and Gu Huaishu and the others were led away.

Seeing that the popularity is good, only the Chen family and Li Zhen'er, one of these two is the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, and the other is the jewel in the palm of Mr. Li Guangdi. They know many people and come to curry favor with them.When it was Gu Huaishu's and Sun Lianqiao's turn, they naturally became miserable.

In particular, Gu Huaixiu was originally a person with a bad reputation, but suddenly got lucky and was praised casually by the emperor, which reversed the original disadvantage.But looking at her face, I'm afraid not many people have the courage to come up to her and talk to her.

Those who are too ugly can't join Gu Huaixiu, but it happens that Li Zhen'er, a beautiful and beautiful woman, is at his table. It's so embarrassing, no one dares to come.

When seated, the front and back of the house are separated, with a large hallway in the middle, and a back hall for rest on each side, with chess boards and tea sets.

But at the front table, there were still a lot of guests.

Gu Huaishu sat down, and after a quick scan, he found that there were still eight people at a table, but apart from the original three, only one of the remaining four was Miss Nalan Wanrong. She was well-known in the capital. She is a talented woman, and even has her own collection of poems flowing out of the boudoir, and she is also one of the sponsors of this plum banquet.

As for the other person who spread the invitation, it was naturally her brother Nalan Kui.

Ms. Wanrong was born dignified, so she naturally has the demeanor of everyone, even if she is sitting at the table with Li Zhen'er and Gu Huaishu, she doesn't feel that she will be ignored.Li Zhen'er dressed up on purpose, more like a lotus flower coming out of clear water. Relatively speaking, Gu Huaixiu is a little more low-key, but there is a word that is a bit conceited, but it is similar to describe Gu Huaixiu: born Beauty is hard to give up on.

Even though she was dressed casually, the simple clothes made people feel that her face was far more colorful than her clothes, and she was so disgusting.

Nalan Wanrong has a good relationship with Li Zhen'er, so now she just glances at Gu Huaishu.

Although she was born beautiful, her family status is not high, and even though she is married to a high-ranking woman, she is only the second daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, so there is no value in attracting her for the time being.

With such a judgment, Nalan Wanrong's attitude during the banquet became clear.

The interaction between boudoirs has always been like this, there are four married people at this table, and four who are not married, chatting with each other.Some people heard that Sun Lianqiao could mix incense, so they all came to ask her, but Sun Lianqiao said: "I only know how to mix some, but I dare not go out and mix it with others. If my father finds out, he will definitely scold her. Incense is also medicine, and you should still give it to me." Use sparingly."

This is a piece of advice for her, and she uses it cautiously, if she doesn't know about incense and still wants to use it, she will only bring herself into trouble.

But no one took what she said seriously, and the topic changed after a while.

The dishes were served plate by plate, and all of them were named elegantly. Most of the dishes were served with plum blossoms, and everyone boasted of their elegance.

However, Gu Huaishu felt sick to his stomach. Plum blossom tea, plum blossom vegetables, and even white rice were said to be prepared with plum blossom juice... All of them were stained with plum blossoms, as if they could take over the "Plum Blossom Banquet" The word "mei" is average.

People say that plum blossoms are noble and pure, but today they all lay on the dinner table and were eaten by them, so it is not necessarily noble.

The plum blossoms in Mingzhu Mansion are all like this, and the people are even less worth mentioning.

Gu Huaishu felt disgusted, and had to stuff it slowly until everyone felt sick, so it could probably stop.

Thinking this way in her heart, she wished that someone would be like her and quickly put down the chopsticks.

But waiting left and right, everyone can bear it, everyone is smiling and eating happily...

If it wasn't for the presence of everyone at this moment, Gu Huaishu would have called Xiao Shifang to come, and dumped the vegetables on the table to feed the pigs.

No, no, be careful with your words, how can you say that you are feeding pigs, be careful with your words...

Constantly giving myself psychological comfort, and doing ideological work at the same time, Gu Huaishu's mouth is full of strange tastes, and he only misses the scallion pancakes and mapo tofu made by Xiao Shifang, spicy crab noodles and lion heads...

Ugh……

appetite.

Gu Huaishu complained in his heart, he was so helpless that he was about to accept his fate, he never thought that there would be such a ruthless person who could make both male and female guests stop their chopsticks.

This young master came in from outside the hall, and there seemed to be someone beside him, chatting while walking.

As the footsteps got closer, the sound got closer.

"Brother Zhou doesn't seem to take the atrocities of King Zhou of Shang seriously?"

"King Zhou's atrocities are of no benefit to the common people, and he deserves to be destroyed, but in terms of means, he is not very powerful."

"The punishment of cannon fire is so cruel, isn't it powerful?"

"What is this? In the Han Dynasty, there was a cruel official Zhang Tang, who studied all kinds of punishments. Among them, there were wise ones, who were tricky and delicate, and they were much better than King Zhou."

As he was talking, the man became interested. As he walked, he said: "Master Mingzhu's mansion is holding a plum banquet today, which has something to do with plum blossoms. I also think of a punishment, which has some meaning."

Although the guests on both sides could not see the face of this "Brother Zhou", they could hear this man's voice and words, and knew that he should be a scholar.

Everyone pricked up their ears to listen, and for some reason became a little timid.

What punishment was mentioned at the Plum Yin Banquet, how did this person get in?Could it be that they are looking for bad luck?
Gu Huaixiu muttered, but finally he was able to quietly put down the chopsticks first.

The man didn't seem to notice that the voices from both sides disappeared, he only smiled and said: "There is a kind of elegant punishment, called plum blossom knife, which is used for skinning hands."

peel?

Before everyone thought about the punishment, the man had already continued talking.

"The plum blossom knife is shaped like a plum blossom, but it only has four petals and four blades in four directions. Bury a person in the soil, leaving only one head, and then start with the head bone of the person, and draw a line with the blade in one direction. Come on, all four times, but it must be in the shape of a "cross". Then peel off the scalp and pour tribute into it. The tribute is very heavy, and the skin and flesh are separated. The person cannot bear the severe pain, so he has to struggle desperately in the pit. After an hour, the skin and flesh are separated, and the flesh and blood body without skin is reborn? This cross emerges from the opening, with a swipe, just like the stuffing of thin-skinned wontons falling out, so beautiful..."

"Clap."

Someone dropped chopsticks on the table.

The man was still walking, and had already entered the door of the men's room, but suddenly saw that there was no one around him: "Brother Xu? Where's Brother Xu?"

The person disappeared, so it was natural to look for it. The man surnamed Zhou didn't seem to notice the strange atmosphere, and turned around to look.

"Brother Xu" who had just accompanied Zhou's surname Wensheng in just now had his legs weak, and he fell under the wall, unable to walk.

"Brother Xu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Let me take a look for you?"

"No, no, no, no, no..."

Gu Huaishu's hands also trembled slightly, and she glanced at Li Zhen'er and Nalan Wanrong, who were not looking very well, and suddenly felt that they must be fine this time.

This week, when the male guest surnamed Zhou said such words, both sides fell silent, probably both of them were frightened.

A table of food related to plum blossoms, everyone should lose their appetite after seeing it.

No one would care if Gu Huaixiu ate or not.

This person came here, is it just off-putting?
His face was pale with fright, his hands were shaking non-stop, and he had already fallen limp and slid off the table...

It's not that this method is too terrifying, but that such a vicious method has never been heard in the boudoir. Even if a woman can read and write, she will not dabble in such strange methods.

Even if Gu Huaishu reads it mixedly, he has never seen such a book in this life.

What she has more is the accumulation brought earlier.

She has seen these punishments, but she doesn't think they are more disgusting than what this Zhou said.

Literati, with a sharp tongue, even described peeling human skin as eating wontons. I am afraid that there will be no need to eat wontons in the future, and I will think of these things when I eat them.

There was silence on both sides for a while, and then the man surnamed Zhou tossed into the male guest's table.

As the host, Nalan Kuixu didn't want to shake his face. He only regretted that he didn't recognize the person, so why did he send an invitation to Zhou Daoxin?
This person is used to researching all sorts of tricky and weird things in history. He is said to be not doing his job properly, but he is very proficient in economics, strategy and theory.
He couldn't have a fit, so he forced a smile and greeted Zhou Daoxin.

Dressed poorly, Zhou Daoxin cupped his hands with Nalan Kuixu and gave him a painting fan.

Nalan Kui answered it, but couldn't help thinking about the flaying thing he said just now outside, always felt that the painting fan in his hand was very scary, thanked him, and threw it to the servant beside him.

Zhou Daoxin happened to sit at the table of Zhang Tingyu and Longkodo that day.

With a smile on his face, Zhou Daoxin gave Zhang Tingyu and others a hand, "Hi everyone, hello everyone, nice to meet you, nice to meet you."

"Hehe, nice to meet, nice to meet..."

Everyone laughed dryly, and only Zhang Tingyu looked normal among them.

But Longkodo was full of curiosity and excitement, and said: "The skinning method you just mentioned..."

Everyone's complexion changed, someone pinched him, he looked back, it was Nian Xiyao, he stopped talking immediately, and when he looked at everyone's expressions, he knew something was wrong, he smiled dryly, and he shut up.

Zhang Tingyu lowered his eyes in neither surprise nor surprise, and drank a glass of wine.

(End of this chapter)