Chapter 227

The rocking chair in Zhuyuan is still clean. Four years ago, fourteen years later, a kind-hearted old scholar liked to sit there and occasionally talked about Lingyun's learning. After that, he would smile and say that there was some truth.

Then he would listen to the little Lingyun who was reading in the yard. He gradually lost his voice and said gently, "Xiao Yun, it's time to cook. Mr. is hungry."

Xiao Lingyun suddenly woke up and began to read aloud. Sometimes Lingyun would sleep for a long time, so before going to bed, she would ask her husband: "Sir, how is the wife on the west side of Liangcheng? Her steamed buns are the best; A small wine shop nearby is made from pears. It's cheap and easy to drink; The potatoes and chicken nuggets in the restaurants in the center of the city are the best, some of them are expensive... "Then Xiao Lingyun fell asleep.

Ling Yun gently stroked the handle of the rocking chair. It was very smooth. He did it many times to make this one. It was just to repay the kindness of his husband's adoption. Later, he cooked for the kindness of his professor's learning. The evil thoughts and murderous intentions hidden in his heart were that he was afraid that he would be disappointed. When he grew up, he felt that he could not repay his kindness all his life.

He sat down slowly, rocking his chair, looking at the snow outside, and said in a low voice: "steamed buns in the West City, pear blossom wine beside, a plate of chicken in January..."

Every time he eats meat, Mr. drunkard is like a cat smelling fishy smell. He will drop his head on the roof, come out of the window, and shout under the table, "Xiao Lingyun, you don't call me when you eat meat."

In his spare time, Ling Yun would go to the mountains to collect some medicinal materials and sell them in the city. He would come back with a bundle of firewood to make a fire. So for so many years, although he had a hard time, he was calm, full and satisfied.

Ling Yun sometimes picks a lot of herbs, so he gives enough money for a few days to the old shopkeeper of the drugstore. The old shopkeeper asks Ling Yun, "you're not living well, so why don't you make more money?"

"Of course, I want to make more money, but these are enough for my life. I can still save some money. But there will always be people who are sick and have a worse life than me. If I go to see a doctor and buy medicine, I will sell it to them at a lower price." Xiao Lingyun answered truthfully.

"Then why don't you ask me to give it to them?" Asked the old shopkeeper.

After thinking about it, Xiao Lingyun probably had some bad memories, and then said, "once or twice, the shopkeeper is kind-hearted, but more times, the shopkeeper is not good."

So when the season changes every year, Ling Yun always gets some bacon and pickles made by his wife from the old shopkeeper of the drugstore. After returning to Zhuyuan, he can change his taste.

When Ling Yun was a child, he had hatred in his heart, but he was not very heavy. As he grew older and read more books, he had more hatred. When his husband did not allow him to practice, Ling Yun felt that his husband did not let him take revenge. Later, he realized that when he practiced early, read more books and knew more, he would have more hatred and evil thoughts in his heart. If he did not practice enough, he could not practice.

So sometimes when he gets angry with his husband, he has to be punished. But Ling Yun never cries, doesn't cry, and doesn't admit his mistake. Even he thinks that his husband is not so good. Sometimes Ling Yun even thinks that his husband is sent by the dog emperor of Zhao song to watch him.

It's not always good luck to go up the mountain to collect herbs. There are many wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains. Ling Yun unfortunately met a black leopard on a summer evening. When he was younger, he grew up on the border. Later, when he was exiled, he met some of them. Xiao Ling Yun's first reaction was to run away. He didn't feel pain when he stumbled, but he was very distressed when he spilled the herbs.

It's hard to escape the Panther, but forget the mountain road. Because of the bloody smell of the wound, Xiao Lingyun doesn't dare to run around. In summer, there are many rainstorms, so Lingyun hides in a small cave, applies medicine to himself, holds his legs and waits for the dawn. Maybe he can find the way back to Zhuyuan.

That night, an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a raincoat, a hat and a lantern, yelled and searched all over the mountains and said, "Xiao Yun, where are you? Sir, I won't fight you any more. Come out quickly... "

Then the next morning, the clean man was covered with mud and a dirty little boy on his back. He said, "Why are you so naughty? I have to beat you first when I go back!"

"The medicine is gone." Xiao Lingyun said in a low voice.

"I don't want you to be so interested in reading and practicing calligraphy..."

"No meat this month."

"After finishing the board, take a good bath and have a good meal. If you feel not tired, go and get it back. Let the rough man next door take you. He has a lot of meat and is tight. When the black leopard bites him, you can run easily..."

"Sir, I still miss the meat."

"I respect your efforts..."

Ling Yun, sitting on the rocking chair, laughs inexplicably. He is thinking about the meat and the wine. But where is the husband and the wine now?

He felt the green jade hairpin on his head. He didn't know where it was. It seemed that he was alone most of the time, but in fact he was not alone most of the time. The clothes were given by Mr. Meng, the hairpin was given by elder martial brother, and there was a younger elder martial brother in charge of the capital.

Ling Yun shakes his rocking chair. The pain of tearing and twisting his soul and body keeps him awake all the time. "I know you have spirit. Of course, you should understand what I say. I'm going to take you. Will you follow me?"

After Ling Yun finished, there was no movement at all, so he had to sit on the rocking chair and turn over his books. It was only at night that Ling Yun opened the door of the kitchen. He remembered that green clothes seemed to be in Liangcheng, and he would bring her here tomorrow. He was used to busy people, and seemed to be afraid of coldness. Life, cooking, smoke curling, Lingyun just feel real enough, that in the border with a not long time, but precocious child, later suffered a lot, until he was brought to this bamboo garden by his husband, just feel the real and peaceful world.

After eating and cleaning the room, Ling Yun went back to his study, lit the oil lamp and began to practice calligraphy. Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so he had to find something to do. Ling Yun believed that before he was used to the pain, he would get used to not sleeping. There were many bamboo buildings in Zhuyuan, and the houses were usually on the second floor. From the middle, there were rooms for himself and his husband, They also have their own study.

Different from the bamboo house of Mr. drunkard, they always have the most study rooms here. Unlike Mr. drunkard, they have the most wine jars. They have passed Lingyun, one of the four continents of Kyushu. Of course, the bamboo here is not ordinary. The bamboo house is not simple, but he doesn't care about it. Since Mr. drunkard is willing to live here, there should be no problem. Mr. drunkard won't hurt himself.

The next morning, Ling Yun went to pick up green clothes and came to live for a while. The girl was very hearty. If she was abducted again, it would be very bad. Just before he went to pick up green clothes, Ling Yun remembered that he seemed to have no money to go into Liangcheng again. It was very hard. Moreover, he didn't know which ones were the fifty mountains. He couldn't find them one by one

So at the gate of Liangcheng City, there was a thin scholar in blue shirt. He found a pier and sat down, thinking about how to get some money from these people. As for the idea of going in to see the old man, it would cost a lot of money“ Alas

Ling Yun sighs heavily and looks up at the sky with his chin. He squats for a whole day. As a result, people in the city have more conversation. Most of them have never been out of Liangcheng, and they can't go out now. Liangcheng is a small city. Since he was promoted to xiaotiandi, there is only one Liangcheng left, and the surrounding counties have moved to other places, Of course, those who are willing to enter Liangcheng will not be stopped.

Some people say that a green shirt scholar squatting at the door has no money to enter the door and can't see his beloved girl. Who's the girl? She has been married many years ago, and now all her children are in soy sauce.

Some people say that this is a scholar who went out from Liangcheng to take the exam in those years. He failed in the exam. Now even his family has made progress. Look at the appearance of starvation, it's not promising

Anyway, he can't escape the reputation of a poor scholar. Of course, Ling Yun doesn't know anything about it. A passing teenager threw down a generation of money to Ling Yun. "Don't wait. You can't get in. If you take the money, find a place, buy a shop and do some business, your lower body is still rich."

Ling Yun raised his head and said gently: "girl..."

The girl has disappeared. Ling Yun weighs her purse and thinks that she may have to wait here for some time. At night, the girl appears here. She stands in front of Ling Yun and asks softly, "why haven't you gone yet?"

Ling Yun took out the money bag and handed it to the girl, "I'm not short of money, thank you."

The girl didn't receive the money from Lingyun. She said with a smile, "I know, I know, you scholars love face. Then I'll lend you this, and you can pay me back when you have money."

"I'm not really a down and out scholar..." Ling Yun explained.

The girl waved her hand and looked closely at Ling Yun. Her eyes were full of blood. There were a large circle of black eyes. She was as thin as skin and bone. Besides her clean clothes, what was not enough?

"There's no need to explain. My grandfather said that it's a good thing that people can't help themselves when they are in the river and lake. It's a good thing that they can get along well with each other." The girl left with her hands on her back.

Ling Yun looked down at the purse in his hand and said in his heart: "are you such a wise and powerful scholar?"

Caiwei takes Green's hand and comes over together. Standing in front of Lingyun, green embraces Lingyun, "good man, do you want to miss me?" They got the news from the spy. They knew that Ling Yun was back here, but now they don't seem to have any money to enter Liangcheng. Naturally, many mountains in Liangcheng can't enter.

Ling Yun took the green clothes off his body and rubbed his head. "If I don't want you, what am I doing here?"

"Maybe you are like my sister Caiwei."

"Not big or small," Lingyun knocked a chestnut on green clothes and said to Caiwei, "are you ok?"

"Very good," Caiwei said with a smile. "Do you have a place to live?"

"Well, on the other side of the bamboo garden," Ling Yun said mildly, "where is wealth?"

"How did you become like this?" Caiwei is very distressed, but I haven't seen her for a long time. The boy who played with her at the beginning was so thin.

Ling Yun said with a smile, "there's something wrong with practice. There's no big problem."

"I'll take green clothes to live in Zhuyuan for a few days. You and Fugui will come over when they have time to help me bring some gifts to some old people in the city," Ling Yun said gently. "No one is bothering you about business?"

"It's OK. These are all run by the rich and noble. I'm just doing accounting and helping to keep an eye on some news in the city. I'm more relaxed." Caiwei goes with Lingyun. Maybe now Lingyun doesn't know the weight of the bamboo garden. People from other parts of Kyushu want to live in the bamboo garden. Money is not a problem, but they are not qualified.

Caiwei doesn't plan to tell Lingyun about it. Anyway, let him keep it in the dark.

"Well, if someone embarrasses you, look for Fang Chao and the rest of your life. There are more friars and more right and wrong. You are so good-looking," Ling Yun thinks of Du Juan. "It's better to be less public."

"Afraid I'll be robbed?"

Ling Yun did not answer.

……

At the beginning of spring in March, Ling Yun planed out the Dragon elephant from the ground. He said with some disgust, "thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, don't look down on people."

Dragon elephant light shock, meaning as if to say: none of my business.