After Shen Yiyi gave her husband the medicine, she turned around and saw her father-in-law walking in, and quickly saluted him and said hello. She was a pretty woman with a look of a jade from a small family. She was the wife of the young master of the Li family, Li Wei, and had been married to her for three years.
"Well, is Wei'er feeling better?"
Li Siyi nodded and asked his daughter-in-law.
Shen Yiyi sighed softly, with a hint of sadness between her brows: "It's still the same. It's hot in summer and I feel stuffy. Maybe it will be better in a few days."
Li Siyi hummed. Seeing that his son was so sick that he didn't even have the strength to talk to himself, he couldn't help but sigh deeply and said to his daughter-in-law, "It's getting late. You guys should get some rest earlier."
After leaving his son's room, Li Siyi began to inspect. His courtyard is very large, and the Li family's papermaking workshop is located in his home. Naturally, the place cannot be too small, so the location of the courtyard is relatively remote in Jinan City. It is built in Beicheng
A place near water.
Li Siyi only has one son, but he has been frail and sick since childhood. Mr. Li is so old that he cannot rely on his son's help, so he can still manage the family business by himself. Although he has hired his two nephews to help, they are not his biological sons after all.
, seeing that he was getting old, that his son could not support the family, and that he had no grandchildren to inherit the family business, Mr. Li was also worried.
The Li family ran a papermaking workshop. In the early Ming Dynasty, there were government-run papermaking factories and private handicraft workshops. Papermaking was an important handicraft industry in the Ming Dynasty. A lot of paper from the government-run workshops was sold abroad, while the private ones were mainly
For domestic sales, those who opened papermaking workshops were called trough households. The paper produced by the Li family supplied several big booksellers in Jinan, and the family was very wealthy.
The Li family's papermaking mainly uses young bamboo and wood as raw materials. Bamboo needs to be transported from the south, which is more expensive. However, bamboo paper is white and tough, and can be used to make high-quality paper. It is still very marketable. Ordinary
Paper is made from trees, including printed books, New Year pictures, couplets, wallpapers, and even straw paper, money paper, etc. The Li family workshop has it all.
"Finishing" room, fermentation tank, shed for stacking bamboo and wood...
Li held a lantern outside and inspected each item one by one to see how they were stacked and cleaned, and whether there were any remaining fires. It was getting late, and the hired workers had already left. In the courtyard, except for the young and old of the Li family, two nephews, and two long-term workers, there were only
There was no one else around, so it seemed a bit deserted. Originally, I could just let my nephew go through these things, but Mr. Li has been working in the field all his life and is used to checking by himself.
"My boss, Dasheng Bookstore sent a clerk over to order a batch of paper urgently."
A long-term worker led a store clerk to greet him. Mr. Li stopped beside the bamboo pile, raised a lantern to shine, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's Yao Haoxuan, what can I do?"
The visitor was in his early twenties, a clerk from Dasheng Bookstore, named Yao Haoxuan, and Yuan Li was very familiar with him.
Yao Haoxuan let out a slight wine burp, hurriedly covered up the smell of alcohol, and saluted with a smile: "Executive member Li, I'm disturbing you by coming so late. That's what happened. The imperial court issued an order that from now on, the north and south will be ranked according to their talents.
Many scholars in Jinan Prefecture who originally only wanted to be a scholar and wanted to leave it at that have become energetic and want to go a step further and win an exam or something. As a result, the subset of classics and history that need to be purchased and read, and the eight-part essays are in short supply.
Our shopkeeper, He, plans to rush ahead of other stores to print a batch and sell it to the scholars. Just take a look at how much paper is needed."
Yao Hao
Smiling from ear to ear, he agreed: "Okay, okay, no problem. Just tell Shopkeeper He and we will deliver the goods in time. We are all old friends, so there is no need for this deposit. We will settle the accounts together at that time."
While talking, several figures quietly entered Li's house.
A steamed bun filled with meat was thrown along the ground. The old yellow dog raised by the Li family just barked, smelled the scent and rushed forward, grabbing the steamed bun in one mouthful. "Pfft!" A figure rushed out, holding in his hand.
With a swipe of the knife, the yellow dog whimpered and fell to the ground.
Several figures quickly sneaked into the courtyard of the Li family. The leader was Niu Buye, who was very familiar with the Li family. Several people quickly rushed to the long-term worker's room. A long-term worker was sitting in front of the stove, cooking rice, and the red fire reflected the light.
With a smile on his face. When he heard footsteps behind him, he didn't pay attention. He just thought it was another friend coming back. He stuffed a few more dry firewood into the stove, then straightened up and said casually: "Brother Li,
Go get some pickles and peel a few green onions."
"puff!"
A thick door pole hit him hard on the head. His head immediately looked like a cracked egg. Blood and brain matter flowed out. Because the skull collapsed, both of his eyeballs were squeezed out of their sockets.
His body was still sitting in front of the stove. He stiffened for a moment, then fell forward, half of his face lying on the edge of the iron pot, which made a sizzling sound.
The heat of the cooked rice in the pot burned his face. The man behind him turned around and left. The fire in the stove gradually spread outward, first burning his front, and then his whole person fell into the fire and became a burning man.
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Li Zhong was Li Siyi's eldest nephew. He drank two ounces of yellow soup in the evening and became slightly tipsy. Not long after he went back to his room and lay down, he felt the need to urinate, so he threw down his cattail leaf fan, took off his shoes, hummed a tune and rushed to the latrine to unbutton his pants.
As soon as he started to release the water, a pair of strong and powerful hands stretched out from behind, strangled his throat and pulled him back hard.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, Li Zhong didn't say a word, and the humming stopped abruptly. As soon as the man let go, Li Zhong fell down, half of his body fell into the toilet, and he was stuck there until he died.
know what happened.
Li Gui is Li Zhong's brother. He is married and lives in a separate room. His wife is pregnant with Liujia, and the couple is lying on the bed, talking happily. The weather is hot, and neither of them wears much.
, the lady was wearing a small dress, her arms and thighs were exposed, Li Gui simply lay there naked, with only a cattail leaf fan placed on his belly, and the light of the oil lamp was dim, so he couldn't see anything clearly.
There was a soft "click" sound, and the locked door was pushed open. The door bolt was probably filled with oil and made no sound. If it weren't for the squeaking sound when the door was opened, Li Gui wouldn't have noticed it at all.
"Who?"
Li Gui jumped up naked and shouted angrily. The person who came had already rushed to the kang and knocked him over with a punch. He stretched out his hand to pull the sheets, covered them up, and dragged the couple to the ground together.
"Bang! Porphyrin..."
The fists and kicks hit the meat and sandbag like a violent storm, and it was extremely heavy. The couple only screamed a few times before falling silent. The three big men snorted coldly and ran out of the room. Under the sheets, dark blood flowed gurglingly.
come out……
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Li Yuanwai was knocked unconscious. He was talking to Yao Haoxuan, a clerk at Dasheng Bookstore. The long-term worker next to him suddenly screamed and thrust forward, revealing a half-foot-long steel knife on his chest. Li Yuanwai was startled, and the sword in his hand
The lantern suddenly fell to the ground, and the order form also flew down. Immediately after, the bookstore clerk Yao Haoxuan, who was about to bow and salute, also screamed miserably and fell to the ground clutching his stomach tightly.
A big man pulled out a bloody steel knife from his waist and gave Li Yuanwai a ferocious smile. The lantern on the ground burned, and Li Yuanwai took a look through the firelight and recognized this man as Ling Potian, a close disciple of the leader Niu Buye. He pointed
Just as Ling Potian was about to scream loudly, he received a heavy slap on the back of his head, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
When he woke up from the coma, he found that he had been dragged back to the living room, his hands and feet were tied behind his back, and tied tightly to the pillar, with a hemp rope in his mouth, like a horse's bit, as long as it was tightened
I couldn't shout at all.
Niu Buye sent someone to look out outside, but he didn't know that someone was already secretly watching their every move. Before he sent someone to look out outside the hall, the person was already hiding in the shadow behind the pillars of the front hall.
Got up.
The lights were brightly lit in the living room, and there were several men with knives standing around. Sitting at the top was a man with a majin knife. When Li Yuanwai saw it, he could not help but feel chills in his bones: "Niu Buye!" He was wanted by the government all over the city.
Not only did Niu Buye not run away, but he also sat right in front of him!
"My husband! My husband! Dad, my husband is dying."
Suddenly hearing screams, Officer Li turned his head and saw that his old wife was tied to another living room with a ball of rag stuffed in her mouth. Her son was lying on the ground with a purple-black blood stain in front of him. His daughter-in-law
He was lying on his son's body, calling for help urgently.
His son was not beaten, but his body was too weak. He was dragged into the hall and thrown to the ground. He spit out a mouthful of dirty blood and fainted.
"Niu Buye! You tricked me into joining the club and defrauded me of my money. What are you going to do now?"
Member Li didn't know whether his son was alive or dead, so he turned to Niu Buye suddenly and asked with eyes splitting.
Niu Buye sat on the Grand Master's chair, with one foot on the footrest in front of him, and said solemnly: "Li Siyi, you betrayed the sect and betrayed your brothers. You should know what will happen to you."
"Did I betray the sect? If you hadn't lied to me and said that if I joined the religion, worshiped the Buddha, and devoted myself to practice, I could become an immortal, attain enlightenment, and live forever. If you hadn't said that if I joined the religion, I would be able to avoid all kinds of swords, wars, diseases, sufferings, and disasters, I would have lived a normal life.
What kind of education did I get? But what good did I get after joining the sect? My son stopped taking the medicine, but his illness became worse and worse, and he didn’t get better at all. I was worried all day long, and you were blackmailing me from money all the time. I worked hard to save
Could it be that the fallen belongings were blown by the strong wind..."
"Tell him to shut up!"
Niu Buye became so angry that the rope in Mr. Li's mouth was suddenly tightened, and he couldn't speak anymore.
Niu Buye said coldly: "Place the incense table, offer sacrifices to Bailian, carve out his heart, and pay homage to the spirits of our brothers in heaven!"