In mid-spring, the flowers are blooming, with some unopened buds and some early fading petals. The red flowers are piled at the foot of the steps, but the fragrance is still there, and I can't bear to trample on them.
The leaves of the garden branches have opened, and the greenery stretches among the branches, and spreads in the courtyard, with increasingly rich light and shadow. The wind moves the shadows, and the mountains are lovely.
It was the sleepy season of spring, and it was not advisable to go to bed after lunch. A tall young woman was playing with children in the courtyard, her bamboo horse swaying gently, her laughter cheerful and carefree.
Two girls were also squatting on the side, one was shaking a rattle, and the other was making all kinds of grimaces, making the children giggle non-stop, like the gurgling of clear springs and the tinkling of silver bells.
The young woman suddenly complained: "That's what men are like. Before getting married, they swear and swear, every spit and every nail, and they say the same thing. They wish they could show all their good qualities in front of your eyes... Look at it now, hum! Get up early."
He also said he would come back for lunch, but it has been less than three hours, and not even a ghost has been seen! Who knows where he went to hang out in a wine shop..."
The girl shaking the rattle comforted and said: "Perhaps Old Taoist Yuchi stayed behind to eat fast? Senior sister, although Senior Brother Fang is a bit cunning, he is sincerely good to you. There is no reason for troubles, they are brought on by others. Don't think too much.
Already."
The girl who was making faces also stopped what she was doing: "Besides, Senior Brother Chong Lingzi is following us! We just went to a wine shop to have a drink. We will come back later and interrogate them separately. We are not afraid that they will not tell the truth. Hehe!"
The young woman was Tang Juan. When she heard what the girl with the grimace said, she couldn't help but praise: "Junior sister Qin, this is a brilliant method! Even if the two of them intend to 'collude in confession', what they said will definitely not be completely consistent, and they will definitely be able to find out."
When a flaw comes out, that guy Fang Qidou feels guilty, and shakes everything out."
Qin Qing, a girl with a funny face, had a playful look on her face: "When I was young, my younger brother and I did bad things, and my parents used this trick to make excuses, and it worked every time. Then... my mother took a feather duster and chased me around the courtyard and beat me. Haha.
Ha ha!"
The rattle girl was naturally Cui Wan. She rolled her eyes at Tang Juan and said, "Senior Sister Cui, how can you be like you, colluding with outsiders to scheme against your husband? You really have no trust, and everything is in chaos."
Tang Juan stared back with a pair of wonderful eyes: "What do you know? Treating your beloved is like a kite. If you hold it close, it will not fly and it will be useless in the end. But if you let it fly, the string must be tightly pulled
If you die, never let go, otherwise if you accidentally let go and fly away, someone else will pick it up."
Cui Wan replied angrily: "Senior Sister Tang is a good steward of her husband, and Junior Sister bows to her with all her might!"
Tang Juan snorted softly: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences. If Junior Brother Yang comes back later, smelling of alcohol, sweat, and rouge, and you can still be calm and calm, I will admire you!"
Cui Wan's pretty face turned red: "Senior Sister, what are you talking about! I'm not Junior Brother Yang or anything like that, but he just spends his days drinking and having fun... It's none of my business!"
"But he called you Wan'er! Oh, it's so disgusting! Cack!" Tan Qing fanned the flames and said before jumping away with a smile.
"Xiao Nizi, how dare you make fun of me, senior sister! Look at the sword!" Cui Wan looked angry and chased after Tan Qing, but there was a hint of sweetness in his heart: He really treated me differently, I asked him to call me
"Wan'er", he called it so naturally...
The child riding the bamboo horse was named Fang Zijian. Suddenly he saw that the two little aunts no longer paid attention to him, but were chasing and fighting on their own. He couldn't help but twist his face, suppressed his grievance, and burst into tears with a loud voice.
When the two of them saw this, they immediately stopped and came over one after another, hurriedly starting to tease the children again.
Yang Chaoxi and Fang Qidou each finished two bowls of mixed porridge, then stood up again and bid farewell to the old beggar Long Zaitian. As they walked out, they turned to Fang Street in Nanshi.
Yang Chaoxi thought about the inexplicable appearance of two more disciples, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: He still had no food, clothing, and nowhere to stay. He ate and drank in the homes of Taoist friends like Fang Qidou every day. However, he took in two more disciples.
If a beggar becomes an apprentice, where will he go in the future? It’s quite nerve-wracking!
As I thought about it, I couldn't help but sketch a picture in my mind: I was in rags, holding a broken porcelain bowl, with little beans and little monkeys behind me. The three masters and disciples were kneeling on the street of Nanshi, hungry, begging for mercy... I thought of this.
, couldn't help but shudder, such an ending is not absolutely impossible.
The miserable scene he imagined quickly turned into uneasiness in his heart. Yang Zhaoxi made up his mind to ask Fang Qidou later if there was any business in Luoyang that was suitable for him and where he could make some money? As long as it was not robbing families, bullying the market, or cheating
Kidnapping... is a slightly off-the-grid business, but it's not unacceptable.
Fang Qidou wandered all the way, looking around and asking about prices from time to time. Not long after, he already had a small bag of plastic teethers in his arms, a few pottery dogs tied with strings, and a set of cute cloth tigers, ready to be brought to him.
The youngest son Fang Zijian.
This once cynical, flamboyant and frivolous Taoist brother of the ancestral son rarely showed his fatherly side. Yang Chaoxi looked sideways and was greatly surprised.
The old beggar from Nanshi has already seen it, and has memorized all the doubts that can be solved, and the clues that can be asked. The next thing to do is to follow several clues and line them up one by one to see what can be finally detected.
something.
Fang Qidou was thinking about his youngest son, and Yang Zhaoxi was thinking about the case. Both of them remained silent and returned north along the Beifang Gate of Nanshi.
With a muffled "buzz" sound, the red-lacquered black-headed door of the Fang family's residence slowly opened from the inside. What greeted Fang Qidou and Yang Chaoxi were not only the dedicated domestic servants, but also tall and tall people with slightly raised eyebrows.
Tang Juan. Looking back, there is Cui Wan who is hesitant to speak, and Tan Qing who has his hands on his hips.
The atmosphere was a little subtle...a subtle embarrassment. Fang Qidou was about to shrink his head when Tang Juan grabbed his ear with a jade hand and dragged him to the backyard. When the servants saw it, they all lowered their heads and tried not to laugh.
Speak up.
The scene in front of him caught him off guard. Yang Chaoxi was stunned when he suddenly felt pain on both sides of his waist. But it was Cui Wan and Tan Qing who suddenly bullied him and twisted the flesh around his waist.
Yang Chaoxi frowned and was about to ask a few questions, but the two girls tacitly held his arms behind his back and said almost in unison: "Shut up. I have something to ask you on the order of Senior Sister Tang."
After the two women finished speaking, they escorted him into the guest room, pressed him on an arm chair, and interrogated him carefully.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Fang Qidou cried out in pain, but he didn't dare to resist. Thoughts were racing in his mind:
Is the secret of hiding private property exposed? Or was it revealed last time when I went to Wenwenfang with the "Seven Heroes of Luozhong" to listen to music? Which slave is so bold and reckless that he talks nonsense in front of the lady? If you let me know, I will tell you tomorrow.
Ask the housekeeper to send it back.
Fang Qidou was held by Tang Juan until he entered the east wing, and was pushed over in front of the wooden couch. The youngest son Fang Zijian had been taken to the head of the house by the wise maid and was killed.
Tang Juan half-smiled but looked at Fang Qidou who was rubbing his ears: "Does Hu Ji from Heshang Winery look good?"
Fang Qidou was shocked, and then he remembered that he had sworn to Tang Juan a few days ago that he would give up drinking for half a year so that he could have another child with her before Qiufang set off. He couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed: "Not as good as...not as good as sister Juan."
One in ten thousand.”
Tang Juan's beautiful eyes widened and her eyebrows stood up: "Okay...Fang Qidou! Sure enough, you went to drink wine again! It seems that if you don't fight for three days, you will think that I, Tang Juan, am unfamiliar with fists and kicks! Don't hide!"
Your enemy who was cut to pieces by a thousand cuts..."
After Tang Juan finished speaking, her fists hit Fang Qidou with "crackling" sounds. Fang Qidou felt wronged in his heart, but did not dodge. He stood there blankly like a piece of wood, unable to fight back or scold him.
He opened his mouth and let Tang Juan vent her anger.
After beating for dozens of breaths, her fists and feet gradually softened. Tang Juan's shoulders trembled and she began to cry: "Why don't you fight back! Your squadron dared to kill even the Tibetan soldiers, and you are still afraid of a woman like me? Bastard!"
Ying Ying Ying..."
Fang Qidou knew that his wife was soft-hearted, so he returned to his cynical look, and slowly held Tang Juan in his arms: "Sister Juan, you still can't trust me, Fang Qidou? How can someone who doesn't even marry a concubine run away?
Go out and get involved with women? As for what the quack doctors say, don’t worry about it. Who said you can’t have sex after drinking alcohol? Will sex be harmful to the child? How about we give it a try today? "
As he spoke, Fang Qidou's restless hands had already untied Tang Juan's belt, and her pink and white floral dress suddenly fell down, revealing a thin brocade back and a short-sleeved jacket. Tang Juan wanted to break free, but was restrained by
Fang Qidou felt a strong force and pushed him down on the bed...
After some harmony between fish and water, Fang Qidou was satisfied, and Tang Juan's anger was completely gone. The two of them looked at the growing dusk outside the window, and clasped their fingers together, both speechless.
After a long time, the room became dark. Fang Qidou stood up to hold the lamp. Tang Juan called out sweetly: "I almost forgot! Junior Sister Cui and Junior Sister Qin are still questioning Junior Brother Yang! After so long,
I don’t know what’s going on?”
Fang Qidou held the lamp and turned around with a surprised look on his face: "Who taught you the method? You separated the two of us for questioning, even if you put us in a prison... that's the only way to do it, right?"
Tang Juan's face turned red and she spat: "Who told you two to go to the Heshang Restaurant to have a drink and cheer for the Tianzhu Dancer? If you have no evil intentions, are you afraid of us interrogating you?"
Fang Qidou cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Mei Juan is very aware of everything and can't hide anything from you. Let's go over and have a look. Don't let the three of us cause any further discord..."
Fang Qidou and Tang Juan walked to the front yard, and only two nurses were walking around. Fang Qidou made a "silence" gesture, and the nurses recognized it, silently turned to the other side, and disappeared in a
In the moon gate.
The two of them tiptoed, quietly approaching a guest room that made a noise, squatting down outside the door, and listened carefully to what was going on in the room.
"Ta! Ta, Ta!" A crisp voice sounded, accompanied from time to time by the conversation between the man and the woman. The man was naturally Yang Chaoxi, but the woman was Cui Wan. It was not sure whether Tan Qing was also there.
I just heard Yang Chaoxi say suddenly: "Wan'er is indeed a lady of the family. This move of chess uses the right and the wrong, and the needle is hidden in the cotton. It is really powerful. Before the middle of each game, my disadvantage suddenly became apparent, and I had no ability to counterattack."
Cui Wan smiled softly: "I'm being too modest about Lingzi. Your chess moves are actually extraordinary. You seem to be playing steadily and steadily, but the layout is incredible. For example, I didn't pay much attention to your idle chess move at first, but when I realized it, it was able to compete with the tragic
The places are connected together, thus bringing the dead back to life."
Yang Chaoxi also smiled and said: "This is all thanks to the teachings of Guanzhu Gongsun. He always said that playing chess is like using soldiers. It is nothing more than bullying a few with more, and calculating mentally but not intentionally. So at the beginning of the game, he had already decided on the strategy of the chess game.
I already know clearly where to hold, where to set up an ambush, where to feign attack, and where to resist. As for the moves, I just pick them up and adapt to changes. Although I make mistakes in small things, I don't lose in the overall situation. Well, I have only scratched the surface.
.”
After Cui Wan heard these words, he exclaimed: "What a Chong Lingzi! It turns out that here, here, and here are all ambushes set by you! I didn't even notice it. Then why didn't you in the first few rounds?
Are you going to admit defeat after playing? If I continue, I will definitely lose."
At this time, another pleasant female voice suddenly sounded: "Giggle! Don't you understand? Senior brother Chong Lingzi was afraid that you would be unhappy if he won, so he surrendered! Alas! Senior sister didn't appreciate it.
"
Fang Qidou and Tang Juan were both clear-eyed, so the female voice came naturally from Tan Qing's mouth. It turned out that the three of them did not quarrel because of the cross-examination, but instead played chess leisurely and contentedly.
Thinking of this, Tang Juan pushed the door open and entered, followed closely by Fang Qidou. However, the scene in front of them still surprised the two of them:
Yang Chaoxi was seen standing upside down on the wooden couch with one hand, playing chess with the other hand like flying. He was having a lively game with Cui Wan, who was sitting cross-legged. Tan Qing was sitting cross-legged aside, holding his chin with his hands, watching the battle intently.
Tang Juan coughed lightly and said sternly: "I asked you two little girls to interrogate him and ask him how he was doing? He didn't come over to reply. It's leisure and elegance to play chess here..."
Before Tang Juan finished speaking, Cui Wan flicked his brocade sleeves and spread out a good game of chess: "Chong Lingzi! Tell Senior Sister Tang frankly about all the good things you and Fang Qidou did at noon.
Clearly. In this position, you are not allowed to come down!"
Tan Qing waved a feather duster, suppressed a smile, and slapped Yang Zhaoxi on the buttocks through the snow-white undergarments: "Try it from the truth! Don't hide it..."