Moth

When choosing the name of Silk Village, Lu Hanzhang was still in a state of trance. He spent every day wrestling with endless walnuts. Apart from chiseling walnuts, he spent the rest of his time researching which kind of cuisine made from walnuts would be better without walnuts. Weier, so the old man handed over the trivial matter of choosing a name to Xie Qingyun, which directly led to the unsatisfactory business of the Silk Village——Xie’s Silk Village, this is a place that is particularly easy to associate with The other two characters on the signboard are "Xie Shi".

So during the first six months of coming to Huarong, there was almost no business in Sizhuang.Lu Hanzhang, who never went out, once went for a walk in the street and suddenly found out that his silk shop had such an unlucky name.

After thinking about it, he gave it a new name - Haoshangsizhuang.

Zhuangzi and Huizi swim on Haoliang.Zhuangzi said: "Swift fish swim leisurely, which is the joy of fish." Huizi said: "You are not a fish, how do you know the joy of fish?" Zhuangzi said: "You are not me, how do you know that I don't know the joy of fish?" Huizi said "I am not a son, I do not know the son; I am not the fish, the son does not know the joy of the fish." Zhuangzi said: "Please follow the basics. The one who said, 'Ru'an knows the joy of fish', has already If you know what I know, ask me, and I know what I know."

Haoshang, taken from the meaning of "Haoshang has its own joy".

Then the business was booming like hell.

Xie Qingyun was so busy every day that Lu Hanzhang came to help him with his conscience, but he refused him very proudly—who knows that his hair turned gray last time, and what will happen this time, Xie Qingyun I really can't afford the risk.

He had just finished handling a few pieces of brocade from Sichuan in the morning, and his buttocks hadn't warmed up yet. Xie Yitong came running profusely in sweat. When he met him, he didn't even take a breath, and said with a crackling voice: "Second brother is not good. A group of hooligans came to the house! Big brother told you not to go home, and told me to lie to you that he blew up the stove.”

... This little kid didn't know who he learned his cleverness from. He explained the situation clearly, and even sold Lu Hanzhang out of the way.

Xie Qingyun usually has to deal with a variety of things and people, who are a bit older than those years when she was a Hengmen cabinet.He thought, he and Lu Hanzhang don't usually walk around the neighborhood at all, and Haoshang Silk Village is the only silk shop in Huarong, and there is no such thing as running on other people's business. Injustice has no enmity recently, why would someone come to find fault for no reason?

Before he could ask a question, he heard Xie Yitong continue: "A brother sent me home. The elder brother chased him and beat him all over the yard, and then a group of people came in." With a pair of eyes, it is particularly difficult to lie there, and there is a sense of joy that cannot be explained by age.

Xie Qingyun came out, knelt down and said, "What does that person look like?"

Xie Yitong pouted and thought for a long time, and finally decided to copy what others said: "I heard others call him a little boy. But I heard from my elder brother that this person seems to have ruined elder brother's Wuding Pass."

Xie Qingyun was startled——a year ago, after his master came back from never returning home, he suffered from cold and coughing for nearly half a year before he finally got better. As soon as he came back, he asked him to pack his luggage and prepare to move. He didn't say anything else .He only knew that it was related to Liu Changzhou, and he knew nothing about anything else.

He brought Xie Yitong a glass of water, frowned and asked, "Where did you meet that man?"

Xie Yitong curled his lips, and was actually smitten with hatred, his eyes widened, and his fists were clenched tightly: "Second brother, don't we report to the police first?"

Xie Qingyun made a disapproving expression, and said lightly: "Your elder brother can harm a group of people with a single string. If you want to report to the official, it is someone else who will report to the official. Don't you also do it. Okay, he will have a way later Notified us where he is, have you eaten?"

The legendary elder brother was going through a very painful process at this time - Liu Changzhou thought that this place and this person were not safe, so he discussed with him to change his face, and by the way, change his place.

Lu Hanzhang disagreed, he kept hiding, trying to avoid Liu Changzhou's hand full of inexplicable potions, and said in disgust: "It smells bad, and you think I'm like you, full of enemies?"

Liu Changzhou endured the venomous veins on his forehead, and his temper was almost on the verge of eruption, but he thought about it again - he even held back the matter of throwing salt, what's missing?Moreover, if it wasn't for him, Lu Hanzhang wouldn't have had so many unlucky things at all.After all, he is suspected of being the culprit.The most important point is that he just finished apologizing this morning, and he is still at a disadvantage right now.

So he said in a good temper: "Just in case it doesn't work?"

As he said that, he moved his hand forward unexpectedly, and touched the unpleasant potion on his fingertips to Lu Hanzhang's forehead. After the first step, the next step will be much better. After about half a cup of tea, it finally went smoothly. Paint that face all over.

Just talking, Lu Hanzhang's face miraculously began to have some deepening lines, first crooked nasolabial folds, and then layers of eye lines, the originally smooth and delicate skin suddenly withered and shrunk, big eyes The upper eyelids are also drooping - the potion directly turned him into himself countless years later.

Lu Hanzhang was stunned when he looked in the mirror. He never thought that he could live to that time - at that time, his back was no longer straight, and there were deep wrinkles on his face that concealed the vicissitudes of life.

But in his life, he is doomed not to have a dying day. He can only disappear suddenly at a certain unexpected moment, suddenly disappear, and suddenly turn into a cloud of smoke in the wind.

He squinted his eyes, and the corners of the eyes of the man in the bronze mirror had gathered a pile of deep wrinkles like gourd paintings.

...It turns out that this is what my old self looks like.

Caress the mirror and the temples, but not the old age.

If there is any demand for this prehistoric, hesitant, pick and choose, only three choices are left - one is to guard the world, one is to see pale and white hair, and the other is to meet a confidant and good friend. people.

So far, it has finally come true.

And the so-called embrace of wind and rain is nothing more than... either drumming or stopping, or weeping or singing.

He just laughed.

He stood up, deliberately bent over and pretended to be seventy or eighty years old, and started to walk out the door tremblingly, then turned around and asked a very stupid question: "Does he look like an old man?"

There was a very strange feeling shrouded in Liu Changzhou's whole body.

The old age of a martyr, the beauty and withering bones, these two things are probably the most powerless in this world, but the person who stood at the door and turned around to talk to him... was actually a little happy.

He suddenly felt very uncomfortable, so he averted his eyes in a panic, and said perfunctorily: "What does it look like, it obviously is. Take an old man to go to the Hongyan Tower to turn the top card... It makes me feel emotional."

As the sun sets, there are few people coming and going in the market.

Along the way, Liu Changzhou noticed a very strange phenomenon-there were elderly people on the street, almost all of them had "thick necks", and there were two big swellings in front of the neck and under the chin. I was almost out of breath.

He turned around to look at the "Old Immortal" beside him, only to realize that this person is much more eye-catching, full of a strong scholarly atmosphere, a handsome young man in the past, and an old man who doesn't worry about old age today.

He pointed to the old people around him slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Master, don't they go to the clinic?"

Lu Hanzhang is also addicted to pretending. He relies on his false old age to sell his real old age: "The local people think this is a very normal phenomenon. At this time, it will become what it is now. Go to the medical center Look, the doctor is also like this."

Liu Changzhou was delighted to watch him perform. He took a step forward, and filially helped Lu Hanzhang's arm like a eunuch helping the Lafayette, and hurried forward and said, "My lord, your neck is fine."

Lu Hanzhang pinched his hands hard, and then explained in a self-deprecating manner: "Didn't you notice that there are poor people around here, and their thick necks are a kind of 'rich man's disease', and they can't afford salt. What do you mean? It is too far away from the Huaihe River and the Huaihe River. The value of Huai salt has doubled when it is transported here, and the local people can’t afford it. And Huarong is located in the extreme north of Daqing. The price is sky-high. Do you know where I bought that bit of salt just now? Smuggling, black market."

Liu Changzhou frowned - no one in the court mentioned such a thing.

Not long after, the dusty smell of the world of mortals rushed over, and the Hongyan Tower was right in front of us.

Liu Changzhou led Lu Hanzhang to turn left and right with ease, and went around to the attic behind Hongyan like a habitual criminal, and was about to jump up when he helped Lu Hanzhang.

Lu Hanzhang was confused by this series of actions of "leaving the gate and jumping out of the window". He was confused, and was led to stand on a small platform protruding from a small window in the attic.

Liu Changzhou bent his knuckles and knocked on the window lattice three times, and then the window opened from the inside.

There are two places in the world where there is no shortage of men, one is a brothel and the other is a gambling house.

As soon as the two of them jumped into the window, there was a man in only his underwear lying on a very flashy big bed facing him. The man had kidney deficiency and the appearance of a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, as well as some bruises on his body. The half-dead thorn, Liu Ziming.

The one who opened the window was a very young and beautiful woman, who stood in the middle of the room in a meticulous dress.

This appearance made Lu Hanzhang even more puzzled, but he was born to pretend, and stood aside to show that the matter had nothing to do with him, and recited closed mouth meditation while watching his eyes, nose, nose, and heart.

Liu Changzhou pointed to the man on the bed, and asked in a businesslike manner, "Brother Zhu, tell me, what's the situation?"

The person Liu Changzhou called Brother Zhu was Zhu Dianyi, a widow. She cast a pair of seductive eyes in Lu Hanzhang's direction, and said in a low voice, "Who is this old man?"

Liu Changzhou said succinctly: "My own people, let's talk about it later."

Zhu Dianyi glanced at Liu Ziming, snorted, and said in a cold voice: "This idiot dares to touch my old lady, it is purely boring. I gave him two mouthfuls of phantom powder, and right now he is probably dreaming of sleeping with some bitch /Zi is drunk and dreaming of death."

Liu Changzhou pointed his fingers at the table, as if he was used to such words, and asked impatiently: "Who asked you this? I'm asking if anyone from the official position has been here recently."

Zhu Dianyi sat down on the bed in a lack of interest, blew on his fingernails leisurely, and reported in a casual but detailed manner: "Four days ago, He Yun and Liu Tong invited Mr. Fang to eat flower wine; One day ago, Lord Fang returned the invitation; two days ago, He Yun and his son He Chengwei invited Cao Hu; one day ago, Liu Ziming invited Zhou Tailai; now, Liu Ziming came by himself. It's over."

Liu Changzhou began to tap between his fingers in turn, and asked in a very sure tone: "Then Zhou Tai has a wretched triangular eye?"

Zhu Dianyi said disdainfully: "To say he is wretched is simply too cheap for him."

At this time, there were three knocks on the window again.

Lu Hanzhang saw his old acquaintance at the time——Zheng Xuange, with straight eyebrows and staring eyes, who is also very upright.

... These people dare to return the brothel as their lair.

I haven't seen each other for a year, Zheng Xuange, who used to be tall and tall, has become slender, and his body lightly jumped over the window lattice, and fell silently to the floor, making his face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes look like a mighty husband.

As soon as he came in, he called out politely: "Master Liu, Miss Zhu." Then he took out a piece of paper from his arms and said flatly: "The grain account book submitted by He Yun has been verified, and every year There is a one-to-one correspondence between the deposit accounts of the household department."

Liu Changzhou slightly smoked the piece of paper on the candlestick, and a line of words suddenly appeared on the paper - the account book is correct, the granary emergency food is correct, and the grain scales are to be checked.square.

He burned the paper to ashes and soaked it into the teacup, and thought about it for a while with his eyelids down—the account book of the Ministry of Accounting was obtained from the insider of Guanyu Pavilion, so there is absolutely no problem; the account book handed over by the local grain office If it is confirmed that the verification is correct, it must not be tricky in the process of collecting grain, then the most likely thing is the platform scale.

Or... is this He Yun really innocent?

But the news from Guanyu Pavilion can't be wrong.

A gust of wind broke in from some window, and Zhu Dianyi sneezed in response to the occasion, probably because he uttered too many foul words just now, and now he is being punished by the world.She put her finger on her throat, and blurted out in an extremely unsightly whisper: "Mother." She said it very naturally, without any awkwardness or embarrassment at all.

Liu Changzhou didn't even bother to send one over with his eyes, and temporarily let go of the question just now, planning to wait until Fang Bingbi finished checking the scales.So he commented very impartially and objectively: "What is it that a dog can't change its food..." Then he leaned back very presciently, avoided a horizontal kick, and continued, "Shit."

Zheng Xuange lowered his eyebrows and took a cloak from the screen and handed it over, staring at the tip of his shoes, and said softly: "It's autumn, Miss Zhu must pay attention to her body."

Zhu Dianyi paused for a while, and then a charming and enchanting smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly touched his waist with one hand, and brushed off a button of his neckline.She twisted the waist of the water snake and leaned over, put one arm on Zheng Xuange's shoulder, blew into his ear very seductively, and said softly: "Does the guest officer want to spend the spring night with the slave?"

This widow seems to be born without knowing what "skin" is, or maybe she was arranged by the wicked Liu Changzhou to be an internal response in this Hongyan Tower. She didn't learn how to be a good woman. It's less than a month's work, which is very advanced. Learned how to do brothel prostitutes.

But after completing this set of movements, there is unexpectedly a smell of washing away the world of mortals. Not only is it not mixed with a trace of gaudyness, but it also has a very damn untouchable charm.

Zheng Xuange's face turned red, and he hesitated and said, "Lord Liu, I, I'm going back to the imperial envoy's office first."

Liu Changzhou raised his hand and made a "later" motion, and ordered: "Fat Zheng, go and follow a triangular-eyed man named Zhou Tai, who is either from He Yun's mansion or Liu Tong's mansion, with a sharp ax in his hand." " After explaining the business, he also laughed obscenely, and said wretchedly: "It's better for you to stay with our Miss Zhu..."

Zheng Xuange avoided the two of them like a scourge, jumped out of the window and left in unison like burning their buttocks.

Liu Changzhou spread his hands, pointed to Lu Hanzhang, and said, "Have you heard of Lu Hanzhang from Hengmen? This is the old man." He turned around to call him, only to find that he was sitting upright in the chair and fell asleep.

The white hair on the ear temples brushed his shoulders docilely, and those camouflaged wrinkles added to his impending age, but his face was really indifferent to the world to an unbelievable degree.

Suddenly, Liu Changzhou suddenly felt that he might never wake up again.

He found that he hated seeing such a depressed Lu Hanzhang very much, and that appearance always made him inexplicably stained with a kind of silent sadness.

He pushed him, but turned his gaze around.

Earlier, Lu Hanzhang had always been a very mysterious existence in Qingliang, and because Zhu Dianyi had positioned this person as an "old and immortal" at first sight, as soon as the two cognitions were equated, they called her It took a while to digest.Then she said very clearly that "it's not my mother's food", she took out a bottle of traumatic medicine from the dressing table, threw it into Liu Changzhou's arms, and motioned him to "kneel down".

Fragments of porcelain cups all over the floor, the two large characters on the wall that were blurred but still clearly visible, and the muddy footprints all over the floor—this is the current situation of Liu Changzhou's kennel.

Lu Hanzhang stepped into the threshold, and he did not know how many times he explained to Liu Changzhou the essence of "repelling the enemy with the sound of the piano" in the morning: "Everyone's pulse is different. For a taller person, his bones, muscles, and viscera need vitality. If there are more, then the extent and speed at which his tendons are inflated by the walking vitality will be different."

As he spoke, he stretched out one hand, put his fingertips on the pulse of his other hand, and gestured: "This is the reason why the pulse conditions of normal people are also different. And the essence of Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu's tone is also the reason. That is, the strings have different degrees of tightness, which means that the tightness of the strings carries different tones. Then the speed of the expansion of each person’s vitality will always correspond to a corresponding degree of tightness of the strings, because one of them is the vibration of the meridian, and the other is the vibration of the meridian. Vibration of the strings."

Liu Changzhou casually kicked the broken porcelain pieces on the ground into a pile, which was regarded as a big cleaning. He staggered into the screen and changed his clothes. A voice came from behind: "So?"

Lu Hanzhang sat down and sipped his saliva: "Then as long as I can detect the speed of a person's pulse, I don't need any bullshit internal strength. As long as I step on his pulse with the sound of my piano, I can still break his meridians."

After a while, Liu Changzhou came out from behind the screen, put a white porcelain bottle on the table in his hand, raised his hand to signal Lu Hanzhang to raise his jaw, and said casually: "I still don't quite understand, they all hang up, why am I still fine?" .”

Lu Hanzhang: "..." Is this the ninth time he explained it? !

He resignedly grabbed Liu Changzhou's hand that was close to his eyes, pressed it hard on his wrist, and said in a very aggressive tone: "I told you eight hundred times, heartbeat! Heartbeat is different! Those grandchildren who came to fight just now What kind of body shape? The width and thickness are twice yours, and the speed of the pulse of the meridians must be different from yours, much faster than yours, so it naturally corresponds to the higher pitch."

Liu Changzhou nodded perfunctorily, expressing that he was not really interested.

He poured the contents of the porcelain bottle into his palms and rubbed each other, and said leisurely, "Then you have to be careful in the future, if one day you accidentally touch your own pulse, don't you..."

While hiding back, Lu Hanzhang said coolly: "There is still time to accumulate the effect. I haven't tried how long it takes to break a person's heart, so are you willing to try?"

Liu Changzhou shook his head: "I don't want to. Hey, why are you hiding! You really like this face right now?"

Lu Hanzhang stopped hiding suddenly, he looked straight into Liu Changzhou's eyes, nodded very seriously, and replied: "En."

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Zhuangzi and Huizi swim on the Haoliang... I know it is also on the Haoliang. —— "Zhuangzi·Autumn Water"

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