Three-pot porridge and naan

Seeing the fiery red pomegranate flowers in Pomegranate Lane, Wandong still thinks of Shangjing occasionally.

On the day Yu Mu left Yingbei, he took Wandong's letter with him.

Wandong didn't bother to write at first, but Yu Mu forced him to write, so he did.It's just that the letters were all addressed to his uncle and aunt, and his aunt Luo Shi almost cried when she received it.

But the letter didn't mention Xiaobai at all, and Xiaobai was so angry that he ate three bowls of white rice without a chopstick of vegetables.

After Luo Shi saw it, he said that his cub was easy to feed, and it would be great if Wandong could eat like this.

To Zou Wu'an, Mei Xiaobai is a little monster who eats nothing but doesn't get fat, but Zou Wu'an exercises every day on riding and shooting, and he is afraid of stopping.

In the bustling Shangjing, Zou Wu'an's beauty is too monstrous, his figure is too perfect, and he is too young among the three princes, nine ministers and six servants in the court.

Such a noble son, when the old emperor was there, he could be loved by the old emperor among the younger generations. Now that the new emperor has just ascended the throne, he wants to start rectifying the six ministries.

They all said that it was the turn of the inconspicuous King Jing in this world, and they couldn't believe it.

The sons of the old emperor are all masters of Wentao and martial arts, but this King Jing is not good at writing and can not do martial arts. He has no military achievements and no achievements. It is just that before the death of the old emperor, King Jing and Princess Jing stayed in the palace for a month and a half, and it was his turn to be the throne. he.

The old emperor's two best sons, King Zhenbei, retired after success, and the youngest, King Wuling, died of illness.

At the end of June, the pomegranate flowers in Wandong's yard finally bloomed, half a month later than the ones at the end of Pomegranate Alley.

Wandong thought it would be great if he could eat pomegranates in September. When he bought the yard, the previous owner said that the peach and pomegranate trees in the yard could bear fruit.

At dusk on June 26, Wandong was cooking mutton for the next day when he saw brother Qiu next door cleaning up the stall.

Brother Qiu wants to go out, which is really strange.

Seeing Wandong looking at him, brother Qiu looked over with a smile: "Wandong, I'm going to the green water to watch the new trickster jumping the ladder, do you want to go?

Wandong doesn't think Brother Qiu is a person who likes to watch the excitement, unless the excitement is really necessary for Brother Qiu to watch.

Recently, the new comedian has been very popular. He dances on ladders and sings songs, plays the qin and sings songs. It is said by some nearby villages that he is miraculous.

What Wandong heard mostly was that the man was as beautiful as a jade, and his son was unparalleled.

Wandong said regretfully, "I still have half an hour left for my mutton, Brother Qiu, go ahead, I'll go another day."

Brother Qiu nodded, impatiently cleaned up the stall, locked the door and left.

Wandong, who had seen Brother Qiu who was so immovable before, suddenly laughed.

*

After half an hour, Wandong's mutton was also ready, and it was only waiting for it to be cut into pieces and seasoned with oil to cook again tomorrow, then it packed up and carried it to the shop.

It was getting late, and Brother Qiu next door hadn't come back yet, Wandong thought of the rumor about the trickster, and felt a little itchy in his heart.

Let's go and have a look.

He went to the market to buy a pack of fried melon seeds, and then he walked slowly towards the green water bridge.

The lights beside the bridge are bright, because there are many people who come out to cool off at night near midsummer.

When Wandong left, the low and mournful voice was singing: "Only old-fashioned parrots can see it, and spring clothes are like pomegranate flowers..."

At that moment, his heartstrings seemed to be tensed. He thought he could remember such a voice for a long time...

It's no wonder that the surrounding villages are fascinated by this trickster.

The sorcerer's name is Fang Liu, and it is said that he used to be an unknown luthier in the Yingbei Palace in his early years. After leaving the Yingbei Palace, he began to travel around the Central Plains.

"This little master was 16 years old eight years ago, but now he is only twenty and four."

"The ability to sing and play the piano on the ladder is his unique skill."

Those who don't understand the general meaning of his lyrics like to watch him jump the ladder, and those who understand that he can sing the melancholy that only women can sing like to listen to his new words.

Wandong looked at the hawkers gathered around the ladder, this area was not so lively before, thanks to the appearance of this trickster.

After Fang Liu became famous in Yingbei, several big merchants came to him one after another, probably wanting to invite him into the building.

Fang Liu lived in a small boat. Half a month ago, he entered Yingbei from the big river, then turned into the green water, and stopped at the edge of the green water.

There are only three attendants on Fang Liu's boat who help him build a ladder to take care of his daily life.

In just a few days, Wandong was able to pick up paper with Fang Liu's portrait in front of his shop.

The three aunts and six wives who would come here specially to have a few words with Wandong on weekdays have gone to the edge of the green water to listen to Fangliu's singing these days.

Wandong looked at Brother Qiu next door: "Brother Qiu, why don't you draw some portraits of Fang Liu and sell them?"

Brother Qiu was busy at the moment, but he raised his head when he heard what Wandong said: "No time."

"..."

Wan Dong narrowed his eyes, thinking that Brother Qiu and Fang Liu seemed to be the same age.

*

At the end of Shenshi on June 28, Wandong locked the shop and was about to go back to the courtyard, only to see Brother Qiu also locked the shop.

"Brother Qiu, you have to go out so late." Wandong asked knowingly, if he could let Brother Qiu go out, it must be to listen to Fang Liu's singing.

Yesterday I saw Brother Qiu organize all the songs Fang Liu sang into a poetry booklet, I wonder if it is going to be sold.

"Well, Wandong, go back."

The two of them took the same route, and they separated when they walked to Ping'an Street in front of Ping'an Alley. Brother Qiu headed for Lushui Bridge, and Wandong entered the alley.

They could also see the Lushui Bridge at the end of Shiliu Lane. If the people on the bridge were quieter, they might be able to hear Fang Liu singing.

But he can still hear the sound of the zither.

Wandong made tea, drank a cup, then went to boil hot water, grabbed a handful of dried flower petals that had been sun-dried in the yard, and put them into a wooden barrel.

After taking a bath and changing clothes comfortably, I pushed open the door and guessed that it was already half past unitary hour. After looking at the stars in the courtyard for a while, I heard chattering voices coming from the alley outside the courtyard.

In the past, it was impossible for anyone to talk in the alley at this time. Even recently, there were occasional footsteps passing by in a hurry, but there would not be such a loud voice.

Wandong listened carefully for a while, and probably heard that something happened on the side of Lushui Bridge.

Wandong opened the courtyard door and saw that it was Brother Zhuang who was talking to Uncle Xiang and the others.

"What's going on, tell me clearly, I'm going to die of anxiety."

Brother Zhuang: "I only know that Master Fang fell off the ladder. I don't know if he is dead or alive. Several doctors nearby have all gone."

Uncle Xiang exclaimed: "I jumped for ten days before and didn't fall off, why did I fall today?!"

"I don't know, Master Fang's followers said that someone moved their ladder."

"Then who moved their ladder?"

"It took more than half an hour for the trickster in front to jump over. After a short break in the middle, a few people came to talk to the trickster Fang, and three followers guarded the ladder. No one went under the ladder. If you have been to the bottom of the ladder, only He Fang The few people the trickster spoke to."

"Where are those people?"

"It's been a long time since there was no one there. The Fang Ji master has not been rescued yet, and the people from the government have arrested a back-up guy to go to work."

Hearing this, Wandong has already locked the door and headed towards the green water bridge.

*

"Although the ladder is only two or three storeys high, Master Fang is used to jumping. I heard from the attendant that he has fallen before, but the doctors said that he hurt his heart and lungs when he fell this time. If he can't survive these few days I’m afraid it’s gone.”

There were sobs from the side, and some people said that Fangliu's song might become extinct.

"Clearly it was done by the people who were arguing to talk to Master Fang just now."

As soon as the man growled, he was patted on the shoulder to remind him.

Even the scapegoats have been found, which shows that it was done on purpose, which shows that they can't afford to provoke those people.

When Wan Dong left, Fang Liu had already been carried to the nearest medical center by the doctors.

Not far away, a few head catchers hurried over, and Wandong caught one at random. The man was about to yell at him, so he took out the token Wen Yu gave him: "Take me into the medical clinic over there."

A policeman helped Wandong get into the hospital smoothly.

Seeing Wandong coming in with the policemen following behind him, the people from the medical clinic couldn't help coming forward to inquire.

Wandong: "I'll come and see Master Fang."

This is the first time that Wandong has seen Fang Liu so closely and clearly, and he really looks like jade, as the rumors say.

One of Fang Liu's attendants stood by the side, and when he saw the official coming, he immediately stood up from the bed.

The attendant stared at Wandong for a long time, probably never seen a boy more beautiful than his master, that's why he was so shocked.

Wandong walked over to check Fang Liu's pulse, and immediately frowned.

"Who did your young master talk to before he climbed the stairs again?" Wandong immediately looked at the attendant.

"How many people talked to the master, but I didn't ask when I saw that the master knew those people...My lord, I really don't know."

"How do you know that your master recognizes them?"

"When those people appeared under the ladder, the master stopped and stood on the ladder for a long time. When the audience complained, the master got off the ladder and went behind the stage to talk with those people."

"Then who was arrested by the government?"

"The man who was arrested... has been waiting for my master behind the stage. When the government went, he hadn't left yet, and the people from the government arrested him for a job."

"Why is he in your backstage?"

"A few days ago...he was waiting for my master to finish singing..."

The entourage's words were vague, I don't know whether it was intentional avoidance or really ignorance.

Wan Dong looked at Fang Liu who was on the bed again, he drew up the internal force in his palm and pressed his palm against Fang Liu's chest, slowly injecting a little internal force.

Because his body covered the attendant, he didn't see it, but he also noticed something, and the attendant called out: "My lord?"

"Oh, if your master wakes up, go to Lushui Yamen and tell him immediately."

The follower nodded: "Yes, my lord."

Wandong walked out of the clinic quickly, and quickly said to the policemen who followed him, "Stay here and don't let others in."

After finishing speaking, Wan Dong went to the government office.

*

When seeing Brother Qiu in the cell of the government office, the corners of Wandong's pretty mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Wandong?" Seeing Wandong coming in, Brother Qiu almost burst into tears of gratitude. His only relative in the north of the camp had passed away long ago. Unexpectedly, Wandong would still know that he was arrested by the government at such a late hour.

Wandong sighed, and said something to the jailer behind him so that he could get some money.

Within a quarter of an hour, Brother Qiu was in the prison cell of the government, eating roast goose and green balls, and drinking cool plum wine...it was extremely comfortable.

In the past, brother Qiu would not have dared to think that he could still eat and drink spicy food in the prison cell of the government...