red and white

It was late autumn in a blink of an eye.

Ginkgo biloba leaves are yellow and appear more brilliant and rich in the afternoon light and shadow. There are bells ringing in the ancient temple, and the sky is full of clouds.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Mu Gesheng walked in with his clothes on, "Second, what do you have for breakfast?" With sleepy eyes and a tired face, it looked like he had just woken up.

Song Wentong was wrapping up an apron and frying tea. Late autumn was the last time to collect ginkgo leaves. These days, he circled the stove every day, and when he heard this, he slapped him with a shovel, "You fucking see what time is it? Care to have breakfast?"

"What's the matter, and I don't want to delay my homework." Mu Gesheng half-closed his eyes, dodged it with ease, and then took out a basket of snacks from the cupboard, "Look at you, you obviously left me breakfast, so you have to be so duplicity, If you want to be a bad person, why bother?"

Song Wentong was about to fall over with the pot in his hand, "I keep it for the dogs! I like it or not!"

"I eat and I eat, woof woof." Mu Gesheng grimaced with a cake in his mouth, and slipped out with oil on his feet.

Song Wentong was willing to give up, and chased him out with a spatula in hand. The two yelled on the veranda, and the tea leaves flew all over the sky, startling magpies and birds all over the place.

Anping is used to these two people being so noisy every day, today's incident is still a trivial matter.He lingered in this dream for several months, looking at it day by day, he just wanted to say that the house of Ginkgo Study was really solidly built, and it would have collapsed so many times in Chai Mansion after being tossed about by the two of them.

Now he has a rough idea of ​​the scene in his dream. It is probably a certain year and month in the Republic of China, an ancient city in the southeast.

There is a mountain outside the city, and there is Baishui Temple on the mountain, and there is a ginkgo study in the temple. In the study, there lives a crippled fairy, who leads three evildoers. It can be described as very comfortable to eat and wait for death every day.

This ancient city in the southeast is a military center. The garrison commander in the city is named Mu. The common people don’t understand military ranks. It is also called Yiguodan in a mess, General Mu's Mansion, Mu Mansion, Mu Shuai's Mansion... Anping has not figured out what the title of Commander Mu is until now, only knows that he is probably an extraordinary official, so he is called Junye anyway.

In fact, Anping didn't have much interest in these things, but what was remarkable was that this Commander Mu was Mu Gesheng's father.

Mu Gesheng is the only son of Commander Mu, who entered the Ginkgo Study in Baishui Temple at the age of ten, but grew up in the military camp in the previous days.The Commander's wife died early, and the Mu Mansion raised children in a free-range way. Commander Mu threw his son into the military camp when he was three years old. Self-cultivation like a painted skin, like a demon king who knows the book and respects the rituals.

The two people in the corridor ran all the way and chased each other. Anping had seen Song Wentong's skills several times. This person's appearance was directly proportional to his ferocity.I saw this man sneak into a room with sharp eyesight and quick hands, "The third child save me! The second child is going to kill someone!"

The room was full of papers, and one person raised his head from the mountain of books, and said helplessly, "Why did you provoke him again?"

The window is full of golden ginkgo, and the person behind the desk is holding a pen and scroll, with warm eyebrows and eyes, he is a young man with a jade face.

The most attractive thing is the other party's flowing voice, and he calmed down with a single sentence, "Second brother, why are you holding a spatula? Are you requisitioning my study to fry tea?"

Song asked children to be menacy, and kicked the door of the room.

"Hero, spare your life." The third child looked at Mu Gesheng and spread his hands, "Look, I can't save you."

"It's okay, just lend me a place to hide."

"Get the fuck out of here!" Song Wentong stood at the door and pointed at Mu Gesheng's nose and yelled, "Don't hide and act like a bastard!"

"I don't." Mu Gesheng made a grimace, "The third place is pretty good, sir, I'll sleep here today."

"You just woke up and went back to sleep?! Mu Gesheng, are you a pig?!"

Mu Gesheng covered his ears, as if he couldn't hear, holding the pastry cage in his hand, he could eat it anyway.

Song Wentong was so angry that he kicked the door of the room loudly, and saw that the door was about to be knocked down, the third child said: "Second brother, leave him alone, the fried tea can't be left out of the fire for too long, you Did you not turn off the fire when you came out? Don’t burn the kitchen later.”

Song Wentong exploded, "Wu Zixu, are you speaking for him again?!"

"Where, how dare you." The young man named Wu Zixu laughed, "The fourth child will definitely not go out obediently. If you want to arrest him, just come in and arrest him, just don't turn the study room upside down. This month I haven't settled the accounts yet, and you guys are making a fuss, and you don't know that you will have to deal with it until the year of the monkey."

Anping remembers this. The last time Song Wentong and Mu Gesheng pretended to be monsters and overturned the study room, they were punished to kneel and not speak, and had to kneel to help others settle accounts.The two of them did not stop while counting, the abacus beads were flying all over the sky, and the next day was full of bags.

Wu Zixu, born in Wuzhi, one of the seven families of the yin and yang, is the head of the Wu family of this generation, holding the position of son of impermanence.Young and promising, gentle and polite, but unfortunately born with a lot of work, he is busy with family affairs every day, and has to help two classmates with the mess when he has time.

Anping has been in the dream for several months, and he has a general idea of ​​the things around him, except for the "seven schools of thought" that everyone calls "Seven Schools", he has met three schools in total: Song Wen, the head of the Song family of the Mo family Tong, ranked Mozi; Wu Zixu, head of the Yin-Yang family Wu family, ranked Wuchangzi; I don't know if it has anything to do with these seven families.

The three surnamed patriarchs are all young and not young, but two of them are still studying in the Ginkgo Study, and this study probably has something special about it.However, Anping watched it for a few months. The vegetarian burns incense and makes tea every day, Mu Gesheng sleeps to tell fortunes, and Song Wentong practices knives and fights. Except for Wu Zixu who often goes out because of family affairs, this is a chess and card room for retired veteran cadres. Read a few volumes, eat full-time and wait to die.

In a nutshell - it's so fucking cool!

Especially Mu Gesheng, who has five people and six people on the outside, reveals his true colors in an instant, whether standing or sitting, he has no young master's temper, he is not spoiled, he is simply too lazy to be angry with people and ghosts.As long as it's not something interesting, no one can drag him out of the study. He looks like a lady who doesn't go out of the door. Except for fighting with Song Wentong, she basically lies down wherever she goes. A soft bone is almost enough. The reputation of the Commander's Mansion has collapsed.

Anping often gritted his teeth while reading it, and really wanted to take out a few Five-Three books and throw them on this man's face.Now that you are having a great time, do you know that you will be repeated for three years after a hundred years?If you have time, it is better to do your homework!

Among them, Anping has the highest affection for Wu Zixu. This man has a nice voice and a gentle personality. There is probably no reason in the world that he can't explain, and there is nothing he can't do.

The only exception is probably sandwiched between Mu Gesheng and Song Wentong, Zhu Bajie looked in the mirror, and he was not a human being.

Song Wentong walked away with fire eyes, Wu Zixu closed the book, and said with a helpless smile: "I don't think my second son will calm down in a while, I'm afraid your dinner tonight is going to be ruined."

Ginkgo Study is located in Baishui Temple, and the two sides do not interfere in daily life. You can go to the temple when you have meals, and there is a light vegetarian room.But none of the young people can like porridge and pickles, and Ginkgo Study is not opposed to self-sufficiency. Among the three, only Song Wentong's craftsmanship can be put on the table. Mu Gesheng eats and drinks every day, and there are three meals a day and afternoon tea supper.

Anping was originally curious that the two would fight twice in three days, and Song Wentong had no reason to be so easy to get along with. However, after seeing the Muge fried kitchen once with his own eyes, he chose to praise the second child for his wisdom and martial arts.

Mu Gesheng patted the dim sum residue off his hands, "It's okay, I made a fortune a while ago, and I'm going down the mountain today."

"That's rare, what's so interesting?"

"I'll make an apology." Mu Gesheng said calmly, "By the way, blow the autumn wind."

As the sun was setting, Mu Gesheng went down the mountain and entered the city, turned all the way to the outside of the Chai Mansion, jumped over the wall and jumped in.

Anping looked over his head, and climbed over the wall to enter the door. This posture of apologizing is really domineering.

The house that the two demolished last time has been repaired, the garden is deep and the layout is orderly.Mu Gesheng took out the money and made a calculation, then jumped onto the eaves and walked all the way into an annex.The museum is divided into two floors, the roof is covered with black tiles, and there are long carved windows on all sides. The light leaks through the fine gauze, and there are faint human voices.

Mu Gesheng was lying on the roof, with his ear against the tiles, took out a handful of melon seeds that he just got, and knocked on them as he listened.

"There have been many reminders from Beiping, and I have been asking when this batch of medicinal materials will arrive. Several major pharmacies have already sold out..."

"It's almost the end of the year, and at the end of the year, some branch families come to pay their respects, and I'm afraid they won't look too good..."

"You're still young after all..."

The room was full of people, whispering.

Mu Gesheng listened for a while, and figured out the cause and effect—Jiang'an was under martial law, several batches of Chai's goods were stuck at the port, and the supply was cut off for more than a month. It is said that some Chai's patients in the north have become seriously ill because of the lack of medicine.

"This is a major event of smashing the signboard." An elder in the room stood up and said, "The Chai family of the medicine family, who hangs pots to help the people, has medicinal materials but cannot supply them. Turn around as soon as possible.”

Chai Shuxin sat in the main seat, and his white clothes were cold, "Don't worry, Second Uncle, the medicine has been urgently transferred from the northeast, and it will be enough to make up within half a month."

"That's great, but some medicinal materials are special products in the south, and the waterway transportation is uninterrupted. You need to worry a lot about the port."

"I understand." Chai Shuxin said lightly, "Uncle drinks tea."

Mu Gesheng looked at it for a while, knocked on the melon seeds and clicked his tongue: "The compound of the deep house is indeed more exciting than what is written in the playbook."

Anping also saw a little way, this matter is not big, not small, but not serious, Chai Shuxin is nominally the head of the Chai family, but Uncle Mantang is beating him openly and secretly, the young man sits on the head, alone.An's family is also in business, and this situation is familiar to him, and it is similar to the posture of relatives from all walks of life coming to the door to beat the autumn wind during the New Year and holidays.

But his house still had a real and fake lively atmosphere, and only the aggressive politeness was left downstairs.

Mu Gesheng spat out a melon seed rind, "It's not a good thing to be rich, this little doctor is more tired than the third child."

Mufu is not used to children, and Mu Gesheng's monthly allowance is almost nothing, unlike the other two classmates who became heads of the family at a young age, they are poor and poor, but they are better than being carefree.Song Wentong seemed to be doing some business, and occasionally went down the mountain to look after him, and was usually a hands-off shopkeeper.The busiest one was Wu Zixu, who seemed to have endless work to do. This person was approving official documents and going on business trips almost every day, and occasionally he would spare his hands to handle the study's accounts.When Mu Gesheng was full and had nothing to do, he gave him black sesame paste, saying it was to prevent the boy from going bald.

Anping really ran into Wu Zixu looking in the mirror once, and the boy sighed repeatedly at the dark circles under his eyes.

If Wu Zixu still has the worry of looking in the mirror while he is busy, Chai Shuxin is not so lucky. After all, it seems that he doesn't even have anyone around him who can take care of him.The room downstairs is probably all of the Chai family lineage, and all the elders are very airy, but not very close.

A matter of small size, the words got louder and louder after several laps of the wheel, people in the room talked about it from dusk till late at night, finally a few older people couldn't hold it anymore, they cupped their hands and said: "That's all the words, The owner of the house is good to do it himself."

Chai Shuxin's expression didn't change much, he got up and saluted, "Third Uncle, go slowly."

The other party stroked his long beard, turned and left, "It's getting late, so there's no need to see you off."

"It's really educated." Mu Gesheng yawned, "This dog bastard salutes him, it's not a thing."

It was the first time that Anping agreed with Mugesheng's words so much.

The people in the room dispersed one after another, and Chai Shuxin sat on the main seat, looking down at the teacup on the table, wondering what he was thinking.

Mu Gesheng hung upside down from the eaves, and knocked on the window, "The tea is already cold, drinking it is not good for your health."

Chai Shuxin gave a pause while pouring tea, "Who?"

"Han Ye is a kind person, and I'm here to comfort the wind and dust." Mu Gesheng opened the window and said with a smile, "Do you want to drink red dates, onions and koi soup?"