Chapter 22 Exploring the Root

In midsummer, the windows of the inn are open. The young man looked at the other rooms one by one like a wisp of white smoke. Each room is supported by three fingers of the right hand on the window sill, standing empty, staring for a moment and then drifting away.

Yong Hui waited for him to check the guest room and flew away, and there was a calculation in his heart: "It's meticulous, and it's really difficult to deal with. But you are too conceited. When you see me mediting, you only check it once. When he jumped out of the window, he quietly followed.

White clothes under the moon, as light as smoke. Rong Hui followed a hundred feet away. After following for a while, he finally found that although the young man in white was wonderful, his long-distance display was quite astringent and stagnant, far less than his own strength and roundness. If they chase each other, two or three miles later, he will be far less than himself.

When Rong Hui saw the strengths, he had confidence in his heart. Follow carefully and see the young man leave the town and go straight to a camp. Institute of Health? He said in his heart, "Who the hell is he? He said that something was obviously not a trivial matter.

The imperial court set up a wide range of health centers in order to raise troops without consuming national strength. One thousand households, one bathroom, five bathrooms. Military households usually garrisoned in the fields and fought to kill the enemy in wartime. The young man went to a hundred households in Liuyi Town.

Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials. Rong Hui hasn't gone yet, and he has been timid: "Is he from the government?" Taixuguan's self-supporting and occupying the mountain as the king. Neither paying taxes nor paying grain should be hated by the government. He used to only want to take it out, but at this point, he couldn't help thinking about it. I caught a glimpse of a messy stone near the left, so I flew over and sat down casually, and my thoughts rolled over.

"The business on the mountain is so big that it is hard to guarantee that no outsiders are jealous. Trafficking business alone is indispensable for passing gates and road cards. If there is no powerful person to come forward, how can a martial artist travel thousands of miles and sell at a low price? Rong Hui's heart lit up: "Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Tian and Mrs. Han come to the mountains to escape the summer heat every year. They donate a lot of sesame oil money. They seem to be extremely devout believers, but in fact they are the owners behind them. The three families are both meritorious and foreign relatives. With their coming forward, they will naturally get through everywhere.

Rong Hui figured out this section and couldn't help smiling: "The real person in the Ming and Qing Dynasties has been living in Chendu for more than ten years, and naturally he is a very good business person. After he became the head of the family, he pulled three public mansions, one out and the other out, and the business naturally became bigger and bigger. Only in this way can it make out. Another thing came to mind: "There is no white food in the world. The Ming and Qing Dynasties became a big shopkeeper, and naturally there are a lot of dividends to be paid every year. Elder Zhao's reputation was far from comparable to that of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, so he saw the leader borrowing chickens to lay eggs and wanted to get a piece of the pie. So many elders support him, but I'm afraid they also want to touch the rain and dew. But the 'real person in the Ming and Qing Dynasties' has finished the egg first. Where can't we talk about it? Elder Zhao just wanted to do it alone by pulling the flag in addition to the 'real people of the Ming and Qing Dynasties'. Thinking of this, there was doubt: "Then who supported Elder Zhao and dared to tear down the threshold of the three public houses... The young man opened his mouth and asked about the condition of the 'real person of the Ming and Qing Dynasties'. Obviously, he knew about the medicine given by the imperial doctor. Is it just him?"

He analyzed that the Ming and Qing Dynasties and Elder Zhao were already incompatible. Thinking of a amiable Elder Ma in the door, he couldn't help sneering: "He is not only the head of the accounting room, but also the supervisor. Check yourself, what can you find out? Both sides didn't want to offend him, so they closed their eyes and ignored him. He is not simple either. Naturally, he is happy to be a peacemaker. He will fish for oil and water by himself, and both sides will not be offended!"

Rong Hui recalled the scene when he first started. At present, he is indeed three forces. A flash of inspiration flashed in her heart: "If Xiaoxuan wants to continue this business, she should naturally take over as the leader. If she doesn't want to do business with three public mansions, why does she still pull me up and down, making peace all over the mountain? Is this retreating as progress? First, muddy the water, let the little fish below jump up, and then hit all the nets, and make it bigger by yourself?

He couldn't help laughing: "Well, Chu Xiaoxuan, I thought you were a lady who respected teachers. I didn't expect you to have your own ambitions!" How did you look at her in the past? Why didn't you like her? At present, when you think of this, your heart is much smoother: "Okay, your business is my business! Although I don't know how many cards you have, it's always right to find out more news!" Thinking about the cause and effect, he took a deep breath, stood up, recognized Sanliwan, unfolded his body, and went straight to the past.

Rong Hui, like the wind, came to Sanli Bay and saw that the green willow white wall was still there, so he jumped and went straight to the hospital. There are two clusters of sunflowers planted under the south window, and the house is brightly lit. The door opened and the woman sat in the door. She changed her snow vest, wore a pleated skirt and a large silk shirt. Sitting upright, dignified and elegant.

Rong Hui saw a few drops of water hanging on her temples, and obviously just took a bath. Although she didn't dress up, it was more touching than the pearl treasure. She simply greeted directly: "Is Mrs. Du waiting for me?"

Mrs Du got up to greet her and saluted: "I'm really ashamed that the concubine is ugly." With a respectful look and a gentle voice, where is there any frivolity?

"Oh?" Rong Hui was slightly stunned and asked her with a smile, "Do you know I've been here?" I can't help but sit straight in place.

Mrs Du stared at Rong Hui and whispered, "Although I don't know the details of the prince, I know that she value men and will definitely come!"

Ren Ronghui is smart. After all, he is an insensitive teenager. This is really not a good topic!" He felt slightly embarrassed, coughed and asked directly, "Do you want children or men?" When she said a word, she saw Mrs. Du's pupil shrink sharply and was shocked, and she couldn't help but be secretly proud.

Mrs Du quickly looked away, lowered her head and said, "The prince is far away, and my concubine is serving tea for the prince!" He saluted and turned to his seat. After the screen, the porcelain touched gently, and the flowing water cooed, which was very pleasant and pleasant.

Rong Hui only listened to the voice and knew that she was a master of tea ceremony: "I didn't expect that she still had this ability. No wonder she could hook up with the head of Lianshan."

Mrs. Du served two hot teas and presented them respectfully to the table. The tea cup filled with white porcelain is the best before the Ming Dynasty. Rong Hui only smells the smell and knows that it is a good tea, but how dare he drink it? So he stretched out his left hand to hold the tea tray, clamped the lid with two fingers in his right hand, and gently scraped the floating leaves.

Hot steam steaming, hazy. The porcelain bangs softly and jingles loudly. He lowered his eyes and went to the floating leaves in the tree cup. But I don't know that this move is like Xiaoxuan.

Mrs. Du looked at it strangely: "Why do you like to learn this tune?" After a moment of hesitation, he finally relaxed: "Four years ago, after the Dragon Boat Festival, it rained after lunch one day. It happened that he came to shelter from the rain, and we knew each other." As he spoke, he looked up at Rong Hui, but he saw him sitting loosely, as if he didn't hear, smile or smile, and couldn't see any thoughts.

Mrs. Du sighed: "It's really 'not that enemies don't get together'!" I had to continue to say, "My surname is Du, and my single name is Sha."

Rong Hui smiled secretly: "Dusa, bean paste, such a sweet name, really people like their names!" Dusha continued: "The family has built ten mu of greenhouses to plant flowers for the mansions of rich families. When I was a child, I often sent flowers to various mansions with my mother, and I often rushed to the streets to sell scattered flowers before the flowering period. When I was 16 years old, during the Dragon Boat Festival, I was selling wormwood on the street. Chu Xiaoxuan suddenly found me and asked me, 'Do you want to be a master'? At that time, she was still a yellow-haired girl who had just left her head, just a little bit!"

Dusa raised her hand to draw, which was funny. Seeing that Rong Hui did not move, he had to restrain his smile and then said, "The family is also busy kissing me. Unexpectedly, she took two little girls to send twenty taels of silver and two pics to my house the next day. When my eldest brother saw three little girl, he thought that the cake had fallen from the sky. He wanted to take the gold silk and drive her away on the spot, but he was broken by her. My parents were so shocked that they had to press the deed of sale, and she pulled me here with a tour car.

"I didn't know what was going on at that time. Seeing that there was a yard, maids, 100 mu of fertile land and ten tenant farmers, I confusedly rounded up a house with a man." Dusha sighed softly and saw that Rong Hui was still motionless. She didn't know whether he believed it or not, so she had to continue to say, "The one on the mountain doesn't come often. Sometimes he comes every three or five times, and sometimes only comes once a month or two. Sometimes I stay for three or five days, and sometimes I drink a cup of tea and leave. After a few visits, I got pregnant.

She said softly: "The two little maids Xiaoxuan bought for me don't understand anything. If he hadn't sent me an experienced mother later, I really didn't know what to do. He didn't come until I was in labor pain, and he didn't leave until the full moon. I watched him poop and pee, hoping that it would be great if he didn't leave!"

Dusha took a sip of tea and then said, "Later, I met Mr. Hu. His name was Hu Shirong. After avoiding the rain, he often ran here and sometimes called me to the barracks as a companion. He is a member of the court. Although he has no official position, the commanders of thousands of households in the institute and Weili have to shout respectfully and call me 'like a lady'. The generals are called brothers. They don't ask me about my background or military affairs, but I still heard from a few words that his father is the commander of Zheng Sanpin.

She blushed with helplessness and blushed, and then said, "These two people alternated, and I also seemed to be frozen into the ice for a while, like being pushed into the fire, and confusedly pregnant with my brother."

Dusa will die and look up at the sky. After a moment of silence, he said leisurely, "Mr. Hu came here three days ago. As soon as he came, he said that the one on the mountain was no good. He asked me to take the two children to have a look. He also said that he had been operating in the mountains for nearly ten years and had at least 100,000 taels of cash in his hand. For the sake of the children, I can get at least 50,000 taels. I don't think I can divide myself into two halves, which is also good. If I get the money, I will go to Song and go up the mountain.

The words are over and the water is cold. Rong Hui put down the tea cup and said directly, "Mr. Hu is in the barracks. I'm going to have a look." There is no doubt that the voice is cold.

Dusa immediately met and stood up and saluted: "Please drive for me." Rong Hui nodded slightly and jumped out of the wall following the smell. Seeing that the mule was sleeping under the wall, he picked up the whip and raised his hand to pull it out. Pa--" made a crisp sound, which caused another dog barking. The mule horse jumped up with excitement.

Rong Hui grabbed the reins with one hand, pulled the tour car with the other, put on the saddle, and rushed to the door. Dusha woke up the two maids, opened the door and came out, got directly on the tour car, and was led by Rong Hui and went straight to the official road. The two maids stood at the door stunned and closed the door with their eyes when they saw the car driving away.

Thousands of acres of fertile land, surrounded by a camp. Rong Hui led the carriage and walked out of the river before walking outside the village. The gate is closed, and an earth wall extends on both sides. The roof behind the wall is heavy, and a village has been built. The tour car was not stopped by the soldiers of the vigil until under the village gate: "Hold, what kind of person!"

Dusa lifted the tent and poked out her head to say hello: "Master, it's me. Mr. Hu asked me to come."

Two sergeants in blue stood on the earth wall, and one arched his hand and said, "The little one dares not be called like a lady. The prince is at the banquet." The other person has gone down to the dirt wall and opened the door.

The middle account has been built into a four-ridge hall with four veiled curtains hanging down from the eaves. The breeze blows, the curtains are sparse, and the light is more like a restless flame. Rong Hui was still a hundred feet away when he heard the noise and breathed a sigh of relief: "But before the discussion, there is always a big banquet. But if you are full of yellow soup, what else can you discuss? It seems that I came at the right time.

The door shaft rotated, and the village door opened a path. Rong Hui gently pulled the mule and horse and went straight into the village door. The houses in the village are neat, with suites, bungalows, and small courtyards, with equal width and height, and the depth is the same, like a column of powerful brigade ready to go. During the shuttle, I couldn't breathe.

The tour car was parked outside the Chinese army tent. Rong Hui put his feet and asked Dusha to get out of the car. The two gatekeepers also recognized her, and one came forward to salute: "How are you, Madam!" A pass on the incoming account. Dusha nodded slightly, moved the cotton step gently, and lifted the curtain into the account.

Rong Hui put away his pedals, pulled the mule aside, and sat in the car to take a closer look. The curtain is bright, the room is bright, and the characters in the hall are clear. Hu Shirong really sat on the top, with a loose posture, a slightly awe-like face, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?" The tone is stiff and impatient. Everyone was stunned and immediately stopped drinking and shut up.

Dusa saluted, lowered her head and said leisurely, "I just wanted you to come!" His posture is light, his words are gentle, and his hair is numb.

Hu Shirong looked as usual and kept looking at Dusha. Dusha squatted with a pause and looked at Hu Shirong, waiting for him to wake herself up. The two remained motionless, and the atmosphere was even more awe-blow. Rong Hui took the opportunity to look at the people in the hall.

There were six people sitting in the hall. Sitting in the head seat on the left was a young man with a blue background. Although Rong Hui only saw his back, when he raised his glass in his right hand, he still held a golden scabbard sword in his left hand, which was obviously a famous swordsman.

The swordsman sat opposite a middle-aged person, with eyebrows like knives and a face like crowns and jade. His eyes are deep, his nose is high, and he is a wonderful face. It's just that the lips are thin and the corners of the mouth are upturned, which looks both yin and mean, which makes people far away. Others stopped to look at Dusha. Only he squinted and drank himself. I don't know what he was thinking?

A red-haired man sat next to the mean middle-aged man, staring at Dusha with round eyes. The smile blooms and the lips open and close, just like a wolf who wants to eat people.

Rong Hui looked at him and sneered in his heart: "A lustful person, can you plan with him?" Glancing at the golden armored man opposite him, every piece of his scale was embedded with pearls, which was really pearly and brilliant.

"Is he the general here? The general won't wear such armor!" Rong Hui laughed in his heart and looked at the little man beside him. There is a circle of golden rings tied around the waist, which are complex in shape and of different sizes, a total of twelve, like a street craftsman.

There is also a man sitting opposite the "artist", wearing a linen vest, with bright eyes and a tiger's back and bear waist. Although he is an ordinary person, he is the most comfortable. Rong Hui stared at the characters in the hall. After a long time, she found that Dusha's face turned pale and her body trembled slightly. Then she heard Hu Shirong say, "First pour a glass of wine for the knights, and then go back!" The voice is cold and unquestionable.

Dusha lowered her head and stood up and staggered two steps to stand firm. Then from Hu Shirong to the man in sackcloth, she brewed a cup of wine in turn, saluted deeply, and turned around and lifted the curtain out of the hall. Rong Hui pulled the cruise car and put down his pedals. When she went up, she led the horse straight out of the village.

On the way back, the moonlight was just right, but the two of them had nothing to say. Back to "Sanli Bay", I heard more drums from the camp. Dong-dong-dong-" Three muffled sounds came to the third watch. Dusha got out of the car and knocked on the door. When Rong Hui tied the mule and unloaded the saddle, the door opened.

Rong Hui went straight into the main room. Dusha then followed, gave a deep salute, bowed her head and said, "Son, my concubine has tried my best!"

"I know!" Rong Hui turned around and ordered directly, "I'll deal with it in the study. You can also go to rest! You can clean up for half a day tomorrow, leave someone to watch the yard, and leave for the mountain in the afternoon!" Thinking of this night's experience, he took a deep breath and said slowly, "After all, those two men are unreliable. It's better to raise their children well and let their children have a future. You will also have a support in the future." This is his heart and the only thing he can do.

Dusha was stunned and looked at Rong Hui. After a moment, she came to her senses and was happy to be. Rong Hui didn't know how he said this, which was embarrassing for a moment. With a calm face, he turned around and went to the study. But he couldn't help being complacent. After a long time, he condensed his mind and began to meditate.

Dusha ordered the maid again: "I'm getting up tomorrow morning!" Only then did the maid on duty fall asleep at night.