Chapter 3 Border City Unclean Land

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The oil lamp in Song Nan's wing room was on all night. Xiao Ping woke up in the middle of the night and was a little curious. She peeked at what the young master was doing through the crack of the door, but saw Song Nan taking out a large pile of ancient books and stacking them on the table, rummaging up and picking them up sweating.

Xiaoping doesn't know why. The young master seems to want to study hard, but he can't quench his thirst. Even if he can pass the imperial examination, how will he overcome the current difficulties? Song Nan said during the day that he would get money to solve the livelihood problem tomorrow morning. In Song's mother and Xiaoping's opinion, it was just a childish joke. What can the young master do to get money?

The rooster crowed and announced the dawn, and the sky was bright. Xiaoping waited for Song's mother to dress up. When the two walked out of the hall, they were shocked by the scene in the yard. Song Nan was wearing pajamas on the big stone mill in the middle of the yard, and her body twisted into various strange postures. Her mouth breathed and made a strange sounds, as if she had been evil. General.

Mother Song swooped. Her son seemed to be evil. He turned around the ghost door. Can't he be possessed by dirty things?

Song Nan opened her eyes and sighed and ended the morning yoga exercise cultivated in later generations. This body is a little disobedient. The ligament muscles are not as gentle as the body of later generations, and she can only do some of the most basic postures and breathing.

"My son, what's wrong with you? What did you do in the yard early in the morning? Don't scare your mother." Song's mother came forward nervously and took out a towel to wipe Song Nan's sweat.

Song Nan smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm exercising. My body is too weak and I'm always sick. Exercise can make me less sick. Don't worry."

Song's mother sighed and patted her chest and said, "So it is. I thought my son was evil. Your postures just now are very strange, and my mother has never seen it."

Song Nan was speechless and had no way to explain what yoga was. She smiled and said, "In the future, I'm hungry and smelled the aroma of millet porridge. I feel good today. I'm going to drink three bowls, and then I'll go get the money."

Song's mother said suspiciously, "Where is my son going to get money?" You are not allowed to commit crimes and get some unrighteous wealth. Although our family is poor, we don't do those disgraceful things.

Song Nan said, "Don't worry, I just took back the money that belongs to me. I will never be a traitor. Besides, can I steal or rob it?"

Song's mother didn't know what Song Nan meant to get back the money that belonged to him, but she was relieved to hear Song Nan's words. She didn't believe that her son could get any money back, but as long as her son was happy, it was okay to go out for a walk, and with the big cow next door, nothing would happen.

After breakfast, Li Daniel next door has called the door outside the hospital. Yesterday evening, Song Nan greeted Daniel and asked him to accompany him to do something early this morning. It's not that Song Nan dares to do something alone. He is really not familiar with Weizhou City. He can't distinguish between southeast and northwest, and needs Daniel as a guide.

Weizhou City is not very large. There are only four main streets spann north and west, and the rest are small streets and alleys. The most prosperous is a large street running through the north and south. The layout of the city is also a little strange. Generally, the city is full of four gates, while Weizhou has only three gates in the southeast and west, the northernmost There are temples and Taoism such as the Sanyuan Palace of the Jade Emperor's Temple, and the state government is also there. The reason for this layout is also to facilitate the defense of the remnants of the Mongolian Yuan. After all, although the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, although most areas in the north nominally submit to the Ming Dynasty, in fact, it is still under the actual control of the Mongols, and riding and disturbing the border often happens.

The two went out of the alley to the east, crossed a small stone bridge and took hundreds of steps and turned to a street. As the sun rose, the crowd on the street gradually became bustling, and the noise of shouting was full of ear drums. From time to time, a small group of soldiers held their heads high, or there were officials shouting gongs, and there were fresh clothes and angry horses wearing high crowns and red and yellow. The knight in the armor galloped by majestically, scaring passers-by to roll and crawl to avoid.

When Song Nan really saw the ancient street scene for the first time, she was a little confused. Several fast horses galloped in. If it hadn't been for the big cow's eyes and pulled him quickly and was almost knocked away by the horse, the horse's knight had no intention of slowing down at all, but left a fierce curse and gallop away.

Da Niu looked at the back of the distant cavalry and spat and scolded, "Bah, a group of dogs are fighting for human power."

Song Nan frowned and said, "Who are these people? Why are you so arrogant?

Da Niu looked around and whispered, "You don't know them if you don't go out all day long. Have you seen the knife on their waist? That's the embroidered spring knife. Do you know who they are this time?

Song Nan frowned and said, "Embroken Spring Knife?"

Da Niu said, "Yes, there is only one kind of person in Daming who is qualified to wear this kind of knife, which is the brocade guard. It is said that it is made of fine steel. The blade is as thin and sharp as wings, and it can be cut and thorny. Hey hey, one day I can have a handle." Da Niu licked his lips and his eyes were full of envy.

Song Nan's heart is full of, embroidered spring knives, flying fish clothes, and brocade guards. These terms are not strange in later generations. In Song Nan's impression, the brocade guards of the Ming Dynasty are some ruthless secret agents and murderous demons who do not blink. Unexpectedly, they can see brocade guards with their own eyes on the streets of Weizhou today. Sure enough, the brocade guards of the Ming Dynasty are all over the world. It's not a lie. Jinyiwei appeared in this small Weizhou city.

Song Nan thought about it, but he laughed and said, "What are you going to do? Do you want to use it up the mountain to cut firewood?"

Da Niu touched his head and laughed. He just wanted to think about whether the embroidered spring knife could be easily obtained. It is said that the brocade guard has a knife for each person, and the knife is numbered. The knife is in the place, and the knife is dead. Even if someone sends a handle to himself, he dares not take it, which will cause great disaster, and he does not have the courage.

"Brother Nan, where are we going? Didn't you say you had something to do?" Da Niu came back from his imagination and asked.

"Where is Song Mansion? I'm going to get back what belongs to me." Song Nandao.

"Soongfu, do you mean your original home?" The bull opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, it's my original home, where there is my property. I want to come back all, so that my mother doesn't have to worry about making a living."

"Are you crazy? How can they give it to you? Mrs. Yan is famous for being fierce and vicious. I heard my mother say that if it hadn't been for this thief and shrew, you and Aunt Song would not have fallen to such a point..."

Song Nan sneered and said, "That was when I was young and I couldn't argue with them. Now I'm not afraid of them. It should be mine. I want to come back a lot, but I can't help playing with her."

Li Daniu looked at Song Nan unexpectedly, as if he had known Song Nan on the first day. It was the first time he had seen Song Nan speak in such a tone. In the past, Song Nan couldn't speak submissively. After playing with him for five years, he sometimes treated Song Nan as a little sister, but he had never seen Song Nan today. This way.

"Don't worry, I haven't been out for a long time and don't know the way. Just give me the way. When you get to Songfu, you can leave." Song Nan saw that Li Daniu's expression was stunned and thought that Li Daniu was afraid, so he comforted him.

Li Daniu blushed and said, "Brother Nan, do you underestimate me, Li Daniu? Am I Li Daniu afraid of things? When did you get bullied and didn't come forward for you? Unexpectedly, looking at me like this, I just regret not bringing the firewood knife. If you had told me earlier, I would have pinned the firewood knife to my waist; whatever, just find a good guy.

Li Daniu turned his head and looked around. There were no sticks or anything on the street. There were a lot of cow shit and horse dung. After looking for a long time, he found a green brick behind the beggar's buttocks on the corner of the street. He quickly jumped over and grabbed it in his hand and immediately attracted the beggar's white eyes.

Song Nan laughed dumbly. Li Daniu was a man of his personality. It turned out that he was wrong. He quickly broke down the green bricks in his hand and threw them on the ground and said, "We're not going to fight. What are you doing with this thing?"

Li Daniu said, "I'm afraid it won't work if we don't fight. There are many families in Songfu, and they may suffer losses."

Song Nan smiled and said, "I have my own way. All you have to do is listen to me. Let's go to do business quickly and ask my mother to make leek and mutton dumplings for us in the evening."

Song Nan stepped forward, and Li Daniu followed in confusion. I don't know why this weak Nange came from so confident today.