Chapter 30 What's disgusting

Song Nan sat alone in Fang's shop, with a few plates of wine and vegetables in front of her. After rushing back to Weizhou in the morning, she fell asleep and didn't get up to wash up until noon. Ping'er warmed the food and let Song Nan eat some. Song Nan went out again without eating.

According to the plan, after Fang Datong went to Heishan Fort in the morning to verify the confession and prisoners, he would rush to Wang Dan's house to report on Jiang Bin's affairs to the Ministry of War. Whether the matter went well or not will be this afternoon, either Wang Dan turned against others or he compromised softly. In short, the preliminary results will be announced in the afternoon; Fang Datong will meet with himself in Fang's small shop to discuss how things are going, so Song Nan rushed to the shop in advance to wait.

I don't know why, compared with the previous meetings, Aunt Fang's attitude towards Song Nan was much colder. She didn't talk much with him. She only asked what wine and dishes to eat, and she disappeared after the wine and vegetables were served. Song Nan also had no time to consider why Aunt Fang was like this. She sat alone in the store and drank and ate vegetables in an orderly manner, but she was anxious, and outside was a little anxious. The wind and grass will make Song Nan suspect that it was Wang Dan's soldiers and horses who came to arrest him. In a word, this matter is risky enough.

Song Nan is also reflecting that in order to get a military position and pave the way for Jiang Bin's future promotion, it was too risky, but soon Song Nan rejected her hesitation. It seemed too risky, but in fact it was worth it. She came to this strange era. , Wen can't enter the official with eight shares and has no skills. How can he survive in the future?

In addition, the Ming Dynasty is not a happy land for ordinary people, and it feels very bad that fate controls other people's hands. After experiencing the scenery of later generations, Song Nan will never allow her regained life to pass through this dynasty. It is better not to live in this life with a difficult and hateful life with a tail between her tail. Therefore, in the final analysis, You have to take control of your own destiny, so this kind of adventure is definitely worth it.

Outside the store, the green shadow flashed, and a beautiful figure rushed in like a gust of wind. The person came was Aunt Fang's cousin Lu Qingli. The little girl peeked left and right with big bright eyes. Her little face was nervously red. Seeing Song Nan sitting in the store and looking at her in surprise, she hurriedly pointed to her lips and 'booed'. Sound.

"Where's my cousin?" Lu Qingli asked softly.

Song Nan shook her head and said, "After drinking and vegetables, I went to the backyard. I don't know where it is."

Lu Qingli breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed the teapot on the counter and took a few sips. She reached out the back of her hand to wipe the water stains on her little mouth and said, "I'm scared to death. It's okay if my cousin is not here."

Song Nan smiled and said, "Is Miss Qingli so afraid of your cousin? What bad things have you done?"

Lu Qingli stamped her feet anx, "How can they do anything bad? However, every afternoon, I went to the teahouse across the street to listen to the old bookkeeper's story. The old man was really hateful and didn't want to finish it. He squeezed out a little every day, which made people very anxious. My cousin didn't allow me to run around and was reprimanded again when she saw it.

Song Nan was amused by Lu Qingli's charming look and said, "What story is so attractive? Does the girl have to listen to it every day?

Lu Qingli stared and sat opposite Song Nan and said, "It's a beautiful story. Mr. Song must have never heard of it. It's a monkey story. The monkey protected the Tang monk and went to the west to get scriptures. There are many monsters on the road. It's really interesting."

Song Nan almost fell down. Isn't this about Journey to the West? It seems that Journey to the West was indeed written by Wu Chengen, a native of the Ming Dynasty, but it seems that the year is not right. I remember that Wu Cheng'en wrote a book during the Jiajing period, but now it is the Hongzhi period, and there are decades of differences. Wu Cheng'en should not have been born yet. Thinking about it again, I can't help but feel relieved. Wu Chengen's Journey to the West may be based on these stories circulating among the people. There may not have been any stories of monkeys before him, so there is no need to make a fuss.

Lu Qingli said with great interest: "Monkeys are really good at rakeing ghosts with nine-toothed nails to kill ghosts and eliminate demons..."

Song Nan hurriedly said, "Wait... nine-toothed nail rake?"

"Yes, it's a nine-foot nail rake weighing hundreds of kilograms."

Song Nan's waterfall sweated. Where is this? Sun Wukong rakeed with a nine-foot nail, and his heroic image was completely destroyed.

"I know this story, but it's a little different from what you heard."

Lu Qingli said excitedly, "Do you also know this story?"

Song Nan enjoyed talking with this little girl, which somewhat relieved her nervousness, so she smiled and said, "You know, have you heard of the three dozen white bone spirits?"

"No!" Lu Qingli shook her head.

"What about the real and fake monkey king?"

"No."

"What about the havoc in Heaven?"

"No."

"Where's your daughter's country?"

"no..."

Song Nan's eyes are dark. I haven't heard so many classic scenes. How dare you say that this story sounds good? This little girl is too easily fascinated.

"Are these all the stories of that monkey? Why didn't the old man say anything? Lu Qingli asked innocently with her big eyes open.

Song Nan smiled and said to himself: That's because Wu Cheng'en hasn't been born yet.

"Well... Mr. Song, can you listen to me?" Lu Qingli looked at Song Nan with her eyes shining and expectantly.

Song Nan smiled and said, "It's better to talk to you when you have time."

"Don't change the day. Aren't you empty now? Can you tell me a paragraph? At worst, I'll add a side dish for you and give you a pot of good wine. It's cheaper for you.

Before Song Nan could speak, she heard a cold voice from the back door: "Qingli, don't know the rules. What's the style of the girl's pestering guests?"

The two looked at it in astonishment and saw that Fang Gu's beautiful face was covered with frost and stood at the back door with a long sword in her hand. Obviously, she had just gone to the backyard bamboo forest to practice.

Lu Qingli spit out her pink tongue and quickly got up and slipped behind the counter. Song Nan was a little embarrassed and coughed, "Aunt Fang, are you here? It's none of Miss Qingli."

Aunt Fang snorted coldly and said, "You are a guest officer, and the guest master is small, and it has none to do with you."

Song Nan is still waiting to talk about it. Aunt Fang has turned around and quickly walked upstairs. Song Nan opened her mouth and didn't understand why she offended the beautiful boss's wife.

Song Nan ate a few mouthfuls of wine and vegetables boringly. Looking at the sunlight, it was estimated that it was almost the end of the time. Fang Datong didn't even have a personal figure. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He stood up and looked from the window and looked at the door of the courtyard. He happened to see a strong figure quickly flash into the half-closed courtyard door. He breathed a sigh of relief. It was Fang Datong .

Fang Datong was cautious. He was not in a hurry to enter the house when he entered the courtyard door. He leaned behind the courtyard door and listened out for a while. After a long time, he gently closed the firewood door and walked towards the small shop. Song Nan waved gently, and Fang Datong took three steps and took two steps to Song Nan to sit down. I can't stop looking around the store.

"How's it going?" Song Nan asked bluntly.

Fang Datong made a gesture, looked behind the counter and held Lu Qingli, who was thinking nonsense, and said, "Shopgirl, you don't need to serve here. Find a place to stay."

Lu Qingli was stunned and said, "But I have to look at the store. What if a guest comes?"

Fang Datong took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it on the counter and said, "No one will serve you when you come. I will buy you in this small shop. Don't be wordy. I have something to say to Mr. Song. It's not suitable for you to stay here."

Lu Qingli opened her eyes and wanted the other party to fight back with Datong's domineering attitude. Aunt Fang's voice sounded on the stairs: "Qingli, come upstairs and help me make some needles and threads. Don't disturb the guests."

Lu Qingli reluctantly left the counter and went upstairs. It was not until the footsteps on the stairs disappeared that Fang Datong turned his face and whispered, "Why do you want to meet here? It's suspicious for anyone to come in and see you and me, especially at this time."

Song Nan whispered, "It should be very safe here. Besides, I can't find a good place. It's very secluded here."

Fang Datong sneered and said, "Is it secluded? Is there a secluded place in this city?

Song Nan said, "Why did you come here until now? How's it going?"

Fang Datong said, "Do you think so? Out of Wang Dan's house, there were a few tails behind him. If I hadn't dumped them wisely, I wouldn't have had a chance to get out of here at all. Damn it, Wang Dan, an old man, would have played this with me.

Song Nan frowned and said, "How was the conversation in the house? What's Wang Dan's reaction?"

Fang Datong smiled and said to his mouth with a wine jug and said, "As you expected, I was mad and scared to pee. Originally, I was worried that he would overreact, but he soon became cowardly. Speaking of it, I admire you a little."

Song Nan smiled and said, "Who has to be confused about such a thing, but it's still more careful. Does Wang Dan ask you not to disclose this matter for the time being?"

Fang Datong said, "Yes, he also took 3,000 taels of silver to block my mouth."

Song Nan was shocked, "Did you accept it?"

Fang Datong glanced at Song Nan and said, "Have you been in vain for so many years? Didn't you say that there was a ghost in this matter after receiving his money? The old man is obviously testing me and pulling me into the water. How can I be fooled? But it really hurts, 3,000 taels of white silver. Fang Datong fangted his teeth and regretted it.

Song Nan sneered and said, "Can three thousand taels be smoothed out? Fang Baihu's appetite is also too small. How can he let go without tens of thousands of taels of silver in this matter? What did he say in the end?

Fang Datong said, "He asked me to give me a few days to find out what happened, and said that Jiang Bin secretly framed him; tell me honestly, are those two Tart prisoners and confessions fabricated? I have always had a feeling of being played with by you. Are you and Jiang Bin just using me?

Song Nan smiled and said nothing. Fang Datong patted the table and said angrily, "I knew I was fooled by you. Damn it, you two are dead."