Chapter 481 Look, am I seeing a ghost?
When Jiang Qingzhi and Sun Chonglou arrived at Xin'an Lane, a child playing in the mud at the entrance of the lane saw them and shouted, "Sun Shitou is home, Sun Shitou is home!"
In an instant the whole alley came alive.
The neighbors came out of their homes, some holding kitchen knives, some holding rolling pins, some holding bowls and chopsticks, and some with flour on their hands...
"Is the stone back?"
"Shitou, have you ever been beaten?"
"Oh! He looks thinner, uncle, you need to nourish Shitou."
"I just stewed an old hen at home. Give me half of it."
Jiang Qingzhi stopped and looked at Sun Chonglou who was surrounded in the middle, and he was in high spirits sharing his experience in the imperial prison with the neighbors.
"It stinks in there, with a musty smell. Some people groan at night, and some people scream all the time. When asked why, they won't tell me. Some people are reciting poems, and some are shouting, saying that they are innocent and begging Your Majesty to have mercy... Some people are being tortured, it's so miserable, the screams are even more miserable than the screams of Sun Bu Tong when he was scratched by Duo Duo last time..."
Fu Cheng and Dou Jialan watched this scene outside the mansion. Fu Cheng said, "Shi Tou is innocent and naive. He likes whoever he likes and dislikes whoever he dislikes. This child may seem simple-minded, but he actually knows what he is doing. He can hang out with Duke Cheng, and he can also get along well with these neighbors..."
"Stones are naturally able to make people happy." Dou Jialan said, and then said bitterly: "They just like to tease me."
"Haha!" Fu Cheng smiled, "There is one good thing about this child, that is, he will protect the person he likes."
"Yes, the last time I encountered an assassin, he had a bow and arrow in his hand. I rushed forward at the risk of my life, but was knocked away by a rock..."
In Bo's house, Sun Chonglou is the happy person. Outside, he is the Asura that makes Jiang Qingzhi's enemies tremble with fear.
But to Dou Jialan, he is a naughty boy who likes to do bad things.
"Shi Tou hasn't been at home these few days, and everyone feels uncomfortable." Sun Bu Tong came out.
Sun Shitou said goodbye to the enthusiastic neighbors and said, "We'll talk later. I'm going home to eat first."
The young master personally stewed beef brisket for him. Thinking of the tender stewed beef brisket sandwiched between the split bread, when he took a bite, the gravy and sauce mixed with the taste of the bread...
Sun Chonglou was drooling.
"Stone." An old man said, "In the morning... are you still waking me up?"
Sun Shitou said without hesitation: "Scream!"
The old man sighed, "Without your voice this morning, I always felt like something was missing. Okay, I'm going back. I didn't see that the uncle was blocked by you and others."
Then everyone dispersed with a smile.
"Master!"
"Old man!"
"You little brat!" Fu Cheng said with a straight face, "If you act so recklessly again next time, your legs will be broken."
"I've told you so many times not to call me old Dou!" Dou Jialan said with a cold face.
"Got it, old man!"
As soon as Sun Chonglou entered the house, he was surrounded by another group of people. After the meal started, everyone still gathered around him to eat.
"...When the clerk came in, he said that the long-term chief, William, had said..."
Sun Chonglou swallowed the food in his mouth and said happily, "Those people were dumbfounded when they heard it. I stared at Lu Bing. Good fellow, after hearing what the clerk said about the young master, this guy actually clenched his fists, and his face turned red, just like when his father was mad at me."
"Sun Chonglou!" Dou Jialan shouted.
"I understand, old man." Sun Chonglou curled his lips and whispered, "Women are troublesome."
Sun Bu Tong raised his eyebrows and smiled obscenely, "You won't find it troublesome in the future."
Sun Chonglou sighed, "The young master also said so. But what's so good about women?"
Xu Wei suddenly asked: "What else does Lu Bing have to say?"
Sun Chonglou thought for a moment, "I kept staring at him, and I saw on his face... it was like he was in agony. Yes, it was like he was holding back his poop, but couldn't poop."
Xu Wei glanced at Hu Zongxian.
Hu Zongxian said, "To this day, Lord Bo's status is only higher than his. Lu Bing is good at keeping himself safe, but this time he broke up with Lord Bo after a short period of working together. From the perspective of interests, it does not bring much benefit to him, but a lot of disadvantages. He is willing to do this, there is only one possibility... jealousy!"
"People! Be content." Xu Wei said with emotion: "Just like me, I am satisfied as long as I have three meals a day and a drink."
After dinner, Xu Wei staggered out for a stroll.
"Why are you here again?" Xu Wei muttered when he saw the vegetable market.
Yang Zhaodi was eating. Her lunch was simple, a piece of bread, some pickles, and a piece of dried meat she brought from home.
One advantage of this business is that there is no shortage of meat. If there is leftover pork that cannot be sold, it will become smelly overnight. Yang Zhaodi will make the meat into jerky, sell most of it, and eat the rest at home.
"coming?"
"coming."
Xu Wei walked to the stall and shouted, "We just slaughtered the pig this morning. It was still full of energy! The fat is three fingers thick and your mouth will be filled with oil when you take a bite."
This lady is obviously blessed. Why doesn't she bring some meat back for the boys at home? The weather is hot and it is the time for growth. Eat more meat every day and you will be strong and muscular in two years..."
"You are such a nice person, give me two pounds of meat."
"Look at what you said. I'm telling the truth."
"Another piece of liver!"
"You look like a generous person..."
"Give me a piece of intestine. The dog at home has worked hard to guard the house." "Tsk tsk! Everyone says I'm a philanthropist, but compared to you, my charity is not charity at all, it's just pretense..."
Xu Wei kept talking and working. He easily cut off a piece of pork belly with his butcher knife, weighed it, and let go of the scale with his right hand. "Look, it's so full that I can't even hold it down. It's a little over two pounds, so I'll give it to you."
"I'll give you an extra piece of intestine."
"Walk slowly."
Xu Wei put down his butcher knife and turned around and said, "Isn't this considered as becoming a Buddha right now?"
Yang Zhaodi ate the cake and nodded, "I am so happy."
Xu Wei smiled, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Look at my luck, I actually saw someone..."
He saw King Jing and the eunuch Huang Jian beside him walking hurriedly towards the outside of the city. Both of them were carrying large bags and seemed to be going to do something.
Prince Jing did not come to the Duke's Mansion today because his mother, Concubine Lu Jing, summoned him.
"This lie was told to the uncle, how interesting!"
Xu Wei shouted with a smile, "This is the best pork!"
A woman came over with a bamboo basket on her shoulder. "Have you heard?"
"What's the matter?" Xu Wei looked gossipy.
The woman hesitated to speak, Xu Wei secretly laughed in his heart, pretended not to care, and shouted: "The best pork, just slaughtered this morning!"
Seeing that he didn't care, the woman couldn't sell Guanzi anymore, "Zhang's Mu was stolen."
"Which Zhang family?" someone asked.
The woman perked up when she saw someone paying attention to her. "It's the Zhang family member who died yesterday."
"That kid from his family?"
"Correct."
"He was the one who stole something and was discovered by the owner. He beat the owner up, was chased by the soldiers, and was hit and killed by a carriage because he was in a panic?"
"it's him!"
"Oh! This tomb robber is so good! God has eyes."
"That's right. The boss of the Zhang family is not a bad guy, but he has done a lot of things to bully people." Yang Zhaodi also joined the gossip battle, "He used to take a lot of money from us. Now that he is dead, it can be said that God has a good will!"
After chatting for a while, Yang Zhaodi came back and sat down in a daze.
"Why? Now that Boss Yang, who collected the money, has died, you have saved some money every month since then. Why are you not happy?" Xu Wei asked.
Yang Zhaodi glanced at him. "When one Boss Yang leaves, another Boss Yang will come to collect the money. Although Boss Yang collects money, he generally has a fixed amount every month. If a new one comes... God knows how much he will collect."
Xu Wei said: "Why don't we join forces to expel them?"
Yang Zhaodi shook her head. "Someone started it, but no one followed... Everyone is just watching the fun! If you have the upper hand, everyone will fight. If you are defeated, those people will show their friendship. No one is a fool."
As for reporting to the police, both of them tacitly did not mention it.
If reporting to the police was effective, why would Boss Yang have been able to run rampant for so many years?
"Or..." Xu Wei hesitated to speak.
"You want to use the prestige of the Bo Mansion to scare them?" Yang Zhaodi shook her head. "I don't think your life in that mansion will be easy. Why bother asking for help for us? You might even get scolded and punished."
Having a bad day?
"How do you know that I'm having a hard time?" Xu Wei said with a smile.
Yang Zhaodi said, "I've seen that the stewards of those powerful families always bring followers with them when they go out, and most of them wear brocade robes. It's not that I only look at clothes and don't recognize people, but look at yourself... There are many stains on your collar, you walk alone, and you look smiling... You don't look like that at all."
Xu Wei looked down at his clothes and thought it seemed like... he hadn't changed them for five days!
He felt a little guilty, "I've been busy lately and didn't pay attention to it."
"If you can't do this anymore..." Yang Zhaodi looked at him, "I'll find you a job so you can at least support yourself."
Xu Wei said awkwardly: "I don't need this."
"Then clean them up." Yang Zhaodi said, "Whether the clothes are good or not is one thing, whether they are clean or not is another. No..."
Swish!
Yang Zhaodi swore that she had never seen anyone undress as quickly as Xu Wei in her life.
"Thank you for the trouble." He threw his outer robe on the chopping board and bowed, "I'll bring you some food later as a thank you."
"Hey!" As soon as Yang Zhaodi spoke, Xu Wei ran away, "It's just some food, don't be polite!"
Only then did Yang Zhaodi discover a small package under the chopping board and opened it.
"Oh! It's braised beef, so fragrant. What is this? Dim sum, this guy is a thoughtful person!" The old man at the next stall said ambiguously: "Zhao Di, why don't you just give in!"
Yang Zhaodi tilted her head and watched Xu Wei walk out of the city. She wrapped her bag, looked at the outer garment, and said, "He may seem to be smiling, but I can smell the arrogance in his bones even from ten miles away."
Xu Wei followed King Jing out of the city.
They arrived at a desolate place. Xu Wei looked up and saw mountains full of graves.
He hid behind a tree and saw Huang Jian take out incense, candles and paper money to burn, and King Jing walked to a new grave, as if praying.
After a while, King Jing turned around, and Xu Wei quickly hid behind a tree, and then he heard King Jing's instructions:
"I heard that this person has a thin body, so I think his muscles will be tighter."
"Your Highness is wise."
"In that case, choose it! Take the hoe and dig!"
(End of this chapter)
