Lu Feng felt deeply indebted to this nephew, if he hadn't been not dedicated enough back then, he wouldn't have left the two mother and son homeless. Speaking of it, it is also fate, so it will be wrong.
The Lu family also suffered a catastrophe that year. The originally prosperous family was destroyed by a sudden flood. The Lu family originally had five brothers and six brothers and sisters from Lu Liuzhi who married out, and Lu Feng was the fifth eldest. Boss Lu was washed away by the flood in order to save others, and even the bones were not found. The second child and Lu's father and Lu's mother both died of the plague after the flood. The third and fourth children, like Lu Feng, went to serve in the army for their livelihood, but they all died in battle. He is the only one left in Lu Feng's generation, and he also raised the other brothers' families.
At that time, their Lu family was also impoverished due to the disaster. There were no men supporting the facade, and the family was full of women and children. If it weren't for the aggressive women in the family, they would have been taken advantage of by the bum. The world is difficult, and several women can't take care of themselves with their children. Lu Feng can't take care of his family when he is a soldier outside, and he can't take care of his younger sister who married out.
Lu Feng did not have the luck of Wen Yuanhou, he had been in the army for five years before he became a small commander. After several years of traveling abroad, even his own son didn't know his father when he returned home. At that time, his younger sister had long since disappeared, and Lu Feng had always thought that Lu Liuzhi and the child had died in a plague. When searching for news everywhere, it was only when I met the neighbors of the dealer that I realized how hard Lu Liuzhi was at home.
Seeing Wen Yuanhou's spring breeze again, Lu Feng thought of his sister dying in such desolation, so he was so angry that he would make trouble for the other party whenever he had the opportunity. Now that the nephew is back, even though he still dislikes Wen Yuanhou, he doesn't want his nephew to be difficult at home, so he has to restrain himself in the future.
Lu Feng left after saying a few words, so as not to be angry when he saw Wen Yuanhou for a while, he told Zhuang Zhong to go home and take a look when he had time to remember. Back then Lu Liuzhi stayed at home for a long time and got along very well with his sisters-in-law, and even helped them take care of their children when they were not married. Lu Liuzhi got such a result, and the sisters-in-law were very annoyed. If he had been more distracted to look after this place back then, this neat sister-in-law would not have fallen into such a situation. Hearing that Lu Liuzhi's son had been found but not dead, they were very happy. If it wasn't for the many rules in Beijing and the almost enmity with Wen Yuanhou, they would have come here with Lu Feng.
When Zhuang Zhong heard that he directly made an appointment to visit tomorrow, Lu Feng was even happier when he heard this, and when he left, he still had a smile on his face when he met Wen Yuanhou.
Knowing that Zhuang Zhong was going to visit Lu Feng tomorrow, Wen Yuanhou didn't have any objection, and asked the accountant to pay Zhuang Zhong a hundred pennies. If you need to buy anything, you can go to the street to buy it yourself, and you can go to play wherever you want, as long as you don’t cause trouble, and you are given great freedom.
The accountant is solemnly assigned to Jiaozi, and the main currency in Dayou’s market is copper coins, and Jiaozi is only used for large transactions. Zhuang Zhong didn't know what to buy. Although he came to this world for two years, he has been staying in the countryside. He really doesn't know what a big city is like.
Fortunately, Wen Yuanhou assigned Zhuang Zhong a servant who was the most intelligent and familiar with the capital, so he could take him to the right place without his worrying. The young servant is called Dongzi, and he is not only familiar with the capital city, but also has a good understanding of etiquette, customs, gossip and anecdotes. It's not lonely to chatter all the way, and you can also infer the customs of the capital based on the information in the words.
The two of them went out early the next morning, and planned to have breakfast outside. Go shopping for gifts first, and then go to Lu’s house. Zhuang Zhong has never been a showy person, and he is not very particular about food, so he asked Dongzi to lead him to a high-quality and cheap civilian food stall.
Dongzi's eyes rolled, "Master, I know a family of fried noodles tastes particularly good, even Wangjiang Tower can't compare!"
Wangjiang Tower is the best and most luxurious restaurant in the capital and even in Dayou. Zhuang Zhong, a country bumpkin who has just arrived, has heard of its reputation. Go in once, and Zhuang Zhong's belongings can be emptied directly.
Zhuang Zhong laughed, "What advantage does that store give you, that you praise it like this. Where is Wangjiang Tower, how can it sell fried noodles with pork. One of the main ingredients in it is pork."
Pork is a lowly item in Dayou, even dignitaries and nobles don't bother to eat it. If anyone entertains guests with pork, the guests must think they look down on him. As a result, there was no pork on the dining table in Wenyuanhou's mansion, which made Wei Zhuangzhuang, who was not tired of eating pork, very depressed. Of course, these rules are only for rich and noble families, and common people love pork very much.
Dongzi smirked, "Young master is really good at predicting things. The owner of the fried noodles is my uncle. But the little one is not lying. The fried noodles made by my uncle's house are absolutely amazing. If you don't eat the small fried noodles Cut off the head and give it to you as a kick for the young master!"
Dayou slaves are all hired, they have personal freedom and salary, they work in the master's house according to the age in the contract, they will not be bound to the master's house for generations, and they don't belong to the humble family, at least there are no more slaves on the surface system. In fact, there are still many servants serving the master's family for generations, especially those of the prince's family. As long as they are not particularly mean, they will not be happy to let those servants leave them. After all, there is no such decent and rich work outside. Seventh rank official.
Dongzi's family volunteered the whole family to serve in Wenyuanhou's mansion, and they were more beautiful than ordinary relatives.
Zhuang Zhong patted Dongzi on the head, "You sell so hard, your uncle should give you some commission."
Some words Dongzi sound vague, but you can probably guess the meaning from the literal and context, just think it is a country dialect.
After the carriage walked for a while, Dongzi pointed to the front and said, "Here, the shop under the willow tree in front is the place to be, and you can see Wangjiang River from the window. Not only is the food delicious, but the scenery is also good. Hey, why are there so many people over there? "
There was a group of people surrounded by the river bank, and the miserable cries wafted out from the crowd, which became clearer as they got closer.
"Why do you have the heart to go away like this, leaving us orphans and widows? How can you live! If you don't drink so much, you must listen, and now your life is at stake! God thief, our family's life is so bad! I just got better, how can you treat me like this. You, the head of the family, wake up, our mother and I can't live without you!"
"Father, wake up, uh... Daddy, I want Daddy!"
Hearing that the movement was wrong, Zhuang Zhong quickly jumped out of the carriage. His professional habit is to rush over as soon as he hears a murder case, no matter whether it is true or not. Dongzi also hurriedly followed. There were a lot of onlookers, and the two finally squeezed into the crowd.
A middle-aged man was lying wet on the ground, his face was purple, his hands were clenched, his belly was swollen, and his whole body was wrinkled and white. A man who looked like a doctor squatted down to feel his pulse, shook his head and said: "I have no breath."
Dongzi squeezed in and yelled out when he saw the man, "Uncle! What's going on? Didn't he be fine last night? He drank a lot of wine with my father, why..."
The crying woman got up from the ground, grabbed Dongzi's clothes and cursed, "It was your father who killed me as the head of the house. If your father hadn't made him drink so much, how could he have gotten drunk and fell into the water?" drown!"
No matter how clever Dongzi was, she was no more than a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. When she encountered this scene, she was stunned and at a loss for a while. He was scratched by the woman and didn't dare to resist. Fortunately, the person next to him quickly pulled away, otherwise his entire face would be stained.
Zhuang Zhong didn't pay attention to Dongzi's side, but knelt in front of the corpse, pressed his fingers on his eyeballs and observed carefully, only to see that the pupils were deformed, and when he let go, the pupils recovered, and he was overjoyed. Just as he was about to raise his head to speak, he was pulled by the woman again, Xia Tian was wearing thin clothes, most of his chest was exposed.
"What are you doing! My husband is dead, how can you bully him like this!" The woman was already a little crazy, her eyes were bloodshot.
Zhuang Zhong shouted loudly, "He is not dead yet, if you want to save him, you have to do what I say, and there is still a chance of survival!"
The crazy woman suddenly fell silent, her body trembling slightly, "You, are you serious? If you can save him, our family will be your cow and horse for the rest of your life!"
The doctor at the side was astonished, "How is it possible, I just checked that he has no pulse."
Dongzi also came to his senses at this time, regardless of whether the solemnity is lying or telling the truth, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Dongzi also wants to try, otherwise both families will be ruined, "Master, please try it! My uncle can't Die."
Zhuang Zhong didn't have time to explain to these people, saving people is like putting out a fire, so he casually grabbed a seemingly fit person from the crowd, "Brother, I'm tired, it's important to save people."
The man glanced at him, then looked at the crowd, then nodded and followed what Zhuang Zhong said.
Solemnly bend the feet of the drowning man, and then ask Dongzi to lift the drowning man onto the shoulders of the passer-by with him, and put the two of them back to back, "You walk with your backs on your back."
The passer-by followed his instructions, Zhuang Zhuang was worried and shouted again: "Is there any dry soil here? The wall mud can also be used, or is it saponin?"
Although the others didn't know what Zhuang wanted to do, they actively helped.
"There are a lot of mud in the walled courtyard, so let's carry them away."
They are all neighbors in the neighborhood, no matter how their relationship is on weekdays, anyone who can help at this juncture will help, and a lot of wall mud will be brought in after a while. Zhuang Zhong ordered someone to put the wall mud on the ground. At this moment, Dongzi yelled: "Ah, uncle, he spit water!"
The crowd erupted immediately, and Zhuang Zhong was overjoyed, "Hurry up, put the man down, lie on his back, and bury him with soil, leaving only his eyes open."
The people who thought the young man was messing around didn't dare to raise any objections, so they acted quickly and buried Uncle Dongzi in a short while.
In the early morning, this alley is a bustling time, and most people in the world like to gossip. Seeing so many people around here, they are very curious.
"What happened over there?"
"There was a man who drowned and soaked in the river overnight. He was out of breath a long time ago, and he is being rescued now."
"What?" The passer-by thought there was something wrong with his ears. "Save the dead?"
One person said seriously: "This is called burying the dead to save the living."
Immediately, he started to show off, talking so much that he even involved Pangu Kaitian, and coaxed people who didn't know the whole story into a daze.
"Is that saved?"
"Uh... I was squeezed out just now, maybe I have to wait."
Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the people inside seemed unusually quiet. Everyone was staring at the man who was half buried, not even daring to breathe too hard. Just in case there was any sound they missed, their hearts beat faster than usual.
"cough-"
"Father!" There was a weak coughing sound from the mound, and the little boy who had been staring at the mound all the time suddenly rushed forward and yelled.
Everyone immediately cheered, and Dongzi's aunt passed out with a thud.
Zhuang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, there was still a long way to go before he could be saved. He didn't dare to be negligent, and waited a while for the man to finish spitting out the water, then ordered someone to dig him out of the soil, and asked the doctor to check his pulse to see if he needed any medicine. He didn't have a doctor around for the follow-up work okay.
The doctor's pulse-taking hands were trembling, and he couldn't speak smoothly, "Live, live!"
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PS: This method of saving a drowning person is recorded in Song Ci's "Washing Injustice Records", I don't know if it works or not. = This world has something in common with the Song Dynasty, cough, so this method can also save people here...
Therefore, my article is very pseudo-scientific ︿(￣︶￣)︿ has sources, but right? Just read it as a cheat, don’t use a professional eye