This day is the day to go to the big fair. The country folks are usually short of supplies and inconvenient to buy goods. Therefore, the day of going to the fair once a week is the main means for everyone to buy goods. This kind of market is different from the shops and shopping streets in the city. They are all mobile vendors from all over the place. Find an open space in the market to build a shelf, and this shop is considered to be a success.
On this day, the villagers from Shiliba Township all flocked to the town, setting up stalls, buying things and buying things, animal markets, cooked vegetable markets, old goods markets, clothing markets, and all kinds of business have their own conventions. Land boundary. , The girls are dressed up, the boys are alive and kicking, the half-old children are running around in the thighs of the adults, the aroma of the cooked butcher shop, the roar of the cattle, the shouting of the businessmen, the sound of bargaining...like the noise of the world The miscellaneous things are gathered together, and the usually depressed town is filled with the atmosphere of festivals.
The master of the slaughterhouse, bare-armed, took out the steaming internal organs from the belly of the newly slaughtered animal, and someone next to him immediately took it to clean it, and threw it quickly into a large pot of blue bricks with firewood. No After a while, a tempting aroma emerged from the pot. The master opened a row of big arms, sprinkled with chopped green onion and ginger, scooped a spoonful of thick soup from the big pot and poured it in, and fished out the cooked intestines with an iron hook. Cut into several sections and throw a few pieces in each bowl. Add the red hot chili oil, the buns that are rubbed into pieces, and a bowl of fragrant mutton buns. A few guys dropped two dollars, picked up a bowl and snorted and ate with enthusiasm, while the children next to them licked their mouths.
On the stone steps in front of the guest house, squatting on an old man wearing old-fashioned round sunglasses, with a black hat on his head, and a pile of shabby clothes that have not been washed for a long time. He has not known the original color for a long time. The old man has a thin face. The sunken cheeks make people have an unspeakable impression, and I don't know whether it is hungry or natural bone surprise.
The scent of the butcher shop permeated, the old man sucked his nose and slapped his mouth twice. He heard the people coming and going next to him. He suddenly got a sense of energy. He straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and used bamboo. Chopsticks knocked the broken bowl in front of his lower body:
"Grandfathers and aunts, brothers and sisters, I am from the West. I am a storyteller who travels north and south, homes from all corners of the world, passing by the precious land, but I see the beautiful mountains and the beautiful clouds, no one spitting anywhere, no people spitting, no chaos When you cross the road, you don't see chickens and eggs, and don't see donkeys on trees. It's really a treasure of geomantic omen."
The voice is sharp, the words are round, and it sounds sonorous. Many idlers nearby were attracted, and some of them shouted: "You are playing, you blind man can see so clearly."
The old man ignored him and said to himself: "Brothers and sisters, men and women, old and young, Mo Laosan borrowed a piece of treasure from your side to tell everyone that if you have money, you will have a money market, and if you have no money, you don’t want it. Let’s go, you’ll have a personal battle. Here, I thank you all. I wish you all the best in every year. Give birth to a kid like a tiger, a tiger will be majestic, and a daughter like a green onion, beautiful and white. The more the young man grows, the more energetic the mother-in-law will be. Opening her mouth, the eldest girl grew more and more beautiful, and her parents-in-law ran and broke her leg with joy."
The people next to him burst into laughter. Seeing what he said was funny, people gradually gathered around him. The old man came to his interest and knocked the broken bowl in front of him with his bamboo chopsticks. Seeing no one was present, he raised his voice again:
"Brothers and sisters, grandfathers and aunts, someone asked; are you guys selling dog skin plasters? Tell you, we are all real people for generations, and those dog skin plasters are fake. We never play with the imaginary ones, just come. Come on the real, we're a storyteller..."
There was another person next to him booing: "You're bored. People tell me that they are holding three strings and pipa playing and singing. You take a broken bowl and knock on the old third section. If you want to eat, you also need to tell the story. Don't be afraid of losing the first. The human face is the same as the corner of the city wall..."
The old man was anxious, "You have to be a thief, such a skin! Don't look down on people, there is silver with a head and a face on the old three ancestor of Hungry Mo..."
The man wasn't angry, "You stick style, you say something fresh, listen to the hungry guys, and if you're done, please eat mutton steamed buns."
The old man pondered for a moment and said: "Dear officials, our Shaanxi is a good place for outstanding people. You are the Han of Mizhi's aunt Suide, and the charcoal of Qingjian Shiban Wayaogou. The brave Lv Bu of the world is our Suide. People, the shameless Diao Chan, the Mizhi people, as well as the King Li Zicheng who was in chaos in the late Ming Dynasty, and Han Shizhong, the anti-golden hero of the Southern Song Dynasty..."
The person next to him booed again: "Are you a second time, you have a group (don't say it)."
Someone next to him was so happy that he interrupted the man immediately, telling him not to interrupt.
Mo Laosan continued: "We Suide has been a'famous state in the world' since ancient times. It is located in the hinterland of northern Shaanxi, where the Dali River and Wuding River meet. It is the transportation hub of northern Shaanxi and has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. There are a lot of literati and military generals. The one we are talking about today is a hero who stands up to the ground, but there is no name in history. Why do you have a name?" After that, knock on the broken bowl in front of you. Someone dropped a few coins in.
Hearing the crisp sound of the coin hitting the bottom of the bowl, Mo Laosan got excited, swallowed and continued, "The great hero we are talking about today is called General Zhang, whose surname is Gong Chang Zhang, and his single name is Yu. You Know how capable this General Zhang is? Back then, Genghis Khan’s Mongolian army galloped across the Central Plains and was invincible. This general was the only one who dared to confront him."
Someone muttered next to him: "Bag X."
Mo Lao San ignored the man and said to himself, "It is said that this Genghis Khan is all over the world, and his iron cavalry has no rivals all over the world. How can he suffer the losses of the people who came out of this small place in Suide?"
"It turns out that this general has never read military books. He has only one trick to subdue the Mongols, which is called'the way of the other, and the body of the other'."
There was a burst of laughter in the crowd. This old Mo's concocting ability was still a little bit short, and even the martial arts novels were moved out. Mo Laosan ignored him and continued to talk freely: "This great general, whose ancestors were blacksmiths, made a living by going to the village and helping people to make iron tools. This Genghis Khan is a murderer who invaded the Central Plains. This Mongolian was born since he was a child. Living on horseback is the fierce and fierce robbery that has been done since childhood. Everywhere you go, you kill people and set fire to do no evil. Men kill all, women and children are slaves, crops and houses are burned, trees are cut down, and iron rides. , The corpses are everywhere, ruined and ruined, and there is no grass."
"Our general has been walking around with his father since childhood. I don't want to meet the Mongolian cavalry one day to fight the autumn wind. A team of men and horses slaughtered a small village. The men killed and the women plundered. Then look at General Zhang and his son. With iron tools on their backs, they plundered the two back to the general as slaves. The Mongolian general was violent and treated the father and son as pigs and dogs. The two survived the humiliation, followed the Mongolian army and moved around, hearing and seeing all kinds of Mongolian iron horses. Bad track."
The crowd listened to him sonorously, and his thin body was also quite majestic when these words came out of his mouth. A few people were attracted and surrounded them and listened to him.
"The general Zhang followed the army in the north and south for several years. He has grown up from a young man and a half to an adult. The man who has a sturdy back and strong brawn strength is not his ordinary Mongolian wrestling."
"One day, this Mongolian general got a good sword. The original owner of this sword was a prince of Mier's begging people. He was destroyed by the army of Genghis Khan. Because this general was brave in battle, Genghis Khan bestowed this sword. I gave it to him, this sword is made of cold iron from the outside world. The sword is six feet long, the back of the sword is wide and the palm is wide. It cuts iron like mud. Cutting wood is like cutting tofu. Unfortunately, the scabbard was lost when it was obtained, and the ordinary scabbard was lost. If it was not needed, it was handed over to the father of General Zhang, and he was ordered to make a scabbard."
"In a few days, this Mongolian general was having fun in the tent one day, and he ordered General Zhang's father to present the sword and watch.
Before this father came to the account, he saw a group of Mongolian soldiers drinking and having fun, and several Mi'er who accompanied him begged the women to be clothed and weeped secretly. This Mongolian is born with cruel nature. They think that the happiest thing in life is to defeat the enemy and drive the enemy in front of a horse; plunder his property and take away his horse; witness his relatives wash his face in tears; hug his wife and daughter in my bedroom. , The end is cruel and unprovoked. The prince of Mi'er Qitiren was annihilated. This general had done a great job, and Genghis Khan rewarded him with gold and silver jewelry, and the prince’s concubine also belonged to him. This general was cruel, and he didn't treat these women as human beings. He was like a brute every day. "
"Father Zhang held the sword in both hands and knelt forward. The general stretched out his hand to take it, but he was weak after drinking, and the bottom plate was unstable. The sword was quite heavy, and he couldn't hold it firmly. One staggered and almost fell over. The Mongols nearby laughed. The general was angry and ashamed, so he accused this father of deliberately making him embarrassed, and immediately ordered his subordinates to tie Zhang’s father’s five flowers together, melt the silver ingots, and pour them directly into Zhang’s ears, and live him up. Burning to death. These Mongolians laughed like a theater."
"This great general witnessed the tragic death of his old father, knowing that his fists are hard to beat by four hands. At the moment, he couldn't bear it, and he was silent. When everyone was drunk at night, he sneaked into the account and picked up the sword. Wake up the general and cut his head with a sword. He chopped the guards in half, then hacked the guards to death, awakened several women, took the horses to let them escape, picked four horses, and fled in the opposite direction. The horses were kept on horseback and the mounts were rotated, and the horses were not resting. All the way back to the land of northern Shaanxi."
"Unexpectedly, my hometown has been burned and looted by Mongolian cavalry. The villagers died and fled, leaving only the ruins of the former lively villages and towns, and a depression."
"At that time, Genghis Khan had unified most of the Mongolian tribes. Although the territory was vast, it still maintained the habits of nomads. Every place occupied was burned, killed and looted, leaving a piece of ruins. When the people returned to rebuild their homes, they came to occupy it again. This is repeated until there is no one inhabited on this land. This Mongolian, never treats us Han as human beings. In their eyes, Han people are not as good as beasts."
"This great general has walked all the way, looking at ten miles and eight villages, there are only broken walls and charred woods, and there are frozen, starved, and killed people's corpses on the side of the road. That year, although the Song Dynasty was determined to resist the enemy , Helplessly, I can't beat the Mongolian iron cavalry, so the people can only be slaughtered."