August is fleeting.
The time has entered late autumn, the leaves of Hangzhou have fallen and piled up on the roads, and the wind has become warm and cool.
At this time in previous years, it was the best time to live in the south of the Yangtze River. Hangzhou merchants gathered, lively and prosperous. Permeated with the fragrance of ink, the brothel Chu Pavilion, Yingge and Yan dance, all night long.
"It's just a matter of time now."
Putting down the stone disc in his hand for exercising, Chen Fan clapped his hands and exhaled. It was still morning, and the man was shirtless, after finishing his routine exercise, he put on his clothes. The sun shines, and the leaves fall in the wind.
As a disciple of Fang Qifo, one of Fang La's army is under ten thousand people, although he was in charge of the security of the entire Hangzhou city earlier, the man named Chen Fan lived in a yard that was not luxurious at this time. There was even a crack in the courtyard wall on one side, and a small part was repaired, but the earthy bricks and tiles were placed in the corner, and it seemed that construction had not been started for a long time.
Those who are familiar with him probably know that Chen Fan's life is simple - or those who are closer know that this might be called rough - he doesn't pay much attention to the things in life, and his biggest interest is to argue with people, find faults or fight. He has no family, but the three servants in the yard belong to one family. The most intuitive name can be said that they are the husband and wife and the crippled fat aunt. Even the fat aunt who is the daughter is already in her early forties, and her husband has died. . The three have been sheltering in Chen Fan's house for several years. Although they are called servants, it seems to others that it is more like Chen Fan looking for them to make do with them.
Therefore, for such a person who has always lived well, it really has no position to say that he has to "have to". An Xifu, who came to look for him, was chewing a burrito with a slightly disapproving expression.
"Life is still very good. Today, there are three poetry festivals in Guangcheng South. These literati are very interesting. I heard that the girls in Wenjunlou are good. They are currently choosing new courtesans, and they are also performing very hard. There is a man named... Ye Zhi is still a girl called Ye Jun, and every night a large number of generals come to cheer, you have no share, but if you meet someone you know, you can go and rub it."
"It's more interesting to find an excuse for everyone to be jealous and fight."
"Everyone knows your temperament and won't fight with you. I've heard you talk about the war in the north before, why don't you go now?"
"It's almost over." After putting on his clothes, he went to the well to drink a few sips of water. Chen Fan took a burrito wrapped in cucumber and meat and took a big bite, "Not to mention... the recent Wenlie Academy. Things are more interesting on the side.”
"You take the matter of the child seriously." An Xifu hesitated for a while, then laughed.
"It's different, it's very interesting... And I'm talking about that Ning Liheng, not that group of kids."
An Xifu sighed: "I believe it, do you believe it?"
"Haha, I believe it."
The two people who had a lot of personal acquaintances talked and walked towards the door of the courtyard. When they were about to go out, they encountered a fat aunt who was in the same yard as Chen Fan and limped in. Chen Fan raised the burrito in his hand: "Aunt Yu, in the morning If you have time, take a bag of millet in the warehouse and go to the academy to beat it, if it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it."
"Yes, young master." Aunt Yu replied in a proper manner, "I'll get a few more bags and finish them today."
"No, others have to use it too, take your time."
Autumn is high and crisp, and everything in sight seems to be somewhat comfortable. The two young generals in Fang La's army walked to Xiliu Street, which was occupied by Ba Dao Camp not far away, while talking. Wenlie Academy is located in the middle of the street. When passing by, Chen Fan pointed. An Xifu knew that he was a little concerned about what the children in the academy had done recently.
As An Xifu, he has been busy since he took over from Chen Fan, and he came here today to communicate with Liu Tiannan, Director Liu of the Ba Dao Camp.
Hangzhou is now a city occupied by the insurgent army. The peasants' revolt, so to speak, is to act for the heavens, but in fact it is nothing more than burning, killing and looting. The army that is used to taking everything with their fists is like a fire. It is impossible for them to live peacefully and obey the rules. Hangzhou is rich and prosperous, just like accumulating charcoal. If the unruly life is allowed to continue, it will burn clean after half a month of use. Even if Fang La speaks, it will not be able to hold back.
When Chen Fan spoke with his fists, the purpose was to restrain some of the people who really went too far, so that more people could have a way to live, but it was only a way to survive. The same is true for An Xifu, but he does not have the background of Chen Fan. Even if there are countless murders on the battlefield according to the military law, but behind this, others will not take this taciturn young general as a thing. People are afraid of military law. , is nothing more than the shadow of Fang Baihua behind An Xifu.
To master the military law, one has to be cold-faced, selfless and impartial. An Xifu had not made many friends before, and Fang Baihua was kind to him, but he also knew in his heart that it was not a bargaining chip that could be taken out on the surface. His and Chen Fan's positions in the army are actually quite different. If there are real people and generals with hilltops, he is basically unable to move, but in just over ten days, he still uses a different approach. The method has branded the name of Anxifu in the eyes of many people with a heart.
Chen Fan's method of doing things is often to find a few people who have gone too far on a few key points, recklessly beat them to death, and kill a hundred as an example, so that everyone can understand that he is a lunatic and understand his purpose. Although An Xifu had beheaded countless heads in the battle, he couldn't find anyone in Hangzhou to behead him. In the past ten days, his way of being remembered is that whenever someone goes too far, he will immediately dispatch and attack him. Can't move, grab the bottom.
Most of these people are involved in such unbearable incidents as blocking water transport, killing people to seize production, and killing people by fire. An Xifu seems to be gentle when negotiating with others, but in fact, once he is caught by Hei Lingwei, more than 70% of the people will lose their way. Those who have backers are called backers to protect them, and they can pick up people earlier. This quiet young man would also respectfully apologize to anyone, and he would apologize to anyone who made trouble, but after all, no one dared to draw a knife in front of Hei Ling Guard, who was in charge of military law. For half a month, Hei Ling Guard killed him. After more than 100 people, it finally makes people realize that once the crime is in the hands of this young man, it is most likely to be "cherished fortune".
They asked their acquaintances at the gate of Ba Dao Camp, and only then did they know that Liu Tiannan was not here in the morning, and the two went to the academy for a walk. When passing by the hospital next to him, Chen Fan greeted the busy girl who was dressed as a little woman wearing a headscarf. The girl was called Xiaochan. Chen Fan had been here a few times, and she had also known her.
"Ning Liheng's concubine." He introduced An Xifu in this way.
"It's his maid." An Xifu nodded, "I know him."
"Well, you caught the person... Fortunately, she didn't know." Chen Fan whispered, and then raised his voice to Xiaochan, "Later, Aunt Yu will bring the millet, your family... Leizi is used by someone. ?"
The girl was holding the medicine inside, turned her face and stroked her hair and temples, nodded and said, "Someone uses it. When I first came out, they were all chatting inside."
"Oh, then I... I'll grab a seat later."
Most of the patients in the Liu family's hospital are the wounded, and most of them are soldiers. After Chen Fan finished speaking, a man next to him with a broken leg leaned over and patted his hand: "Hey, brother, who is that chick's mother-in-law, she looks really..."
Chen Fan pointed to his companion: "His name is An Xifu."
"What I'm asking is..." The man seemed to want to emphasize his own question, but halfway through, he seemed to realize the meaning of the name An Xifu, his face changed slightly, Chen Fan had already turned around and was about to leave: "That chick is not for you. If you think about it, I'll kill you if you ask again."
After leaving the hospital, An Xifu looked back, and Chen Fan said as he walked, "Grandpa Liu has no children, so he takes good care of her. Ning Liheng also comes here often to say something about how to treat injuries... Interesting words. , the old man doesn't like to see him very much. Haha."
An Xifu said: "I admire that Ning Liheng quite a bit. I wanted to come over to visit a few more times, but unfortunately I have been busy recently... It seems that you come often."
"That person... is very interesting." Chen Fan frowned, then nodded, "He got... two things used to grind rice, one is called Leizi and the other is called a windmill. At first everyone guessed that it was a wooden cow and a horse... Others are It's a little weird, but it's someone worth making friends with."
Chen Fan thought for a while, nodded again, and whispered, "It's also scary."
"I heard." An Xifu nodded, "Is it really a rice mill?"
"It's absolutely true, the cake you ate before was made of milled wheat flour. You also know that it is difficult to peel wheat, and that kind of wheat flour is extremely expensive on the market, and two of the things he made can be bought at will. The skin is clean…”
The two of them said that they had already entered the academy. The sound of reading could be heard in the shadows of the trees in the academy. The two passed through several courtyards and walked towards the back of the academy. The men and women of the knife camp have been sitting here for a long time. The two things in the center of the room are running under the operation of people. There were frequent conflicts between Chen Fan and Liu Dabiao, but he knew many people in Ba Dao Camp, and when he led An Xifu in, he greeted everyone.
In fact, there is not much difference between men and women in the farm. Although the Ba Dao Camp was a villa that used swords before the uprising, most of the life in it is no different from that in the countryside. The women among them may be a little reserved before they get married. Women who have actually married and had children often make men blush when they talk about dirty words, and there is no difference between men and women. some trivia.
One of the two things in the middle of the house is like a mill, similar in structure to a stone mill, but made of bamboo and wood, and the other is a windmill like a wooden cow with a big belly and a hand-cranked fan in the middle. The two things are a batter and a windmill. The batter peels the millet or wheat, while the windmill can remove impurities such as the husk or wheat husk mixed in the rice grains. It is the last month that Ning Yi and Something made by a few students.
In fact, it is not easy to peel rice or wheat on the market at this time. Although it is not impossible, the process is extremely cumbersome. Rice is eaten in the south, and wheat is eaten in the north. Most people eat wheat and "wheat rice" cooked without peeling the skin. This kind of rice is very fragrant, but it is extremely unpalatable. It takes half of it to eat a bowl. . Of course, it is said that the process is cumbersome, but it is not impossible, but the price is relatively high. When Ning Yi was in Jiangning, the Su family could naturally eat polished rice, but the flour used by Yunzhu for pancakes still has a certain amount of wheat skin. . Ning Yi had been planning to get these two things early in the morning, but he was not in a hurry at the Su family before.
Ning Yi used gunpowder to make Liu Dabiao and others disgraced before. Although he wanted to get something, others did not stop him, but he naturally cared a little. When they first knew the structure of the windmill, everyone thought it was an artifact such as a wooden cow and a horse. Liu Dabiao asked people in private, and Chen Fan was quite curious when he heard it. He was very concerned about Ning Yi before, but there was not much contact between the two sides. Later, when he passed by one day, he was curious and came to see. He is a frank person. While Ningyi was adjusting two things, he asked directly, Ning Yi explained the idea, and Chen Fan was stunned. He originally thought that the other party's strategy was outstanding, and he was a heroic figure outside. How could such a messy thing be made, but then chatted and chatted, it turned out It also felt that the other party was interesting.
The people in the Battalion Battalion originally had a little respect for this Mr. Ning. He gave advice to the Battalion Battalion and managed things. Even if everyone knew about it, they would only think that he was a scholar, standing on a high mountain and standing above the ground. It was just the impression of Xiaochan. Just approachable. But after the beater and the windmill came out, someone tentatively asked if they could borrow it, and Ning Yi opened up the place.
After all, it is a new thing, and the lei is made of bamboo and wood. During the period, it broke several times or needed adjustment. Ning Yi came over in person, and it took a lot of effort. He was gentle, and his words were witty. People gradually regarded him as a hermit-like figure. Although he was still in awe, he was also kind and familiar in the hearts of many people.
Of course, it wasn't these things that really caught Chen Fan's heart, but something that had happened in the academy in the past half month. These things are subtle and interesting. At the beginning, Ning Yi just told some stories in the academy, and said some truths similar to moral articles - this model has not changed from beginning to end, but I don't know why, those were originally Students from mud legs will be infected so quickly.
About ten days ago, some of the children in the academy who listened to Ning Yi's class did something. The reason is that one of the children heard about a tragic incident. A soldier in the military offended Shangguan, causing his family to be destroyed. His wife was occupied and humiliated by the other party, and his family was almost dead. He was also beheaded. To be honest, after the city of Hangzhou was demolished, all kinds of things that happened were not just outsiders bullying the locals. Most of the rebels were peasants. It was common for those who had the power to look down on the people below, and similar things were not uncommon. . The other party did it skillfully, and the matter did not cause too much turbulence. Originally, the matter was going to pass like this, but at this time it caught the eyes of these teenagers and children.
What followed was quite simple. These children had backgrounds in their families, and they actually started to investigate. During the period, they asked Ning Yi, and Ning Yi gave one or two opinions. Not long after, they found two irrefutable evidence, and the children handed the hard evidence to Hei Lingwei.
An Xifu must have known the situation here - from what he said before. With the evidence, An Xifu was not ambiguous. One of the eight hussars, the general under Feishan general Zheng Cheng, was arrested. When Zheng Cheng arrived, the general had a hole in his neck. Dried blood - said to be suicide. An Xifu apologized desperately, and Zheng Cheng lost his temper, but in the end he had to leave. For An Xifu, this was originally something that could be done or not.
When the man with the broken hand came to the academy, crying, shouting, and bowing to the children, and seeing the raised chests and bright eyes of the children, Chen Fan knew that some things would change in the future.
Some scholars spend their whole lives reading morality articles, but they do not know what morality is all their lives. But some things, as long as there is once, may decide a person's life.
These children are all from peasant households. A few months ago, no one of them would read any moral articles. They were exposed to looting and killing, and what they saw was blood and panic. Very eloquently spoken. Now they still can't read any moral articles, but after doing this, the spirit in which they even speak is somewhat different.
Chen Fan knew what this meant. When he was twelve years old, he worshipped Fang Qifo as his teacher. At the age of fourteen, he killed someone for the first time. He was a chivalrous man, and he saw an old woman kowtow in front of him. He was at a loss, but he remembered the feeling. Later, he entered Manichaeism and told people that there was no competition between the law and the law, but unfortunately, the more battles were fought, the more and more things made him feel helpless.
He didn't know what would happen to these children in the future, but things might be different. In a few days, these children had been paid for another soldier. And what made him feel the chills down the most was the third thing that happened five days ago.
At that time, these children were ready to make persistent efforts. They went around asking where there was a grievance they could help, and then listened to a pair of old parents, saying that a man named Han Wanqing would kill his colleagues and their sons, but now no one is willing to Tube. The children were going to avenge the old parents, but at this time, another group of students in the academy who had originally targeted Ning Yi jumped out and stood on Han Wanqing's side and said that they had wronged a good person.
"I actually heard about Han Wanqing." An Xifu lowered her voice in the corner of the room, "He and the general surnamed Duan were originally good brothers. They wanted to save people during the Battle of Huangshan, but they couldn't. Come on. For some reason, the second elder of the Duan family put the blame on Han Wanqing's head, and this koan case has always been very clear."
"I know very well." Chen Fan smiled, "But the two groups of children are tit-for-tat, and it is difficult to ride a tiger. Then Ning Liheng saw them quarreling, and came out and said, if we make a mistake here, I will discuss with you. Cha admits his mistake... The most amazing thing is that he is also very clear."
An Xifu frowned: "This matter, I haven't reported to my side for the past few days..."
"Of course I won't report it. Everything is relatively clear. I came over and told Ning Liheng about this three days ago. Do you know what he said? He said I already knew. After arguing all afternoon, it was private..." Chen Fan lowered his voice, "Ning Liheng confessed that he made a mistake with the child over there in pouring tea."
"Then he said to those children, you made a mistake about this matter, but the most important thing is that no one has wronged you, and you must not lose your heart. These children said, at least we are doing things, the gang over there The child also said: 'What I do is also a big thing.' Now these two groups of children have been divided into two factions, but the methods and principles of action are all taught by Ning Liheng. It is necessary to give evidence and be a good person... He came here. For more than a month, half of the people were still targeting him, but now these children are completely different. You can tell by the way they read, shaking their heads, hey, who the fuck wanted to read this before. Now they all want to be real The great hero who saved the world and the people."
The two were talking about these things in the academy. Outside the room, Xiaochan's figure passed by. There seemed to be someone in the courtyard where Ning Yi lived, and someone came in with a suitcase. Everyone knocked, and the leader was indeed a woman with a beautiful appearance. The three aunts and six wives in the room whispered, but they said things like "Mr. Ning's confidante", "I have been here once", "I heard that the family is rich" and so on. An Xifu frowned: "This person is Lou Shuwan."
"I know." Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, "Her eldest brother visited me a few times before, but if he couldn't visit, he went to curry favor with Bao Daoyi."
An Xifu nodded: "I have met once, and I have seen this woman once from a distance. I heard that her reputation is not very good."
"Women in big places are different from those in our small places."
An Xifu looked at the woman's temperament: "It might be like this..."
Regardless of the identity of the speaker, gossip is gossip after all. The sound of rice milling and chatting rang out in the room. Soon after, there was a commotion in the academy outside, and Ning Yi, who had finished class, came over. In the autumn wind, Lou Shuwan, who came to visit, was bright and natural. As a maid from a big family, Xiaochan, who is now a concubine and hostess, greeted each other generously. Yellow leaves fall in the wind, all of this may be a rare symbol of leisure, whether it is the sound of rice milling, chatting, Ning Yi's confidante or the two groups of students in the academy who are tit-for-tat, they are all just a symbol of a piece of land. Rare peace. But whether it is Chen Fan or An Xifu, or even Ning Yi, who only has access to the internal affairs of the Ba Dao Camp, they can all know from the data that Hangzhou is now the center, and within a range of hundreds of miles around, such an atmosphere , are not mainstream.
The stalemate war, the people who are killed every day, the 150,000 army led by Tong Guan who pressed down from the north, everyone inside and outside the city of Hangzhou is well aware of the depressing atmosphere, and even the interior of the Fangla Army in the city is constantly being fought. The political struggles that were going on, including the idea of many people wanting to kill Ning Yi, were only isolated by some existences in the small area of the Ba Dao Camp, which made people temporarily unable to feel it, in exchange for a little leisure. That's it.
Living, lecturing, "inventing" the rice mill, instigating a gang of children to engage in a tit-for-tat "good man" movement, and several times with new "confidantes". It was in this rhythm that autumn leaves were falling, Li Tianrun returned to Hangzhou in early September, and what followed was a political change that affected almost the entire Fang La army. And because of Li Tianyou's hostility towards Ning Yi, it finally means a strong enemy who can directly shake Liu Dabiao's barrier. After Ning Yi returned to Hangzhou, he appeared in front of him for the first time...
ps: Leizi, as a rice milling machine, basically disappeared in the late 1960s. As for the windmills used to filter the husks and impurities, if the young people born in the 1980s like bananas grew up in the countryside, they might have seen them. It should have been there in recent years, but not much anymore.
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