In June, the frustrating hot summer came to Bianliang City. As he walked through the courtyard of Fanlou, Li Shishi heard laughter from under the eaves over there.
"... The story of the martial arts that was told in Bamboo Records recently is really nice..."
"... Do you have a manuscript? Do you have a manuscript? Cache it for me... "
"The new one hasn't come out yet. I went to Zhuji to listen to it last night..."
"This story is really long, and it's hard to wait every day..."
"The team that Zhuji went out to tell is a short story, but a longer one is nice..."
"Because of the stories told by Zhuji, there have been more and more reckless men from Beijing recently..."
"People are here to participate in the competition for the champion of martial arts. I heard that in August..."
"... I can't stand my health..."
There were whispers of laughter in the chatter, and the girls in the building made fun of each other. Because he heard the bamboo record, the teacher stopped and listened for a while, then pursed his lips and walked to the front courtyard.
In the months after the beginning of spring, things about Zhuji have been disturbing, and they have never left her sight.
The disaster relief efforts in the north and south last year have continued into this year. At this time, the autumn harvest has not yet arrived, and there is still famine in many places. However, due to the predicament of road closures due to heavy snow, the control of the central government has also been strengthened. At this time, many places are still hungry. , but not in the case of large-scale starvation.
It's just that there are more beggars wandering around the capital than in previous years.
Zhuji participated in it from last year to this year and made great efforts. But it has also established relationships with various merchants in the north and south. This huge network of relationships has greatly contributed to the development of Zhuji, not only the branches of each branch have sprung up to expand the market, but when the teacher got rid of the emotion of disaster relief, he began to use the wind and moon market to win the market. When the information that comes to observe it, you will find that the things that Bamboo Records are involved in have begun to expand wildly in many other directions. This development is extremely rapid, but it is so hazy that it is difficult to tell the specific details. Only a well-informed person like a teacher can feel the tentacles that seem to be consciously extending and the inextricable influence. . It's just that right now, it hasn't taken shape yet.
I have been in contact with Ning Yi so far. Teachers have also been able to realize. What kind of abilities does this childhood friend have. Sometimes she couldn't help but think, or else, before he presided over the disaster relief, he had expected that Zhuji would receive such a great development aid - of course, that's what it said. Also understandable. But in this one. There is always something. She couldn't even think about it.
In terms of ability, she doesn't know how to do business, but she deals with dignitaries. Teachers who are used to seeing many things can also understand some of the hidden rules. Generally speaking, money is not important. With the wealth of the family, even if the wealth is comparable to the country, it cannot resist the three-foot steel knife that kills the head of the county magistrate. Most of the wealthy businessmen will build bridges after their wealth has accumulated to a certain extent Pave the way, make a good name, and then try to improve the status of the family and develop in the direction of power.
In this world, no matter who it is, power is the ultimate goal. Of course money helps, but it is enough when it reaches a certain level. If it develops in the past, it will only arouse the hatred of others. Harmful.
However, Ning Yi had the background of the prime minister's mansion from the very beginning. In the disaster relief incident, although he was the enemy of most of the big grain households, he also accumulated enough friends. With such a friend, if he wants power and power, it will not be troublesome if he wants to take off his identity as a son-in-law or a pen-and-poster of the Xiangfu. But in front of him, he still did the opposite.
Using his own influence, he discounted a lot of money and expanded Zhuji at an astonishing speed. Although the speed seemed astonishing, he did control every step of the expansion, but what was the point of it? Like a rapidly expanding bubble, it will burst after all.
Of course, she believed that Ning Yi could understand what she could think of. It's just that she still operates all this in an orderly manner even when she understands it, but she can't figure out what it means. Sometimes I want to ask him personally, but the man behind the scenes, since April, has gone to nowhere.
That exciting, but incomparably powerless disaster relief, and the development of Houzhuji was accompanied by a series of events. Some gangsters in the green forest regarded Ning Yi as a thorn in their side, and even came to the capital to kill him. After that, his counterattack was also extremely fierce, and he didn't show any mercy to these bandits at all. The Taoting incident not only disturbed Lu Lin, but also many officials.
More than 100 Lulin people were killed on the spot, and more than half of the 100 people who were arrested later were sentenced to beheading. In the past, people looked down on these bastard-like green foresters, but they basically adopted an attitude of turning a blind eye, but Zhuji's counterattack through the Xiangfu was too ruthless. Some officials who came to Fanlou said that this would be very troublesome. They were originally desperados, and they predicted that the Prime Minister's residence would be in big trouble.
The days to come were chaotic, and sometimes it was rumored that Zhuji had clashed with some desperadoes somewhere, and the teachers didn't know if this was a fulfillment of the prophecy. But Zhuji is expanding its influence anyway. At the same time as this expansion, the storytellers under Zhuji have begun to tell stories about the green forest warriors, which even caused a sensation. , Shangwu atmosphere has picked up quite a bit.
At this time, among the stories on the market in the Wu Dynasty, there were people who talked about fairy foxes and wild monsters, and there were people who talked about talents and beauties. But basically, the stories are mostly written by down-and-out talents, and the rambunctiousness is not the mainstream.
However, the stories of Zhuji are all grand, and the stories are both false and factual. An imitation of the background of the Wu Dynasty, known as the "Tianlong Babu" of the Song Dynasty, made Bianliang's paper expensive for a while. Every night, after the bamboo storyteller finished a paragraph, someone immediately copied it out and circulated it. Affected by this, the number of martial arts hackers who came to Fanlou in the recent period has also increased significantly, and even a few outstanding scholars have also practiced some self-defense martial arts. He imitated the heroes of the Tang Dynasty with a sword, swaggering around, and then began to make friends with warriors. Many of these people have backgrounds, and it is said that the Kaifeng mansion, who is in charge of public security, has a headache for a while.
Of course, even if an ethos is admired by some people, it is still only "non-mainstream" in this era. At this time, Zhu Ji's approach also attracted some criticism. The influence of writing rambunctious heroes is not large, and people are too lazy to care about them. However, chivalrous people are banned by force. Can it be advertised
For example, Zhou Bangyan, who returned to Beijing to report his work this time. I am also quite dissatisfied with this kind of guidance from Zhuji. But fortunately, while telling the story of the grass, some other stories told in the book of bamboo have aroused the respect of the literati. Especially when trapped in Hangzhou. What happened about the old man Qian Xiwen. So that the scholars in the capital are very solemn and revered.
Even in Bianliang. There are also many people who are directly or indirectly related to the Qian family in Hangzhou. In the past, Qian Lao's death was just a concept to them, after the story was told. These people cherished or expressed their condolences in their own ways, and there were also a large number of literati who came to Zhuji to hear such a story, and then their blood boiled, and then tears filled their shirts.
Whether these people have the same martyrdom courage as Qian Lao after listening to the story is a matter of course, but because Ning Yi was the last person to talk to Qian Lao, Zhu Ji received some tolerance and care, and preached the matter of rough heroes. , there is no one-sided attack, but the abuse or discussion is divided into two factions, and it has become the central topic of discussion among scholars in Bianliang in recent times.
At the same time as all this complicated progress, the man behind him still hasn't appeared in front of anyone...
When thinking of this, Shishi walked into his courtyard, the big banyan tree in the courtyard cast a thick shade in the slight wind, and the air was still a little stuffy amid the cicadas. Zhou Bangyan was sitting on the wooden floor in front of the coffee table waiting for her. The man who was well-known in the literary world of the Wu Dynasty was nearly forty years old. Although he was not the handsome type of Butterfly Xiaosheng, his meticulous attire showed a slight appearance. The white temples, the dust on his body over the years, and the experience of being an official still made him a very attractive man. Seeing the teacher coming, Zhou Bangyan raised his hand and asked her to take a seat.
The two have known each other for several years. If you want to talk about the feeling of acquaintance, I am afraid they have also had it in these years when love is not strict. After all, in a sense, this man should be one of the men closest to Li Shishixin, and he can be considered to get along well. After sitting down, drinking tea and chatting a few times, Zhou Bangyan said, "Is there an answer to what I said last time?"
When he came to Fanlou last time, Zhou Bangyan mentioned that he wanted to redeem her. In a sense, it is the right time for the two to talk about this matter at this time. The age of the teacher has passed the golden age of the oiran. Although there are still many people cheering, but in the future, there is no doubt that it will go downhill, and getting married will become a matter of course.
In terms of identity, although Zhou Bangyan's official position is not high, he already has enough talent and name. In the past, he was close to Li Shishi, and he took her as his concubine, which was a good destination.
Shishi held the teacup and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak. The cicadas were ringing in the courtyard. Zhou Bangyan waited for a while and added tea for the two of them: "Actually, you and I also know that among the people around you, I understand you. After being together, I am afraid that only I can support you. Therefore, it should be the best for you and me to be together... You will eventually marry. "
The teacher was silent for a moment, and when he picked up the teacup again, he looked out to the courtyard and said in a low voice, "Brother Meicheng, in fact, I've been thinking recently, maybe it's not necessarily... I have to get married..."
"... When Wutai Mountain was in the mountains, Zen Master Kongdu once said that you have Buddha-nature... It seems that he is not the first to say that you have Buddha-nature." Zhou Bangyan was stunned for a while, then smiled again, "It was only at that time that you had Buddha-nature. Said, sometimes you can see through, but it doesn't matter. People always have to be like others to be happier... What's the matter? Is there something that can't be seen through
"Ah..." Shi Shi sighed, and then said, "Ah..." It just sounded like a sigh of "Ah".
"I heard about your disaster relief work, and I also heard... You often go outside the city to give alms to those beggars... Mama Li told me a lot..." Zhou Bangyan paused, "Actually, among those friends around you, , you and Yu Hezhong, Chen Sifeng and these people, although you are friendly, but it is impossible, but that Ning Liheng is a very powerful person."
The teacher did not speak. Li Yun and Zhou Bangyan must have said about Ning Yi. After a brief silence, Zhou Bangyan said, "It's just... This person seems to be keen on business affairs. In the early years, I thought he was a gentleman who was indifferent to fame and fortune. But later I saw that this person acted both right and wrong. It was not in line with the way of a gentleman. At least he asked Zhuji to promote the matter of being reckless and virtuous. I strongly disagree..."
Zhou Bangyan is very famous, and he behaves relatively honestly. In fact, he speaks directly. At this time, he looked at the teacher for a while: "I know that you are going to disaster relief. He is also in charge. Do you like him? "
The teacher's eyes were originally looking to the side. It was as if he had woken up at this point. Then smiled and shook his head: "No, I haven't seen him for a long time."
"He's not a good match." Zhou Bangyan took a sip of tea, "...the court's will has come down. I will only stay in Beijing for five days."
"Well." The teacher nodded, raised the teacup and smiled, "Where are you going next?"
In the sound of cicadas in the courtyard, the two continued to speak homely words. On a summer afternoon, the air is rather quiet in this air...
To the north, thousands of miles away, Luliang Mountain.
The shouting of the horse team and the sound of bells broke the dullness of the summer. In the afternoon, another caravan entered the outer set of Qingmu Village. This caravan is not small, with a lineup of nearly 200 people, and transporting dozens of vehicles of goods. It is a large order that is rarely seen in Qingmu Village. Therefore, many people were also sent to escort the village. At this time, they arrived safely. Immediately, the whole set became lively.
From the outside of Qingmu Village to the inner stockade, there are shelves erected and traces of construction everywhere. In some places, the excavation has just been filled, and the traces of new soil also carry a different atmosphere from the past. Due to the unified planning, the new buildings built in conjunction with the old stockade appear neat and orderly. Although there are not many, at least compared to the crowded and hectic Qianqingmu Village in the past two months, everything has become completely new. .
Sometimes, the order itself can give people an obvious and positive impression. When watching the expansion and renovation of the stockade like ants moving the mud, most of the people in the stockade will also feel happy. Especially after feeling the contrast, most people will think about who brought all this here.
After two months of changes, most of the managers of Qingmu Village have also felt the efficiency improvement brought about by the improvement of many details. Of course, the absolute mechanized pursuit of efficiency sometimes makes people feel the lack of individual existence, but the current Qingmu Village will not be exposed to such emotions. For example, in such summer, when it is close to noon, everyone does not need Work, many things, are done in the morning and evening—although for the poor in the mountains, as long as there is a little benefit, even if they are forced to work under the sun, they may not be able to endure this hardship, but at present In other words, Ning Yi did not intend to pursue efficiency to this level.
Ning Yi doesn't get involved much in the efficiency area anymore, but he still gets involved in the management of the residents of Qingmu Village at this time.
In two months, the population of Qingmu Village has grown from 6,000 to nearly 8,000. Among them, five or six hundred are strong men who have recently joined, obedient, trained, or talented. The rest are their families.
Due to Ning Yi's intervention, the population expansion and resettlement were carried out in an orderly manner, but suddenly adding so many new people in would certainly cause problems. Ning Yi, who lives a normal married life with Hongti, will have a meeting every three days or so with several village owners and the leaders in charge of this area. He is basically not responsible for specific affairs, but just sets a policy and does it Thought work.
The newcomers are integrated into Qingmu Village, and there will be more newcomers in the future. How not to let the old people in the mountains bully the newcomers too seriously is a problem, but there is no need to pursue pure fairness. Ning Yi asked Zheng Ashuan's daughter to take the lead in organizing a small law enforcement team to record and intervene in the differences between the new and old people.
For this kind of meeting every three days, the main body is still equivalent to ideological work. If you want long-term development, you should not only focus on the immediate future. In fact, in the early stage of the development of a small organization like Qingmu Village, several village owners still had strong control over the following. As long as they obtained their approval, everything became very simple. Ning Yi also laid the foundation for the future development of the village. certainly. In the eyes of a small number of people, this foreign uncle seems to be a little nagging. He confirms it every few days, always talking back and forth in the car...
Although there are such doubts, under the simple management of Ning Yi, the current situation of Qingmu Village is much better than many places outside Luliang Mountain. Aboriginal people are always xenophobic everywhere, even in disputes. Processing by the county magistrate. Often it is not smart, especially in Luliang Mountain. Many stockades are often easy to accept people, and they are really among them. Often have to stand in line. Follow the mountain. There are frequent quarrels and fights with each other, and sometimes the old man in the stockade kills the newcomer, or the leader uses his power to play with the wives and daughters of the newcomers. Where will it be like Qingmu Village, there will be someone to adjust and someone to deal with.
Conflict arises between new and old people. Even if the newcomer is beaten, there will be a place where the old man will be disciplined. Although it is not absolutely fair, even relative concern is already precious. Although there are still many small frictions, the big problems—such as the situation of bullying other people’s wives and daughters—are strictly prohibited by the upper echelons of Qingmu Village, and often after small problems arise, law enforcement teams appear, intervene, and mediate, and those who are bullied , and even make some people feel warm inside.
After all, this is the way of the world, if it can be a little better, it will be much better.
Sometimes looking at all these things in the stockade, it was only a two-month change. An old man named Liang Bingfu would also ask himself, there are some things that he had thought about, why he couldn't do it, but on Ning Yi's side, just Just simple things. Of course, sometimes there are answers, sometimes not.
At this time, he was sitting in the shade of a tree in the small square, enjoying the shade. Hongti's husband was writing and drawing with a wooden board next to him, while Hongti was sitting behind him with a fan to fan the old man, and occasionally for her Xianggong fan. There were not many people in the small square. There were a few children playing pebbles. Not far away, a young man named Yuwen Feidu was showing off his martial arts with another black and thin young man.
"Look at this! I'll turn from the side, hit your knee, swipe! Swipe! Hey, you can't dodge..."
"And this trick, hit your chest! Then hit your stomach... "
"And my skyrocketing hammer, I hit you a hundred times, wah wah wah wah wah-"
Yuwen Feidu was originally a young man. He was talented and outgoing. He recognized many masters in the Dulonggang camp and learned a lot of martial arts. At this time, he gestured and jumped in front of the boy who usually took care of Liang Bingfu. , shot like the wind - this is because Hong mentioned that the boy named Xiao Hei had also practiced martial arts and was very talented, so he wanted to make a gesture with the other party, but unfortunately Xiao Hei was relatively quiet and unwilling to pay attention to him.
At this time, Yuwen Feidu was dazzled in front of Xiao Hei, the fist wind whistled and fluttered close to Xiao Hei's face, and there were several children watching with their chins in their hands. Some people exclaimed: "Wow, Brother Yuwen is so amazing..."
"Brother Xiaohei doesn't know martial arts. Brother Feidu, don't bully him..."
Ning Yi took the wooden board to write and draw, raised his head to look at it, lowered his head and smiled and commented: "Hey, so cheap."
Then he suddenly heard Xiao Hei's "ah" cry, hugged Yuwen Feidu's waist, and rushed forward. Yuwen Feidu desperately tried to hold the next plate, but the two had already run out of the square, only Hearing a bang, it fell into a pile in the wood stack in the small square. Of course, Yuwen Feidu fell into a lot of embarrassment.
"Sneak attack - ah, eat my black tiger and dig your heart -" Yuwen Feidu, who climbed out of the wood stack, looked embarrassed and rushed towards Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei turned around and ran away, the small square was lively, Ning Yi, Hongti, Liang Bingfu and others all raised their heads, watching the two teenagers hit from one end to the other, and then chased back from the other, their necks also turned.
"Who do you think will win?"
"Almost." The old man holding a cane squinted and was also interested in taking part in it.
The little daughter-in-law, Hongti, smiled and didn't speak, and put a pair of half-sold soles on her lap—she was doing this kind of thing before the old man came out.
After a while, a figure came from a distance, it was the master of the five villages of Qingmu Village, Han Jing, he watched the two teenagers fighting, walked around, and after greeting Liang Bingfu, he sat down beside him, and said to Ning Yi: " catch up."
"How's it going?"
"Ma Jun's group also caught up with them ahead of time. They said they would give us an explanation."
"what do y'all think?"
"Wait for him to explain, either hand over the person or hand over the head. Otherwise, two thousand of them will be cooked in one pot."
"Oh, well..."
What Han Jing said was the problem of the two thousand Liao army north of Luliang. Now that the Liao Kingdom is dead, these original Liao soldiers are also homeless. After its leader came here, he changed his name to Ma Jun, and temporarily gathered in the north of Luliang Mountain. After the battle of Huo Chuanling, Qingmu Village was preparing for the battle, but Lu Liang was very big after all.
After the results of the battle at Huochuanling came out, these Liao people also showed their awareness of current affairs, and they were unwilling to have friction with Qingmu Village, and even wanted to form an alliance with Qingmu Village for a while. Ning Yi naturally refused, but this time, it seemed that there were dozens of people in the other side's stockade, almost robbing a group of caravans covered by Qingmu Village, Ma Jun sent someone to apologize and said I will give Qingmu Village an explanation.
In fact, this side doesn't care what the explanation is, the policy for this group of Liao people has already been set, or they will surrender to Qingmu Village and become the periphery of Qingmu Village, and Ning Yi and others have long been ready to knock them out and absorb the essence of it. used, and the rest pulled to coal mining. Either it is beaten, and then it is made into the outer stockade of Qingmu Village, and the bone marrow is sucked by the way, and the rest is sent to dig coal...
Of course, since there has been no possibility of a war of annihilation, things are still pressing. But Ning Yi won't go too far into these details. When to fight and how big it is, that's all Han Jing and the others have to do. All he needs to do is set a fight called "beating the big cock" for this fight. Bad battle name.
That's why, after nodding, he turned the subject back: "... Who do you think will win?"
Han Jing looked at it: "Yuwen, he is very solid."
"It's hard to say, I think Xiao Hei is quite spiritual..."
The crowd sat and watched the fight.
After a while, Liang Bingfu straightened his body and said, "Liheng, you have already gone to the old village?"
Ning Yi glanced at him: "Well, some people have passed by."
"Fu Duanyun has been living there..." Liang Bingfu sighed, "I also want to go back and have a look at some point."
Ning Yi frowned: "The boat and the car are exhausted..." Qingmu Village is still more than 20 miles away from the old village. Even the best carriages these days will cause huge bumps. And recently, although Liang Bingfu stopped worrying about the village and looked a little younger, his health, after all, has been deteriorating.
Hongti is a great master, and he is most aware of these things, and then he also came to persuade him... (Please search Piao astronomy, better update and faster!
ps: I arrived at Luyuan today, and I will live and study here for about two months in the future.
When I was at the train station, I saw a lot of veterans who were discharged from the army and took the big red flower to go home. Suddenly I remembered where I saw a guy who said that the book that recruits read when they joined the army, and it was not finished when they were discharged from the army. Think, these people may also read my book.
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