Chapter 101 The Punishment of the Silkworm God (Part 2)
Zheng Haizhu saw that Shen had condescended to sell her, so she cooperated with her and immediately said with panic: "What do you mean by grandma's words?"
Mrs. Shen looked at Attai Miao, who sat down on the armchair beside the couch and said: "Girl, when the eldest daughter-in-law and I came to look for you, we were stopped by several silkworm farmers, saying that it was the mulberry in their bamboo foil.
There are words on the leaves. There are four words on each leaf. Different people have different words."
After Attai Mu finished speaking, he asked the doctor at the medical clinic for paper and pen, wrote a few lines, and showed them to several young people.
But there are sixteen characters on the paper: "Two o'clock in the rooster, a line of wild geese, the capital in the east and the border in the west, Leizu is punished."
Zheng Haizhu just heard about the calligraphy on mulberry leaves, and he was confused. He didn't know what kind of feudal superstitious activity was loved by the ancients. He just thought that Lu Xiangsheng also used feudal superstitious activities to fool him into Songjiang.
Brother, he cooperated and entered the state of "willing to hear the details".
Now that I have a look, I know the meaning of the last four words. What do those three sentences mean?
Han Ximeng has been addicted to painting embroidery and serious poetry since he was a child. He has no interest in these prophecies and other things, and he looks confused.
Lu Xiangsheng, who was versatile in both civil and military affairs, understood it and said with a frown: "It's a crossword puzzle. It's about guessing the surnames of hundreds of families. The rooster is the same as the unitary element, and the wild goose formation is in the shape of 'big'. Therefore, a chicken with two points and a row of wild geese is a 'dian'".
' is the word. And the east is the capital and the west is the border, the left is the west and the right is the east. The right and left sides of the two characters 'du' and '鲲' are next to the ears. So these three sentences combine with the word 'Zheng'."
Zheng Haizhu opened his mouth, surprised for a moment, and said: "So, you are talking about me?"
After she woke up today, although she was full of doubts and guessed that the evil people she had offended in the past were coming to take revenge, she then thought about it, wouldn't it be easy to hire a murderer? She would often go out and walk around, and the murderer would find an opportunity to stab him a few times and escape.
Why do you have to perform such a big drama of using your strength to confuse gods and monsters, and have to burn yourself into incense and roast silkworm chrysalis in front of everyone?
Now it seems that it is really a drama, and there are still several episodes. There are also a large number of exterior and interior scenes, prophecies and word puzzles, and a large number of extras. It is a big production, haha.
Mu Atai's tone was still calm: "The silkworm farmers came to ask me whether the word Zheng refers to Ah Zhu. I immediately explained to them that the ceremony to worship the Silkworm Empress was an expense covered by our Gu family, Ah Zhu.
Zhu is the main guide of Ma Tou Niang, and it is the old lady who I took the initiative to find her. The ancestor of the Gu family, during the Jiajing period, had a hundred acres of mulberry garden, and is still doing business in raw silk and embroidery, although he has always been kind to the tenant farmers.
, and operates with integrity, but over time, it may not be without the jealousy of villains. This matter should have nothing to do with Miss Zheng. The villains at most target our Gu family. If it were me, an old woman, standing on the bullock cart today, I would be afraid that something would appear on the mulberry leaves.
The word puzzle that came here is something like 'the wind sweeps away the remaining red, and the polygonum has no clue'."
Red without work, Polygonum without head, when spelled together it becomes the character "Miao".
At the end of what she said, Attai Mu pursed her lips and smiled, and her gentle tone at first gradually revealed sarcasm and disdain.
Han Ximeng continued without hesitation: "What A Tai said is absolutely right. A Zhu is a foreigner. After coming to Songjiang, he not only did his best to me and the Han family, but also did good deeds to others. The Silkworm God punished him.
What is she doing? Besides, there have always been so many ghosts and ghosts, but they are just children pretending to be ghosts. Today's float parade, silkworm households even brought out their infants to watch the fun, and the evildoers took advantage of the fact that there was no one at home, and put them under bamboo foil.
A few mulberry leaves for writing, what's the problem?"
Lu Xiangsheng, who was on the side, saw that the old lady of the Gu family and the eldest daughter of the Han family were both so clear-headed, so he also considered the appropriateness of his words and said respectfully to Mrs. Mu: "Mrs. Gu, I would like to ask, which family does that white horse belong to?"
Is the shop a watchmaker?"
Mu Atai's eyes lit up: "Young master Lu, do you want to explore? That's great. I like to see you young people being serious. The boss's wife..."
Mrs. Shen, who seemed to be a little distracted, listened and said hurriedly: "Mom, the silk horses and silk flowers are made at the shop chosen by Manager Xie. I will ask Manager Xie when I get home."
An air of clearing himself out.
Seeing that her daughter-in-law couldn't tell which company made the white horse, Attai Mu was not upset at all. She nodded and said, "There are a hundred or so people in our family. You are quite busy on weekdays. You shouldn't have to take care of this matter yourself."
The old man turned his head and scanned the room with his eyes, and quickly caught the robe hanging in the corner.
It is the cloak Zheng Haizhu is wearing today.
She pointed at the cloak: "Bring it to me and let me see."
Zheng Shoukuan hurriedly went to pick it up.
The originally gray cloak has turned into a large area of light yellow, with mottled burnt black.
Mu Atai called to Lu Xiangsheng: "Master Lu, I heard that you are studying firearms carefully, can you tell what they are made of?"
Lu Xiangsheng picked it up and took a closer look. He shook his head honestly, expressing his ignorance.
Zheng Haizhu had already realized: "Ata, could it be Huo Huanbu?"
Mu Atai recited the Buddha's name and said with a gentle smile: "You know a lot, girl. This robe is quite old. It was originally a rare item sent from Prince Su's Mansion in Lanzhou when I was still serving the empress in the palace.
It is said to be made of a mixture of Huanhuan cloth and lambswool donated by the small western vassal country. King Su did not dare to use it for himself, so he sent dozens of pieces to the palace. I am lucky enough to get one. This is a tribute, and I usually don’t
It's easy to wear, this time it's for sacrificing to the gods, and it's almost the same color as Can'er, so I took it out to make your outfit."
Fire cloth is asbestos. Asbestos itself is non-toxic, but after being woven into fabric, the very fine fibers can easily be inhaled into the lungs and block the alveoli. The lethality is similar to that of PM2.5. People should not come into close contact with it for a long time. Therefore, asbestos
When making fireproof materials, they must be sealed.
But how did the ancients understand these things? They regarded them as precious things and made clothes for the royal relatives. Fortunately, productivity was low, it was difficult to extract asbestos, and weaving clothes was even more difficult. Otherwise, I am afraid that after the large-scale use of firearms in the war, the Ming army
The senior generals of the country also used asbestos to make their shirts.
Zheng Haizhu would never talk about popular science in such an embarrassing situation. He only expressed happiness and gratitude and said: "Just now, Ah Zhu thanked Mr. Lu for his quick wit in the face of danger and saved my life. Now I know better and started to help."
What blocked me from the fierce flames was Atai's collared robe."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mrs. Mua waved her hand, looked at everyone in the room, and said slowly and harmoniously: "It was hot, so I hesitated when I took the robe, fearing that Ah Zhu would be angry.
It’s boring, but I still didn’t change it to Qingluo’s. And one of our own, Mr. Lu, happens to be nearby. So I say, this is really God’s foresight to protect Ah Zhu.”
After she finished speaking, she asked the doctor of the medical clinic who was standing attentively about Zheng Haizhu's injury carefully, and ordered her personal maid Zhuxiang to go and get the medical qualifications. Fang stood up and said, "Seeing that the girl is fine, grandma and I also
I won’t bother you anymore. Later I will ask Zhuxiang to send some decoctions for soothing the throat to Han Mansion. They are all good prescriptions that I memorized when I was in the palace."
The old man thought about it and pursed his lips again. There seemed to be a story in every wrinkle in his narrowed eyes.
"Some situations have been the same since ancient times. It's okay for me, a rotten man, to sigh with you children. When it comes to pretending, cheating, hehe, these little tricks outside, the people who come out of our palace
, I really don’t like it.”
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When Zheng Haizhu returned to the Han Mansion with a forehead that looked like a baggage, Yang, the third-bedroom daughter-in-law, made a rare appearance in the front hall corridor.
"Hey, the famous person in our Han family is really red. Hey, he is so red that he has turned black. This is good, Zhu Yatou. Even if you put down the bun on your comb again, you will stick it on the center of your forehead.
If you put it on the market for a price, I'm afraid that the grand father-in-law of the Weaving Bureau and the Zhang family of Shaoxing will look down on you."
All the maids, wives, and servants in the courtyard knew that the third grandma was getting worse and worse day by day, and she did not leave the courtyard during the Chinese New Year. Only last month when they heard that Miss Azhu had returned from the south, they rushed out and cursed a few times.
, the pig girl vented her anger like a dog girl, Miss Zheng just looked at her quietly, there was no anger on her face, it was clearly a sign of pity for the mad dog.
Afterwards, everything from the second master and second grandma to the housekeeper Lao Peng was explained to the government. After all, Ms. Yang is the third master’s legitimate wife. As long as she goes out without leaving the family, the servants of the Han family must treat her as the third grandma.
, since Miss Zheng doesn’t care, if you see her going crazy, just let her do it. Just watch the guys in the kitchen and be careful not to hurt Miss Zheng. After the Dragon Boat Festival, Miss Zheng will go with the eldest lady.
It’s time to take care of the house.
The servants observed for a while and found that this grandma was not completely crazy. She kept a close eye on the food and clothing expenses for the three bedrooms and the monthly salary. She did not even raise a knife to kill the enemy. I think she still regarded wealth as such.
A person who lives his life understands that if he hurts Miss Zheng, not only will he be prosecuted and go to jail, but Han Xiying, the only daughter, will suffer a loss if she fights for her share of the property.
At this time, everyone saw that Yang was unarmed and was only talking fiercely, so they stood around and watched, allowing the master to embarrass himself as much as he wanted.
Zheng Haizhu also stopped and looked at her, but this time he was not looking at a mad dog, but was concentrating, listening to every word of her gibbering words.
He smacked his lips secretly and found no clues before looking at Han Ximeng.
Han Ximeng turned to his third aunt, shook his head, and led Zheng's aunt and nephew back to his courtyard.
After entering the room, Han Ximeng spoke first: "Looking at how stupid she is, I can't imagine such a big scene."
Zheng Haizhu wrapped her palms in gauze, took a sip of hot tea fed by her nephew, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, Miss, I was always worried about you when I was in the south. Don't forget that we were robbed for no reason last year.
The eucalyptus, who was almost humiliated, has not yet made a clean break."