Time has entered late autumn, the leaves in 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 in Jiangnan. Hangzhou was full of merchants, lively and prosperous, people called friends, went on outings, and various literati and poetry gatherings in the city continued, just like the flags in teahouses and restaurants.
Permeated with the fragrance of ink, the brothels and pavilions are filled with orioles singing and dancing all night long.
"Now I have to make do with it."
Putting down the stone grinding plate he was using for physical exercise, Chen Fan clapped his hands and exhaled. It was still morning, and the man was shirtless. He had finished his routine exercise and put on his clothes. The sun was shining down, and the leaves were blowing in the wind.
fell down.
As a disciple of Fang Qifu, who was more powerful than ten thousand people in Fang La's army, although he was still in charge of the security of the entire Hangzhou city earlier, the courtyard where the man named Chen Fan lived at this time was not luxurious.
There is even a crack in the courtyard wall, and a small part has been repaired, but the earthen bricks and tiles are placed in the corner, and it seems that no work has been done for a long time.
People who are familiar with him probably know that Chen Fan lives a simple life - or those who are closer to him know that this may be called rough - he doesn't pay much attention to things in life, and his biggest interest is to argue with others, find faults or fight.
He has no family, but the three servants in the yard are one family. The most intuitive name can be said that they are the old man, the old woman, and the lame fat aunt. Even the fat aunt, who is the daughter, is already in her early forties, and her husband is dead.
The three of them have been sheltering in Chen Fan's home for several years. Although they are said to be servants, to others, they may look more like Chen Fan just looking for them to work together.
Therefore, for a person who has always lived a life of make-or-break, there is really no point in saying "I have no choice but to" make do with it. An Xifu, who came to see him, was chewing a burrito with a somewhat disapproving expression.
"Life is still very good. There are three poetry gatherings in Guangcheng South today. It is very interesting for these literati to compete. I heard from them that the girls in Wenjun Tower are good. They are choosing a new huākui recently and they are also performing hard. There is one named...
...Ye Zhi is still a girl named Ye Jun. Every night, a large number of generals come to support her. You have no part in it, but if you meet someone you know, you can go and hang out."
"It would be more fun to find an excuse to get jealous and start a fight."
"Everyone knows your temperament and won't fight with you. I have always heard you talking about the war in the north. Why don't you go now?"
"The beating is almost over." After putting on his clothes, he went to the well to drink some water. Chen Fan took a burrito wrapped with cucumber and meat and took a big bite. "What's more... the recent incident at Wenlie Academy
Things on the side are more interesting.”
"You take things about children seriously." An Xifu hesitated for a moment, and then laughed.
"It's different, very interesting...and I'm talking about Ning Liheng, not that group of children."
An Xifu sighed: "I believe it, do you believe it?"
"Haha, I believe it."
The two of them, who had quite a personal relationship, talked and walked towards the door of the courtyard. As they were going out, they met the fat aunt who lived in the same courtyard as Chen Fan limping in. Chen Fan raised the burrito in his hand and said, "Aunt Yu, this morning.
If you have time, take a bag of millet from the warehouse and go to the academy to beat it. If you are late, you may not be able to make it."
"Yes, Master." Aunt Yu replied politely, "I'll get a few more bags and finish them today."
"No, others have to use it too, so take your time."
The autumn air was crisp and everything around seemed a bit peaceful. Two young generals from Fang La's army were talking as they walked towards Xiliu Street, which is occupied by Ba Dao Camp not far away. Wenlie Academy is located in the middle of the street, passing by
At that time, Chen Fan gave him some pointers. An Xifu knew that he had been interested in some things done by the children in the academy recently.
As for An Xifu, he has been busy since he took over Chen Fan's position. He came here today to communicate with Manager Liu Tiannan of Ba Dao Camp about some matters.
Hangzhou is now a city occupied by rebels. The peasants are revolting, which is said to be justice for heaven, but in fact it is nothing more than burning, killing and looting. The army, who is used to getting everything with their fists, is like a fire, trying to keep them safe.
It is impossible to live a divided life and abide by the rules. The prosperity of Hangzhou is like accumulated salary and old carbon. If the unruly days are allowed to continue, it will be completely burned if not used for half a month. Even if Fang La speaks, it will be a waste of money.
Unable to live.
When Chen Fan spoke with his fists, his purpose was to make some people who really went too far restrain themselves, so that more people could have a way to survive, but it was just a way to survive. The same was true for An Xifu, but he was not as good as Chen Fan.
In the background, even if countless people are killed according to military law on the battlefield, behind the scenes, others will not take this taciturn young general seriously. The military law that people are afraid of is nothing more than the shadow of Fang Baihuā behind An Xifu.
That's all.
To master military law, you have to be cold-faced, selfless and impartial. An Xifu had not made many friends before. Fang Baihua was kind to him, but he also understood in his heart that it was not a bargaining chip that could be used openly. He and Chen Fan
His position in the army is actually very different. There are real people and generals on the top of the mountain, so he basically can't move. However, in just over ten days, he still used another method to move An Xifu.
This name is branded in the eyes of many caring people.
Chen Fan's method of doing things is often to find a few people who have gone too far on a few key points, and beat them to death without hesitation, killing them as a warning to others, so that everyone will understand that he is a madman and understand his purpose. Although An Xifu is fighting
There were countless beheadings in the battle, but he couldn't find anyone to do it randomly in Hangzhou. For more than ten days, the way he made people remember him was that whenever someone went too far, he would immediately go out and arrest them if they couldn't move.
below.
Most of these people were involved in such unbearable incidents as blocking water transportation, killing people to seize property, and fighting to kill people. An Xifu seemed gentle when negotiating with others, but in fact, once caught by the Black Wing Guards, more than 70% of them would be killed.
The person has no way to survive. If he has a backer, he will ask his backer to protect him. The earlier he can be taken out, the better is to release the person with peace of mind. But if it is a little later, the person will most likely die. This is still the strict style of the Military Law Corps. This person
The quiet young man would also apologize respectfully to anyone, and he would apologize to anyone who made trouble, but after all, no one dared to actually draw a sword in front of the black feather guards who were in charge of military law. In the past half month, the black feather guards had killed hundreds of people.
Yu Ren, finally made people realize that once a crime is committed in the hands of this young man, it will most likely be a real "lucky thing".
They asked acquaintances at the gate of Ba Dao Camp and found out that Liu Tiannan was not here in the morning, so the two of them went for a walk in the academy. When passing by the nearby medical clinic, Chen Fan and one of them, wearing a headscarf, had a massage.
The busy girl dressed as a woman said hello. The girl's name was Xiaochan. Chen Fan had been here several times and got to know her.
"Ning Liheng's little wife." He introduced An Xifu like this.
"It's his maid." An Xifu nodded, "I know her."
"Well, you're the one who captured this person... Fortunately, she doesn't know." Chen Fan whispered, and then raised his voice to Xiao Chan and asked, "Aunt Yu will bring the millet later. There is someone in your house... Leizi."
Use it?"
The girl was serving medicine inside, turned her face and stroked her hair, nodded and said, "Some people are using it. When I first came out, they were all chatting inside."
"Oh, then I... will go and grab a seat later."
Most of the people the Liu Family Medical Center received were wounded people, mostly soldiers. After Chen Fan finished speaking, a man with an injured leg next to him came over and patted his hand: "Hey, brother, that girl is
Whose mother-in-law 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 question, but halfway through, he seemed to realize the meaning of the name An Xifu, and his expression changed slightly. Chen Fan had already turned around and was about to leave: "That girl is not you.
You can think of it, I will kill you if you ask again."
After leaving the hospital, An Xifu looked back. Chen Fan said as he walked: "Grandpa Liu's family has no children, so he takes good care of her. Ning Liheng also comes here often and talks about how to treat injuries and illnesses... which is very interesting.
If so, the old man won’t treat him very much. Haha.”
An Xifu said: "I admire Ning Liheng very much. I originally wanted to come and visit him more often, but unfortunately I have been a little busy recently... It seems that you come here often."
"That man... is very interesting." Chen Fan frowned, then nodded, "He made... two things used to grind rice, one is called a Leizi, and the other is called a windmill. At first, everyone guessed that they were wooden cows and stray horses...
He is a bit strange, but he is a person worth getting to know."
Chen Fan thought for a while, nodded again, and whispered: "It's also scary."
"I heard." An Xifu nodded, "Is he really a rice miller?"
"It's absolutely true that the pancake you ate before was made of ground wheat flour. You also know that it is difficult to peel wheat, and that kind of wheat flour is extremely expensive in the market. The two things he made can be easily used.
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 distance among the trees in the academy. They passed through several courtyards and walked towards the back of the academy. In a room on the side, there were several people belonging to the tyrants.
The men and women of Dao Camp have been sitting here for a long time. The two things in the center of the room are being operated by people. The others are eating melon seeds and talking, living a quite leisurely life. Between Chen Fan and Liu Dabiao
There were frequent conflicts, but he knew many people in Ba Dao Camp. When he led An Xifu in, he greeted everyone.
In fact, there are not many barriers between men and women in the farm. Although Ba Daoying was a mountain village where swordsmen were mainly used before the uprising, most of the life there is still the same as that in the countryside. The women in it may have sex before getting married.
A bit reserved, a woman who has actually been married and had children often makes men blush when she speaks dirty words. There is no difference between men and women. At this time, a group of people chatted about trivial matters.
There are two things in the middle of the house. One is like a mill, which has a similar structure to a stone mill, but is made of bamboo and wood. The other is a windmill like a wooden cow, with a big belly and a hand-operated fan in the middle. The two things have the same name.
Leizi is a windmill. Leizi peels millet or wheat. Windmill can remove impurities such as chaff or wheat husk mixed in the rice grains. Ning Yi and several students have been working on it in the past month.
something that comes out.
In fact, it was not easy to peel rice or wheat on the market at this time. Although it was not impossible, the process was extremely cumbersome. Rice was eaten in the south, while wheat was eaten in the north. Most people ate wheat and wheat.
The "wheat rice" cooked by completely peeling the skin is very fragrant, but it is extremely unpalatable. You have to eat half of a bowl. Of course, the process is complicated, but it is not impossible, but the price is relatively high. Ning Yi
Back in Jiangning, the Su family naturally had access to polished rice, but the flour used by Yunzhu to pancakes still contained a certain amount of wheat bran. Ning Yi had been planning to get these two things since early in the morning. It was not urgent in the Su family before.
After a while, I had some leisure time and got things out.
Ning Yi had previously used gunpowder to make Liu Dabiao and others disgraced. He wanted to get something. Although others did not stop him, they were naturally a little concerned. When they first learned about the structure of the windmill, everyone thought it was an artifact like a wooden cow and a stray horse. Liu Dabiao asked people in private
, Chen Fan was also quite curious after hearing this. He had paid great attention to Ning Yi before, but the two parties had not had much contact. Then one day when he passed by, he was curious and came to take a look. He was a frank person, and Ning Yi was here.
After adjusting two things, he asked directly. Ning Yi explained the idea. Chen Fan was dumbfounded. He originally thought that the other party's strategy was extremely outstanding, and he was a hero-like figure outside. How could he create such a mess?
Things, but then we talked and talked, and the other person started to feel interesting.
Everyone in the Ba Dao camp was originally a little respectful of Mr. Ning. He made suggestions and managed things for the Ba Dao camp. Even if everyone knew about it, they only thought that he was a scholar, looking up to the mountains, and aloof. This was just the impression given by Xiao Chan.
It's just approachable. But after the hammer and windmill were made, someone tentatively asked if they could borrow it, so Ning Yi opened the place up.
After all, it was a new thing, and the hammer was made of bamboo and wood. It broke several times or needed to be adjusted. Ning Yi came over in person and spent a lot of time on it. He was gentle and his words were funny, so everyone gradually understood him.
He was regarded as a hermit-like figure. Although he was still in awe, he became kind and familiar to many people.
Of course, it is not these things that really concern Chen Fan, but some things that have happened in the academy in the past half month. These things are subtle and very interesting. At the beginning, Ning Yi was just telling some stories in the academy.
Some principles similar to the "moral" articles - this pattern has not changed from beginning to end, but I don't know why those students who were originally born with mud-legged backgrounds became infected so quickly.
About ten days ago, some children who were listening to Ning Yi's class in the academy did something. The reason was that one of the children heard about a tragic incident. A soldier in the rebel army offended his superior, causing his family to be broken up and his wife to be raped.
Occupation and humiliation, almost everyone in his family died, and he also had one of his hands chopped off. To be honest, after the city of Hangzhou was captured, what happened was not just foreigners bullying locals. Most of the rebels were farmers.
It is common for people to look down on the people below them when they have gained power, and similar things are not uncommon. The other party did it cleverly, and the matter did not cause too much trouble. Originally, the matter was going to pass like this, but at this moment, this scene was reflected
Helps teenagers and children's eyes.
What happened next was simple. These children had backgrounds in their families. They actually started to investigate. During this period, they asked Ning Yi, who made one or two opinions. Soon after, they actually found two pieces of irrefutable evidence. The children will
The irrefutable evidence was handed over to the Black Winged Guards.
An Xifu must know the situation here - you can know it from what he said before. With the evidence, An Xifu did not hesitate and arrested one of the eight hussars, Feishan General Zeng Cheng's general.
, when Zongcheng arrived, the general had been cut open on his neck and drained of blood - it was said that he committed suicide. An Xifu apologized desperately, and Zongcheng lost his temper, but in the end he had to walk away. For
For An Xifu, this was originally something that could be done or not.
When the man with a broken hand came to the academy and knelt down to worship the children, crying and shouting, and when he saw the children's puffed-up chests and shining eyes, Chen Fan knew that some things would be different in the future.
Some scholars read articles about morality all their lives, but never know what morality is. But there are some things that, if they happen once, may determine a person's life.
These children are all from farmers. A few months ago, none of them could read any moral articles. They were exposed to robbery and killing, and saw blood and panic. Some of them had human lives on their hands, and some
They speak very slang. Now they still don't know how to read any moral articles, but after doing this, their spirit of speaking has become somewhat different.
Chen Fan knew what this meant. When he was twelve years old, he worshiped Fang Qifu as his teacher. When he was fourteen years old, he killed someone for the first time and acted chivalrously. He saw an old woman kowtow in front of him. At that time
He was at a loss, but he remembered that feeling. Later he joined Manichaeism and told people that all laws were equal and there was no superiority. Unfortunately, there were more and more wars and things made him feel more and more helpless.
He didn't know what would happen to these children in the future, but things might be a little different. In a few days, these children had collected food for a soldier. But what made him feel the chills on his spine the most was what happened five days ago.
The third thing.
At that time, these children were ready to continue their efforts. They asked around where there were grievances that could be helped, and then they heard from a pair of old parents that a general named Han Wanqing killed his colleagues and killed their son. But now no one wants to
Guan. The children were ready to avenge the old parents, but at this time, another group of students in the academy who were originally targeting Ning Yi jumped out and stood by Han Wanqing, saying that they had wronged a good person.
"I actually heard about Han Wanqing." An Xifu lowered his voice in the corner of the room, "He and the general named Duan were good brothers. They wanted to save people during the Battle of Huangshan, but they failed.
.The second elder of the Duan family didn’t know why, but they put the blame on Han Wanqing. This public case has always been clear.”
"I know it very well." Chen Fan smiled, "But the two groups of children are facing each other tit for tat, and it's hard to get off the tiger. Then Ning Liheng saw them arguing, so he came out and said, if we make a mistake here, I'll pour you some tea
Admitting his mistake...the most amazing thing is that he also knows it very well."
An Xifu frowned: "This matter has not been reported to me in the past few days..."
"Of course I won't report it. Everything is relatively clear. I came over and told Ning Liheng three days ago. Do you know what he said? He said I already knew it. Both sides found witnesses and presented evidence. Yesterday
We argued all afternoon, and then we got private..." Chen Fan lowered his voice, "Ning Liheng poured tea with the kid over there and admitted his mistake."
"Then he told those children that you made a mistake in this matter, but the most important thing is that there is no injustice, and you must not lose your heart. The children said, at least we are doing something, and that group over there
The child also said: 'What I do is also a big deal.' Now the two groups of children have been divided into two groups, but the methods and principles of doing things are all taught by Ning Liheng. They must talk about evidence and be good people...he is here.
It’s only been more than a month, and half of the people are still targeting him, but now these kids are completely different. You can tell by looking at the way they read, shaking their heads, hey, who the hell wanted to read this before. Now they
They all want to be real heroes who save the world and the people."
The two of them were talking about these things in the academy. Outside the room, Xiao Chan's figure walked past. Someone seemed to have come to the courtyard where Ning Yi lived. A servant brought in a box. Everyone knocked on it.
Knocking, the leader was indeed a woman with a beautiful and regular appearance. The three aunts and six women in the room began to whisper, but they said, "Mr. Ning's confidante", "I have been here once", "I heard that my family is very rich".
An Xifu frowned: "This person is Lou Shuwan."
"I know." Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, "Her eldest brother has visited me several times before, but he couldn't visit me, so he went to curry favor with Bao Dao B."
An Xifu nodded: "I have met this woman once, and I have also met this woman from a distance. I heard that her reputation is not very good."
"Women from big places are different from those from small places like us."
An Xifu looked at the woman's temperament: "Maybe this is it..."
Regardless of the identity of the speaker, gossip is still gossip. The sound of rice grinding and chatting could be heard in the room. Soon after, there was a lot of noise in the academy outside, and Ning Yi came over after class. 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, also greeted her openly. The yellow leaves fell in the wind, and all of this,
Perhaps they are all rare symbols of leisure. Whether it is the sound of rice grinding, chatting, Ning Yi's confidante or the two groups of students in the academy who are facing each other, they all just symbolize a rare tranquility. But whether it is Chen Fan or An Xifu
, even Ning Yi, who is now only exposed to the internal affairs of the Batao camp, can know from the data that such an atmosphere is not the mainstream within hundreds of miles around Hangzhou.
The stalemate war, the people dying every day, the 150,000 troops from the north led by Tong Guan, the depressive atmosphere that everyone inside and outside Hangzhou is well aware of, and even within the Fang La military department in the city, there are constant
The ongoing political struggle, including the idea of many people wanting to kill Ning Yi, is only isolated by certain beings within the small scope of Ba Dao Camp, which makes people temporarily unable to feel it, in exchange for some leisure.
That's all.
Life, lectures, "inventing" a rice mill, instigating a group of children to engage in a tit-for-tat "be good people" movement, and having several interactions with new "confidantes". In this rhythm like falling autumn leaves
In early September, Li Tianrun returned to Hangzhou, and what followed was a political change that affected almost the entire Fangla military system. And because of Li Tianyou's hostility towards Ning Yi, it finally meant that a man who could shake Liu Dabiao head-on was finally
The powerful enemy of the barrier appeared in front of Ning Yi for the first time after he returned to Hangzhou...
ps: Leizi, as a rice mill, has basically disappeared in the late 1960s. As for the windmill used to filter grain hulls and impurities, young people born in the 1980s like bananas may have seen it if they grew up in rural areas.
There should still be some in recent years, but not many anymore.