The heavy rain just stopped and it became sunny that day.
The rainbow hung in the sky for a long time.
After that, there were several sunny days in a row, and it became hotter day by day. The sound of cicadas also appeared unknowingly after the rain. At first, it was just a few dots, and then it became a continuous one. In the midst of the noise, the whole Yangdu also became aware of it.
Bathed in the bright sunshine, it already feels like summer.
Song You sat cross-legged under the eaves alone, and the sound of cicadas made people feel even more peaceful. The sun was too strong, and he felt sleepy in the afternoon. The whole sun seemed to have become an empty city, and he was the only one sitting here alone.
The courtyard is no longer as desolate as it was at the beginning of last year——
Bullweed and cattail grow luxuriantly, sour eggplant grows along the wall, with small green or red lanterns, which look quite ornamental, and peppers grow in a row on the other side.
At that time, a patch of tiny flowers just bloomed, like stars, and some green onions were planted in the open space, with butterflies as big as fingernails flying among them.
Fortunately, Empress Sanhua went out to publish a book with her own manuscript. If she were still in the yard, I'm afraid not many people could escape.
Just when I thought of this, I heard a sound.
"Click..."
The wooden bolts of the wooden door fell off automatically.
Then there was a "squeak" sound and the courtyard door opened.
The little girl walked in with her robe on her shoulders.
The girl's face still had no expression, but her eyes were very bright, her steps were brisk, her head shook slightly as she walked, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
He glanced at the Taoist sitting under the eaves strangely, and she walked over with her robe in her arms.
"I'm back!"
"Is Sanhua Empress doing well?" The Taoist raised his eyes to look at her.
"Three Flowers Empress is going well!" the girl replied, "Congratulations to Sanhua Empress!"
"Congratulations to Empress Sanhua."
"That Liao said that Sanhua Empress wrote very well..."
"Thank you, Taoist priest."
"Well?"
The girl was stunned and turned her head to look at the Taoist priest.
After being stunned for a moment, he said: "Thank you, Taoist priest..."
"You're welcome."
"you you……"
"That Liao said that Empress Sanhua wrote very well." Song You was still sitting cross-legged under the eaves, like an expert in spiritual practice. He looked up at the girl and said calmly, "Empress Sanhua continues to speak."
"That Liao said that Sanhua Empress was very well written, very interesting, and very happy to read, so he agreed to help Sanhua Empress print it and sell it for money." The little girl said, lowered her head again, and put her hand in
He took out three pieces of honeycomb silver from his robe and showed them to the Taoist priest. "I also gave the money to Empress Sanhua and said I bought them from Empress Sanhua."
"Then did Sanhua Empress give them the elixir I gave them?"
"I gave it to them and they said thank you."
"knew."
Song You nodded lightly and sat still.
The little girl kept the money.
I have read the travel notes of Song You written by Empress Sanhua, but I have only read one page of the manuscript. Empress Sanhua specially selected one page for him to read, and she did not show him the rest.
Going to sea is the personal experience of Sanhua Empress. This personal experience is inherently wonderful and interesting. It does not need to be embellished by imagination. As long as it is written down truthfully, it will be a good and wonderful story. It’s just that the same story is written by different people.
There will also be different flavors, depending on both the ability and the suitability of the style.
From his point of view, Sanhua Empress's writing is very good, her writing style is childish, but she has a childlike charm.
In addition to childlike fun, there is another kind of strange fun.
Cats have different perspectives, different concerns, and different ideas than humans. People often don't expect that she would write like this, that her focus would be on this, and that her thinking would be so jumpy.
Unfortunately, I only read that page.
But a good story is a good story. These days, most people don’t make money by publishing books.
In most cases, there are only a few famous literati who are specially invited to write poems, lyrics and articles. In order to express their gratitude, others will give them some "pen polish". In addition, few people make money by writing books. The author is either for The spread of fame is either for the inheritance of knowledge, for ideals and ambitions, or simply for fun.
The members of the Liao family must have thought of Empress Sanhua's kindness, so they paid the writing fee.
They say they are buying manuscripts, but in fact the amount is the same as half of the money Sanhua Empress asked for last time to catch monsters and exorcise evil spirits. In fact, it is the other half.
Song You had already expected this, so he used a wisp of the Beginning of Spring spiritual power from his early years to turn into an elixir, and asked the Sanhua Empress to take it over, asking them to turn it into water and drink it to replenish the vitality and yang energy that had been absorbed by the golden toad. I will make up for the retouching fee they specially gave to Sanhua Empress, and I will not be indebted to them.
"Why doesn't Sanhua Empress want me to accompany Sanhua Empress?" The Taoist looked up at her, "Why doesn't she want me to see what Sanhua Empress writes?"
"Well……"
The little girl turned a deaf ear and only turned her head to look at the little butterfly flying in the pepper bushes not far away.
The expression and posture were exactly the same as those of ordinary cats that pretend not to hear what people are saying.
"But since Sanhua Empress has published a book, if the book sells well and spreads around the world, even if I never come to Yangdu again, I will still be able to buy Sanhua Empress's book in Yidu."
"Don't buy it!"
"You'll see eventually."
"Don't look."
"Could it be that Empress Sanhua wrote a lot about me in the book, so she's so afraid of me seeing it?"
"!"
The little girl suddenly became alert.
This guy is so awesome!
"Guessed it right?"
"..."
The little girl continued to look at him warily.
"It seems so."
"..."
The little girl looked around for a moment, put the money back into the bag, said to herself that it would be enough for us to use for a long time, and then said that she wanted to put it back into the quilt bag, then she didn't look at the Taoist and just took care of herself. He put on his robe and walked back to the bedroom.
The footsteps were soft and getting farther and farther away.
"..."
Song You shook his head, smiled slightly, and said without looking back: "In that case, Miss Sanhua, please pack your things and we will leave tomorrow."
The sound was as loud as usual.
"Know it……"
A response came from far behind.
Song You sat for a while longer, then got up and went back to pack things with Empress Sanhua.
I don't have many things to pack. Anyway, I'm used to wandering around the world. I'm already very skilled at packing things. It won't take long to put them all away. However, Ye Xinrong's ancestral home and the original things in the home have to be cleaned up by others. Properly, put everything in the easiest way to store it.
Sanhua Empress also picked all the pickled eggplants, washed them, dried them, and put them in the small pot she usually carried.
The peppers were blooming, but Song You ignored them.
The sour eggplant vines were not pulled out either.
Ye Xinrong should come back within this year. When he comes back, he may be able to see the sour eggplants and peppers in the courtyard. These two crops have not yet spread to the Yangzhou area, and the trees planted in the courtyard are often eaten by swallows.
He was nourished by the spiritual method, had strong vitality, and had absorbed enough spiritual energy, so it was regarded as a thank you gift left by Song You.
However, the bullwhip and cattails were all cleared away to prevent them from growing into weeds and growing everywhere.
The next morning the group had packed up.
Song You stood at the door with a stick, and the maroon horse behind him was carrying a bulging quilt bag, on which were hung the Sanhua Empress's robe, lanterns, fishing rods and bamboo hats. It looked like a big lump, but in fact it was not heavy.
Behind him was the calico cat, which was facing the door but turned to look behind him. The swallow stood on top of the rain-shielding eaves of the courtyard door.
"Let's go."
Song You said something and came out with his stick.
The bay-red horses and calico cats all followed him. One stepped out of the gate in silence, while the other jumped over the threshold and looked back frequently.
"Squeak."
The courtyard door is closed.
Song You locked it, held the key, and raised his hand, the swallow flew over, took the key, and flew back to the yard.
Then there was the sound of moving a stone bench inside.
"Puff puff..."
The swallow quickly flew out.
It was neither early nor late at this time, and the sun was shining down obliquely, crossing the tile roof in front, leaving a slanting light on the white wall. The fog was thick all night, making the bluestone a little moist and slightly darker in color.
The alley is clean, but when you step out of the alley, you will immediately reach the lively Yangducheng Street.
Song You took the horse forward and walked along the river.
Walking through the Qingshi Street, I greeted the familiar tea house owners, the neighbors I met, and the Li family and Liao family I met by chance, walked across the painted stone bridge, and stepped on the Bliss Bricks.
The Taoist stopped on the bridge and watched for a while the boats passing by on the river below. The green waves were flowing and the willow branches were swaying. The young man in white stood on the bow of the boat waving a fan and enjoying the scenery on both sides of the river. The graceful pipa girl held the lute behind her and played euphemistic tunes.
Not to mention anything else, this picture alone is absolutely beautiful.
What a peaceful and prosperous time.
Several fishermen under the bridge had already known Song You. When they saw him leading a horse, carrying large and small bags and the fishing rod commonly used by Empress Sanhua, as if he was about to go away, they couldn't help but crane their necks.
They also wanted to say hello and say goodbye to the girl who often made them ashamed, but they didn't see any girl.
When everyone was confused, a small figure jumped from the bottom, jumped onto the stone bridge railing, stretched its neck and stared at them.
It is plush and beautiful, with three-flowered hair.
Just like the three-color clothes.
The Taoist stood at the head of the bridge and held hands with them.
The cat also raised its paw and waved.
The breeze blows the plum trees and willows, it is the time to leave in April.
The cat turned around and jumped down.
The Taoist also took steps forward.
Walk off the bridge and slowly walk out of the city.
The Lei Gong Temple has been built, and the smoke is like clouds.
The gods of the Lei Department must have been a little busy during this period, but it was not in vain. There were many things to do, and there was also a lot of incense. The more good things were done, the more pious the incense was.
It almost equals a booming business.
Zhou Lei Gong should thank himself.
Song You was thinking this, but he kept walking and looking around.
The pot-bellied official on the left is sitting in a sedan, holding a tray in one hand and holding snacks in the other, eating carefully. The coolie worker on the right is bare-chested and skinny, sweating profusely while carrying a sack. I don’t know whether it was sunburned or scratched on his back.
The gunny bags were stained with red and black ulcers.
There are young men in rich clothes running and playing on the street, and there are also half-clothed children huddled in silence on the street corners.