The wind is still there, the clouds are still there, and the human world is still there. People are like their predecessors but blame their predecessors, and future generations are like today's people and blame today's people.
The predecessors planted trees on the street. Decades later, later generations enjoyed the shade under the trees and felt that there were too few trees and not enough shade.
Lin Ye listened to these people talking loudly under a tree, scolding the imperial court for not knowing how to plant more trees in the early years. During the day, Yunzhou City was so hot that there were not many places to hide from the sun. At night, it seemed to be more crowded under the tree.
.
It's actually autumn, so it's not that hot.
A young man complained that he was thirsty, so he fetched water from the well under a tree to drink. Then he muttered something about how the water tasted really unpleasant and that someone's dog had peed into the well.
Next to this tree is a teahouse, but the people in the teahouse are laughing and clapping their hands from time to time. It seems to be another world, where everyone is elegant and well-dressed.
If that were not the case, the people here would probably not scold him so harshly.
An old man next to him saw that Lin Ye was calm and composed, so he asked him: "Don't you feel irritable?"
Lin Ye shook his head.
The old man lowered his voice and said, "I feel annoyed by what he said."
Before Lin Ye could say anything, the old man said to himself again: "Because I planted trees and dug wells back then."
Lin Ye looked at the old man and clasped his fists: "Thank you."
The old man had already seen Lin Ye's clothes and demeanor, so he shook his head: "You don't look like a person here. You probably haven't drank the water from this well, so you don't need to say thank you to me."
Lin Ye asked: "Where do I seem to be?"
The old man pointed to the teahouse next to him: "At least it's there."
Then he pointed to a taller building in the distance: "There's another place there."
Lin Ye said: "I will go again in the future, and I will be here now."
It's good here. No one cares here because they are all at the lowest level. Lin Ye just sits among the crowd, as if there is a barrier in front of him.
He felt that there was something wrong with this teahouse. Qu Qigui was someone who wanted to escape and would not show up in such a place for no reason. After all, it was not hidden here.
He felt that there was something wrong with Gaoxian Trading Company, because that day he saw a person getting out of the trading company's carriage and getting into another carriage when there were few people around the corner.
The carriage had just left the martial arts school. The man who got on the carriage was named Mr. Ning. Lin Ye saw it and many people were in awe of him.
There is also a problem with a bodyguard in this business, because Lin Ye also saw a red rope around his neck.
Her mother-in-law never told Lin Ye that she had knitted a red rope for everyone in the Fearless Camp, but her mother-in-law had told Lin Ye that she had knitted a red rope for every child she had adopted.
After nightfall, Lin Ye had been sitting for more than half an hour. The people chatting under the tree were loud enough, but Lin Ye didn't feel noisy.
During this half hour, Lin Ye noticed that something was wrong with at least four people. The four of them were not stationary in four fixed positions. The four of them rotated their positions. Who would care about this, especially when it was already dark.
The lights on the main street are quite bright, the tea house is doing good business, and there is a brothel diagonally opposite, which is doing even better business.
"Old man, what kind of business does the trading company opposite do?"
Lin Ye asked the old man.
The old man took one look and said: "You mean Mr. Di's business? Mr. Di does all kinds of business. Did you see the brothel? His, did you see the chess hall next to him? His, did you see me just now?
Did you mean the highest restaurant? His."
Lin Ye asked again: "Where is this teahouse?"
The old man shook his head: "No, the teahouse is owned by the teahouse manager Gao. Mr. Di said that he wanted to buy this teahouse and pay double the price. Mr. Gao said that this was a ancestral property and he would not sell it for any amount. Mr. Di never asked again. He said it was a business.
No matter how much you seek profit, you will not take away people’s ancestral property.”
Lin Ye said: "It sounds like Mr. Di seems like a good person."
The old man said: "No, he is a good person."
The old man said that Yunzhou City looks prosperous, but 99% of the city is poor, and there are always people who cannot afford to eat, especially in winter and early spring when there is a shortage of food.
Mr. Di would set up a porridge shop on the street every winter, which could feed many people from winter to early spring.
If someone is not ashamed and drags his whole family to eat at a porridge shop three times a day, then the family may not really be unable to open the pot.
The subordinates asked Mr. Di whether such people should be driven away. Mr. Di said that when I was doing business, others didn’t like me because I was the best at taking advantage, and I didn’t want to be taken advantage of, so I did business
Many and very big.
But there is no need to drive away those who take advantage of the porridge shop, because that is not my business, that is my charity.
Lin Ye nodded after hearing this: "He is a good person."
The old man smiled and said: "You kid, if you believe me when I say he is a good person, then think about it again, how can a really good person do such a big business?"
Lin Ye's awkward smile made the old man mistakenly think that Lin Ye was embarrassed for his shallowness.
In front of such shy and clumsy children, the elderly will probably become talkative.
"Mr. Di has never cheated the poor in his business. After all, the poor say he is a good man. Just now the young man said that the water in the well is not good to drink and it was a dog that peed. I think it was the man who died that year by jumping into the well.
The resentment has not been resolved yet.”
The old man looked at the trading company: "They said that man was competing with Mr. Di for business, so his family was ruined by Mr. Di's management. He himself also fell into a well and died. His body was fished out and he was hastily buried somewhere outside the city.
, but from that day on, the villagers said that the well water was not good to drink."
Lin Ye nodded: "Then he is really a bad person."
The old man smiled and said: "A child is a child. If I say his good points, you say he is a good person. If I say his bad points, you say he is a bad person. His badness has nothing to do with you, but if you are very hungry, you can drink a bowl of porridge from him.
, do you think he is bad or good?"
Lin Ye saw the middle-aged man coming out of the trading house. He was probably following someone, and he kept a good distance.
So Lin Ye stood up and put down some money for the old man: "I'll treat you to tea."
The old man was confused and asked: "Young man, why?"
Lin Ye said: "Decades ago, you planted trees and dug wells in this city."
He pointed at the teahouse and then at the high building: "You should be there, or there."
The old man looked down at the silver in his hand, his hands trembling slightly, thinking what kind of luck he had.
I raised my head to say thank you, only to find that the young man had disappeared.
"Bodhisattva...Bodhisattva has appeared."
The old man put his hands together and kept chanting about Bodhisattva.
In the dark night, in an unused residential house, Jing Chengxi squatted next to the dead body and looked through it carefully, even searching the corners of his clothes to make sure that he had not missed a single copper coin.
Although he didn't find much, money always made him happy. Who really likes money, how can anyone be dissatisfied with getting less money?
"You don't look like someone who is seeking wealth and harming life."
Someone spoke on the courtyard wall.
Jing Chengxi did not look back, because he knew that there was someone sitting on the wall, and he had been sitting there for a while, probably right after he killed the person.
He collected all the broken silver and copper coins and patted them carefully to make sure they would not fall out easily.
After he got up, he said: "You don't look like a little thief who wants to make money."
As he spoke, he was getting ready to leave.
Lin Ye: "You kill someone and then leave?"
Jing Chengxi: "It's your good luck that I won't kill you, and this is already your second good luck. The old people say that only three things can happen."
Lin Ye: "The person you killed was Qu Qigui's subordinate."
Jing Chengxi: “So what’s the problem with killing him?”
Lin Ye: "I have been watching him for three days."
Jing Chengxi: "What does it have to do with me? If such a person dies, the government will not care. They will think that they died in internal fighting and take advantage of others. No, let the people think so."
He walked to the door, and Lin Ye was already at the door.
Lin Ye stared at this man for three days. Qu Qigui died in the alley behind the teahouse. Logically speaking, his men should stay away.
But this man had been sneaking around the teahouse after dark for three consecutive days. Apparently there was something else in the teahouse that he couldn't let go of.
Now that this person is dead, Lin Ye has also lost a clue.
Jing Chengxi looked up and down at Lin Ye: "You can't beat me."
Lin Ye didn't answer, just looked at him.
Jingcheng Xi moved to the left, and Lin Ye stepped to block it. Jingcheng Xi moved to the right, and Lin Ye stepped to block it again.
Jing Chengxi stopped, looked into Lin Ye's eyes, looked a little angry and said, "Don't think that I won't beat you just because you are my mother-in-law's child."
Lin Ye waited for this answer.
So he answered: "Same."
Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "How could my mother-in-law have a child like you... That's right, I am not the same."
Lin Yewen: "You are the bodyguard of a trading company. It seems that you shouldn't kill people for this little money."
Jing Chengxi said: "I am a bodyguard of a trading company, but that is just one of the many places where I make money. In addition to being a bodyguard of a trading company, I am also a bounty hunter. Of course, there is no bounty on my head, but if I encounter a damn person, I will do the same.
Take action."
Lin Ye: "You can make any money?"
Jing Chengxi: "Are you in charge?"
Lin Ye took out a piece of silver: "Would you like to have a drink with me?"
Jing Chengxi took the money over and said, "I haven't reached that point of not selling myself, but no one has offered me a price high enough for me to consider that step."
A moment later, on the roof of this residence.
Jing Chengxi took a sip of wine and asked, "Why don't you drink?"
Lin Ye replied: "My mother-in-law won't allow it until I'm sixteen."
Jing Chengxi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the night sky: "You must be the youngest."
Lin Ye hummed: "I am."
Jing Chengxi was silent for a moment, then took out a cloth bag from his arms and opened the three layers inside and outside. There were banknotes inside.
He is a person who cares about money so much, otherwise he would not work in Gaoxian Trading Company. He has a dream to return to his hometown and build an old house that is big, tall, and beautiful, and that no one in the countryside can compare with it.
He handed it to Lin Ye: "Here you go."
Lin Ye: "Why did you give me money?"
Jing Chengxi said with a smile: "Money is a good thing. If you have money, you can have everything."
He was still young at that time, and his family's fields were occupied and half of their house was occupied because the richest family in the village wanted to expand.
The richest thing is that someone in that family is an official in Geling. I don't know how big they are, but even the people from the county government dare not offend them.
Jing Chengxi was studying martial arts while away, but he rushed back after receiving a letter from his father. His home was demolished, his property was gone, and the folks said that his father was mad to death and his mother died of illness.
He went to take revenge, but he was no match for the numbers. The family seemed to be waiting for his return and was well prepared.
Then he was sentenced by the county government for breaking into a private house and trying to commit murder, with a fifty-fifty rod, and was sent to Wuwei County, five hundred miles away. At that time, Wuwei County was building canals, and prisoners from all over the country were sent there.
If someone is sick and is dying, they can probably just find a place to throw it away and don't die in the channel.
He did not die because his mother-in-law, who was already in her sixties at that time, carried him for sixteen miles.
Lin Ye doesn't want his money.
Jing Chengxi: "Take it! I am your brother."
Putting the money into Lin Ye's hand: "Money is really a good thing. You will understand when you grow up."
He stretched his body and looked at the night sky: "My youngest, money can make people happy. When you are older, I will take you to be happy."
The forest leaves will not grow up all at once, but the night wind is stronger at this time, blowing Jing Chengxi's hair.
There is a brand next to his ear, which is a trace of the laws of the Dayu Dynasty. It is quite ugly and not worthy of him.