Ask This Spring

It was cloudy and rainy since dark. Although the rain was not too heavy, it was not only the weather suddenly cooled down all night, but also the ground underfoot became extremely muddy and sticky, and I could smell moisture in my breath. Smell.

Today Zhuo Lian got up very early and went to the kitchen to make some wine and dishes. After all, Huan Shen was about to go on the road, and the wine shop was not opened. After breakfast, the family walked silently to the gate of the city. Huan's mother's eyes were red, and she was holding the veil in her hand. She wiped it off from time to time, obviously she was reluctant to leave her son.

Zhuo Lian held her arm and caught a glimpse of the handsome man standing in front of him. He wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know where to start.

Her young uncle is a shrewd man and has a pair of sharp eyes. Although he married Fan Zhujun as a brother with a different surname in the barracks, he has long seen through her daughter's body. He was so talented that it made him feel a little bit distracted.

With a knife on her head, she is just Huan Shen's sister-in-law, not his mother, how can he control this person's thoughts? You can only take one step at a time.

There were dozens of guards rushing to the capital this time. In addition to them, other people came to see off outside the city gate. Many women were crying with tears in their eyes, but Zhuo Lian looked different. There is no wet mark on the top, and the expression is quite calm, without a trace of sadness.

Looking at Shang Huan Shen's gloomy eyes, Zhuo Lian returned to his senses, pressed the corner of his eye with a kerchief, and said: "Although Bianzhou is not far from the capital, the road is cold and slippery. Uncle must take care of your body. Let the mother worry."

The Adam’s apple slipped. Although the young man felt dissatisfied, he couldn't express it in front of everyone. He nodded slightly, gritted his teeth and said:

"Thank you sister-in-law for your concern."

In just six words, he was shocked and frightened. Zhuo Lian swallowed, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at the man again.

Wei Wei, who was nearly 30 years old, rode on a horse, and found that it was not early, and they were unwilling to continue to delay. He raised his hand, said and set off, and drove the horse away.

Seeing Huan Shen's figure gradually disappearing from her sight, Huan's mother held her daughter in her arms, crying so hard. Uncle Fu stood by, wringing his thick eyebrows, and persuaded: "Shen'er is good at doing it, and he has a bluish eye from a nobleman, and he will definitely come back safely."

Huanmu couldn't help shaking her head, she couldn't listen to persuasion. In her mind, she couldn't help but think of the scene of the eldest son before leaving. He was so energetic, hoping to show his fist in the capital. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long before there was bad news. As a mother, how many can bear the suffering of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person?

Zhuo Lian sent her mother-in-law and sister-in-law back home, and went to the wine storeroom to count the number of rice wines. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, there was an exclamation in the dimly lit room with a sharp voice that shocked her.

"Who is in there?"

Holding the shovel leaning against the wall in his hand, Zhuo Yan pressed his lips, and took out the Huozhe with the other hand. After it turned on, she found a thin girl squatting at the door, with mud all over her cheeks and neck, and her clothes in tattered and ragged clothes. She shivered when she saw the woman who was scared of something.

A middle-aged man shouted and cursed outside the wall suddenly: "Where did the unfilial girl go? Quickly find it for me. I have seen it just now. Can I still disappear out of thin air? Helian will come to the door soon if he is not filial. If there is no one, no one will have good fruit to eat."

"Master, the young lady must be hiding near here. Let's knock on the door from door to door and ask."

The surname Helian is very rare, Zhuo Lian thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes widened.

In order to show the kindness of the heroine, she once met a little girl when she passed Bianzhou. Because of her outstanding appearance, she was sold to a concubine by her father. She suffered humiliation and finally got out. Fan Zhujun Hid the girl in the carriage to avoid the search of Helian Mansion. The girl was grateful and followed loyally, and it would not be a pity for her to devastated her.

Zhuo Lian didn’t want to have anything to do with the hostess at all. At the moment, her face was even more ugly. When Zhen Lin saw her expression, tears flowed down, begging: "Please don’t hand me over, I’m afraid, I don’t want to give Master Helian is a concubine..."

Zhen Lin in the storybook was very young, and she was given to others by her father as a gift at thirteen. Since then, she has never had a stable life.

Although I don't want to get into trouble, Zhuo Lian is a human, not an animal. How can I send Zhen Lin out?

When the door panel was banged, she put her index finger on her lips, and in the girl’s horrified eyes, she hid her in the empty porcelain urn, and then covered the urn with a thin cloth. Then he hurried forward and took off the latch.

"Who are you?"

The man in Jinpao stood at the forefront, estimated forty or so. As soon as he saw Zhuolian's face clearly, his muddy eyes lit up for a moment, and he put his hand on his lips and coughed twice before he said: "Madam, have you ever seen one? A woman, who will be thirteen, looks very delicate."

Afraid of misunderstandings, he explained: "That's my daughter. My family lives in the country. She had a dispute with her mother and somehow went to the city. If no one is found tonight, I will be my father. I really don’t know what to do."

Zhuo Lian didn't have any good feelings about these men who sell women and beg for glory. She looked rather cold and said: "I have never seen any woman. If Ling Ai is really missing, I'd better report to the official soon, lest she really is. What happened."

Father Zhen stretched his head and glanced in the backyard, and found that the wine cellar door was closed tightly. He squinted his eyes.

"The little girl is very naughty, maybe she is hiding in the wife's courtyard, so let's go in and have a look."

"That's the wine storehouse at home, how can there be outsiders? If you don't believe it, let the little maid go in and have a look." Pointing at the girl in the green waist skirt, Zhuo Lian locked the door again after she entered.

Someone touched their chin and salivated, "This little lady has a beautiful skin, but she's too guarded. We should be invited in together to see what the beauty's scented boudoir looks like."

"She glared at me just now, my bones are crisp."

Those unbearable obscenities. Naturally, Zhuo Lian could not hear her. She took the maid to the bedroom and barn, and finally entered the wine storehouse. As there was no window sash in the room, the light was very dim and there were still places. There were dozens of identical big urns, and the maid only took a look and left.

When she went out, she looked at Father Zhen timidly, and said in horror: "Master, the young lady is indeed not here."

"It's really useless. Even a 13-year-old girl can't help it. What's the use of raising you? Don't look for it anymore! If you can't find anyone, just go to Master Helian and wait there!"

The messy footsteps faded away, and Zhuo Lian turned back to the wine cellar, lifted the red silk covering the urn, took the girl's arm to bring the person out, and whispered, "They have gone."

Zhen Lin covered her face and cried, and said vaguely: "Thank you sister, if you didn't save me, I'm afraid I will have to wait for death."

"Don't cry, what's your name?" Even if Zhuo Lian knew the direction of the script, she couldn't disclose the matter. She could only ask questions without knowing it.

"My name is Zhen Lin, and I am thirteen this year. My father married a stepmother a few years ago. Because Helian members are willing to put out five hundred taels of silver, they will send me over."

Zhuo Lian has read the script and also knows that the Hu people have always lived outside Yanmen Pass. The two countries were at war, and war was on the verge of breaking out. However, Emperor Dehong was reluctant to fight, and for fear of laboring the people and hurting the wealth, he sent the princess to the Turks for peace and marriage for two years. peaceful.

Therefore, Fan Zhujun would pass through Bianzhou during the New Year's Pass, staying at the home of his aunt Fan Lan, and by the way rescued Zhen Lin who had suffered so much.

"There are a lot of vacancies in the wine shop. I will clean up one room later. You can stay in peace. Don't show up recently. Wait until the wind has passed before you go out."

While talking about Zhuo Lian, he walked forward and entered the room. He took a rag to wipe clean the floating ash on the table and chairs, and then moved the bed and bedding.

"Sister, you really don't drive me away?"

Zhen Lin followed Zhuo Lian step by step, rushing to do everything she needed. Even if the Zhen family is surplus, she is not favored, and her life is not much different from that of the maid, or even slightly worse. Therefore, Zhen Lin is not squeamish, which makes Zhuo Lian a little bit satisfied.

"In addition to me, there are mother-in-law and uncle Fu in the wine shop. They will come over tomorrow morning. You can't go to the front hall to sell wine, but you can stay in the backyard to help you wash rice and make koji. Remember?"

"remember!"

Zhen Lin nodded vigorously.

Zhuo Lian no longer cares about her. In the past few days, because the business in the store is so prosperous, she can't make any effort to recreate new songs. Although the previous Xiangquan songs are of good quality, there is only one kind, which is a little monotonous. To prepare Jinboqu.

This cake is mixed with medicinal materials such as wood incense, chuanxiong, atractylodes, white aconite, all smashed into powder, add glutinous rice flour, white noodles and mix well, then add peeled and crushed almonds, mix the medicinal noodles with the herbal juice In one place, use a mold to press it into a pie, and it will be ready for use in two months.

Due to the special materials, the rice wine brewed with Jinboqu will have almond aroma. Although the taste is not strong, it has a subtle hint of it. In the Republic of China, many old customers asked for Jinboquneng. Out of wine.

Seeing the woman's neat movements, Zhen Lin was stunned. Fortunately, she quickly recovered and hurriedly smashed Polygonum vulgaris and Taoren first herbs and put them in the wooden basin.

Before she could get the water from the well, Zhuo Lian held her wrist and just listened to her to say something:

"We need to use this well next to the barn to make wine at home. The water is clear and sweet enough to make the rice wine out of the cellar look better. Don't make any mistakes."

As soon as the Qinliangjing water was poured into the basin, it was dyed indigo blue by the herbal juice, and there was a hint of spicy breath. Zhen Lin’s eye circles were all red, teardrops filled her eyes, but Zhuo Lian was nothing strange. , The red lips are pressed into a line, even if you can only see the side face, you can still think of how gorgeous a woman's face is.