Douluo Phoenix Myth

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When Zheng Peng left, it was Ah Jun who loaded the carriage.

For some reason, the two of them were chatting and laughing while toasting each other, but after drinking, neither of them said a word and kept drinking. Maybe they were both frustrated in love and wanted to get drunk to relieve their worries. , as a result, the two of them were really drunk.

After returning home, the servants were all frightened. This was the first time Zheng Peng had been so drunk. Everyone was busy making arrangements, changing clothes and making hangover soup. It took a long time. , and then helped Zheng Peng to bed.

When he fell asleep on the pillow, Zheng Peng had recovered from his drunkenness. The main reason was that the alcohol content in ancient times was not high, and the wine Cui Xiyi took was a high-quality wine. It was soft in the mouth but not overpowering. He was a little confused, but it did not affect his thinking. Aunt Zheng The bowl of hangover soup I made was also very effective.

Not long after he lay down, just when he was about to fall asleep, he felt the quilt move, and then a warm, soft body slowly approached him. Zheng Peng obviously felt that the person who climbed onto his bed was a little nervous, and his body was stretched. It was a bit tight, and her breathing was a bit heavy. Just as she was about to hug her, suddenly she felt something in her heart: No, Lu Shu has been taken away by Cui Yuan. This person is not Lu Shu.

Zheng Peng straightened up with excitement, turned his head and took a look. He didn't know whether to be annoyed or laughing: Under the dim candlelight, he saw Xiaoyin wearing a piece of obscene clothing, lying aside like a frightened kitten. The childish little face turned red and white, looking at him timidly.

Seeing Zheng Peng staring at her, Xiaoyin stuttered and said, "Young... Young Master."

"Why are you sleeping here?"

"Um... my maid saw that the young master drank too much, so she came to take care of the young master and warm the young master's bed." Xiaoyin obviously came up with a good reason. After the panic just now, she spoke much more fluently.

Zheng Peng said angrily: "Okay, I don't need to warm the bed. You are still young, so go down first."

Probably seeing Lu Shu's absence, Xiaoyin wanted to take the opportunity to "take the upper hand" and win the spot of the girl with whom he was married, so she secretly climbed into her bed while she was drunk. Zheng Peng was a little speechless. How old is this? The child is not yet developed yet, so she has so many weird ideas. I don’t know whether it is her own idea or the instruction of Zheng Fu and his wife.

Women in ancient times were a bit precocious. Brothels existed legally in the Tang Dynasty. Many people liked to have sex with young girls. Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, married Empress Changsun when she was 13 years old. Xiaoyin was still a primary school student in later generations, but she was already Thinking about how to please the master.

It can only be said that under special circumstances, people’s minds are easily affected.

Perhaps, for slaves, this is one of the few ways they can change their destiny.

Zheng Peng's outlook on life is quite correct, and he doesn't have any special hobbies.

Xiaoyin's expression darkened, and she got out of bed a little aggrieved, and then said quietly: "Master, do you want someone else to warm the bed for you?"

If you think you are too small, then get a bigger one.

For a servant, isn't it natural to serve one's master?

"No need." Zheng Peng yawned, waved his hand and said, "There's no need. I'm sleepy, please step back."

"Master, that maid sleeps in the cubicle. When the master wants someone, the maid can serve the master early." Xiaoyin said tentatively.

"It's up to you." Zheng Peng pulled back the quilt and went to sleep.

After getting Zheng Peng's permission, Xiaoyin was so happy that she almost laughed out loud: The young master said that he was young and would not let other maids warm the bed. He also agreed to sleep in the small bed in the side room and serve him. This was to promote himself to The rhythm of a personal maid.

Could it be that the young master is waiting for him to grow up?

Zheng Peng didn't expect Xiaoyin to be so thoughtful. She covered her head and fell asleep until dawn the next day. She got up by herself without being called by her servants.

"Xiaoyin, bring the washing water quickly."

"Zheng Fu, prepare your horses. I will go to Zhongdao in a while. You drive."

"Ajun, you stay at home today and train those nurses."

Zheng Peng not only got up early, but also changed from his previous laziness and decadence, and directed his subordinates to work with full energy.

Life is often unsatisfactory. If you suffer a little setback and fail to recover, you are destined to be a loser in life. Zheng Peng also figured it out. Rather than being sad and decadent, it is better to break and stand up. It is said that the harder you work, the luckier you will be. For Zheng Peng , the stronger you are, the more you can control your own destiny.

The servants saw that Zheng Peng had been a little decadent recently, and they were all a little worried, because their fate was closely related to Zheng Peng. Now seeing that Zheng Peng was energetic early in the morning, they were also infected by Zheng Peng's emotions.

Ajun even made a big salute unconsciously and responded loudly: "Yes, young master."

What happened the night before last night was a setback for Zheng Peng, and it was also a knot in his mind for A Jun. He had been blaming himself for not doing his duty well, so much so that the young master who was so kind to his family was held at knifepoint. On his neck, he was now thinking about how to make amends and how what happened the night before would not happen again.

In the past two days, without Zheng Peng's instructions, Ajun took the initiative to pick up a bow and arrow and practice stone locks.

With the goal in mind, Zheng Peng also became diligent. He would go to Zhongdao whenever he had time, often staying there all day. With Zheng Peng's efforts, Zhongdao's braised pork business was booming, and new printing technology was also booming. With Zheng Peng's unremitting efforts, the development progress has been greatly accelerated, and everything is moving in the right direction.

Finally, in late February, Zheng Peng's efforts reaped huge rewards: after pork, Braised Pork developed new raw materials such as chicken, rabbit, and fish, and also developed several different flavors to further expand the market. , and the new printing is also scheduled to be held on February 26.

In fact, it could be done a few days in advance, but Guo Ketang insisted on this day. In her words, it was an auspicious day specially chosen by her uncle. Zheng Peng could only agree.

What Zheng Peng didn't expect was that Old Man Guo not only chose an auspicious day and time, but also had people prepare offerings for the incense case. Before the test, everyone, including Zheng Peng and the responsible foreman Hu San, had to wash their hands and burn incense. , worship the gods.

Zheng Peng said with some confusion: "Uncle Guo, isn't it just a formal trial printing? Does it need to be so grand?"

"You donkey boy, you are just lazy. This is called being sincere and spiritual." Old Man Guo said with a serious face: "If this method is effective, it will be a great thing for scholars all over the world. It will benefit the country and the people. It must be the result of the blessing of the gods." , stop talking and come and burn incense."

Only then did Zheng Peng notice that Old Man Guo, who usually liked to wear coarse cloth, was now wearing a navy blue robe and had shaved his face. This was a costume only worn during the Chinese New Year to worship ancestors. It was obvious that Old Man Guo attached great importance to it.

Can we not take it seriously? The head of the Guo Mansion, Guo Hong, who would never appear in a place full of "copper smell" on weekdays, followed Old Man Guo honestly today, smiling at Zheng Peng from time to time, even The craftsmen who usually wore shabby clothes also put on new clothes distributed by Old Man Guo.

It looked as festive as the Chinese New Year, which made Zheng Peng a little uncomfortable.

Under the "coercion" of Old Man Guo, Zheng Peng reluctantly followed and thanked the gods of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, no monks or Taoist priests were invited to perform any ceremonies, otherwise Zheng Peng would really not be able to bear it.

After the ceremony was finally completed, Zheng Peng, Old Man Guo, Guo Hong, Guo Ketang, foreman Hu San and several craftsmen entered the heavily guarded new printing development workshop.

"Well, Old Man Guo, look, can we start now?" Zheng Peng looked at the overwhelmed craftsman, then looked at the smiling Old Man Guo, and couldn't help but ask.

Who knows what kind of rituals need to be performed before starting work? I need to ask him first.

Old Man Guo waved his hand and said cheerfully: "Let's get started. This is your territory. I'm just a bystander. Just pretend we're not here."

He still pretended he wasn't there. I had knelt down several times during the ceremony just now. If he moved slowly or his attitude was not correct enough, he would glare and blow his beard. Now I just pretended he didn't exist. It was really good.

After getting a positive answer, Zheng Peng nodded and said loudly: "Whatever you are still doing, get started. Now we will start the first official printing. Everyone should be energetic. If you do a good job, your uncle will be rewarded."

A group of craftsmen responded, and then began to work. Some people wiped the word frame, and some people brushed a layer of burned rosin on it. Proceeding in an orderly manner...