Quan Yutianxia GL

The next day, Chuning woke up very early. Seeing that Qing'er was still asleep, she got up lightly, carefully poured a basin of clean water, found out the coarse salt that Qing'er had hidden, and mixed a bowl of light salt water , began to wash up.

In this small cottage, salt is a very expensive and extravagant thing. Even if it is mixed with large grains of sand, it is not something that ordinary people can afford. The head of the family does not eat salt every meal.

Speaking of which, it has been more than ten days since Chuning came to this small village. In the past ten days, what she finds most unacceptable is not washing her face with clean water, nor is it that her clothes are tattered and not warm, but that she is living in this den of poor thieves. She doesn't even have willow branches that are said to be used to clean her teeth. She can only wash her teeth with her fingers dipped in salt water. Even if it is this salt water, she has to sneak around to get it. Say it again.

Therefore, Chuning deeply realized that, compared with the matter of letting the whole village eat meat, the most urgent thing at present is to get himself a toothbrush first, but obviously this is not something that can be done in a while The matter that came out, so now I have to let it go.

After washing, Chuning went out and began to exercise his body. First, he jogged in the open space outside for a while, then remembered Chuning's bamboo spear and hunting bow, so he went to find these two weapons. After practicing randomly under the tree for a long time, I found that my body had already lost everything belonging to the original owner.

After practicing for less than half an hour, Chuning stopped out of breath. While feeling his frail body now, he greeted each other with the people who got up to work. The bamboo spear and hunting bow returned to the courtyard.

Chu Rou was carrying a big bamboo basket, and was holding her usual ring-shouldered knife in her hand. When she saw Chuning coming back, she told her a few times, and then yelled at a group of people in the village to go out to pick cocoons.

After Chu Rou walked away, Qing'er carefully lifted the lid of the pot, brought out half a bowl of millet porridge and brought it to Chuning.

Chu Ning only ate half of the pancakes last night, and he woke up this morning after exercising for so long. At this moment, he was starving. Seeing Qing'er brought the food, he didn't care to be picky and disgusted, so he was so rough I swallowed more than half of it in two or three bites, and took a moment to ask casually, "Qing'er, have you all eaten?"

"We have to wait a little later. We can have dinner together when the big bosses come back from picking cocoons." When Qing'er was speaking, she didn't notice the slight change in Chuning's expression, but saw that she had almost eaten, so she took it. I went to wash the dishes, and said, "My father came here earlier, and said that he needed to find the second master for something..."

"Why is Uncle Huo looking for me?" Putting away the distress caused by the half bowl of porridge, Chuning followed Qing'er, walking towards their house, thinking about what she knew in her heart According to ancient knowledge, it was not until the thatched hut was close in front of my eyes that I vaguely remembered that the habit of the common people for three meals a day seemed to have existed since the Song Dynasty.

So, did the Daqing Dynasty exist before the Song Dynasty?

Thinking so in his heart, Chu Ning had followed Qing'er into the courtyard gate, and before he could enter the gate, he heard a childish voice of reading from inside: "The crane crows in Jiugao, and the sound is heard in the wild. The fish dive into the abyss , or Yuzhu..."

This is "Heming" by Shi Xiaoyali in the Book of Songs, and Chuning has read it before.But since she came to this world, she has never been exposed to writing, so she is not sure what level of civilization and technology this world has reached. Now that she heard the song "Crane Ming", combined with her previous conjectures , I already have a general conclusion in my mind-this Daqing Dynasty should be in the time period after Qin and Han, and before Tang and Song Dynasties.

"Father, the Second Master is here."

Qing'er's noise interrupted her younger brother Huo Yu's study, and made her father look up from the bamboo slips in his hand, pointing to the stone bench beside him, motioning for Chuning to sit down, and said with concern: "The second leader's injury , is it better?"

"Let Uncle Huo worry." Looking at the bamboo slips in Huo Yunshu's hands, Chu Ning's heart sank, and secretly thought that God's teasing brought her back to an era before even paper appeared, that is to say, this era should still be In the Western Han Dynasty, or before the Western Han Dynasty.

She cursed God in her heart, but seeing Huo Yunshu's caring eyes, Chuning could only force a smile and said, "Now I can eat and move, and I don't feel any pain. It's much better."

"That's good! That's good!" After a few words of concern, Huo Yunshu put down the bamboo slip in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and he said solemnly:

"Second leader, a few days ago, when I went down the mountain to sell silk, I heard two bad news."

"What news?" Now that she has promised Qing'er that she will have meat to eat every day, Chuning is no longer resisting everything around her as before, and is even thinking about how to take advantage of her second-in-charge status. At this moment, hearing Huo Yunshu mention it, she also thought a little bit about it.

"This first news is related to Qinglongzhai." Huo Yunshu said: "I heard that Qinglongzhai did a lot of business a while ago and snatched a woman with a lot of means. This woman not only made everyone in Qinglongzhai Everyone obeyed, and even the nearby hills were tidied up."

"Uncle Huo is worried that this woman will bring her ideas to Zizhu Village?"

After all, Chu Ning is a person who once held a high position and has always had a good view of the overall situation. Now that Huo Yunshu said this, she immediately thought of the entanglement between Zizhu Village and Qinglong Village for many years. Looking at the increasingly powerful Qinglong Village, she must find Going to Zizhuzhai is also a matter of time.

"That's right." Huo Yunshu nodded, and continued: "In the past two years, the strength of Qinglongzhai is not much different from ours, so they are only using tricks in secret. But now Qinglongzhai has joined forces with several other hills, There are more than [-] heroes here, far from being invincible in our village..."

Chuning knew the current strength of Zizhu Village. There were no more than a hundred households in the whole village. The old and the weak, women and children together did not exceed three hundred people. If you fight with all your strength, Zizhu Village is not an opponent at all, and of course, it is not completely powerless to deal with it.

Therefore, from Chu Ning's point of view, this is not the most imminent thing. After all, with the current momentum of Qinglong Village, as long as the woman's brain is not disabled, it is impossible to suppress the power of the village now. Clean up such a poor and dilapidated place as Zizhuzhai, so there is still a period of time for Zizhuzhai to survive.

Chuning kept that woman in his heart, and then asked, "What about the other news?"

"Another piece of news..." Huo Yunshu glanced at Chu Ning in surprise. He didn't expect that the current Chu Ning could be so calm. However, the little bit of surprise was quickly hidden by him, and said: " Now that the autumn harvest is over at the foot of the mountain, and winter is approaching, the pirates on Mount Penglai must go ashore again to make trouble... I am worried that these pirates will go ashore too early and scare the merchants at the bottom of the mountain. If they don’t continue to buy silk, We won't be able to save enough food for the winter..."

This is an unexpected and imminent question. Chuning did not expect that there are not only bandits but also pirates near a small Donglai Mountain...

From this point of view, the life at the bottom of the mountain may not be much better than that in Zizhu Village, and it may be more bitter. After all, what they have to face is not only bandits and pirates, but also the imperial court. One can imagine the days of the people under the mountain.

But, why is the name of Penglai Mountain so familiar?

Chu Ning closed his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered that he had seen it in a book before. It was said that during the Qin Dynasty, a Taoist priest named Xu Fu told Qin Shihuang that there were three fairy mountains in the Bohai Sea, and one of them was called Mount Penglai... Later, during the Song Dynasty, this mountain seemed to be renamed Salmon Island and became a place where prisoners were exiled.

Bohai Sea...Penglai Mountain...Salmon Island...Donglai Mountain...

isn't it? !

No wonder I always feel that the name Donglai Mountain has been seen somewhere. It turns out that it is the Donglai Mountain that Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, and Han Xuandi all came to worship the mountain god.

It seems that the mountain gods in this mountain are not active. Now there are bandits all over the mountain, and there are still pirates living on Penglai Mountain...

I don't know if the emperor of the Daqing Dynasty has come to pay homage, if he did, wouldn't he be angry and cry?

Just as she was thinking wildly, there was a sudden commotion outside the courtyard. Qing'er went out to have a look, then came back immediately and said, "It's Sun Xing and He Wu who have returned to the village."

When Huo Yunshu heard this, he immediately got up and left, and Chu Ning immediately followed.

Just a few steps away, I saw a group of people pointing and discussing endlessly in the open area of ​​the village, accompanied by the woman's crying, it was very noisy.

Chu Ning stepped forward to look, and saw two bloody teenagers surrounded in the middle, Sun was cursing one of the teenagers while touching his tears, but on the ground beside the two teenagers, there was a A black-haired wild boar was tied up dying, and a big white tiger was completely dead.

"Uncle Huo...the second master..."

"Second master!"

"The Second Master is here!"

Huo Yunshu waved his hand to separate the crowd, and when the two teenagers saw him and Chuning, they hid behind Chuning after saying hello, and one of them immediately said, "Uncle Huo, we were not injured at all, they were just catching wild boars." When we met that white tiger, Brother Xing and I saw that tiger's skin was white and beautiful, so we wanted to hunt it back and give it to the second master, so please stop talking about it, please..."

The other also echoed: "For the sake of Shanzhu and Erdang's family, you can help me persuade A Niang, we will never dare again..."

Hearing this, Chuning's face froze, and she couldn't help frowning slightly - what do you mean by looking at the face of Shan Zhu and the second head?Does the second master have a pig face?

This brat really can't speak!

Although he was very reluctant to be compared with pigs, Chuning knew that at this time, especially in this kind of mother and child housework, it was best for him not to meddle, so he took a look at Huo Yunshu , found that Huo Yunshu was also looking at her, so he nodded.

"Since they came back unharmed, the Sun family's wife should stop crying. The Erdang family has just returned from the gate of hell, and you are crying here, what are you talking about?" Huo Yunshu cleared his throat, and then spoke to the surroundings. The crowd scolded loudly: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go wash the pot and chop wood? Do you want me to teach you how to peel and pluck the hair if you eat meat?"

Hearing this, everyone cheered, and then four stronger men came out and carried the wild boar and tiger down.

Looking at the wild boar being carried away, a flash of inspiration came to Chuning's mind, and he immediately stopped several people, and said: "Don't throw away this pig hair, keep all of it, I'll be of great use!"

Several men agreed to this matter with doubts, Qing'er waited for everyone to go away, and couldn't help asking: "The second master, this pork is dirty meat, and the rich people at the foot of the mountain seldom eat it, and the pork feather is even discarded like trash. ...what is the use of this?"