[Comprehensive] Pang Yu's Classic of Getting Rich in the Northern Song Dynasty

Stepping into this courtyard again, Lin Yu tried hard not to turn his attention to the remnants of flowers, plants and trees in the front yard.

After entering the courtyard, an older servant greeted him and said, "Young Lord, everything in this courtyard has been arranged, and we are waiting for you to come."

"you are?"

"The servant is the steward of this yard, his name is Zhao Yong."

It was only then that Lin Yu noticed that there were about twenty or thirty domestic servants, large and small, dressed in the costumes of servants or maids, waiting in front of the courtyard. Seeing him looking over, they all greeted him and called Lin Yu Xiaolang, Zhao Yong's clothes were different from theirs, and looked better.

Zhao Yongzai carefully introduced to him how many rooms there are in this yard, how many servants are there, and what do they do?Among them, Mrs. Pang also picked four big maids for him, four second-class maids who did some needlework and mending, seven or eight servants as servants, and some other maids and domestic servants were all doing chores.

There were more people, but Lin Yu knew that this was carefully selected by Mrs. Pang, and it was not easy to appease her and make her sad, but it was just that the big maids didn't have to follow too closely.

Those maidservants naturally didn't dare to disagree, and blessed themselves, they went down as expected.

Entering the master bedroom, there is an extremely elegant screen, high mountains and flowing water, freehand brushwork and natural, carved wooden boards with various exquisite patterns on all sides, and various exquisite gadgets are placed on the Bogu shelf Wanbao Pavilion. There are pens and inkstones, there are vases for flowers and bonsai, and there are jade carving hands for playing. (1)

Walking in, there are still ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging inside, and the whole master room is decorated richly and beautifully without losing the fragrance of books and elegance.

After taking a bath, he lay on the bed, covered with a smooth and beautiful quilt, and the sleep-promoting fragrance in the room made him feel a little drowsy, and slowly fell asleep in a haze.

In a trance, he seemed to see the Jin Daoist who was holding a pitch-black long sword stabbing towards him. He shrank his pupils and was not fully awake yet. When he flipped his hand, the Qingying Sword pierced through, and the long sword was nailed to the wall with a 'buzz' sound. , so that the night watchman outside woke up all of a sudden, and came in hastily.

But they saw their young gentleman sitting up, wearing white obscene clothes, with fine sweat on his forehead, the long sword was nailed into the wall, obviously he was stunned.

The boy called Biyan hurriedly handed him a cup of hot water, "Young Lord, I'm afraid he's dying."

Lin Yu recalled that this was just a dream, and hurriedly took the cup of hot water, "Thank you, I'm fine, you can go out first."

"Yes, the servant is outside all the time. If Mr. Xiao Lang has something to do, you can call the servant." After Bi Yan finished speaking, he backed out and closed the door behind him.

And after Lin Yu lay down here, he couldn't fall asleep again. Cultivators don't dream easily, and the dreams they have are very foreboding.

He frowned, thinking of the Taoist Jin who fled and disappeared in Meicheng at that time, and after that, the Taoist Jin seemed to have disappeared and could not be found anywhere. Now that he is having this dream, does it mean that the Taoist Jin will come to report in the future? Nest revenge?

He couldn't sleep, so he simply went to look at the situation inside the lacquer dowry in the space. After he looked inside, he couldn't help but smile. It turned out that the two brothers and sisters Li Wei and Li Xin'er had become the leaders of the ghosts, especially those who had practiced the basic condensate. After the method of soul breathing, the Yin energy and ghost power are greatly enhanced, and the strength is already one level higher than other ghosts. It is no wonder that they will become the leader of all ghosts.

After Wen Sheng taught the ghosts some methods of cultivation and saw that they were fine, he sank into his dantian and practiced cross-legged.

One night at dawn, after eating in Pang's mansion, he planned to go back to the yard, but he was followed by a little tail, his bored elder sister.

Anyway, Lin Yu agreed to go home, even if he had a yard outside, it would be fine to go there occasionally, and recognizing his parents didn't mean that he would be completely shackled at home, so Mrs. Pang was a little sad about him going out early in the morning , but did not object, and even heard that he had two guests over there, and asked him to pack a lot of dim sum and halva to go back.

Mrs. Pang's kindness was really hard to resist. Lin Yu was a little dazed until they stood at the gate of the yard with the big sister with a small tail who wanted to come to breathe and a big bag in her hand.

The gate of the courtyard here is wide open, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl can be seen busy to and fro, and the two guards are also busy to and fro, busy wiping, washing, and drying the quilts.

Seeing that they were still coming, the girl stretched her head over, and said joyfully, "Young master Lin, you are back, I have washed all the bedding in this house and put them in the sun." She looked at Pang Feiyan in a blink of an eye, lively and cheerful. He said enthusiastically, "This lady is really pretty, is she a friend of the young master?"

Pang Feiyan fell in love with that bright and lively energy immediately, "I am his eldest sister, you can call me Sister Yan, what do you call me?"

She was stunned for a moment, not knowing that the very good-looking lady in front of her would ask her such a question. After thinking about it, she was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't know, I only know that my surname is Su, so those beggars call me Su." Beggar."

"Su Qi'er is too casual. How about Sister Yan naming you Su Qi'er? That chess piece of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Pang Feiyan asked with a hint of joy.

Su Qi'er silently read it two or three times, showing a big smile, almost jumping up, "It's such a nice name, thank you sister Yan!"

Seeing that these two people chatted happily and completely left him aside, Lin Yu shook his head helplessly, put the bag of things in his hand on the table, and walked into the poor man's room.

The poor man was cleansed and dressed in a comfortable light blue dress. If his eyes were not blind, coupled with his elegant and scholarly atmosphere, it can be seen that he is also a handsome and elegant young man.

He sat by the bed, heard footsteps, reflexively raised his head and moved in the direction of the footsteps, and made two "ahhh" sounds.

However, Lin Yu seemed to understand the meaning of those two monotones. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he took out his hand to feel his pulse, "How do you know it's me?"

The poor man smacked his nose with his hand.

"Smell it?" Lin Yu smiled slightly, sniffed his cuff, and saw the honest man nodded, "It's no wonder, I'm the only one who uses incense here."

The honest man nodded again, thinking in his heart, in fact, only Lin Yu dared to use incense, and the fresh and elegant fragrance felt very suitable for the person in front of him who spoke very softly, and the first thought when he smelled this smell was, What he thought of was Lin Yu.

There are hundreds of thousands of fragrances in the world, but it seems that there is only one that is suitable for a gentleman.

This was his momentary thought.

Lin Yu injected a small amount of spiritual power to roam his tendons. Because of the poison, this person's tendons have shrunk severely. To be cured, these tendons must be dredged first.

Opening up the tendons is extremely painful, the poor man's face turned pale, a thin layer of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead, and blue veins appeared.

"Hold it," Lin Yu's words seemed to have the magic power to calm people down, "It takes three days to dredge your tendons before you can carry out the subsequent treatment."

But after hearing his words, the poor man turned his mind to other places, thinking of the books he had read, the famous mountains and rivers he had visited, and the soft and clean flowers that could be touched with his hands.

After the initial period of pain, he felt nothing but spit out a mouthful of black blood, his head buzzed and his head became much clearer, and he was no longer as depressed as before.

He let out a low 'ah', and smiled like a child. Lin Yu also understood the joy in his tone, and said comfortingly, "Come here first today, you can't stay in the house all the time." Why don't you just ask Carpenter Qian not far away to make you a wheelchair..." After talking, he was already muttering to himself.

Although the poor man couldn't hear it clearly, he was still very happy. In fact, the world is not all bad. There are still kind-hearted people in the world, and this young man in front of him is just that.

He even thought that as long as he could see the light, he wouldn't even have any grudges.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still sighed a little.

When Lin Yu left the room, the two servants had already finished their work, because the young man and the eldest lady were there, they didn't dare to be so presumptuous, and when they were away, they would still relax and chat with Su Qier What.

Lin Yu would not force them to be present, and gave them some of the snacks he brought back just now. The two servants had eaten such delicious food there, and they were talking good things about the boss.

Originally assigned here, they were not very good at it. Unexpectedly, the monthly fee was raised in a blink of an eye. The work here is also easy, and Mr. Xiaolang often gives them some good things to eat. This is already a big deal for them. Very satisfied.

Su Qier was fed a piece of pastry by Pang Feiyan, and in an instant she was overwhelmed by the rich and sweet taste, and narrowed her eyes, "It's delicious, Sister Yan, can I give some to poor people?"

Just now she had told Pang Feiyan a little about the poor man, women are the most sensitive and emotional creatures, and Pang Feiyan was also told by her description that she felt sorry for the poor man.

Especially after being with Gongsun Ce for so long and seeing so many cases, she even imagined a lot of love and hatred.

"Of course, these things are given to you, and I will leave them to you to dispose of."

Su Qier looked at the large pile of cakes left, and set aside some more, "Then give some more to Mr. Zhang next door. I heard from my son that Mr. Zhang next door often helps you. .”

The corners of Lin Yu's mouth twitched a little when he heard it. When did he say that, but sometimes Zhang Lao is really enthusiastic, too enthusiastic, and I don't know if it's a waste of help or something. Lin Yu is both funny and helpless .

In particular, there is one point that cannot be corrected no matter how he explains it, that is, no matter how he explains it, Father Zhang still thinks he is a god in the sky. That's what I thought too, I heard from Father Zhang that there are still people who want to put red eggs at the door as offerings.

If Father Zhang hadn't stopped him, saying that the gods were doing a cleansing practice and couldn't disturb him, I'm afraid when he came back, there would be red eggs and incense candles at the door.