Clam Pearl

Maybe it was in a dream. The mule cart that Gu Zhao and the others rode out of the well-shaped alley, entered the side street, turned left and right, and came to a very lively market. At that time, Gu Zhao had heard countless bells.

The bells in the hands of the bell doctor, the bells under the necks of the animals, the bells on the wrists of Qu Niang in the teahouse, the bells on the underside of the Taiping carriage, maybe, you know they are here, yes, you always knew, always Yes, a long, long time ago, they were alive here, like scenes of old black and white movies, in the film with abnormal speed, they came and went, went and came, silently Yes, the blurry one is in the next wall.

Then, when you finally got here, Gu Zhao pulled the curtain of the car suddenly and shouted: "Stop!" The groom stopped the car and looked at the master in surprise. Gu Zhao jumped out of the car without waiting for help, staring The big flower archway at the gate of Fangshi in front of you.

His eyes were blurry, the archway was black and white at first, and then, a bell rang in his ear, one, jingle...two, jingle...three, jingle...the sound came together and changed. Formed into a huge force, instantly swept away the blurred film in front of him.

Suddenly, this life became new, fresh, fresh...

Like a pot of clear water poured out, all the black and white are washed away, and the layers of color are like a hundred flowers blooming along this ancient street in an instant.

The fast-moving ancient man slowed down and walked up to him with his donkey. His dark brown cheeks were covered with wrinkles. He opened his mouth to smile, with a mouthful of yellow teeth and a simple begging sound. road:

"Brother Xiaolang, can I have a bowl of wine?"

Gu Zhao suddenly smelled sweat and the smell of donkey dung from the black donkey behind the old man. He choked heavily and sneezed violently.

"Seventh Uncle! Seventh Uncle... We didn't come here, come up!" Gu Maochang lifted the curtain in the car and called him.

Gu Zhao turned his head and grinned at him: "It should be here." He nodded firmly, then turned back to Gu Maochang and said, "Let's go here, I've wanted to come a long time ago, I've always wanted to come, if you want to go there, You go."

Gu Maochang rolled his eyes to the sky, and jumped down without waiting for his feet to step on. On the car behind him, Xiao Numen lifted up the pieces and jumped out of the car, and trotted over in a group. Gu Zhao couldn't hold back his joy and wandered inside.

In the criss-crossing, there are all kinds of faces back and forth, some with blank faces, some with smiles, some with guessing faces, and some with tender feelings...

"Fresh fruit! Hey yo... Fresh fruit hey yo."

"Yinzi...well, it's a heat-reducing drink, a heat-reducing drink..."

"Ordinary, sweet, erroneous, sour and sour, Wu Niangzi's creamy candy... Hey!"

"Bozi noodles, eat it! Hey! Eat it!"

"Sawing wood... sawing..."

Gu Zhao walks briskly with a historical pace that only he can come out of. His eyes, ears, and nose are full of blessings, and the huge sense of satisfaction nourishes every sense in his body. He doesn't care about it at all. Behind him, the little nephew looked at him with contempt like that of a countryman.

His nasal cavity is so sore, who can understand the feeling in his heart? From this point of view, who can have such great blessings in this world and future generations?I am used to seeing the iron and stone dung forest and the endless traffic, who is lucky enough to come here... Walking on the same street with these ancient people who can breathe, sing and sell, and communicate with him in a real way.

Gu Zhao stopped at the door of a wine shop, looking at the handsome girl who bought wine. She was wearing a short red flower shirt, her waist was framed by a large corset with rusty patterns, and she was dragging a long skirt. She has two breasts and a deep moat, and she has no expensive jewelry, but she wears a set of fine flower hairpins made of silver, and combs her hair in a very dexterous style.

Seeing Gu Zhao staring at her obsessively, the girl smiled, rolled her eyes at him, and opened a little cherry to tease him: "Xiao, Langer, do you want to drink my rice wine?"

Oh, this is molesting, Gu Zhao is still stupid, looking at the young lady, she took a silver spoon and opened the red cloth cover on the old urn, and gave him a bucket of wine, probably seeing that Gu Zhao didn't have a wine vessel, Then he took a beautiful little wine gourd with him.

Gu Zhao foolishly took the gourd, took the stopper and lowered his head to smell it, blinking his eyes, looking very innocent, the wine lady covered her mouth and laughed for a while, on the cloth papa between her fingers, there were two big flowers embroidered on it. Peony.

Xizai felt that the little master's appearance was really embarrassing, so he hurried up to buy some copper coins, the wine lady loved Gu Zhao, and only wanted ten big coins for a bucket of wine, but the gourd was given to him.

Holding a wine gourd, Gu Zhao wandered around while drinking the cheapest rice wine. Everything he saw was extremely fresh, such as the pipes hanging upside down at the entrance of the tobacco pouch shop, and the dozens of big wolf fur guises fluttering in the wind at the entrance of the fur shop. Walking around under the wolf-skin jacket, after drinking a sip of wine, I was already drunk.

"Poor little uncle, what kind of life did you live in the Southland? When you saw so many people in Shangjing, you were already frightened." Gu Maochang sympathized with his uncle, but unfortunately, how could he understand Gu Zhao? What a joyous feeling.

After a while, he entered the square area where artists gathered, and before he got close, applause was heard from afar. Gu Zhao didn't take care of the people behind him at all, and hurried forward with the wine gourd. Arriving at one, it was a very tall and large swing wrapped in circles of red silk and satin. Someone was playing tricks on the swing, and the people on the lower and outer third floors of the swing hugged and cheered.

"What a young man... ok... play one, play another...!"

Under the swing, some people cheered, some clapped their hands, and they could see a young man in a red gold flower show spring jacket, standing on his head, spinning, or standing on one foot on the high swing, As they came and went, the cheers and applause that shook the sky, and the excited crowd continued to sacrifice, resounding through the city.

"Flying Swallow, don't you dare to turn around!" On the window on the second floor of the tea house on one side, a young man in brocade clothes was sitting across the window. He was still combing his phoenix tail. The brocade belt on his head was more colorful than Gu Maochang's. The powder on the small face is whiter than Gu Maochang's, and the phoenix tail is even more crooked than Gu Maochang's comb. He is sitting obliquely, with one foot on the window sill, one foot dangling casually, and his mouth is crooked. The crooked jumping word teases the little man on the swing.

The little man on the swing said loudly: "I'm afraid you will come! How much will you fight?"

"Ten strings!"

"No fight!"

"Twenty!

"Fight!"

"Wow!!!!!!" The crowd applauded.

The little man in red put all his strength into swinging the swing higher and higher, and the more dangerous he was, he had no protection around him, and in the end the swing went out of the [-] degrees of the big circle, and there was no one under the swing at this moment. People cheered, people were so frightened that they were dumbfounded, their voices were held in their throats, and they were afraid that a noise would disturb the young gentleman.

After Mr. Xiao Lang swung the big circle seven or eight times, he suddenly took advantage of the momentum to leave the swing, and twirled in the air with his legs hugged. When his body left the swing, he spun and fell straight from the air. At this moment, Fang Someone let out a small exclamation, and when the little man spun around four times quickly, his body opened up, and coincidentally fluttered on the swing board that was swinging under his feet, and the sky above the square suddenly exploded, cheers The sound was almost hoarse.

Fistfuls of bright and big money were thrown from all directions, a burst of golden waves appeared in the air, and a crisp sound fell from the ground...

Gu Zhao blinked, and the house sighed in his heart. This is, high-altitude acrobatics. He has seen better ones, but that one has a safety lock. This kid should not learn it, and imitation is not allowed!

"Flying Swallow! You're grabbing the business of the flag and blocking people's jobs, so unrighteous!" Gu Maochang laughed and cursed loudly while standing outside the crowd.

The young man on the swing steadied himself on the swing and slowly swung down. He turned his face and saw Gu Maochang, and smiled.

This young man has a good appearance, with delicate features and starry eyes, but his mouth is slightly wider. He smiled and showed his big white teeth. He shouted: "Oh, it's Shiro! Why are you willing to come out? I haven't seen you for a few days." Go to Lianhu, brother misses you so much."

After all, he flipped off the swing and stepped on the copper coins all over the floor. He waved to the class leader who was beating the gongs and drums and fluttering the flag: "You are rewarded."

The leader of the group was overjoyed, clasped his fists and sang a big fat song, praising and thanking him again and again.

The crowd parted to let the brocade-clothed young man come out. The young man's mouth was dry, and he pulled a pear seller over, took a pear from the basket, wiped it on the brocade clothes, and bit it with a single bite. Going down, with pears bulging in his mouth, he shouted to the teahouse: "Xiahou, interest money, here you are!"

The young man upstairs snorted, and threw down a bag, and the brocade-clothed young man raised one hand high, and took the bag.This bag was not light, it was full of copper coins, but he picked it up like nothing, biting the pears, put his hand into the bag and took out the money, and put it in the little girl's pear basket.

After giving the money, he took the pear out of his mouth with one hand, sniffed and said to the little girl with a smile, "Make a good hairpin for Niuzi, and make it a dowry in the future, and marry a good husband."

The little girl blushed, she turned around and ran with her basket in her arms, she was a low-class commoner, she didn't have a pair of shoes on her feet, only a straw sole tied to her feet with a rope. When others saw her blushing face, they were also afraid that others would steal her usual money.

"You have so much money with her, and you are not afraid that someone will steal it from her. If that is the case, it will not harm her." Gu Maochang laughed and scolded.

"Who would dare to snatch the money rewarded by Mr. Hou Bailang, but you are the one who is willing to come to Xifangzi. You dislike the stinky place here?" Looking at it, he actually has a good appearance with red lips and white teeth.

Gu Maochang sighed slightly: "You don't know, forget it... I will introduce someone to you. When you meet, you have to press a little, and don't mess around. That is the elder of a certain person."

He started a chapter, huh?What about my little uncle?In a blink of an eye, why did it disappear?There is a mixed crowd in this West Market, so don't be abducted by someone. Immediately, Gu Maochang broke out in sweat. He probably subconsciously regarded his little uncle as a bumpkin, and he was too young.

"Uncle Seven! Uncle Seven!!!" Gu Maochang yelled twice.

The young man in brocade clothes and his friend looked at each other in surprise.

Mr. Yu Geng helplessly pulled down Gu Maochang's sleeve, and pointed to the ground on one side.

When Gu Maochang saw it, he was really distressed, and suddenly he touched his forehead and sighed lightly, feeling helpless to the extreme.

His little uncle was squatting on the ground, watching an old man from the countryside making up beasts.

A few green reed leaves will turn into a vivid fish for a while, a puppy for a while, and a crane for a while. Those two black hands covered with thick calluses are as flexible as magic hands. The old man can create a lifelike animal just by looking at it.

Gu Maochang walked over, not daring to blame, he could only sigh, wanted to squat down, but couldn't, so he could only support his knees and coax him: "Uncle Qi, this is for coaxing children to play."

Gu Zhao raised his eyes to look at him, only smiled gently, without explaining, but bought more than a dozen kinds at random, and took a lot of money to the old man, who thanked him repeatedly.

"Let me introduce to you, this is me...uh, Uncle Seven, my father's younger brother, the youngest brother." Gu Maochang said helplessly to his friend.

The two teenagers were shocked at first, seeing Gu Zhaochang's beauty, they also liked it, it was rare to see him dressed up like a fairy like Liu Qingqing. The uncles were suddenly embarrassed, and they quickly tidied up each other, brushed off the dust on their bodies, rolled up their sleeves, bowed seriously, and said, "Hello, Seventh Uncle."

"Uncle Qi, this is my good friend. This is Houbai. He has a nickname Feiyanzi. This is Xia Houyu. Their father and grandfather are also old brothers. The three of us are family friends."

Two of Gu Maochang's good friends, Hou Bai's family has a third-class nobleman, and his father is Hou Huanhai, the left servant of the Ministry of punishment. Artists hang out.Xia Houyu, he is the Minister of Rites, the youngest son of Xia Houyi, he is the best at playing, he can play drums, polo, and water games, and he knows everything about playing.

Gu Zhao also liked them, so he offered a little support: "Mo Duoli, oh, how good this is."

Look at the ancient teenagers looking at him eagerly, Gu Zhao gave the little rabbit and puppy in his hand to Xizai behind him, and took out two purses from his sleeve. The coconut candy that came, now Gu Zhao doesn’t give jade. His seniority is too high. Anyone who sees him is a generation below. Back, so, instead of giving jade, he gave rare Nandi jelly beans instead. Anyway, no one dared to speak of him, and he himself didn't feel ashamed.

"Eat candy!" Gu Zhao handed out a purse to each of them.

Houbai and Xia Houyu took the purse and thanked them very earnestly. They were not lacking in courtesy, but when they heard about eating candy, they opened the bag and saw a bag of jelly beans. They couldn't help but laugh. This little uncle is really interesting. Look His complexion looks really supple, but his speech is old-fashioned.

After a few simple greetings, the four villains from the capital went to the street, and the young servants from the three families got together and pretended to be arrogant. From time to time, behaviors such as pulling pedestrians and dragging stalls appeared, which was even more domineering than the urban management of later generations.The strange thing is that no one hates them. People in Xifang are very familiar with the three of them. People naturally give in and no one complains. This is the social class and the rights of the nobility.

Occasionally, poppis on the street saw them and greeted them loudly. They all stood on the side of the road and greeted them. Gu Si and the others also smiled and nodded.

After strolling with the enthusiastic Gu Zhao for a while, they entered a restaurant, asked for a private room, and ordered spring lotus root pancakes, wrapped pear meat, three crispy soup, fish fillets, moistened chicken, four season fruits and four colors, There was a table full of cured chicken and duck, Gu Zhao was invited to take a seat, and he politely accompanied him below.

Gu Zhao didn't thank him for his seat, there was no other way, since he was older, he should sit in the upper seat.

A few people were polite, took the tableware, and had just eaten two mouthfuls, but someone was talking loudly in one side of the room, listening to the sound, there could be more than a dozen people gathered in one place, probably full of wine and food, talking loudly to digest food.

"It's that group of scholars again, our brothers have ruined their good meal!" Xia Houyu sighed very depressed.

"Old man, don't allow us to entangle with these scholars, don't you hear me!" Hou Bai dissuaded.

After persuading him, he was still worried, and he turned around and told Gu Maochang: "Since I came out with my little uncle, don't cause trouble today. Last time, because you beat these scholars, I went home and got twenty boards and knelt down at the family temple all night. It was only released half a month ago, so don't harm me now, even if these sour sticks spit out the vat of vinegar, you can bear it."

"You still need to say, little uncle lacks a piece of oily skin, and my father will cut me alive." Gu Maochang sighed, restrained his temper, stopped talking, just endured silently, and the discussion over there was bursting. A burst of undisguised incoming ears.

"The people are unhappy and run away, but the Holy One still favors those gangsters. Now that the war is over, they should restrain themselves." A scholar criticized unceremoniously, with a loud and loud voice. Gu Maochang was trembling with anger, and never again Can't eat anymore.

Gu Zhao clicked his mouth, and gave his nephew a wax chicken butt: "Eat this, it's the best, with thick meat."

Hou Bai secretly laughed, bowed his head and drank the soup, but he didn't want to. Someone in the room on one side threw a cup and cursed: "Soldiers can order chaos. Although it is useful for the country, if it is not controlled properly, it will become a serious disaster. Now the barracks in the suburbs of Beijing have become The disadvantages are that there are many soldiers who refuse to obey discipline, and they enter the countryside to disturb the people.

Today, the sky is peaceful, these reckless people should return to the power, and they should be disarmed and returned to the fields.You may have heard that at the court today, first there was Li Mangfu, the right army soldier, who yelled and scolded, and then there was Gu Yan, the Duke of Pingzhou County, who offered a stack of white cakes in his sleeves to Master Cao and went!Poor Mr. Cao, who was a famous Confucian for a generation and had thousands of students, is now being bullied by this reckless man. Really!hateful!Annoyed! "

Gu Zhao was also a little angry. Although he was here, Gu Maochang naturally didn't dare to curse or beat him. He would have punched him long ago. Just like that, the child was already trembling with anger.

In fact, what the scholars said is indeed correct. Since the first emperor rebelled against the previous dynasty, Daliang has been in war for 40 years. Now it is time to nourish and moisten the people.In the past, because of the use of troops, many generals in the hall had favorite ministers, but now, it is really time for them to disarm and return to the fields. Disarmament should be done, but, being humiliated at will by these scholars, commenting, generals It can be seen that today's attitude is to acquiesce that such a trend prevails, not to mention Gu Maochang, Gu Zhao doesn't like to hear it either.

His surname is Gu, he is the daughter of the old Gu family, the person who loves him the most in the world is surnamed Gu!

The old man in his family is a military general. He grew up eating the food that the general bought in exchange for blood. The old man has eight brothers. Only the old man died on the kang, and the others died on the battlefield. His grandpa Bi Cheng also went to the hospital. The battlefield, before, often told him the stories of these generals of the Gu family. This is the family education of the generals' family, to die for the country, for the people, and for their own king.

Now, there is no more fighting, the king turned his face first, and now, the people also began to turn his face. When he came all the way from Pingzhou, Gu Zhao didn’t know how much he heard about such public opinions. He had seen countless Once, the old brother sighed at the moon, and the next day, he looked like he didn't care about anything. People's hearts are full of flesh. How can Gu Zhao not feel sorry for the old brother who treats him well? The most important thing is, He is Gu Jiazi.

Gu Zhao has the thinking of modern people. Whether it is a martial artist or a scribe, each profession has its own place. Regarding power, the most basic interpretation is whether this person holds powerful military power and engages in military affairs. I don't understand what's going on in the heads of these literati?

After listening for a while, there was no way to listen anymore, Gu Zhao threw away the food utensils, and smiled at the three juniors: "Don't eat, let's go."