Mrs. Rebirth

In the afternoon, Zuo Shaoqing was lazily leaning on the soft couch in front of the window, holding a book in his hand, looking at the withered leaves outside the window.

"Master, are you listening?" Luo Xiaoliu talked for a long time and saw that he didn't move, feeling powerless.

Zuo Shaoqing's posture remained unchanged, but he said two words softly: "Continue."

Luo Xiaoliu plucked his long hair twice, and continued: "The servant has bought a few bad-mouthed women in the house according to your order, and learned that Zizhu's mother didn't intend to make a big fuss, after all, her daughter died. It's disgraceful, and the whole family will not look good when they grow up."

"Zizhu was broken before she died. There is no doubt about it. Her mother must also want to earn a name for her. The servant encouraged them to talk about it. There must be a result soon."

"En." Zuo Shaoqing pulled up the thick blanket on his chest, and said with a tired expression, "Remember to take off yourself."

"The servant knows."

After an unknown amount of time, it began to rain lightly outside the window, and gusts of cold wind poured in, quickly dissipating the heat in the room.

Liu Ma came in to add charcoal twice, and found out for Zuo Shaoqing a thick fur robe worn during the Chinese New Year last year, and put it on the blanket.

"Fortunately, my aunt made this thick quilt for my grandfather privately last year, otherwise this winter would be difficult."

Zuo Shaoqing stretched out his hand to stroke the embroidery on the robe, his heart gradually drifted away, Aunt Ruan had only been there for two months, but he hadn't seen her for seven or eight years, he only vaguely remembered that she was a very gentle woman , will secretly stuff him with delicious food, and secretly cut his clothes.

Thinking about it, Zuo Shaoqing's hatred swelled again, he closed his eyes, and softly called out: "Little six!"

"Yes..." Luo Xiaoliu drooped his head, what he was most afraid of now was the call from the third master, there must be nothing good!

"You go to Madam's and tell me that the provincial examination is coming soon, and I want to go to the academy to ask my master a few questions."

"Master... Madam is in a fit of anger, and this slave dare not touch this bad luck."

"What are you afraid of? She won't eat you raw!" Zuo Shaoqing turned around and gave him a look, threw the book in his hand into his arms, and urged, "Go!"

Luo Xiaoliu's protest was ineffective, so he had to walk to Wuheng Court in fear.

Mrs. Xue is reprimanding the eldest daughter-in-law in the room, telling her that she can't even take care of a small yard, and even let people run away in the middle of the night, embarrassing the uncle, how can I trust her in the future with such a big family ?

"Suppress me even if you're angry! Do you think this is your He family? You can't do a little thing well!...Which man doesn't have a little problem? Your husband didn't go out to fool around, and he didn't smell good, so he went to the room. Lila, you should be thankful, how has he treated you badly all these years?"

He's eyes were red and swollen, and his head almost fell to his chest. Despite his mother-in-law's reprimand, he did not dare to refute, but the pain in his heart accumulated bit by bit.

When she first married into Zuo's family, she was really happy. Her husband is handsome and talented. He is a well-known talent. Besides, there was a grand tutor in her ancestors. Many people envied her for marrying a good family.

But the good times didn't last long, and her dream was shattered bit by bit. The mother-in-law thought her family was too low, and never showed good looks.

Everyone thought that she had climbed to the Zuo Mansion, so they didn't know the pain in her heart.

"Ma'am, the little six is ​​here." Mrs. Zhu opened the curtain and came in, saluted the two of them, and secretly cast a sympathetic look at Mrs. He.

"What is he here for? Isn't it time yet?"

"It is said that the third master sent him here."

"Hmph, what do you want to do if you don't take good care of his injury? Go and call him in, I want to see what kind of tricks that bastard is going to play this time."

Luo Xiaoliu walked in with trembling legs, kept his head down, quickly conveyed the words of the third master, and then stood quietly.

"He's going to the academy?" Mrs. Xue suddenly turned up the volume, and shouted in a strange way: "Is it true that he can go to heaven after studying for a few days? At this age, he wants to pass the provincial examination. His ambition is really high." .”

Everyone in the room knew that Mrs. Xue was taking advantage of the problem, but no one knew that the uncle had been unable to go to Beijing for the exam for many years.

"Go back and tell him that he can go wherever he likes, but he should remember that if he dies outside, don't rely on our mother and son!"

Luo Xiaoliu frowned secretly, really couldn't figure out why Mrs. Xue was so hostile to the third master, but this was out of his control, so he saluted and left.

The cold wind was blowing outside, Zuo Shaoqing wanted to go up the mountain to have a look, he was worried that the small thatched hut would leak, even if it didn't leak, it wouldn't be able to block the wind, in case Lu Zheng's wounds were not healed and he would suffer from the wind and cold again , that would be troublesome.

As soon as Luo Xiaoliu entered the house, Zuo Shaoqing couldn't wait to put his shoulders on his shoulders and walk out. When there was no one there, he walked like flying, and when there were people, he walked three steps weakly and took a breath. Luo Xiaoliu's eyes twitched.

Arriving at the market in this way, Zuo Shaoqing bought warm clothes, gloves and charcoal from one store to another, and bought some hot food along the way, then took Luo Xiaoliu into the back door of Qinglu Academy.

Zuo Shaoqing took Luo Xiaoliu to a hidden tree and asked, "Are there many homeless people living in the ruined temple in the south of the town?"

Luo Xiaoliu nodded, looking at his master suspiciously.

Zuo Shaoqing threw a few pieces of silver to him, "Take this money, and within three days, find someone who doesn't look good and make a good relationship with them."

"Master, do you want to use them? Those people are all starving ghosts, and if they have milk, they are mothers. I am afraid that they will not accomplish anything well enough to fail."

"It's not to let them kill and set fire, but just in case of emergency."

Luo Xiaoliu secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, took Yin Zi, turned around and left the academy through another side door.

Zuo Shaoqing carried his things to the back mountain. When he climbed to the mountainside, the fur robe on his body was already wet, the tail of his hair was dripping with water, and even his underwear was sweaty from running. , Goosebumps all over my body.

Pushing open the door, Zuo Shaoqing clearly felt that the temperature inside the house was no different from that outside, so he immediately ran to the charcoal basin to take a look, and sure enough there was no spark at all.

"Didn't it tell you to worry about adding charcoal to the basin?" Zuo Shaoqing was furious, and he yelled at the man who was healing his wounds without hesitation.

Lu Zheng finished his work and opened his eyes, the dark eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold, which was extraordinarily bright.

"No problem!"

"How can it be all right? What if you catch a cold and have a fever?"

Lu Zheng looked curiously at Zuo Shaoqing's appearance of offending eighteen generations of his ancestors, and didn't understand why this scholar suddenly didn't care about his image.

"not cold!"

Zuo Shaoqing ignited the charcoal pot again, and put his frozen hands on it to bake. It took a long time to realize that Lu Zheng was not from the south, but a soldier who had spent a good New Year in the icy and snowy northern Xinjiang, probably in Youxi town. Winter is warmer to him than spring.

He suddenly felt that his previous worries were silly, and curled his lips in a bad mood: "I don't know what you grew up eating, how can you resist the cold like this?"

I still remember that during those few years in the capital, winter was the hardest time for him. He could only hide in the house wrapped in a thick quilt every day, and it was too cold to open a window.

Lu Zheng stared seriously at his face that was flushed from climbing the mountain, and was a little surprised to find that this young man's appearance was more refined during the day than at night, giving people a very unsteady feeling.

Zuo Shaoqing lit up the charcoal basin, waited for some warmth on his body before handing over the bought food to Lu Zheng, who also returned to his usual politeness, "Seeing that it's raining lately, I'm afraid that my brother will catch the cold , so I hurried to take a look."

Lu Zheng was noncommittal, and did not point out his duplicity. He took the food without saying a word, took a meat bun from the paper bag, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The image of him eating is not elegant, it can even be said to be unrestrained, but it does not make people feel very rude, Zuo Shaoqing thought, men who have been on the battlefield are different, compared with soft scholars, they are full of masculinity .

"This is made by the most famous meat bun Xi Shi in our town. It is said that when she was young, many people came to her door to propose marriage, but who would have thought that she would marry a butcher."

"That must be the butcher's excellence."

"No! He's big and thick, not gentle at all, and has a bad temper!" Zuo Shaoqing said about the butcher in the town, his nose wrinkled, and he finally looked like a 13-year-old boy.

Lu Zheng stared at him for a while, until Zuo Shaoqing looked uncomfortable, and then said: "A man with a bad temper hurts a woman."

"What's the point of this?"

"How many of those literati who claim to be gentle are not coquettish?" This is one of the reasons why Lu Zheng can't get used to scholars. They talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but they are actually doing men's robbers and women's prostitution.

Zuo Shaoqing immediately thought of Master Zuo, and nodded in agreement, "That's right, there is often only a thin line between being romantic and being dirty."

His attitude made Lu Zheng stunned for a moment, he thought that the young man in front of him would at least defend himself for the literati.

It seems that not all the descendants of the Zuo family are as pedantic as the Zuo Taifu, or it may be that the young man in front of him has not inherited the Zuo Taifu's upright character at all.