[Lu Xiaofeng] Hidden Forest of Flowers and Leaves

The big man was amazed at the child's courage.He looked up and down Huamanlou, and found that his legs were hanging limply, his hands were shaking constantly, and one eye was already blind.That's really not all the eyes of a child like that!

The big man felt a little suspicious.When things go wrong, there must be demons. When walking in the rivers and lakes, the people you should avoid messing with are monks, priests, women and children, let alone a child with a disability!The killing intent suddenly rose in the big man's heart, and it is the best way to kill it before the trouble comes.He stretched out his arm and was about to swing Huamanlou out, but Du Le hugged his arm. Du Le begged: "Master, that is a piece of cake that he has been asking for for a long time on the street. I’m not willing to eat it, I gave it to the poor kid because of his pity, so please forgive him!”

The big man grabbed Du Le with one hand, said: "Get out!" and threw Du Le out.The force was so great that Du Le was about to hit the wall, but was lightly blocked by something and fell to the ground.

But the fall was not light, his mouth was covered with blood, and he couldn't get up for a while.

No one saw that it was a hand that gently pulled him just now.

The hand retracted silently into the crowd again.His companion looked ahead anxiously and wanted to rush out several times.But every time he was pulled back by another person, that person sighed and said helplessly: "Wait a little longer, the big fish hasn't come out yet."

"It's full of flowers!"

"Shh, be quiet!"

The big man grabbed Hua Manlou and said in disgust, "What are you looking at?" But no matter how much he threatened, the child remained unmoved.The big man couldn't help it, he walked out quickly, and was about to throw him into the snow when he saw a companion hurried over and whispered to him: "Young Master wants to see him."

The big man was taken aback, and his momentum immediately weakened a lot.He asked with a bad face: "Why would you want to see such a little beggar?"

The companion said: "How do we know what the young master is thinking? Don't talk about it, let's get him in the car and send him there."

Even the strength of the big man holding the child was much smaller.Seeing Huamanlou being strangled so hard to breathe, he had no choice but to carry Huamanlou on his shoulders.The two quickly walked out of the ruined temple.After a while, the temple returned to the previous scene, as if what happened just now hadn't happened at all.

It was already bright outside.The big man threw Hua Manlou into a carriage tied to the door, and the two jumped into the carriage and drove the horse into the city.

Du Le got up, wiped the corners of his mouth and followed the carriage.Although he was paid by the young master, he had never seen the young master.To him, this young man who never showed his face was even a little "scary".He didn't know why the young master wanted to see Hua Manlou, he just felt that it was very worrying.

Behind him, several people followed quietly.They came out of the ruined temple, one of them whistled, and a huge black dog jumped out from behind the house.

The heavy snow that had been falling for a whole day and night had stopped.The carriage entered the city much faster.Before dawn, a group of people had already started working on the street.They wore cold clothes and used various tools to clear snow from the road.

A man was sweeping the snow with a broom tied with dead bamboo. A big man came driving a carriage, and he whipped the man's back with a whip: "Get out!"

The man let out a cry of pain and quickly crawled away.

The big man's companion smiled and said: "On the first day of the new year, you are so angry! Be careful, you know, and you may be punished anyway."

The big man kept silent with a cold face.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of a courtyard gate.The big man got back into the car and got out of the car with Huaman in his arms, and knocked on the courtyard door.There are many flowers and fruit trees planted in the yard, and the protruding branches are all covered with heavy snow, and nothing can be seen.

A pretty girl opened the door and said coldly to the big man, "Come in."

The big man carried Huamanlou into the yard, and he didn't look arrogant outside at this time, he smiled at the girl: "Miss, happy new year! How is your son today?"

The girl glared at him: "Stop talking!" The big man was so bored that he didn't say anything.

The girl led the big man into a room.The room is full of fragrance and very warm.Another girl took Huamanlou and said to the big man, "Wait outside."

In the middle stood a tub, filled with hot water and sprinkled with flower petals.The big man was outside, only through the white gauze screen, he could vaguely see several girls undressing Hua Manlou and putting him into the barrel.After washing for a stick of incense, I changed the bucket of water and continued washing.The big man thought in his heart, no matter how hard he was washed, a little beggar is still a little beggar, how can he be washed into a fairy boy?

After changing the water three times, the girls finally finished their work and helped Hua Manlou get dressed.The house was fragrant and warm. The big man was drowsy, but he was suddenly woken up by someone.A young girl in Tsing Yi frowned in disgust, and said: "The man has come out, you should bring him to see the young master."

The big man cheered up and looked inside, only to see a little boy carved in pink and jade walking out surrounded by a group of young girls.The little boy with pink lips and a faint smile on his face thanked the girls who helped him bathe and change clothes.This group of girls who usually have their eyes above their heads actually covered their lips with their sleeves, pretending to be charming and cute, winking at each other, and they were overjoyed.

The big man opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe that a beggar went in and a fairy boy came out!What the hell was in the bath water?

The girl poked him with her fingertips: "What are you still doing?" The big man quickly responded, and walked out of the room with Hua Manlou.For a moment, he didn't know how to face Huamanlou, so he walked ahead with a blank expression.

Hua Manlou followed him while looking at the scenery in the garden.Now everything is back to normal except that the internal strength has not recovered.For the first time, he was so surprised that he had a healthy body.

Although this courtyard is not as large as the Huafu, it can be seen that the owner is a very interesting person.As soon as the sun shines, the eucalyptus trees and Qiongzhi, set off by the red lights and vermilion households, make you feel like a fairyland on earth.

The big man stopped in front of a courtyard, and there were already people waiting there, making Hua Manlou walk into another courtyard.

In the open hall, a young gentleman dressed in brocade was facing the chess board, holding the chess pieces with his white and slender fingers, and tapping them lightly.

"Young Master, Playboy is here." The servant said.

Hearing the news, the man raised his head and said with a slight smile, "Master Seven has worked hard all the way."

His appearance is very similar to Liang Luoan, but this young man is more gorgeous.He was wearing fox fur and a golden crown, and he didn't have Liang Luoan's slender and nervous temperament.

The young master ordered someone to show Huamanlou a seat.After Hua Manlou sat down, he looked at Young Master and said, "Your Excellency knows my name, but I don't know yours?"

The young master said: "I'm next to Liang Jing'an, Liang Luo'an is my cousin."

Hua Manlou let out an "oh" and asked innocently, "I don't know what Brother Liang is looking for me for?"

Liang Jing'an smiled, and put the chess pieces back into the chess box: "Anyway, I don't have any malicious intentions. If I offend my servants in any way, I will accompany them."

Hua Manlou: "Elder brother and younger brother, even the words they say are the same."

"Luo An's legs were bad since he was born, so his temper is naturally extreme. I asked him to invite the seventh son, but I didn't say that he invited him in this way."

Hua Manlou nodded: "I understand what brother Liang means. Brother Liang just wants to see me."

Liang Jing'an raised his hands behind his back and nodded, "Did the seventh son see a lot of beggars when he traveled all the way?"

Hua Manlou said: "It is said that it was caused by the famine in the north."

Liang Jingan said: "Exactly. The harvest was poor last autumn, and the winter was surprisingly cold. Coupled with the inaction of the government and the tyranny of the gentry, many people could not survive on their own land and had to go to other places. Their dreams The southern part of the Yangtze River is full of fertile soil and stretches of fertile fields. Even if the land has been harvested, you can still pick up a large handful of rice ears. They have gone through untold hardships to come to the southern part of the Yangtze River, but found that this place is not a dream at all. look."

Liang Jingan lowered his head, and a cold, mocking light flashed in his eyes: "Jiangnan also has government offices and country gentry. Every piece of land has an owner, and the owner raises vicious dogs. These people with dreams are not allowed to get close. Seventh son, if you It’s these people, what do you think?”

Hua Manlou didn't answer.

Liang Jing'an said, "If I were them, I would definitely be angry. I would like to rise up. Then the poor will become rich, and the rich will become poor! There is a poem by Du Gongbu, 'The wine and meat of Zhumen stinks, and the road is frozen to death' , isn’t that exactly what you’re talking about?”

Hua Manlou said: "Maybe they just want a bite to eat and a house, and they don't necessarily want to rebel."

Liang Jing'an sneered and said, "That's really my son's idea. Being born in the south of the Yangtze River and in a poor country is inherently an unfair fate. So what's wrong with people there asking for a fairer fate?"

Hua Manlou said, "What does Brother Liang want to do?"

Liang Jing'an said: "Once there are people who rebel, the world will surely fall into the flames of war. When the time comes, the people will suffer, and it will be the people who will suffer. This is what gentlemen do not want to see. So, I called them together, Pay them and let them work."

Huamanlou thought of the snow sweeper he saw on the road.What Liang Jing'an said is a good way.

However, this approach also means that a lot of money is needed.

As for Liang Jing'an and his wealth, can he afford the money?

Sure enough, Liang Jing'an said: "But Mr. Liang is not talented, and I can't accomplish this task with my own strength. That's why I want to meet the Seventh Young Master and use the strength of the Seventh Young Master to complete this matter."

Hua Manlou said: "Me?"

Liang Jing'an beckoned, and two maidservants in Tsing Yi came up to clean up the chess game.Liang Jingan held a chess piece in his hands and said, "Seventh Young Master, have you ever heard of Shen Lang Shen Daxia?"

Hua Manlou already understood Liang Jingan's purpose.He said: "I am young, and I have only heard a little about the heroic deeds of my predecessors, but I don't know much about it."

Liang Jing'an's son fell into Tianyuan: "In the past, Shen Daxia died early and the world was in turmoil. The young Shen Lang lost his family wealth and saved the world." Liang Jing'an said: "Such a hero, isn't it truly admirable?"

Hua Manlou said: "Brother Liang, when the teacher taught me to study, he once read, 'Heaven has permanence, it does not survive for Yao, and does not perish for Jie'. There will be famine in the north, and there will be famine in the south of the Yangtze River. Although the people affected by the disaster are very pitiful, Everyone needs a lot of help. But I’m a child, so I don’t understand why brother Liang wants to do good deeds and be generous to others?”

Liang Jingan's eyes turned cold.Hua Manlou's words touched his sore spot, and the chess pieces in his hand were shattered into powder, scattered like white snow.

"If the seventh son is still a child, how many people in the world are smarter, more benevolent, and richer than you?" Liang Jing'an said with a smile.

It's just that his smile is cold, cold.

The author has something to say: The theme of this story is hatred of the rich == but it is almost finished!