Whoever wins the crouching dragon wins the world

During the few days in Hongnong, I was as leisurely as a tourist, but Kong Ming was busy with affairs.According to him, he came here to buy food.

The terrain of Hongnong is low in the north and high in the south, and the landform is mainly mountainous and hilly, which is not suitable for growing grain.But it has a special geographical location, with Lixiang and Cheng'an in the south, and Hedong and Xiashang in the north, all of which are well-known large grain producers. Therefore, since ancient times, merchants have gathered and trade has flourished.It is said that the grain fair held by the Hongnong Chamber of Commerce is a grand event every year. At that time, the lights of the Hongnong Water Transport Wharf are on all night, and there is an endless stream of boats filled with rice. The head of the city is connected to the end of the city.

The latest season of summer rice will be harvested in half a month. The impatient grain sellers have already started to pack their bags and prepare to go to the surrounding counties to collect grain.Therefore, although Hongnong under the scorching sun is a little deserted at this time, the grain merchants from all walks of life are secretly competing, and it is the time when they are about to move.

Kong Ming threw away his tea vendor's outfit, walked into a clothing store and transformed himself, and came out already a well-established grain merchant.

I was quite confused: "Aren't you planning to use the money from selling tea to buy military rations? Hongnong is so far away from Xiangyang, not to mention that it is very easy to encounter robbers on the road, even if it is transported back safely, the travel expenses are not expensive Great deal... Xiangyang's food price is not much higher than that of Hongnong, so why bother to choose far away?"

No matter how lax Hongnong's management is, it is still Cao Cao's territory. Those gates and checkpoints are not completely for decoration, and the large-scale smuggling of grain and grass will inevitably lead to interrogation.Even if Kong Ming was able to hide it, the amount of tributes and sacrifices lost in the process is by no means small.

No matter how you calculate it, it feels like you will lose money.

Kong Ming shook his feather fan, and put on a classic advanced pose that people hate and dogs hate, as if he looked down on my IQ.

snort!Forget it, I hooked up with Feng Cha and went shopping, out of sight and out of mind.

Serving tea Weiwei: "Princess, why don't you go? It's been a long time, and I really don't remember the streets and alleys I used to live in."

I didn't believe it: "You forgot in just a few years? Now I'm a princess, if you dare to lie to me, be careful I'll beat you!"

Fengcha is the son of Zhuge's family. His father was originally Zhugegui's capable long-term follower, and his mother was the wet nurse of Kong Ming's eldest sister, Zhuge Ning. The accompanying room settled in Xiangyang, and it was rare to see him serving tea with his second son.It is said that when Fengcha first came to Kong Ming as a book boy, he was less than five years old, and he couldn't even take care of himself. In the middle of the night, he had a nightmare and cried, and Kong Ming had to get up to wake him up.In the past, Pingmo always made fun of Fengcha with this childhood incident, saying that his father arranged him to serve Kong Ming because he "helped him find another half-capable father". .

I took Feng Chaguai out because he had experienced ten years of wandering in Zhuge's family.If I want to explore the footsteps of Kong Ming, I am the only one around me who I can ask.

Beilin Street, where Kong Ming lived in his early years, was not too far away from the downtown area, but the alleys nearby were very winding and narrow. I followed the tea service and took several turns, but I still couldn’t find the one that was said to be carved with painted railings. House.

"It was originally the property of the Zhao family in Langya. Zhao Yu, the head of his family, had an old relationship with Mr. Zhuge's uncle, so he lent this house to Zhuge's family." Feng Cha patiently explained the reasons, but still persuaded me to go back, "Princess, People and snakes are mixed there, blind people come and go, it is really not suitable for noble girls to set foot here."

I know what he's worried about—Beilin area is a well-known prostitution cave, there are many Chu halls, dark prostitutes haunt, and the picturesque silhouettes that appear on the windows from time to time are most likely hiding in the well-raised warblers. Peeping secretly behind the window, waiting for a price full of thoughts.

Zhao Yu used to be the prefect of Guangling County. It is said that he is upright and has an excellent official reputation, but he bought a property in this kind of place and lent it to a friend to live temporarily. It is quite interesting after thinking about it.

Feng Cha said with a blushing face: "The Zhao family is rich and has countless properties under their name. I think Mr. Zhao has never been to Hongnong in person, but just randomly pointed out an idle house to borrow, so..."

I don't care about this.Zuo Zuo just had nothing to do and wanted to see the place where Kong Ming lived for nearly half a year, so he urged to serve tea and call the door.

"We only stayed here for a few months. When we left, there was still an old servant of the Zhao family guarding here. I don't know if he is still there now." Feng Cha knocked on the door knocker several times, but after waiting for a long time, no one answered, so he was very angry. Courage led me around to the side.Who knows if he didn't see it, he was shocked when he saw it, the back door was open openly, and the inside was empty, except for the walls and pillars, all valuable things were looted.

The tiles on the top of the head were completely lifted, and the rain fell on the ground, forming ugly water stains, which made people dumbfounded.

"The tiles can be used to build new houses." Recalling the old days, serving tea is a bit sentimental, "A few years ago, the minister of Xiapi State, Ruo Rong, coveted Guangling Fufu, and brought more than [-] people south in the name of avoiding Cao Jun. , Mr. Zhao hosted a banquet, but he was killed by Ruo Rong during the toast, and his property was plundered. It is said that none of the men in Mr. Zhao's family escaped at that time, and the Zhao family fell."

There is no one to look after even the other business, maybe the Zhao clan is dead.Otherwise, with the house deed and land deed in hand, you can get a lot of money in exchange for rent or sale, as long as you have a bit of business sense, you will not let the house be left vacant and deserted like this.

In troubled times, the overthrow of a big family is sometimes just a flash.

Feng Cha worriedly asked neighbors about the whereabouts of Zhao's old servant. She never thought that the woman who lived on the left stared at his face and recalled for a while, but she still remembered Kong Ming's family: "You are the little book boy back then, right? Where are the handsome little gentlemen of your family? I still remember the grand scene of the girls chasing them to give melons and fruits at the Huachao Festival."

Feng Cha looked at me with a worried expression, as if he felt that the woman was causing trouble for the master by talking too much, so he interrupted quickly: "Aunt Chen, are you safe here? You are so healthy."

"I'm still the same, but the house you used to live in is no longer there." Aunt Chen has a very cheerful personality. She put the half-washed clothes into the basket, wiped the handles, and ran out the door. "So I was in charge of the house." Uncle Zhao died of illness, and the owner’s family did not send someone to take over, so the place has been empty. When Li Dasima (referring to Li Jue) died, there was a great chaos in Hongnong. Take it away and sell it, and there is only an empty shelf left."

As if she suddenly remembered something, she ran into the house and took out a basket, which was stuffed full of tissue paper and had already accumulated a layer of dust: "Here, this is the letter sent to the house by the women after you left." , Uncle Zhao handed it over to me before he died, and now it can finally be returned to the original owner."

Feng Cha's face immediately turned blue.I picked up a handkerchief at random, and carefully embroidered a not-so-obtrusive Fengyue poem with silver-red silk thread. The inscription was the word "Gui", and I don't know which lady's name it was.

"You are so free." Kong Ming learned that I not only visited his old house, but also brought back a bunch of tokens of love for him. The expression on his face was both angry and funny, "It's all a hundred years ago, let's talk , These letters are not for me."

"Who is that for?" After calculations, only Kong Ming and Zhuge Jun were at the age of flirting.

Kong Ming suppressed a smile: "It's uncle."

"Zhuge Xuan?" I asked suspiciously.Zhuge Xuan's first wife died young, and he never remarried after that. He only tried his best to raise his two nephews. In my impression, he has always been an unfeminine gentleman. How could he have incurred so many debts?

Kong Ming smiled and said: "Uncle and aunt are deeply in love with each other. Since my aunt left, I have been in poor health. When I was in Hongnong, I was even sick. We stayed here mostly because my uncle's body couldn't bear the pain of running around anymore. At that time, he spent a lot of medicine and stones every day, and we cut off the source again. We were short of money and were very embarrassed. My uncle had no choice but to help the brothel write poems, and later he also wrote some ditties and lyrics, and earned some money to supplement the family. If you come and go, you will have a lot of confidante."

I've heard a little bit about this.The prostitutes in the Three Kingdoms were divided into different classes. Except for the lowest level of wild prostitutes who only made a living by selling meat, the rest were all the more arty they knew, the higher their social status.Whenever encountering festivals such as Shangyuan and Huachao, prostitutes who are conceited and talented will use tricks such as matching pairs, guessing riddles, and linking poems to attract prostitutes/clients. The style is upright.Of course, according to the usual practice, men have to pay to be qualified to answer the questions, but if they can answer correctly, they can go to the show floor for free to spend time with the prostitute who asked the question.Therefore, in terms of income, many prostitutes who lack confidence in their talents will go outside to spend money to find gunmen.This is a means of making money for many down-and-out literati, but it is embarrassing that the once dignified prefect actually did this.

"Uncle's articles are beautiful, but his fees are very fair, so the business is good. However, he is sick in bed and never sees outsiders. I don't know why these women attach their hearts to strangers who have never gotten a side." Kong Ming picked up the silk handkerchief. , quite puzzled, "Just like this Jingui girl, who only read a few words from her uncle, she came here just because of the name, and often came to ask to see her."

"Chun Zhou Ci" written by Zhuge Xuan was widely sung, because the song narrated the life of a prostitute who lived in exile, so many wandering warblers attracted him as a confidant and visited him endlessly.

Is this the Three Kingdoms version of Starchaser?I can't accept it.

"However." Kong Ming changed the subject, and pulled out another piece of red paper. The edge of the paper was slightly yellowed, but the plum blossom seal on it was even more delicate and beautiful.

"Wang Mirou?" I read the name of the place where the signature was signed, and I only felt that the name was as elegant as her handwriting.

Kong Ming explained: "Wang Mirou is a descendant of the famous Langya family. She is beautiful and intelligent, with extraordinary talents and appearance. She almost became my fiancée back then, but in the end she married a scholarly family in Yangzhou."

"Why?" I asked.This is the first time Kong Ming told me about his love history. Although Yiren has married far away and Kong Ming's tone is very flat, I still can't help being concerned when I hear Kong Ming's compliments to her.

"Because her father's future is bleak, and because although she comes from a prominent family, she is just an insignificant collateral daughter."

I was shocked by Kong Ming's answer, and I didn't know how to react for a while.

"Marriage is a good marriage between two surnames." Kongming ignored my formalities and said, "The Wang family and my family are family friends, and the ancestral house lives next to each other. Wang Mirou is two years younger than me. When I was young, I followed my uncle. Living with my grandmother, she was my only female playmate other than my own sisters when I was young. She has a submissive temperament and outstanding appearance, and she really gave me a vague liking for her in her early years."

Is... the meaning of first love?

I instinctively wanted to pull my hand out, but Kong Ming pulled her tightly: "She was just ignorant when she was young and inexperienced, and we have never acted out of line, and we haven't seen each other since we were 11 years old... ..."

Hmph, in ancient times, 11 years old was not too young!I felt short of breath, frowned and stared at him vigorously, but I smelled a stench floating towards the tip of my nose, I couldn't hold it back for a moment, and spit it out with a "wow".

"Nan Shuang!" Kong Ming exclaimed, but the disgusting feeling was only for a moment, and it faded away like a tide in an instant.Originally, I just wanted to feign anger to express my bitter jealousy, but I felt a little embarrassed when I made such a fuss: "I'm fine. I just smelled an extremely bad smell, but now it's gone..."

Feng Cha obediently cleaned up the filth, lit the incense burner, and opened the door to diffuse the smell.

But Kong Ming didn't let me go, he took his hand to check the pulse, and suddenly his brows were filled with joy, as if he wanted to pick me up and spin around twice: "Nan Shuang! You are so happy!"

what? !

I froze on the spot until Feng Cha knelt down to congratulate and asked Kong Ming tremblingly: "Are you sure you didn't misdiagnose? Am I really going to be a mother?"

"What is mother?" Kong Ming tilted his head, and then laughed again, "My Zhuge family has a queen!"

I stared blankly at his smile, feeling that boundless happiness was engulfing me.

The author has something to say: Thank you civet cat lili for the grenade!hug~