Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 72 Absolutely Impossible

It was evening when we arrived at Ganjing Village in Weinan.

These days, the carriages and horses are really slow, the letters are far away, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

As soon as he entered Zhuangzi, Li Qinzai smelled a smell of cooking smoke, opened the curtain of the car, and fifty or sixty farmhouses were built in disorder outside Tianmo, and green smoke billowed from the roof of every household.

There are three thousand in the world of mortals, except for the fireworks that can't go away.

The carriage continued to drive, and after entering Zhuangzi, it stopped in front of a unique villa.

An old man in half a hundred in Tsing Yi and a dozen servants stood at the door. Seeing the carriage stopped, they came forward to help Li Qinzai and Qiao'er out of the carriage.

Then the old man and the servants saluted Li Qinzai respectfully.

Only then did Li Qinzai know that the old man's surname was Song, and he was the steward of the Li family's other courtyard. He usually managed the food towns and farmers under the British public name, and took care of the affairs of the courtyard.

This Zhuangzi located in Weinan County, people from the Li family come every year, and Li Ji himself visits this village several times a year.

Because there lived a very important person in the other courtyard, Li Ji's own sister. After losing her husband in middle age, she had no intention of remarrying, so Li Ji kept her in his own Zhuangzi, and would visit her every new year.

Grandpa's biological sister, according to her seniority, Li Qinzai could call her "great aunt".

As soon as Li Qinzai got out of the carriage, Guanshi Song diligently dusted him off, chattering nonstop.

"Old Lingjun has talked about Wu Shaolang many times, and the old man is waiting at the door. Wu Shaolang doesn't come to this Zhuangzi very often. The last time I saw you was about five or six years ago..."

Seeing Guanshi Song babbling endlessly, as if he was about to have a long talk, Li Qinzai stopped him decisively.

"Stop! Don't talk about the past for more than three months, I don't remember it."

"Ah? Why, why?"

"Because I'm stupid, I was struck by lightning three months ago, did it satisfy your curiosity?"

Only then did Guanshi Song realize the smell, he smiled contemptuously, and led Li Qinzai and Qiao'er in silently.

The scale of the Li Family Courtyard is much smaller than that of the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an City, but it is elegant and chic.

The decoration inside and outside the yard is still full of grandeur, bypassing the screen wall, and there is a ginkgo tree planted in the yard, which is quite old.

Now it is golden autumn, the golden ginkgo leaves are falling, and the ground is covered with yellow fallen leaves, adding a bit of ancient charm to this elegant courtyard.

Walking into the backyard, there is a separate Buddhist hall in the north of the backyard.

Prompted by Guanshi Song, Li Qinzai took Qiao'er's little hand and walked into the Buddhist hall. Sanskrit voices chanted in the Buddhist hall, and there was an ever-burning lamp hanging in front of the hall.

With his back to Li Qinzai, he was reciting scriptures with deep heart. Li Qinzai and Qiao'er stood quietly in the hall, and the father and son did not make a sound knowingly.

I don't know how long it took before the murmured chanting stopped abruptly.

Li Qinzai led Qiao'er forward to pay respects: "Nephew Qinzai, pay homage to grandparents."

Qiao'er also knelt down on both knees, and said crisply and authentically: "Qiao'er pays homage to great-grandmother and aunt."

The hunched figure slowly turned around, and an old woman about seventy years old smiled at the father and son.

"So it's Qin Zai, you monkey boy, you still know to come and see me? Haven't seen you in about five years?"

Li Qinzai said shamelessly, "Yes, my nephew is too busy..."

Before she finished speaking, the old woman snorted angrily: "You are so busy! Do you think I really don't care about world affairs? You have caused a lot of troubles in Chang'an City in the past few years, and I have heard about it."

Li Qinzai hurriedly said: "Grandpa and father have already been punished, they have been punished."

Then the old woman glanced at Qiao'er next to her, and said doubtfully, "This baby is..."

"It's the son of my nephew, just picked it up."

The old woman's eyes quickly swept away from Li Qinzai's face, and then she laughed: "It's exactly the same as you. It really is your child. The baby is well-behaved and knows how to behave..."

Speaking of which, the old woman searched around her body, took out a jade bracelet and stuffed it into Qiao'er's hand, and said with a smile: "People who practice Buddhism don't have anything long on their bodies, so this bracelet should be regarded as a gift for meeting, it's called" Qiao'er?"

Qiao'er looked at Li Qinzai hesitantly, and Li Qinzai said with a smile: "This gift from the elders is irresistible."

Qiao'er then said obediently: "Thank you for your great-grandmother's generosity, the boy's name is indeed 'Qiao'er."

The old woman nodded and said: "The name 'Qiaoer' has a bit of a bitter meaning, it's okay, the mortal body is reincarnated in the afterlife, and after being literate, I will give you a few simple scriptures, there is no harm in reading more... "

Li Qinzai's eyelids twitched, is this going to turn his son into a little monk?

That doesn't work.

Raising children is for old age, not for free dojo for yourself after death.

"Grandmother, nephew and grandson have come all the way. Seeing that it's getting dark, Qiao'er and I haven't eaten yet." Li Qinzai hurriedly changed the subject.

The old woman glared at him: "It's just that you have a lot of things to do, go ahead, Guanshi Song has already prepared meals, and the old man is alone in the Buddhist hall to clean up, so don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Li Qinzai smiled, bid farewell to the old woman, and led Qiao'er out of the Buddhist hall.

Walking into the yard, Qiao'er asked curiously, "My lord, my great-grandmother said that Qiao'er's name has a bitter meaning, is it because Qiao'er's name is not nice?"

Li Qinzai sighed: "'Bitter meaning' is not unpleasant, it means how bitter life is."

Qiao'er opened her innocent eyes and said, "Does it mean that Qiao'er's life is hard?"

Li Qinzai hesitated for a moment, knelt down to meet his eyes, and said slowly: "The name is just a symbol. Its only function is to distinguish you from others. The name never affects fate."

The words were a bit profound, and Qiao'er's clear eyes were full of puzzlement.

Li Qinzai smiled: "The word 'Qiao' is a kind of plant. There are 'Bitter Buckwheat' and 'Sweet Buckwheat' in the world. Your name can be either bitter or sweet. This is true for everyone's life."

"In the future, if you see all people and everything with a happy heart, you will be a 'sweet buckwheat', and you will be happy for the rest of your life, okay?"

Qiao'er still didn't understand, but he understood to be happy, so he nodded heavily and said with a smile, "Okay, Father, from now on, Qiao'er will be happy."

"Let's go to eat. What does Qiao'er like to eat?"

"Father, Qiao'er likes to eat meat, all kinds of meat."

"Then eat meat!"

Holding hands, one big and one small happily walked into the golden twilight.

…………

In a small and narrow farmer's yard to the east of Ganjingzhuang, a little maid rushed into the yard from the frost like a tornado.

"Girl, the big thing is not good, and the time of death is coming!" Cong Shuang exaggeratedly shouted.

Cui Jie was embroidering, when she heard this, she was startled, the needle pricked her finger, and a small drop of blood dripped on the embroidered cloth, and the embroidery work was ruined.

"Cong! Shuang!" Cui Jie's face flushed, and she gritted her teeth angrily.

She is not used to getting angry, and she doesn't know what it should look like, but Cui Jie is very angry at the moment, so angry that she wants to ask Cong Shuang to stretch out her hand and hit her palm with a ruler.

Congshuang didn't care about these things, after rushing into the courtyard in a hurry, he said with a horrified expression: "Girl, something is wrong! There are people from the other courtyard of the Li family!"

Cui Jie was startled again, she immediately said without getting angry, "Who is here?"

"It's getting dark, so I can't see clearly. The maidservant only saw a carriage parked outside the other courtyard, and there are more than a dozen people wearing armor. They should be from the Li family in Chang'an."

Cui Jie was also frightened, her delicate and beautiful face was filled with fear, and her face instantly turned pale.

"The Li family...why do people from the Li family come here?"

Congshuang said mysteriously: "I was worried just now, and I asked the farmers in the village. It is almost autumn harvest time. It is said that the harvest is good this year. The people from the Li family should have nothing to do with the girl. They are here to preside over the opening ceremony of the autumn harvest."

Cui Jie was still flustered, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that... the dude from the Li family?"

Cong Shuang was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly became sad. In terms of the degree of worry, she was actually more worried than Cui Jie.

Even if Cui Jie is found by her family, at most she will be reprimanded, but Congshuang's fate is different. In a big way, she is a fugitive slave, an accomplice of Miss Cui's escape from marriage, and will be arrested after being captured. Beat to death.

"Girl, why don't we run away overnight." Cong Shuang said with a sad face.

However, Cui Jie had gradually calmed down. She pondered for a long time, and when she raised her head, her pretty face was already calm and wise.

"Don't worry, the enemy's situation is unknown, so don't mess up your position, otherwise it will be easier to expose."

Taking Cong Shuang's hand, Cui Jie seriously analyzed: "Think about it, how many people are there in the Li family, and how many Zhuangzi are there?"

Congshuang opened her eyes wide, and after a while, she began to count with her fingers.

Cui Jie gave her a blank look, and said: "Old Duke Li has two older sisters, one of whom lives in this village. Old Duke also has two younger brothers, two sons, and five grandchildren..."

"It's very important to have a sickle in the autumn harvest, but the Li family sent to Ganjingzhuang may not necessarily be Li Qinzai, the dandy. Unless our luck is so bad that it's outrageous, it won't be such a coincidence. It just so happens that the dandy will be sent to this village. .”

"Congshuang, believe me, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The analysis full of human wisdom finally soothed Congshuang's frightened heart.

Congshuang's small face was dignified, and she nodded in conviction: "Yeah! That dude will never come here!"

(End of this chapter)