Song Mingyue

Chapter 70 Ziming Garden

(About the limitation of summoning talismans, I would like to clarify that this book does not rely on summoning to conquer the world, it is just showing off at critical moments... and the golden finger is too big and easy to collapse...)
The funeral of Zheng An, an old official of the Zheng family, was held with great vigor and vigor for half a month. Most of the Jiangning city was planted with spirit pans, and white paper money was flying everywhere.

Officials from the entire Jiangning Mansion, and even the entire Jiangnan Road, came to express their condolences.Compared with the birthday banquet, this funeral was many times more lively.

The descendants and grandchildren of the Zheng family, except the queen in the palace, all rushed back to Jiangning City for the funeral.

Although Zheng An died strangely and had a bad reputation, he was honored with great honors after his death. He was named the Duke of Gaomi County by the official family, which is considered a great honor.

This is of course the Queen's credit, after all, even if he is an official, he is also Zheng An's grandson-in-law in terms of seniority.

The cause of Zheng An's death was declared to be due to illness, and he died at the end of his life.

As for the weird things that happened at the birthday banquet, everyone kept silent.

The upper-class seats in the hall are occupied by people from the upper class on Jiangnan East Road, so they know what to say and what not to say.

On the birthday banquet, the sudden descent of the demon python is an ominous omen, especially when it concerns the queen and the officials, otherwise the disaster will come from the mouth, and that will be the rhythm of family ruin and death.

You must know that Zhao Ji likes the saying of auspiciousness the most. During Zhao Ji's reign, the Yellow River was cleared twice, and the civil officials boasted that Zhao Ji was born a saint, so the Yellow River was clear, and Zhao Ji's heart was full of joy, and he floated up to the clouds.

In this age when saints were born, do you dare to say that there is a demon python in the queen's hometown?
Of course, the paper can't contain the fire after all. Among the folks, there are private rumors that the old man Zheng An has done all kinds of bad things, hoarding food to raise prices, eating children's brains, and robbing babies' breast milk.

It's just that these can only be spread in secret. If it is accidentally spread to the ears of officials, they will be punished with thirty sticks, or thrown into prison.

Zhao Hao's heart can be regarded as a stone, but he has been very low-key these days.

It's not like he hasn't thought about high-profile things, such as going to the mourning hall of Zheng's mansion to express condolences and mourning, and crying bitterly to say "Woo hoo old ancestor, unfortunately died young! To shorten the old world, people will not hurt... Hang on to the young man Learn to make friends with heroes; donate righteousness and donate money, let the homes live in... The ghost is destroyed, the soul is like a spirit, to learn from my heart... Oh, it hurts! The sacrificial rites such as "Fu Wei Shang Dian" are guaranteed to be exciting. of.

It's just that it's just his random thoughts when he's idle. In fact, he doesn't even dare to come out now.After all, the Zheng family's hunting order is still hanging there. Who knows when a cold arrow will suddenly appear, or a killer will emerge.

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It's the middle of September in the lunar calendar, and the weather is getting colder.

On the streets of the city, there are fallen leaves from time to time, and the streets are full of withered and yellow leaves, which makes people feel more autumnal.

The so-called "autumn wind and autumn rain worry about people", sad autumn is originally one of the eternal themes of literati, and it is still in the early autumn stage, and those sad sentences have already flooded.

For literati, this is a season where they are more old-fashioned and more sad and lonely than anyone else.For Zhao Hao, this is a season when literati are more able to bullshit and hurt their eggs more than anyone else.

But even though Zhao Hao didn't write a sad poem, it hurts more than anyone else... He hasn't gone out for more than 20 days.

There are more than a dozen of the guards in the mansion with more than 60 armed forces, more than a hundred strong domestic slaves, and there are fierce men like Zhao Dian in charge, so there is no need to worry about assassins visiting.

Although the Salt Gang is known as the number one gang in the south of the Yangtze River, it is not like in TV dramas.

The outer wall of Zhao's mansion is as high as [-] feet, and you have to carry a long ladder to get up. What's more, there are fierce dogs in the mansion. They are not super experts. It is impossible to enter the house.

It's just that being bored in the mansion every day is not a solution. You can only be a thief for a thousand days.
Finally, on this day, Zhao Hao couldn't bear the boredom anymore, and while Zhao Shiyu and his wife were out, he dragged Zhao Dian by force, and led a group of house slaves out of the house.

However, when Zhao Hao went out this time, he was extremely cautious: he brought five generals with strength above 65, and Zhao Dian, and thirty or forty powerful slaves.

Everyone wears long knives at their waists, straddles big horses, and guards Zhao Hao's carriage.

Zhao Dian himself is a master of hidden weapons, and his ability to prevent hidden arrows is also top-notch.Moreover, even a five-stone crossbow would be difficult to penetrate that carriage worth two thousand guan. Unless hundreds of people make a surprise attack, it would be impossible to sneak attack on Zhao Hao.

It's just that his outing was so huge and high-profile, it was already noticed by interested people, and the news spread all the way.

This is where the killing intent begins.

A group of people headed to the north of the city in a mighty way, and their destination was the ten-mile peach forest.

There were already more than ten orphans there, but now there are hundreds more.Although the Jiangning Mansion subsidized Qianguan money and food, and Zhao Hao sent someone to send another [-] Guan, but he was still uneasy, and had already thought about going to see it, so the first time he went out, he went straight to Yang Fang's residence.

……

The buildings behind the boulevard have changed greatly.

Originally, there were only firewood doors, fences, and a few huts with white walls and black tiles, but now they are surrounded by white walls and a gate has been opened. The area inside has also increased several times, like a small garden.

The gate was also designed in the style of a garden, and above the lintel, there was a plaque with the three characters "Zi Ming Yuan".

When Zhao Hao saw the words "Zi Ming Yuan", Yang Fang was instructing several craftsmen to hang up the plaque with gilt characters.

Hearing the reminder from the maid next to her, Yang Fang turned her head slowly, and her pair of scissored pupils turned into two crescent moons again, filled with a strong smile.

Whenever Zhao Hao saw those two smiling eyes, he always felt warm in his heart, as if bathed in the sunshine of spring.

"Good words!" Zhao Hao sighed slightly as he looked at the three words on the plaque.

"What do you think of the name I chose in the name of Master Fu Zun?" Yang Fang smiled slightly.

"Zi Mingyuan, let all the boys understand the principles of books, morality, and righteousness?" Zhao Hao asked suspiciously.

Yang Fang smiled slightly, turned her head away, no longer looking at him, but said: "Go ahead and have a look."

Although Yi Ren's expression was a bit strange, Zhao Hao didn't care about it. He didn't suddenly understand the meaning of the three words "Zi Ming Yuan" until he was in his weaker years.

The garden has been expanded three or four times. The main roads for people to pass are paved with bluestones. The water pavilion is prone to accidents.

The most rare thing is that there are wooden horses, bamboo horses, swings, small dragon boats, small lotus picking boats and other facilities for children to play.

Looking into the garden, there are children all over the garden, some are chasing and playing, some are playing hide-and-seek, some are playing on swings, and many boys are holding rattle drums, single-skin drums, silk children, bamboo cats, etc. All kinds of toys.

Even though the hundreds of boys were playing in different directions, they could still see that they were organized, and some boys walked a little further away.There will be maids calling him back—obviously each maid is in charge of a group of boys.

The entire garden is a happy kindergarten, and the amusement facilities and toys in it are top-of-the-line. Although not very expensive, it seems that the owner has a delicate mind.

Everyone in the garden seemed extremely happy and cheerful.

Most of the boys had pure smiles on their faces. Although there were occasional fights and cries, it didn't affect the relaxed and happy atmosphere in the whole garden at all.

Even those maidservants, although most of them are not beauties, have clear eyes and pure smiles, just like those boys.

Zhao Hao and Yang Fang walked slowly side by side, looking at the big and small people bathed in the autumn sun, they felt warmer in their hearts, so warm that they wanted to cry...

"Have you invited a lot of people recently?" Zhao Hao asked casually.

"We hired ten more maids, all of whom are very smart. We also hired two cooking ladies and two or three helpers, not too many." Yang Fang laughed.

Zhao Hao said with a smile: "If you want to serve him, I'm afraid you won't be able to go to the city to play music often. Layman Meilin is so merciful... Zhao Hao should do his best since he is a relative of the Great Song Dynasty. In order to fund the expenses here, I hope you will not refuse."

Yang Fang was stunned for a moment, but she didn't refuse, she just smiled lightly: "My son has both talents and virtues, and he is anxious about public affairs and righteous. This is his blessing, and it is also the blessing of Jiangning Mansion, and even the people of Jiangnan East Road."

Zhao Hao took a deep breath, and then said: "It is also Zhao Hao's blessing to know Fang'er."

Yang Fang's heart trembled slightly, she didn't speak, and turned her head silently.

A group of older children ran over laughing and laughing, and surrounded the two of them.

"Sir, you haven't been here for a long time, please tell me a story, I really want to hear the son's story."

……

As the red sun slanted towards the west, Zhao Haocai bid farewell to those boys who were still complacent in listening to the books, and left Ziming Garden. Surrounded by Zhao Dian and others, Zhao Haocai boarded the carriage and slowly boarded for the return journey.

Just after walking seven or eight miles, suddenly there was a commotion ahead, and the carriage stopped slowly.

Zhao Hao was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a bad feeling. He hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, only to see dozens of strong men standing in front of Zhao Dian and others' steeds.

The man in the front was tall and burly, with a square face, full beard, and big piercing eyes.

It's Fang La!
(End of this chapter)