Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Seeing Zhang Wu getting on the carriage and about to leave, Li An stepped forward and said, "Oh, by the way, I heard that Miss Song went to see Ru'er two days ago. I just came out from there, and the little girl kept asking me when you guys were going again."

Song Shiwei saw that Zhang Wu didn't know about Feng Ru's affairs, so he just nodded and left.

Watching the carriage drive away, Li An smiled, then strode towards Zhou Mansion, ready to tell the young master what happened today.

Li An couldn't imagine how someone like Miss Song would look when reading a storybook. If the young master knew about this, he wouldn't know what expression he would have.

With such an urgent mood, Li Ang quickened his pace, an unknowingly sly smile appeared on his face, and he really deserved a beating.

Here, Zhang Wu had already driven the carriage out of the city. All the way, he was wondering if he had said too much just now. If his master didn't want outsiders to know his hobbies, and he had just been tricked by Li An, Zhang Wu always felt uneasy.

So as soon as he got home, he told Song Shiwei about this matter.

Song Shiwei didn't react after hearing this, her face remained calm: "It doesn't matter if you know, I'm just interested anyway. Didn't you say you bought a basket of them? Why don't you bring them to me quickly?"

It just so happened that I had almost finished reading the one I bought before.

Zhang Wu heaved a sigh of relief and smiled: "I bought quite a lot. I will bring them to you right away. I also bought a bookshelf because I am afraid it will be difficult to put all the books on it."

After saying this, Zhang Wu went out and brought in a basket of storybooks and placed them at Song Shiwei's feet. He then said, "Although the wall at home is high, there are many people in the world who can climb trees and climb over walls. It's better to be safe."

Seeing that he was thoughtful in everything, Song Shiwei was quite satisfied and nodded slightly: "Then put the bookshelf in my room and use it to store these books when the time comes."

Zhang Wu agreed, turned around and went out to move the bookshelf from the carriage into Song Shiwei's room, and by the way, he neatly placed the pile of storybooks on the table on the bookshelf.

After returning to the main hall, Zhang Wu was carrying a small bundle: "These are the cakes I bought for the master. I also bought a lot of candles and have placed them in the kitchen."

Song Shiwei glanced at the cakes on the table and joked, "Didn't you buy some for Miss Huang?"

"Yes, she loves sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I bought two packs and will deliver them to her tomorrow morning. These are for the master."

Song Shi smiled but said nothing.

The next morning, Song Shiwei was still sleeping, so Zhang Wu got up and prepared to go out. Thinking that he would have a drink with Li An at noon, he left a note for Song Shiwei, and then drove the carriage to Huang's house in Xiahuang Village, delivered the cakes, and then went into the city.

While drinking, Li An wanted to inquire about Song Shiwei's hobbies, but Zhang Wu became alert and did not reveal anything about Song Shiwei. Instead, he pulled Li An aside and talked about a lot of gossip in the city, including the gossip about Li Qimeng, the eldest daughter of the Li family, who had become a household name in the city recently.

I don't know when it started, but it was originally said that the eldest daughter of the Li family was going to marry the general's son Zhou Huai. In addition, the head of the Li family and Li Qimeng often went to the Zhou Mansion, and the rumors were rampant. However, the tone of the conversation suddenly changed recently.

It was said that Li Qimeng had a secret crush on Zhou Huai, so she spread the news that the two families were going to get engaged, using the woman's reputation to force Zhou Huai to accept the marriage. However, it was exposed by her personal maid. Now she really wanted to make it public. Later, someone found Li Qimeng meeting a man outsider in a restaurant box. People in the city who had nothing to do due to the extreme cold suddenly became excited and gathered together every day to talk about the excitement of the Li family.

Zhang Wu had only sat down to drink a cup of tea in the restaurant when he heard people from several tables talking about the Li family.

After a few drinks, Zhang Wu asked Li An, "Is everything about the Li family true?"

Li An gave an unfathomable smile: "How can something that everyone knows be false?"

Zhang Wu asked, "Did she really see someone having a private meeting with a stranger?"

"Haha, it was her bad luck. It would have been fine if other people saw it, but she didn't expect that her father and others were discussing business in a restaurant that day and made a noise that was seen by her father. There were several enemies of the Li family there that day, so it was impossible for Li Shicheng to cover up such a scandal. So, it got out."

Zhang Wu's eyes looked strange, as if something was wrong. "How do you know so much about this? Were you there that day?"

Li An laughed again: "I was in the mansion with my son that day. Since it was about my son, someone would naturally pass on the message intactly."

"What about the eldest daughter of the Li family? How is she now?"

Li An picked up a glass of wine and drank it down his throat, saying, "I heard that Li Shicheng punished her to kneel at the ancestral hall at home these two days. As for how she will be dealt with in the future, it depends on whether the people pay attention to her. If no one pays attention, she will be secretly sent away or married off. If many people pay attention to this matter, rumors will continue to spread, and it is hard to say whether the young lady can save her life."

Zhang Wu returned home and told Song Shiwei about this matter. He sighed: "This world is too harsh on women. Just rumors can ruin their lives at best, or even their lives at worst."

Song Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the teacup, and said nonchalantly: "If she didn't want to use her reputation to harm others, why would she harm herself because of her reputation?"

Song Shiwei raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Wu: "What you just said is too biased. A girl from a good family would not do such a thing. Everything has its own destiny."

"I was wrong," Zhang Wu recalled a book about gods and ghosts that he read last night when he couldn't sleep, and said with a smile, "I read a book about cultivating to become an immortal last night, it was quite interesting. Master, do you think there are really gods in the world? Are those who want to become immortals all powerful and heartless, ignoring the secular world and focusing on cultivating immortals?"

"There are no immortals in this world," Song Shiwei said, as if he had thought of something. His eyes were obscure and unclear, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, with a tone that seemed to mock: "Heartless and desireless? If you really are heartless and desireless, why would you be greedy for immortality and longevity? Wanting to become an immortal is desire, and fear of death and delusion of longevity are also desires. In this world, only the dead can be truly heartless and desireless."

In other words, to be heartless and desireless is to perish.

Zhang Wu stared at Song Shiwei in a daze, his words stirring up a huge wave in his heart.

The master's tone... She knew that there were no gods or demons in this world, and she had such a thorough understanding of lust. What had the master experienced before? In other words, what was the world like in the past?

Yes, although Zhang Wu did not know Song Shiwei's origins, he had been in contact with her for such a long time, and often heard from her that she had experiences that were not what she should have for her age, and that she possessed unheard-of methods. Combined with the script he read last night, Zhang Wu now particularly suspected that his master was possessed by a powerful god.

Otherwise, nothing can be explained.

Common sense cannot explain it.