Maoyoufang

In the eighth year of Jiande, the great Jin Dynasty was peaceful, envoys from all over the world came to the court to pay tribute, and the country's power became even more powerful.Therefore, the rumors of rebellion about the new emperor's first ascension to the throne were gradually forgotten by the world, and the various visions and strange events in the first year of Jiande were also indifferent, leaving only some people's daily written records.

The main water bodies in the territory of the Jin Dynasty include two rivers, one river and three seas. The second rivers are the Fengdijing River in the Central Plains, the Yinhan River in the South, the Xiantang River in the lifeline of the mainland, and the Qiulong Sea in the Northeast Secret Forest.

Among them, the tributaries of the Yinhan River and the Xiantang River are widely distributed and will often cause floods. Since the Yinhan River flows through many politically and economically important provinces, all dynasties have allocated huge sums of money to improve water transportation. Tanghe was treated differently.Some people say that it is a demon river formed by the fierce fighting between immortals and demons in ancient times. Every year, there are minor disasters, and there are even more major disasters in ten years.When it came to Dajin, the residents of the river basin said that "they were born to live by the Xiantang River because of their misbehavior in their previous lives." They persuaded the world with the theory of retribution, which also shows the notoriety of the Xiantang River.

Although there are a few places that benefit from the Xiantang River, such as its estuary to the sea.

"No, it's pretty good here. It's you, save enough money and go back to your hometown to have a look." Jiang Maoyou crossed his legs, licked pumpkin seeds, and chatted with Qin Siyuan across the tea table with a dull face.

The person who made the tea was Qin Siyuan. Hearing this, Qin Siyuan glanced at him coldly and said, "I was born in Fengdi, and I have never settled in Wei. Before I lived there, you hated it to death, so we raised our family. Moved to the mouth of Xiantang River. Why do I have to go back to my hometown?"

"No, I'll just say it casually." Jiang Maoyou raised his eyebrows and shrugged, laughing and messing around. "Besides, you always dislike the chaos in the market here, and there are everyone in the estuary of the sea. I think it's quite new to see people and things from overseas."

Qin Siyuan sneered: "Do you really think that by opening Nianyunxuan, you can educate other races and exchange cultures?"

"Communication is good, I'm not great enough to educate anyone."

Nianyunxuan is a tea art garden founded solely by Jiang Maoyou. Life in the Xuanli is mainly about buying and selling tea from various places. There are also tea sets and tea utensils. There are also free tea art classes and tea utensil appreciation every month, in order to make friends with friends.Qin Siyuan went to the city every day to sell all kinds of stinky tofu. Occasionally, the restaurant was too busy to keep his helpers. The restaurant only hired two waiters to greet the guests, but they couldn't manage the accounts.

While Jiang Maoyou was talking, a six-year-old child ran out of the residence behind Nianyunxuan. Like Jiang Maoyou, he had red lips and white teeth, skin like delicate white jade, and black hair.He called his father, and threw himself into Jiang Maoyou's arms, Jiang Maoyou propped up his armpits, pretending to be angry: "What are you doing in such a hurry, your Uncle Qin is boiling water, be careful to scald you to death."

Seeing Fang Xue appearing, Qin Siyuan got up quietly and said, "I want to drink tea and make it myself, I'm going outside to take care of business."

Fang Xue pouted her mouth like a little mouse, and waved at Qin Siyuan, but Jiang Maoyou turned her head and scolded in a low voice: "You're stealing pickled plums again, didn't you say you want to eat them and ask me?"

"No no."

"Why are you rushing here? Have you practiced the copybook you were asked to learn?"

Fang Xue nodded again and again, Jiang Maoyou patted his butt and urged him: "Go and show it to Dad."

The boy hurried into the house and brought out a stack of papers. Jiang Maoyou took them and looked at them one by one. His expression was calm and steady, but his heart fell to the ground.What kind of talismans are you practicing here? If Fang Xue wasn't so naive as to be a little stupid, he would really want to curse: "Practice calligraphy, practice a bastard."

Forget it, this is probably the retribution for being too naughty when I was a child, Jiang Maoyou admitted it.Anyway, by comparison, Fang Xue is cute and cute. If he disciplines children in the same way, he doesn't want to discipline a child who is as calculating as his childhood.

"Fangxue, go and get the pen and ink, dad will teach you how to write. These posts are not written like this."

Fang Xue finished Mei Zi, tilted her head and asked, "Father, I already know how to write. Do you want to practice?"

"..."

"Look, every stroke is very clear, don't you understand? Yao Yao from the academy said that I can understand my handwriting very well."

"Writing is fundamental for people to understand, and it is art for people not to understand. But after you understand it first, you want to be correct and beautiful. This is called seeing mountains as mountains, and seeing water as water. On the way to practice calligraphy, I will see mountains and not mountains. , see the realm where water is not water, but in the end, you will see mountains as mountains and water as water, and you have to ponder over the layers of artistic conception.”

Fang Xue pouted and muttered: "What mountains and rivers, the words are the words."

"Hurry up and prepare pens and inks." Jiang Maoyou forced him to get paper and pens, but when Fang Xue turned around, he couldn't touch his forehead.

Seeing Fang Xue's childish handwriting, Jiang Maoyou was not in the mood to drink tea. He insisted on holding the pen in Fang Xue's hand, and taught him to write horizontally and vertically.In these days, although many people study for fame and fame, Jiang Maoyou understands that Fangxue doesn't have that kind of head and mind, as long as he can practice his calligraphy well, he will be happy.

Fang Xue often asked him, "Father, why should I learn these things? I don't want to take exams to become an official."

"Teaching you to learn things is to let you know more about the world, and has nothing to do with seeking fame. Some things may be annoying when you touch them, but they may also be fun. Hey, don't make excuses for me to be lazy, be careful I will whip you with a vine branch Your calf."

Fang Xue flat-mouthed and complained: "I only understand troubles now, so there is no fun."

"Your father, I'll teach you calligraphy myself. Isn't this fun?"

"Daddy, you are very bad. Bullying children is no fun. It is really not advisable. The master said that bullying women and children is a cowardly act."

"...Your father and I are not gentlemen, but we are not cowards either. Take this letter back to your study."

Fang Xue's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Then can I go to Uncle Qin for some snacks?"

"Practice the copybook ten times before speaking."

"Hey, Dad, there are more than a dozen pages in this copybook..."

"No dinner until practice is over."

Fangxue's small face was wrinkled with grievances, Jiang Maoyou pretended not to see it, and walked to the front, picked up the tea bowl and said, "Hurry up and practice, be careful that you won't even have supper."

Fangxue stomped and ran away, Jiang Maoyou smiled wryly, and snorted softly: "Oh, the child has a temper. Stomping is like a woman, what an idiot." He knew that the child was definitely scolding him a hundred and eight times in his heart, so he didn't care.In fact, Jiang Maoyou never let Fang Xue really miss a meal, and even required him to get enough sleep when going to bed, and took good care of the child.

The so-called discipline is only harsh in the mouth, Jiang Maoyou has never been ruthless to make Fang Xue's calf red, and the child can only rely on scaring.

I remember that when Qin Siyuan took him away from Fengdi, although there was no flooding in the Xiantang River Basin, there were many disasters in the provinces along the way, either heavy rain for days or drought and famine. The Xiantang River came to Weidi in the north.

Winter in Wei is long and summer is short. Jiang Maoyou has been weak and cold since taking the medicine given by Li Yumu, and it is difficult to adapt. After staying for less than a year, Qin Siyuan took him to move south.Although they have money, they can't support their spiritual life. This long journey was once a toss-up, but fortunately, Qin Siyuan was a tough guy, and his attitude was the same from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Maoyou jokingly asked him many times: "Do you want to live with me like Fang Chuan for the rest of your life?"

Qin Siyuan showed a stinky face in reflection, and then said: "It's a habit to hate or like it. It's like this in the whole family."

He always thought that Qin Siyuan was a lonely man with a strong will, but it turned out that this person was not because he thought he could live alone, but because he regarded himself as a family member.It was as if invisible, he also regarded Qin Siyuan as his family and Fang Chuan as his family.

Later, I met a young woman, she was a very stern-tempered woman, she divorced her goddam husband, and arrested the evil husband to the yamen.It's a pity that he was unfortunately infected with tobacco poison and committed suicide by taking the poison.

Jiang Maoyou adopted her child and named him Jiang Fangxue.

As for why he got to the point of adoption, Jiang Maoyou himself couldn't say why, maybe it was because the woman showed her love to him frequently after her divorce... He didn't have much resistance to people who seemed strong but were actually weak.

Those things may sound confusing and absurd, but thanks to the mother and son, he slowly returned to normal life.

"This is an age of absurdity and dreams." Jiang Maoyou put down the tea bowl, heaved a sigh of relief, and sat on the rattan chair, the white hair on his cheeks did not match his youthful and handsome appearance.

That day, Nianyunxuan's business was slow, and the Xuanyun was very idle, Jiang Maoyou actually sat and dozed off, and inadvertently dreamed of a scene that was so familiar that it made one's heart ache.In the dream, he was full of joy and wanted to kiss someone. Maybe his behavior at that time was frivolous and absurd, but at that moment he really liked that person, but before he could touch those beautiful lips, he was pushed hard. opened.

That man was very handsome, with picturesque eyebrows and extraordinary temperament. Just looking at him, he felt like a delicate and beautiful Wenyu in his hands.

However, the hand that pushed him away was merciless, and the eyes that looked down on him were even more indifferent, maybe even disdainful, because they didn't want to see him at all.

"Father, father..." Fang Xue shook Jiang Maoyou's hand, seeing that Jiang Maoyou was still awake, she frowned and said, "Father, if you don't wake up, I will kiss you."

"Hmm..." Jiang Maoyou scratched his cheek in his sleep and continued to sleep.

"Daddy! It's on fire! Daddy!"

Jiang Maoyou immediately opened his eyes and saw that there was no smoke in the room, so he patted Fang Xue on the forehead and scolded: "What are you talking about!"

Fang Xue covered her forehead and said aggrievedly, "Uncle Qin asked me to call you to have dinner, you can't even wake up."

"Father didn't teach you not to lie."

"Woo."

"Why is the boy pouting, did I hit hard? Let me see." Jiang Maoyou pulled his little hand away and sneered: "Huh, it's not red, and I have to bear it even if I'm afraid of pain, or I will show more to the person I like in the future. Shame."

"I'm not in pain, I'm wronged." Fang Xue said.

"Let's go, let's eat." Jiang Maoyou didn't bother to talk to him any more, he patted his stomach and dragged the child to eat.

Qin Siyuan saw that the faces of the elder and the younger were sullen, he was a little funny for no reason, and asked troublesomely, "What's the matter with you two?"

"It's okay. Eat."

"Well, it's okay. Daddy hit me."

Jiang Maoyou stared at Fangxue, and Fangxue's innocent uncle Ai Jinqin murmured, "Uh, Dad, it's you who said you can't tell lies."

"Then didn't you just say you're fine? What's the matter?"

Qin Siyuan wanted to hold food to Jiang Maoyou with a smile, and said: "Okay. You can go to the temple entrance and under the bridge to act if you make trouble again. Maoyou, your complexion is not very good, do you want to grab the secondary anti-cold medicine?" ?”

"It's nothing. It's just a dream that I don't want to dream." He thought he would dream of Jiang Ziwu, Fang Chuan or Dou Xuemo coming to take his life, but instead dreamed of Tong Yuguang.

In the past eight years, he only dreamed about Jiang Ziwu once. In the dream, Jiang Ziwu invited him to play with a beautiful brocade lantern. It was a long dream, but he couldn't remember clearly when he woke up. To continue to cultivate immortality.In the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe in Yuedu tea house, he could only deceive himself with that fantasy thing in his dim consciousness.

It didn't make sense for him to live comfortably, so he chose not to believe in Yuedu Tea House, even though he really hoped that Jiang Ziwu would go to cultivate immortality.

***

A sound of spring thunder shook the earth, and Tong Yuguang woke up from his dream at a moment's notice.Sitting under the curtain of the bed, he suddenly felt like waking up from a big dream, his thoughts were clear, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He lit the lamp on the table in the room, and walked to the window with it, waiting for the dawn.Dou Xuemo died suddenly, he always blamed himself and Jiang Maoyou, but he actually knew that Jiang Maoyou was not at fault at all.After dreaming for eight years, he never saw Dou Xuemo in one night, and even in Xuemo's first seven years, there was never any rumor of him returning to his soul.

Several times I wanted to follow Dou Xuemo away, but Ming Shifan, the manager of his sexual cock, said: "Boss, even if you follow, will you definitely be able to catch up with Dou Boss?"

So Tong Yuguang was still alive and returned home with Dou Xuemo's ashes.In recent years, he has not slowed down the pace of expanding his career, but has been more active in making money. Although he has now divided the family business territory to other brothers to take care of it, he is still in charge of the Tong family, and the general account still belongs to Tong Yuguang Managed.

The Tong family in Northern Weidi is richer than before, thanks to Tong Yuguang who is always busy. Even though he is over [-] years old, he is still the same as eight years ago, not a bit haggard, as if time has always been Stopped before Dou Xuemo was alive.

At dawn, Ming Shifan began to urge the servants to work in the square not far away, and then went to the dormitory where the master lived to serve him in person.He was a little surprised to see Tong Yuguang who was admiring the morning sun with the window open, and his host got up too early.

Bao Xi sprinkled on Tong Yuguang's body, and his whole figure was like a shimmering light, as solemn and handsome as a statue.Although Ming Shifan should have gotten used to it long ago, he was stunned for a while before walking over to greet him.

Tong Yuguang had heard the footsteps of the manager a long time ago, and said first: "Let's go today, right?"

"Uh, yes."

"I don't know if that business can be negotiated smoothly."

"If the master plays the horse, it will definitely be unfavorable."

"This time we are negotiating with foreigners."

"Hey, isn't Master getting used to it?"

Tong Yuguang supported his chin with his hands, leaned against the window lattice with lazily half-closed eyes, and said, "I'm a little tired. This time I'm going to Xuanmeng Mansion, which is the estuary where the Xiantang River goes out to sea. Snakes are everywhere, but it also has its prosperous appearance.”

"Yes, that's right." Ming Shifan secretly looked forward to buying some good and cheap things for his wife at home.

"I've heard about it, but I haven't actually been there. Tong Yuming was in charge of that area before, and I was thinking..."

"think?"

"Nothing." Tong Yuguang fell silent, he was actually thinking about whether it is time to leave the burden to someone who loves to pick it.He just wants to live a simple and ordinary life, and this kind of life is already getting tired of him.

Without Dou Xuemo's company, he has no nostalgia for the world, even if there are different things and fun every day, he can't get excited, so eight years have passed like this, and these eight years are as long and boring as eight lifetimes.

"I will only discuss one business when I go back there, and I will ask Tong Yuming to represent me after the discussion is over."

Ming Shi Fan was dumbfounded when he heard this, and it took him a long time to make a sound from his throat: "Dong, Dong... Dongjia?"

"He's more ambitious than me, and that's fine."

Ming Shifan suddenly felt that that lazy demeanor was quite like a person, a young man whom he had met several times, but he was afraid of offending his boss, so of course he could not say such words. "Boss, do you really let Er Shao act as an agent? Don't be afraid of him, he..."

"If he wants to grab it, he can grab it. If he is brave enough, he should be able to grab it." Tong Yuguang smiled slightly, his eyes were sassy, ​​hiding his scheming.Ming Shifan is still worried that even if the owner's personality is deep enough in the city, he may not have the desire to fight for it. If the second young master takes the position of the owner, as far as Tong Yuguang is concerned, he may not be bothered to take it back.

The servants can't make random opinions, they can only follow the master's footsteps, and when they arrive at Xuanmeng Mansion, the plums are ripe and the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and all places are still immersed in the New Year's atmosphere.Because there are also many foreign people, the things sold in the neighborhood are not only items for Dajin local festivals, but also food and items for overseas festivals.

In short, even if they celebrate their own New Years, it is okay to mix up other people's New Years.

Ming Shifan commanded the hired porters to transport their things to the rented house near the trading house, Tong Yuguang only lost a word and disappeared. "Shifan, I'm going to the pier for a stroll, I'll leave this to you."

I heard that you can buy a lot of cheap and fresh fish, shrimp and shellfish here. Dou Xuemo once escorted a group of merchants here, and when she came back, she talked about it with hype, so Tong Yuguang has always been a little curious.

The pier was even more spectacular than he had imagined. Although he had never seen the sea, Tong Yuguang felt a little inconceivable that so many large merchant ships were docked at the same time, and several of them were still flying the flag of Tongyun Company.In the past, what he counted was only numbers and names, but what caught his eye now was not the transactions on paper, ledgers, or communication, but the real scene.

He had never been so close to all the business he handled, and he felt somewhat emotional.Although he is in his prime, he still feels that things have changed. If Dou Xuemo is still alive... no, he is no longer alive.Dou Xuemo will no longer have the opportunity to see or share these feelings with him, and will not have those sorrows and joys, which can only be faced by him alone.

What remains is always lonely.

They were both at the pier, but far away in a certain street at the other end. Because the New Year’s Eve was not over yet, Jiang Maoyou brought Jiang Fangxue out to buy some Sisu. The so-called Sisu here means New Year’s goods.

"Daddy, I want to buy candy, buy me candy!"

Jiang Maoyou stared coldly at the boy stuck to his lap, feeling very helpless. "Didn't I just buy it last month? If a man eats so much sugar, his teeth will turn yellow."

"Daddy drinks so much tea, his teeth will turn yellow!"

"...No, I take care of it carefully, it's not yellow." Jiang Maoyou grinned as he spoke, showing off his bright white teeth to his son: "Look, it's not yellow."

"But last month was last month. I shared it with Yao Yao, so I ate it so fast. Well, Daddy is the dearest and loves me the most, so buy it for me."

"No."

"Oh, then next time I will eat the candy regardless of Yao Yao."

Jiang Maoyou patted his forehead and scolded: "Girls just want to be hurt, how can it be like this, if she wants to eat candy, she can eat it, what's wrong with it."

"Then I want to be a girl too." Fang Xue said as she was slapped on the forehead by her father, and burst into tears.

"Jiang Fangxue, don't cry. Jiang Fangxue!" Jiang Maoyou was very embarrassed, and immediately sighed and hugged his son to coax him: "Okay. When buying sugar, you are only allowed to buy the kind that is more than twenty yuan a catty. You are not allowed to pick Red ones, teeth decay fast, powdery ones.”

Jiang Fangxue immediately laughed through tears, and hugged Jiang Maoyou's neck: "Father is the best!"

"I'm about to be strangled to death by you." He smiled wryly, "Jiang Mei, you gave birth to such a good son, tsk."

When Fang Xue heard her mother's name, she raised her head and asked, "Father, didn't you buy an extra jar of pickled plums when you worshiped your mother last time?"

"Um."

"It's gone."

"Is it?"

"I want to eat it, but I can't find it anywhere."

"Maybe your Uncle Qin ate it secretly."

Jiang Fangxue frowned in puzzlement, tilted her head suspiciously: "Really?"

"Let's not poke him. Don't hurt your uncle Qin's self-esteem." Jiang Maoyou made a serious agreement with his son, but he would never admit that he was the one who stole the pickled plums.

After letting his son pick out the sweets and snacks, Jiang Maoyou and his son went hand in hand to buy fish in another street. At night, Qin Siyuan said that he wanted to burn the fish, so he rolled up his sleeves and said to Fang Xue: "Hey, Dad is going to bargain with the fishmonger. You learn how to bid well, so you won't suffer in the future, understand?"

"Isn't it better to leave this to your future wife?"

Jiang Maoyou narrowed his eyes and smiled, and asked Fang Xue: "My good son, are you sure you can marry a shrewd wife?"

"Uh……"

After admiring Jiang Fangxue's stupid look when asked, Jiang Maoyou entered the "battlefield" with a smile.Jiang Fangxue watched from the sidelines, thinking that her father was really an incredible character, sometimes she looked like a hermit or a fairy in Nianyunxuan, arguing with herself like a child, and turned into a hooligan in the market, that virtue was not so much like haggling, more like robbery ah……

Jiang Maoyou and Jiang Fangxue carried heavy things, Jiang Fangxue complained: "Father, this fish is so heavy."

"Who told you to buy so much sugar?"

"I mean the fish is heavy."

"If you think fish is heavy, don't eat it at night."

Jiang Fangxue hurriedly changed her words: "Actually, it's not that heavy."

Jiang Maoyou was so funny that he was about to continue teasing his son, but when he saw the person in his dream returning to Fengdi from a distance, his smile froze and he lost his mind.

"Father, why don't you leave? Didn't you mean that there are so many and heavy things that you have to go home and put them away?" Jiang Fangxue tilted her head, pursed her lips and followed her father's gaze. People coming and going were chaotic. There is nothing special about the sights that can be seen at five o'clock, but it is more lively because of the Chinese New Year.

"Father, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Maoyou slowly came back to his senses, smiling unnaturally. "No, didn't see anything. Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

"I farted."

"Uh." Jiang Fangxue quickly jumped long with the fish in her hand. Jiang Maoyou laughed and chased after her.

It must be vertigo.It's just a resemblance, it must not be Tong Yuguang.