Make a long-term worker as an old attack

Xue Zhaoqing was awakened by the smell of rice. He remembered that it was his favorite sweet porridge with white fungus and dates. He sniffed his nose a few times and found that he was not dreaming. The smell is indeed in the tip of the nose, even if you wake up, you can still smell it.

Xue Zhaoqing struggled to open his eyes, and what came into his eyes was a pale pink bed curtain, which should be made of high-quality Suzhou-Hangzhou brocade, and the embroidery was also very exquisite, Xue Zhaoqing recognized that it should be from the first-class embroiderer in Hangzhou hand.

He stretched his arms and wanted to sit up, but before he could use any force on his hands, he shrank his fingers due to a piercing pain. Only then did he realize that his hands had been well bandaged When I got up, I couldn't use force with my ten fingers, and when I did, it hurt.

Xue Zhaoqing barely propped up his weight on his shoulders, and looked around. Beside the bed was a dressing table with some rouge and gouache on it. Opposite the dressing table was a small round table covered with a light green tablecloth. There was an exquisite Jiangxi porcelain bowl, which contained the sweet porridge with white fungus and dates that he had just smelled.He looked down at himself again, the tattered clothes had long since disappeared. He was wearing a pure white underwear and trousers. It seemed that his whole body had been cleaned up, and even his hair was well tied up. up.

"Squeak..." Someone opened the door and came in. Xue Zhaoqing poked his head and watched, and saw that the girl in lavender clothes he had just seen at the entrance of the small building brought in a tea tray, and there were some delicate snacks on the tea tray .

Seeing Xue Zhaoqing woke up, the girl was obviously very excited, put the tea tray on the table, and walked over.

"Young master, you finally woke up. How do you feel? Does your whole body still hurt?"

"I..." Xue Zhaoqing didn't understand, so she said, "Is it the girl who saved me?"

"Well, let's not talk about this for now, you must be hungry, I'll feed you some sweet porridge first." He picked up the sweet porridge on the table and fed it into Xue Zhaoqing's mouth spoon by spoon.

Although Xue Zhaoqing had ten thousand words to ask in his heart, his brain was no match for his stomach. After a bowl of porridge, he finally felt strong all over his body.

"Don't know what the girl's name is?"

"My lord, please call me Qihong. Everyone here calls me that. As for my real name, I don't remember what it is for a long time." Qihong answered neatly, as if she didn't care about being humiliated by being in the world of mortals.

"My lord, Xue Zhaoqing, I would like to thank Miss Qihong for saving her life." As he spoke, Xue Zhaoqing leaned on the bed paper and bowed his head slightly towards Qihong.

"Mr. Xue, there is no need to be like this. Mr. Xue has a lot of people, so he may have forgotten Qihong long ago, but Qihong has always remembered your appearance. If Mr. Xue hadn't donated a steamed bun at that time, Qihong My brother and I must have starved to death."

"Huh?" Xue Zhaoqing was puzzled, but Ren searched through all the memories in his mind, and couldn't remember where he had seen this Qihong girl.

"Last October, you got off a blue carriage on the official road to the southwest of Xi'an Mansion, bought two steamed buns from the owner of the teahouse and handed them to two little beggars by the roadside, do you remember? ?”

"It's you?" Xue Zhaoqing suddenly remembered that he was with Xue Zhong at that time, and Xue Zhong asked him if he recognized the two curled up on the side of the road.

"Hmm.... At that time, my hometown was in trouble. My parents were arrested by the government because they couldn't pay the land tax. Later, I heard that they were beaten to death in prison. I had to take my younger brother all the way. I came to Weibei to seek refuge with my relatives. When I saw Young Master next to the teahouse, I was penniless. If it weren’t for the two steamed buns that Young Master gave me, my younger brother and I would have starved to death there. Now we meet again in Weibei How can you not save the young master when he is in trouble?" Then he poured another cup of hot tea from the teapot on the round table, and fed it to Xue Zhaoqing's mouth with both hands.

"Qihong asked the doctor to come and show the young master. There are some skin injuries on the body and legs. Take good care of them and apply some medicine. The trouble is the hands. Although there are no wounds that hurt the muscles and bones, the doctor said Ten fingers connected to the heart, the wound on the hand is the most troublesome to recover, it is best not to do any work, and don't touch the water, so I asked the doctor to bandage it all for you, so as to save you from accidentally bumping yourself. On the son I asked the boy to change my clothes, and I temporarily bought a set of clean underwear for the young master, and I hope the young master will not dislike it."

"Miss Qihong, I'm just a down and out person now, it's a blessing to have your life saved by the girl, how dare you care about it any more?"

"Young Master, forgive Qihong for asking me one more question. When Qihong saw you last year, you were still a young master of a wealthy family with an entourage. You were so elegant and elegant. Less than a year has passed, how did you fall to this point?"

Xue Zhaoqing was so full of words that he didn't know what to say. Last autumn, when he just returned home, everyone in Sanyuan County talked about what a beautiful time it was. Now, he was seriously injured and was rescued by a woman in the world, and he was alone. With nothing to rely on outside, the world is changing so fast, it is really unpredictable.

"If you don't want to mention it, you don't need to talk about it. Qihong is just asking casually." Seeing Xue Zhaoqing's face is changing, Qihong is afraid that it will remind him of his sadness, so she comforts him: "It's just that you still have something to do in this world, young master. Someone to rely on?"

"There is one more, he is my...brother, named Niu Geng." Although Xue Zhaoqing hesitated, he still said Niu Geng's name.

"Niu Geng?" Qi Hong thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't remember where she heard this name.

"Young master, can you be sure that he is in Weibei?"

"Actually, I'm not very sure. I just heard from people in his hometown that he came here."

"In this way, it will be tricky. Don't worry, my lord. Yu Qihong has the grace to save your life. You can rest assured to live here while you are recuperating. Every day there will be a girl to take care of you. As for other things, you don't have to worry. If that brother of yours is really in Weibei, Qi Hong will help you find it even if she tries her best."

After finishing speaking, Qihong put away the leftover dishes on the table, leaving only a pot of tea and tea fruits, and told Xue Zhaoqing to cultivate well, and then left.

After being raised in this Yihong Courtyard for half a month, Xue Zhaoqing's wounds have healed in sevens and eighties, and the bandages on his hands were also removed. Writing with a pen is no longer a problem.

In the past half a month, he and Miss Qihong have become more and more familiar, and he also knows that she also went to relatives instead of becoming a support for her younger brother, so she was exiled to the land of fireworks. She is also a lonely and helpless person. Hearing from the boy that there is still a lack of accountant in Yihong Courtyard, he invites him to go regardless of Qihong's objection.

The eldest son of Xue Gan, a great squire, actually became an accountant in the land of fireworks. If it really spread, people might laugh out loud. Even Qihong felt that this way of living would insult Xue Zhaoqing's reputation, but Xue Zhaoqing was not afraid The only thing he cares about now is how to accumulate some money and find Niu Geng quickly.

It was night, just after Haishi, the streets and alleys in Weibei had stopped the bustle of the day, the working people had dinner and went to bed early, blowing out the lamps, the whole Weibei was quiet, except for the colorful skirts dancing , the Yihong courtyard where the fragrance powder is scattered.

Xue Zhaoqing sat in a small door in the corner of the hall, how much money was spent on which table, and how much money was given to the girl.Which uncle ordered which girl, and the rewards were all reported to him by the servants one by one, and he wrote it down one by one, and then handed it over to the mother of Yihong Courtyard, who drew a certain percentage from it. Yes, it is the money left for the girls.Every day from Haishi to Choushi is the busiest time for bookkeeping. Xue Zhaoqing often sits in the cubicle and cannot rest. Only after Yinshi can he take a break.

Xue Zhaoqing looked at the ledger in his hand, he had almost written down tonight, the uncle who was playing the watch had just finished playing the watch at Yinshi, and there was no one in the lobby of Yihong Courtyard, only a few women were cleaning up the leftovers on the table. The soup is cold and hot, and there are still some lights on in the private rooms on the second and third floors, and in some rooms, there are even unbearable sounds from time to time.Xue Zhaoqing turned his neck and sat all night without even having time to go to the latrine. He stood up, loosened his legs that were numb from sitting, and then walked across the lobby to the latrine.

Xue Zhaoqing walked with his head bowed. There were a few guests in the lobby who were too drunk. He shrank himself, trying not to be conspicuous. He was about to pass through the small door leading to the back hall when he suddenly felt pain in his right side and A huge force came along the right side of his body, pushing him back a few steps, and finally sat down on the ground.

Half of Xue Zhaoqing's hair fell to one side, blocking half of Xue Zhaoqing's face. When he looked up, a man in a fine attire was squinting at him.

The man seemed to be drinking erratically, his eyes were erratic, he seemed to be unsteady on his feet, his feet were floating, his yellow face was reddened by the smell of alcohol, and his whole body smelled of a mixture of powder and alcohol .

"Oh, I bumped into which little boy, let me see, is it hurt?" Jiu Jin raised his head, the man seemed to have identified the slender Xue Zhaoqing as a girl here, and he was about to stretch out his hands Touch Xue Zhaoqing's small face.

Xue Zhaoqing took a few steps back again and again, with a face full of horror, he could only whisper: "I have misunderstood the person, the young one is the accountant here."

"What? Your name is Fangfang? It sounds good, it sounds good." The drunk man couldn't listen to people's words at all. He only had Xue Zhaoqing's pretty face in his eyes. Seeing that pair of hairy hands were about to stick to his face, Xue Zhaoqing secretly held Clenching his fist, he was only one step away from hitting the man in the face.

"Master Zhang, why did you run here without seeing you at a glance?" Qi Hong's voice suddenly appeared behind Xue Zhaoqing. Seeing the posture of the two of them, she immediately understood eight points in her heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold her After drinking to the delirious man, the man saw another beauty approaching him on his own initiative, and immediately embraced him, kneading her in a wretched way, while Qi Hong was talking, she dragged this young master towards the stairs. up.

Xue Zhaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, got up quickly, went to the latrine to solve the problem, and then hid in the small room where he kept accounts, not daring to take a step.

In the huge Yihong Courtyard, besides the girl Yingyingyanyan, he has also seen a few pretty young men. He heard from Miss Qihong that there are always some guests who are tired of playing with women and want to change their tastes.If what happened tonight hadn't been for Miss Qihong's rescue, it would have been unimaginable, Xue Zhaoqing thought, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably, this Yihong courtyard is not a place to live for a long time after all.