: The Strangeness is hard to understand

Manager Liao saw Yang Ling holding the teacup thoughtfully, and asked nervously: "Sir, but...but...but this tea doesn't suit your taste?"

"Ah? Oh! Wherever you are, I have never tasted such a great tea in the capital. It is fragrant and comfortable!"

When Yang Ling saw him asking, he quickly took out a brocade plaster from his arms and spread it on the table, pretending to be drooling and said, "Can Manager Liao even give me some of this best tea? After drinking your tea, my taste has been hung up. The ordinary tea leaves are really light and tasteless."

He said that, and Gao Wenxin winked at Gao Wenxin, who hurriedly took out a ingot of 10 taels of small silver ingots and handed it over.

Manager Liao was not flattered when he heard his praise. He happily took out the small bag of tea and put it on his hands and said, "Look at what the adults said, adults like this tea. As a native of Hangzhou, they are very honored. Haha, this little tea is not a good thing to salute. Please accept it with a smile. Please taste it on the road. When you reach the earth, I am afraid that Eunuch Mo will have great filial piety to you."

Yang Ling sneered in his heart: "Mo Qinghe deceived his superiors and concealed his subordinates, and used inferior products as good people, and even lost all the best tribute tea. How dare he see me the best tribute tea?"

Manager Liao strongly refused to accept his money, so Yang Ling had to ask Gao Wenxin to accept the money and take over the tea bag in Manager Liao's hand.

A gust of wind blew up the handkerchief on his table. Manager Liao's eyes were sharp-eyed, and he could not help but say in surprise: "This handkerchief is really the best."

He said as he picked up the handkerchief and looked at the bright plum blossoms above, exclaiming: "Good acupuncture techniques. Women in Jiangnan are gentle and skillful. They are the best at slow needlework, but they have to master such acupuncture skills. Many girls may not be able to get a glimpse of the way even if they spend their entire lives. This brocade handkerchief is a real masterpiece. It is priceless and difficult to find!"

The handkerchief was wrapped in the dragon jade bracelet by Princess Yongfu. She was held in Yang Ling's arms at first, but she wanted to return it to the princess, but after waiting for a few days, she didn't have the chance to see her again.

When Yang Ling thought that in modern times, he didn't know how many hundred sets of shoes and clothes were. What about a dignified Princess of the Ming Dynasty? I guess he didn't care about a handkerchief, so he put it on his body. If it weren't for him touching this thing and giving it to the young lady, he would have borrowed flowers to offer it to Buddha.

At this time, when he heard that Manager Liao praised the small brocade plate as so expensive, he regretted not giving it to his young lady. Zhang Tianshi was curious for a moment and took it over and looked at it: "Yes, it's indeed the best product among Su Rust, haha. But the color of this flower is too bright, so it's not very suitable for Lord Yang to carry it."

While laughing, he spread the handkerchief. He saw that the plum blossom on the ancient trunk in the lower right corner was a little strange. He leaned closer and looked carefully, and suddenly saw the way. He was shocked by Master Zhang and almost let go and let the handkerchief drift out with the wind.

The night is dark and the lights are dim. Others don’t care much about the plum blossoms of the horn of the horn, but Master Zhang Tian studied talismans all day long. Many of the ancient Taoist books in Longhu Mountain are ancient treasures, and the words on them are extremely ancient, so they are very familiar with the ancient seal characters Zhang Yanshuo.

He saw that the Prague Plum blossom was actually embroidered with four seal characters, and then he made up the four small seal characters into a plum blossom pattern. If he didn't recognize the characters, he really didn't recognize them. He really tried his best and was very skillful.

After a closer look at the embroidered words "Yongfu Xiuning". Princess Yongfu's boudoir is named Zhu Xiuning. When Zhang Tianshi set up an altar for the royal family in the palace to pray for blessings, he saw that the words Yongfu and Xiuning were on the handkerchief. How could he not guess that this was the princess's personal belonging?

Zhang Tianshi was frightened and his heart was pounding. Not to mention that Yang Ling had already married and had a concubine, even if he had never married now, he had not given to the princess privately and secretly communicated with the princess. Could it be... Could it be that Yang Chang was brave enough to have an affair with the princess?

"Prevent your own self-protection, and protect your own self-protection!" Zhang Yanshuo has been as cautious as his father since his uncle was exiled, for fear of touching the royal family's reverse scales. As soon as he discovered this royal scandal, he immediately pretended to be innocent and sent the brocade handkerchief back. He secretly swears in his heart: "In this life, people will never know that they recognize the ancient plum blossom seal."

Although Yang Ling has come to this era for some time and knows some taboos, he can't walk on thin ice and think about it when he encounters something, so he didn't care at all. He took the handkerchief casually, put it in his arms, and smiled and said, "Then, I will thank Manager Liao for thanking him."

Zhang Fubao took the excuse of being uncomfortable, took a shower and changed his clothes, and entered meditation for an entire hour before he felt refreshed and felt a little relieved. He hurriedly picked up the divination tool to divine another divination for himself. Her Taoist practice was limited, and after calculating for a long time, she still only divined the first sentence. This sentence was exactly the same as the comments her father gave her, and the little girl felt even more itchy and hard to scratch.

She knew that her brother's Taoism was deeper than her, so she wanted to ask him to verify it for her own calculations, but this hexagram was related to her life. A girl from thirteen or fourteen years old, how could she be too shameless and anxious to ask her brother to calculate her future wish-for-life husband?

Zhang Fubao leaned on his chin with both hands, flashed his big eyes and pondered: "Half a bright moon and a river, the red silk is washed on the White Bone Mountain. When the war starts, the spring shadows move, Laojun is like Xu Liangren in front of him."

Zhang Fubao read it several times, slapped the table hatefully and said, "Dad, you are pretending to be a fool to your daughter. If you can't figure it out, just tell me directly. If you figure it out, you can't tell me directly, so I have to guess it!"

She jumped out of bed in annoyance, pushed open the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky. Her bright eyes were shining with luster. She was stunned for a long time, thinking in her heart: "It's not him, it must be him. With his wife, how could I be my Baoer be a concubine?

No matter how great he is, I can't marry him. It must be because of my random thoughts. Half a big cake can't be considered a half-moon, right? Besides, I'm in the canal. It's not like the river. I don't fight like this. Besides, the next three sentences are not related to him."

Zhang Fubao seemed a little relieved when he thought about this, but when he thought that this coincidence might not be related to him, and he was a little bored for no reason. She stomped her feet, shaved her face, and said shyly: "How old are you? Just worry about these things. A girl who is inexpensive!"

She opened the cabin door in a depressed state, and saw a man passing by with his teeth, she felt empty in her stomach and hurriedly asked him, "Hey, is it time to eat?"

Everyone on the boat now knew that she was a woman and that she was Zhang Tianshidi's sister. The national teacher's sister dare not be rude anymore. Then the monk quickly politely said, "Yes, Miss. The factory governor and the Tianshi have already got off the boat and went to the river for dinner."

When Zhang Fubao heard that they got off the boat, he didn't call himself, so he couldn't help but snorted coldly and said, "I'm hungry too, I'm also hungry."

Gao Wenxin was standing by Yang Ling to serve, but Yang Ling forced her to sit beside her. At this time, she tasted the crab roe politely while picking the crab roe and giving it to Yang Ling, who was swallowing like a cow chewing peonies in time.

Yang Ling was tasting tea, but she sipped a bowl of steaming brown sugar ginger soup. The boat was swaying gently, the gentle waves were silent, and the cheeks were filled with red and scented. It was really comfortable.

Zhang Fubao got off the big ship and led it down to the side of the boat. Seeing everyone's leisurely appearance, he felt even more angry. Without waiting for a few people to call her to sit down, he picked up a seat without hesitation and sat there.

She was still wearing a Taoist robe, but her long hair was loose, she looked pretty and cute. But she picked up a big crab, and her eating habits were comparable to Yang Ling.

Manager Liao smiled and said, "So, Wudi's soft words are sweet and glutinous, which is really nice. The Suhang women always speak softly and sweetly, and some people say that listening to them quarrel is a kind of enjoyment."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Is that right? Ahh. I have been to Hangzhou once. But it has been many years...well... before, I was in a hurry and I never tasted the charm of the streets and alleys."

Zhang Fubao was gnawing on the crabs. When they heard them say it, even his brother seemed to be in a leisurely manner. He couldn't help but snorted coldly: "I heard that the imperial envoy mobilized the army to go to Jiangnan. Is there business to do? You are sitting here eating, and there are dozens of bodyguards standing on the shore. When you arrive in Suhang, are you going to take a hundred people to the alley and listen to the girls chatting?"

Yang Ling was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but Gao Wenxin smiled.

Manager Liao saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "The small land is too much. In fact, when adults go there, of course, they are looking at the scenery and enjoying the scenery of the Jiangnan water town. Speaking of the scenery, we will go to Hangzhou tomorrow. There are many different scenery in Hangzhou, and the first one is the Ten Scenery of West Lake. There are many legends and stories about the scenery beside the West Lake, and the most famous place is Leifeng Pagoda."

Manager Liao saw that the eldest lady Zhang Fubao came, and did not dare to talk about the characteristics of Jiangnan women anymore, so he turned to myths. Yang Ling of course knew about the story of Lei Feng Pagoda, but what Manager Liao told was different from what he knew.

From his words, it was during the Shaoxing period of the Song Dynasty that there was a maid who transformed into a white snake demon and a bluefish in West Lake for thousands of years. In the rain, he met a man who opened a pharmacy named Xu Xuan. The two of them became husband and wife from this life, but the white snake and bluefish were both incarnations of fairies. They didn’t know the etiquette in the world, and often lost Xu Xian’s face, which made him embarrassed.

Fortunately, the monk Fahai, who is a Taoist monk in Jinshan Temple, saw through the original form of the two demons and handed over a bowl with magic power to Xu Xian. Xu Xian used the bowl to cover the head of the two demons when they were unprepared. The two demons appeared and were captured by Fahai. The green fish tried to escape and was defeated by Fahai and returned to the original form. The white snake was buried under the Leifeng Tower by the monk and would never be reborn.

Manager Liao laughed and said, "Monkey Fahai once left a verse saying: "The water in the West Lake is dry, but the rivers and lakes cannot rise, the Leifeng Pagoda falls, and the white snake is born." How could this West Lake water dry? So the white snake demon could only endure all the torture under the Leifeng Pagoda forever.

Xu Xuan was rescued by a monk. From then on, he changed his mind and practiced good deeds. Later, he married and had children. His son even won the top scholar. He was considered a family of good deeds."

Dunliu Zhang Fubao said angrily after hearing this: "That Xu Xuan is heartless. Although the white snake is a fairy, he is in love with him and has never harmed him. He can't stand other people's behavior and should also think of the love between husband and wife and let the family leave. Why did he help the evil monk to let his wife suffer under the Leifeng Tower? But he stopped marrying his wife and could he have a lot of children and grandchildren, and enjoy all his wealth and glory. Is there any reason?"

Manager Liao didn't expect that she would be scolded by her even if she told a story, so she couldn't help but be stunned. When Master Zhang saw it, he smiled and scolded: "Fubao, this is just a legendary story. What are you concerned about?"

Yang Ling was thought of the legend of the White Snake at this time as such. On a whim, he told the story he knew. The two snakes were born, the meeting between the broken bridge, the robbery of Emei, the water flooded the golden mountain, and the escape of the Fahai was so vivid and touching that it was many times more vivid and touching than the story of Manager Liao. Not only did Zhang Fuyu listen with relish, but Gao Wenxin was also impressed.

When Zhang Fubao heard the couple's reunion and the ending of the fairyland together, he smiled and said with a smile: "This story is good."

She picked up a crab and said proudly: "That Qingqing girl took Samadhi True Fire to burn the Fahai. That is my Taoist magical skill. Haha, Fahai was chased to heaven and no way to the earth, so is it hidden in this crab shell?

Yang Ling was surprised: Could it be that the locals hadn't noticed the pattern in the crab shell like a monk? He hurriedly picked up a crab and peeled off the crab's stomach and found a trace that looked like a meditating monk. He had both form and spirit, and was very beautiful.

Yang Ling smiled and handed it to Zhang Fubao and said, "Look, the Fahai has been hiding in the crab for a long time, just like Bodhidharma has been facing a wall for nine years. He left this shadow, do you see if he is a monk?"

Zhang Fubao took it and looked at it in the light, and couldn't help but scream in surprise: "Sure enough, there is a monk, there is indeed a monk. Brother, it turns out that this is not a story. This must have happened before."

Master Zhang Tian, ​​Manager Liao, and Gao Wenxin were surprised and opened a crab to watch. They were amazed. Manager Liao said happily: "There is such a strange thing in the world. There is a monk in this crab. Why didn't anyone pay attention to it? Haha, it's really interesting. I am a young man from Hangzhou and I have never heard of this. When I go back and tell people about it, it will definitely be a rumor."

Yang Ling was stunned when he heard this. This story has been fulfilled and perfected by generations, and has also been well-made with some ancient and strange stories to become the version of later generations. He said it quickly, and it will be released in advance.

Gao Wenxin had never heard of this story. She was also intoxicated by the love story of the White Snake Xu Xian. She sighed and covered it up with the shadow of the lights. She quietly looked at Yang Ling's handsome appearance, and just thought in her heart:

The white snake was grateful to the woodcutter for saving his life and dared to turn into a human and marry him as a wife. I... I am a slave, but I am not even as good as a fairy. If I count it, I can only be considered the green snake maid. If I do it, I still can't achieve the right result when I get married and keep busy."

Gao Wen thought of this and secretly spat: "Spit! Are you thinking about something? The green snake has never had the idea of ​​hitting her husband."

Seeing that no one paid attention to her expression, she couldn't help but think in her heart: "The green snake has given such a regret, really just out of sisterly love? She...has she liked that young master Xu Xian? If she confessed her love to Xu Xian and the lady is like brothers with her, would Xu Xian...will he marry her into the door?"

It was late at night and the wind was strong. The water surface stirred up white waves, beating the small fishing boats one by one. Gao Wenxin's thoughts rippled like a small boat in the waves.

The moonlight is like a training, the light waves hit the shore, the autumn wind blows gently, and the eyes are hazy. My heart is drunk without wine.

Welcoming the imperial envoy, the local officials, had been waiting on the dock for a long time. Before the sun set, the eunuch Mo Qinghe, the eunuch who guarded the grain and tea ceremony, the eunuch who guarded the imperial dragon robe, and the eunuch who guarded the water and land tariffs, Yuan Xiong, stood in front of the crowd.

As the head of the inner factory, Yang Ling had no major ties to the tax collection of the southern tour, but Yang Ling's current identity is really significant. Therefore, Zhejiang governor, censor, and commander also came to greet him. Hangzhou governor Yang Mengying, as a landlord, was squeezed aside.

Because the messenger was quick-talking, the news that Zhang Tianshi came to Hangzhou on Lord Yang's official boat was spread. The Taoist priests from several local Taoist temples also came to the dock to welcome the ancestors and crowded with a group of local gentry and celebrities.

The inspector led a hundred yamen to maintain order with a nervous look.

As soon as the Xuanhuang Group Dragon Banner came into view, the crowd became turbulent. The three eunuchs guarding and bureaucrats raised their robes and slowly stepped down the stone steps. They walked to the dock. As soon as the ship was docked, the gentry organized a gong and drum team to make a loud sound, and the sound of firecrackers was densely connected, and the smoke of gunpowders rose everywhere.

After putting down the pedal, more than a hundred monks got off the boat under the leadership of two hundred households, and they were one point left and right. Yang Ling and Zhang Tianshi walked down together, and suddenly there was a mess on the dock: "Welcome to the Admiral Inner Factory, the guards' personal army and the imperial envoy!" "Wuliang Tianzun, I welcome the Heavenly Master to come!"

Master Zhang Tian and Yang Ling couldn't help but smile at each other when they saw the chaos. Master Zhang Tian came to Hangzhou as a private identity. He didn't want to get too entangled with the officials, so he and the officials who came to the scene came to Xuanxuan and brought his sister to the local Taoist people and believers.

In front of Yang Ling, a group of respectful officials surrounded him. The grain and tea tax supervisor Mo Qinghe and Eunuch Mo came forward first and smiled and said, "It's really hard for the imperial envoy to be in trouble all the way. I'm so embarrassed that Mo Qinghe, Li Daxiang, Yuan Xiong and the officials of the three departments welcomed him."

Yang Ling looked at him and saw that Mo Qinghe was about 40 years old, tall and handsome. Although he was the father-in-law who was guarding the place, his rank was not as good as that of the Silijian in the Beijing, but perhaps because he was not serving at the feet of the emperor, he was not as good as the leaders of the Silijian in the Beijing who were very powerful, and his demeanor looked really extraordinary.

The two eunuchs behind were pale in comparison. The eunuch Li Daxiang, who was fine and white in skin and beautiful, had a clear eyebrows and eyes. He was really a bit feminine. Yuan Xiong was in charge of the Customs Department and served as the commander of thousands of soldiers of Longshan Guards, but he was thin and dry, with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek. His robe was empty, as if the wind could blow to the sky.

The two of them hurriedly came forward to meet Yang Ling. Yang Ling was not only an imperial envoy, but also a supervisor of the internal factory, but also in the future, the three people directly led the boss. The emperors of the three places naturally said humbly and flattered him.

After the three of them flattered him, the governor Niu Dacai and two other adults stepped forward and smiled at Yang Ling: "Welcome to the imperial envoy. Lord Yang has worked hard all the way. We have set up a banquet in the 'Zuixianlou' to welcome the adults. Please change to the official sedan chair. When you and I arrive at the place, we will drink happily and drink happily."

These local officials are not as good as those eunuchs, and Yang Ling dared not be rude to them. He hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I am ordered to inspect and I am here to welcome you in a hurry. I am really frightened. In fact, I am tired all the way. At this time, I want to take a shower and have a good rest, but I really don't want to work for you guys."

After hearing this, Mo Qinghe hurriedly smiled and said, "Master of the Factory. This 'Zuixian Tower' is at the foot of Gushan Mountain. It is only one mile away from your imperial envoy. You all have good intentions, so there is no need to refuse."

It would be better for Yang Ling to refuse when he heard that. Such social engagements in the officialdom are about giving each other face. If you don’t go and save money for others, they will definitely not be happy. He had to smile and said, “Since that’s the case, then work for you.”

Eunuch Mo happily asked someone to get on the boat and sent Gao Wenxin and Yang Ling's luggage to the headquarters. He and all the adults and local celebrities accompanied Yang Ling. There were dozens of official sedan chairs alone. The gongs were ringing in front of him and the road was opened, heading straight to the "Zuixian Tower".

This "Zuixianlou" is the highest and most famous restaurant in Hangzhou, located at the foot of Gushan Mountain. Although the high-end restaurant in the capital is also carved beams and painted buildings, it is magnificent, but in terms of artistic conception, it is impossible to compare with it. Yang Ling stepped into the restaurant and even entered a garden. The corridors in the wide courtyard are curved, and the birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Several small buildings in the courtyard are unique and exquisite, and the sound of a gentle piano is heard from time to time.

After passing the triple courtyard, the group turned over a small bridge and flowing water along the path paved with white stones, and passed through a bamboo forest. Only then did they see a small building. The slender and tall bamboos concealed the red building. The green bamboo swayed, quiet and quiet, which made people feel relaxed and happy. Seeing Yang Ling's tired body suddenly felt refreshed.

He had not had time to see the scenery of Jiangnan just now in the sedan chair, but only looked at this corner, which was indeed like a fairyland. Everyone entered the building and sat down. Before they could talk a few words, a line of blue cloth skirts and a woman with fluttering clothes floated up with the fragrant tea of ​​fruits and melons.

The clothes are graceful, the people are graceful, the eyes are scattered with autumn water and the eyebrows are like distant mountains. These women are not very beautiful, but what is rare is that their facial features are so delicate, every frown, smile, every line and stop are uniquely scattered and gentle.

If the garden I saw just now is a transcendent scenery, isn’t this journey a woman who is like a wind blowing on the willows?

Yang Ling couldn't help but look at him with admiration. When Mo Qinghe saw it, he smiled at Yuan Xiong opposite him, and raised his glasses and said, "The Chief of Factory is coming from the north. He must have a good alcohol tolerance. The Jiangnan water wine is light and mellow. Please drink three cups first. Today, I will never return without getting drunk!"

The imperial envoy's headquarters is located in a manor. This mansion is the mansion of the tax supervisor Mo Qinghe. It covers an area of ​​nearly a hectares and is divided into front yards and east-west yards. Now the western yards are all sorted out and the imperial envoy's headquarters is temporarily made.

This house is simply an elegant and exquisite garden building, with rockery, corridors, fish ponds, flowers and plants everywhere. Yang Ling came here, except for Gao Wenxin, a maid, the rest were all from the inner factory. Mo Qinghe simply transferred half of the maids, mothers, cooks and other servants in his mansion to serve him, and he had invested a lot of money to the upper-level servants in the capital.

The two sedan chairs were carried back to the Mo Mansion and stopped under the corridor when they entered the door. The corridor of the Jiangnan building was very narrow. Therefore, the corridor seemed a little dark. From time to time, there were some narrow portals on the wall that reached the top, painted in the same color as the wall. Sometimes I didn't pay attention to it, and I didn't know that there was a door next to it. When I pushed it open, there was another world.

Yangling and Mo Qinghe came out of the sedan chair one after another. At this time, it was drizzling outside. The autumn rain was lingering, making the branches and leaves of the flowers and plants under the corridor shine with oily light. Although I saw the sound of the drizzle and saw the deep meaning of the autumn coolness, the scenery was not as beautiful as autumn and winter.

Mo Qinghe smiled at Yang Ling and said, "Sir, please go back and have a rest. I'm so humble and report back to the Jiangnan tax situation to you tomorrow."

Yang Ling was given a few cups by this group of officials and gentry in the restaurant. He felt that he was too heavy and wanted to lie on the bed and have a cup of tea to rest. Moreover, when he got off the boat, he had already ordered someone to contact Liu Biao and others who were sent here in advance. He was also anxious to hear what they were trying to find out. He nodded quickly after hearing this.
To be continued...