Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen

After Qiao Tai and Ma Rong left the county government office, Mr. Di took an official document from his desk, but he held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't know what it was talking about.Hong Canjun understands that the master is depressed, so how can he study official documents with his mind. Di Gong put down his official business and said: "Hong Canjun, I have always had nothing to say to you. This Lanfang has always been in the same pot with orchids and ai, mixed with arowanas, and now there are domestic and foreign troubles, and dangers are everywhere. If Qiao Tai and Ma Rong can't take it When it comes to that leader Hu, we are in dire straits!"

Joining the army comforted him and said: "Master, please relax. Qiao and Ma are bold and cautious, with superb martial arts skills. They are capable of subduing dragons and tigers, eliminating monsters and catching monsters. If we go to capture the little chieftain, we will surely succeed in no time." Mr. Di remained silent, approved a few official documents, but still saw no movement of Qiao and Ma, put down the jade tube in his hand, and said: "Qiao and Ma have not returned so far, so they have already succeeded. It is useless for us to wait here. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn sun is shining, so why not take advantage of the fine weather and go to Longevity Mountain to visit Mr. Heyi."

Hong Canjun has followed Di Gong for many years, and he knows that his master always goes out for a walk whenever he encounters difficulties and worries.Or pretend to be a quack doctor with a medicine box on his back, or a wandering Taoist priest with a hand-cranked bell, under the pretense of practicing medicine, visiting in private, and understanding the people's sentiments, so as to relieve worries and calm the mind.So he hurriedly went out of the inner yamen and ordered two Hualiu horses to be brought out from the stables, equipped with saddles and bridles. The two riders left the county office from the main gate, traveled south all the way, crossed the stone bridge, exited the south gate, and ran south along the official road.Walking to a fork in the road, guided by a farmer, the second rode on a trail and went straight to Longevity Hill.When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they kicked off their horses and met a woodcutter passing by. Hong Canjun took out several copper coins from his sleeves and ordered him to watch the horses for him.

The two of them climbed the mountain on the talc path.Climb to Qinglong Ridge, the peak, in one breath.After a short rest, I went down the narrow path and entered the deep valley. Everything in the valley is silent, except for the murmur of the stream and the quiet phlegm of the spring.The two of them crossed the stone bridge, crossed the creek, and came to a fork in the road. Looking far away, there seemed to be a thatched cottage hidden among clusters of green leaves at the end.Go forward along the fork, pull the thorns, pass through the grass, and come to a bamboo gate.Inside the gate is a small garden, which is very chic.In the garden, there are young peaches and plums, hundreds of flowers competing for beauty, and the fragrance is overflowing.Refreshing.It seems that such beautiful scenery of fairy mountains is really refreshing and lingering.

The roof of the thatched cottage is green with moss, and the walls are covered with vines under the eaves.Di Gong didn't want to break the peaceful atmosphere, and didn't call out, but gently pushed aside the flowers and trees in front of the hall.Looking forward, I saw an old man in ragged clothes with a bamboo hat on his head, leaning over to water the flowers and trees on a terrace made of mottled bamboo, and then he shouted: "Is the old man Mr. Heyi?" The old man turned his head, didn't answer, and only made a slight gesture in the direction of the house.The old man's white eyebrows and silver beard covered half of his face, and the other half was covered by the edge of the bamboo hat, so Di Gong couldn't see his face clearly.The old man turned his face away, put down the kettle in his hand, and walked silently to the back of the house. "

The old man treated Yuan Ke so indifferently, Di Gong was not happy in his heart.Ordering Hong Canjun to wait outside the door, he walked slowly up the steps in front of the door, pushed open the half-closed wooden door, and entered the house. The room is very big, with only a wooden table and a pair of wooden stools in front of the window, and a bamboo table against the back wall, and flower hoe and shovels are neatly arranged in the corners, it looks like a farmhouse.But the windows in the house are bright and clean, and the simplicity is even more elegant. There is no owner in the house.Di Gong thought to himself that he was so exhausted on the saddle horse, crossed the mountains and ridges, traveled all the way, and followed the door to see him, but he was treated so coldly, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed.With a sigh, he sat down on a wooden bench and looked out the window.

The flower stands on the terrace are colorful and colorful, and the flowers are competing for beauty. There is silence inside and outside the house, except for a bee buzzing among the flowers.Di Gong was in this quiet and fragrant environment, his depression naturally gradually relaxed, and his momentary anger gradually dissipated.So he put his elbows on the wooden table, looked around the walls leisurely, saw a single strip hanging on the wall above the bamboo case, and said softly: Tianlong lifts into the sky and becomes a fairy fruit Earthworms dig soil and live long Di Gong pondered, this banner is so unusual, it may be difficult to understand its meaning for a while.

There is the author's signature and seal on the lower left of the banner, but the handwriting is too small for Mr. Di to see clearly from where he is sitting.Just as he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly saw the curtain of the back door opened, and the old man walked into the room slowly. The old man is the hermit in crane clothes, he has already taken off the bamboo hat on his head, and changed into a brown robe, holding a copper pot in his hand, steaming. Mr. Di hurriedly stood up and bowed to his head. Mr. Heyi nodded slightly, as if in return, and sat on another wooden bench with his back facing the window.Di Gong hesitated for a while, pleaded guilty and sat down again.

Mr. He Yi is in his old age, with silver hair and wrinkled face, but his lips are still red and his teeth are white, his body is dignified, and his eyes are hearty and energetic.Di Gong was frightened and waited for Mr. Heyi to speak. Mr. He Yi brewed fragrant tea, put down the copper pot in his hand, looked up at the guests, and said: "The old man hides in the mountains, ignorant, unsophisticated, and ignorant of etiquette. If there is any slack, please bear with me." Di The public can hear clearly, and Mr. Heyi speaks clearly and with a loud voice. Mr. Di hurriedly said, "Wansheng is an unexpected guest. Spiders are bothering me a lot, and I hope you will forgive me. Sir, you..."

Who knows. As soon as the word "you" came out of his mouth, Mr. Heyi interrupted Di Gong: "Haha! Ni! So, you are the clan of the Ni clan!" Mr. Di hurriedly corrected him: "The surname of Wansheng is Di. I..." Mr. Heyi interrupted again, and said repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad! Ever since I said goodbye to my old friend Ni Gong in his house, it has been more than ten years, but we have never seen each other again. He's been dead for eight or nine years." Di Gong thought to himself, after all, Mr. Heyi has reached his twilight years, so he is unavoidably a little dizzy.However, he was so far-fetched that he brought the topic directly to the purpose of his visit. It would be better to make mistakes and let nature take its course.

Mr. Heyi filled the two teacups, and said: "In the past, Mr. Ni and I were classmates in the capital. We worked together, rested together, and fell in love with each other. It has been 70 years now. Mr. Ni has been broad-minded since he was young. He has a good plan in his stomach, and he is determined to get rid of the disadvantages and rejuvenate the benefits, and get to the bottom of the matter..." Mr. He Yi gradually lowered his voice, took a sip of tea, and nodded repeatedly. Di Gong carefully asked: "Ni Gong has lived in Lanfang for several years, and he must have a good head and poor experience. He is a veteran, and he can do a lot here. Regarding this, Wan Sheng really wants to listen to the master's advice." Mr. He Yi didn't seem to hear it, he still sipped the tea.Di Gong was so embarrassed that he had no choice but to bring the teacup to his lips.As soon as he took a sip, he knew that it was the first time he had tasted such a mellow and fragrant tea in his life.After a few sips, I feel refreshed and comfortable.In the genuine tea room, Mr. Heyi opened his mouth again: "There is a sweet spring flowing out of the rugged and strange rocks in the mountain. I took the spring water from the stream, and put the tea in the chrysanthemums that were just blooming last night. This morning and the first day, It is taken out when the flowers are in full bloom before the morning dew. The tea leaves are infected by the fragrance of the flowers, moistened by the jade dew, and then brewed with sweet spring, which naturally has a unique fragrance and unique flavor." He paused for a while, and then said: "Later, we were separated from each other, and Mr. Ni became an official, while I wandered around the rivers and lakes, traveling all over the country's famous mountains and rivers. During the ups and downs of the officialdom, Mr. Ni was promoted from Qipin county magistrate to state governor. , Later, he became an official and deposed him. He has been an official all his life, he has hated evil like hatred, devoted himself to eradicating violence and promoting good, punishing evil and promoting good for the revitalization of the country, and the great order of the country. It can be said that he has worked hard and devoted himself. Ni Qi's tutor was left aside, there was neither remonstrance nor subtle words, nor was there any need for admonishment. The group lightly folded the axis, and the feathers sank, and Ni Qi finally degenerated and was hopeless. "When Mr. Ni woke up like a dream about a villain in his family, it happened that General Ding Huguo was deposed and came to Lanfang to visit and settle down for the elderly. Soon after, he went to visit the emperor in person, abandoned his high-ranking officials and generous salary, and came to Lanfang. I want to live my life in the bliss of the countryside. In this way, I met him again after being separated for more than forty years. The two of us walked on different paths, but we finally arrived at the same destination, but the path we traveled was long and short. , a song has been." Having said that, Mr. Heyi stopped for a while.Mr. Di didn't understand the meaning of these last few words, and wanted to ask, but Mr. Heyi spoke again: "Not long before his death, he discussed this issue with me in detail. At that time, he wrote It is a single piece, and I still hang it on the opposite wall. You stand up and look at the Wei stele, how vigorous and sharp, how elegant and free!" When Di Gong took a closer look, Fang could clearly see the eight small characters "Ning Xin Ni Shouqian Respect Letter".Di Gong finally understood that the posthumous writings hidden in Ni Shouqian's scroll were indeed forged by others.It is true that the two characters of Ni Shouqian are very similar to the signature on the counterfeit document, but anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the two signatures are by no means written by the same person.Di Gong stroked his long beard slowly and nodded slightly.So far, many mysteries in his heart have been solved. Fortunately, this trip to the deep mountains has really benefited a lot. Di Gong took his seat again, and said: "Sir, Ni Gong's calligraphy is naturally proficient and outstanding, but your Han ink is unique and unparalleled in the world! The inscription you wrote on the front gate of Ni Shouqian's maze..." Mr. Heyi didn't seem to be listening to him, so he interrupted him and said, "Mr. Ni has lofty aspirations, extraordinary ambitions, endless life, and unstoppable forge ahead. Even after he settled in Lanfang, he still never forgets to punish evildoers and help good people, clear justice for wrongs, and Careful planning and clever arrangements for it, and some far-sighted strategies will not be effective until many years after he left. In order to be quiet, he bought and rebuilt the maze. In fact, he was worried all day long, and his heart was at ease Can calm down!" After saying that, he shook his head again and again, and filled the teacup again. Di Gong asked: "Does Ni Gong have many distinguished friends here?" Mr. Heyi twirled his long eyebrows slowly, chuckled and said, "Ni Gong is a Confucian disciple. After he came to Lanfang, he still did not forget to study the Four Books and Five Classics. He has given me many volumes, which is really a lot. Lack of firewood, but he gave me this top-notch salary." Di Gong thought, his master evaded his question and did not answer it, but unexpectedly he belittled the Confucian classics. He felt very uncomfortable and was about to argue, but Mr. Heyi spoke again: , you regard him as a god and a saint, but in fact he is just a mediocre person who never knows that the more he does, the less he gets; the more he asks, the less he gets. Of course, Confucius is indeed worthy of a great ambition A man of Lingyun. Ni Shouqian is such a man." Mr. Heyi paused, then suddenly pointed at Di Gong and said, "And you, too!" Di Gong was shocked when he heard the words, he stood up in panic, and said cautiously: "There is something unclear about Wan Sheng, Mr. Shang Qing will point it out." Mr. Heyi also stood up and said, "I don't know one place? If there is one, there must be another. Now you are like a fisherman going up the mountain, and a woodcutter going down to the sea. How do you catch the fish and cut the firewood? A journey of a thousand miles begins with One step. I hope you keep your feet on the ground and take care of yourself. Don’t look for the near and the far away. Don’t do the stupid things of seeking fish from a tree, and you may be able to find the key to success one day. Excuse me!” Di Gonggong wanted to bow to his master to thank his master, but Heyi was there first, but he had already turned around and walked towards the back door. After waiting for his master to leave, Duke Di went out the front door.When they came to the gate of the garden, they saw Hong Canjun still sleeping soundly by the door, so they woke him up. Hong Canjun's eyes were sleepy, he rubbed, yawned, and said with a smile, "I slept so soundly and sweetly, and I had a good dream, dreaming about the childhood of my childhood sweetheart. In fact, I have long forgotten those past events. Appeared in a dream again!" Di Gong said: "There are many strange things here, let's go back!" The two returned silently to the original path, and after a while, they came to Qinglong Ridge again. Hong Canjun asked, "Master has been in the thatched cottage for a long time, has the hermit ever conspired with you to break the maze?" Di Gong nodded slightly, and replied: "According to his guidance, I know that the posthumous text on Ni Shouqian's scroll is indeed forged by others, and I also know that Ni Shouqian's resignation is indeed for a reason, and the whole case of Ding Huguo's death is full of twists and turns. Clearly understood." Hong Canjun wanted to go back to the source and ask for details, but seeing Di Gong's gloomy face, he swallowed the words again. After a short rest, the two came down the mountain and mounted their horses to return to the city. Ma Rong in the inner yamen recounted how he and Qiao Tai regained the leader of the Fanhu from the beginning to the end, saying that the two of them did a fake show, cooperated with each other tacitly, and that no one knew about the arrest. A conversation was told in detail, only the incident of his encounter with Turbe was omitted.He knew that Duke Dee had no interest in such matters. Di Gong listened intently, and after listening, his sad face disappeared, and he repeatedly praised: "Good! Good! The snake has no head and does not turn around. Now that U-Urjin is already in prison, the Hu soldiers dare not act rashly. We can act left and right. Coupon." Ma Rong reported again: "Tao Gan has invited Ni Qi to the county government office, and he is chatting with him over tea in the flower hall." Di Gong was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said to Hong Liang: "Hong Canjun. You go to the hall to meet Ni Qi. As I have urgent matters in hand, I can't get away for a while. Please wait for a while in the Yamen. Once I am free Go meet him now." Hong Canjun took the lead.Just as he was about to go out, Duke Di asked, "Hong Canjun, I sent you to inquire about Mrs. Li's whereabouts a few days ago. Is there any news?" "Master, I thought that Fang Jizhuo was born and raised here, and he has good eyes and ears. If I want to find out Mrs. Li's whereabouts, I can't compare with him, so I entrust this task to him again." Duke Di nodded, and then asked Ma Rong, "What happened to the corpse of Mrs. Ding and his wife?" "Reporting to my lord, according to the document, the pair of old men and women died of old age." Mr. Di got up and changed his clothes, crowned and girded, and dressed neatly.Suddenly he said to Ma Rong: "I heard that you have studied boxing sticks from famous teachers since you were young. Ten years ago, you were known as a ninth-level knuckle master. I don't know if this is true?" When Ma Rong heard this, his eyebrows danced with joy, without any complacency, he said: "Master, there is indeed such a thing." "When you were a beginner, how did you comment on the teacher?" Ma Rong frowned and thought about it for a while, and replied: "The teacher is powerful and powerful, and he is the lord of the martial arts. He owes me as much as a mountain, and I have great admiration for him. He is tough and strict, and I am not afraid of hardships. I study hard. However, when he competes with me, blocking my killer is effortless, and breaking my door is easy, I admire him, but I often hate him because he always beats me." Di Gong smiled lightly and said: "What a pair of mentors and apprentices! This afternoon, I met a man in the Longevity Mountain in the southern suburbs. This man gave me a bittersweet meal, which made me feel very sorry, but I dare not explain it to myself. Now I have something in my heart but you said it!" Ma Rong couldn't understand the meaning of Di Gong's words.However, he was really flattered by this compliment, and with a loud smile, he opened the curtain leading to the courtroom.Di Gong swayed out of the inner office and entered the lobby.

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