Chapter 25 Section 3 The Lonely Garden in the Populus euphratica Forest

Back in Yunlu, Lu Buwei immediately ordered Yue Jianwu to bring a few capable deacons to visit the zither player in the Populus euphratica forest by the lake in the south of the city, and must report back before noon tomorrow.Without Yue Jian leaving, Lu Buwei summoned the old servant who was originally the chief deacon of Lu's Trading Company in Handan, and told him to take someone to clean up the newly bought residence, and immediately move out of Huyuyunlu after three to five days.After everything was settled, Lu Buwei boarded the chariot and hurried to meet Xue Gong and Mao Gong. Although Xue Gong did not move out of his old residence, he followed Lu Buwei's advice, got out of the wine business, and accepted the adjacent three-in-one courtyard that Lu Buwei bought for him.The two courtyards were opened up, and the eldest son lived in the original small courtyard with an old brewer to maintain the "Ganmao Xue" wine shop.Xue Gong and his wife took their youngest daughter to live in the Sanjin courtyard.Mr. Mao was originally single, so he stubbornly refused Lu Buwei's purchase of a residence for him, so he happily lived in Mr. Xue's back garden, saying that it would be better to be happy alone than to save himself from the daily burden of fireworks!In ordinary days, apart from planning and running around for Ying Yiren, the two would gather to drink and play chess under the thatched pavilion in the back garden, having a great time.

When Lu Buwei entered the garden, he saw two elders arguing about how to kill a corner with red faces.After watching silently for a while, Lu Buwei understood the mystery, picked up a sunspot and hit it with a "crack!"Mr. Mao was stunned for a moment, and then he yelled loudly: "Oh, good! Your old brother is capable, why didn't he see this step? Isn't this a dead move!" Mr. Xue laughed loudly: "You saw it, It's just messing around!" Mao Gong arched his hands together: "Sir, this trick is amazing! I have no reputation for being a god, ashamed!" Xue Gong teased: "Your god is a gamble, but when will you be so good at chess?" Already?" Lu Buwei laughed and said, "The key to the chess game is to calculate the way when you are about to fight. Mr. Mao's overall situation is excellent, but these corners have nothing to do with the overall situation. It is only for fighting and calculating the way, so it is careless. But Wei Wei's calculations are not bad. , so I can see it clearly, how can there be any other!" The three laughed, and Xue Gong called his daughter to make tea.

After drinking two cups of hot tea, Lu Buwei had roughly explained the reason for Ying Yiren's distraction, and finally said: "It seems that it's not a big deal, it's just homesickness. I have sent the deacon Yue to visit this person and lead him to have sex with the young master. The friendship of a bosom friend, forgive me, you can calm your nerves. What do you two think?" Xue Gong said with a smile: "This is good, with the singing, it also saves Mao Gong's high-ranking and widowed songs." But Mao Gong just stared at his old eyes and shook his head silently.

"Mr. Mao thinks otherwise?" Lu Buwei asked with a smile. "Exactly." Mr. Mao said with a rare seriousness, "this old man is rarely in a catastrophe, so he understands this kind of state of mind. It's hard for you to understand. When young people encounter great changes, there are two ways to grow up: or be wild and uninhibited. An old man, or depressing his mind like a son. Those like the old lady, wandering, wandering and playing with life, indulge in evil and indulge in wanton venting. Over time, the pain at a young age has turned into a thick callus. People like the son are different. Indulgence No, there is no way to vent, and I have suffered all the heat and coldness of the world, but I can only hold it in my heart, but if there is an outlet, I am afraid that there will be many entanglements, and it will not be settled in a hurry."

"Entanglement? As for what?" Lu Buwei was a little at a loss, "What is Mao Gong's intention?" "Hehe, from today's perspective, Mr. Mao is good at work and neglects love." Mao Gong smiled secretly, "First, this person left home and left the country as a young man, and has never been comforted by family affection. Second, this person He was young and established, and has never had the pleasure of lust between men and women. Third, this person is a prince and grandson with a talent for singing and music, but he suffers from the soundless dogs and horses, bells, and tripods. All these things are like an iceberg in his heart. To this day, It's all in the word 'tough'. If it is induced and not handled properly, it will be a heartbreak, and the menacing situation will be unstoppable, and the master will waste all his previous efforts!"

"Let's be honest, how can you call it improper handling?" Xue Gong interjected urgently. "For example, if the zither player is a woman, it will be a big trouble." "Whimsical!" Xue Gong clapped the case, "Qin Zheng is rough and grand, how can there be a woman who handles this thing?" "Hey," Mao Gong shook his head secretly, "It's hard to say what's going on in the world." Suddenly, Lu Buwei remembered the name "God Born Mao Gong".Although it is a name well-known by gamblers, there are strange rumors about Mao Gong's various prophets circulating in Handan.Who can say that what is said at this time is not the result of supernatural powers?Thinking of this, Lu Buwei smiled and said: "If it is a woman, then I will teach you to follow a different person, or a wife or concubine, so that the left and right sons can be at ease."

"Hey, I have to say this slowly." Mao Gong solemnly shook his huge white head, "If sir wants the son to be the king and the king, don't promise a wife lightly. A wife is also a queen. The mother of the country, the head of Kun, and the master of the palace. If you have a rift with your husband, there will be endless troubles." "Overseas strange talk!" Lu Buwei couldn't help laughing, "Wife of a foreigner, does she still have the same heart as me?" "Not with me, but with Mr." "It's far away." Xue Gong shook his hand, "As long as the master is prepared, so what if it's a woman? If there are bosom friends on the left and right, the son can be at peace. The important thing is to plan the next step."

"That's right." Lu Buwei smiled leisurely, "The two gentlemen only care about planning, I should be cautious about the son's peace of mind. It's getting late, and Buwei has to take care of the other side, and move into a new house in the future and hang out with the two gentlemen." After saying that, he said goodbye. went. It was the first shift when I returned to Yunlu, and the old servant of Yiren Mansion sent someone to report: After taking the medicine, the young master fell into a deep sleep, and the doctor said he would not wake up for a day or two.Lu Buwei's heart was relaxed, he drank a pot alone and lay down peacefully on the couch, but when he woke up, he could no longer sleep on his pillow, took a shower and went out for a walk, but saw the stars twinkling, frost and mist, it was the darkest time of dawn.Strolling out of the bamboo fence, the tents of the deacons and servants have no lights, did Yue Jianwu come back or not get up?With a flash of thought, Lu Buwei smiled.Is the news about a zither player so important?Lu Buwei is also Lu Buwei, are you bewitched too?While mocking himself, he was stubbornly guessing and trying to figure out the mysterious zither player. It's really funny.After carefully recollecting the day's affairs, Lu Buwei's heart suddenly brightened, by the way, it's Mao Gong!It's that abrupt woman topic!Ever since he decided to live in Yingyiren and put it into action, Lu Buwei has never thought about Yingyiren's situation from the perspective of male and female lust. If it weren't for Mao Gong's words, perhaps Te would never have thought of it.If he had thought about it back then, that clever Mohu would have given it to Ying Yiren...

"Sir, the zither player is still missing." Lu Buwei, who was walking alone, suddenly turned around, saw that it was a young deacon, and asked, "Where is Deacon Yue?" "Deacon Yue and his three brothers are still investigating, and they will report back at midday." "Who is the owner of that garden in the forest?" "It's an abandoned mansion, no one lived in it twenty years ago." "Okay." Lu Buwei nodded with a smile, "I've ordered the cook to prepare Manjing Niu Tea Cakes and wait for them at any time. It's cold at night, so go and drink a few bowls first, sweat profusely before going to bed."

"Thank you, sir!" The young man cupped his hands and went away. At noon, Yue Jianwu came back to report, saying that there was no Qin Zheng operator in the merchant family in the south of the city. He asked all the restaurants, guest houses, government offices and mansions one by one. The owner of the abandoned courtyard is also uncertain. Only an old merchant said that this courtyard was once a general's mansion fifty or sixty years ago, and no one lived thereafter.Lu Buwei saw Yue Jianwu's guilty face, so he laughed and said, "It's fine if there's no trace, I'm really afraid that he will appear from time to time to disturb you. It's all right today, go get a full sleep first." Yue Jianwu said with emotion He said: "Just an hour, sir, call me anytime if you need something." Then he strode away in a hurry.

Feeling relaxed, Lu Buwei was going to visit Ying Yiren. The horses and chariots were ready to go out, but the old deacon ran over: "Wait a minute, Mr. Wuming Yushu!" Lu Buwei was surprised: "Who sent it? No name left The old deacon gasped and said, "If it wasn't the servants of Hu Yu who added fur to the roof of the big tent, no one would know it, it's so weird!" Lu Buwei couldn't help laughing: "Such a naughty method, can you use it?" Have a serious one? Open the seal and have a look." The old deacon took out a slender and shiny notebook carving knife from his leather bag, and carefully peeled off the mud seal of the copper tube, but what he pulled out was a roll of white silk, which he shook and swept away. He handed it over at a glance: "Sir, this is a private book, I should not read it." Lu Buwei took it in doubt, only to see a red heart on the white silk!After looking closely, it turned out that the red letter was wound into a big red heart, but from the bottom of my heart, it was a letter of poetry: Suddenly, Lu Buwei's heart skipped a beat!After thinking quietly for a moment, he turned around and ordered: "Old Deacon, after Deacon Yue wakes up, invite him to visit the son's mansion, and report back immediately if there is any dissatisfaction. I have something important to go out for half a day." After saying that, he jumped into the car and flew away After leaving the Yunlu grassland, I came straight to the south of the city. There is a large lake in the south gate of Handan, which is a living water lake imported from Niushoushui outside the city. Zhao people call it "Nanchi".Nanchi runs across Handan from east to west, and four streets criss-cross in the north of the pool to form a big "well" character. This is the commercial area of ​​Handan, and the Chinese call it "well-shaped square".On the north shore of the easternmost part of Nanchi is a Populus euphratica forest with an area of ​​300 to 400 mu. The lanes in the forest are criss-crossed, and there are large and small courtyard mansions. This is the foreign merchants' area in Handan. It is said that the flow of people here is as uncertain as the clouds in the sky. Although he is not from Zhao, Lu Buwei is very familiar with this area. He drove along the lakeside avenue into the Populus euphratica forest in the east, parked his car at a carriage and horse farm in the forest, and hurried to the depths of the Populus euphratica forest.The autumn air is bleak, and each Populus euphratica is a quivering flame, and the red leaves are falling under the feet. Being in the forest is like drifting into the boundless sea of ​​fire and bathing in the sunset clouds all over the sky.At this moment, Lu Buwei had no intention of appreciating the wonders of autumn. He just followed the path Ying Yiren said to a remote bluestone path. tall buildings.Gradually approaching, a circle of gray stone walls is in front of you.Lu Buwei walked around the stone wall, and as Ying Yiren said, it was a dead wall with no door to enter. In the afternoon, the setting sun passed through the trees and sprinkled little by little in the forest. Lu Buwei finally found the traces left on the wall when the original door was opened and sealed.Looking carefully along the "gateway", except for the flying red leaves and yellow and white withered grass, there is no trace to be found on the ground. When he was wondering, Lu Buwei suddenly felt something strange under his feet. He pushed aside the fallen leaves and saw a round stone pillar three to five inches high on the grass!Lu Buwei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked around Shi Dun to look at it carefully.Suddenly, he saw a white cloud-like pattern floating leisurely towards the setting sun on the forehead of the brown stone pillar! Try it out.Lu Buwei muttered a word of composure, knelt down and hugged Shi Dun tightly with both hands, and spun his hand to the west vigorously, Shi Dun only clicked and spun half a circle, and then stopped moving again.As soon as he let go, Shi Dun turned around again, looking back at the "portal" of the stone wall, but there was no movement.After thinking for a while, he squatted down and turned again. Shi Dun rattled and turned more than half a circle and rattled back.With a flash of light in his heart, Lu Buwei suddenly understood that this was the Mohist's Fangyuan Four Seasons Technique: one turn is closer to the circle than the other, and the fourth turn can be turned full and full!Thinking clearly, Lu Buwei immediately cheered up, and made another two turns with all his strength. Just when Shi Dun turned back with a clatter of the fourth turn, the "gate" of the south stone wall opened rumblingly! "Okay!" Lu Buwei straightened up, only to see the weeds swaying on the steps behind the door, and a tall bluestone shadow wall was impressively across the steps to block the view.Striding past the screen wall, Lu Buwei couldn't help being a little surprised—on the North Terrace stood a black and white mottled wooden building that had endured wind, frost, rain and snow, with a row of low stone slab houses on each side. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves and rustled, and the courtyard was silent. .The courtyard is simple and simple. The stone floor that has not been completely covered by fallen leaves is very clean, and there is not a single weed in the gaps. Although it is not clean, it is not as barren as Ying Yiren said. It is obvious that someone often cleans it up. "The guest has entered the master's house, is anyone there?" Lu Buwei asked loudly, and there was an echo in the courtyard. After a moment of hesitation, Lu Buwei entered the courtyard.The two rows of slate houses were empty, and the heavy door of the wooden building was pushed open, and with a bang, a cloud of dust scattered head-on.After the smoke and dust cleared, Lu Buwei walked in cautiously and looked around. Although the building was empty, there was no dust. There were four whitish straw mats in the middle. Although there is rust on both sides of the sticky copper sheet, there is a bright color in the middle.Lu Buwei no longer hesitated, stepped on the red felt wooden ladder to the upstairs, and a light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes! The floor is covered with straw mats in the east half of the hall. In the mat is a wooden table of natural color. On the table are neatly placed carving knives, bamboo slips, stone inkstones and bamboo pens. On the left hand is a paperweight pressing a three-foot-square sheepskin picture.Behind the case was a narrow military couch, with a solid mahogany sword stand beside the couch, on which lay a three-foot sword that looked like a Wu hook, and the scabbard wrapped in copper hoop had turned dark black.There are few things, but it permeates the simplicity and hard work of the old master.What is inconsistent with this is that the west side of the hall is separated by a floor-to-ceiling white gauze curtain, the floor is paved with red felt, and there is a huge copper couch against the wall. In the open space near the window is an exquisite jade table. , except for the beautiful and splendid cushion behind the case, there is nothing on the case.Although there are only a few of them, they are completely different from the style of the old masters in the eastern half. Suddenly, Lu Buwei couldn't help laughing.The breeze blows, and a familiar breath blows by, who is it if it's not her?This little girl!Walking to the tent in front of the bed and shrugging his nose, Lu Buwei's heart trembled!Yes, it was the unique body fragrance that he would never forget!After a little thought, Lu Buwei took out a copper pipe from his leather bag, unscrewed the cap and poured out a piece of charcoal, walked to the west wall in two steps, and slapped two lines of characters—— After finishing writing, he went downstairs and went out, restored the organ to a stone wall, and returned to Yunlu.