The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 10 The Magical Use of Glass Mirrors

The house was very simple, and before it was tidied up, Sun Jie put those bamboo beds in the middle of the bedroom, covered with quilts brought from modern times.

These quilts are just some common things in modern times, the materials are very common, and they can only keep out the cold.

In Sun Jie's eyes, these beddings were nothing more than that, but in the eyes of people like Chen Hu, they were simply not too good.

When did they come from poor military households see such a good quilt?

Printed quilts and comfortable mattresses are simply happiness in the world.

As before, sleep in groups when sleeping, and no matter what time of day, there will be two vigils in case of accidents.

They have already entered the city, and the danger is almost negligible, but out of instinct, Chen Hu is still worried.

The night gradually deepened, and Zhou Da had already returned to the Prince Qin's mansion.

The Prince Qin's Mansion is very large, and it was built on the foundation of the imperial city in the Tang Dynasty.

There is no way for a manager like Zhou Da to enter the core level of power in the Qin Palace, so the place where he lives is a hut in the front courtyard.

Everyone has dreams, so does Zhou Da.

His dream is to enter the core layer of power in King Qin's mansion. As long as he leaves his name with King Qin and tries his best to get in touch with King Qin, he will never be able to enjoy the glory and wealth in the future.

Every year on three festivals and two birthdays, he would visit King Qin together with the servants of the mansion, but he had never visited King Qin alone.

There are countless stewards like him in the palace. In addition to the field mu stewards, there are also purchasing stewards, charcoal fire stewards, and so on.

After all, he was just an ordinary steward of the outer court. Without orders from above, he could only be active in the outer court. If he entered the inner court without a reason, he would be punished.

People have to work hard for their own future in their whole life, Zhou Da thinks so.

His room is much better than ordinary servants. Seven or eight servants are crowded into one room, but he has an independent room, and the area is not small.

Under the small ice river, it was still very cold at night, and there was a brazier in the room, which burned silver carbon charcoal from the palace in previous years.

Usually reluctant to use it, I took it out tonight.

The candles in the room were burning brightly. From the outside, it looked bright.

A nobleman came up tonight, a eunuch from the inner courtyard.

The eunuch was wearing a splendid red robe, with a white face and beardless, about 30 years old.

He stood in front of the table, took the mineral water bottle that Zhou Da got from Sun Jie, put it under the candle, and looked at it carefully.

Don't dare to get too close, for fear that the treasure will be burned by the flames.

It was placed too far away and could not be observed. The eunuch carefully controlled the distance inside.

"This thing is really a treasure of the fairy family. Not only is it crystal clear, but it is also so frivolous, it can be broken by blows, it's a godsend!" The eunuch's face was full of excitement, and the greed in his eyes turned into substance.

"Godfather, this is specially made by my son to honor you. Today I went out to inspect the fields during the day, but I didn't expect to meet a fairy on the way. The fairy was moved by my son's sincerity and rewarded him with such a treasure.

The fairy said that no matter what kind of water it is, as long as it is put in, it will become divine water, and if it is taken daily, it will prolong life. "

Zhou Da stood hunched next to the eunuch, with a flattering expression on his face.

The following words were all made up by Zhou Daxin.

"Really?" The eunuch came back to his senses, his brows stretched and his eyes narrowed.

The eunuch is a eunuch in charge of the inner courtyard, named Lin Hou'er, who is in charge of the palace's food and beverage expenses.

To a certain extent, the palace of the Ming Dynasty was a small palace, and the configuration of eunuchs inside was roughly the same as that of the palace.

These institutions have been in existence since the Hongwu period. In the first few years, they were all filled by civil servants, and they all ate the salary of the imperial court.

Since the beginning of Jiajing, the number of princes in the world has been increasing day by day. When the country was founded more than ten times, the burden is increasing day by day. Therefore, Emperor Jiajing ordered the abolition of various regulations in the palace, and the palace itself is responsible for it.

It was also from then on that the palace began to appoint eunuchs wantonly.

Zhou Daneng was able to get a job as a farm manager, largely because of this godfather named Lin Hou'er.

Zhou Da was older than Lin Hou'er, but when he was called godfather, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Although it is a royal palace, the intensity of the struggle for power and profit is not less than that of the imperial palace.

"This kind of treasure is really good, you child, you really make my father happy!" Lin Hou'er smiled and stretched out his hand, and Zhou Da quickly handed over his head.

"Not bad!"

Lin Hou'er petted Zhou Da's head like petting a dog.

"but!"

Lin Hou'er changed his tone, and the smile on his face disappeared a lot.

This only made Zhou Da's heart skip a beat, and he quickly asked, "Does Godfather have any questions?"

"You said you saw a fairy? Is it a real fairy or a fake fairy? There are not many people in this world who can see a fairy!"

Putting the bottle into his bosom, Lin Hou'er showed his naked face.

Anyway, he is also a person who hangs around in the palace, and knows something, so he won't be fooled by the word "immortal".

This thing is miraculous, but it is definitely not a gift from a "fairy".

"It's a god, my son can vouch for it!"

Zhou Da knelt on the ground and bit him to death.

Zhou Da is also a smart person, and the origin of this kind of thing can only be of maximum value if he firmly grasps it in his own hands.

If you tell the origin of this thing, then this matter has nothing to do with yourself.

From now on, Lin Hou'er can kick himself out directly, and all his thoughts will be in vain.

If you firmly hold the channel in your own hands, your position will be deeply rooted.

Lin Hou'er tried every means to intimidate and lure him, but Zhou Da's mouth was tight and he didn't say anything.

There was no other way but to help Zhou Da up with a smile, and he couldn't force him too much.

"Hahaha, being a father just now was just testing your filial piety. I didn't expect that what your son said is true. From now on, as a father, you have to rely on your son!"

It's as if the incident just now didn't happen, and it's as if it's really Zhou Da's father.

Zhou Daxi smiled: "My son understands, my son understands!"

It was very late at night, and Lin Hou'er was sent away by Zhou Da with the bottle in his mouth.

Seeing the direction in which Lin Hou'er disappeared, Zhou Da snorted coldly: "Hmph, but you have no eggs, if it weren't for your status, it would be a dream for a person like you to want to be my godfather!"

After speaking, he spit on the ground and went back to the house.

Lin Hou'er walked into the inner courtyard, with his hands in his arms, tightly holding the bottle in his inner garment, with a smile on his face.

"Dedicate this thing to the lord, and I, Lin Houer, will be one step closer to the chief eunuch of the palace. As for Zhang Shen, an old man, it's time to go down!"

Humming Shaanxi Qin Opera softly, Lin Hou'er's footsteps are windy.

The sun jumped out of the ground, Sun Jie took Chen Hu and the others out of the house after a simple breakfast.

Not far next door is Xi'an Fuxue, and to the west of Xi'an Fuxue is Chang'an County School.

Although it was a year of turmoil, it was only the "mud legs" who were in turmoil, and the gentry and landlords were still alive and well.

Young students can be seen everywhere on this street, they are wearing beautiful clothes, walking through the street recklessly.

Ninety-nine out of ten people who could afford to read in ancient times were from rich families.

Ordinary farmers can't even afford to consume paper for writing, let alone "valuable" books.

Several "brothels" can be seen everywhere on the street. "Prostitute sex" was the favorite activity of literati and bureaucrats in the late Ming Dynasty, among which "Yangzhou thin horse" was the most sought-after.

"Prostitute sex" is an elegant thing in this era, so naturally it will not arouse the contempt of outsiders.

Ordinary people who pass by the brothel will not feel disgusted, or even envious.

Brothels in this era not only "sell meat", in addition to having a good face, they also have to be able to recite poems, play chess, calligraphy and painting.

The land in the northwest is not as good as the southeast, where the music is prevalent, nor is it much worse.

Walking in front of these brothels, one's ears are full of melodious sounds, the exaggeration in the melody makes people feel like they are in a prosperous age, as if those hungry people outside the city are all vain.

Sun Jie shook his head and walked past these places.

Liang Wu followed behind Sun Jie, stretched his neck, and tried his best to look into the brothel.

The smell of powder in the air made him flush.

Chen Hu kicked him and scolded: "You picky bastard, my lord is in front, how dare you think about these things?"

Liang Wu rubbed his own butt, and replied again and again, saying that he couldn't watch it.

After 5 minutes of heat, after a while, the eyes were attracted by these brothels again.

Yansui Town, a prosperous place in the northwest of Xi'an, suffers from bitter cold and sandstorms. When did you see this?
How could Liang Wu, who was still a boy, not be attracted?
Going west along the street is Nanmen Street.

The road suddenly became wider, and the potholed road suddenly turned into a smooth bluestone road.

There are two avenues that intersect horizontally and vertically in Xi'an Fucheng, intersecting in a cross shape, connecting the four streets of Xi'an Fucheng, namely "Beimen Street", "Nanmen Street", "Ximen Street" and "Dongmen Street".

This is the face of Xi'an Fucheng. The two avenues are all paved with bluestone slabs.

Coming to the intersection of the street and Nanmen Street, Sun Jie looked around.

To the west is the "Qing Military Procuratorate", that is, to patrol the censor's office, and to the north is the Yongxing Palace.

King Yongxing is the Xiaozong of Qin Fan, belonging to the county king level.

In the Ming Dynasty, Xi’an Mansion was said to be rich in the east and poor in the west. It was divided into two parts by "Beimen Street" and "Nanmen Street".

The further you go west, the more houses there are.

Passing through Nanmen Street, Sun Jie walked into a not-so-spacious street.

Close to the main road of Xi'an Mansion, although there are not so many government and royal mansions on this street, it is still very prosperous.

Looking around on the street, Sun Jie's eyes were on a shop plaque called "Jinshi Baoyuzhai".

You can tell what's going on just by looking at the name, and Sun Jie recognized it as an antique character play shop at a glance.

After touching the glass mirror in his arms, Sun Jie walked in.

Chen Hu and the others hurriedly followed behind Sun Jie, looking around vigilantly.

"My lord! You invited me!"

As soon as he walked in, the shop boy came running over.

"People often say that the talented people in the south and the generals in the north are buried in the loess in Guanzhong. In our store, there are Zhou, Qin, Han and Tang Dynasties, and five dynasties, Song and Yuan. My lord, what do you want?
In addition to antique characters, our shop also has daily goods, bronze mirrors and basins, copper locks and copper rings, porcelain glass, Western spices, grassland fur, Liaodong ginseng..." The shop boy said with a smile.

Sun Jie sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect the strength to be so strong, it's exactly what I asked for."

Antique calligraphy has existed in ancient and modern times, Zhao Mingcheng, the husband of the famous poetess Li Qingzhao, is a famous antique connoisseur.

"Why are you still selling such an ordinary item?" Sun Jie asked.

The waiter in the shop smiled and said, "It's good to play with antique characters, but not many people can afford them. Sell some daily necessities to make ends meet!"

Sun Jie nodded and said, "Then show me the bronze mirror in your store!"

The waiter in the shop immediately brought Sun Jie to a quaint counter.

Not at all like the counter of later generations, just a clumsy wooden cabinet with some black lacquered boxes on it.

The waiter took out a key from his pocket and opened a wooden box.

A bronze mirror appeared in front of Sun Jie.

The bronze mirror in front of me was the size of a palm, without any exquisite patterns on it, it was just an ordinary mirror with a wooden handle.

I can see the figure clearly, not very clearly, but it is enough, but it is a little distorted. It looks like the face is a little distorted. If you look at it for a long time, you will even feel dizzy.

"This mirror is the best seller in my family. It is a good dowry item for ordinary people's homes. It is priced at three taels of silver!" The shop waiter began to introduce again.

"Three taels of silver! Grandma's! Really expensive!"

Chen Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes widened in surprise.

"This is a bronze mirror. It's made of copper. Of course it's expensive. It costs a lot of money for such a big copper, let alone polished so bright!" The waiter in the shop was not angry, but still patiently explained.

Sun Jie shook his head, and continued: "No, your bronze mirror is too blurry, do you have a clearer one!"

"Yes, of course there is!"

The waiter hurriedly took out a few more bronze mirrors, but he still couldn't satisfy Sun Jie.

Not long after, there were more than a dozen bronze mirrors on the counter, none of which satisfied Sun Jie.

"Guest officer, your request is a little too much. Where in the world is there a mirror that is thin and light enough to tell people? Aren't you embarrassing me?" The waiter was a little upset.

The mirror that Sun Jie wants is a mirror that "light can tell people, and the details of people will be revealed, clean and new".

But the bronze mirrors of this era simply cannot meet this requirement.

The store manager came out from behind the main counter. He looked at Sun Jie and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency doesn't seem like a rascal. Why do you make things difficult for my family? Bronze mirrors are like this. heard about it!"

Sun Jie smiled slightly and said, "If so?"

"If there is, I will give you a bronze mirror for free!" The shopkeeper pointed to the bronze mirrors on the counter and said angrily.

The shopkeeper did not believe that there would be such a mirror in the world.

"A word is settled!"

Sun Jie agreed, and stretched his right hand into his bosom.

The shopkeeper looked at Sun Jie with a contemptuous expression, he thought Sun Jie was playing tricks.

Sun Jie slowly took his right hand out of his arms, and a corner of the mirror appeared in front of everyone. At this moment, a ray of sunlight happened to shine on the mirror.

The light was refracted by the mirror, and a bright spot of light was reflected on the shopkeeper's face.

"Hiss, what is this? Why is it so bright?!"

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