From the World of Uncle Nine, The Heavens Summon Gods to Refining Generals

Chapter 85

"Okay, okay, I agree, I agree."

Perhaps out of fear of being beaten again, Ma San quickly nodded and agreed to Shen Lipu's conditions.

So the next four people packed up their things and then followed Ma San back to his home.

Majialou.

It is a small village located on the north side of Renjia Town, with about 150 households. The west of the village is consistent with Renjia Town, and there are mountains, and further north is a small river.

The overall layout is surrounded by mountains and rivers, making it a good Feng Shui treasure land.

Walking into the village, Shen Lipu could see the rural houses of this era.

Most of them are houses made of earth and wood, some of them are made of adobe, and some of them are made of wood and bamboo.

There are a small number of brick-and-tile houses, but there are none like the brick-and-tile houses in Renjia Town.

After arriving at the place, Ma San enthusiastically stood at the door of the house and let a few people inside: "Please, Taoist priest, please."

He is not such an unreasonable person, Qiu Shengwen gave him an analysis of the beating just now, although he was still a little bit upset, but his anger has generally subsided.

At this moment, I have something to ask for from others, so naturally I can't show off my bad face to others.

"Ok!"

Shen Lipu agreed, but did not rush inside, but looked around.

This yard is a bit strange.

For houses in this era, the average floor of a bamboo house would not be more than three meters, let alone an earthen house. It would be good if it could be two and a half meters.

As for the height of the gate and the courtyard wall, there is no need to say more. They are basically mud walls of more than one meter, or simply a low fence made of wood, and the height is only more than one meter at most.

But Masanjia is different. When Shen Lipu looked up, first of all, the courtyard wall was very high. Although it was an earthen wall and had undergone a long period of weathering, it could be seen that it was not an ordinary mud wall, but a serious rammed earth wall.

This kind of rammed earth wall was a technology for building city walls in ancient times. As for the city wall made entirely of bricks and stones, it only appeared much later.

At a glance, this wall is as high as the pass at the main entrance of Masanjia. The pass at a normal person's home is basically much higher than the courtyard wall.

Secondly, the courtyard wall is very wide. Masanjia faces south, and the courtyard wall is 30 meters long from east to west.

Therefore, not to mention looking at it from a close distance, even from a distance, the courtyard walls of the Masanjia are very exaggerated and outrageous, just like a city wall.

Seeing that Shen Lipu didn't speak or come in, but kept staring at the wall of his courtyard, Ma San immediately knew what was going on.

Every time outsiders come to visit this courtyard wall of their house, they will look at it curiously. His father had explained it to outsiders many times before when he was alive.

When he was in charge, due to the uneven ground these years, there were a lot fewer people traveling north and south, so he seldom spoke to people.

But speaking less to others doesn't mean that he doesn't speak to others. He has been exposed to it since he was a child, so he naturally knows what to say.

Ma San smiled and said to Shen Lipu: "Master Daoist, does this courtyard wall look strange to you?"

"It's a little strange. Why is your wall so high?"

Shen Lipu looked at Ma San suspiciously.

"Haha, that's how it is. This courtyard wall was built under the auspices of the ancestor, Lord Jishen. His family name was Xin Youke scholar in the 13th year of Jiaqing.

Of course, the old man is interested in the imperial examination. After he won the scholar, he wanted to build a manor here. Unexpectedly, he would not make any progress in the imperial examination. Gaozu was discouraged and did not continue to build. "

"That's right!"

Shen Lipu sighed with emotion, and then said silently: "It's another story of a family in decline. Needless to say, the gate was definitely not like this back then. It must be that the descendants were unworthy and didn't even protect the gate."

Knowing what was going on here, Shen Lipu didn't stay too long, and several people followed Ma San into the courtyard.

What came into view were five dilapidated houses, but overall they were passable. Although they were no longer glamorous due to the age, they were much better than the grass houses and adobe houses outside.

The ground is overgrown with weeds, and a few trees stand alone in the middle of the yard, making it look a little lonely.

The reason why I say it is dilapidated is because the house and yard have obviously not been taken care of for a long time.

On the side of the five rooms in the main room, there is an aisle about three meters wide.

Obviously, there are courtyards with two or even three entrances in the back.

"No wonder it's so big."

Shen Lipu thought secretly.

"Please, Daoist, please, both of you."

Ma San still enthusiastically let several people into the main hall, and then busily served bowls and poured water.

Seeing him busy around alone, Shen Lipu asked a little strangely: "What's going on with Ma San? At home..."

"Ah, so it is."

Wen Cai was the first to say: "Ma San's wife passed away early last year, and he has no children, so that's how it is."

At this time, Ma San also came in with a teapot and tea bowl, poured tea for several people one by one, and said rather embarrassedly: "Master Dao, please forgive me for the shabby house."

"Ma San, have you read the book?"

Shen Lipu saw that he had changed his accent immediately after introducing the house, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Haha, no!"

Ma San smiled embarrassedly and said: "No, I learned these words from my father in the past. When the old man was alive, he always talked like this whenever guests came."

Thinking about it, Ma San's dress and temperament are not like those who have studied at all, and now he suddenly speaks carefully, probably from elementary school.

After they drank a few sips of tea, Ma San went out and called some neighbors of the same clan who were close to him to help with cooking.

The so-called cooking here actually means arranging banquets at home. This is a small village, not comparable to Renjia Town.

So every wedding, funeral, or visitor, I would cook a few dishes at my own home.

Compared with the banquets in big restaurants, these dishes are generally more homely and ordinary, but they are not easy to fix.

Therefore, it is appropriate to ask neighbors and fellow residents for help, which is also a common practice in rural society today.

When Qiusheng and Wencai came here before, the reason why they were not treated this way was that they were not treated as adults.

They are all within three townships and five miles, so no one knows who.

Not to mention anything else, the previous incident of old man Ren swindling a corpse caused not only the Ren family town but also the Majialou village to be surrounded by soldiers. At night, everyone hid in their homes and did not dare to go out.

Regarding this incident, although there are all kinds of rumors from the outside world, the general statement is relatively clear.

Uncle Jiu and Shen Lipu were the main people who surrendered Mrs. Ren and Mrs. Ren, and this matter has already spread throughout the neighborhood.

Therefore, Shen Lipu naturally has this treatment.

Soon, Ma San presided over the cooking of several dishes, and invited some close friends to accompany the wine.

(End of this chapter)