Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 72 Long Pavilion Even Shorter Pavilion

Wang Heng slept until daylight. When he got up, he saw Xiaocai still sleeping soundly. He quickly shook him awake and said, "Brother Yueting is going to return to his hometown by boat today, so don't oversleep and miss the morning light. "

The two of them washed up briefly and then rushed to Tangliyuan. Yueting had packed his luggage and was greeting everyone in the theater troupe.Seeing the two people coming in, he picked up the baggage and said, "Let's go. Don't send them away."

After going out of the south gate and walking to Zhouqiao, the boatman of the Wang family had already parked his boat on the revetment.

Yueting carried the luggage onto the boat and waved to the two of them: "Remember our previous agreement at Mohua Village in Yunjian County. You must come to keep the appointment."

Both of them said: "Definitely."

As Yueting waved his hand, he was stunned. Looking towards the embankment, Wang Heng followed his gaze and saw a beautiful Taoist nun standing under the old willow tree on the embankment.

Yueting asked the boatman to wait for a moment. He went to say goodbye to an old friend, so he jumped off the sampan and walked to the old willow tree.

The rustling autumn wind ruffled the Taoist nun's soft hair at the temples. She was dressed in a sky-blue Taoist robe, and her black hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin. She was elegant and out of the ordinary, and her temperament was completely different from before.

"Hongyun, that day in the tunnel of Wangti Academy, it was all thanks to your rescue that I saved my life." Yueting met her eyes.

"You know?" Hongyun was a little surprised: "At that time, you had already fainted."

Yueting's thoughts fluctuated and he said: "Before I fainted, I smelled a jasmine fragrance, which was like the smell of Youlanzhai's jasmine powder. Who else here uses Hangzhou's Youlanzhai fragrance powder."

"What's going on? What about Youlanzhai's jasmine powder?" Hongyun was full of doubts.

Yueting felt infinitely melancholy and said: "You have always liked the scent of jasmine, but you couldn't even bear to buy the fragrant powder that the salesman picked up for five cents a cake, so I bought a few boxes from Youlanzhai in Hangzhou Prefecture and put them in the salesman's box. He said that a fellow countryman of mine lost money in business and went back to his hometown to pay for it, but you, a country girl, actually believed it."

Hongyun Miaomu smiled and said: "Ah, so that's how I exposed myself. Do you still remember that there is a line in "The Story of the White Crane", about breaking a piece of steamed bun in half? You can't sing this line well. Actually, I can't blame you. You have never been truly poor, so you cannot express the feeling of being extremely poor."

Yueting said with regret: "I have returned to my hometown to farm. I'm afraid I won't delve into these gorgeous water mill tunes again in the future."

Hong Yun nodded and said, "Your voice is a little thin. If you practice too hard, you might lose your voice. You already have a house and land at home. If you manage these things well, it's better than anything else."

Yueting gently stroked Hongyun's flowing hair at her temples and said, "Sister Hongyun, I'm leaving."

Just as he was about to turn around, Hongyun looked sad and said: "All the things I did in the past were all due to my inability to control myself. Don't treat me like a snake or a scorpion."

Yueting was silent for a long time, and then said warmly: "Sister Hongyun, you have a miserable life experience, and your fortune is bumpy, like a branch in the wind or a falling tree in the rain. If you want to compete for the top, if you want to be appreciated by the powerful, it's all yours." As long as you are truly at peace in your heart, I will always remember the happy past between you and me, and I only wish you a healthy and smooth life."

After that, he turned around and jumped on the boat. Seeing that Wang Heng and the others were still on the shore, he waved vigorously again.

The sound of the oars was loud, and the boat slowly disappeared into the green and green Zhihe Pond like an arrow leaving the string.

As soon as we say goodbye to Zhouqiao, we have an appointment at Mohua Village in the western suburbs of Yunjian County, and we don't know when we can go.

Xiaocai was immersed in the sadness of separation when he suddenly heard Wang Heng say: "Where is Hongyun, where did she go?"

There was no trace of Hong Yun under the old willow tree on the stone bank. "It seems to be heading west," Wang Cai said.After chasing down a street to the west, there was still no trace of Hong Yun, so the two returned to Wang's house. Nanmenmen Lao Fulin happily came to open the door for Wang Heng.

Wang Heng took advantage of the situation and asked: "Eunuch Fulin, have you received any letters from us in the past few days?"

Old Fulin smiled and said: "Seventh Young Master is joking, I will send you to the study soon."

Wang Heng's heart moved and he asked: "After Mr. Yuming left, were there any letters from him?"

Old Fulin was stunned and said: "I remember there was some, more than one." He returned to the concierge and pulled out the third drawer, where there was a stack of letters, five or six in total.

Wang Heng reached out and took it out, and said to Old Fulin: "My predecessor was still at Wangti Academy on Ximen Street. I met Master Yu Ming, so he simply gave these letters to me. If I meet him again, I will give them to him directly. "

Old Fulin naturally didn't say anything.

Return to He Lai Hall.

Wang Cai made himself a cup of tea, sat down on the vines, crossed his legs, took a sip of tea and said, "I'm really busy with nothing to do. I haven't been this comfortable for a long time."

Wang Heng was busy opening the letters. The first letter was written by Yin, a resigned official in Runzhou. He was going to the imperial capital to seek revenge, and hoped that the 500 taels of silver that had been entrusted to Yuming for safekeeping could be remitted to the capital for him.

I opened another letter. It was from a restaurant in Suzhou, asking for the expenses for the Chongjiu Crab Party held last year. They went to Maple Garden, where Yu Ming originally rented, to settle the account. However, the owner of Maple Garden said that Yu Ming had canceled the lease this spring, and it was not easy. I found out that he had gone to Taicang. The restaurant had a small profit margin and would send someone to come if the previous accounts were unclear.

Wang Heng put the letter aside and read it again impatiently. It seemed that Mr. Zhao was right.

Wang Cai seemed to have a deep understanding and said: "Master, I realized today what the saying means: 30 years to the east of Hedong and 30 years to the west of Hexi. For example, Mr. Yuming and Mr. Zhao are about the same age. Mr. Yuming was born in a good family, and he gained fame at a young age and became an official. As for Mr. Zhao, he was born as a commoner. He had read several books but was still a white man and taught a troupe. But look at it now. Mr. Yuming is in debt. After many years of escaping overseas, Mr. Zhao served as a teacher of Nanqu and was hired by wealthy people. His family also had plenty of money and became a small wealthy family."

Wang Heng said: "Success comes from diligence and frugality, and destruction comes from luxury. There is nothing wrong with that."

Xiaocai shook his head and sighed: "I have seen through the world at a young age, and it doesn't seem to be very good. Could it be that I am too smart and precocious?"

Wang Heng was stunned and didn't want to continue to listen to his boast. He hid in the corner of the study and started to browse the bookshelf. Xiaocai stepped forward and wanted to help. He saw him taking out several books from the Fang Zhi shelf and placing them on the long table. The Fang Zhi shelf On weekdays, no one turned it over at all, so the dust accumulated so thickly that Xiaocai quickly went to get a feather duster to dust it off.

Xiaocai said: "Master, what are you looking for? I'll help you look at it together and save some effort."

Wang Heng looked out the window, looked at the skylight, and said: "Go and get the lunch first, so as not to make them suspicious of what we have been doing these days. The kitchen must have delivered every meal in the past two days. If you don't see anything, Took it away again.”

When Wang Cai brought the food box back, he saw that Wang Heng was reading with gusto and said with a smile: "Master, you are really making progress. If you continue to work like this, next year you will be a scholar like Zhuge Xian."

Wang Heng's face turned red and he said: "I was just looking for the origin of Pufu Palace, and happened to find an anecdote written by someone before me. It was a palace with a great background."

When Xiaocai heard about the Immortal Cult's Pufu Palace, he didn't even bother to eat, so he said, "Tell me about it."

(End of this chapter)