Return to The Dynasty

March, the spring breeze like shear, blowing the green shore of the south.

Last night's fine rain was like weaving, early in the morning the rain stopped, the verdant green willows and poplars are still shrouded in dense vapor.

Huo Roufeng, dressed in a caftan, walking on the wet stone path, she looked at the little yellow dog that was following her, and said with a smile: "You are good at picking people, you know that Master Jiu's family is rich, so you are determined to follow me?"

The little yellow dog seemed to understand her words, and wagged its tail at her obediently.

The dog met her from old lady Bai's haggis stall, she drank haggis soup only soup, picked out the haggis and fed it to the little yellow dog, the little yellow dog followed her.

Huo Roufeng grew up loving dogs, but her sister did not allow her to raise, sister said the dog can only live a dozen years, when the dog died, will not be very sad, so it is better not to raise.

The first few days, Huo Roufeng's nose is not very comfortable, she rubbed her sore nose, calculating how to say to her sister, sister can let her take in this little yellow dog.

The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.

It's not that she's afraid of the long house, she just doesn't want her sister to worry about it.

The third aunt ran to the family's oldest ancestor and cried her heart out, beating her chest, and the oldest ancestor himself came to the door and talked to himself for half an hour.

But after all, it was because of her that she made her sister suffer, so when she heard that people from the long house were coming again today, she came out of the house early, she did not want to meet people from the long house, she did not want to give her sister trouble.

Huo Roufeng was bored walking in the morning breeze, and the little yellow dog was walking at the same pace as her, one person and one dog walking and stopping, with a tacit understanding.

Huo Roufeng rarely had the chance to go out alone, but she couldn't keep walking on the street. The air was particularly fresh after the rain, so she rubbed her sore nose and was thinking about where to sit when she saw the new sign in front of the bookstore of Fetching Wen Tang not far away.

The sign with gold letters on a black background shines in the sunlight, and the few big words on it are a little shaky - Taiping Shengxing.

A glance, Huo Roufeng clear as water eyes sunk, she wanted to turn around and go, but a pair of legs but involuntarily into the Fetching Wen Hall.

The Fetching Wen Tang is the largest bookstore in Jiangnan, with more than a dozen branches, and this one in Hangzhou is not the largest, but whether it's the official edition of scripture and history, or a private workshop of words and phrases, the Fetching Wen Tang can be bought.

When Huo Roufeng walked in, there were only three or two customers in the bookstore, and the old owner, Qi Bo, was eating breakfast in front of the screen on one side of the bookstore, while a few fellows were greeting customers with a hitch.

The most conspicuous place in the middle of the bookstore, such as the stars like the moon placed several books, do not need to look carefully to know that this is the state prince's commission to the Fetching Wen Hall in Jiangnan exclusive exclusive sale of the "Peaceful Sheng Xing".

Huo Roufeng's eyes stared straight at the word "Taiping" on the page and didn't move away for a long time, until a fellow came over, then she fished out a small silver ingot from her purse and threw it on the counter, pointing to the book that was being offered up like a treasure and said, "Buy it."

He finished his bowl of sweet bean curd with tea eggs, and was about to ask the staff to clean up the dishes when he heard a childish voice.

"A bunch of nonsense, it's all bullshit, bullshit!"

Qi Bo followed the voice and looked over, and there was a man and a dog standing on the steps outside the main door of the bookstore.

From Qi Bo's perspective, he could only see a small, thin child, wearing a sky blue caftan, at most eleven or twelve years old.

Huo Roufeng cursed, from the new book just bought to tear off a page, put it on the nose, poof, blow a handful of snot, then tore another page, the group threw it on the ground, the hands pulled hard, a good book was torn by her in pieces, she heaved the book on the steps, still not relieved, and stepped on it hard a few feet, then resentful, the little yellow dog wagging its tail trotted behind Follow.

Qi Bo shook his head, and winked at the little fellow, the little fellow quickly walked to the door, the Huo Roufeng thrown on the ground to pick up the book, dusted in the dust on it, back to the bookstore, he looked at the incomplete pages, sighed: "Huo family this ninth master is really, so expensive books, he bought less than a moment to tear, alas, waste of things ah. "

Qi Bo frowned and asked, "That boy is the Huo family nine?"

The man said: "That's him, the baby of the Yongfeng, last year's Bon Festival, the Yongfeng female leader took him to the river lantern, I was there and happened to see him."

Qi Bo sighed and received the book under the counter so as not to be seen by the nosy and cause trouble. This is a book praising the emperor Taizu, it is not an ordinary book.

The book is a noble thing, and this kind of official printed book is even more expensive. This book, which records the virtues of Emperor Tai Zu's life, "Taiping Sheng Xing", costs seventy wen, and many scholars cannot afford to buy it. This Yongfeng number Huo Jiu, the cluster of new books casually to tear, and I do not know how the hefty female head of the family taught her brother.

"Qi Bo, is that the book he tore up the "Peaceful Sacred Acts"?" A voice came from behind the screen, clear and cold.

"Yes, it is the ninth young master of Yongfeng, a merchant family, who does not understand the value of this book, and I am afraid he does not even know a few big words. If this is seen by the people in the magistrate's office, Huo Da Niangzi will have to break the silver." The book is a record of the Emperor Taizu, and if you tear it, you will be punished with a board, but if you are a magnate like Yongfeng, you will have to pay for it.

"Bring me the book he tore ...... Ahem ......" The voice behind the screen resounded again, only that the person who spoke coughed violently before the words left his mouth.

Qi Bo quickly walked behind the screen, when the coughing stopped, he came out from behind the screen again, took out the broken book put under the counter, and found a clean rag to wipe it carefully, but unfortunately the small shoe print on the pages could not be wiped away.

Qi Bo held the book, carefully take it behind the screen, and gently walk out.

After a long time, a soft laugh rang out from behind the screen: "Uncle Qi, this Huo Jiu may really know how to read, look, although this book is incomplete, but only two pages are missing."

Speaking here, the person behind the screen paused and said quietly, "He happened to tear out all the two pages of the record of the High Empress Xie of the Great Ancestor."

At these words, Qi Bo only felt a layer of cold sweat emerge on his back, he forced himself to be calm, but the corners of his eyes still twitched uncontrollably.

He took a deep breath, took a copy of "Taiping Sheng Xing", opened the two pages of the record of Empress Taizu Gao, a few lines jumped into the eyelids.

Tai Zu Xiao Wu Ren Rui Duan Su Sheng De Gao Queen Xie, Xi'an, Shaanxi Province, daughter of Zhou Ding Xi Hou Zhen, the latter's mother, Zhou Ming Shu County. The queen is virtuous and benevolent, ** wisdom, from the great ancestor prepared through hardship, in favor of the great cause.