#头条创作挑战赛#
As mentioned last time, a group of Qing troops came to Stone Castle to search for the Boxers scattered in the village. Under the ingenious detour of the old chief, the Lancet and other righteous men were safe and sound in the cellar of the blacksmith's shop. After the Qing army withdrew, the old Zhuang chief went down to the cellar and said to the Lancet and others: "The Qing army has withdrawn, and now it is safe." But we still have to be careful, and starting tomorrow, according to my strategy, we will start to install you in your homes.
Let's say that on this morning, under the old cypress tree at the head of the stone castle village, a fortune teller came to Leng Buding. The man was in his twenties, taller, with no fat, and was carrying a coarse cloth tie on his back, and a heroic spirit radiated from his eyes. But the guise he was carrying was a little incongruous with his lofty temperament. There are a few big words written on this disguise: fortune telling looks at each other feng shui! This person kept shouting under the old cypress tree: "Fortune teller looks at Feng Shui, a penny of silver is not too little, and a tael of silver is not too much." ”
After a few shouts, people in the village came to see the excitement one after another. The box and the pillar were clanging with iron, and when he saw some onlookers, he took a piece of broken silver, stepped forward, and said, "Sir, you can tell me a hexagram and see what my fate is?" With that, he put a piece of broken silver into the fortune teller's pocket. The fortune teller looked the box up and down, looked at his hand prints, asked about the eight characters of his birthday, and then said: "I look at your facial features and look, this eldest brother is bitter first and then sweet, your expression is not settled now, you must not be from the village, right?" Zhang Boxzi nodded and said, "Mr. is really accurate, my family is in Shiqiao Village, fifty miles away, and now I come to Stone Castle to eat iron." The onlookers were nodding their heads.
The fortune teller said, "Does this eldest brother have an old mother in his family?" Zhang Bozi nodded. The gentleman said: "You are a filial son, you often think about the old mother, so you are undecided, you are a person who will repay the kindness, I look at your palmistry, this old brother will have peach blossom luck in two months, which day will be ,... lucky" The gentleman meditated for a while, and said: "The day you take your mother to this stone castle is the time when good luck comes." The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, this sentence makes Liu Chrysanthemum, who was watching the excitement on the side, remember in his heart.
The box smiled and said, "Mr. is good, good." After saying that, he went to work again on iron. At this time, a sharp-headed man got into front of the fortune teller, pinched his waist with one hand, wandered with the other, and said with a raised face: "Hey, fortune teller, how about you calculate my fortune?" ”
Everyone saw that it was Bu Da's ears who came to join in the fun. After this big ear was shot blind in one eye by the gang of road bandits in Hukou Village, he almost died, and it took more than half a year to recover, and his brother Bu Dagui was also scared out of aphasia because of this incident, and he spoke little every day, and Bu Shiren, the father of Bu Da Ear, also became half-paralyzed, and it was better to live than to die. This Bu family, since Bu Da Ear was shot blind, was defeated all of a sudden.
The fortune teller saw the long sharp-beaked monkey gills, two big ears exploding, one eye deflated, and no standing, and knew that he was not a good bird, so he said: "Your life is sweet first and then bitter, and you will be lonely and miserable in the future, and you will die alone." Your hexagram is not good, and I won't take any money from you. When they heard this, they burst out laughing. Nabu's big ears were seen by the onlookers, and he broke out of the crowd and ran away.
At this moment, the old Zhuang Chang came over, and when he saw so many people surrounding a fortune teller, he said, "Let me tell a fortune teller." The fortune teller gave a salute first, and then said: "Your old man is a noble hexagram, and he will not dare to talk nonsense in the future." The old chief asked, "Where does the little gentleman come from and where is he going?" The fortune teller hurriedly responded: "Xiaosheng is from Henan, because his hometown has been flooded, and now he is alone begging for food. The old chief asked again: "Seeing that you look like a scholar, how did you start this fortune-telling and appearance-watching business?" The fortune teller replied: "Don't hide it from your old man, Xiaosheng is a showman, his name is Cui Wenfan, and he has failed to take the test many times, so he has to rely on this observation of words and feelings, reasoning a few words, and earning food." ”
As soon as the old chief heard that the fire had arrived, he said loudly to everyone: "Our stone castle still lacks a private school teacher, do you want this Mr. Cui to stay and be a teacher for the children, do you agree or not?" "Everyone in Stone Castle knows that Mr. Zhu Xuekong is really hard to teach dozens of children by himself, and it would be great if there was another teacher to help. So the onlookers shouted in agreement. In this way, Cui Wenfan, a righteous man of the Boxer Rebellion, was placed in a private school to become a teacher.
Another day passed, the eldest cousin of the pillar and the third cousin of the aunt's family came to him, saying that they wanted to learn the blacksmith's trade, and it happened that there were two sledgehammers in the blacksmith shop. Another day passed, and Gao Qiusheng's mule team also had one more follower, saying that it was not peaceful outside the mountain, and he hired Yang Zhengyi, the eldest cousin of the second uncle's family, to be a helper. So far, within three to five days, the old chief's resettlement plan has been completed.
In the late autumn season, the stone castle surrounded by mountains returns to its former calm. said that the blacksmith shop at the head of the village, because there were two apprentices, the sound of striking iron came and went, tinkling, endlessly. The pillar and the thunder, nicknamed the big thunder, played the sickle blank on the outside, and the master Zhang Box and the Liu Qing lancet made the sickle on the inside. Under the cover of the outer bunk, this box and lancet, the first mock musket is almost finished.
Liu chrysanthemum, in addition to boiling water and cooking for these four strong men who struck iron, often went to Aunt Wang's house. This black girl is pregnant and lives in her mother's house. Liu Juhua went to Aunt Wang's house to do something else with the black girl. The two of them set up a cauldron in the backyard of the black girl's house, and put the old wall soil they collected in the cauldron to boil nitrate. The boiled soil was mixed with sulfur charcoal according to the method on the piece of paper given by the lancet to make black powder. These days, some have been made, but not very successfully.
Today, Liu Juhua asked Gao Qiusheng to buy back the high-quality sulfur from the county town and wanted to try again. She took a bag of sulfur, went to the blacksmith's shop and informed the box lancet, and then hurried to Aunt Wang's house. When she came to the backyard of Aunt Wang's house, the black girl had already prepared soil nitrate and charcoal powder, and waited for Liu Juhua to bring the best sulfur powder. The black girl saw that Liu Chrysanthemum was coming, and said with a big belly: "Sister-in-law, I have everything ready for you, you can test it according to the ratio of the recipe, and the sulfur powder on the formula can be tested." Liu Juhua was very relieved of the black girl's helper, so she said: "Sister Niu, you stay away, put sulfur on it, it will become gunpowder, and it is easy to make a fire." ”
The black girl was very obedient, so she hid from the side and watched. After the willow chrysanthemum was mixed, he put some black powder in a clay pot, then lit an incense stick, stood a little farther away, glanced at it, and threw it over. At the moment when the incense fell into the crockpot, there was a sound of "Teng", and a puff of smoke appeared. The smoke suddenly covered the willow chrysanthemum, and after the black smoke passed, the black girl saw that the willow chrysanthemum had fallen to the ground.
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