Strange Tales of the Southern Song Dynasty
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He was just a small servant, but he was involved in an ancient secret.
A bizarre murder case had brought him a passionate young lady who had no brains for love and a cold and arrogant little servant girl.
Were they really just innocent people who got involved?
The West Lake Broken Bridge was treacherous.
A thread of love.
The truth was right in front of him.
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Southern Dynasty, State of Qi, Qiantang, Xiling Bridge.
The moon hung high in the sky, and the night mist curled up in spirals on the road.
An oil-walled carriage approached from afar, lightly speeding along a small road in the Jiangnan countryside.
There was a pair of lanterns hanging in front of the carriage. As the wheels of the carriage jolted, the exquisite and graceful character "Su" on the lanterns swayed.
The carriage was draped with a light muslin curtain, and a coachman was sitting in front of the carriage, holding the reins.
The moonlight was like water, illuminating the land. More importantly, he was already familiar with this road. He could walk on flat ground with his eyes closed, so the night did not affect the speed of the car at all.
The curtains fluttered in the wind, occasionally revealing three beautiful figures in the carriage.
In the middle was a young lady dressed in a scarlet robe. Her hair was misty and her footsteps were slightly shaky. Looking at her from behind, one could only see her slender neck, like an elegant swan.
The girl on the left was dressed in white, while the girl on the right was dressed in green. Judging from her clothes and hairstyle, she was dressed like a girl who had yet to be betrothed. Obviously, she was the maid of the crimson-robed beauty in the middle.
However, looking at the three of them sitting together, walking under the moonlight, and their crisp and melodious laughter, it was clear that they were as close as sisters.
The girl in the middle was the number one courtesan in Qiantang, Su Yaoyao. The two girls on her left and right were her maidservants, Bai Su and Qing Ting, who were like sisters to her.
The three girls were going to meet Childe Ruan of the official's family. Tonight, Childe Ruan had set up a banquet and invited all the local scholars and beauties. They were unparalleled in poetry and literature.
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All of a sudden, the originally frosty night sky changed. It turned from a cold, pale white to a myriad of golden rays. It was as if a sun that had been sealed for ten thousand years had suddenly broken free of its shackles and leaped into the sky.
The coachman, Old Huang, suddenly couldn't see anything. He panicked and hurriedly pulled on the reins. The two horses were suddenly pulled by him and stood up on their hind legs. Their four hooves, which were as big as the mouth of a bowl, slammed heavily on the ground and stopped the carriage.
"Ouch!"
The three girls in the carriage were caught unprepared and almost fell out because of the sudden stop of the carriage. Fortunately, the three of them were sitting together. Although the three of them were light, how wide could an oil walled carriage be? Therefore, they did not roll out of the carriage. It was fine if they fell and messed up their hair, but if they were to hit the ground with their faces, it would ruin their beautiful faces.
"Old Huang, what happened?"
Su Yao was a little angry. She covered her face with her hand to block the strong light. Then, she lifted the curtain, bent over, and stood in the carriage.
The two girls, Bai Su and Qing Ting, also followed her out. The three of them stood at the front of the carriage and looked up at the sky. When they saw the strange scene in the sky, they were instantly dumbfounded.
They saw a huge golden wheel-shaped object that looked like a heavenly king was hovering in the air. The dazzling light that was like the sun was being emitted by it.
It swayed in the air, as if it had no more strength to support itself. Suddenly, the golden wheel-shaped object exploded. The huge shock wave was like a circle of ripples that quickly spread out in all directions. The coachman, Old Huang, cried out in shock and rolled off the carriage, burrowing head first into the bottom of the carriage.
As for Su Yao, Bai Su, and Qing Ting, they were unable to dodge in time. The golden light pierced through their bodies. The three beautiful girls swayed and fell to the ground weakly.
The golden light disappeared, and so did the golden wheel in the air. There were a few fires near and far, and smoke rose. The night returned to its chilly state, quietly shining on the three beautiful bodies.
The night dew was sparkling, and the orchid dew was like a weeping eye.
The grass was like a carpet, and the pine trees were like a blanket.
The oil-walled carriage was parked there, and the two horses were snorting blankly, as if nothing had happened.
Time flew, and five hundred years later …
The moon was above the willow branches, and the lanterns were first lit. It was the time when the Qinhuai River was bustling.
Beside the Peach Leaf Ferry, a young man waved a small fan and slowly walked over.
Many people on the road would greet him warmly, "Brother Han." The young man also smiled and returned the greeting. He was very polite.
This Brother Han was dressed in a round collar robe with a leather belt around his waist. He wore a pair of legless bandana on his head, and there was even a beautiful rose in his hair. It made his handsome face look a bit devilish.
However, it couldn't be helped. This was the custom of the Great Song Dynasty. From the emperor to the common people, as long as one was a man, they liked to wear flowers.
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The young man in front of them was tall and had delicate features. When he wasn't smiling, there was a hint of a smile on his face. It was slightly upturned, and he was very likable.
He had a pair of black and bright eyebrows, which made his eyes look especially lively. It was as if he could talk when he looked around. He was different from those greasy men who insisted on wearing flowers. When girls and wives saw him, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.
This person was called Yang Han. Three days ago, he was a member of the Nanjing Street Department of the Jiankang Prefecture.
The Street Department was in charge of the streets of the city. Its functions and status were similar to the city management of later generations. However, the city management of the Song Dynasty had a lot more functions. It was almost a combination of police, sanitation, taxation, fire prevention, commodity price inspection, industrial and commercial law enforcement, greening and cleaning, and dealing with illegal road occupation.
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To be able to do this, one had to be a hoodlum like Niu Er, who could suppress others, or be slick, clever, and quick-witted. However, when he really had to fight someone, he had to be good with his fists. Not only did he have to be flexible, but he also had to be able to be soft and hard.
Yang Han belonged to the latter. He was eloquent, quick-witted, and had good kung fu.
Although he was a commoner at the bottom of society, the three hundred years of the Song Dynasty was the dynasty in which the commoners lived the best and wealthiest.
If you didn't have the ambition to become a marquis or conquer the world, and only wanted to be a commoner, or if you only had the ability to be a commoner, then being born in the Song Dynasty meant that you had accumulated several generations of merit. In other dynasties, the commoners' lives were far from comparable.
Therefore, Yang Han, a small city management of the Jiankang City of the Great Song, lived a good life.
Unfortunately, three days ago, he lost this lucrative job.
It wasn't because Yang Han enforced the law impartially and offended some big shot. It wasn't because he met a hoodlum with a powerful background that he couldn't continue working. It was because the head of the street department, Master Li, had taken a fancy to him and wanted to marry his daughter to him.
The head of the street department was equivalent to the "captain of the city management". He was a member of the yamen, and people like Yang Han were recruited by the head of the department. Therefore, to be precise, Yang Han was carrying the rice bowl of the head of the department department.
To be able to become the son-in-law of the head of the department department, he must have been blessed by his ancestors.
However, Yang Han was also a slick and slick person. He was very familiar with the city foxes of Jiankang City and had very good eyes and ears. As for the precious daughter of the head of the department department, he understood it better than the head of the department department himself. How could he agree to it?
Master Li's daughter was called Li Xiu. She was quite pretty, but she wasn't very decent in the imperial examinations.
From what Yang Han had heard, this Miss Li had a few lovers. She even had an abortion for the sake of one of her lovers, a scholar named Mu Si. The two of them were still together, and their relationship was unclear.
As the saying went, one would rather marry a prostitute and become a good wife than marry an unfaithful one. Yang Han was a man of ambition. He didn't want to be a scapegoat for Mu Si and be ridiculed by others behind his back.
Therefore, Yang Han used all his means and didn't mind sullying himself. He refused to give in no matter what.
However, he didn't know what was wrong with this Master Li. He didn't understand the principle of forcing a melon to be sweet. He actually threatened to resign from his job.
Yang Han naturally refused to give in. Therefore, he lost his job.
These two days, when the people on the streets mentioned Yang Han who had disappeared, many people couldn't help sighing and feeling sorry for him. They didn't think that he would show up in the evening.
There was a restaurant beside Peach Leaf Ferry. Yang Han walked in and picked a table to sit at. He called out, "Shopkeeper, a bowl of duck blood and vermicelli soup, a tray of crab roe buns, and a jiao of wine!"
Du Xiaoniang, who was wearing an apron, saw it was Yang Han and was delighted. Girls loved to be handsome. Who didn't love to see a handsome young man?
She and her father took care of the restaurant. Every time Yang Han came, the duck blood and vermicelli soup was always full of ingredients. They were even willing to add a spoonful of pepper for him.
She immediately agreed crisply and started to busy herself.
Yang Han turned his head and saw Old Fan passing by with a load. He hurriedly called out, "Hey!
Old Fan, come in, cut me half a tael of lamb and a set of pig pancreas. "
This Old Fan was a person who sold cooked food. Yang Han was also familiar with him. When he heard him call him, he immediately plucked up his courage and entered the restaurant. He put down the carrying pole and chopping board on Yang Han's table. He picked up a piece of lamb and started to cut it. As he cut, he said with a smile, "Brother Han, you've found a better job elsewhere. Where are you making a fortune now?"
Yang Han was waiting for him to say this. He looked around proudly, and when he saw everyone's ears perked up, he smiled in a reserved manner, "Not really, not really. I'm just indebted to Jiankang Prefecture's Old Judge Li's appreciation. I'm now a small steward in Li Manor."
Old Fan was shocked and exclaimed, "Aiyo!
That's great!
The grand chancellor's doorstep is a seventh-ranked official.
Brother Han, you're a steward in Old Judge Li's manor. Your status probably won't be lower than Chief Supervisor Li, right? "
Yang Han smiled faintly. It wasn't good for him to flatter himself, but he didn't deny it either. It was obvious that he had tacitly agreed with what he said.
In the first place, why else would he be dressed up in flowers with a perfume pouch tied around his waist and appear in such a distinguished manner in the place he used to be in charge of?
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