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#91: Iron work place Chai Fang kills people

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Chapter 91 第91章 Iron work place Chai Fang kills people 铁坊柴房杀人 Big Black Umbrella like a black lotus flower, the sluggish flowing in the Chang An City drizzle floating leaves. 大黑伞就像一朵黑色的莲花,在长安城的雨雾之中缓慢流动飘离。 Sang Sang does not know when loosened in hand to grip tightly that corner/horn sleeves, was supine the face to be pressed the eyebrow to ask: „Young master, formerly in Princess Residence what were you and young barbarian saying? I thought that these wet nurse palace maid complexions are very ugly.” 桑桑不知何时松开了手中紧握着那角衣袖,仰着脸蹙着眉尖问道:“少爷,先前在公主府里你和小蛮在说什么呢？我看那些嬷嬷宫女脸色很难看。” Ning Que sees the little girl, therefore makes the calm manner, cannot bear remember these years at the scene in Mount Min frequently having, at that time he crawled from this dangerous mountain peak at the back of her to another dangerous mountain peak, steals from this village toward another village, must be busy the explorer track seeking, must be busy giving the little girl in back-basket to tell the fairy tale to coax her, busy in a complete mess, cannot bear rubs her head with a smile, said: „Spoke the fairy tale...... You know my this adeptness.” 宁缺看着小女孩儿故做沉稳的神态,忍不住想起那些年在岷山里经常发生的情景,当时他背着她从这座险峰爬向另一座险峰,从这个山寨偷往另一个山寨时,要忙着探路寻道,又要忙着给背篓里的小女孩儿讲童话故事哄她,忙的一塌糊涂,忍不住笑着揉揉她的脑袋,说道:“讲童话……你知道我这个拿手。” Sang Sang asked curiously: Which that „spoke? Is the Cinderella three young pigs?” 桑桑好奇问道:“讲的哪个？灰姑娘还是三只小猪？” „Princekin.” “小王子。” Sang Sang frowns asks earnestly: „Princekin? Can he understand?” 桑桑蹙眉认真问道:“小王子？他听得懂吗？” Ning Que is startled, thought that this but actually truly is an issue. 宁缺一怔,心想这倒确实是个问题。 In the late spring drizzle, the master and servant two people chatted to north, across passing the filial piety work place then returned to East city, has not entered near 47 lanes, but bypassed the lane entrance to walk toward deep place of East city, the old pen room closes door to rest today, does not know when Sang Sang was quietly to hug one by plain and simple blade that the arrange closely bound, on the shoulder had the rain drop impression. 在深春细雨之中,主仆二人一路闲聊一路向北,穿过通孝坊便回到了东城,没有走进临47巷,而是绕过巷口向东城的更深处走去,老笔斋今日闭门休息,不知何时桑桑悄无声息抱回了一把被布紧紧裹住的朴刀,肩上微有雨痕。 Rain gradually big, the pedestrians in East city streets and alleys were forced to return to in oneself family/home or the workshop, Ning Que and Sang Sang arrived at outside some East city remote poor work place to stop the footsteps, supported Big Black Umbrella to stand, in an incense and candle Liao Liao's declining Vast Sky god waited on under the temple eave, looked listens to the hammering sound that in the rain was hearing faintly to the work place silently. 雨渐渐大了起来,东城街巷上的行人都被迫回到了自己家中或是作坊里,宁缺和桑桑走到东城某偏僻贫民坊外停下了脚步,撑着大黑伞站在一处香火廖廖的破落昊天神侍庙檐下,望向坊内默默听着雨中隐隐传来的打铁声。 Sang Sang said peacefully in a soft voice: „After a while the stithy will then close again, the young masters will be busy tidying up today's order, Chen Zixian will return to the backyard rest, heard that these years he little personally the drop hammer, at that time in the institute only remaining he, just today has rained extremely quite the convenience.” 桑桑安静轻声说道:“再过一会儿铁铺便会关门,年轻的师傅们会忙着收拾今天的订单,陈子贤则会回后院休息,听说这些年他已经极少亲自落锤了,那时候院内就只剩下他一个人,刚好今天下雨比较方便。” Ning Que looks lead Yun Anguang who space is calculating the time silently, was supposing the time should be up, gives Sang Sang Big Black Umbrella in hand, said I, then from behind take out one not to know the bamboo or straw hat where sorts wears in the top of the head walks toward the Phuong Tay direction, in more and more big rain water across two tunnels, approaches the stithy backyard in work place. 宁缺看着天上的铅云黯光默默计算着时间,估摸着时间应该差不多了,把手中的大黑伞递给桑桑,说了声等我,然后从身后取出一顶不知从哪里拣的笠帽戴在头顶向坊西方向走去,在越来越大的雨水中穿过两条巷道,靠近坊内的打铁铺后院。 The tenacious boots bottom treads in the pits uneven work places on the stone-paved road, steps on sends out the light sound in the water, is unremarkable in the rainy day, Ning Que looks at not far away that say|way crude wooden door, gradually forwards, grasps is binding the left hand of arrange plain and simple blade to be getting more and more tight, in the heart is recalling all materials of this second name silently. 坚韧靴底踏在坑洼不平的坊间石道上,踩在积水里发出啪啪轻响,在雨天里根本不引人注意,宁缺看着不远处那道简陋的木门,缓步向前,握着裹布朴刀的左手越来越紧,心中默默回忆着这第二个名字的所有资料。 These names on oiled paper, case in Xuanwei General's Residence extermination case and important personage in Yan Territory slaughter village, are Zhuo Er do spy 11 p.m. to 1 a.m investigation in the Xiao Hou subordinates in the military headquarters obtained, is he material that uses the sweat and life trades. 油纸上的那些名字,是在宣威将军府灭门案和燕境屠村案中的重要人物,是卓尔在夏侯麾下在军部做谍子时的调查所得,是他用汗水和生命换来的资料。 Chen Zixian, 47 years old, the former Xuanwei general subordinates vice general, lifts Xuanwei general because of the Lin Guangyuan treason, was praised by the royal government, latter because of absurdly has the war to dispute in the Tianqi four years, therefore was stripped off one on the meritorious service, expels the army, after that in the family/home the successive suffers the disaster, the wife and leaves with it, leading two youngest son to return to the hometown, but this person kept in Chang An City, turned into the master in some East city Poor Work place stithy, is disappointed impoverished does not endure to speak. 陈子贤,47岁,前宣威将军麾下副将,因首举宣威将军林光远叛国,被朝廷嘉奖,后于天启四年因妄起战衅故被剥除一应功勋,逐出军队,其后家中又连遭祸事,妻子与其和离,带着两名幼子返回家乡,而此人却留在了长安城中,变成了东城贫民坊某间打铁铺里的师傅,贫困潦倒不忍言说。 These people on oiled paper list, after the extermination case and slaughter village case, except for having 2-3 senior officials still enjoy the thick nobility clear name, other people , etc. are not being good, died that censor who in his hands mixed dispirited to get by, some people terrified days of death, but at present in the rain that leaf of front gate rear Chen Zixian is disappointed to get by. 油纸名单上的那些人,在灭门案和屠村案后,除了有两三位高官依然享着厚爵清名,其余人等混的都非常不好,已经死在他手中的那位御史颓丧度日,有的人惶恐终日,而眼前雨中那扇院门后方的陈子贤则是潦倒度日。 Ning Que thinks that does not understand why this is. According to regularly infers or on the story-telling script novel often Jian Qiao section, when the fellows who in the past once cruelly harmed Zhongliang plot seller in the revenge starts, is the raging fire boils the oil fresh flower to be in full bloom inevitably rampantly merrily in a complete mess, the people who so can let the revenge have the innate sense of justice and pleasant sensation, however the fact is actually not true, these he vowed the objects who took revenge to slaughter, as if not his live was better. 宁缺想不明白这是为什么。按照惯常推断或是话本小说上面的常见桥段,当年曾经残害忠良阴谋卖主的家伙们在复仇开始之时,必然是烈火烹油鲜花怒放嚣张快活地一塌糊涂,如此方能让复仇的人们更有先天正义感和快感,然而事实却并非如此,那些他矢志复仇杀戮的对象们,似乎并不比他活的更好。 Had guessed correctly indistinctly should be that emperor the method, but he is unable to confirm, is not willing to go to think again that today on the heavy rain, summons on Princess Residence, golden opportunity that the murder revenges, how regardless in the future the government authorities will investigate, thinks that will not suspect, does not dare to suspect that his body, this will be quite important. 隐约猜到了应该是那位皇帝陛下的手段,但他无法确认,也不愿再去想,今日恰逢大雨,恰逢公主府召唤,正是杀人报仇的大好时机,日后无论官府怎样调查,想必也不会怀疑到,也不敢怀疑到他的身上,这点比较重要。 He looks down rain water that slightly the bamboo or straw hat edge trickles, the slow motion footsteps, were also near to that leafed door. 他微微低头看着笠帽边缘滴下的雨水,缓慢移动脚步,离那扇门又近了些。 Escapes the paint wooden door surface micro wet, the finger presses on the shutter feels somewhat ice-cold, he cocks the ears earnestly listens attentively to the sound that in the institute front that iron workshop broadcasts, listening to these steelyard weights to strike the anvil iron the sound more and more loud, is getting more and more crowded, he grasps the arrange to bind the left hand of plain and simple blade to mention slowly, the right hand makes an effort to shove open the wooden door gently. 脱漆木门表面微湿,手指摁在门板上感觉有些冰冷,他侧耳认真倾听院内更前方那家铁作坊传来的声音,听着那些重锤敲打砧铁的声音越来越响,越来越密集,他握着布裹朴刀的左手缓缓提起,右手轻轻用力把木门推开。 Obsolete doorpost is expressed the light cry that sobs similarly by the rain water has moistened, wears Ning Que of bamboo or straw hat to grasp the blade to enter, steps down from the broken stone steps tranquilly, looks in the institute outside the firewood room is squatting that old person, said: „Chen Zixian?” 被雨水滋润了的老旧门轴发出一声类似呜咽的轻鸣,戴着笠帽的宁缺握刀而入,平静走下残破的石阶,看着院内柴房外蹲着的那个老人,说道:“陈子贤？” Outside the firewood room that old person put on old Bo Ao, the shoulder sleeve corner/horn place has by the furnace fire is burnt the burnt trace for many years, the cotton that several becoming dark has extended from the crisp arrange opening, seemed has a dehumanizing feeling. The old person hair grayly carelessly is in one, thick long iron slab both hands are grasping the axe and log likely separately, is in the firewood. 柴房外那老人穿着一身旧旧的薄袄,肩头袖角处有被经年炉火灼焦的痕迹,几根发黑的棉花从脆布裂口中伸了出来,看上去有种凄苦之感。老人头发花白胡乱系在一处,粗长像铁块般的双手分别握着斧头和木块,正在劈柴。 The old person gained ground, in opacitas eye pupil flashes through wipes the heterochrosis, looks to shove open front gate Ning Que, looks at that bamboo or straw hat below shadow, wants to see clearly his face, after silent moment, said: „I am.” 老人抬起头来,浑浊的眼眸里面闪过一抹异色,看着推开院门的宁缺,看着那道笠帽下方的阴影,想看清楚他的脸,沉默片刻后说道:“我是。” Ning Que stops the footsteps, raised head to look at around a crude yard slightly, confirmed that all apprentices really in Qianfang, in the institute nobody, he turned round to close the front gate, untied the department belt of neck bamboo or straw hat with the right hand, then gripped the arrange to bind the plain and simple blade fore-stock slowly, continued walks toward that old retired officers. 宁缺停下脚步,微微仰头看了一眼简陋小院四周,确认所有学徒果然都在前坊,院内没有一个人,他回身把院门关上,用右手解开颈部笠帽的系带,然后缓缓握住布裹朴刀的前柄,继续向那个苍老的退役军官走去。 The bamboo or straw hat falls on the rain ground. 笠帽落在雨地上。 Chen Zixian blinked slowly, in the nail full is the left hand of black mud loosens the firewood, has scratched scratching on the clothes front, then after extending to the waist, has gripped a blade, simultaneously held up has been grasping the right hand of axe, looks the face whiten youth who in that self wind and rain walked, hoarse said: „Finally came.” 陈子贤缓慢地眨了眨眼睛,指甲里满是黑泥的左手松开木柴,在衣服前襟上擦了擦,然后伸到腰后握住了一把刀,同时举起了握着斧头的右手,看着那个自风雨中走来的脸色苍白的少年,嘶哑说道:“终于来了。” The Ning Que blade came. 宁缺的刀来了。 In being near 47 lane old pen rooms wheted the sharp knife edges of ten several days with the washing rice water, the lightning from the sheath draws out, cuts open outside the scabbard is binding tightly the rag with ease, cuts the wind to cut the rain to cut passing, cuts unprecedented to Chen Zixian nape of the neck. 在临47巷老笔斋用淘米水磨砺了十数日的锋利刀刃,从鞘中闪电拔出,轻松切开刀鞘外紧裹着的旧布,斩风斩雨斩过往,一往无前斩向陈子贤的脖颈。 Chen Zixian sets up the blade, two blade intersections exude one clearly buzz cry, rain waterdrop drop sputtering on blade. 陈子贤立刀,两刀相交发出一声清脆的嗡鸣,刀刃上的雨水滴滴溅射而出。 In this time, front iron Fangli resounds a rapid hammering sound, has covered the blade sound in courtyard completely. 就在此时,前方铁坊里响起一阵急促的打铁声,把院子里的刀声全部盖了过去。 zeng zeng zeng zeng zeng, in the boundless heavy rain, Ning Que both hands grasp the blade, unemotionally forwards forward again, chops the neck to behead to shear the abdomen, plain and simple blade is mixing the wind and rain, in the blade axe with old person hand walks arm in arm rubs to haul callously mutually. 锃锃锃锃锃,磅礴大雨之中,宁缺双手握刀,面无表情向前再向前,劈颈斩首割腹,朴刀搅动着风雨,与老人手中的刀斧依偎冷酷地互相磨擦拖拉。 When ding-dong, by fiery red stove furnace, the apprentices are clamping the heat crude iron numbly, brandishes the steelyard weight one by one to strike, the work place sound of writings outside wind and rain, their anything has not heard. 当当当当当,火红的灶炉旁,学徒们麻木地夹着烧红的粗铁,挥舞着重锤一下又一下地敲打着,坊外的风雨之声大作,他们什么都没有听到。 Hissing the sound gets up, Bo Pao was cut open, the axe was shaken falls, the wrist cut off, in the wind and rain stuffy snort|hum the sound resounds continuously, a firewood pile of powder outside room make place, among the moment Ning Que divided 17 blades, but Chen Zixian has blocked the first 16 blades. 嘶啦声起,薄袍被切开,斧被震落,腕被斩断,风雨中闷哼之声连绵响起,房外的柴堆散作一地,须臾之间宁缺劈出了17刀,而陈子贤挡住了前16刀。 Then the blade sound vanishes without the trace, only the thunderclap of remaining rumor noise of the rain and hammer block. 然后刀声消失无踪,只剩下风声雨声和锤击砧板的雷声。 Chen Zixian throws down by firewood pile, the body full was on the sludge water-damaged, old swarthy face are many several drops of blood, Bo Ao between chests and bellies is cut the innumerable say|way openings, the gloomy cotton was extending in all directions randomly, most that opening was extremely deep, has been thorough in his bone, internal organs dirty, kept braving other bloody water and color body fluid. 陈子贤摔倒在柴堆旁,身上满是污泥水渍,苍老黝黑的脸上多了几滴血,胸腹间的薄袄被斩出了无数道口子,灰暗的棉花四处乱伸着,最中间的那道口子极深,一直深到他的骨头里,腑脏中,不停冒着血水和别的颜色的体液。 The rain water from eaves dropping Chai Dui, the drop to his gray hair on, the wrinkle of drop to his volumes in anxiety, has then dripped from the swarthy cheeks on, rapidly the cleanness that several drops of blood wash. 雨水从屋檐滴落柴堆,滴到他花白的头发上,滴到他额间愁苦的皱纹上,然后自黝黑脸颊上淌过,迅速把那几滴血冲涮的干干净净。 Ning Que lowers the head receives the blade slowly, looks own fluctuating the chest, looks at chest place that say|way extremely dangerous axe mark suddenly, cannot bear the knitting the brows head, has not thought that Great Tang an ordinary assistant general, the marketplace floor suffering poverty-stricken these many years later, had so powerful battle efficiency in the past unexpectedly. 宁缺低头缓慢收刀,看着自己急剧起伏的胸口,看着胸口处那道极险的斧痕,忍不住皱了皱眉头,没有想到大唐当年一位普通偏将,在市井底层煎熬困苦这么多年后,居然还拥有如此强悍的战斗力。 Chen Zixian look pollution was incapable of looking at the youth before body, in the throat several as if many many phlegm, coughed extremely painfully several, coughed two bloody sputum, said weakly: „I think that I already forgot by this world.” 陈子贤眼神浑浊无力看着身前的少年,喉中嗬嗬几声似乎多了很多痰,极为痛苦地咳了几声,咳出两口血痰来,虚弱说道:“我以为自己早就被这个世界遗忘了。” „You truly are in the middle of these people forgotten fiercest one person, I want probably to be because the disciple of back main seeking personal glory, in royal government no one dares to act boldly with you, does not know that these years you do have to regret.” “你确实是那些人当中被遗忘的最厉害的一人,我想大概是因为背主求荣之徒,朝廷里无论是谁都不敢放胆用你,也不知道这些年你有没有后悔过。” Ning Que has wiped on a face the ice-cold rain water, looks that the dying old person said: „Also because you had forgotten by the world, therefore I want to kill you should not to cause greatly am too troublesome. Moreover was I passes into Academy, killed you regards as by me in the celebration an essential point, like fresh flower and pigeon such.” 宁缺抹了一把脸上冰冷的雨水,看着垂死的老人说道:“不过也正是因为你已经被世界遗忘,所以我想杀死你应该不会引起太大麻烦。另外就是我考进书院了,杀死你被我视为庆祝活动中必不可少的一环,就像鲜花和鸽子那样。” In Chen Zixian old weak eyes pupil feels puzzled completely, said in a low voice: „To to one's heart's content.” 陈子贤苍老虚弱的眼眸里满是困惑不解,低声道:“给个痛快吧。” „Time is very early, your poor apprentices must complete today's order also to want long time.” “时间还很早,你那些穷学徒要完成今天的订单还要很长时间。” Ning Que raise one's head watched a weather, the nimbus cloud has been hanging the bead curtain fine rain, where could not see the sun, but he knows that he also had a lot of time, said in a soft voice: „As for to one's heart's content this matter, these years you lets my very not to one's heart's content, therefore do not expect to one's heart's content that too can die.” 宁缺抬头看了一眼天色,雨云垂着珠帘般的雨丝,根本看不到日头在何方,但他知道自己还有很多时间,轻声说道:“至于痛快这种事情,这些年来你们让我很不痛快,所以你就不要奢望能死的太痛快。” „I have a poem to read listen to you.” He looks the old person who Chai Duili will die, on the face does not have any expression, said calmly: „I from the mountains river bank, I come from grassland Yan Territory, I from General's Residence, must take your life.” “我有一首诗要念给你听。”他看着柴堆里将死的老人,脸上没有任何表情,平静说道:“我自山川河畔来,我自草原燕境来,我自将军府中来,要取你的命。” Hears the General's Residence three characters, the eye pupil of Chen Zixian pollution suddenly becomes bright, the facial expression on face becomes feels relaxed gradually, both hands subconsciousness of shivering delimits to draw in the wet firewood pile, is staring at the Ning Que that Zhang Qing zhi facial features, flutters saying: „So that's how it is, originally...... The son of general is also living, you...... You said...... You have passed into Academy, really good...... Really good, my these years live so tired, before dying, can know...... The son of general is also living...... Live also good...... I can die content.” 听到将军府三个字,陈子贤浑浊的眼眸骤然变得明亮起来,脸上的神情渐渐变得释然,颤抖的双手下意识在湿漉漉的柴堆上划拉着,盯着宁缺那张青稚的面容,颤声说道:“原来如此,原来……将军的儿子还活着,你……你说……你考进了书院,真好……真好,我这些年活的如此累,死前能知道……将军的儿子还活着……活的还不错……我真的可以瞑目了。” „Who does person live not to be tired?” Ning Que looks down before the foot, was ejected the innumerable yellow muddy water splash by rain water the pits, said in a low voice: „Must study the calligraphy to study Mathematical Olympiad to learn to play the piano to paint pictures, every weekend must sit on mother's bicycle back seat is upon the jump, is riper than the family/home to the final children's palace, you said that I am tired?” “人活着谁不累呢？”宁缺低头看着脚前被雨水击出无数朵黄浊水花的坑洼,低声说道:“要学书法要学奥数要学钢琴画画,每个周末都要坐在妈妈的自行车后座上面跑来跑去,到最后少年宫比家还要熟,你说我累不累？” Chen Zixian has not understood these words, is covering the cutting edge that keeps bleeding, shook the head painfully. 陈子贤没有听懂这段话,捂着不停流血的刀口,痛苦地摇了摇头。
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