Chapter 8: Meeting the Dear (One) ()

A few young men from the village went home soon and followed Wang Shoutian out. Not only did there be no dead people, but they also brought money home. Suddenly, these families were very happy. Wang Shoutian smiled at all this and said nothing.

"He Zhong, you go home first!" Wang Shoutian said.

"Yes, little official!" He Zhong looked at his companion who was happy but didn't know anything, and had to smile bitterly and respond.

After saluting, Wang Shoutian and two fangs rode their horses to go, and he finally set out on the way home.

The Wang family is a small house with two large mulberry trees planted in the door. The crown is towering and lush branches and leaves. From a distance, it looks like a car hood.

Wang Shoutian suddenly remembered a monk who passed by and saw this tree. He once said, "This tree is like a canopy, and he must go out to take a car."

According to the rules of the dynasty, a duke or marquis or above ranks must be required to have a car and a canopy to enter and exit.

Unfortunately, I only served as the fourth-rank military governor in my previous life, but I did not really achieve it.

Seeing these two big mulberry trees, Wang Shoutian was slightly stunned and showed a look of nostalgia. Many childhood memories continued to emerge, and he felt a sense of being close to the countryside and being timid in his heart.

In this family, only my mother and a few slaves were left. My father had long passed away. If there were no men in a family, it would naturally decline irreversibly. If it weren't for the secret care of the governor, it might be even worse now.

However, the Jiedushi originally had a legitimate son, and the Jiedushi was unwilling to speak up, so his secret care was limited. The conflict with the Zhang family, in a deeper way, lies in the emerging rich family's spy on the Wang family, which owns 200 acres of land!

The familiar door, as time goes by, the paint has become colorful, and the hand reaches to the door, lands on the copper ring, and stops here.

Although this yard is not big, it carries all his childhood, making people nostalgic. The smell of home penetrates out. After a trance, Wang Shoutian even had no face to see his mother. In his previous life, he had to be the governor for three years to enjoy some blessings. Later, he was worried about him day and night and died a few years later.

I still remember that my mother often sighed every day, but when she came to him, she pretended to smile.

Like the girl just now, they are all the most sincere people in their lives. They have never given any effort and no demand.

In my previous life, I asked her to leave with sorrow and pain. Will this still happen in this life?

In contemplation, the whole door was quiet, with only two fang soldiers behind him looking around vigilantly, and the crisp sound of leather armor and waist knife colliding.

Just as he was standing at the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and a middle-aged woman was walking out of the inside with a bucket of water in her hand.

When he saw Wang Shoutian standing outside, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with surprise: "Little official, you are back!"

Without waiting for Wang Shoutian to react, he put down the bucket and turned around and ran into the mansion, obviously informing the people inside.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure, Wang Shoutian sighed softly, walked over the threshold, and walked inside.

"Is Tian'er back?" A gentle and expectant voice came out quickly.

After stepping into the yard, an inexplicable emotion surged into his heart. After walking a few steps, Wang Shoutian suddenly stopped because a middle-aged woman had already appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged woman in front looked at her son in front. A few months have passed, and he has changed a lot. A calmness and awe-inspiring look on him. Then look at the two respectful fang soldiers behind him, it looks like his father back then!

"Tian'er!" Wang's lips trembled, her eyes blurred, and she shouted in a low voice.

"Mom!" This strong emotion broke through the shackles. Wang Shoutian suddenly stepped forward, knelt on the ground, walked several steps to Wang's side, and choked and said, "Mom! I'm back."

At this moment, Wang Shoutian's broken soul seemed to have returned home, and tears couldn't help but shed tears.

Wang squatted down, pressed Wang Shoutian's shoulder, began to sob, and said, "You are back, Tian'er, do you know that I have had many nightmares and dreamed that you were beheaded... If you have a few big and small things, how can you keep your mother alive?"

When Wang Shoutian heard this, he was shocked and looked at Wang speechlessly.

After a moment, he said, "Mom, the child knows his guilt, and he will never have this day!"

Wang cried for a while, then smiled again: "I know that dreams are all against each other."

Then, the mother and son arrived at the inner house, and the servant retreated, and the only one in the room was the mother and son who had a heart-to-heart talk.

The worries, expectations, and joy after meeting each other for many days were mixed together, which made Wang calm down after a while.

"Son, will you leave after coming back this time?" After sighing, Wang finally thought of this important thing.

"Mom, my son can only stay at home for a few days this time." Wang Shoutian said.

"Why is this? Is the war not over yet?" Wang said in a hurry, which made Wang Shoutian stunned. Didn't the town notify him?

"Mom, my son hasn't told you about his son's affairs yet!" Seeing that his mother was anxious, Wang Shoutian quickly won the battle and obtained an official position and said: "I am now an eighth-rank military officer."

"...You mean, you saw the Jiedushi?" Wang was not too surprised when he heard this, and looked at his son and asked.

"Well, the Grand Marshal values ​​his son very much. Mom, don't worry about his son. My son is now an eighth-rank official and will act carefully!" Wang Shoutian saw his mother's thoughtful look on his face, and knew that she remembered the past and said deliberately.

"You, if you have this kind of intention, your mother will be content." Wang smiled and shook her head, poked her son's forehead, and whispered: "It's up to him to value you, it's been like this for many years..."

"Mom, what did you say?"

"Oh, nothing... Let my mother take a good look at you."

Wang Shoutian smiled. For some reason, he felt a sense of security only in front of his mother.

Seeing that his mother smiled, Wang Shoutian said, "Mom, do you want to see your son's official uniform? I'll show you how to wear it?"

"Okay, but I'll talk about it after dinner first, so there's no hurry." Wang said, looking at his son lovingly.

"Just follow your mother." Wang Shoutian said with a smile.

"He Gui." Seeing that he agreed, Wang called out.

The woman who opened the door just now walked in from outside: "Madam, what are your instructions?"

"Let Lao Xu cook some dishes for the young master and give him another pot of wine." Wang said instructed.

"Yes, please wait for the lady and the young master. I'll go and talk to Lao Xu now." He Gui smiled and said.

There are only two families in the royal palace now, one surname is Wang and the other surname is Xu.

Mr. Xu is the old housekeeper. Now he goes out to buy goods in the county town and may come back until tomorrow.

She is Lao Xu's wife. One of them is taking care of Wang in the royal palace and the other is responsible for the rough work and kitchen at home. These three people are the only servants who are now staying in the royal palace.

Since the master passed away, a group of servants in the family have left, and Wang has released a few more, leaving only these three loyal and honest servants.

Seeing He Gui leave, a cute girl suddenly flashed through Wang Shoutian's mind.

Zhao Wan, a girl like a jasper in a small family, is the girl she met just now. Soon after, she joined her relatives in this village. In her previous life, she was sold to him as a personal maid, and she followed him all her life. When he was rich, she served him silently, when he was in a downturn, and when he died for his country, she raised her sword to follow him.

Unfortunately, in his previous life, he didn't even have the title of a concubine. Thinking of Zhao Wan's follower for more than ten years, Wang Shoutian felt even more uncomfortable.

I originally thought I wouldn't meet so early, but who knew that I would have met the village chief's son on the way home. The guilt and nostalgia of the previous life suddenly popped out of my heart. It was really a whip into blood and I took a heavy blow.

However, since this is the case, I believe the Zhang family will not give up, right?

In fact, even if the Zhang family doesn’t come to find him, would they let him go easily?

Wang Shoutian felt thoughtful, his eyes dark and deep.

As Wang Shoutian expected, after Wang Shoutian left, the three of them supported each other and walked back home in a crooked manner.

In my heart, the young master of the Zhang family had long hated Wang Shoutian.

The Zhangjiawu Fort, which is located in the village, has deep ditches and high walls, but the internal environment is very good. The ancestors were all minor officials in three or four generations. In this life, they participated in the warriors, made contributions, and were granted positions. After they were discharged from the army and returned to the fields, their family business became more and more developed.

At this time, it was almost dusk and the sunset was about to set. In the distant sky, clouds looked very beautiful. On the stone table in this small courtyard, there were a few side dishes, a small pot of wine, and a middle-aged man was sipping wine and having a happy meal.

At this moment, the butler, full of anger and panic, ran in from outside. When he saw the middle-aged man, he shouted: "Master, Master! It's not good! It's not good!"

"Didn't you see me drinking? What's wrong?" the middle-aged man raised his head, glanced at the butler, and said.

He is naturally the local village chief Zhang Qing, and his son is Zhang Qingyun, who was injured by Wang Shoutian.

"Master, Master! It's not that I'm a little boy who disturbs you to drink! It's the young master who got someone beat me!" The housekeeper said with a sad face. He knew the master's attitude towards his son - his heart!

"What? The young master got someone to beat him?" Zhang Qing was furious and immediately threw the wine glass and stood up suddenly: "Where is he now?"

"Just in front, the lady has asked her to go to a foreign country to invite a doctor." The butler said.

There is a Su Langzhong in the hometown, but there are some personal grudges between him and his master. The doctor may have something to do with his life, so naturally he would not ask him to see the young master for his injury.
Chapter completed!