Since Zhang Yang retrieved the bronze bird, he has become even more embarrassed in front of Mr. Hong Wu.
Mr. Hong Wu now avoids him in everything and treats him the same as Qingping.
Finally on this day, Zhang Yang had the opportunity to enter Master Hong Wu's study alone.
Master Hong Wu was talking to Prince Changshan in the inner room of the front hall, and ordered him to go to the study to get a letter that was placed on the table.
As soon as Zhang Yang entered the study room, he saw the letters on the table. He reached out and took them away.
But he was not busy taking it, but looked at the long bottle on the eight-treasure rack.
I concentrated on feeling the movement outside the study. There was no one within ten meters.
Now is the best time.
Zhang Yang has a good mind and always has an idea when doing things. He will not do anything that he is not sure about.
Immediately, he quickly took out several rolls of drawing paper from the long bottle.
No more, no less, exactly five volumes.
He opened them one by one and found that as he expected, there were paintings of five bronze birds inside.
Except for the one with black eyes that has been found, there are no exceptions for the other four, which are the four buried on Songshan Mountain. The eyes are yellow, red, green and blue.
Zhang Yang was convinced, so he rolled up the drawing paper and put it back.
Suddenly, I found a line of small words at the bottom of the drawing paper.
He didn't go to school seriously, and he didn't know many words. He relied on his own efforts to learn and remember them from his fellow students.
He happened to know every single line of small characters in this line.
On the top of Wushan Mountain, a treasure was discovered, and among the heroes in troubled times, the Fang Bronze Bird God Lord established the world, led peace in all directions, and ensured the safety of the people.
Zhang Yang recited this line silently and knew every word, but when put together, he didn't know what it meant.
I can only roughly understand what treasures are and are not.
Treasure?
Is there a treasure?
Quickly putting the drawing paper back as it was, Zhang Yang took out the envelope and thought about it in his mind while leaving the study and heading forward.
So what treasure are the Fifth Master, the Crown Prince, and the others, including King Yan, looking for the bronze bird for?
Treasures, he once listened to a storyteller while lying down outside a teahouse in the town. The treasures in the book were all filled with gold, silver and jewels, and there were countless amounts of money, which caused people to scramble to find them, and in the end they broke their heads.
Bloody.
He only thought that such a thing was a story in a storybook, but in fact, was there really a treasure in this world?
He thought it was far away from Songshan Village, but why did Taigong hide four bronze birds?
Zhang Yang shook his head, feeling that all this was beyond his imagination and he couldn't understand it.
I don't dare to think too much at the moment, I just understand that the fact that the four bronze birds are in Songshan Village must be kept a secret, otherwise, it will be a huge disaster for Songshan Village.
Although there were people he hated there, there were also people he cared about, villagers who had watched him grow up, and he didn't want any of them to be harmed.
Zhang Yang entered the inner room and presented the envelope with both hands.
Mr. Hong Wu, who was at the bottom, reached out to take it, opened the lacquered envelope, took out the letter inside and handed it to Li Mi.
Li Mi opened it and scanned it quickly, and suddenly laughed, "Linjiang Conference? This is really lively. My uncle, the Nine Princes, is also interesting. He took the daughter of a martial arts leader as his concubine and entered the world.
Internally, it is said that he doesn't like power and loves to make friends, but who knows?"
"On the third day of September, let's go there and join in the fun. With Fifth Brother's status in the world, we can get one or two invitations no matter what, right?"
Mr. Hong Wu laughed when he heard this, "Of course, the prince is going to go, so let's go and join in the fun!"
Zhang Yang listened quietly to the side and understood who the uncle Jiu Wang was talking about. Over the past few days, he had clarified a lot. He only roughly understood that the prince did not deal with King Yan, but with this uncle Jiu Wang.
My uncle doesn't seem to be able to deal with it either.
King Yan is the current emperor's younger brother. He is adopted in the name of the Queen Mother. He is equivalent to a direct descendant. He is three years older than he is now. He is the most famous prince among the brothers of the current generation. Speaking of the fiefdom of Yongzhou,
It is the richest.
But these Jiuwang uncles are not the same brothers of the late emperor and King Changshan, but just cousins. Up to now, there are only two such direct descendants in the royal family, so this King Hou can be regarded as famous.
He grew up in the fiefdom and is now only in his thirties, not much older than the Crown Prince, but his seniority is there.
These princes, who usually stay in their fiefdoms, come to Beijing every New Year to attend palace banquets, but they have to see each other all year round.
When Zhang Yang heard what he said, he didn't know why the prince didn't like this King Hou, and he didn't know what kind of person this King Hou was, but he thought that if he had to attend some Linjiang conference, he would have to travel far away again.
I'm afraid I won't be able to come back even if I don't have a month.
Thinking that these two days would be the birthdays of Aqiu and Lihua, Zhang Yang took advantage of Ding Xian's opportunity and went out to buy two gifts. When he came back, he asked for leave from Master Hong Wu.
When Mr. Hong Wu heard this, he thought about the little girl he had seen on the pier last time, and smiled as if he had been there before: "Okay, then you can go back today. The prince has made an appointment for the morning the next morning."
Let’s set off for Linjiang, and you can come back before the morning of tomorrow.”
This boy is smart, and these days when the prince is around him, the prince also takes him in his eyes, he is a promising person, he also likes this boy, so he is happy to give him this face.
After thinking about it, he asked a concubine who had been serving him in this house all year round to prepare two gifts and give them to Zhang Yang together.
Zhang Yang was a little flattered when he saw the box, but he couldn't refuse it, so he had to accept it gratefully.
That afternoon we headed to Songshan Village.
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A mule cart brought nearly five to six hundred kilograms of red peppers home. Seven or eight large baskets were placed down, occupying a small space in the yard.
The mold on Douban has not yet healed, so Song Qiu plans to wear chili peppers to dry them today.
These five kilograms of red chili peppers are equivalent to one kilogram of dried chili peppers, so you need to have more, otherwise the dried chili peppers will not be enough.
After lunch, the four of them each took a needle and threaded some twine to string the chili peppers. They didn't have enough twine, so they went to several shops in the village to beg for some.
Small things like this, borrowed from one family to another, are usually just a personal transaction, and others would not be so stingy as to have to pay for such a small thing.
Just like Old Yuan, he would always lend a hand when delivering a baby to any daughter-in-law in the village. She could just give her two red eggs, so she didn't have to be so open-minded.
It was very busy here, and old Mr. Deng had nothing to do, so he and Mr. Miao came over to help out, chatting and having fun, which was quite lively.
Not long after, a woman from the village came to visit Old Yuan and Old Deng for a leisurely stroll. It was Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Wang.
The two of them didn't come here to find work, they just came to relax. They were busy and couldn't just sit idle, so they helped choose the peppers and handed them to the handlers.
Mrs. Zhang is a person who likes to take time off. After a while, she couldn't help but bring out the things that Mrs. Wang had just discussed with her.
"Didn't we hear from Mrs. Wang earlier that Landlord Cheng's grandson was seriously ill and bedridden? There's new news here. I heard that Landlord Cheng's son-in-law specially welcomed the retired imperial doctor to see him, but he was helpless.
!The imperial doctor means that the Cheng family has to prepare for the funeral!"