Zhang Heng held the little tiger in his arms and followed the address given by Brother Zhang to find it.
Zhang family, a grain merchant in Dachang Prefecture.
He is one of the richest businessmen in the city.
But few people know.
The Zhang family, a wealthy businessman in the eyes of everyone, is actually the secret left behind by the Tiandao Sect when the Taoist sect retreated overseas sixty years ago.
Now the dark child is activated.
Brother Zhang also transformed into the eldest son of the Zhang family who was raised outside. Li Daitao was the most awkward.
"Is Master Zhang here?"
Zhang Heng did not go through the front door, but came along the back door.
"you are?"
The person who opened the door was an old man with missing teeth.
He was carrying a pipe pot in his hand and walked with a limp. He looked Zhang Heng up and down for a while and asked hesitantly: "Is he the temple blessing master of the Tiger Temple?"
Zhang Heng nodded: "It's me. Your young master told you about my coming, right?"
"I told you."
The old man hurriedly opened the door: "The young master also said that when you come, let me lead you to the bamboo forest in the backyard."
"Lead the way."
An old janitor.
Zhang Heng had nothing to say to him.
But this old man is obviously no ordinary servant.
While walking in front to lead the way, he was still muttering: "Master Miao Zhu, don't look at me. In the early years, I was a messenger of the Taoist sect. At that time, the Taoist sect had just retreated overseas, and many things had not been settled. As for me,
I was responsible for delivering letters to those immortal masters who had gone overseas and had no family members. I was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, but I was not afraid at all. At that time, some immortal masters told me that they would take me in when I grew up.
I want to be a disciple, but unfortunately my qualifications are dull and I feel sleepy while reading, so I was delayed."
Zhang Heng said nothing.
He is not a member of the Taoist sect in this world, and he is not interested in their retreat.
As for the old man with missing teeth.
He is not interested in how he secretly delivered news to Daomen when he was eleven or twelve years old.
Because I traveled all over the country for so many years.
If there is one person on the street, who doesn’t have a story?
"Temple Blessing Master..."
Zhang Heng said nothing.
The old man with missing teeth who led the way turned around and knelt down in front of Zhang Heng: "Miao Zhu, please have mercy on me. I am seventy-six years old this year. I suffered from hunger and cold in the early years, and my body and bones are not very strong. I am afraid that I don't have a few more years to live."
, but I don’t want to die, please save me. You are the Tiger God. Can’t the Tiger God turn into a ghost? Give me a chance. I am willing to be a ghost for the Tiger God. I don’t want to die.
"
Zhang Heng remained silent.
No one in the world is afraid of death.
Today I promised the toothless old man to turn him into a ghost and extend his life in a different way.
tomorrow.
Do you have to take care of other people when they beg him?
even though.
Ghosts are just ghost slaves, not immortals.
But after becoming a ghost, the ghost slave will not die even if the master does not die.
In the eyes of some people who have no hope of everlasting life.
Being alive is more important than anything else, and becoming a ghost slave is also a way.
Zhang Heng would not make such an opening.
This is his ruthlessness.
It is also His mercy.
"Uncle Huang, why are you kneeling here?"
The old man with missing teeth was about to say something.
A crisp girl's voice came from not far away.
Zhang Heng looked up.
What came was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a string of bells on her hands.
The girl is wearing a white dress.
The bells on her hands were ringing, and there was a hint of naughtiness beneath her beautiful appearance.
"Miss Lu."
Saw the girl.
The toothless old man stood up quickly, with embarrassment written all over his face: "As people get older, their legs and feet become useless. When walking, my legs become weak and I kneel down for some reason."
"Yeah?"
The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "Uncle Huang, how about I go and talk to my father? You are already so old, and it is very hard to work in the house. Why don't you go to Zhuangzi below?"
I am a steward, and I can also take care of myself during my old age."
Lao Huang was at a loss for words for a moment, so he forced himself to say: "Thank you for your concern, Miss. I'm doing fine, and I can still work for many more years. Don't bother me with such a trivial matter."
"Fine."
The girl just thought that Old Huang had been in the house for a long time and was reluctant to leave. She didn't think much about it, and soon her eyes fell on Zhang Heng: "Uncle Huang, who is this?"
"This is the temple blessing master of the Tiger Temple, who is also the young master's friend. He is here to visit the young master."
Lao Huang was vague.
Zhang Heng looked at the girl with some surprise. From Huang's words, it was not difficult to tell that the girl should be the eldest lady of the Zhang family, and it was obvious that she did not know the origin of the Zhang family and the involvement of the Taoist sect.
"I'm looking for my eldest brother."
I heard they were here to see Zhang Buxiu.
The girl was a little strange: "My eldest brother has been back for a few months, and he has never left the door all day long. He only knows how to dance with swords and swords. How can he have many friends?"
about her doubts.
No one answered for her.
Because everyone in the Zhang family obviously wanted to hide it from her, even Lao Huang was unwilling to say anything more and hurriedly led Zhang Heng inside.
"That's the eldest lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Lu."
Seven crutches and eight crutches.
After throwing Zhang Lu away, Lao Huang sighed and explained to Zhang Heng: "The child is a good child, but his life is not good. If he is born into such a family, his destiny is not his own."
Zhang Heng nodded.
The Zhang family is the hidden son of the Tiandao Sect, so naturally, the children of the Zhang family cannot decide their own destiny.
Zhang Lu looked quite pretty.
According to the original script, after Brother Zhang joined the Shunwang camp, he had to offer this cheap sister as a way to advance to the throne.
"The fourth child is here."
Just thinking about it.
The bamboo forest has arrived.
Brother Zhang was shirtless, holding a double-edged sword in his hand, and looked like he was practicing martial arts.
"How's it going over there, Mr. Zhu?"
Stab the double-edged knife in his hand on the ground.
Brother Zhang picked up the towel placed on the bamboo and wiped his sweat.
"If you practice Confucianism, Martial Arts, and Dharma at the same time, you can be considered a half martial artist."
Zhang Heng did not talk about the second brother Zhu, but frowned and said: "As a martial arts practitioner, you just poke your weapon on the ground casually. If you don't care about the weapon, how can you expect it to help you kill the enemy?"
"Why do you care so much about such a small thing?"
Brother Zhang looked indifferent: "This knife is just a knife that I usually train with, and it is not my saber. You don't need to care so much."
Zhang Heng shook his head: "I advise you to give up the idea of practicing martial arts as soon as possible. If you practice martial arts, it's not because you like martial arts, nor because you want to learn it. It's just because you feel that warriors advance quickly in the early stage and their combat power increases so much that you can use weapons.
It's an indifferent attitude, and I guess you have the same attitude towards martial arts. With this mentality, it would be unreasonable for you to succeed."
"Pull him down quickly."
"There is a man in the sect who eats, sleeps, and bathes all day long, and never leaves his body with his sword."
"What's the result? I practiced sword practice until I vomited blood. Like him, I'm not far away from becoming a demon."
Brother Zhang disagrees.
Seeing that a child cannot be taught.
Zhang Heng said no more.
Zhang Heng didn't say anything.
Brother Zhang asked again: "What did Zhu Laoer say?"
After saying that, he asked again: "Have you taught him a lesson?"
Brother Zhang looked like he had come over before: "If you ask me, you have to treat Zhu Laoer later and let him know who is the one who calls the shots."
"Although Zhu Laoer is not our son-in-law."
"But look at what's going on in the Zhu family right now, there are some things that didn't happen after marrying the third sister."
"If I remember correctly, the Zhu family only had seven acres of thin farmland back then, but now they have three thousand acres."
Said.
Brother Zhang picked up the knife and cut off a piece of bamboo: "I really think that I am a business wizard who can turn stone into gold. He doesn't even look in the mirror. Without our Zhang family, he would not be able to get anything even if he begs for food."
Zhang Heng thought for a while: "You have such ideas, I should have let you go."
"Let me go?"
Brother Zhang turned around in confusion: "Fourth brother, you didn't deal with him, did you?"
Zhang Heng shook his head.
No matter what, Brother Zhu is still his brother-in-law.
As a brother-in-law, he can't just go up and punch him hard.
If the second brother Zhu was really beaten, the third sister would cry to death.
Rather than doing this, it is better to let him fish for the moon in the water.
I cry anyway.
No matter how you look at it, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.
"Brother, eat melon."
Don't wait to say any more.
Accompanied by the sound of bells, Zhang Lu came carrying a fruit plate.
"let it go."
Brother Zhang's attitude was indifferent and his tone was not cordial.
"oh."
Zhang Lu was a little disappointed. He looked up at the little tiger flapping butterflies in the bamboo forest. He wanted to play with the little tiger, but after looking back at Brother Zhang, he didn't dare to say anything. He could only say softly: "Brother, I
I went back to my room to study."
"Go ahead."
Brother Zhang waved his hand.
I don't care about this nominally cheap sister.
This is also inevitable.
He is a fake son of the Zhang family, and he is not Zhang Lu's eldest brother.
It's just that Zhang Lu doesn't know.
She only pretended that her eldest brother didn't like her, so she pursed her lips and tried to hold back, so she didn't cry.
"I don't know what Zhang Quan is doing."
Wait until Zhang Lu leaves.
Brother Zhang complained: "My daughter is so old, but she still doesn't get along with her. She even asked me to help with the acting and cover for him."
"Acting is very hard. I practice martial arts all day long, eat ginseng, and drink deer blood."
“The day you can’t bear it any more, there will be no need to bear it anymore.”
As soon as Zhang Lu left.
Brother Zhang showed a smile that every man understands.
"As a parent, who doesn't want his daughter to be carefree?"
Zhang Heng said: "The reality is very cruel. As a hidden child, you have to be prepared to be abandoned at any time. I think Zhang Quan really loves this daughter and does not let her be exposed to these things. It seems that he is preparing to find a good family.
I married her without intending to involve her in Tiandao Sect and the imperial court."
Brother Zhang sneered: "What a beautiful idea. If it weren't for the help of the sect, Zhang Quan could become one of the top wealthy businessmen in Dachang Mansion, with a group of wives and concubines, and someone would sneeze when he stomps his feet?"
"Now he has been enjoying happiness for decades. You have a share in enjoying the happiness, but you refuse to contribute. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
Said.
Brother Zhang winked: "What do you think of this girl? I like to give it to you." He paused slightly: "This girl is good-looking, and she likes to wear bells. She looks interesting."
Zhang Heng asked back: "Why don't you think about yourself? You are in your early thirties, and I haven't heard you say anything about relationships."
"hey-hey..."
Brother Zhang laughed directly: "I have countless friends in the sect. Those junior sisters know that I am the disciple of the master of Tianming Peak, and they are willing to support me."
Speaking of rising.
Brother Zhang couldn't help but beam with excitement: "There is a junior sister who has such a pure appearance, especially her eyes, which gives people a very innocent feeling, and I want to bully her."
"I chased her, but she still refused."
"How did it turn out? There was a sect mission. I used some connections and assigned her to my group, and she was captured that night."
While talking, Brother Zhang reminisced: "That skin, that tenderness, when she cried, not to mention the circles under her eyes, even her nose turned red, all the way to her ears. What's even better, the contrast was so big, I took off her clothes."
, what did you say..."
Brother Zhang looked around.
When he saw the little tiger flapping at butterflies, his eyes lit up and he said proudly, "That hair is thicker than your tiger's."
"Um?"
The cute tiger looked back in a dazed manner.
He looked at Brother Zhang and then at Zhang Heng, as if asking: "Did someone call me?"
"Shameless!"
Zhang Heng couldn't figure out what to be proud of.
"Old Four."
"You usually don't come out, but this time you finally come to Dachang Mansion. Please stay with me for a few days before leaving."
Seeing that Zhang Heng is not interested in his private life.
Brother Zhang stopped talking about this: "It's okay for you to go back. Just follow me around. Maybe you'll see someone's little girl and you'll be right."
"How could I be okay?"
Zhang Heng put on a serious face: "I came here this time to tell you that you just need to practice well and don't think about Prince Shun's affairs."
"What's the meaning?"
Brother Zhang was a little confused.
"literal meaning."
Zhang Heng said seriously: "I have two things to do when I come out this time. One is to see Brother Zhu, and the other is..."
There was a slight pause in his tone: "I accept King Shun's life."
"You want to kill King Shun?"
Brother Zhang was even more confused: "What's going on? Do you have a grudge against King Shun?"
"without."
Zhang Heng shook his head: "I've never met him, so where can I have any hatred?"
Said.
I didn’t wait for Brother Zhang to ask again.
Zhang Heng explained himself: "I killed King Shun not because we had any grudge, but because I was defending my position and purging hostile forces."
"Aren't you very curious about where my cultivation techniques come from?"
"I was born in Maoshan and have the Dharma lineage of the Three Mountains."
"My lineage is a mortal enemy of the Nether Sect."
"Unfortunately, King Shun has the inheritance of the Blood Sea lineage of the Nether Sect. Out of defense of the camp, I am going to accept him."
"You're crazy."
Although I don’t understand what Maoshan and Nether Sect are.
But he still understands this.
This is not subjugation, but acceptance of fate.
"Prince Shun is the son of Emperor Li and the eighth prince of Li Dynasty. If you attack him, you will be dead." Brother Zhang comforted him: "Fourth brother, you are still young, so you can't act nonsense. You have to think about the consequences."
Zhang Heng was a little bit dumbfounded.
How can the people of Maoshan and those who clean up the Nether Sect be called nonsense?
These are two incompatible camps, right?
As for the consequences of killing King Shun.
The faint yellow sky.
Zhang Heng has long wanted to test the strength of these people.
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