Zheng Haizhu dusted off the dirt on his body, took two steps forward, and asked the man in brown in a loud voice: "I don't know when I offended that Eunuch Wei. Are you the servants of his villa outside the palace?"
The man in brown sneered: "You bitch, you have offended the people in my father-in-law's house, and we are going to bring you bad luck."
The man in green robe stood in front of Zheng Haizhu again: "Don't be rude to this girl."
Zheng Haizhu glanced at the man's rather handsome profile, but instead of being amazed, he was muttering.
girl?
Regardless of my age, and considering that I wear such an obvious bun, how could you assume that I am a woman who has not left the government?
At this time, several monks hurried over from the direction of the Zen room. Among them was an old man with a white beard and an ocher monk's robe. The slanted cassock shone with luster and swastika texture in the sunlight.
"I am the abbot of this temple," the old monk said with two sharp eyes under his white eyebrows, piercing the brown-clothed thug like a knife, "No matter who your master is, you don't want to cause trouble here and disturb the purity of Buddhism. It's up to you to leave on your own.
Or should I let my disciples kidnap you and go to the Southern Patrol Hall to meet the military master?"
The man in brown clothes saw a few more young monks gathering behind the old monk, and glanced at the servants of the young master in blue robes. Then he snorted, pointed at Zheng Haizhu and said: "Wait, I'll take care of you later for grandma."
Take it out."
Zheng Haizhu said calmly: "Sometimes it's my father-in-law, and now it's my mother-in-law. I don't even know where it came from."
After she finished the last part of the sentence, she looked at the Wang family's secret whistle behind the little novice who was holding the broom horizontally.
He received the report from Gu Qingquan a few days ago, and immediately made some improvised plans, setting up the scenario of a hero saving a beauty in a storybook. What he planned in his mind was to first establish friendship with the little granddaughter of the Zheng family.
Zheng Haizhu said "Oh" and Fu Li said: "Thank you, Master, for your chivalry and righteousness, and thank you Master for driving away the frivolous and cowardly disciples."
Today I made an exception for the Zheng family's little granddaughter.
Seeing a group of monks filing out of the Moon Cave Gate, Zheng Haizhu turned around, took off the baggage Hua Er was carrying, and dug out a piece of silver.
However, at this moment, this woman concealed her own strength and showed a bit of humility and flattery.
When Zhu Qianyu heard this, his heart was filled with excitement.
Then, he got his wish and saw that Zheng Haizhu's eyes became a little more vivid.
The abbot in brocade cassock put his palms together and said: "Today is the birthday of the Buddha. I will go to the front hall to perform the ceremony and say goodbye to the two Tan Yue."
Zhu Qianyu pursed his lips, took the silver piece, handed it to the servant beside him, turned his eyes back, and said to Zheng Haizhu in Shen Rou's melodious voice: "It's disrespectful, I'll accept it."
Zheng Haizhu smiled slightly: "I think I just recognized the wrong person. By the way, judging from the accent, the young master is not from the capital, either?"
Qin Fang's face turned serious: "Madam, didn't you say that Mr. Xu came forward to save me?"
Zheng Haizhu smiled: "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing the heart. Who knows if some corner of the world is coming out to commit deception? Lao Qin, don't you have to lift all the boxes of silk, tea, and spices here?"
Next, you can't just look at the superficial appearance, right? The same goes for recognizing people when encountering things. The more strange things and people are, the more careful you must be."
Half an hour later, Qin Fang stood in the alley in front of the "Zheng's Haoming" trading company, watching the rather decent carriage go away, and when he turned around, he met Zheng Haizhu's thoughtful gaze.
"It turns out that they are all from the same hometown in Nanzhili, and they are all under the sect of Tao Zhugong. They are really destined. I would like to ask, what kind of goods does Mr. Xu's house do in Guangdong?"
"My family has some small business and a few shops in Guangzhou."
Zheng Haizhu did not hide his interest in research, "Why does the young master's speech have a Jiangnan accent?"
Hua Er accompanied Zheng Haizhu into the backyard. Zheng Haizhu asked the little girl: "Do you think Mr. Xu is weird?"
"Mr. Xu, I was in a hurry just now and I didn't have time to put away the knife and cut the sleeve of your robe. This is the compensation money. Please accept it, Master."
Zhu Qianyu shook his head, and looked at Zheng Haizhu with a slightly embarrassed expression: "It turns out that you have some skills, but I stabbed you diagonally, which delayed you."
For the descendants of Jianwen, according to the rules of overseas royal families, Yingtian is the official capital of their Zhu family. Beijing is nothing but the lair of usurpers. They of the Jianwen lineage will never call Yingtian the "Southern" capital.
Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, this person's Mandarin clearly has one or two sharp sounds. The concept of sharp sounds was only proposed by linguists in the Qing Dynasty. Ming people may not be aware of it, but she often listens to Kun Opera and Peking Opera. Modern people are very sensitive.
Over here, the host asked the man in green robes with concern: "Is Mr. Xu okay?"
Zhu Qianyu changed his expression of concern and curiosity, and asked: "Oh? Just now, what did the bad guys say about the father-in-law and the mother-in-law, but shopkeeper Zheng offended them because of the palace market or something like that?"
"Shopkeeper Zheng," Zhu Qianyu looked around and suggested in a cautious tone, "Shall I take you back to the shop with the servant at home? In case the bad guy hasn't gone far, something unexpected may happen."
Even though Zhu Qianyu had heard from Miao Ruiyun and Liu Shimin more than once that Zheng Haizhu was by no means a delicate little lady, he still didn't expect that when faced with him today, this woman who clearly had no martial arts skills could actually resist the enemy.
Uncles and nephews of Zheng Lang and Zheng Yi from Ningde and Minhai had long reported to him that Zheng Haizhu not only walked on sea ships, but also exchanged black tea and spices with Yan Siqi, and sold firearms with Yu Zigao. Their livelihoods were both on and off the table. It was done successfully.
"anything else?"
Zheng Haizhu nodded: "My surname is Zheng. I open a warehouse in Beijing. Master Xu, just call me shopkeeper Zheng."
Zhu Qianyu smiled and said: "Didn't Shopkeeper Zheng ask me if I am from Beijing? In fact, I am from Beijing, but not from Beijing, but from Nanjing. My ancestors originally lived in Nanjing, and later came to the Guangdong area for business. At home. The elders miss their homeland the most, and the accents of their children and grandchildren naturally retain their old traces."
But after the storm calmed down, she turned out to be so indifferent to a man like her who showed first-class good looks. Her seemingly polite words contained a refusal to let strangers get close to her.
"Old Qin, do you remember the faces of Mr. Xu and his young man?"
Qin Fang nodded in agreement.
Zhu Qianyu was startled.
What does it mean? It should mean that she has a tendency to cling to me, right?
Zhu Qianyu, who just a moment ago thought he was frustrated by her cold reception, just like the tortoise released in the pond in front of Fahua Temple, swooped away without a trace.
The two secret sentries understood the meaning of the word "origin" and hid themselves among the pilgrims who were watching the excitement not far away. Then they returned to the main hall, preparing to follow the guys in brown clothes who were cursing and retreating.
The old abbot monk continued: "Nv Tan Yue has a way of self-defense, which is really powerful, but Mr. Xu decisively rescues people, which is also a chivalrous act. Nv Tan Yue, Mr. Xu, often comes to the small temple to give alms and play the piano."
Hua Er rolled his eyes and said: "His family is a businessman, and he doesn't look like a nerd. He should have seen all kinds of people dress up. How could he call his wife a girl when he met her with a bun like this?"
Zheng Haizhu thought for a moment, pursed her lips and said, "Okay."
"Mainly trading with foreign merchants. We trade Cantonese silk, Cantonese embroidery, porcelain, tea, and trade pepper and spices with the Manchurian, Siamese or French people. After getting the ship guide from the imperial court, we have to take a boat to Haojing."
"Also...it's nothing."
Zheng Haizhu smiled and said with fascination: "The business at the Young Master's house is a big deal. Although the goods my house sells are similar to those of your house, including fabrics and embroidery, they are just a little tossing along the canal. To earn a living and go to sea... I don’t dare to think about it, it’s too difficult.”
Zheng Haizhu sat down and looked at Hua Er with a smile: "Also, he looks handsome, wears high-quality two-color satin, plays the piano in the monastery, is rich and elegant. But after he came out to fight against injustice, he treated me like this Jing Chai, a sarong woman, is already a little old and far less good-looking than those ordinary women. She is so busy chatting that she doesn’t even play the piano anymore. She is rushing to send us back. Could it be because she heard that I am also a businessman? ?The business he describes is about the same as ours, and he boasts that it is better than ours, so why would he come to curry favor with us?"
Hua Erruo has some enlightenment.
"Hua Er," Zheng Haizhu took a sip of tea and spoke slowly, "those men who look particularly radiant are courting women like us for no reason. We must be more discerning. ."
"Well, Hua Er understands. By the way, Madam, what did the gang of thugs say about Eunuch Wei today? Did Madam ever offend him in the palace?"
Zheng Haizhu narrowed his eyes: "Even if there is a father-in-law named Wei who stands up for the guest, she should not be called Wei Chao. This is the real weirdness today."