Chapter two hundred and eighty-two people without addiction can't make friends
There were more than thirty descendants of King Qi gathered in front of the Xiangzhen Hall. The ten guys who had been beaten up by Xue Tong, Feng Hu and others were also among them. This group of despicable kings, common people, and scoundrels were fully prepared this time.
, all of them were holding sticks and were furious, knocking with sticks and kicking with their feet, trying to break down the door. Wang Ruqian, a famous scholar from Huizhou, ignored the pain all over his body and stood under a plum tree with the support of two healthy servants, standing on the sidelines and watching.
He wanted to see the misfortune of the three Zhang brothers. As long as Zhang Yuan was worse off than him, he would be relieved and felt that the beating he received was worth it. Qi No pop-upqi
"Bang bang bang——"
The common people led by the deposed king smashed the door and shouted angrily: "Open the door, open the door——"
"If you don't open the door, I'll light a fire and burn you to death!"
"..."
The door suddenly opened inward, and a guy who was about to kick the door kicked it in the air and fell in. He was kicked in the chest and trampled on the ground, unable to struggle. The common people outside the door only heard a "哓哓" sound.
, this was the sound of a sword being drawn out of its sheath, and then the sword's light flashed, and Youru shouted sternly: "Where did the murderer dare to set fire to Nandu and commit murder!"
The group of deposed kings and common people in front of the Xiangzhen Hall were all shocked:
Flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife, this is Jinyiwei!
Pointed hat, brown clothes, white leather boots, this is Dongchang Fanzio!
For a moment, there was silence in front of the door.
Wang Ruqian on the side was also dumbfounded. He didn't understand what was going on. Why did so many Jin Yiwei and Fanzi rush out of the Xiangzhen Pavilion?
Liu Gaoya walked out, his voice neither high nor low, just enough for everyone present to hear clearly: "No one is allowed to leave, please tell me their names."
Ten Jinyi guards and ten Dongchang fans quickly stopped at both ends. The sharp knives in their hands reflected the bright lights of the 1st courtyard. The common people of the deposed king, who had always bullied the weak and feared the strong, immediately panicked. The guy in the lead bowed repeatedly and said: "Da come in,
We are the royal family of King Qi, this—"
"Shut up!" Liu Gaoya yelled: "Do you have any documents from Zongru Mansion? He was deposed as a commoner two hundred years ago, and he still dares to call himself a member of the royal clan!"
Over the past two hundred years, the descendants of the deposed King of Qi have become more and more depraved. In the end, few of them were even literate, and they were not even named according to their seniority. Now these people only know that they are Taizu Emperor Gao.
The descendants of the seventh son are also named with the five elements radical, and know nothing about the rest. They have lived at the bottom of society for a long time, but they are lazy and lazy. They can only rely on their ancestors to bully the good and extort.
At this time, when Liu Gaoya spoke harshly and asked about other abilities, everyone was dumbfounded and looked at each other in panic. Their cowardice and despicableness were all exposed. So it is said that the princes and generals have a certain kind of Xiang Ning - Liu Gaoya said: "Please tell me your name one by one, starting from you
Start." He pointed toward the leading man, who crossed his hands and said, "Young boy, Zhu Youxiao."
Liu Gaoya had been reminded by Zhang Yuan before that the names given to these deposed kings and common people were often taboo. Ordinary people probably didn't know who Zhu Youxiao was. However, Liu Gaoya was the seventh-grade leader of Dongchang, and Zhang Yuan had reminded him.
How could you not know that Zhu Youxiao is the name of the current emperor's eldest grandson? He sneered and ordered the Jin Yiwei to take down this "Zhu Youxiao" - "Zhu Youxiao" shouted: "What kind of king's law has Xiaoru committed!"
Liu Gaoya said: "You will know better when you get to Yingyao's Yamen - take it!"
"Zhu Youxiao" tied up his hands, and the other deposed kings and common people came forward to sign up one by one. Liu Gaoya tied up those "Zhu Houzhao", "Zhu Dajun" and "Zhu Xuanzhen" one by one, and dispersed the rest.
, these deposed kings and common people came with great momentum, and then left in disgrace.
Zhang E had good eyesight and had already seen Wang Ruqian under the plum tree. Seeing that Wang Ruqian was about to leave, he quickly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Master Wang, why are you leaving? Why don't you go in and have a drink?"
Wang Ruqian looked gloomy. The strength that had previously supported him was gone. He felt pain all over his body and could no longer stand. He was supported by two healthy servants, lowered his head and said nothing, limping towards Chaoku Street.
After leaving, he was extremely depressed - a girl from the nearby Yiyuan entered his house, and there were many maids and servants watching. Zhang E said to Liu Gaoya: "This is Wang Ruqian, a famous scholar in Huizhou. He wants to take advantage of the crisis to take Wang Weigu as his concubine. When he is in trouble, he
It is really shameless for such a polite scum to take pleasure in others' misfortunes."
Zhang Dai said: "What happened today will soon spread. Let's see how shameless this famous Huizhou scholar is!"
The girls from the 1st courtyard who were watching on the side came over one after another to inquire about Li Xueyi and Wang Wei. Suddenly, they complained to the Jinyi guards about the extortion and extortion of these deposed kings and common people, and requested to be severely punished -
—Liu Gaoya cupped his hands to Zhang Yuan and said, "Master Zhang, I'm going to Yingyao's Yamen right now. Don't worry, Master, these guys won't dare to harass you again because of their boldness and fearlessness."
Zhang Yuan returned the greeting and said, "Thank you very much Liu Daru. I will come to the Inner Guards Mansion tomorrow to thank Eunuch Xing and to thank Captain Liu."
Liu Gaoya was very happy. This Mr. Zhang was very understanding. He knew that Eunuch Xing and Zhang Yuan were very similar. If Zhang Yuan was willing to say a few kind words for him in front of Eunuch Xing, he would be better than his diligent
Thousand Three Years - Liu Gaoya led a group of royal guards and fans to escort the deposed king and common people to the Yamen of Yingyao Mansion. It was already the end of Haishi. Zhang Yuan said to Zhang Dai and Zhang E: "Eldest brother, third brother, at night
It’s already late, it’s time for us to say goodbye.”
Zhang Dai nodded and said, "Well, it's time to go back."
Li Xueyi looked at Wang Wei. Wang Wei's face turned red and he remained silent.
Li Xueyi also knew that tonight was not the right time, so she said to Wanfu, the three Zhang brothers: "Three Xianggong Zhang, you are neglecting us today. We will arrange an exquisite banquet for the three Xianggongs on another day."
Zhang E looked at Li Xueyi's soft and charming expression, and said hurriedly: "I will definitely come, I will definitely come."
Wang Wei silently offered three blessings and one blessing to Brother Zhang Yuan. His beautiful face was so beautiful in the dim light and shadow that even Li Xueyi was surprised. I wonder why Wang Wei became radiant after all these twists and turns?
...The tea ceremony master Min Wenshui, who is only half a century old and has completely white hair and beard, has been sitting in the inner hall, turning a deaf ear to what happened in front of the door. Perhaps Mr. Wen felt that he was powerless and could not help, so it was better to be anxious than to worry.
After sitting quietly and recuperating, he came out with his cane and boarded the boat at the small pier of Chaoku Street with Zhang Yuan and others. Wang Wei and his maid Huixiang saw each other off on the shore. The night wind was quite strong, blowing the skirts to
On one side, her busty breasts and slender waist are facing the wind, with concave and convex shapes. Against the backdrop of the night and lights, when Zhang Yuan and others got off the boat and looked up, the girl Wang Wei, fluttering in the wind, looked like something out of Wu Daozi's fairy scroll——
The boat was far away from the shore, but Wang Wei was still standing on the bank of the Qinhuai River. Zhang E sighed: "It turned out that Jiezi made friends with the eunuchs for the sake of beauty. It is really a far-sighted plan. Now my eldest brother and I have lost to you, and we can't compete with you for Wang Xiuwei."
, looking at Wang Xiuwei’s eyes, full of affection, I almost want to throw myself into Jie Zi’s arms.”
Zhang Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "Third brother, your eyesight is as good as wearing a telescope."
Zhang Dai thought about what happened at the Xiangzhen Pavilion just now, patted the side of the boat and said: "What happened just now was full of twists and turns, just like a drama by Guan Hanqing, especially Wang Ruqian, who changed his face several times. This celebrity's performance was really wonderful."
Zhang Yuan laughed.
Wu Ling smiled and said: "That Wang Mingshi was beaten so hard that his forehead was broken."
Zhang Dai said: "The most hilarious thing is the way Wang Ruqian followed these gangsters to watch the fun. He expected these gangsters to beat us up, but he was disappointed. That scene didn't happen. I'm really sorry."
Zhang Yuandao said: "I just want to punish that group of deposed kings and common people. Wang Ruqian brought it together by himself. There is no role for him tonight." What he thought in his heart was: "This is just a group of deposed kings and common people who can be so tyrannical and bully good people."
No one dares to take care of it. Zhu Yuanzhang's enfeoffed descendants have now multiplied to hundreds of thousands, and their families have millions of slaves. This huge parasitic class occupies a large amount of farmland and is a major cancer in late Ming society——"
Naturally, Zhang E didn't know that Zhang Yuan had thought so much, so he rolled his eyes and said: "It's a pity that the song has finally faded away, and the beauty is as beautiful as a flower across the water."
Zhang Dai said: "Then what else do you want?"
Zhang E said: "Of course I want to fall in love with Li Xueyi. Brother, don't fake Taoism and say you don't want to - Jie Zi, what about you?"
Min Wenshui heard that the Zhang brothers were talking wildly and that the young man was too ridiculous. He poked the boat plank with his cane and shouted: "Stop at Taoye Ferry."
When Min Wenshui got off the boat at Taoye Ferry, Zhang Dai said: "Lao Wen, Xiaosheng will visit Lao Wen tomorrow."
Min Wenshui responded vaguely and went ashore.
Zhang E said: "This old man is a weirdo, as if he is something special."
Zhang Dai said with a smile: "I like his quirks and quirks that you can't get along with, because he has no deep affection; he has no flaws and you can't get along with him, because he has no true energy."
Zhang Yuan applauded and said: "Brother's clear words are wonderful. Yuan Shigong once said something similar - I see the world's detestable words and tasteless words, but they all fall into my ears without any taste - only not as meaningful as what my eldest brother said."
Zhang E said happily: "Isn't this a compliment to me? I have many quirks and flaws. Both my eldest brother and Jiezi are not as good as me."
Zhang Dai and Zhang Yuan looked at each other and smiled: This Zhang Yanke feels really good about himself.
The boat was moored by the Tongji Bridge, and Zhang Yuan and his party walked back to the foot of Jiming Mountain to listen to the Zen retreat. At this time, they had handed over three drums, green plums, and Suzhi were still waiting. They were all very happy to know that everything was okay.
The cook had already fallen asleep and could not wake up, so Mu Zhenzhen went to the kitchen and boiled water for the three young masters to bathe - there were three small buildings in the shape of a Chinese character. The small building on the right side of Zhang Yuan's house had two floors, and the bathroom was at the bottom.
On the first floor, Zhang Yuan was soaking comfortably in the big bathtub, closing his eyes and looking up, recalling that so many things had happened in just a short period of time today, from the Imperial College to Quzhong 1st Hospital, all kinds of things appeared like a revolving door, with different faces.
Different, just as the eldest brother Zhang Dai said, it was like reenacting a drama... A pair of hands put on his shoulders and rubbed them gently. The hands were rough and strong, but they were gentle while massaging and kneading - Zhang Yuan
Holding the hand on his right shoulder with his backhand, the back of the hand was smooth and tender. Zhang Yuan said: "Zhenzhen, take a bath with me -"
Mu Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Young master, no."
Zhang Yuandao: "Let's wash it together to save trouble, come on."
Mu Zhenzhen refused and said with a smile: "Wait until the water is full and it comes out. Besides, this one is too crowded."
Zhang Yuan laughed and said, "It's fun just to be crowded."
Mu Zhenzhen shook his head and refused. When Zhang Yuan saw that she really refused, it was okay. He would not force her. It is a good quality to remain shy. He said: "Next time, let Laifu go to the market to buy a big bathtub.
Come, how about it?"
Mu Zhenzhen remained silent. After a while, he changed the subject and asked, "Master, are your arms sore from practicing archery?"
Zhang Yuan said: "Why doesn't it hurt? My right arm has been swollen for almost a month, and it hurts even when I write."
Mu Zhenzhen sighed softly, kneaded Zhang Yuan's right shoulder and arm, and said: "Young Master, the officials in the prison are not treating the young master well, so the young master should just leave the prison. Isn't Master Jiao more knowledgeable?"
Where’s the top pick?”
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "It's okay. The plague official named Mao has been arrested. If I am released from prison, what will I tell my father when he comes to Jinling in a few days? I will be scolded."
Mu Zhenzhen said "Oh": "My master will be back soon. Do you want to prepare anything, young master?"
Zhang Yuan said: "There is no rush, we will wait until father arrives."
After bathing, Zhang Yuan went upstairs to rest. The continuous autumn rain started to fall again. It was the early August. It was a bit chilly at night. With the little glacier climate, it was early for the weather to turn cold.
Mu Zhenzhen followed upstairs and made Zhang Yuan's bed. This was Zhang Yuan's bedroom. Although Zhang Yuan had not rested here all night before, Mu Zhenzhen still tidied everything up every day - "Master
Rest, my servant has something to do."
Zhang Yuan knew that she was going to wash up, so he said: "Zhenzhen, come up as soon as you wash up. The clothes will be washed tomorrow. I'll wait for you."
Mu Zhenzhen's blue eyes were filled with shyness, she bowed her head in response and hurried downstairs.
Zhang Yuan went to bed and lay down, listening to the patter of cold rain outside the building. He felt that he was really tired today. He simply didn't want to move anymore. Not only was he tired physically, but he was also tired mentally. Such an Imperial College student would have to fight with each other. When he met a celebrity from Huizhou, he
Cynical and sarcastic remarks about him, if he enters the officialdom in the future and has the ambition to help the world, and is unwilling to drift with the world, he will encounter more difficulties and offend more and more people - there are singing, singing and laughter faintly coming from the wind and rain outside the building,
That should be the eldest brother Zhang Dai playing the sheng. Zhang Yuan thought to himself: "The eldest brother is in such a good mood. He is still playing the sheng and having fun so late. The third brother is alive. He does whatever he wants and feels very good about himself. Why can't I play the sheng with him?"
They generally indulge themselves. After thirty years, the country is ruined and the family is destroyed. Don’t most of them still survive? The eldest brother can do it, the third brother can do it, but I can’t. The prophets and prophets in ancient Greek mythology all suffered
Huge spiritual pain. The prophets and prophets knew that their city and country were about to be destroyed, but they could not express it clearly. They were unable to save them. They opened their eyes with sorrow and compassion and finally perished together. I can never do this. In thirty years, I can
Do a lot of things, slowly turn around, slowly turn around, and your destiny will eventually change——"
I can’t help but remember what Wang Wei on the bow of the boat said when he first arrived at Jinling talking about the scenery of Qinhuai and the allusions and rhymes: "——I hope that when my white hair hangs down, I will visit Qinhuai again and the scenery will be the same."
Zhang Yuan thought: "Well, this should be my ambition."
After self-decompression, the slightly shaken belief became as solid as a stone again. Zhang Yuan calmed down and the lamp flame on the bedside table became smaller. Mu Zhenzhen did not go upstairs yet. Zhang Yuan felt sleepy and fell into the gurgling autumn rain.