After Liang Sheng crawled out of the tomb, he took a deep breath, turned a few corners, walked a certain distance, and after confirming that it was the mark he had made, he took out a shovel from inside.
Then without any hesitation, he started digging directly under the mark. Not long after, a small wooden box and a body wearing a shroud appeared.
This was a corpse that had been soaked in special medicine. The body had not changed much, but the appearance was almost rotten. However, Liang Sheng did not feel too scared.
He first took out the clothes from the wooden box and changed them, then destroyed the shroud that he took off, then packed the contents of the small wooden box and carried it on his back, and then dragged the body to his "grave".
Then he put the body into his "coffin" and filled it with soil again. Since it was a newly dug grave, he didn't have to worry about others seeing that it had been dug up again.
Then he stood for a long time looking at his name on the tombstone, "So I will first examine the tomb of Liang Gong Baosheng." He didn't know what it felt like.
But after all, I have broken away from my previous identity and can say goodbye to the past. It can be said that this kind of scene will almost be the norm in the future.
The Liang and Wu families also fully recognized the reality and finally stopped hiding in hiding. On the surface, they were cooperating with the county government and they didn't seem to have any complaints about this situation.
It was not until sunset that Zhang Yuntai persuaded Zhang Rongjun to leave. On the way back, Zhang Rongjun was obviously in a trance.
Zhang Yuntai didn't dare not wake him up at this time, otherwise his old man would definitely be angry with him. Today was a very important day for him.
I don’t know what the relationship was between them. When Zheng Wanchun left and the new county government chief was appointed, he was still willing to support Zhang Rongjun.
Wuchang has long since lost the high-spiritedness he once had. He is now over eighty years old, and has yet to be able to break through to the ninth level of the acquired world. He is afraid that his time is running out.
But don’t blame me for not bringing them here. After all, they are still young and not suitable for coming to a place like this. So what if they come, will they make you greedy?"
As for Zhang Rongjun's teahouse, it became popular after all. On the day of its opening, Zheng Wanchun came to celebrate in person.
Ten years have passed in a flash.
After traveling through time and living for nearly forty years, I finally became free one day!
As for the young man who asked the little beggar to report the news, there has been no news, so we can only let it go, but some people who are caring still remember it in their hearts.
"Dad, things are ready."
After all, everything in the world is like a piece of loess in front of time. Only you stand on the long river of time, overlooking all living beings, and will be eternal.
But ordinary people would never have imagined that the tears shed by the Liang and Wu families were not sad, but excited. Xia Zhiqiu had put too much pressure on them over the years.
However, Zhang Rongjun and his son did not become arrogant and domineering because of this. Instead, they became more cautious in their actions. They knew how to advance and retreat in dealing with everyone, and were neither humble nor overbearing.
Outside the cemetery, the gravekeeper of the Liang family took one look and stopped paying attention. After all, Zhang Rongjun and his son would come here every Qingming Festival and today in the past ten years.
This is a martial arts family. Without this tolerance, how could it survive for hundreds of years? And in the past ten years, their investment in their descendants has also increased greatly.
Time flies.
"Brother Sheng, I'm here to see you again. You said that you have never married a wife and had a baby. When I leave, I don't know if I, a brat like me, will remember to come and offer incense to you.
"Ah? Oh, are you ready? Let's go then."
It is a pity that the highest cultivation level among the descendants of the Wu family is only the seventh level of the day after tomorrow, which makes him a little helpless. After all, with Xia Zhiqiu's methods, how can the family prosper again?
Fortunately, the mountain of Xia Zhiqiu finally left and they could take a breather. However, they did not expect that their lives would not be easy in the next ten years.
Zhang Rongjun rambled on, saying something here, saying something there, and then almost told the whole situation of Jinzhou City intermittently.
Zhang Rongjun tremblingly collected all the incense candles, paper money, and arranged the six sacrificial animals. Then he took out a pot of wine and sprinkled it in front of the grave.
Zhang Yuntai supported Zhang Rongjun and walked slowly in front, while the servants followed behind silently and solemnly, carrying incense candles, paper money and other sacrificial items.
Then they came to a grave. Zhang Rongjun did not speak, but silently picked up a small hoe and cleared the weeds in front of the grave himself, without Zhang Yuntai's help.
The Liang and Wu families also tried it out, but the newly appointed county magistrate also acted vigorously and resolutely, giving them no chance to take the lead.
Thinking of this, Liang Sheng's expression returned to calmness, and then he turned around and walked out without any nostalgia.
There seems to be no change in Jinzhou City, except that some of the people still think of the scene of farewell ten years ago when the county magistrate Xia Zhiqiu left office ten years ago.
But you said you were the same, you lived a carefree and carefree life, why did you fall for a woman in the end? You haven’t even drunk the tea from my restaurant..."
The county magistrate who took over could be said to have firmly inherited Xia Zhiqiu's policies. However, the family was damaged, but the people were living a much better life than before.
Zhang Yuntai couldn't help but be a little confused. Zhang Rongjun also sat down again at this time, shook his head, and had a wry smile on his lips, "It's so similar! I'm so old and confused, eh."
Zhang Yuntai carefully helped Zhang Rongjun get into the carriage and drove out of the city, finally stopping at the top of a mountain.
He didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, he just sat down on the ground and drank wine from afar, as if he were an old friend right in front of him.
By the way, remember to go to the county government office these two days and take care of everything. It used to be Brother Sheng's relationship, so you should know it well. If you don't move around often, the relationship will fade away."
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At this moment, he has regained his youthful appearance and fine-tuned his appearance through extreme health-preserving exercises. No one can associate his current appearance with Liang Sheng.
"Father?"
"But thanks to you, the business of my teahouse is very good. This year Mrs. Yunta has another baby, a pink and tender baby, and my Zhang family is getting more prosperous.
Suddenly, he stood up suddenly and looked out of the carriage. Zhang Yuntai couldn't help but was startled. She quickly looked back, but she only saw the back of a young man.
This is the cemetery of the Liang family.
Zhang Rongjun waved his hand to tell Zhang Yuntai not to worry, "It's okay, don't worry about me, I just remembered some past events.
At that time, the heads of the Liang and Wu families were even more excited and shed tears, which made people feel very emotional. The government and the people were so harmonious. It is conceivable that the people in Jinzhou City affirmed Xia Zhiqiu's political achievements during his tenure.
Zhang Yuntai carefully woke up Zhang Rongjun, who was already slightly asleep. Ten years later, Zhang Rongjun was already much older. After all, he was not good at martial arts.
Zhang Rongjun started crying as he spoke. Zhang Yuntai looked on with some anxiety. The old man was most afraid of such ups and downs of emotions, but he didn't dare to say anything.
"Don't worry, father, the child has already been prepared and nothing will go wrong."
Zhang Rongjun nodded when he heard this, but he was still mumbling to himself, a little dazed, "It's so similar!"
But he didn't know that the young man who had surprised him just now turned around and looked at Zhang Rongjun's carriage as he drove away, smiling slightly with white teeth.
This young man had a face similar to Liang Sheng's.