Zhang Wu felt that Cheng Gou would use other methods to return the money to him, which was not a matter of pride or hypocrisy.
Rather, under the constraints of morality and etiquette, when people interact with each other, they have a balance in their hearts and a standard for doing things.
If you gave it to me, I would accept it right away, which is like being greedy for money.
And if you don’t give it to me if I don’t want it, it will appear that you are heartless.
How not to embarrass both parties and make each other a loving and righteous person needs to test the "humanity and sophistication" of the two people.
Cheng Gou was able to grow from an unknown soldier to an eighth-level jailer. His worldly sophistication cannot be underestimated.
Of course, if he really missed the money and didn't express it, Zhang Wu would not only not be disappointed, but would be relieved.
When the friendship is deep, fate is entangled, and the other party encounters difficulties, it is difficult for you to stay out of it.
Sometimes you have to rush to help even though you know you are outmatched, otherwise it would be heartless and unjust.
Now that he has a sixth uncle, for the sake of his own life, Zhang Wu does not want to have a close relationship with anyone.
Until the world is invincible, just hold on!
The two chatted for a while, and the sky outside had completely darkened, and the jailer on duty at night also came to the execution room to take over.
After midnight, Zhang Wu changed out of his prison uniform, put on his own white robe, and left the prison with his hands behind his back.
Other jailors like to go shopping in prison uniforms, carry iron rulers in their arms, and tie ropes around their waists, making them look very majestic. Zhang Wu has passed this stage.
After a year of curfew, the capital has finally returned to its nighttime bustle.
All the way to the south of the city, after passing Xuanhe Gate, Zhang Wu stood in front of a restaurant.
"Iron Pillar Wine Shop?"
"It's true..."
When we walked into the store, the business was pretty good. Even though the people eating were not decent people, mostly from different religions, the seats were still packed.
"Brother Wu?"
Zhou Tiezhu was overjoyed and hurried up to greet him.
"How are you lately?"
Zhang Wu smiled and punched the opponent in the chest.
Zhou Tiezhu said with a naive smile:
"Everything is better. It's easier than being in prison."
"That's good."
Zhang Wu nodded, read a few dishes according to the menu hanging on the shopkeeper's table, and prepared to take them home to eat.
The iron rice bowl of Tianlao is lucrative, but it can also easily distort human nature.
As a time traveler, my moral quality is several times higher than that of these uneducated ancient people, and they were almost blackened by the environment. For an honest person like Zhou Tiezhu, leaving Tianlao is a wise choice.
"I heard you are getting married soon?"
While chatting, Zhang Wu pretended to be interested in cooking and came to the kitchen as a habit.
Make sure you can peel, stir-fry, and add any condiments within your sight.
Moreover, the dishes had just been washed, and the water had just been fetched from the well. This bucket of water was used for cooking for everyone, so Zhang Wucai could chat with ease.
Zhou Tiezhu scratched his head shyly and said:
"My parents like it, I think it's okay."
The orders of parents, the words of matchmakers, and the so-called "love" of later generations were luxuries in ancient times.
When her parents agreed, she got married.
It doesn't matter whether we love or not. Under the constraints of morality, if we respect each other as guests, it will last a lifetime in the blink of an eye.
Not long after, a girl came down from the second floor. She had a simple face and very simple clothes. She was carrying a pile of leftover plates and cutlery on the tray. She was obviously working in the store.
"Er Niu, come here and call Brother Wu."
Zhou Tiezhu greeted quickly.
"Brother Wu."
The girl shouted in reverence. She didn't feel as strange as meeting her for the first time. She must have heard the story of King Wu Yan a lot.
"Good girl, you must cherish Tiezhu."
Zhang Wu praised Zhou Tiezhu, feeling a little envious of him.
In a person's life, glory only lasts for a moment, and no one can prosper forever. After the extreme prosperity, the whole family will either be killed or sent to prison.
Opening a shop, not having to worry about food and drink, marrying a loving wife, helping each other, and living out this life in peace is true happiness.
"You must call me when you are having a wedding banquet."
"Definitely!"
Zhou Tiezhu clasped his fists and was beaming with joy. Erniu was a little shy and hid behind her lover.
Zhang Wu smiled, picked up the food box, said nothing about giving money, clasped his fists in goodbye, turned around and left.
After he walked away, the clerk in the store cast a doubtful look at Zhou Tiezhu.
"Shopkeeper, it seems like this guy didn't pay me, right?"
Zhou Tiezhu looked as usual and said:
"Brother Wu helped me a lot when I was in prison. People should know how to be grateful."
However, before he could finish his words, Erniu exclaimed:
"Brother Tiezhu, why is there suddenly an extra tael of silver on the cabinet?"
…
Zhang Wu never likes to push people around because of money, which makes him look philistine and vulgar.
If you give Zhou Tiezhu money in person, he won't take it no matter what because of the friendship between the two parties.
He doesn't ask for money, so you can eat for free. One or two meals are enough, but why do you have the nerve to lick your face in the future?
In the end, the relationship between the two parties will go further and further because of this small profit.
The truly smart approach is not to talk about money. The other party cannot see it, but they must know that it is where you put down the money and leave money to buy food.
No more, no less, just like ordinary guests, just enough money for meals.
You don’t take advantage of the other person, and he doesn’t need to feel that he is taking advantage of you just because you paid more.
After returning home, he opened the door and made sure no one had been there. Zhang Wu opened the food box and gave each dish to the rats in the cage to taste, and then began to feast.
The stronger his skill, the more his appetite increases. An ox per day is not an exaggeration.
He had to eat a large bucket of white rice in prison every meal, which made his colleagues dumbfounded when he looked back.
If there is no money, even a wealthy family will have to live in poverty.
After eating a full meal, Zhang Wu walked around the yard a few times, digested the food, and fell asleep.
…
It was late at night and the alley was silent.
A sudden "bang bang bang" knock on the door woke Zhang Wu up, and the surrounding neighbors were also disturbed.
"Brother Wu, something big happened."
The anxious voice of the jailer on the street made Zhang Wu startled. He left the house, jumped up to the roof and took a look. He was sure it was the jailer in the prison, and then went to open the door.
"What happened?"
"Master Wei killed someone in Chunfeng Tower and was arrested and imprisoned."
"That's it?"
Zhang Wu frowned.
Since I can't afford to offend him, I just have to wait for him. Anyway, his father will come to pick him up from the prison tomorrow.
What's the use of calling me?
The jailer gasped and said:
"After Mr. Wei was escorted to prison, we arranged for him to be sent to Prison No. 2 and then went on patrol."
"Then what?"
"After completing the tour, we will return to the prison..."
The jailer swallowed and said:
"That Mr. Wei has turned into a headless corpse, with blood and brain matter flowing all over the floor."
"..."
Zhang Wu's hair stood on end.
What a disaster!
That Wei Zheng defied the law and dared to take his son out of prison without going through the Ministry of Punishments. This was called lawlessness.
If they knew that Wei Ning died in prison, none of the jailers would be able to live well.
"Who is the murderer? Has he been caught?"
Zhang Wu's eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and he was extremely worried.
The jailer said with a trembling voice:
"I'm afraid Master Wei can't afford to offend the murderer."
"..."
Zhang Wu was shocked.
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then his expression immediately changed.