He failed to become a good bandit and became a good citizen.
Zhang Baotang was stunned, while Sifeng chuckled.
"What do you mean, brother?" Zhang Baotang asked, he was a little confused.
"It means that she was captured by bandits, but she convinced the bandits in turn, and then told the officers and soldiers who came to rescue them that these bandits were not bandits, but the mountain people who saved her," Sifeng said with a smile.
Zhang Baotang felt that these words were like a tongue twister. After thinking about it for a while, he realized what was going on, and his expression suddenly became surprised again.
"Miss Jun is so amazing. How did she do it?" he said, with a bit of excitement, "Maybe she cured the bandit leader's disease?"
Zhu Zan put away his father's letter and stood up straight.
"Never mind it," he said.
"You don't have to worry about Miss Jun for the time being. We are protected by these good people." Sifeng said with a smile.
"There is no need to worry in the first place." Zhu Zan said, "Just let her harm these good people."
He laughed when he said this.
Zhang Baotang immediately smiled happily.
"Second brother, you haven't smiled so happily in a long time." He said, "Miss Jun is still amazing."
The devil was laughing because of her, and Zhu Zan immediately lowered his face.
"I laughed because of the letter my dad wrote," he said, grinning again. "These guys actually put in nice words for my dad."
It was quite funny, and Zhang Baotang also laughed again.
Anyway, it's quite funny. I finally heard some happy news these days.
"Miss Jun is also on Hebei West Road. Why not just let her go see her uncle." He said with a flash of inspiration.
"Why do you want her to see my father?" Zhu Zan said with a glare.
Sifeng nodded aside.
"It's a little too fast," he said seriously.
Before Zhang Baotang could react, Zhu Zan had already raised his arm and struck Sifeng, who smiled and dodged it.
"I'm saying that my uncle can definitely take good care of Miss Jun and won't let the guards touch her. It's safer to go to my uncle's place." Zhang Baotang explained seriously as he followed the two people who were laughing and moving forward.
"Why?" Zhu Zan snorted, "My father doesn't owe her any money."
Zhang Baotang came to his senses this time and was stunned.
"It turns out that you care so much about Miss Jun because you owe her money," he said.
Sifeng immediately slapped his legs and laughed, and Zhu Zan snorted.
"Are you blind? Did you see that I care about her?" He glared and waved his hands angrily, "Go away."
After that, he strode towards the stable.
Sifeng followed him with a smile, while Zhang Baotang stood there and touched his head.
"Which eye saw it?" he said to himself, "Every eye saw it."
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Compared to the bustle of the racecourse, Huang Cheng's study seemed gloomy and deserted, although there were four people standing in the room.
Huang Cheng sat in front of the desk and looked at the letters on it. The corners of his eyes and mouth were drooped, making him look older and gloomier.
There was silence in the room, as if even breathing had stopped.
Suddenly, Huang Cheng shouted loudly and reached out to overturn the cases in front of him.
There were chaotic sounds in the house.
The people standing around were also frightened and came to life, looking at Huang Cheng.
For an old man with limited legs and feet, overturning a few cases is very labor-intensive.
Huang Cheng gasped violently and staggered as if he was about to fall down. People around him rushed up.
"Master," they shouted, their voices nervous and uneasy.
Huang Cheng did not fall down, and was supported by these people. He pointed at the mess on the ground where several fallen cases were scattered.
"Are you bullying me for being old?" he yelled hoarsely, "Do you think my Huang family is going to die out?"
"Master, don't be angry."
"Master, let's discuss this in the long term."
"Master, let's take a look at the matter later."
"Perhaps Duke Cheng Guo bribed them."
The men supporting him advised him one after another.
Huang Cheng sneered.
"Bribery, other times it's just a bribe." He said, "This time Jin Yiwei went there in person. As far as your Majesty is concerned, no one can bribe Jin Yiwei."
The people around were silent for a while.
"It's all caused by this golden man." A man sighed and said, "Everyone has been living in peace for too long, and we are really scared."
"Yes, even His Majesty is not afraid of the Jin troops coming to the capital again." Another man said, "Now I can't do without Duke Cheng."
Huang Cheng looked gloomy.
"Without Zhu Shan, will the Zhou Dynasty be destroyed?" he said. "Without Zhu Butcher, people in the world will not be able to eat pork?"
Everyone present looked at each other.
"There are many good generals in the world." A man nodded and said, "But in the north, Zhu Shan covers the sky with one hand, and other generals are suppressed and find it difficult to get ahead."
"Yes, we sent so many people there, but they were suppressed by Zhushan's people." Another man said, "It's really annoying."
"Finally, I have a chance to teach Zhu Shan a lesson this time, but..." everyone said one after another, and looked at the letters scattered on the ground, "There are so many people saying good things, and it's a time like this..."
It seems that Zhu Shan can only escape disaster again.
No one said this, but everyone knew it in their hearts.
Huang Cheng knew better. He stood huffing and puffing like a bellows, and his face became increasingly ugly.
He pushed away the person who was supporting him and limped forward a few steps. He stood in a mess on the ground and stepped hard on a piece of letter paper.
"I'm not dead yet." He said harshly, "I'm not dead yet."
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As dusk fell, the tall figure of Zhangqingshan enveloped the entire mountain village.
"Miss."
Liu'er's shout came from down the mountain. Miss Jun, who was standing in the yard, put away her letters and looked at the woman busy in the kitchen.
"Auntie, I'm going back." She said, as if she were a guest saying goodbye, without any embarrassment or disappointment of standing here all day.
The woman turned around and looked at her and smiled.
"Go away, Miss Jun." She said, without feeling annoyed or irritated by being pestered, nor did she warn her not to come again. It was as if nothing happened and she didn't care about anything.
Miss Jun saluted and turned around to walk away. Liu'er had already taken it. She glanced at the woman here and pouted with some displeasure, but naturally she would not object to anything that pleased the young lady.
"Miss, are you tired?" She supported Miss Jun diligently, "Just bring a small stool as I said. Sitting is the same as standing."
Miss Jun smiled.
"How can sitting and standing be the same?" she said, "otherwise only Cheng Menlixue would not listen to Chengmen Zuoxue."
Liu'er's eyes wandered.
"But I think sitting in the snow is more powerful." She said, stretched out her hand to touch her butt, shrank her head and made a shivering gesture, "It's so cold."
Miss Jun laughed.
"Yes, sitting in the snow is more powerful." She said, "And Li Xue's original intention is not to appear powerful, but to be respectful. If it is too powerful, it is not respectful, but intimidating."
At this point, she sighed softly. Although she did not cry or plead, standing in front of her every day was intimidating to her.
She stroked Liu'er's head.
"Liu'er is right, sitting is the same as standing." She nodded and said.
Really? Is she right? Liu'er was confused, but it's always a good thing to be praised by a lady. He laughed with a bit of pride, holding Miss Jun's hand and walking briskly.
Although there is no evidence now, no matter she or the people here, they are sure in their hearts that Zhang Qingshan is Zhao Zhiyi, and this Aunt Xiao and the girl are the master's wife and daughter.
I don’t know what happened in the first place to make Aunt Xiao feel so resentful.
No matter what happened, it is normal for a man to feel resentful after leaving his wife for more than ten years.
Miss Jun sighed, as the saying goes, the debts of the father are paid by the son, so it is up to her to bear and resolve the grievances of these people on behalf of the master.
But, what should be done and what should be done to resolve it?
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Thanks to Palace Master Guanghan a, for the last shot?, and Bingyi from the south for the reward and the jade (^ω^
Thank you everyone, it’s a weekend!! Happy everyone!
By the way, keep asking for votes haha. (To be continued)