Looking at the old man who was looking around, and even flicking his fingers on the dark square table to listen for the sound, Zhang Shou couldn't help but think of the scene when Zhu Ying first arrived that day. Although they were very different in age, the eldest lady was also like this.
I am curious about everything I look at, as if every appliance in the countryside is worth studying for a while.
On the way he had just brought the old man here, he also tried to inquire about the other person's details. However, the tight-lippedness of the old man was almost as tight as that of his mother's servant at home. He only smiled and said that his surname was Ge, and for others, he was actually a god.
After a lot of nonsense, he simply called the person Ge Weng.
"By the way, I still don't know your surname, Mr. Xiaolang."
"My surname is Zhang." Zhang Shou paused and said with a chuckle, "Ge Weng refuses to give me my name, so I, the younger generation, will learn from you and not give my name which is not worth mentioning."
Ge Weng was stunned for a moment, and then he puffed his beard and glared: "I am already old, but you, a young man, don't know how to give me some grace? Huh, do you think that I am confused? I will ask you in the village outside.
Why can't anyone tell me what your last name is? Forget it, I won't be angry with you. I see no one else in this house, could it be that you live alone?"
Zhang Shouyuan felt that Ge Weng was naughty like an old child. When he heard these words, he became more and more convinced that his first feeling was correct. As for the last question, he knew without even thinking about it that it must be the old man because
There was something suspicious about his face.
Zhu Ying, the daughter of a wealthy family, didn't care about her face. He really didn't expect that Ge Weng, an old man who was about to be buried half of his body, would also look at his face. At that moment, he couldn't help but ask: "Does Ge Weng think I am a good person?"
Should I keep my fingers off the spring water, eat the wind and drink the dew, and become a god?"
Ge Weng flicked the corner of his clothes and sat down confidently.
"The world is inherently unfair. Otherwise, why would even the examination room favor beautiful men? Even in the imperial court, the number one scholar would choose a stalwart man instead of a bald man with a hunchback. I don't believe it. You have such a face.
, you can also make a fire for cooking, so you definitely can’t live alone..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shou laughed, turned around and walked out.
For a moment, he realized what Zhang Shou was probably going to do. He immediately got up and chased after him. He saw the man coming under the stove. He skillfully put dry firewood in the furnace, first used shavings to start the fire, and used a fire stick to add firewood and blow it.
Then, wash the rice and put it into the pot for cooking. Each action is as skillful as if it has been done thousands of times.
It wasn't until Zhang Shou finally took a break that the old man said sarcastically: "You young man has such a good-looking face. Even if you grew up in the countryside, someone should take the initiative to come to your door to help you with these chores."
.Isn’t it a waste of money to do this by yourself? Of course when I was young and handsome, I didn’t even need to speak. I don’t know how many people helped me take care of my food, clothing, housing and transportation.”
Seeing Zhang Shou, he smiled without saying a word. After drying his hands, he went to the side and took out two green melons from the dustpan. After washing them, he cut them into neat strips with a flying knife. Ge was still following behind.
Weng couldn't help but continue to persuade him earnestly.
"Old man, when I see you, I think of my past, so I advise you. A man knows that it is good to be self-reliant, but you must also have priorities. No matter how good you are at cooking, will you be a chef in the future? Even if you can farm.
, your strength alone is comparable to the effectiveness of improving farming methods and dredging water conservancy? Just saying that you are living alone here right now, it is really not as good as..."
Zhang Shou did not interrupt Ge Weng's chatter until the old man, who always liked to call himself an old man, said three words: "It's really not good." Then he said slowly and leisurely: "Actually, this is not my home, and I don't live alone. There are still people at home.
There are mother and three old servants."
He was racking his brains to persuade this handsome young man to take advantage of the young Ge Weng, who was suddenly choked.
After a while, he became so angry that he wanted to get angry, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized that Zhang Xiaolangjun did not say that this was his home just now, but he was just showing that the other person didn't know how to do things.
When I was able to live alone, I just used practical actions to fight back his prejudice.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but snorted angrily: "It's not your home, but you brought my old man here, and even touched their rice, grains and vegetables casually. I guess he is a relative and friend of yours who has always been close to you?"
"Not bad." Zhang Shou smiled slightly, then mixed the green melon with salt, vinegar and sesame oil, then nodded readily and admitted, "My house has had guests in the past few days, and the house is not enough. I will go home later and ask someone to cook some food for me.
Ge Weng won’t dislike it.”
It was Qi Liang's family that Zhang Shou brought Ge Weng to. Now Qi Liang not only works as the senior brother in Qingfeng Xu Lai Hall during the day, but also often rests there at night, just in case something happens to some noble disciples and the house becomes empty.
Come down.
Compared with other homes in the village, this place is naturally more suitable for the "old man" who claims to be here to visit and seek help.
"Let me tell you, looking at your thin skin and tender flesh, you don't look like you have to work hard for a living all day long."
Ge Weng groaned. It could be seen that Zhang Shou was about to leave. He suddenly grabbed the young man's sleeve with quick eyes and quick hands. When the person turned around, he smiled and said: "Food and lodging are the second best. I have a hot bite."
Just have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, but I don’t want to pick it up, old man. To tell you the truth, old man, I am the tutor of a noble family in the capital, and I will not go back until I see that man living in seclusion in the mountains and forests."
Zhang Shou paused for a moment, then shrugged and said: "That so-called outsider can only fool the crazy bees and butterflies in the capital who are chasing Miss Zhu from Duke Zhao's mansion. Miss Zhu is hiding in her hometown.
But there were still people coming to show their courtesy. She was impatient, so she played a trick on Lu Sanlang. Who knew that spreading rumors would make such a big fuss."
"Oh?" Ge Weng looked at Zhang Shou with a profound look, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Miss Zhu avoided living in the countryside because she disliked the many things in the capital. Isn't it because she has a family in the countryside?
fiancé?"
"Whether you are your fiancé or not, you have to read the marriage certificate written in black and white. You can't be sure by spreading unfounded rumors."
Zhang Shou changed the subject in an understatement. Seeing that Ge Weng finally let go of his sleeve, he cupped his hands and said, "Ge Weng, please rest here for a while. I will be back in a moment."
Seeing Zhang Shou nodding and striding away, Ge Weng couldn't help but tugged at his always well-maintained beard when he thought that he had just treated people with elegance and manners, spoke freely, and did things that were supposed to be a servant's job, but he was also doing it calmly.
, his eyes moved around the room again.
Immediately afterwards, this handsome old man, who seemed to be very elegant even though he was a bit rude just now, strode to a very simple bookshelf in the corner, and was flipping through it to read.
Those books. However, he handled them gently and quickly, and in just a moment he had rummaged through most of the bookshelves.
When he finally found a thick oil paper bag, he hummed a little tune and took it to the desk to open it. He saw a pile of handwritten books inside. He opened the first one casually and only read the first one.
Eyes can't help but light up.
"Hehe, no matter how treacherous you are, you can't escape my dazzling eyes... Well, no, no, no, you can barely be regarded as a gentle and gentle gentleman. I haven't lied, and you can't be said to be treacherous... It's so difficult to deal with you even if you tell the truth.
...Tsk, tsk, you are really even better than I was back then. How did you come up with these questions... My hard work was really not in vain!"
Ge Weng put down the book in his hand, and looked through the other books carefully, distinguishing the old and new handwriting, calculating the age of the book, and memorizing it silently, then he wrapped it intact in oil paper and put it back.
Bookshelf, then clapped his hands and stretched.
"Old man, I have a lot of things to do. Since you said today that the master I came to visit is a false person and deceives the world, I can't stay here any longer. See you later!"
When Zhang Shou left and returned with Ah Liu who was carrying the food box, what he saw at the door of Qi Liang's house was a note with dragons and phoenixes flying and phoenixes dripping with ink.
"I came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Seeing you as a gentleman, this trip was worthwhile! I left a hundred coins to pay for my food. I'm going, see you someday!"
Seeing that the character "ge" at the end was particularly charming, Zhang Shou couldn't help but shake his head.
This is simply a wayward old man who leaves nothing behind when I come!
However, when he thought about it, he couldn't help but look around, and then walked straight to the bookshelf.
In this village, it is almost possible to not pick up lost things on the road and not close the door at night, because everyone knows everything about each other, especially for a family like Qi Liang's family, so even if Qi Liang learned something from him and saved a few exercise books, Qi Liang would just wrap them in oil paper.
Put it on the bookshelf.
He discovered the clues after just a brief glance. Qi Liang proudly mentioned to him that he would put a hair under the oil paper bag, so that if a mortal comes in and touches something, he can find it immediately.
When he heard about this small agency, he even wanted to complain, "It would be a pity for you not to be an agent, Xiao Qi..."
But now, that hair is gone.
There is no doubt that Ge Weng had read these exercise books, and it was probably because of the questions in them that he hurried away.
You also say that he is a teacher and a guest, are you talking nonsense? Who in the family of high-ranking officials and nobles would raise such a characterful Qingke old husband? With such a character of going his own way, the old man should be a respectable person himself, right?
The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became. Zhang Shou, who was originally worried about it, gave it up without realizing it.
People like Ge Weng have already come to the door. It seems that there will be people like this coming later. Then it will not be so easy to prevaricate. Since Zhu Ying has helped him keep a high profile, let's keep a high profile to the end!