In our twilight years, you and I sit in the courtyard, listening to the sound of rain as the clouds roll in and out, admiring the shadow of the moon under the dense stars, and recalling the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River as the flowers bloom and fall. When you talk about the past, I paint about the past. I hope I can look back in time and grow old together with deep affection.
The quiet night is always a time of lovesickness. When you love someone, the slightest separation is the torture of heartache. Zhang Jinghui was sitting on her bed, wearing home pajamas that could not hide her beautiful figure. Her skin was shining white when she was hugging her clothes. She looked like the holy Athena girl, so beautiful that she could only be seen in the sky.
You smell my perfume, but you don’t see my sweat. You always see my success, but ignore my efforts. You see me shining on the stage, but you don’t see me working silently in the dark. , Whose success is achieved overnight, and pie-in-the-sky things can only happen in the dreams of wishful thinking people. When you eat dirt, no one asks you if it’s bitter. If you finally eat some meat, someone will talk about how you ended up eating meat. This is human nature. If you don’t work hard, you will only be scorned.
The moon in the sky is also hiding. Zhang Jinghui is still busy at work, surrounded by materials that she has just finished processing. Now the food crisis in Zhangjia Grain Store has been solved, and a steady stream of food will be shipped from Annan every day. Mutually beneficial and win-win situation, while Zhangjia Grain Store guarantees the supply of goods, Ruan Yu also makes a lot of money. The cooperation between the two is very harmonious, and now the snack workshop is on the right track. Every day, he opens his eyes and counts the money. Life is very fulfilling and you can see the people you like every day. This kind of life will also be very happy.
I don’t ask to stay with you, I just want to accompany you on your journey to the end of the world. With you all the way, everything is enough.
Looking at the dark sky outside, Zhang Jinghui picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, rubbed her sore shoulders, then picked up the information on one side and continued working. A family without men can only rely on the thin shoulders of women for support. For the sake of her love and the people who love her, Zhang Jinghui can only persist. The world is so chaotic, who can she shed tears for.
Anyone who would fall in the same place would be a fool. It was obvious that Zhang Fu was not affected by Zhang Luzi's IQ and still had a trace of intelligence left. After falling down in one place, Zhang Fu was unwilling and unable to fall again after getting up. Unfortunately, Qian Song's little idea was not achieved. It is probably impossible to steal Zhang Luzi's treasure quietly. It would be even more difficult to snatch it openly. After all, Zhang Luzi is a martial arts player, while Qian Song is a scumbag in martial arts.
My original intention was wrong. Qian Song was filled with chills and pointed at Zhang Fu's nose, "You, you, Lao Zhang, you are not honest. You have lost me money and always think about you." I originally wanted to illuminate the moon, but nothing happened. The bright moon shines on the ditch. As for the trust between people, the world is in trouble, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and their hearts are greatly broken.
"Master Guo, Lao Zhang really doesn't know," Zhang Fu said with a black line on his face. "Your Qian family is one of the richest in the Ming Dynasty. Why do you always worry about our Zhang family's things? It's easy for the eldest lady to earn some money, and it won't be brought by the strong wind." Zhang Fu complained in his heart again,
"Hmph, I believe you, you idiot." Qian Song pushed the door angrily and walked in.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Fu hurriedly followed, fearing that Qian Song would be thrown off his feet and the Zhang family would have to pay a large sum of money for medical expenses.
The snow on the ground had just melted. Qian Song stood outside for a while. The soles of his feet were covered with snow. Probably because he was angry, he deliberately walked around the living room, leaving footprints, and then sat down on the sofa. .
Zhang Fu had nothing to say when he saw this. If a nasty visitor comes to your door, you can only be reasonable.
"Where's Zhang Donkey?" Qian Song asked.
Zhang Fu put a cup of hot tea next to Qian Song and laughed with him, "Master, my master is chatting with his wife in the back room. I have sent someone to invite her. Please drink a cup of tea to warm yourself up first."
"Okay, I understand," seeing no one around, Qian Song lowered his voice and asked, "Old Zhang, you really don't know."
"Uh, no wonder he was able to enter the Hanlin Academy. Look at the end of his perseverance." Zhang Fu shook his head with a wry smile. "My lord, I really don't know, Lao Zhang. If your lord doesn't believe me, I can swear to you."
"Can Hao Liande have children?"
"Um, what do you mean, Mr. Guo?"
"answer me"
"cannot".
Well, as the last eunuch of the Ming Empire, Hao Liande appears more frequently than the male protagonist. For example, as will appear below, the castrated pigs are like Hao Liande who became an eunuch. They have no desires and no demands, similar to the staff in some units who eat and wait for food.
"A sow can climb a tree,"
"cannot"
"I can't believe what you say."
"No, that's not right, Lord, what I said is true." Zhang Fu hurriedly stepped on the brakes after he was almost taken into a ditch.
He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I don't need you to wait on me anymore. I can just wait here by myself." If he doesn't get fooled and gets no clues, Qian Song can only rely on himself.
Qian Song's eyes began to look around the living room, looking for possible hiding places. The living room of the Zhang family is large, but there are not many things that can be seen at a glance. It is surrounded by a few potted plants, a few decorative utensils that do not look like expensive products at first glance, and some calligraphy and paintings on the walls. However, looking at the fonts, Qian Song can I'm sure these words are probably the product of Zhang Luzi's drunkenness, and the paintings look like they were written by this dynasty. You can probably buy five pairs for one tael of silver, and they also provide packaging.
As the chief steward of the British government, Zhang Fu would naturally not leave his guests alone in the living room. Instead, he stayed in the corner and stared at Qian Song quietly.
It seemed that he had gained nothing for a long time, but Qian Song soon turned his attention to one place. It was probably because the British public could not feel the noise of modern products or the smell of air conditioners. The living room on the first floor was heated by burning wood, similar to a chimney. The stove heating method, the tall chimney reaches directly to the roof, the stove is very large, and the wood is burning inside. Suddenly Qian Song's eyes light up, this place is suitable for hiding treasures, it is said that the current emperor has hidden on the stove After escaping the pursuit of the steamed bun shop owner, I quickly stood up, walked to the stove, observed it carefully for a long time, and risked touching it with my hand. Finally, I shook my head with regret and returned to my seat.
Seeing this scene, not only the corners of Zhang Fu's mouth twitched, but now the corners of Zhang Fu's eyes also began to twitch. The rumor that the Duke of Zhenguo Qian Song loved money as much as his life was indeed not groundless. Yan Guo would pluck his hair and would not give up without taking something away. .
Fortunately, just as Qian Song was heading to the next place where the treasure might be hidden, Zhang Luzi walked out.
"Haha, it's so late, why are you here, Lao Qian? Hey, what are you looking for, Lao Qian? Something was left at my house." Seeing Qian Song lowering his head and touching, Zhang Donzi's face was full of curiosity.
"Ah, cough, no, no, I haven't been in good health recently. The miracle doctor told me not to sit for too long and to exercise more." When you brag, you don't have to make a draft. When a scholar lies, he just does it casually. This is a necessary skill.
Fortunately, many years of martial arts practice kept Zhang Fu, who was twitching all over his body, from falling down. He had countless emotions in his heart, "Look, Lord Zhen Guo's face is not red and he is out of breath. His lying skills must have reached its peak."
"Haha, if the medicine doesn't kill you, you still have to listen to what the girl says. You are so old, and if you don't listen, you will die early."
"Bah, bah, bah, the donkey can't spit out ivory." After spitting on Zhang Donkey's face, Qian Song retorted, "I will definitely live longer than you."
"Tch, that's not necessarily the case." Zhang Luzi didn't give in at all.
"Well, I heard that people who like to quarrel live longer," Zhang Fu felt that it was very factual.
The two bickered for a while, but in the end it was difficult to tell the winner. They could only fire their guns and withdraw their troops, waiting for the next round tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
"Old Qian, you didn't come to me so late just to quarrel with me, right?"
"Tch, I'm so bored. Doesn't it smell good lying in bed?" With his head cocked quite high, Qian Song's image is a bit like a victorious monkey vying for the right to spouse, arrogant and willing to give up.
"If you fart, hurry up. Your sister-in-law is still waiting for me on the bed." Zhang Luzi's head is also tilted up. What are you showing off to someone whose wife has died long ago? You can't bear the blow of the scene of a loving couple.
"Of course it's an emergency, otherwise I will come to you." Qian Song looked at Zhang Fu beside him, and then said, "Old Zhang, go out and watch, don't let anyone get close to you."
Seeing Qian Song's serious expression, Zhang Fu clasped his fists and accepted the order, "Yes, Duke Guo, I will go out and watch right now, and I will make sure not a single bird comes near."
Zhang Fu went out and closed the door. Only Qian Song and Zhang Luzi were left in the room.
Seeing Qian Song being so cautious, Zhang Luzi was also filled with questions: "What happened to old Qian?"
Although there was no one in the room, Qian Song lowered his voice and said, "Wang Busheng was taken away by the Ministry of Punishment."
"If the king does not die, who is the king if he does not die?" Zhang Luzi has questions.
Out of trust in his granddaughter, Zhang Luzi never interfered with the Zhang family's business. Therefore, Zhang Luzi had no idea about his daughter's partner Wang Busheng.
Qian Songman stared at Zhang Luzi thoughtfully, "His surname is Wang."
"Nonsense, I don't know if the surname of Wang is Wang is not dead, uh, wait a minute, what do you mean," Donkey's head also became enlightened.
Qian Song nodded, "Yes, you guessed it right, Wang Busheng is Wang Shouyi's grandson."
"Um. Didn't he disappear a few years ago? I heard he was taken away by the old man who never died."
Because there are no men in his family, his third generation cannot get involved in officialdom. The glory of his Zhang family is only his own generation. Zhang Luzi does not care much about many things, so the old man has returned to Min Guogong Mansion. The news that Wang Busheng had appeared was not very clear, and he didn't care.
Qian Song looked at Zhang Donkey like he was a fool, "You, you, you are such a stupid donkey."
"Hey, old man, no personal attack, friendship is friendship, even if you scold me, I will cut you off." Although his name is Zhang Luzi, Zhang Luzi feels that he must be smarter than the donkey.
"Isn't it," Qian Song explained, not afraid of Zhang Luzi's threat, "This boy Wang Busheng has been in Songjiang Mansion for more than half a year, and you still don't know that your eldest girl's snack workshop is cooperating with that boy. You don't know, My Qian family’s beverage workshop also has shares in that guy’s shares. You still don’t know, what do you think about every day?”
"Uh, I don't know"!
"You, you, I call you a stupid donkey, but the donkey won't agree."
"Well, I was wrong. I have been busy recently and neglected it." Zhang Luzi explained.
"None of this is important anymore," Qian Song waved his hand, "I have a big deal with you tonight."
So Qian Song gave Zhang Luzi a brief analysis of Wang Busheng's arrest for beating someone, the reasons why the Ministry of Punishment intervened, and the possible impact on the British government and the Zhenguo government.
After hearing this, Zhang Luzi was also very angry, "Li Yutang's gang, I was a little too gentle last time."
"Things are a little difficult now. Even if it's not for Lao Wang, for ourselves, we have to keep Wang alive."
"Yes, you are right. Lao Qian, let us do what you say. I will listen to you."
Walking alone in the bamboo forest, I wash my mind and relax. There are many mundane things in the world, but I can only express my love in this quiet place.
Time flies, and the years are rough. As we grow older, we can never get back what we have stolen. Maybe only the quiet bamboo forest can make you forget some troubles.
Snow falls in winter, and in the inner courtyard of Min Guogong's Mansion in Yingtian Mansion, the purple bamboo forests lose their green color. One place is white and the other is black in the darkness. Like an old man in his twilight years, the greenery of spring has long since disappeared.
In the bedroom of Duke Min's mansion, Wang Shouyi was half lying on the bed. There were some snacks on the table. If you look carefully, they were all made by Wang Busheng and Zhang Jinghui's snack workshop.
Wang Jixian sat next to Wang Shouyi, playing with the tea in his hand. While making tea, he said, "Dad, let me tell you that Wang Bushi is very capable. He earned tens of thousands of taels in just six months. The vendors who buy his snacks every day They all blocked the door,"
"Haha, there is nothing to praise about the way of a businessman. There are all kinds of good things, but the only way is to study well and study more." Although he said this, the smile on Wang Shouyi's face still hung on his face.
"Dad, look what you said, what's so good about studying? If you don't die, you won't take the top prize." After making the tea, Wang Jixian put it in Wang Shouyi's hand, "This is milk tea, newly developed by Wang Busheng. He said that drinking more of this tea can help you live longer and stay youthful every year."
"It's nonsense, there is no tea that can prolong life,". Wang Shouyi disagreed, but he quickly picked up the tea and took a sip. His body felt warm and his heart felt warm.
"Third girl, dad's health is failing. I'm afraid it will be difficult to stand up again this time. The eldest brother is not up to par, and the second brother is incapable. From now on, our Wang family will depend on you."
"Dad, don't talk nonsense, you will get better."
"I know my body,"
"Dad, don't worry, that boy Wang Bushit is very capable. If the Wang family is handed over to him in the future, the glory of the Wang family will not be lost."
"Wang Bu Die, that boy is capable, but he is..."
At this moment, a shout came from outside, as well as the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
"who"
"Jiuye, it's me, Xiaohei," a woman's voice came.
"What's up"?
"Young man, please report something important to your father-in-law."
If you bothered me so late, something big must have happened. Duke Min shouted, "Drunkard, let Xiao Hei come in."
"Yes, Duke Guo." A drunkard's voice came from outside.
After a while, a step appeared outside the door. Wang Jixian stepped forward and opened the door, "Xiao Hei, come in, dad is waiting for you in the house."
"Yes, thank you Miss Third." Xiao Hei clasped his hands in his fists, looking as free and easy as a Jianghu woman.
Wang Shouyi drank the milk tea in the cup cleanly. With Wang Jixian's help, Wang Shouyi walked out of the room and sat on the soft bed, half lying down.
"Xiao Hei, what's the matter?"
"Returning to the country, sir, the young master was arrested by people from the Criminal Department."
A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the air in the room suddenly became terrifyingly quiet.
Although Wang Bushit likes to cause trouble, he will not provoke the Punishment Department. Wang Jixian looked in disbelief, "Xiao Hei, you read that right, it was the Punishment Department who took Wang Bushit away."
"What I said to Miss Hui is absolutely true. I followed them all the way, sneaked in quietly in the middle of the night, saw their seals, and confirmed their identities. I rushed here non-stop. It is estimated that the young master may be taken to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment tomorrow afternoon." .
"What happened"?
So Xiao Hei explained in detail what he knew.
After hearing this, Wang Jixian frowned, "Isn't it just that a few young people had a small friction and were beaten up? The punishment department was so full that they caught the king alive."
After thinking for a long time, Wang Shouyi said, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Hei. You can go back and rest."
"Thank you, Mr. Guo."
Wang Jixian and Wang Shouyi were the only ones left in the room, "Dad, you have to save Wang from death. If you fall into the hands of Liu Wenzheng and the others, you will be guilty even if you are not guilty."
"Third girl, don't worry. Wang Budie is also a member of my Wang family. I will not stand idly by."
