The person who appeared in front of Feng Hushu was an ordinary young man, ordinary and even a little honest. Music - Literature
But when he saw this honest-looking young man with an ordinary appearance, Feng Hushu's eyes were so wide that he almost burst out of his eyes. No sound came out of his throat, as if someone had strangled his neck and he could no longer say a word.
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You...why are you back? No, no...didn't you say that you were buried under the sea? This, this... what on earth is going on?
Although the wind was bright and the sun was shining, Feng Hushu felt that the air around him seemed to be freezing cold. He subconsciously shrank his neck back, and his body shivered like a cramp.
"Really? Why didn't I know when the imperial court issued the policy?" The young man looked at Feng Hushu and touched his head with a very honest smile.
"Zhu, Zhu... Master Zhu, Chisheng has met Master Zhu."
Although the young man had a simple and honest smile, Feng Hushu seemed to have lost all his muscles and bones. No matter how big the mud was, he knelt on the ground with a pop, and then beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans broke out from his forehead.
In ancient times, schools in prefectures, prefectures, and counties were not called schools, but "itches", and students were called "庠生", which was another name for students in prefectures, prefectures, and counties during the imperial examinations in the Ming and Qing dynasties. .
Feng Hushu calls himself Chu Sheng, which is a customary name for Ming scholars. He recognized this young man. He had seen this young man in Huaining County before, and he recognized him at a glance as the pride of the entire Huaining County, the youngest number one scholar since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. The Prime Minister's cradle was Zhu Ping'an, a sixth-rank Hanlin who was admitted to the Hanlin Academy.
Feng Hushu was so regretful at this moment that he wanted to hit the wall. If he had known that Zhu Pingan was safe and sound. Not to mention twenty taels of silver, he wouldn't do it even for one hundred taels of silver. Even if someone put a knife to his neck, he wouldn't do what he did today. He is not even a lowly official. Shu, no matter how brave he is, he would not dare to provoke such a young sixth-grade official. He is already a sixth-grade official at such a young age. From now on it will be fine. Don't say that Zhu Ping'an offended Yan Song or someone. What can he do if he is offended? As long as a person is alive, he is still an official even if he is demoted. He is not even an official.
Called Liupin Anren village woman? !
Let a sixth-grade official pay taxes? !
Just thinking about any of them, Feng Hushu couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. His whole body was shaking like chaff. Kneeling on the ground, he felt as if he was kneeling on thin ice, trembling with fear.
On the contrary to Feng Hushu who was trembling and walking on thin ice, the people of Xiahe Village were at this time. The area in Xiahe Village was quiet for a second, and then suddenly boiled, like cold water splashing in a frying pan, with cheerful greetings and exclamations coming one after another.
"Ping'an Lang. It's Ping'an Lang."
"Ping An Lang, Ping An Lang is back."
"Master Xiao Zhu, it's really Master Xiao Zhu."
"I just said that Ping'an Langfu has a great fortune, so he will be fine."
"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. When Ping'an Lang comes back this time, he will definitely be rich and powerful in the future."
The villagers were overjoyed. They were looking forward to Zhu Ping'an's safe return. With Zhu Ping'an here, they can enjoy more benefits. Now in Huaining County, the tax collectors in Xiahe Village, who don't look down on them, have given preferential treatment to the entire Xiahe Village. Even the young people in the village have wives. It was a lot easier for me to have a baby. When many people from other villages heard that a descendant from Xiahe Village came to propose marriage, they all nodded with honor and the bride price was much smaller.
Of course, the happiest thing is Zhu Pingan’s family, especially Zhu Pingan’s mother, Mrs. Chen.
"彘儿..."
After seeing Zhu Pingan, mother Chen covered her eyes in disbelief with her trembling hands. Tears of joy burst out from between her fingers. After a while, she slowly removed her hands. , moved very slowly, looking at Zhu Pingan happily through the fingers, fearing that Zhu Pingan would disappear if he moved too fast, calling Zhu Pingan's nickname excitedly.
The eldest daughter-in-law, Juan'er, was supporting Chen because she was so excited. Chen was so excited that she could hardly stand still.
"Mom, I'm back." Zhu Ping'an walked up to his mother Chen, with a fawning smile on his honest face, and greeted Chen in a coquettish tone.
As for Feng Hushu who was kneeling at his feet, he had long been forgotten by everyone and had gone to Java. If you like to kneel, just kneel. But don't get in the way.
People rushed over excitedly to say hello or say hello to Zhu Pingan, or simply take a look. Feng Hushu, who was kneeling not far away from Zhu Pingan, was crying without tears and was hopeless. Feng Hushu had lost count. How many times have my hands or legs been stepped on by these mud-legged and country bumpkins, not to mention my clothes? My clothes are all covered with footprints. Some people just did it on purpose... These villagers just now Seeing me is like a mouse seeing a cat. Who dares to look at me? Who is not cautious and timid? But now that Zhu Ping'an is back, these countrymen are so brave... ..
"彘儿..."
Mother Chen opened her eyes wide and looked at the fawning Zhu Pingan in front of her. Her eyes were full of excitement, love and tenderness. She called out "Xiao'er" again and stretched out her trembling hands, covering Zhu Pingan's face. I rubbed it up and down, convinced that my pig was back, my eyes were filled with tears of excitement, pig, my pig is back, God has given my pig back to me...
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..." Father Zhu, who was standing next to Chen, kept saying this over and over again, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his bronze face.
"Why have I lost weight again..." Mother Chen touched Zhu Ping'an's face for a while and said with great distress.
"My son wants his mother." Zhu Ping'an giggled.
"You're talking nonsense, you're used to coaxing me..." Mrs. Chen burst into laughter, stretched out her finger angrily, and tapped Zhu Ping'an's forehead lightly. She said something weird, but her heart felt tight, and her mood It was great all of a sudden.
"Where is Dachuan?" When Mrs. Chen saw her younger son, she couldn't help but think of her eldest son who went to sea with his in-laws to find someone.
"Mom, I'm here."
Zhu Pingchuan's voice came from behind Chen.
Mrs. Chen turned around and saw Zhu Pingchuan with a silly smile on his face, standing next to his eldest daughter-in-law Juan'er. He was holding colorful shells, conches and other things picked up from the seaside, and was trying to please his wife.
"I really forgot my mother after marrying my daughter-in-law." Upon seeing this, her mother, Mrs. Chen, couldn't help teasing her with a smile on her face.
"I brought it to my mother too." Zhu Pingchuan rubbed his hands and smiled sheepishly.
"Mother... Dachuan and I will be filial to mother." Juan'er, the eldest daughter-in-law, blushed in embarrassment and took Mrs. Chen's hand to apologize. (To be continued.)
