"What the uncle said is true."
After uncle Zhu Shouren finished speaking, Zhu Ping'an nodded slightly with a look of approval, then turned to Feng Hushu and said, "You can't write Zhu Shouren in one stroke. How could your uncle try to seize my family's property when he comes from the same family? Feng Hushu, don’t hurt my uncle with your words.”
Hearing this, the uncle's body straightened up even more, and there was no burden in his heart. He was a little complacent and praised his ability to adapt to changes. If I had known it was this easy, I wouldn't have had to sneak away just now.
As a human being, you should take a long-term view, and my uncle deeply believed in this.
Now, the uncle is no longer worried about the land, but is focusing on the upcoming college examination. At this time, Xie'er was already a sixth-rank official and the number one scholar. If Xie'er came forward to say hello to the superiors, it would be much more convenient than asking Mr. Liu to go around the corner.
When he thought of this, the uncle seemed to have seen the scholar's fame flying towards him, and he had a smile on his face.
"Sir, everything Xiang Sheng said is true." Feng Hushu raised his head, excited.
"That's enough. There is no basis for what I say. I, Zhu Pingan, am not a person who only listens to and believes in others. Don't say any more." Zhu Pingan shook his head and reached out to stop Feng Hushu's explanation. He seemed a little angry on his face. When he said that there was no basis for it, Zhu Ping'an increased his tone.
"What Xie'er said is true. Our Zhu family is also a home for poetry and literature. What the Master said about gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality, and concessions, our Zhu family is also an example of going down the river." Uncle Zhu Shouren touched the short beard on his chin and spoke in a measured tone. said.
Feng Hushu's mood collapsed. He was telling the truth. Why didn't Mr. Zhu believe it? ! Moreover, today’s matter of measuring the land and even talking about taxation is really not something I came up with on my own. It was really your uncle who came to me first and took thirty taels of silver, which led to what happened today.
If I were to fight this alone, it would definitely not be as good as two people doing it together.
What you say is unfounded?
Words are unfounded
Hey, I remembered, I have evidence, I have evidence, Mr. Zhu, Feng Hushu suddenly remembered something, and suddenly became excited again, I have evidence, then he reached out and groped in his sleeve, and then took out A piece of paper came out with writing and fingerprints on it.
"Sir, I have evidence, please take a look." Feng Hushu unfolded the paper with both hands and raised it.
"A document was actually established?"
Zhu Ping'an seemed a little surprised, his voice raised a bit, and then he glanced at his uncle without any trace. Then, he set his eyes on the document and glanced at it. The entire content of the document came into Zhu Pingan's eyes.
"Contract as Covenant"
Today, Zhu Shouren of Xiahe made a contract to entrust Brother Feng Wei of the Huaining County Government to go to Xiahe the next day to measure the land of his second brother's family and help with the transfer of the property. In return, he voluntarily paid twenty taels of silver as evidence of the agreement. Don't say anything, the mountains are rolling and the rocks are rolling, never look back.
Contractor: Zhu Shouren and Feng Weizhong Meeting person: Tang Deji
The twenty-ninth day of the fourth month of the thirty-first year of Jiajing
Zhu Ping'an just glanced at the document, not even for a second, but just as soon as he glanced at it, he saw a black shadow flash past, carrying a gust of wind, and then saw his uncle Zhu Shouren rushing down the mountain like a tiger. He came over, and without saying a word, he snatched the entire document from Feng Hushu's hand, then tore it in half, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, bit it a few times, and swallowed it with a gulp sound. In the stomach.
At this moment, the uncle seemed to be possessed by Liu Xiang, with strong skills and quick movements, grabbing, tearing, biting and swallowing, all in one go and smoothly.
Feng Hushu, who was holding the receipt, felt a gust of wind blowing by. When he raised his head again, the receipt in his hand had already gone into the uncle's stomach.
All the villagers around were stunned.
Zhu Ping watched quietly as his uncle tore up the documents and swallowed them in his stomach, with a smile on his face. His goal had been achieved.
At this point, no paper is better than paper.
"Gudong is talking nonsense. I don't know where to find the paper to deceive my pig. How can I just sit idly by and do nothing, hum." After the uncle swallowed the receipt, he excitedly pointed his finger at Feng Hushu and was filled with indignation. G.
"You" Feng Hushu pointed at his uncle. He almost wanted to take off his shoes and go up and slap him. There is such a shameless person. When he came to me yesterday, he nodded and bowed like a grandson.
"What are you doing? Did you just call your sister-in-law a village woman?!" Uncle Zhu Shouren once again pointed his finger at Feng Hushu indignantly, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, "Facing a sixth-grade Anren, don't you? It’s just a salute, but she’s still called a village woman.”
"I"
Feng Hushu was like a husky at this moment. If this matter was found out, it would be life-threatening.
"What are you, are you?" Uncle Zhu Shouren held on tightly.
At this moment, Feng Hushu almost had the urge to feed Zhu Shouren. However, after noticing Zhu Ping'an's scrutinizing eyes, he walked up to Chen in a few steps and began to kowtow and confess his guilt regardless of whether the evidence was written or not.
"Hang Sheng was blind and offended Madam. Madam, please forgive me. Xiang Sheng made a mistake." Feng Hushu kowtowed and admitted his mistake.
"I can't bear it." Mother Chen avoided it.
Uncle Zhu Shouren saw Feng Hushu busy kowtowing to admit his mistakes, and a smile appeared on his face, as if Feng Hushu was kowtowing to him and admitting his mistakes. He was very proud of his ability to adapt to changes. With his own ability, if he had been placed in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, At that time, he must be a strategist after all.
Just when the uncle was feeling complacent, he felt a pain in his back. He turned around and saw his father, Mr. Zhu, angrily holding a newly broken stick and glaring at him.
"Dad" the uncle's head shrank.
"Dad, what the hell, I don't have such an unsatisfactory scoundrel like you!" Mr. Zhu was furious and raised his stick to greet Zhu Shouren.
"Old man, what are you doing?" Mrs. Zhu, the grandmother, felt distressed and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
The uncle took advantage of the situation and ran behind Mrs. Zhu, hiding in a panic from Mr. Zhu's stick. Mr. Zhu was chasing after her, and whenever he got the chance, he would hit her with two sticks.
Mrs. Zhu cried out to the heavens and the earth in distress.
After dodging in embarrassment, uncle Zhu Shouren ran out of the crowd, with Mr. Zhu hot on his heels.
"The county magistrate is here."
Someone came not far away to remind him, and soon the magistrate was seen riding a horse and following several government servants.
"Your Excellency, the county magistrate, has come from afar, and I hope you will forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar." Zhu Pingan greeted him with a smile, "I have prepared coarse tea and thin wine in my humble house, and I hope you will not find it objectionable."
"How dare you, how dare you, your Excellency has defeated the lower official. When I heard that Lord Zhu has returned safely, the lower official was overjoyed. I have admired Lord Zhu for a long time and learned from ancient times to the present, but I have never seen him. Now that I have been called, I dare not not obey my order." The county magistrate also handed over his hand. He saluted Zhu Pingan and started talking.
After a moment of greetings, Zhu Ping'an welcomed the magistrate to his home.
The people in the village dispersed.
About an hour and a half later, someone saw Zhu Ping'an and the magistrate coming out of their homes with smiles on their faces, as if they were having a lively conversation.
Zhu Pingan put the magistrate on his horse and watched the magistrate and his party leave.
Feng Hushu, who left with him, was pale and seemed to have no muscles and bones, like a dead fish. (To be continued.).
