Xu Zengshou spat out a mouthful of blood and said to Zhang Ren: "Your name is Zhang Ren, right? I have written down this name, and I have also written down today's humiliation. I will definitely get it all back in the future!"
Zhang Ren said awkwardly: "Look, this is indeed a misunderstanding. How about you give me a good beating now? I'm really sorry for what happened today."
How could Xu Zengshou accept Zhang Ren's apology so easily? He walked away without looking back.
Of course Zhang Ren also understands that it is really unethical to apologize after beating someone up. Moreover, if the apology is useful, why should the government do it?
He came to Fu Rang again and said rather embarrassedly: "Brother Fu, are you okay?"
Fu Rang rubbed his cheek, "It's okay, I just don't know if it will break..."
Zhang Ren lowered his head, feeling very regretful, "Brother Fu was still thinking of letting me eliminate the gap between King Yan and me, but I didn't expect that I messed up the matter and implicated Brother Fu in being beaten. I'm really sorry. "
Being beaten is secondary. The key is that this fact is a bit embarrassing. Think about it, who can feel bad about being slapped in the face in public? Xungui is even more concerned about his own face. But Fu Rang also understood that he really couldn't blame Zhang Ren for what happened today. He was quite prestigious among the noble disciples, and he was certainly not that kind of narrow-minded person.
Fu Rang shook his head, "We brothers don't say such things to each other."
He is a little older than Zhang Ren, and he really looks like an older brother at this moment. Even though it was him who was beaten and the one who lost face, he still patted Zhang Ren, who was still regretful, and said: "It's really okay, brother Ren, don't take it to heart."
As Fu Rang spoke, he glanced at Zhu Yunqi next to Zhang Ren and asked quietly: "Brother Ren and His Highness the Emperor and Grandson will be inseparable. Have you already made your choice?"
Zhang Ren was a little confused by the sudden question, and then Zhang Ren asked again: "What is the best choice?"
Fu Rang smiled and shook his head, which seemed quite profound, but he did not give an explanation in the end. Instead, before leaving, he said: "Brother Ren saved me after all, and your chivalrous temperament is also very good to me." Appetite, since you have made your choice, brother will accompany you to take a trip through this muddy water."
These words made Zhang Ren even more confused, but he didn't ask again. After all, if he asked too many questions, it would seem that he, the "little Zhuge", was not worthy of his name.
Fu Rang turned around and left, Zhang Ren waved behind him, but for some reason, Zhu Yunwen actually bowed behind him and cupped his hands.
It wasn't until Fu Rang walked away that Zhu Yunwen stood up and said to Zhang Ren, "Brother Ren, thank you very much!"
Why are everyone so weird today? Zhang Ren was puzzled and said, "Why are you thanking me?"
Zhu Yunwen did not answer, but changed the topic and said: "Brother Ren, let's go, I will take you back to the house."
However, Zhang Ren lamented and said: "I messed up today's matter, and I'm really in a bad mood. I'd better go out and walk around more."
Zhu Yunwen nodded and said, "In that case, I will accompany you."
Before Zhang Ren could speak, Jia Yuntong on the side had already said: "If Zhang Ren wants to go shopping, just let him go shopping by himself. I'm afraid it won't be good if His Highness goes back late."
Hearing this, Zhu Yunwen also showed a dilemma.
Of course, Zhang Ren couldn't embarrass Zhu Yunwen. He also knew that there were many rules in the palace, so he immediately advised him: "Yunwen, you'd better go back to the palace quickly. I can just stroll around by myself."
Zhu Yunwen was still hesitating, "But..."
Zhang Ren quickly interrupted: "Yunwen, don't worry, I'm fine. Besides, if you go back late, what if someone blames me for this? I don't want to get hit!"
Seeing that Zhang Ren had already said this, Zhu Yunwen naturally would not force himself to stay. He said to Zhang Ren: "In that case, I will go back to the palace."
Zhang Ren smiled and waved, "Goodbye Yunwen."
Before leaving, Jia Yuntong said to Zhang Ren again: "Boy Zhang Ren, you are so smart and stupid at times. I really don't know what your brain is made of."
Zhang Ren curled his lips and raised his fist, "Who in Jinling City doesn't know my name as 'Little Zhuge'? Eunuch Jia, if it weren't for your age, I would definitely let you know about my fists as big as sandbags" How terrifying."
What Zhang Ren said meant that he had seen Jia Yuntong's strength before and there was no way he could be his opponent.
Jia Yuntong naturally laughed at these remarks. He said nothing more, but turned around to protect Zhu Yunwen and leave.
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Zhang Ren was walking aimlessly in Jinling City, thinking in his heart why everyone was talking so strangely today, Fu Rang was like this, Zhu Yunwen was like this, and even Eunuch Jia was like this. Am I really stupid? Impossible. I am also a time traveler after all. I got the script of the protagonist. In terms of IQ, there is no reason why I can't compare with these ancients. Is it possible that my nine years of compulsory education were in vain?
It's a pity that Zhang Ren couldn't figure out the reason even after thinking about it. He squatted on the ground and rubbed his head, then stood up and stamped his feet reluctantly, "Forget it, I still don't want to think about it anymore."
Fortunately, Zhang Ren has an optimistic temperament and won't get too involved in this kind of thing. Since he can't figure it out, just don't think about it for the time being. Otherwise, too many brain cells will die, which is not a good thing.
Nothing happens, so let's go chat with Yuan Bao, the little stammerer. It's more comfortable to chat with the beggars. You can say whatever you want without burning your brain.
Zhang Ren walked all the way towards the outer city. Today was a day off for rest, so the streets were naturally more lively. As he walked along the streets, the sound of hawking could be heard all the time.
Zhang Ren couldn't walk quickly, and finally his eyes were attracted by a stall.
There were many people gathered in front of other stalls, but this stall was deserted.
There was a sign in front of the stall with a big word "Credit" written on it. Zhang Ren stepped forward and took a closer look. There were a lot of things on the stall, mainly kitchen knives and scissors, but also a lot of other miscellaneous things. These kitchen knives were polished very sharp and looked good at first glance. Anyway, they were better than those of later generations. The one that can't beat the garlic is better by more than one grade.
"This kitchen knife looks good, why is your stall no one patronizing?" Zhang Ren asked in confusion.
The stall owner was wearing a white robe. He looked about forty years old and looked very elegant. However, he didn't seem to pay much attention to his business. Instead, he was reading a book with great interest.
"There are not many people who know the goods in this world." Although the stall owner answered, his eyes never left the book in his hand.
Zhang Ren curled his lips and said, "Are your goods too expensive? How much does your kitchen knife cost?"
The stall owner replied: "Didn't you see that brand? We only sell items on credit to those who sell them on credit."
