At the end of October, the weather suddenly turned slightly, and Jiangdu City on the Yangtze River felt like an Indian summer. There were still frost flowers hanging in the morning, but it was warm again at noon. People wanted to wear single clothes, which really gave a group of brocade-clad patrolmen from the north a lot of experience.
On this day, the members of the second patrol team who arrived in Jiangdu City changed into plain clothes early and went to various places in and around the city, including the team leader Zhu Shou, Hei Shou and several white Shou, all among them. I really put aside the big case that happened in front of me last night.
In desperation, the case could only be taken over by Zhu Suliao Liaoen, the local deputy capital of Dongzhen Fusi, and then reported according to the process, and at the same time started torture and investigation.
"Wow!"
Zhang Xing, a commoner, stopped his horse by the river. Looking at the river ahead, he suddenly felt relaxed and happy.
"Don't you know what's so wonderful?"
Zhou Xingfan, the youngest son of deputy left-behind Zhou Xiaoming, was originally ordered by his father to "condol" a group of patrolmen in uniforms. Unexpectedly, he even saw Bai Yousi and Hu Yan, and only met those who stayed at the station to write an emergency report to Taichung. Zhang Xing, who followed the principle of "three ways to avoid evil", and Qin Bao, who was waiting for Zhang Xing, finally became their tour guide for no reason. The dignified young master Fang Zhen was not angry, but serious and sincere. "I have only been here with my father for half a year. Maybe I am used to the color of the river."
"Hey~"
Zhang Xing immediately waved his hand, then reined in his horse with one hand and pointed toward the center of the river with one hand. "Master Zhou, please look at the luxuriant grass on the island in the center of the river. Looking from afar, is it difficult to distinguish spring from winter?"
Zhou Xingfan and Qin Bao looked up together, but they could only nod slightly.
"There is also the white sand on the riverside, which has been continuously spread by the river waves, and is clean. The blue sky above the river is empty and empty, except for the gentle breeze. The so-called blue sky and white sand, does it still feel a bit empty in autumn?" Zhang Xingfu He stroked his hand up and down again.
Zhou Xingfan and Qin Bao looked up and down and were speechless.
"Look at the woods next to you." Zhang Xing reined in his horse and turned slightly, shaking his head with emotion. "Look, the leaves are all green and yellow. Of course we know that these are leaves that are about to fall, but what is the difference between this scene and the new leaves in spring, which are tender yellow and green? And the best thing is the woods over there. A bunch of plum blossoms stretched out from the lower courtyard...The plum blossoms are in full bloom. Looking from a distance, they just feel like summer flowers."
"Then what?" Seeing Zhou Xingfan's confusion, Qin Bao took the initiative to ask instead. "Third brother, is this a grand scene?"
"Of course it's hard to say it's a grand scene just by itself, but together?" Zhang Xing immediately laughed. "Erlang, Mr. Zhou, tell me, if there is a person who was detained by the gods like the one in the story, and has been away for a hundred years, he is suddenly released, falls here, gets up and looks around, dare to ask, what does he think at this time? Is it spring, or summer? Is it autumn, or is it winter? Not to mention, the river goes eastward and remains unchanged forever, passing away like a man, never leaving the four seasons. For us, spring, summer, autumn and winter are the spirit of life. The rise and fall of warmth and coldness, but what difference does it make to the river?"
Qin Zhou and everyone were stunned, and for a moment they felt that the scenery in front of them was strange.
After Zhang Xing explained, he turned around and went up the river embankment towards the woods he mentioned before. However, he had just walked twenty or thirty steps and arrived in front of the woods. The two people behind him were still watching. Under the color of the river, a person in the forest laughed loudly:
"Your Excellency is full of energy, and his comments are measured, unlike ordinary people. I wonder which family of our Jiangdong kings, Chen Gulu, Xie Huanma, are brothers? I live in the Dongyang House of the Yu family in Xiawu County, and Yu Henshui is the same!"
Zhang Xing laughed loudly when he heard this, and immediately slapped the embroidered knife in his waist: "I was born as a farmer in the Northern Wilderness Demon Guard. I first served as a vanguard and then as a knight in brocade. I came here specifically to destroy the Eight Great Families in Jiangdong!"
The forest immediately became chaotic and chaotic.
Zhang Xing, however, didn't even look at the situation in the forest, and went to a building next to the woods. When he came to the building, he turned over and tied his horse.
At this time, Qin Bao and Zhou Xingfan were chasing after him. The latter looked at the chaos in the forest and couldn't help but lower his head slightly and asked: "Brother Zhang, does he know that he is a famous talent from the Yu family among the eight great families in Jiangdong?"
"Of course." Zhang Xing responded calmly. "The eight great families in Jiangdong, Wang Chen, Gu Lu, and Xie Yu Huanma, have had their names passed down for hundreds of years. I have seen them all in the book. He just called the other seven families his elder brother, and his own surname is Yu. Could this be misunderstood?" ?”
"Then..." Zhou Xingfan became more and more shocked. "Brother Zhang, is it possible that your trip is really for the Eight Great Families of Jiangdong?"
"No." Zhang Xing also felt confused. "I just wanted to scare him...it's quite annoying."
Zhou Xingfan breathed a sigh of relief, then became embarrassed again, and couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Zhang, after all, that man is a talented person from the Eight Great Families of Jiangdong, so he should save some face..."
"Save the devil's face." Zhang Xing was extremely disapproving, but at the same time his heart was slightly moved. He understood why the other party was acting like this, and he turned around to explain. "Mr. Zhou, your family used to be the generals of Nanchen. I read in the book that all the generals in the south originated from Yanjiang Fangzhen, and Yanjiangfangzhen originated from the families of the Southern Tang Dynasty who came first after the Southern Tang Dynasty migrated southward in several dynasties. Later, the refugees crossed the river and established themselves in the north of the river. From then on, the two sides were like master and servant... So I know that your family has been afraid of these noble families for generations... But it has been hundreds of years, and the Wei Dynasty has been destroyed. With Nan Chen gone, now you, the Zhou family, are still generals and still have military power, but they have nothing, so why should you still be afraid of them?"
Zhou Xingfan looked around and saw that all the people in the woods had run away. Except for Qin Bao, there was no one else, so he continued to come and said, "Isn't that what it said? Their family tradition of civilization is still there."
"Wenhua Fengliu is useless." Zhang Xing was speechless. "Just tell me, among these eight great families, how many masters are there now? How many Nanya Xianggongs are there?"
Zhou Xingfan was speechless.
"How many masters of the Dan Condensation stage are there? How many general managers? How many governors and county guards are there?" Zhang Xing continued to ask.
Zhou Xingfan finally laughed dryly: "There are still two or three of each. Our Xie Juncheng is a branch of the Xie family."
"That's right." Zhang Xing finally spread his hands. "Think about two hundred years ago, when the usurper surnamed Yu wielded his power in the Northern Expedition and shocked the world, did he ever say to everyone that he was one of the eight Jiangdong families? One hundred and fifty years ago, the grandmaster of the Xie family was dying When I crossed the river in white clothes and defeated seventeen masters in a row, I asked Jian Luoshui to prove against the great master, did anyone talk about their family background? It was because the real things and family assets were all gone, so they talked about family background and said Being civilized and romantic seems to be of no use to family background and being civilized and romantic... How did you fall into their trap?"
Zhou Xingfan let out a long sigh.
But Zhang Xing didn't pay much attention, and simply turned around, and when Mr. Zhou was dumbfounded, he climbed over the outer wall of the building in front of him. Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of exclamations from women, and then the sounds of apology and scolding. sound and dog barking.
Qin Bao and Zhou Xingfan looked at each other, their scalps numb. Then Qin Bao jumped up to the wall first and jumped in. Zhou Xingfan was completely helpless and had no choice but to jump in.
Fortunately, there was just a vegetable patch inside. Several female disciples of the True Fire Cult were pulling vegetables. They thought there was a vegetable thief and were scolding them with their dogs.
"Everyone, all female masters, listen to me." Zhang Xing was finally overjoyed when he saw Zhou Xingfan coming in. He grabbed the man and explained to the woman holding the dog. "This man is the young master who stayed with Duke Zhou of Jiangdu. He is definitely not a food thief. Please don't misunderstand him."
The scolding stopped immediately, and the big black dog was also tightly hugged by a female spectator. Only Zhou Xingfan was still a little dizzy... He was not a food thief?
Why defend? And why do those female viewers see me this way?
PS: Have a good new week, everyone! Eat and drink well!
