As Lao Hutou crossed a river, Zhang Liang looked around and saw several villages scattered layer upon layer on these hills. The altitude was not high, only about four to five hundred meters, but the terrain made Zhang Liang see it. I'm so happy, there is a river sandwiched between two mountains, no wonder Old Hutou always has bad luck.
Arriving at what Lao Hutou called Hu's Mansion, Zhang Liang looked at the sporadic thatch exposed outside the chest-high earthen walls. Zhang Liang peeked into the yard. The architecture of this house felt very strange. It was just made of stacked logs. It is made of American western style log house.
At this moment, the white light flashed, and Zhang Liang hurriedly turned his head, but it was too late. A basin of water was poured over his head and face, and he saw a woman standing on the stone foundation with wide eyes and angrily cursing: "Climb." Disciple, don’t look at anything inappropriate.”
Zhang Liang wiped the water from his face and said, "Who looks at you so much?" When the old man saw the woman, he laughed and said, "But Miss Ling'er." The woman also showed a smile, and her eyes were full of energy. Her red phoenix eyes, long eyelashes, and heroic curved eyebrows give her a ladylike feeling.
Zhang Liang's eyes wandered around to observe carefully. The woman wore a bright red hairband on her head, a red tube top and a light yellow straight-collared blouse. It was like a deep V suit in later generations, and she had a plain white belt around her waist. The belt is tight and solid, which perfectly reflects the figure. A pleated skirt on the lower body hugs the hips to the ankles, making the figure appear longer and taller.
The only drawback is that the red color of the Baidu skirt has faded and turned pink. A black rope divided into several strands is wrapped from the neck to the armpits and it is bound to something unknown, which makes people think wrongly.
"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you so thin and dark?" The woman said slightly. Then he turned and shouted towards the house: "Dad, come out and see who is here."
With this smile, Zhang Liang finally let go of his hanging heart, just like a flower.
The door opened, and an old man, who seemed to be about the same age as Lao Hutou, was wearing a narrow-sleeved robe and a turban with hanging horns on his head. He walked out of the room with a heavy face. When he saw Lao Hutou, his face became even more ugly.
The old bearded man smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Yi, you are doing well these days. You can go into the hospital to talk."
The old man named Brother Yi didn't say anything, but looked at Hu Lian and the others with a frosty expression.
After a while, he slowly said, "Brother Lian, he was afraid that he would not be able to get back the property, so he came with helpers. Ling'er went to report to the official, and bandits entered the village in broad daylight."
Zhang Liang was curious about the relationship between the two and was about to eat something.
The old bearded man knelt down with a pop of his head and said: "Brother Yi, this old man has been away from his hometown for four or five years. Now he has no place to live. I beg Brother Yi to take him in. I don't ask for free food and drink, but only hope for self-reliance."
The old man pointed at the cheap uncle again and said: "These uncle and nephew are not evil people, they are real heroes. The old man escaped hand in hand with these two people and returned here."
The old bearded man pointed at Zhang Liang again and said: "This young official, at a young age, is proficient in the martial arts of battle formations, and is a good wielder of shields. His future is limitless."
Zhang Liang was getting excited while eating melons and was about to feel for melon seeds in his arms. Old Hu Tou grabbed him and took a step forward and said, "Come and see me. My second brother, who I often mentioned to you, is a Jinshi. Hu Yi's courtesy name is Zhongshui"
Zhang Liang was also unambiguous. He took a step forward and clasped his fists and said, "I've met Mr. Hu." Old Hu, who had quick hands and quick eyes, changed Zhang Liang's fist-clasping salute into a cross-hand salute. Hehehehe laughed a few times.
Hu Yuan did not see anyone outside. He waved his hand and said, "Call my father-in-law. I am already a Jinshi of the previous dynasty."
At that time, Zhang Liang was confused. It was so fast, and the marriage hadn't even been discussed yet. I changed my words first, but then I felt that the name of my father-in-law was so familiar, and suddenly a strange memory came to me. In this era, all old people can be called father-in-law.
It just feels like I'm missing some important information.
Hu Yi asked hurriedly: "Little official, have you ever learned the martial arts of Tao Lue?"
Zhang Liang replied: "I know a little bit." This is what Zhang Liang said modestly. When he was a child, his parents forced him to go to the Children's Palace to learn kendo for eight years. As for the military books "Thirty-Six Strategies", "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "On War" Read through.
Hu Yi secretly thought to himself, I am afraid this is not a son of a powerful person who is proficient in literature and martial arts. He pondered for a while and said: "Han, Liu, Ma, and Zhao are among the four surnames."
Zhang Liang replied quickly: "My surname is Zhang Mingliang."
Hu Yi murmured to herself: "The big family with the surname Zhang has moved south in the past few dynasties?" Then he asked again: "Where is your ancestral home, little official?"
Zhang Liang said impatiently: "Don't ask, our uncle and nephew are just a couple of hooligans, with no land and no house." Zhang Liang hates household registration checks the most, the sequelae of previous blind dates.
When Hu Yi heard this, she immediately became angry and her beard trembled, shouting loudly: "Ling'er is seeing off the guests."
Zhang Liang said a little indignantly: "I am a gangster, so I should do gangster things. When you say see off guests, the king's law stipulates that you cannot stand outside the wall of your house."
Zhang Liang said reluctantly: "This old Hutou is lonely and helpless. He only has two close relatives left, but his father-in-law doesn't know that blood is thicker than water and an elder brother is like a father."
"But my father-in-law is in a hurry to drive us away. I think my father-in-law is at the end of his rope. The fence is in disrepair, the water tank in the courtyard is also broken, the tiles on the house are incomplete, and the little lady's skirt has lost its color."
Hearing this, the woman named Ling'er blushed and turned around and went into the house.
"My father-in-law doesn't understand. Although he seems to have more mouths, he also has more strength."
He turned back to Uncle Cheap and said, "Let's go and see if my father-in-law can farm and read and inherit the family, or if this little lady can."
But Lao Hutou looked at the damaged areas mentioned by Zhang Liang one by one, and then he grabbed the chest-high earthen wall with his hands, and the earth fell away.
Zhang Liang suddenly remembered the details he had just thrown away. Jinshi of the previous dynasty? Why did the dynasty change?
Looking at Hu Yi who lowered his head and said nothing, he didn't look arrogant at all.
Zhang Liang added: "Don't bully young people into being poor. Think about the time when the Marquis of Huaiyin, Han Xin, was also a hooligan with no land or room."
Hu Yi asked suspiciously: "Han Xin will general the army, what do you know about a small official?"
Zhang Liang laughed loudly and said: "Good at generals." Zhang Liang felt that he had exaggerated too much, because he was not particularly good at history, so his memory of generals at this time was not so strong.
Then he pulled back and said: "There are always more solutions than difficulties. Three cobblers are even more powerful than Zhuge Liang."
But what Zhang Liang didn't know was that his sense of self-confidence, which comes from modern people, deeply affected everyone present. Ancient feudal society was about status, even in this poor and remote country, even if he was a Jinshi who had never been an official. , ordinary people stumbled and trembled when they saw him, how could Zhang Liang talk so freely.
However, the self-confidence of modern people also has shortcomings. In the near future, when facing the saint, Zhang Liang will almost beheaded.
Huyi finally opened the courtyard door, invited everyone to come in, and told Ling'er to boil water for the guests.
Zhang Liang suddenly remembered the question he had just asked, why the dynasty had changed, and he asked quickly.
Hu Yi sighed and said, "It's a long story."
