"She is indeed Dongli's child. If she is still here..." Zhang Qingmeng thought. He knew better than anyone that this son's image, temperament, and playful personality were all similar to Ji Dongli's.
He felt guilty for Dongli, his only child, from beginning to end. Every time I talk to her, I will subconsciously recall Ji Dongli's beautiful face, and my heart will be filled with mixed emotions.
Zhang Qingmeng pinched his son's face and stared into his eyes, like, it was so similar! Zhang Junsheng was so frightened that he didn't even dare to tremble. After a long while, he hesitated and said: "Father...father...what's wrong with you...?" Zhang Qingmeng finally came back to his senses, stood up and coughed awkwardly.
Put away the excess in advance. Go to the master to apologize first, then change your clothes and call Hong Yan. "
Zhang Junsheng was stunned for a while, and then said: "Why are you going?" I heard that a fortune teller has come to Hancheng to meet him, and my father wants you to go and have a look.
Zhang Junsheng was a little confused: "Father, why didn't you go or invite me to my home?" "Father, it's so inconvenient. There's nothing we can do about it." Zhang Junsheng became even more suspicious: "Then what identity should I use?"
"Prince Zheng's son...otherwise, what else could there be?"
Zhang Junsheng shook his head repeatedly: "What do you think, father, the son of Prince Zheng, who has all the power in the world, will become in the future?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qingmeng and Yu Jitao suddenly woke up. The two looked at each other at the same time, very surprised.
"Yes, why didn't Jitao think of this!" Zhang Qingmeng pondered over and over again: "This makes sense, but the lonely king ignored such a simple truth."
"If we meet with our true identity, there is no guarantee that we will not be partial..." Yu Jitao put away his fan: "It is better to let the young master pretend to be the son of the Minister of Rites, to avoid speculation.
Zhang Qingmeng took off the catkins from Zhang Junsheng's hair and said, "Well, that's it. How many taels of silver do you need at one time?" "Ten taels of silver," "Let Hongyan get it later."
Zhang Qingmeng looked at the aggrieved Jin Tong behind him and said to his son: "Is it a man to bully your sister Jin Tong?"
Zhang Junsheng felt ashamed and apologized to him very solemnly. Tong Tong stepped back repeatedly: "Master, please don't do this, it will damage your status." Zhang Junsheng still insisted on begging for forgiveness, and Tong Tong had no choice but to say: "Are you going to skip classes from now on?" "Absolutely not!" Tong Tong couldn't hold it back, He burst into tears and laughed, and Zhang Junsheng also smiled sheepishly.
By noon, everything was ready. Zhang Junsheng, Yu Jitao and Zhao Hongyan prepared some silver and set off. The sky was very hot at noon, and every part of my body felt like it was being burned. Not long after I left, I was covered in sweat, and even the air felt like it was coming from a steamer. Zhao Hongyan kept fanning himself with his hands, and his expression was so hot that he seemed to be melting: "Oh my God, you still go out on this hot day..."
"Uncle Zhao, don't worry. Can't Junsheng treat you to some jelly afterwards?" Zhang Junsheng wiped a few beads of sweat from the bridge of his nose and swallowed his saliva.
Zhao Hongyan was overjoyed when he heard the jelly: "Oh my god, sir, if you say so, we will never complain! How about I carry you on your back?"
"Thank you, Uncle Zhao, I am already thirteen this year..."
Yu Jitao smiled at Zhao Hongyan and said, "You don't mind the heat now!" "Young Master wants to treat us to some jelly, so why should we be so hot!" "You, hahaha..."
Zhang Junsheng was in a daze from being exposed to the sun. He even felt that his body was almost turning into jelly. He looked around the sun with half-squinted eyes, praying that the nearby clouds would quickly block the light, sighed softly, and continued moving forward.
I don't know how long I have been walking, but suddenly I saw a group of people surrounding me, talking about something. Zhang Junsheng thought to himself: "They are gathered so tightly, won't it be hot?" In any case, he couldn't bear the heat. He wanted to pass through the crowd as quickly as possible, so he quickened his pace.
As soon as I got close to the crowd, I heard a sound of beatings and insults inside. Zhang Junsheng was a little curious. He tried to stand on tiptoes and take a peek. But he was a child after all, not tall enough, and his eyes could only see the backs of the onlookers.
Yu Ji said: "Master, why don't we go around?"
"You love you!" Zhao Hongyan smacked his lips: "Young master, you can look at me if you want! Get out of the way when you come!"
Yu Jitao sighed deeply and followed. Zhao Hongyan squeezed around with his fat body, making everyone dissatisfied. Zhang Junsheng laughed awkwardly from behind, and Yu Jitao even covered his face with his hands. The closer he got to the source of the sound, the harsher it became.
"You wild dog begging for food, I'll beat you to death!!!" There was a burst of mad roars, loud beatings, and sounds of beatings. Zhang Junsheng squeezed his head out, and the tragic scene in front of him made his pupils shrink:
Under the command of a centurion-like man, several strong soldiers frantically kicked a young man on the ground who was covered in rags with their hard boots. The military whip kept swinging down, leaving many bruises on the young man's legs, like patches.
The shouts and beatings were all mixed up, just because of the extremely thin boy on the ground.
"Stop fighting! You are too bullying!" Zhang Junsheng shouted in desperation. The group of "evil wolves" looked back, spewed extremely filthy curse words, and even stretched out their hands to pull him away. Zhao Hongyan stretched out his hand and forcibly subdued the evil claw: "Let me tell you, it's best not to act rashly."
The centurion saw the saber on his waist. Although he could not identify his identity, he was sure that he was someone with military rank, so he waved his hand and dispersed the group of soldiers.
The young man on the ground was covered in bruises, the corners of his mouth were red, and he was coughing wildly. Blood was still pouring from his nostrils, which was stuck to the sand and gravel on his face. His hair was covered with dirt, and he was wearing linen clothes that were so rotten that they couldn't be any worse. No matter whether it was his limbs or his back, there was no injury anywhere.
When everyone first dispersed, he was still kicking and kicking wildly to resist. After a while, his thin body slowly shrank, like a pile of dust soaked in blood. Zhang Junsheng pulled off a piece of soft material from the corner of his clothes and stepped forward to help block his bleeding nostrils, although there was still some bleeding.
"Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you beat the children like this?" Zhao Hongyan also became quite serious. One of the soldiers shouted: "Is there any justice? This filthy wild dog came to the restaurant to beg for food. We adults felt sorry for him and rewarded him with a few bites of food. This wild dog not only punched you, but also robbed you." I carry ten taels of silver with me! Do you think I should give it away?"
Another soldier said: "This is a mad dog. Not only did he hurt the adults, he also beat us. A heartless dog!"
The boy stood up with Zhang Junsheng's help. His breath was weak, but there was not a single tear on his face except blood and dust. The bloodshot eyes were full of blood that should not belong to this age.
"Master Jun, don't worry about your useless money. If you want to hear a dog barking, just say no!" A person in the restaurant laughed and shouted, making everyone laugh.
The centurion's face was red with anger, and he shouted loudly: "Who said he lost the silver, I mean he threw my glass cup worth ten taels of silver!"
The shopkeeper was afraid of affecting the business, so he went out to make peace. He smiled at the centurion and said, "Master, how do you think this little guy looks like a wealthy owner? You are kind-hearted, why don't you become a Huishui Bodhisattva?" "No! Deal. If we don't get money, it won't be finished. If you're kind-hearted, pay for it!" When the shopkeeper heard this, he choked and couldn't speak.
"It's only ten taels of silver, I'll pay for it!"
The onlookers looked at the boy in surprise, and there was a faint laugh. "You're quite loud. Bring me the money!" "If I give you the money, will you still find trouble?" "With the money, I don't care what this guy says." "Okay! What you said!"
He immediately took out a cloth bag from his pocket and showed the silver boldly, causing the crowd to scream. A person with so much silver is by no means an ordinary person. The centurion carefully took the silver, waved his hand and left with the soldiers.
"It's gone, it's gone!" The waiter stepped forward to drive away the crowd. Zhang Jun held the dying boy in his hands and said to the shopkeeper: "Uncle, please get a basin of water."
The shopkeeper saw that he was generous, so he didn't dare to be negligent and agreed wholeheartedly. Zhao Hongyan squeezed the dozens of coins in his arms and gritted his teeth: "Another bowl of pimple soup, we have money!" The waiter took the money and started to prepare.
The three of them brought the boy into the restaurant. There were not many people left in the restaurant, so they randomly chose a seat and put him down. The shopkeeper brought warm water and a towel. Zhang Junsheng wet them eagerly and carefully wiped the young man's dusty face.
The little boy, with his nimble feet, quickly brought a bowl of hot pimple soup. The boy first looked around warily, then swallowed, picked up the bowl and started to devour the food. The soup spilled from the side of the mouth onto the body. After a while, the bowl of pimple soup was swallowed into the stomach, and there were still bright red bloody lips on the edge of the bowl.
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"That's all, I will do a good deed today." The shopkeeper shouted, "Bring a few more bowls!" Bowls of pimple soup were placed in front of the boy. He didn't refuse anyone who came, and he swallowed it like crazy without even chewing.
Yu Jitao asked the boy, "What's going on?" The boy just swallowed and ignored it. But the waiter took over and said: "Oh, I can see clearly, those gentlemen are completely unreasonable!"
"How to say?"
"I thought this child had been hungry for many days, so he came in to beg for food. I saw how pitiful he looked, and I didn't want to chase him away. The men thought he was in the mood for drinking, so they called him over: 'Hey, are you begging for food?' This child He nodded. The men grabbed the rice with their hands and threw it on the ground for him to eat. The child was really hungry, so he squatted down and reached out to grab it. Whoa! Guess what? The man used his boots to grab it. Stepping on the rice: "The wild dog wants to eat, please bark twice first..." This child was also stubborn, turned around and left. The military commander smashed the stool indiscriminately, and he pushed the military commander down in a hurry. , bringing trouble!"
The shopkeeper said: "It's so clear, are you being slippery again?" "Oh shopkeeper, I'm worried too, I keep staring at you!"
Yu Jitao added: "The fact that the glass is broken is just a fabrication." "Hey, that man just wanted to blackmail two of them. If he hadn't met you guys, I don't know how long the trouble would have been."
Zhang Junsheng listened and felt a little scared: "If I do this, I won't be angry and will be punished..." Zhao Hongyan grinned: "It's okay, don't worry." The shopkeeper asked curiously: "Where did these gentlemen come from? "Don't ask around, shopkeeper, don't make yourself angry again," the waiter advised.
The three of them were about to leave, and the shopkeeper was busy ordering people to see off the guests. Zhang Junsheng turned around, said goodbye to the boy and left. But he suddenly felt himself being pulled by something. When he looked back, it was the boy grabbing the corner of his clothes and staring at him.
Zhao Hongyan shouted: "What else are you doing? Do you want to rely on us?" Zhang Junsheng smiled softly: "What's wrong, are you not full?"
