In the evening, Lao Wangtou prepared dinner and sent it to Fang Jingzhi before going home to eat.
Sitting at the dinner table, he always felt that something was wrong.
After thinking about it, the table was full of sumptuous food, but it didn't taste good at all when it fell into my mouth.
"Dad, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and eat!"
The old wife seemed to notice something strange about the old man. She put a chopstick dish into the old man's bowl and asked worriedly.
Lao Wangtou sighed, also picked up a chopstick of meat, but put it into his grandson's bowl.
Naturally, Fang Jingzhi and the others couldn't finish the mutton cut at noon. Most of the mutton was brought back by Lao Wangtou.
In the past half month, Fang Jingzhi has been staying in Jiaofangsi and has not come back. According to Lao Wang's character, it is naturally impossible to cut meat for the family to eat. The little grandson does not know the taste of meat, so he holds a big bowl with a human head. , The little head was almost stuffed into the rice bowl, and the corners of the mouth and face were covered with rice grains.
"Shoot the ancestral tree!"
Old Wangtou lovingly patted his grandson on the head and said, "It's all Li Dashan who instigated the young master to fight with him at night. Although the old man persuaded him to stop, the old man always felt that he was not at ease. Young Master He is also a young man, what if he is influenced by this kid?"
"What, you want to take the young master to fight with those gangsters!"
As soon as Lao Wang's words came out of his mouth, his wife immediately became furious.
"This old woman is spitting on my mother, this bastard Li Dashan. I have long disliked him. He is getting more and more trouble-making every day. Go ahead and crush this bastard's weakness now..."
Old Wangtou was naturally aware of the old wife's violent temper. He was also very angry about Li Dashan provoking Fang Jingzhi to fight, but he still said: "I reprimanded this guy at that time, but the old man is still worried, I I thought about it for a while and went to see the young master. If the young master is really instigated by this guy, I will go with him and protect the young master secretly."
Hearing that Old Wangtou had an idea, the old wife calmed down a little, but she still said angrily: "Tomorrow, I will definitely spit on this bastard Li Dashan. You can follow me for a while, but you must protect me." Good young master, you can’t let the young master bump into each other. If you get hurt by these bastards, you don’t have to come back. If the young master hadn’t been kind-hearted, our whole family would have probably starved to death by now, but you and I It's easy to say that if you die, you will die, but Tiezhu, your wife and your grandson...!"
Knowing that my mother wanted to remember the kindness of the young master again, my son Wang Tiezhu said helplessly: "Mom, my son has already remembered the great kindness of the young master. Besides, now that we and the young master are a family, we must take good care of him." It’s for the young master. Dad is old and his legs and feet are not good anymore. Why don’t I go and guard the young master later? If the young master really wants to go, I will protect the young master and never leave!"
"You go and hit a ball!" The old man glanced at his son with disdain: "How many times can you hit, I'll do it. I used to fight with people with a knife, I'm not just bragging... 35 A young man is no match for me."
Wang Tiezhu curled his lips in silence when he heard the words: "Dad, let's not talk about Chen Laohuang Li. How do you know that your son can't protect the young master? His son practiced with Li Dashan a few days ago. This kid is no match for me. Besides, when you were fighting for your life back then, how could you be a soldier for the Yuan people? If you fight against our Ming army, it would be easy to make people laugh if you say it, and even your children would be embarrassed to follow you!"
As the saying goes, one mistake can lead to eternal hatred. When talking about what happened back then, Old Man Wang was ready to kill his son.
This is a past event that he cannot talk about.
Turning around, he saw that his daughter-in-law, Kukuku, was already blushing. Old man Wang said harshly: "Little bastard, was I serving as a soldier for the Yuan people back then? It was to break into the enemy's interior. Who knew that the Yuan people didn't recognize people?" Zhi Ming, couldn't see my talent as a general, that's why I couldn't lead my troops to surrender, and what's more, the old man even secretly killed two Yuan people!"
"What's the difference!" The old wife was very dissatisfied with me scolding my son: "Anyway, just like those Yuan people, they were beaten to pieces by Marshal Chang in the end."
"..."
Old Man Wang suddenly didn't want to talk. He really had nothing to say to these two women. They both had long hair and short knowledge. Like the Yuan people, they didn't recognize a thousand-mile horse.
Old man Wang didn't speak, but his wife had something to say. She frowned at the old man and suddenly asked: "Has the young master read the book you brought from the capital city? Businessman is a cheap business after all, and our family will never read it." If you let the young master suffer a loss, you should persuade the young master well when you look back. Studying to gain fame and honor the ancestors is the right way!"
According to the old wife's idea, now that she has sold herself to Fang Jingzhi, if Fang Jingzhi becomes an official, then her family can follow the chickens and dogs to heaven. Even if he is a businessman, he must be polite to others.
It's a pity that Fang Jingzhi has no interest in being an official, especially serving Lao Zhu.
The old man sighed: "I don't want to persuade you. The young master is not interested in studying. However, the young master is a smart man, so he must have his own plans."
"As for the book that the old man snatched from the Guo family, the young master read it and said that it was for children. He didn't like it, but it would be a disaster to keep it, so he burned it!"
"Since the young master said that keeping it would be a disaster, then it would be better to burn it!" The old wife naturally trusted Fang Jingzhi very much.
After talking for a while, the family also finished the dinner and discussed it some more. The father and son brought sticks and went to Fang Jing's house together, preparing to give Li Dashan a meal when he came over. Fat beating.
But what shocked the father and son was that the Fang family was already empty at this moment.
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The Duke's Mansion of the State of Wei.
Xu Da was sitting on the armchair, drinking the light tea in the bowl one sip at a time, looking blankly at the dagger placed on the table.
It was a dagger with a simple shape and a newly made scabbard. There was nothing unusual about it.
The handle is wrapped in animal skin, and the tail is a silver moon-roaring wolf head.
What attracts attention is the eyes of the wolf head, which are inlaid with two faint blue gems the size of rice grains.
Looking at this dagger, Xu Da always felt like he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
I couldn't hold the tureen firmly in my hand and fell to the ground.
Xu Da came back to his senses and quickly picked up the tea bowl. Looking at the celadon that had been knocked off the edge of the tea bowl, Xu Da wiped it clean with some distress and put it back on the tea bowl.
Compared with the extravagance of other noble-seeking families, Xu Da, the Duke of Wei who was born in poverty, lived a slightly poor life, just like the emperor who lived in the palace.
Although the garden, rockery, pavilions and pavilions are full of everything, nothing is missing from the doorposts with peeling paint, the tables and chairs full of traces of time, and the pitifully few but reluctant tea leaves in the cup. The absence reflects the simplicity of Xu Da’s life.
All the money saved was sent to his own village.
"My lord, I listened to your instructions. I went to Zhuangzi today to deliver money and food!"
A servant walked in from the courtyard, took two steps closer, and spoke in a low voice.
"Well, how are the old brothers in Zhuangzi?" Xu Da replied absently, still feeling a little distressed that he had just knocked off the porcelain bowl.
"The old soldiers in Zhuangzi are okay. It's just that the fifth one talked to the younger one..." the servant replied, but he pursed his lips again, hesitating to speak.
As a veteran in the army, my father-in-law has been wearing armor for decades. Some veterans have followed his father-in-law since they joined the army.
Many veterans have now retired from the military.
Those who had children and relatives were better off, and they went home to live their own lives with the pension from the court.
And many old soldiers have no children and are disabled.
Naturally, these veterans in the military are unwilling to let these people spend the rest of their lives in misery with pensions.
Simply send these people to their own farm to take care of them and give them a manageable old age.
Not only Xu Da, but also many generals in the army were like this.
Xu Da raised his head, glared at the servant with dissatisfaction, and said angrily: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't act like one, what did Lao Wu say to you?"
"To be honest, those old brothers are just eating and waiting to die, wasting food and dragging the father-in-law down," the servant said.
"This bullshit is dragging me down. I am a great prince and I can't afford to support these old bastards. Tell them that if they hear their nonsense again, I will beat them with a military stick!"
Although he was deeply moved, Xu Da still couldn't help but his eyes turned red.
"My lord, the brothers are just thinking that it's not a big deal to just eat and not do anything all day long. I wonder if my lord can find a piece of land for them to plant," the servant continued.
"Farming? It's really idle. They want to farm wherever they want. Aren't the land on Zhuangzi cultivated by tenants?" Xu Da said.
"The brothers have taken a fancy to the rocky mountain at the east end of the village and are wondering if they can plant some fruit trees on the mountain. If they can produce a few fruits, it can be considered as an income."
Xu Da was helpless and patted his forehead: "I remember it belongs to the Lan family, right? What kind of things can be grown on a carboniferous mountain?"
Glancing around and seeing the dagger placed on the table, Xu Da simply waved his hand and said, "Forget it, just sow it if you want. It doesn't matter if it's the Lan family's land. You can just make arrangements for it."
"Yes, sir!" the servant agreed, turned and left.
Xu Da once again set his sights on the dagger.
Lan family?
The servant's words suddenly gave him inspiration.
This dagger seems to be the trophy that bastard Lan Yu got when he just joined the army!
