Although the subject of this sentence was unclear, Shao Yu and Tian Ming still understood inexplicably that the "you" the other party said was actually referring to the two of them, excluding those soldiers.
And the sudden appearance of someone who disrupted the situation naturally attracted everyone's attention immediately, and Tianming and Shaoyu were no exception.
Turning around and looking over, the first thing that catches the eye is a vermilion five-layered three-door courtyard, with a simple and elegant shape. At first glance, it is not an ordinary house.
Then, they noticed the speaker - he was dressed in a green shirt, with a handsome face and a warm smile on his lips, making people feel that he was a humble gentleman at a glance.
Both Tianming and Shaoyu knew this person.
"Oh, this isn't... wuwu..."
After Tianming recognized him, he subconsciously wanted to say something, but was stopped by Shao Yu in time, and the last few words turned into an indistinct whimper.
After being stopped, Tianming also remembered that now was not the time for them to speak casually, so he shut his mouth without any struggle.
Thanks to this, the two men's movements were very slight and did not attract the attention of the officer who had turned his head.
When he turned back again, the two of them had become normal.
The officer hesitated and asked, "Is he calling you two?"
"Uh... um!" Tianming Shaoyu nodded hesitantly.
That person is more or less a friendly force, and he should be able to speak for them at this time.
After receiving the answer, the officer looked at the two of them suspiciously and continued to ask in a disbelieving tone, "Are you two...disciples of Confucianism?"
Shao Yu nodded again.
In order to win the other party's trust, Tianming affirmed with certainty, "Yes! That's right! We are both Confucian!"
The tone is decisive and the expressions are on point, but the lines are sparse.
It could be seen that the officer was still a little suspicious.
However, the person speaking had already come closer:
"Ziming, Ziyu!"
"The guests will be arriving soon, what are you two still doing? Please apologize to the general."
Shao Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
Confucian apology...what kind of etiquette should be used?
Nope!
Although he had studied Confucianism, a certain young general who always liked to do things couldn't remember how to do etiquette.
What can be expected is that Tianming will not do the same.
Of course, Tianming didn't think about Confucian etiquette at all. He didn't move mainly because he didn't know whether to listen to the other party. He could only look at Shaoyu eagerly, intending to imitate him.
After hesitating for a while, Shao Yu didn't get too entangled. Anyway, the target was a soldier, so he didn't need to pay too much attention to the details. He simply cupped his fists and saluted:
"Sorry to bother you."
When Tianming saw this, he quickly followed suit and hugged his fist.
Seeing the two "Confucian disciples" I really wanted to apologize myself, so the officer quickly waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
"Mr. Zifang, please forgive me. I'm just too nervous. After all, the adults will be arriving soon. I don't dare to be careless."
The officer bowed to the visitor, Zhang Liang, the third master of Xiaoshengxian Village, and apologized with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.
In the presence of the third head of the Confucian family, at the main gate of the Confucian school, he picked on the Confucian disciples. It was somewhat rude to say so.
Of course, the most important thing is that although Confucianism does not have much say in the court, it is not something he, a middle- and lower-level officer who does not even have the rank of captain, can provoke.
If necessary, he still has to take the initiative to make concessions.
Next to him, Tian Ming took advantage of the officer's attention not being on him and whispered to Shao Yu, "This is not Mr. Zhang Liang. Why does he seem to be in the same group as the Qin army?"
Now was obviously not a good time to answer questions, so Shaoyu didn't reply, but just glared at Tianming to signal him to be quiet.
[In view of the general environment,
Zhang Liang then turned his attention to the two of them and asked with a smile:
"Have you finished what I told you to do?"
The sudden question made both of them a little dumbfounded.
Shao Yu looked at Zhang Liang's relaxed look and tentatively replied:
"Are we done...?"
The officer standing aside looked at him with scrutiny again.
Why does the person who answered the question feel more uncertain than the person who asked the question?
Shaoyu felt that gaze and suddenly became more nervous.
Zhang Liang still smiled lightly, seemingly unworried, and continued to ask, "Oh, where is that thing?"
"Something!" Upon hearing that he wanted something more, Shao Yu's head got bigger, and he couldn't help but raise his voice by a degree. However, he glanced at the soldier next to him and immediately lowered his voice again, "...the thing is...over there. ...It was us just now..."
Shao Yu was also a bit quick-witted and talked nonsense to delay time, trying to get some hints from Zhang Liang's face.
God bless, Shao Yu's nonsense finally worked. Although he didn't get Zhang Liang's prompt, it did help him wait for the answer.
"Here's the thing!"
A simple and honest voice that Tianming and Shaoyu were familiar with and had heard many times not long ago came from the other side of the road.
The cook Ding came over with a big smile and a food box in his hands.
He looked at Zhang Liang with a smile on his face. He reached out to lift the food box and said, "The things are here, don't worry, Mr. Zhang Liang."
Zhang Liang looked at Chef Ding who arrived in time and replied with a smile, "Shopkeeper Ding is still so prompt."
Within two words, Cook Ding had already walked up to them, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, and replied cheerfully, "In business, you must be honest, not to mention that it is what Confucian masters and gentlemen want. "
After saying that, Cook Ding turned his eyes to Shao Yu Tianming, pretending to have met them only once, and said, "There was a little chaos on the street just now, so I was separated from the two young gentlemen you sent."
"I was worried that they wouldn't disappear, but now I'm sure they're back."
"Hehehe..." Zhang Liang chuckled a few times and responded, "Shopkeeper Ding is too polite. I just asked the two of them to get snacks, but I didn't expect that I would bother you to make a special trip."
"Hehehe...you're welcome, you're welcome." Chef Ding scratched his head and smiled stupidly.
Zhang Liang turned his eyes and ordered, "Ziming, Ziyu, hurry up and take the snacks."
The two little ones were stunned for a moment before they realized that "Zi Ming Zi Yu" was referring to the two of them, and they hurriedly took the food box.
At this time, a soldier from the side where Cook Ding came over waved his flag.
This means that the distinguished guest that Confucianism will receive today is about to arrive.
When the cook saw this scene, he quickly took a puff of smoke and ran away.
Zhang Liang also told Tianming Shaoyu, "Ziming, Ziyu, follow me in, and don't disturb others here anymore."
Tianming Shaoyu was naturally eager to leave the encirclement of the Qin soldiers and follow Zhang Liang's pace.
When he reached the gate, Zhang Liang turned aside. The always curious Tianming baby suddenly didn't understand:
"Isn't the gate right here? Where else to turn?"
Shao Yu rolled his eyes at him, "Uncultured! This is the gate, not for us to walk through."
As he said that, he pointed to the small door where Zhang Liang was going, "We have to go through the small door."
"What's the point?" Tianming didn't understand even more.
Zhang Liang then turned around and explained, "Only adults can use the main door. You two are villains, so naturally you can only use the small door."
"What kind of adult is this?" Tianming frowned and looked at Zhang Liang with an evil look, "Are you scolding me?"
"That's not what you think." Shao Yu weakly shook his head.
"what does that mean?"
Tianming always has the ability to incarnate a hundred thousand reasons regardless of the occasion or location.
Zhang Liang, however, had no intention of further explanation and turned around to continue.
He continued to walk towards the small door and simply replied, "You will know later. It's better to follow me in now, otherwise you won't be able to leave later."
"Oh! Yes, yes!" After receiving the reminder, Tianming was temporarily freed from doubts and hurriedly followed Zhang Liang.
At this time, Zhang Liang turned his head slightly with a smile and glanced at Tianming who was following behind him, and once again said a reminder, "Remember, this is the first favor you owe me."
"Ah?" Tianming, who had no idea what was going on, looked confused and subconsciously followed his words and asked, "The first one? How much do I owe you?"
"Hmph, if nothing else happens, it should be seven."
"Seven?" Tianming let Shao Yu carry the food box alone and counted it with his fingers. Then he realized that counting was useless and asked Zhang Liang quickly, "How did you know it would be seven?"
"No! How do you know I still owe you a favor?"
It can be seen that the child generously acknowledged today's favor and did not blame it on the Mo family.
Zhang Liang did not make any further response, but led the two of them into the Little Saint's Villa.
………………
The gate of Xiaoshengxian Village.
After Zhang Liang left with Tianming Shaoyu, the vermilion gate of Xiaoshengxian Manor also opened, but only one gate was opened.
On the stone steps on both sides of the gate, there is a neatly dressed Confucian disciple standing on each step.
And under the steps, at the real "entrance" of the gate, stood Fu Nian, the head of Xiaoshengxian Manor, and his junior brother, Yan Lu, the second among the three masters of Qilu and the second Confucian master. .
At this time, the carriage was vaguely visible at the end of the road. Fu Nian frowned slightly and remained motionless, but moved his lips slightly, and asked Yan Lu in a low voice:
"Where is the ovary? No one is there at this time?"
After Yan Lu hesitated for a moment, he replied with a smile, "Junior brother just returned from a long trip yesterday. Maybe he is a little tired. He should be there soon."
The timing was also coincidental. As soon as Yan Lu finished speaking, Zhang Liang, who had just arranged for Tianming Shaoyu, appeared and stood beside Fu Nian calmly.
Fu Nian turned his eyes slightly and glanced at him. Considering that the distinguished guest had already arrived, he didn't say anything.
However, he was sighing faintly in his heart.
When Zhang Liang first entered Xiaoshengxian Village, Fu Nian thought highly of him - he was talented, diligent and studious, modest, quite a gentleman, knowledgeable about the world, and understanding of people. He was really a rare talent.
Fu Nian is deeply pleased to have such a junior brother.
By the way, because Zhang Liang is considered a Confucian who entered Han Fei's relationship, Xunzi decided to regard him as Han Fei's junior disciple and treat him as a peer like Fu Nian.
Of course, Xunzi did not accept him as his disciple. According to his status, he was regarded as his master's nephew just like Fu Nian and others.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After Fu Nian was happy for several years, he finally became unhappy.
Zhang Liang became less settled and tended to develop towards his predecessor (Han Fei).
However, compared to the unscrupulous Han Fei, Zhang Liang is much more prudent in doing things - no matter whether he does good things or bad things, no one can find fault.
This only gave Fu Nian an even greater headache, because he could rarely find a suitable reason to teach his junior brother a lesson.
Just like today, even though Fu Nian knew in his heart that Zhang Liang was definitely doing some unknown trick behind his back, he still had no way of blaming him and could only remind him to remember to be on time in the future.
No pain or itching at all.
Wheel and wheel...
The sound of carriage wheels running over stone bricks interrupted Fu Nian's inner calculations and brought his attention back to reality.
I saw three luxurious machine carriages slowly approaching the Little Saint's Manor, surrounded by an unknown number of soldiers.
Among the trees on the side, four eyes, more white than black, were vaguely visible in the gaps, observing the entrance of the Little Saint's Villa.
Xiaoshengxian Villa, which occupies more than half of the mountain, theoretically retains the original appearance of the mountain as much as possible, except for the main part of the mountain village.
Maintaining the original natural scenery.
Of course, not much is actually preserved because this Zhuangzi is really too big.
However, the main entrance happens to be a relatively well-preserved part. There is only a road paved with stone bricks, and there are trees on both sides... This is why Shao Yu Tianming can roll directly from the mountain to the entrance.
With more trees, it is naturally easier to hide people. Tao Zhi and Pao Ding are currently observing the outside world in the crown of a big tree.
Thief Zhi hid first and hid in before they left at dawn, while Cook Ding came around in a circle after delivering the food box.
Because they were relatively far apart, the two of them could communicate in lower voices:
"It turns out that Mr. Zhang Liang left the food box with the intention of hiding the two of them in the Little Saint's Manor."
Chef Ding nodded, "This place is really good. It's big and there are not many people there. It's easy to see no outsiders, and the people inside don't know them."
"The soldiers of Qin will not search this place even if they search the city. You can say that... what do you call it if you never fail once ten thousand times?"
Seeing that they were safe at dawn, Chef Ding breathed a sigh of relief and became a little more addicted to showing off his talents.
"It's foolproof!" Thief Zhi replied angrily, "I've already said it, so don't use allusions or idioms!"
"Business matters, business matters!" Cook Ding quickly changed the subject and pointed at the gate of Little Sage's Village, "Look, he's here!"
Thief Zhi was stunned for a moment when he saw the number of carriages, and then he quickly asked Cook Ding, "Three carriages? Is there more than one big shot that Little Saint Xian Manor will receive today?"
Chef Ding stared at the carriage and replied without blinking, "How did I know that?"
"All I know is that they are going to have distinguished guests."
"Why are you worrying about this? You'll know who they are when they come down later. You don't care who they are!"
"Uh...too."
During a few chats, the three carriages had stopped, and the three side doors opened one after another.
A person got out of the first carriage, a woman.
A fat woman wearing a greenish-yellow dress and a bright red belt.
This person was also holding up a white mask to cover her face, and her behavior was also pretentious and pretentious...let's just call her coquettish.
Two people got out of the second carriage.
The first one looked like a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate face, flame-shaped blue-purple lines painted on the upper and lower parts of his left eye, and wearing a complex dark purple star-patterned robe.
The latter one is an old man who looks to be at least seventy or eighty years old. His beard and hair are all white, and he is leaning on a walking stick. He has a big beard and eyebrows. His eyes are covered, but his hair is very sparse. The whole person looks shaky. , may die at someone's doorstep at any time.
He sprained a bit when he came down. Fortunately, the young man helped him, otherwise he might have fallen down, and Confucianism would have had a lot of fun.
It's just that the child probably used too much strength when he was holding him up, and the old man felt a little pain.
A man got out of the third carriage, wearing dark clothes.
He had better recognize that the current head of the empire's hundred officials and the real big shot visiting today - Prime Minister Li Si.
