Hong Jian wants to see you?
After hearing Uncle Fu's report, Zhang Sheng, who had just returned from the medical cave, was a little confused. He had given up on him from the bottom of his heart. What did he mean by coming to see him?
"Uncle Fu, let him come in."
Zhang Sheng's curiosity was once again aroused, and he decided to meet this Dahong. After all, he had left his name in history. To be honest, after traveling for so long, I haven't seen a single famous official or general, but I have met three thieves and bandits whose names were recorded in the history books: Sun Qing, Wulu, and this Dahong is the third one.
Sun Qing let herself be fooled and ran away!
Wulu got himself killed!
Big flood? Seeing that he was relatively self-disciplined, I had let him go, so why did he come back?
Zhang Sheng is really curious...
Skinny, really skinny. Zhang Sheng looked at the person in front of him. A tattered linen garment was hanging on his body. He was worried that if the wind in the valley was stronger, this person would be able to walk through the village gate like he is now. Enter the cave.
Is this really the great Hong who left his name in the history books?
When Uncle Fu brought people back from the gate of the village, Zhang Sheng really had a little doubt about his guess.
"Servant, please pay homage to your husband and ask him to take you in."
Hong Jian saw that Zhang Sheng, who was sitting behind the wooden table and staring at him for a long time, had no intention of speaking. He gritted his teeth, knelt down on one knee, and explained his purpose.
The opportunity had already been missed once, and he didn't want to miss it a second time.
Take the initiative to seek refuge and seek shelter? Why?
Zhang Sheng was even more baffled when he heard Dahong Daoming's intention.
"Servant, please pay homage to your husband and beg him to take you in."
Hong Jian, who didn't wait for a reply, gritted his teeth and knelt on his knees.
Zhang Sheng couldn't help but frown when he saw this situation.
As a person with fused memories, he knew very well that kneeling on one knee showed respect and submission to his superiors, and kneeling on both knees meant something a little more complicated.
Heaven and Earth Sect Master, which one can I count?
"Servant, please pay homage to your husband. Please kneel down and beg your husband to take you in." Hong Jian asked again, then stretched his arms forward and back, and lay motionless on the ground.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Sheng looked at each other again with Zhou Chuang and others. At this moment, he had to stand up and look at the other party's appearance. He was bowing to his servant, kneeling down, and lying down. This was like a bastard eating a weight. Determined?
"Da Hong, get up and answer. I have a few questions that I need you to answer. Once my questions are over, it won't be too late for us to talk about taking him in." Zhang Sheng was still not used to others paying him such a courtesy.
"Here, servant, I obey your order." Da Hong stood up in response, not wanting to beg for nothing.
Everyone looked over and saw that his forehead and face were covered with dust, and his courtesy was genuine.
"Dahong, I heard that Wulu is your savior, and he treats you well and treats you as a confidant, right?" Zhang Sheng didn't want to beat around the bush anymore.
"yes!"
After listening to Zhang Sheng's inquiry, Hong Jian felt the bitterness in his heart beyond words. He knew that he had to face what he should face and couldn't escape.
"Where is Wulu now?" Zhang Sheng hit the point directly and asked in one sentence, his eyes fixed on Hong Jian's.
Where is Wulu? It’s time to give the other party an explanation!
"Mr. Lang, Wulu is here."
Hong Jian looked at Zhang Sheng who was looking at him for a few seconds, and said a few words calmly. Then, he raised his left hand and put his index finger into his mouth. He clicked, his withered cheeks twitched, and there was blood all over the corners of his mouth. Yi, on the raised left hand, a section of the index finger has disappeared.
"Mr. Lang, your servant, is burdened with a blood feud. The great revenge has not been avenged. Servant, I don't dare to risk my life easily, and I have no face to see the master at the bottom of the spring. I can only use this finger to repay Wulu's kindness for saving his life. Please send someone to give this finger to Mr. Lang." Buried in the Wulu Tomb." Hong Jian spit out a piece of his index finger from his mouth, put it on the wooden table, and answered Zhang Sheng's question with his mouth full of blood.
Zhou Chuang, Sun Fu, Wu Hu and others all changed their expressions.
Fingers connected to the heart.
Cruel, really cruel!
Zhang Sheng looked at Hong Jian's bloody left hand and the severed fingers on the wooden table. He now believed that this great flood was the other great flood.
"Huzi, take brother Dahong to see Doctor Qin for a bandage."
Looking away from the broken finger, Zhang Sheng ordered Wu Hu.
"Thank you, Mr. Lang, for taking me in."
Hong Jian bowed and followed Wu Hu calmly out of the cave.
"A Sheng, are you staying here?" Sun Fu asked after waiting for Hong Jian to leave.
"Uncle Fu, I've already made it this far, what will happen if I don't stay?" Zhang Sheng asked back.
"However, I still feel that something is wrong. This person is so ruthless in doing things, and he has helpers. What if he has evil intentions and does harm to you in the future?" Sun Fu expressed his worries.
"Uncle Fu, this question should be asked to Zhou Chuang. He is responsible for my safety. You shouldn't ask me, haha." Zhang Sheng laughed.
"Uncle Fu, I used to object to Lang Jun accepting this Hong brother because I thought he was unkind and unjust, but now I don't object anymore. Think about it, according to what we know, this person's ability should be better than Wulu is strong. It can be said that this person is indispensable for Wulu to be what it is today. However, this person has always been willing to live below him. Thinking about it, this person still has a little heart to repay gratitude. Now, this is the situation again. Maybe it's like what he said. If you haven't avenged your revenge, you won't dare to risk your life easily." Zhou Chuang expressed his opinion.
With Zhou Chuang's explanation, Uncle Fu no longer insisted on his opinion, and the Hong brothers' joining Pinggu Valley was finalized.
"A Sheng, how do you plan to arrange the two brothers?" Uncle Shan, who had been silent, asked aloud.
How to arrange the Hong brothers?
Of course Zhang Sheng already had a case against him.
"Uncle Shan, Uncle Fu, things in the valley are complicated now. On the surface, it seems to be going well, but in my opinion, there are many crises. The biggest problem among them is that everyone can't read in big characters, and the only one in the valley who can read is Xu An, who has more points, also asked everyone to hold on to the cylinders everywhere, and he had a headache and a sore foot. Now he wants to not let people rest for twelve hours a day. It will definitely not work if this continues. We have a small number of people now, so we can barely cope with it. No matter how many people there are and how complicated things are in the future, what should we do?" Zhang Sheng pointed out the problems that need to be solved urgently in the valley.
Literacy learning must be put on the agenda.
How can this be possible if a group is all blind and remembers everything in their heads?
Furthermore, if your gang wants to develop and grow, don't expect those slanderous scholars and famous ministers themselves. It would be nice if they don't scold you bloody and spit on you. How can you come to seek refuge with these ants like you? The thief works for himself?
Talents still need to be cultivated by oneself.
In this case, it is definitely better to cultivate early than to cultivate late.
Zhang Sheng's words made everyone think deeply.
"Uncle Shan, Uncle Fu and Lao Chuang, from now on Hong Jian will ask him to teach the children and soldiers in the valley how to read. At the same time, in his spare time, he will help Shitou and the others with some chores in the valley. Starting from tomorrow, if there is no combat mission, the soldiers will We spend half an hour every day learning Chinese characters, and you are no exception, learn together."
Zhang Sheng made a decision and decided to use Hong Jian. However, he did not notice that at this moment, everyone in the cave became sad after he finished speaking...
