"Zhou Lizheng, our young master is waiting for you." Cheng Cheng made a gesture of invitation. There used to be many servants in the Wang family's house. She looked like a scholarly servant, but she looked like a regular servant.
Zhou Lizheng was very surprised and responded hurriedly: "Hey! Hey! Then I'll trouble Xiao Lang."
After only a few steps, they arrived at the bonfire where Wang Keyue was.
I saw a young man with a bunch of crowns sitting by the campfire, holding a bowl in his right hand.
And at his feet, there was a shining long knife.
The young man put down the bowl and looked straight here with his bright black eyes. Zhou Lizheng, who thought he had lived for most of his life and had seen the market, was so shocked that he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
"In... next week... Zhou Deren... met the young master!" After a while, Cheng Yi coughed as a reminder, which brought him back to reality from his daze.
"Please take a seat!" Wang Keyue gestured to Zhou Li, who was sitting opposite. On the ground opposite was an animal skin.
Zhou Lizheng bowed his hands with trembling hands: "Thank you, young master."
At this time, he had no other ideas. He originally thought that he could use gratitude to find a supporter for his villagers. Even if it meant sacrificing the innocence of some girls, it was better than sacrificing everyone's life. This is why he asked a 12-year-old girl to help him come here with him.
It's a pity that Zhou Li was looking at the 12-year-old Liniang next to him. Although this girl was young, she was already the most beautiful girl in their village. However, compared with the young man in front of him, this girl was actually inferior. Not even a little bit.
How could such an aloof, aloof and elegant young man fall in love with a mud-legged girl from the countryside? It seems that my vision is too narrow!
Zhou Li was imitating Wang Keyue, sitting cross-legged on the animal skin mat, but he felt a little uncomfortable.
At this time, Cheng Yi moved a small table from behind and placed it in front of Zhou Lizheng. Several people put two bowls of multigrain porridge and several large pieces of mixed vegetable corn cakes into another bowl.
"This...this...young master..." Zhou Lizheng's stomach was already growling. When he saw the food in front of him, it screamed even more wildly. However, he was still trying his best to endure it. .
"Zhou Lizheng, you're welcome. We can talk about things only after you've eaten." Wang Keyue said, indicating that Zhou Lizheng should eat first.
"Young Master, food is so valuable nowadays, how can Zhou be so virtuous... Besides, Young Master is the benefactor of Zhou and the Zhou family, so we should be the ones repaying Young Master... "The more Zhou Lizheng said, the more he felt that it was inappropriate. He struggled to get up and changed from sitting to kneeling. When the little girl behind him saw it, he also hurriedly helped Zhou Lizheng kneel down upright.
"Young Master, on behalf of the Zhou family, I, Zhou Deren, kowtow three times to the young master. I am grateful for the life-saving grace of the young master. The Zhou family is now very poor, so we can only kowtow to express our gratitude." After saying this, Zhou Lizheng was about to say goodbye. Kowtowed.
"Wait a minute!" Wang Keyue stopped him. Cheng Yi, who was very discerning, stepped forward and helped Zhou Lizheng sit down again.
Wang Keyue didn't want to be knelt down by such an old man, as this would shorten his life!
"There is no need to say more words of thanks. I saved you, firstly, because of my convenience, secondly, because they blocked my way, and thirdly, because they were extremely evil and deserved to be killed!" Wang Keyue said.
Thick killing intent instantly filled the air. Zhou Lizheng, who was opposite him, felt chills all over, but his gaze towards Wang Keyue seemed to be firmer.
Zhou Lizheng ignored Cheng Yi's support and knelt down again. This time, he looked even more solemn when he knelt down: "Young Master, I, the 33 people in Zhoujia Village, are willing to serve you as master, slaves and maids, and cattle and horses. I just ask... I just ask that the young master can... take in my people and find a way for us to survive in such troubled times."
After Zhou Lizheng finished speaking, this time, it was useless to say anything, so he just banged his head three times.
The corner of Wang Keyue's mouth twitched, this... Before she even opened her mouth, this old Zhou was betraying himself!
"Well... there are only about thirty people. I am lacking some manpower to do things, but..." Before Wang Keyue could finish her words, Zhou Lizheng's heart was hanging.
"Young Master, if there is anything I did not do well as an old man, you can just tell me." Zhou Lizheng had already begun to regard himself as Old Man Zhou.
Since he followed the young master, his identity could no longer be Zhou Lizheng. It just so happens that he has done enough to be right in this matter, so whoever wants to do so can do it.
"It's not a big deal. It's mainly about these thirty or so people. How do you ensure their loyalty to me? I don't want to spend money on food and end up raising a bunch of white-eyed wolves!" Wang Keyue knew that Zhoujia Village This refugee team should have originally numbered more than a hundred people. However, the number of people was reduced due to the desertion. However, the remaining people have become more stable and mature.
This kind of person is actually the person Wang Keyue needs.
"Young Master, don't worry, I have already explained everything before I come out." Zhou Lizheng, hey, no! Now he can only be called Old Man Zhou. He took out a piece of yellowed paper and a small yellowed book from his arms.
"Young Master, this is the contract of sale of the thirty-three people in our Zhoujia Village. This is our genealogy. The old man brought it with me. If there are really villains who are willing to repay kindness and revenge, I feel free to beat and scold them." Old man Zhou led the Zhou family and more than 200 people. They went through untold hardships and suffered numerous casualties along the way. Now, the thirty-three people are the last hope of the Zhou family.
Old man Zhou can only make a desperate move now. It is better to be a slave than to starve to death! Everyone is dead, so what's the use of keeping this Zhou's family tree? ?
