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Chapter 421

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao choked directly.

Is the point about underwear? ah?

"Your son is going to fight."

"I saw it!" Fang Zichen said sadly: "How can this be good! If the people of the Great Dynasty saw that head of his, they would probably think that we have no one in Great Xia. Let him come on stage to make fun of us, and our Daxia Kingdom will probably be embarrassed."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen saw that his face was wrong, his face was sweaty, and his lips were white. It was obviously true. Worried, he hurriedly said: "But you don't have to worry! The Qin family loves him so much that it is impossible to let anything happen to him. Maybe even if he talks about it, the Qin family may not let him go."

Brother Zhao was right . , the leader of the Qin family and the eldest son doted on the boy very much. The swords on the battlefield were blind, and there were many dangers, so it was impossible to really let him go.

But Guaizai wrote specifically to ask, so Fang Zichen thought about it and sent his collector's edition of red underwear.

He has always been generous to his children, almost always responding to his requests.

He doesn't think the Qin family will really let the good boy go, because once something happens to the good boy, how will the Qin family explain it to him? If it were him, he wouldn't be able to let other people's children take risks with him.

Otherwise, if there was an accident, he might lose all his pants.

After the matters in Beilu County were settled, Fang Zichen took Brother Zhao back again.

Xiaofeng was very reluctant to leave, and her eyes were red when leaving.

Fang Zichen sighed again: "Don't be like this! It's like we're going to die."

Xiao Feng: "... I can't bear to leave Uncle Zhao."

Fang Zichen pointed at himself: "No more? No more. Can't bear to leave me?"

Xiaofeng looked at him and said honestly: "You can't bear to leave either."

Zichen Laohuai comforted him and rubbed Xiaofeng's head hard: "Filial brother, I love you.

" Feng: "..."

Xiaofeng couldn't explain how he felt. It's not that there were no brothers of similar age to him in the factory. Occasionally, he would chat with them in his free time. Liu Gouzi was not good to him back then. His biological father passed away early. He actually didn't know how his father and his children should get along with each other, but he also knew that people outside were like this to their sons, but they had to avoid suspicion towards their brothers and girls. But Fang Zichen actually There is no such mentality, nor the thoughts of the feudal era.

When my daughter grows up, isn't it enough to pat her on the shoulder, make a joke, rub her head, or give her a hug? Should I be shot?

Regardless of whether he is a brother or a girl, he is still his child, nothing more.

Regarding his intimate gesture, Xiaofeng felt warm in her heart.

Brother Zhao transferred Brother Yu and Brother Dou from Bei'an County Cement Factory.

When he sent Brother Yu and Brother Dou to take care of the cement factory, the three of them were very nervous at first, always afraid of making mistakes, but later they got started and didn't find it difficult. Now the rice is left there, alone. Being able to take care of them, Brother Zhao transferred Brother Yu and Brother Dou over and asked them to manage things in Beilu County, while he followed Fang Zichen to blast the mountains.

There is a river in Anxi County, but it is narrow and shallow. Small ships can pass through, but large merchant ships cannot. And opposite the river is the Qinzhou Grand Canal, but there are several mountains between the two places, so I want to go through Anxi To go from the county to Qinzhou, you can only go down the river and reach Bei District County. If you go from Bei District County to Bei'an County, and then from Bei'an County to Qinzhou, you will have to go through a whole circle.

There is a direct waterway from Qinzhou to Linjiangzhou, and then it is convenient to go from Linjiangzhou to Jiangzhong, Shangyang, Xiayang and other places, and it only takes eight or nine days.

This saves nearly twenty days of travel.

But offshore operations are quite difficult. This is different from simply blasting a mountain first. There are many issues to consider at sea. The first is the impact force after blasting and the debris blown up. These can easily injure the 'construction workers'. Before, they You can still dig tunnels and cover your head with an iron sheet to hide, but where can you hide at sea?

The vibrations caused by blasting may even cause the nearby mountains to loosen, which will also have an impact on surrounding fishermen.

If you want to go directly to Qinzhou, you have to completely flatten the middle of these mountains and create a road. Judging from the map, it is at least two miles. This is a big project that consumes time, energy and money.

Therefore, Fang Zichen didn't plan to move at first, but after a trip to Shangyang, Fang Zichen thought about it and felt that it still couldn't be done. If he didn't blow up the mountain, wouldn't he have to waste three months on the road every time he shipped something?

This affects the speed at which he makes money.

Moreover, what he wants to do is to 'attract investment'. After the reputation of instant noodles and rice paper is established, outside merchants can purchase the goods themselves. But if it is too far away, who will be willing to come?

It is also difficult for merchants here to purchase goods, so supplies are scarce.

If this problem is not solved, it will still be difficult for Qianzhou to develop.

If the waterway is connected, it will be more convenient for future generations to travel, and the people of Quezhou will not be trapped in this untouchable land.

Fang Zichen planned to go to Anxi County to have a look in person. Brother Zhao was worried and wanted to follow him. He knew that Fang Zichen was in a bad mood since he went to Beilu County.

He blamed himself for his policy mistakes.

That day, the common people led the cattle to be sold. They were dressed in shabby clothes and looked skinny. Fang Zichen felt very guilty

for not going to Beilu County for on-the-spot inspection. If you can't afford the money, then you can borrow money first, and the officials will help advance the money, but the result is bad, and the people almost starve to death. Without experience, you can't be comprehensive and considerate. This matter is Beilu County. Although Ling is not free from the relationship as a parent, he has a greater responsibility.

Fang Zichen felt that he had learned a lesson, and he needed to think twice before doing anything in the future and act with caution.

Nowadays, it is rare for him to think about doing practical things without being urged by others. Brother Zhao is very happy in his heart, but he also knows that this person is still a child at heart, and he will not be at ease if he does not follow him.

...

In mid-November, as the captain, Aunt Tang worked hard day and night, and after half a month of marching, she finally led the troops to the southern border.

When Xiaobing came to report the time, the Qin family was having dinner.

General Qin frowned slightly: "A group of girls?"

"Yes."

"It's Sister Tang." The good boy was holding the bowl, his mouth stuffed like a hamster, and his face was oily to his forehead. Said: "Let them in quickly!"

The soldier looked towards General Qin, saw him nodding, and then he responded and went out.

Aunt Tang brought people over to see the Lord, and many Qin veterans stopped to watch along the way.

Why are there girls and boys in the military camp?

And the other party is wearing... The girls and the guys are all wearing dark red girdle riding clothes, with black auspicious cloud pattern girdle on their waists, and their black hair is tied up. They look clean and tidy, their eyes are confident and resolute, and they are somewhat heroic. His steps are strong and steady, and he doesn't look like an ordinary girl.

Everyone looked intently and looked a little tired. When they saw the good boy, they immediately saluted: "I have met the young master."

The good boy was happy to see an acquaintance and ran over to hold Aunt Tang's hand: "Sister Tang, you are here."

Tang The aunt smiled and touched his head: "You are late, young master, don't blame me."

When Old General Qin took a look at it, he knew that these girls and brothers had been trained, but the opponent only had about a hundred people, and they had come all the way from Quzhou. His Qin family army was short of these one hundred people? ?

wrong.

Old General Qin suddenly remembered the letter from Xia Jinghong the month before last, the floods in Dry Island, and the rescue team...

He slapped his thigh and became happy.

Well done, well come, just in time. This is it.

Lu Zhenghe seemed to be crazy. He had been aggressively attacking in the past few days. The second prince of the Great Chao Kingdom personally led the troops to attack the left sideline. Lieutenant General Lin fought with him several times.

In a war, there is no one without death or injury.

The wounded soldiers were sent back one after another without interruption.

Many of them were just lying there before they had time to receive treatment, and some were even thrown aside after simple treatment. Lao Jiang and the others were simply too busy. The good boy often went to help and looked at the wounded soldiers with some peeling lips. The dry and cracked people were unconscious, and some were holding their broken arms and whining softly. The air in the camp was turbid and smelly, and the seriously injured were almost lying down waiting for death. The good boy looked anxious and said to Old General Qin with red eyes when he came back. Can't you go outside and ask the doctor to come?

Uncles and uncles are all going to die.

You can't just ignore it!

But where can I find so many doctors? Ordinary doctors can't see this kind of disease.

Lao Jiang is considered a military doctor. He is not afraid at all when seeing people with their hands and feet cut off. He has long been used to it. But the doctors outside are not good at it. They usually treat ordinary people. They just take a pulse and prescribe medicine for headaches, fever, etc. Have you ever seen such a bloody scene?

Qin Hengxuan had summoned many doctors outside before, but the result was not good. Some people felt panicked and short of breath when they saw the soldiers were seriously injured and covered in blood.

He said he was a doctor, but to put it bluntly, he was just an ordinary citizen. How could he not be afraid of seeing such a scene?

Although Hengyang City is wealthy, there are only a few medical clinics. Qin Hengxuan does not dare to recruit all the people, otherwise who will treat the people?

In the end, we had to recruit some people from Hengyang, Shangyang, Xiayang, and several nearby cities. Twenty people, nine of them went to the wounded barracks. When they came out, their faces were as white as paper, and their legs were weak when they walked. After shaking out the residual images, one person's vagina was still wet. Qin Hengxuan directly sent them back, and the rest were all assigned to the front.

But it's still not enough.

Aunt Tang and others didn't take a break and followed Guaizi directly to the wounded barracks.

Some of the wounded had been bandaged, but when Aunt Tang took a look, she directly lifted off the bandage and applied medicine to the wound, but the edge of the wound was red and swollen. When she pressed lightly, yellow/colored pus immediately flowed out from it, and then she touched her forehead. , you can fry eggs directly on it.

It's an infection.

Lao Jiang didn't even know who they were, so why did they start touching the wounded as soon as they broke in? How dare you come at him! He absolutely did not resist and was about to scold him when General Qin raised his hand to stop him.

Aunt Tang immediately ordered someone to boil water, and then came to Lao Jiang to borrow a scraper from him.

"Give it to her." General Qin said. He also wanted to see how much the other party weighed.

Lao Jiang simply handed over the medical kit.

Brother Liu had already lit the candle, and the two of them cooperated very well. After the scraper was disinfected, Aunt Tang let him cut out the meat directly. The yellow and brown blood and water were mixed together. It looked bloody and disgusting, but Aunt Tang didn't even look at it. In the blink of an eye, it seems to be commonplace.

General Qin couldn't help but nodded in appreciation.

That's good.

Better than those doctors at the front.

The soldier howled in pain and struggled violently. The two brothers came over directly, stuffed a corncob into his mouth, and then held him down.

The postures of these people were extremely tough, and they looked like bullies trying to force others.

Both Lao Jiang and General Qin couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The carrion was removed again, and Lao Jiang saw Brother Liu take out a bottle from his bag... I don't know what it was, but it was just cotton wool with a little bit on it, and then rubbed it on the wound, the soldier's eyes He kicked, his limbs stretched out, his head tilted, and he fell unconscious.

The leader can still scream twice, but now...

what is this? Salt water?

After the wound was taken care of, Aunt Tang bandaged it directly.

Lao Jiang couldn't help it anymore: "Don't you need to apply any medicine?"

When Master Li taught them according to Fang Zichen's 'lesson plan', he was also confused.

I have never heard of disinfection, alcohol distillation, or suturing. Master Li felt that he had misled his disciples, so he went to the village from Quzhou City to look for him. Fang Zichen talked to him for several days, and then let him Only then did someone carry Master Li back.

This person lives and learns. At first he thought Fang Zichen was messing around, but then he heard it and thought, oh, it turns out it is something from overseas, and it sounds very reasonable! It doesn't seem like it was done randomly.

He couldn't get enough of it. He pestered Fang Zichen every day. Fang Zichen only knew a little bit about it. Who among modern people doesn't know that if you are injured, the wound needs to be disinfected and why it needs to be disinfected. It's because of bacterial infection. Who doesn't understand this? Ask, ask but you don't understand.

After returning home, Master Li taught according to the lesson plan.

Aunt Tang shook her head and said, "No, after applying the medicine, the wound is not ventilated and bacteria can easily breed."

Lao Jiang: "..."

What are you talking about? Why can't he understand?

Aunt Tang brought a hundred people, including twenty men, but they were all wearing the same clothes, and their bodies were small, so when they looked over suddenly, they thought they were brothers.

These twenty men are also medical soldiers.

After returning from disaster relief in Anxi County, Fang Zichen was selected from the new recruits and transferred to Master Li.

The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and it's hard to tell where the damage will be. There are so many people on the battlefield, and the soldiers are just slashing at random. It's hard to say where they'll hit. Maybe they'll hit their arms, maybe they'll hit their thighs. , maybe it was cut on the buttocks, or on the dick, that's hard to say.

Last time we were in a disaster in Anxi County, a man had an injury on his buttocks and was carried to the rear. Aunt Tang and others didn't know how to deal with it, but the good boy came in the end. After that, he was very active and followed. Fang Zichen was looking for someone in the front, and often ran back halfway through the search, asking Aunt Tang and the others if anyone had an injured butt, and if so, let him come.

Fang Zichen felt that this boy was quite active and worthy of praise. Just as he was about to praise him, the good boy approached him, covered his mouth, and said mysteriously: "Father, the good boy discovered a secret."

"What secret?"

"Buttocks are soft. " "Hey, it feels like playing with clay,

so squeeze it!" "...Smash it, you look like a pervert!"

The good boy knew what a pervert was, so Aunt Tang asked him to change the man's dressing later! , Guaizi doesn't want to go even to death.

After all, times are different. It's okay to let them bandage people's chest and thighs, but they don't dare to do it in some private areas.

Fang Zichen discovered this problem, thought about it, and transferred twenty more careful and patient men to learn from Master Li.

At this moment, Mrs. Tang took them all over.

The wounded barracks was full of people. After Aunt Tang and her party arrived, they started working without stopping.

General Qin didn't seem to be afraid of them at all, and his attacks were steady and accurate.

Aunt Tang and the others are indeed not afraid. After all, they have experience. Every time Aunt Tang cleans the wound, Brother Liu is responsible for disinfecting and bandaging. Others are responsible for boiling the medicine and carrying water. They divide the work and cooperate in an orderly manner. Not fluffy.

With more people, Lao Jiang won't be in a hurry anymore.

General Qin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the wounded soldiers were properly taken care of.

Or was his grandson a smart and promising person? Why didn't he think of cultivating such a team of soldiers in the first place?

Otherwise, the soldiers at the front wouldn't be struggling and waiting to die...

Old General Qin sighed leisurely and couldn't help but want to see Fang Zichen again.

What kind of brain does this kid have?

The next day Lao Jiang came to report, saying that several soldiers in the first-injured barracks who had been given up by him were suffering from high fever and were unable to survive. Last night, people from Quzhou used that alcoholic beverage to rub them. After one night, the fever actually subsided.

Moreover, he went to check and found that the wounds of those who had been re-treated by Aunt Tang yesterday no longer had pus.

Simply magical.

"What?" General Qin couldn't sit still and ran to the wounded barracks to see in person.

When Guaizi was in Anxi County, he fought with Aunt Tang for two days. He felt that there was nothing strange and everything was normal. Grandpa really liked to make a fuss.

Qin Hengxuan also went to see it several times. That night he invited Lao Jiang to come and asked him what he thought about the matter.

What can you say?

Of course it is extremely good.

After Lao Jiang asked Aunt Tang about it, he eagerly wanted to build such a team. Doctors have a parental heart. Whenever he looked at the soldiers who left because of lack of timely treatment, Lao Jiang blamed himself more than anyone else, and often hated him. He didn't have two extra hands, and he was the first to go to Jiangzhou. He had also heard about the disaster on Qinzhou. In the face of such a huge disaster, more than twenty people died in Quzhou, which was unprecedented. Lao Jiang feels that most of this must be attributed to Aunt Tang and others.

There is no need to be able to see, hear, and ask questions. Most of the injuries sustained on the battlefield are external injuries. All you need is to be able to bandage and boil medicine, but it is too late to recruit people now.

Fortunately, Mr. Fang sent someone over to relieve their urgent need.

"General." Lao Jiang said: "Let's recruit people too!"

Qin Hengxuan put down his pen: "This matter is not urgent, let's spread the word first! You can bring some people in the next two days to get out the alcohol and let people Send some to the front."

Lao Jiang knew his intention and couldn't rush this matter, so he nodded and left.

In the next few days, General Qin felt that he was recovering well. He packed his luggage and wanted to go back to the battlefield. The good boy came over and saw Mrs. Qin packing her things, so he went over and pulled Old General Qin's sleeves and told him to go too.

He had said it once before, but General Qin only thought he was joking: "Do you really want to go?"

"Yeah!" The good boy raised his two short little fingers and said, "But grandpa, can you?" Let's wait for two days for my father to send the Superman underwear."

General Qin squatted down and looked at him seriously, asking him seriously: "Aren't you afraid?" The

boy scratched his head: "What are you afraid of? ?"

Old General Qin originally wanted to say that the battlefield is very dangerous, but before he spoke, he heard Guaizi say: "Isn't it just a fight? You are not afraid, Guaizi, you have seen it before, so what are you afraid of? He is the most powerful fighter in the universe, and he wants to avenge his grandfather."

Old General Qin hugged him and kissed him again: "Okay, grandpa will take you there."

Mrs. Qin was the first to disagree. When Qin Hengxuan heard about this, he dropped his official duties and hurried over.

"Dad, you can't take the good boy with you."

Old General Qin asked, "Why not?"

Qin Hengxuan took a deep breath: "He is too young."

"Eight years old." Old General Qin said, "Not too young. "Your brother went to the battlefield with me when he was six years old."

Qin Hengxuan held his head and sat opposite General Qin. Meng Ruqing poured him a cup of tea and pursed his lips without saying anything.

"This is different." Qin Hengxuan was silent for a long time before saying: "If..."

Fang Zichen hasn't recognized him yet, they are not sure whether he is willing to come back. Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing are worried, fearing that Fang Zichen will not want to recognize him. They, Old General Qin, knew that if something happened to the good boy at this juncture, Fang Zichen doted on his son so much that he might even have the intention to kill them, not to mention the others, and Qin Hengxuan doted on this boy. It's too much, but the child is 'unable to achieve success'.

Guaizai is Fang Zichen's eldest son. According to the rules, the Qin family army and the Soldier Tiger Talisman will be handed over to Guaizai sooner or later. At this moment, he is still strong and can lead him to adapt and protect him. If he hadn't gone through several times After training, if the Qin family's army is really handed over to him in the future, and they actually go to the battlefield, and the enemy comes with their swords, his grandson will probably pee on the spot.

This can't be done!

General Qin said: "I know what you want to say, but your father is not worried! He is my great-grandson. If I take him there, I will bring him back with all his strength and integrity. The child will always be protected. , is destined to be useless, even if something happens, I won't let anything happen to him even if I die."

"Dad..."

"That's it, you go back and get busy."

It came quickly. When Guaizi opened it, his eyes suddenly lit up and he kept jumping with joy: "Wow, it's my father's favorite pair of red underwear. Dad actually sent them over. Dad really loves Guaizi. "

The good boy happily ran to the tent to change on the spot. He took off his pants in a few seconds and put on his underwear in a hurry. As soon as he pulled it up, he loosened his hand and the underwear fell down again.

His butt is as big as a cup, so of course he can't wear these underwear. The bottom of the underwear is too big, and the underwear/crotch almost hangs down to his knees, and it doesn't cover his butt at all. The good boy tried it a few times, but it didn't work. He was a little dejected, but are you still? Within a few seconds, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have thought of some good idea.

His butt is small, but his head is big!

He hurriedly pulled on his underwear, and it turned out that it was not too loose or too tight, but it was a little difficult to breathe, but that didn't bother him.

Superman wears underwear underneath, and he wears it over his head. He is even more powerful than Superman.

The good boy chuckled and was so happy that he put on his pants and went to find Uncle Tang with his underwear in his arms.

The underwear is also here. The good boy is going to follow Old General Qin to kill the enemy. The night before leaving, he specially told them to be obedient. After he avenges his grandfather, he will come back and take them back to

the place. In his arms, he didn't make any fuss and pressed against his chest: "Guo Guo, come back soon. Gungun misses his daddy."

"Yeah!" The good boy kissed him.

Meng Ruqing didn't say anything. She called him to go to bed at night. After going to bed, she hugged him tightly and never let go.

The good boy rubbed his face with him: "Uncle, beauty, don't worry! The good boy is very powerful."

Meng Ruqing pressed his forehead against his and said warmly: "Uncle, don't worry, he can't let you go."

The next day, before dawn, General Qin left with his good boy, two hundred Qin soldiers, and fifty rescue soldiers.

Aunt Tang came to assist, and Fang Zichen wrote a special letter to explain that when she got here, she would fully obey the arrangements of the young master and Old General Qin, and no one had any objections to being allowed to go to the battlefield at this time.

Zhang Quan followed with three imperial guards.

After traveling for a day and a half, we finally arrived at the former army garrison at noon the next day.

Chapter 422

Qin Hengyi heard the report from the soldiers that the old general was coming, so he quickly threw away the book and went out to greet him personally. When he saw the good boy, he was stunned.

"Little grandpa, little grandpa." When he was still far away, the good boy waved his hands and called him loudly. He used to live in Qin Mansion and often followed Qin Hengyi everywhere. I haven't seen him for several years and missed him. Now he is close. He dismounted and rushed over, hugging his leg.

Qin Hengyi lowered his head and looked at him. He still remembered this little kid. After all, they played so well back then. He grabbed the good boy under his arm and lifted him up. He couldn't hide the joy in his voice: "Good boy. "Why are you here?"

Guaizi shook his little feet and said excitedly: "I'll come with Grandpa. Do you want Guaizi?"

Qin Hengyi was very happy: "I want to die!" He looked up and down at Guaizi: "But why are you still this big? Have you not eaten in the past few years?"

Guaizi touched his head, held up three short fingers, and said: "Eat! Every meal, Guaizi They all eat three bowls of rice, Duo Duo, but Guaizi is a mini master, so he grows slowly."

Qin Hengyi couldn't help laughing and put him on his shoulders.

General Qin dismounted, handed the whip to the soldier on the side, and walked directly towards Qin Hengyi.

Qin Hengyi asked: "Dad, are you all well?"

"Not all." General Qin replied. It would take a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones. How many days has he been recovering? But now that the situation is unstable, how can he continue to stay at the rear with peace of mind.

Qin Hengyi frowned slightly: "Then why don't you take good care of yourself behind and come here with your good boy."

General Qin patted him on the shoulder and walked into the camp first: "Let's go in and talk."

As soon as he entered the camp, Qin The old general deliberately sent the good boy away, recruited a small soldier, and asked him to take the good boy to eat something.

The good boy didn't think much about it. When it came to food, he became happy and followed the soldier away in a hurry.

General Qin didn't see him anymore, so he said: "The kid from your eldest brother's family has been found."

Qin Hengyi didn't react for a moment: "What?"

General Qin then told everything about the fucker. Speak carefully.

When Qin Hengyi heard that his nephew had been found, and that the three-headed baby he was holding just now was his grandson, he was so excited that his breathing became rapid, and he stood up immediately: "Dad, are you sure? "

Although there are still many things that I can't figure out, the balls look exactly like your brother's when he was a child." Old General Qin said, "How can it be wrong? It can't be your brother's."

"That's right, brother. " It's impossible to betray Brother Qing, and he's not that kind of person."

Qin Hengyi recalled that half of Meng Ruqing's white hair, her nose was sore, and her eyes were red when she woke up: "It would be great if we found him, otherwise Brother Qing would be like this. I'm afraid..."

"Our Qin family has a follow-up. When the situation here stabilizes, I will ask your brother to bring Fang back." Old General Qin said: "You know Fang. ! It's the little Liuyuan who was rumored a few years ago. "I know." Qin Hengyi said, "Ru Lei Guan Er, I heard

he looks a lot like Brother Qing."

What do you mean, Mr. Fang is exactly the same as your brother Qing, but I have never seen him before." At this point, General Qin felt unhappy and changed his mind: "Did you find out Zuo's identity?"

Qin Hengyi paused . : "Found it."

General Qin looked at him: "Who is he?"

"Jiang Zhanying is his son-in-law."

General Qin frowned: "But it's confirmed?"

"Well! This matter is not difficult to check. " Qin Hengyi said.

"But why have you never heard of it before?" Old General Qin looked solemn: "I do know that Jiang Zhanying has a daughter. I heard that she is very favored, but she has never been married. So, where did the son-in-law come from?"

Qin Hengyi lowered his eyes and asked : "According to the news from Qin Shiyi, it is said that Jiang Chuying got married nineteen years ago, but she has been living in Jiang's house and has not made a big deal."

General Qin frowned: "This is not like that old beast Such a style! "

Jiang Zhanying is such a girl. She is doted on in every possible way. She also likes to be high-profile. It is really abnormal for a girl to get married without making a big deal out to the world.

Qin Hengyi said: "Eleven said that Zuo is a spy from Jiang Zhanying. He is not from a famous family."

Most of the spies are orphans. In fact, to put it harshly, they are also subordinates. Moreover, Jiang Chuying and Zuo had been having an affair before they got married. Jiang Zhanying was so angry that when he discovered the affair, he wanted to kill Zuo with a sword, but Jiang Chuying spotted Zuo and protected him with all his strength. Faced with death, Jiang Zhanying had no choice but to admit it.

But in the end, I was just angry and didn't do anything serious.

"I see, then why does he know your tricks?" Old General Qin said, "It's very clear. You fought first, but he showed mercy to you in every way."

Qin Hengyi suddenly raised his head.

"Others can't see it clearly, but I can see it clearly. He knows your moves and can predict your moves, so when he fights you, he looks like he's merciless, but in fact every move he makes towards you is You can stop the sword with your backhand." General Qin hesitated: "Do you recognize it? And I thought something was wrong with you before."

After being stupid for almost twenty years, it suddenly got better. It couldn't be a fight. One fight will clear your mind.

Qin Hengyi curled his fingers slightly and was silent for a long time with his head hanging down. His voice was trembling: "I... I think he is Yizhi." As

soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and Qin Hengyi The old general slapped his palm on the table, furious: "Are you confused?"

Qin Hengyi did not refute: "When I first saw his eyes, I was indeed confused, but later I also knew that this was impossible."

He and Chu Yizhi was once so intimate that he had touched each other's eyebrows and even every vein. It was clear that the human skin inside the box placed in front of their door was covered with whip marks. But he won't admit it, but he won't admit it either with those eyes.

General Qin felt uncomfortable when he thought of Chu Yizhi. After all, he had really cared for him as his son: "Whether he is or not, in my eyes, the child is dead. It is your mother and I, and you have confirmed it." , and then buried it with his own hands in our Qin family cemetery. You should know who that person is standing next to and who he works for."

His voice was stern, but he didn't notice Qin Hengyi's pale face: "Son, take the overall situation into consideration. It's important, don't be indecisive on the battlefield, otherwise it will kill you. You can't let me and your mother send the white-haired person to the black-haired person."

Qin Hengyi's heart suddenly tightened, and the pain in his chest was unbearable: "... "Father, I understand."

General Qin sighed heavily: "It's not that I want to force you, but as my son, you should understand what your mission is. The love between children has already bound you." After twenty years, Dad hopes that you will be free in the future, do you understand? "

I know."

During the march and the war, the clothes, housing and transportation were shabby, and the good boy came back after eating three steamed buns and a bowl of egg custard. There was something wrong with the atmosphere in the camp. He looked at Qin Hengyi, then at Old General Qin, and finally got into Qin Hengyi's arms and became sticky with him.

Qin Hengyi hugged him and tossed him around. The good boy laughed happily, his voice was clear and clear, which made Qin Hengyi no longer worried. The two played together all afternoon, and their relationship was so good that they slept on the same bed at night.

Before dawn the next day, a rapid trumpet sounded outside the camp.

The enemy attacked again.

Qin Hengyi got on his horse after hurriedly mobilizing his troops. He saw General Qin coming over with his little boy in his arms, and stretched out his hand: "Dad, please stay in the rear! Leave the child to me."

He had been on the battlefield with General Qin since he was six years old . , I don't think there's anything wrong with bringing a child.

General Qin shook his head and insisted on leaving: "It's true that your father was injured, but he is not disabled. You don't have to worry about it. I can protect myself."

Qin Hengyi knew that he would not do anything that was uncertain, and now he has found his grandson. I was afraid that I was very precious about my life, so I stopped trying to persuade him immediately and took the lead in setting off, followed closely by Guaizi on Xiaobai.

The two armies faced each other in Yuanping.

When Jiang Zhanying saw General Qin, he wanted to make a comment on the spot. He felt that this old guy was really lucky. He thought he would have to eat if he couldn't get up. He had already prepared his share of the money, but he didn't die. He was really lucky. , but when he glanced around, his eyes fell on his side, as if he had seen something incredible and shocking, and his eyes widened slightly.

Even Lu Zhenghe and A Zuo also looked over, with unspeakable expressions on their faces, as if they wanted to laugh.

Seeing that their expressions were wrong, Qin Hengyi turned his head and froze.

The good boy had a small bundle on his body and a pair of red underwear on his head. It was quite eye-catching and particularly eye-catching. At this moment, almost everyone was looking at him. I don't know what he is wearing.

Qin Hengyi didn't know what underwear was, but he vaguely felt that the good boy looked a bit wretched inexplicably.

Originally a small man with a big head, it was enough to attract attention when he followed them as a striker, but now he wore a red material over his head, as if he was afraid that others would not notice his big head.

"Good boy, take it off quickly."

"If you don't take it off, don't take it off." Good boy was unwilling and twisted his body to avoid his hand.

If Superman cannot be possessed without being possessed, then it is not that he beats the enemy and makes him scream, but the enemy beats him and makes him scream.

Qin Hengyi had no choice but to ask Qin Yi next to him to get the helmet, fearing that someone would prick his brain.

Qin Yi glanced at the good boy and suppressed a smile: "I can't wear it anymore."

Qin Hengyi: "..."

Forget it, my grandson likes it, then let him be!

The good boy was very excited. He had a small face, and the small piece of fabric on the front of his underwear could completely cover his face. He asked Uncle Tang to cut four slits, revealing a pair of big dark eyes and two With his little nostrils, he can breathe easily now and can see people. The good boy feels that he is very smart. When his underwear is pulled over, Superman has already possessed him. He feels that he is very powerful and has a lot of energy in him. It is already incredible. No one is his opponent at this moment. Whoever dares to come over will be dealt with like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Grandpa." He couldn't wait to ask, "Who hit you last time?"

General Qin cooperated very well with him and pointed at Lu Zhenghe: "That's him."

Lu Zhenghe is not too tall, only about 1.7 meters tall. However, General Qin is a big man, over 1.8 meters tall.

The good boy turned his head and looked at General Qin.

He didn't say anything, but General Qin seemed to feel that he had said everything, and his heart couldn't help but choke.

Jiang Zhanying burst out laughing, overjoyed.

"Old man, you are so short of men in Great Xia? Even the baby boy has been captured to be a strong man, but this dress is quite unique!"

The good boy thought that the old man was very discerning and persuaded him to put down the butcher knife. , became a Buddha immediately.

Jiang Zhanying persuaded him to go back and drink milk, otherwise he would wet his pants later.

"Grandpa, don't underestimate the good boy!" The good boy was not very happy: "Otherwise, the good boy will beat you until you scream."

Jiang Zhanying was startled, then held his belly and laughed.

The good boy raised his eyebrows, turned to General Qin and said, "Grandpa, is there something wrong with that grandpa who always smiles? Why does he still come to fight even though he is sick? Was he beaten stupidly before?"

Jiang Zhanying: "..."

General Qin couldn't help but laugh when he saw Jiang Zhanying's disheveled face: "Yes, yes, that man is mentally ill, so you have to stay away from him."

The good boy nodded seriously . : "If you say something like that, you really can't get close. My father told me that this kind of person will kill people when he goes crazy, which is very dangerous. But grandpa is so old and still has no clear mind. It's really pitiful." "

Jiang Zhanying: "..."

Jiang Zhanying couldn't help it, and the two armies started fighting.

The army of the Chao Dynasty rushed over with their swords raised. Qin Hengyi took the lead. With a sweep of his spear, the huge force swept away several soldiers in an instant. The Qin family army rushed forward and immediately applied the sword.

Wails filled the ears, and splashes of blood came into view.

General Qin immediately looked at Guaizi. I thought he would be scared, but I didn't know that the good boy was as steady as an old dog and not timid at all. After a few glances, he waved his spear and ran straight towards Lu Zhenghe. Zhang Quan and Qin Er were protecting him on the left and right.

General Qin was very pleased to see him like this.

This courage and spirit are undoubtedly his descendants from the Qin family, and they really don't match his former demeanor.

Knowing that General Qin was interested in training people, Zhang Quan only killed the soldiers who rushed from the side and did not intervene in the fight between Guaizi and Lu Zhenghe.

Jiang Zhanying didn't know Guaizai, and saw that he was small and short, so he didn't trust him at all. But Lu Zhenghe knew that when he was six years old, this little boy fought nine times in a row on the birthday of the Holy Emperor, and Beimang had to fight. He bowed his head and admitted defeat, and was praised by General Qin himself, which is enough to show that this child is not simple.

But Lu Zhenghe also felt in his heart that no matter how powerful he was, he was still just a child after all.

But after several moves, Guaizi has not been knocked off his horse yet.

Seeing another spear coming towards him, Lu Zhenghe blocked it with his sword. With a sound, his arms were numb and his palms were in great pain.

This force...

Lu Zhenghe couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and he didn't dare to take it lightly anymore.

The two were fighting fiercely. Jiang Zhanying and Qin Hengyi were fighting to the death. They even took the time to take a look. At this glance, their faces suddenly became gloomy.

It took less than a year for Guaizi to practice all the spears, and he was still on a horse. The horse was moving around. He had to concentrate on controlling his balance and fight with the opponent. The opponent seemed to be a bit powerful. This was difficult. .

He wanted to go home and missed his father and dad. He must avenge his grandfather today, otherwise he would have to wait for several days if he missed this opportunity.

He stared at Lu Zhenghe, his eyes wandering, and suddenly he reined in the reins and turned the horse and started running, as if he wanted to escape before the battle, but he was not fast, and General Qin and Zhang Quan were far away from him now.

Lu Zhenghe knew that the Qin family liked this boy, and when he thought that all the young and old of the Lu family had been killed, he was so angry that he had no time to think about it at the moment, so he directly chased after him. However, as soon as he was halfway through the pursuit, the good boy suddenly jumped up and jumped up. Then a carbine quickly stabbed his horse.

His counterattack caught Lu Zhenghe off guard, and he tried to rein in the horse to stop, but it was too late.

The horse's neck was stabbed straight through.

Lu Zhenghe had no choice but to jump off his horse, and Guaizi also got off Xiaobai's back.

The two fought again, with a loud bang. During the fight, Lu Zhenghe accidentally cut the baggage of the good boy. When the boy dodged, the baggage was cut open, and a bright yellow thing fell out of it.

Lu Zhenghe and the people around him took a closer look...

Time seemed to have stopped.

The first person saw the good boy carrying a baggage. Everyone was wondering what he had in it. Even Qin Hengyi didn't understand. Before setting off, Aunt Tang called him over and handed him the baggage. He thought it was because the boy liked to be clean, so he asked Aunt Tang prepared a change of clothes or some typhoid medicine for him, but luckily, she even brought a boiled chicken.

Qin Hengyi's face felt a little hot. He glanced at his father and saw that General Qin's face was red with embarrassment.

War is not a child's play and requires seriousness and caution. After all, if you are distracted for a moment, you may have to raise your head to see your ancestors, but at this moment, everyone around you was stunned for a while.

"Ah!" Guaizi shouted out loud: "Dear boy, let's chicken!"

Lu Zhenghe kicked the chicken away.

"..." Guaizi's whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face turned pale.

Lu Zhenghe's move was no different from touching his lifeblood.

The boy's eyes were red and his little fists were clenched tightly.

Aunt Tang cooked this for him. In order to rush on the road, he didn't even have to eat the buns, so he just wanted to fight off the enemy. He took a good bite of the chicken.

Well now, the chicken is gone.

Lu Zhenghe had stung a hornet's nest at this moment. The good boy was so angry that his nostrils were breathing. He let out a cry and threw away his spear. He dodged left and right to avoid the sword strike. After approaching Lu Zhenghe, he attacked directly with his bare hands. Lu Zhenghe was struck by him. He grabbed the blade with his bare hands. When the sword left his hand, he suddenly felt an unknown feeling in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to retreat first, but the boy dragged him and refused to let him go.

I kicked his dick and still want to leave, no way.

Seeing that something was wrong, the Imperial Army wanted to come to help, but were blocked by the Qin Family Army.

Lu Zhenghe couldn't escape, so he had to fight with Guaizi.

Daxia generals have different promotion systems, one of which is the Zuyin system for military general families.

This system allows the descendants of military general families to have more opportunities to become generals.

Why?

Because they have received professional training since childhood, their skills are naturally better than ordinary soldiers. Just like Qin Hengyi, he was personally taught by General Qin since he was a child, and his skills are even more extraordinary.

Another promotion system relies on ability, and one can climb up the ranks step by step among a group of soldiers.

Lu Zhenghe was the latter. Back then, he was brave, fearless, smart and decisive, and that was why General Qin valued him and promoted him.

There are many soldiers who know how to fight, but there are very few who know how to fight and inspire.

Lu Zhenghe was considered a half-Confucian general. Although his skills were not as good as those of Qin Hengyi and Jiang Zhanying, he was still much better than ordinary soldiers.

After all, as a deputy general, he is not a vegetarian. If he fights on horseback with real weapons and swords, Guaizi is no match for him, but bare-handed fighting is exactly Lu Zhenghe's shortcoming.

He pressed forward step by step, trying to suppress Guaizi, but Guaizi kept moving, and then he dodged and counterattacked, and Lu Zhenghe was punched in the stomach.

He obviously fell a little short when fighting with Guaizi.

Guaizai has been practicing Muay Thai for many years. His moves are fast, fierce and powerful. Lu Zhenghe was forced to step back. Guaizai also received a few punches from him, and his whole body was in pain, but this time Nothing beats the heartache. After fighting for half an hour, Lu Zhenghe's breath has begun to become unstable, and the speed of his punches has also slowed down. But look at the good boy...

Good!

Just say why you need to cover your head so that you can't see or guess it, and you can't feel dissatisfied.

Once you start to be afraid, you are not far from losing.

As he was being slapped, Guaizi suddenly leaned down and put his hands on the ground, and swept his knee towards Lu Zhenghe's kneecap.

Lu Zhenghe felt a stinging pain in his kneecap, and then knelt down on one knee.

He hurriedly got up, but before he could stand straight, the good boy took advantage of the victory and kicked him in the temple. The whole process was clean and neat, without any extra movement. The blow seemed like a heavy hammer. Lu Zhenghe felt that the world was spinning, and a flash appeared in front of his eyes. Hei, he staggered for several steps before barely regaining his balance. With quick eyes and quick hands, the boy picked up the spear on the side and threw it at him.

Lu Zhenghe froze. He lowered his head and looked at the spear stuck in his chest. His pupils suddenly shrank and he was in disbelief.

The same goes for everyone around.

Even General Qin was stunned for a while.

The boss of the Lu family's eyes were about to burst: "Dad..." He killed the Qin family's army who was blocking him and wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Zhang Quan and his troops.

The imperial army rushed here like crazy, as if they wanted to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and rescue Lu Zhenghe, but the Qin army had long wanted to peel off Lu Zhenghe's skin and drink his blood. Now they finally hurt Lu Zhenghe, so they couldn't Let the Dachao army rescue the people, and the Qin family army also surrounded them.

The two parties fought fiercely.

The good boy pulled out his spear and stabbed it again: "I'll stab him, I'll stab him, I'll stab him."

When Jiang Zhanying heard the noise and looked back, he saw Lu Zhenghe covering his chest and falling down.

He ducked sideways to avoid Qin Hengyi's sword, retreated to the back and was protected by the soldiers, and then glanced at Lu Zhenghe. Lu Zhenghe was lying on the ground motionless, and the little baby was standing next to him, unscathed.

He felt that he might have fought too passionately with Qin Hengyi, and his brain was confused by the heat.

Look what he saw.

Lu Zhenghe was killed by a baby.

How is this possible!

In the first place, it was because Lu Zhenghe was a fierce general and brave enough to fight that he tried his best to instigate rebellion. But now...

he couldn't believe it, it was simply outrageous and ridiculous.

But this was no time for distraction.

The two armies fought for more than two hours, the air was filled with dust and blood. The return of General Qin greatly increased the confidence of the soldiers. The fight was life-threatening, and the great dynasty had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

However, Qin Jiajun did not leave - Guaizi was still looking for his chicken.

But I couldn't find it. I don't know if it was picked up or kicked somewhere in the melee. The boy was dejected and looked around in the smoky battlefield looking for his chicken. He looked lonely and pitiful. Xi.

General Qin called him back and said distressedly: "When I go back, can I kill another one for you?"

The good boy took off his underwear, his head was covered with sweat, and the small hair on the edge of his hair was curled up, and some of it was still wet. It was sticky on his face and messy. He wiped away his tears and sniffed: "That was cooked by Sister Tang for me. The good boy didn't even have to take a bite. That grandpa is a bad guy. He kicked my chicken. He's a big bad guy."

General Qin picked him up and wiped his sweat: "Yeah! Yes, he is a big bad guy."

"Grandpa, the good boy will avenge you." The good boy became happy again: "The good boy stabbed him, so he must also It hurts. Next time you see him, grandpa doesn't need to be afraid that he will stab you again. "

Looking at his little appearance, you might not even know that he stabbed someone to death.

Guaizi really didn't know, because General Qin was stabbed in the chest, but nothing happened to Old General Qin. Guaizi stabbed Lu Zhenghe three times, also in the chest.

General Qin didn't know what to say for a moment.

If he really saw Lu Zhenghe next time, he would probably be even more frightened.

Chapter 423

On the way back to the camp, the soldiers of the Qin family couldn't help but secretly look at the good boy.

They felt that this little boy was really powerful. Even their former Lieutenant General Lu was stabbed by him. Although he deserved death, everyone thought that in the end, this person either died at the hands of the old general or was killed by the young general. , but now it's good that he died in the hands of a little baby.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been a bit outrageous, and you wouldn't even dare to think about it.

Old General Qin was indeed surprised for a moment at first. Later, when he thought about this boy's brute strength and could knock people's teeth away with his kick, he felt that Lu Zhenghe died unjustly. If an ordinary person had received that kick from the good boy, he would have probably died on the spot. He couldn't get up. Lu Zhenghe didn't fall down on the spot, but he was still very powerful.

He smiled with wrinkles all over his face. Looking at the good boy now, everything really suits his liking. Even his tramp-like chicken coop hairstyle and the random curls on his forehead are very pleasing to his eyes. These curls are very pleasing to his eyes. Mao really got into his heart. Why did his great-grandson look so like him?

He looked at the good boy and laughed, and he never stopped. Qin Hengyi looked at him and felt that his chest was almost reaching the sky.

But it's not surprising, after all, the good boy took Lu Zhenghe to task as soon as he came out. At this moment, the Qin family army looked at the good boy with admiration. He himself felt honored, let alone his father.

The good boy had several dark spots on his body. He was wearing thick clothes at first, and he still looked like a human being. Now he is naked. He is so small that he really looks like a monkey.

Aunt Tang took the medicinal wine and rubbed it for him. The good boy grinned in pain and burst into tears. While chewing on the chicken drumstick, he said: "This grandpa is so powerful. It hurts to hit someone."

When he fought with that big uncle in Beimang, None of them were injured, but now they were beaten several times.

Qin Hengyi was speechless as he listened.

sharp?

No matter how powerful a person is, you will kill him.

The way Lu Zhenghe died was indeed a bit cowardly.

General Qin touched his head very happily and asked him if he was afraid of fighting.

The good boy shook his head: "If you don't fight well, people will die. But my father said that if you don't resist, your country will be destroyed. The only way to survive is to fight to the end, so the good boy is not afraid."

General Qin pinched him The little face said: "Then do you know why the war is going on?"

Guaizi felt that he was underestimated: "Oh! How could Guaizi not know when you ask such a question! This father said that if Guaizi knows, it is the great dynasty There is not enough food to grow vegetables in the country, so they want to kill us all and rob our vegetable fields. The people of the great dynasty are bad people. If they can't grow vegetables, they won't think of their own solutions. It's not good to steal people's things. They are bad guys. The bad guys will be beaten and jailed."

Old General Qin choked, and felt that it seemed reasonable. He looked at the good boy quietly with his eyes darkened, and held his hand: "Your father taught you well. ."

Guaizi nodded, not ashamed at all: "Grandpa, you don't understand, Guaizi is a good guy."

General Qin patted his bulging belly and couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Zhenghe's body was brought back, and several men from the Lu family knelt beside his body and cried bitterly.

Jiang Zhanying was impatient and cursed. Cry, cry, cry, it's a taboo to underestimate the enemy on the field, now it's better, let's cool down!

The boss of the Lu family shook his head and said that my father did not underestimate the enemy, but that the opponent was powerful.

This is to embolden others' ambition and destroy one's own prestige.

Jiang Zhanying was extremely angry.

The boss of the Lu family told him about the good boy.

Although most people in Beimang are reckless, it must be said that their fists are indeed powerful.

Back when the boy was six years old, he could beat people until they were lying on the stage and howling, but now he is probably even more incredible.

For a period of time, General Qin often talked about Guaizi, saying that he had seen a good young man, but this little boy was ignorant and did not want to stay with him to learn martial arts from him.

Lu Zhenghe naturally became interested after hearing more about it. Although he was small, Lu Zhenghe did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

Jiang Zhanying's face was as dark as frost.

"Whose child is this?"

The boss of the Lu family said, "He is the son of Fang Zichen, the number one scholar in Wenjing's 36th year."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhanying swept away all the teacups on the table.

Brown tea flowed all over the floor, and the boss of the Lu family and several of his subordinates were too scared to speak.

Can you not be angry?

The son of a civil servant who has no power to tie a chicken, instead of reciting the three-character sutra at home and inheriting the mantle, goes to the border to kill the enemy and kills one of their veteran generals. Isn't this scary?

This is the case at a young age, and it must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause trouble sooner or later.

The good boy took revenge, ate a chicken, and said he was going back.

General Qin coaxed him and asked him to stay for a few more days.

The good boy paused as he packed his baggage: "Why?"

General Qin made an excuse: "Grandpa is not well, why don't you stay to protect him?"

The good boy wrinkled his features and became embarrassed.

General Qin sighed: "Grandpa is old, what can I do if there is no one to protect him! Hey, maybe he will be stabbed again next time he goes to war."

The good boy scratched his head again: "But there is Grandpa Qin Yi and the others. Yes!"

Old General Qin said: "But Grandpa thinks that Guaizi is the most powerful, and I don't know why. You are very stable in my heart."

After hearing this, Guaizi was very surprised: "Guaizi is. A tough guy gives people a sense of security. If that's the case, then let the good boy stay for a few more days!"

General Qin laughed, this kid is really a good guy.

Qin Hengyi walked around the wounded barracks and looked at Aunt Tang and the others with admiration.

But...

"After all, it is a shocking move." General Qin said: "This matter should not be rushed."

Qin Hengyi pondered for a moment: "I know."

Reform and reform does not require bloodshed and sacrifice.

This kind of thing really cannot be rushed. Brothers and girls should support their husbands and raise their children, and should not be exposed. This kind of thinking has been passed down from generation to generation. It is easy to break, but it is difficult to break.

Guaizai stayed and fought several times with the Great Chao Kingdom. Guaizai was targeted by the Dachao army. Sometimes several people besieged him. Now it was Guaizai's turn to be beaten until he screamed and his face was covered with blood. He was beaten and swollen. General Qin knew that he could handle it, but he might have to suffer, so he did not rescue him.

If you don't fight, you won't be successful.

And if things go too smoothly all the time, the children may not even know the cruelty of the battlefield, and they will be complacent, proud and complacent, without knowing how to work hard.

During the third battle, one of Guaizi's teeth was knocked out, and his mouth was full of blood. When he retreated, he wiped his tears and pointed at Jiang Zhanying and said harshly: "You beat Guaizi, wuwuwu, darling, you have to tell me when you get back." Father, let my father lead the army to destroy your great country. You just wait for me, you are going to be finished."

The good boy has never made a report, but now that he was bullied, he wanted to go to Fang Zichen.

If his father had been here, his teeth would not have fallen out.

Jiang Zhanying: "..."

Jiang Zhanying didn't take it seriously and just thought it was a joke.

But the boy's face was so swollen that he took the tooth to report to Fang Zichen when he returned to Quzhou.

Fang Zichen didn't even want to touch a hair on his head. Hitting him here hurt him to the core. Dachao Kingdom was now considered to be on Fang Zichen's mind.

The people behind them crushed Daliang and Beiqi, and attacked Dachao from the north. Dachao originally wanted to attack Daxia from two sides with Daliang, but instead was attacked from both sides by Daxia's northwest army and the Qin family's army.

Most of the imperial city of the Great Dynasty was blown up by Fang Zichen. He refused to accept the letter of surrender and bluntly demanded a tooth from Jiang Zhanying, otherwise he would blow up the entire imperial city of the Great Dynasty. He held down Jiang Zhanying and pulled out a tooth alive with pliers. When I came down, I realized that I had hit an iron plate.

Guaizi went back with the bloody tooth.

He was already at the age when his teeth were changing, but this one didn't shake much. The one next to the front front tooth was very loose, and Meng Ruqing pulled it out with his own hands before setting off.

Brother Zhao heard from an old man in the village that children should not wait for their teeth to fall out on their own. If they are loose, they must be pulled out. They cannot be left in place, otherwise the teeth that grow out of the back of the head will not have enough space to grow, and they will grow inwards and the teeth will be uneven.

He didn't need to take action on Guaizi's two front teeth, but the two lower ones were pulled out by him using a three-turn left and three-turn technique like Honghuang. Guaizi was in great pain when he was pulling them out, so Fang Zichen held them tightly. Pressing it down, Fang Zichen kissed him, saying that handsome guys all have a rough life, and if he didn't pull it out, he might have to become a buck-toothed boy. The good boy endured it on the spot and followed Brother Zhao to pull it off.

The two of them didn't understand anything. Brother Zhao had forgotten how his teeth fell out. After all, at that time, his mind was full of thoughts about going home and working, so how could he remember it.

Fang Zichen was pulled out by a doctor, and he had never shaken it himself. Anyway, his mother told him to open his mouth, shook it twice, and said it was OK. Then he went to the hospital and said it was still not OK, so he should do whatever he needs to do now. I have no experience either!

As soon as Guaizai's teeth shook a little, they tried to pull them out. Uncle Tang saw Guaizai burst into tears in pain. He was so distressed that out of sight, out of mind, he fled to the village chief's house with Gungundan. , the village chief's wife saw that he was absent-minded and asked what was wrong?

He said that Guaizi had his teeth pulled out and was crying in pain, and he couldn't bear to watch.

"What a big deal." The village chief's wife said with a smile: "It's shaken hard, it's easy to pull out, and it doesn't hurt much. I'm afraid the young master is not very pain-resistant."

Uncle Tang was startled when he heard this, what does it mean to be shaken hard? Is it easy to pull out? After asking a few questions carefully, I hurried home, but it was already too late. When I got home, Guaizi's tooth had already been pulled out.

Uncle Tang told Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao about this, and the two of them didn't dare to look at Guaizi all day long.

I feel really guilty.

Fang Zichen leaned against the window and watched the boy hummingly picking up his clothes in the yard. He felt that the child was not that easy to raise.

Because of their ignorance, the children suffered.

Meng Ruqing let Meng Ruqing shake the knocked-out baby and asked him if it was loose and could he pull it out. Meng Ruqing said it was not loose and could not be pulled out, but it had only been out for nine days and was knocked out alive.

If the front teeth fall out, they cannot grow back. Fortunately, this one has not been replaced. People with missing teeth cannot be handsome.

The good boy was still frightened. When he came back, he ran to the camp, packed up his little baggage, and said he wanted to go back to

General Qin. Seeing that his mouth was swollen from the beating, he felt distressed and funny at the same time.

The purpose of bringing him here was to let him adapt to the battlefield so as not to be afraid later, but Guaizi was beyond his expectation. He was not afraid at all. Every time he retreated, he would go to help Aunt Tang and others take care of others without causing any trouble. Go back, now... I guess it really hurts from being beaten.

General Qin also knew that the child would have to go back sooner or later. Meng Ruqing, the leader, sent someone to send a letter saying that Fang Zichen

had sent someone over to urge the three little guys to go back to fight. They would fight until death.

Once the two countries go to war, it will take at least one or two years, three or four years, or even ten years to end.

If the strength of the two armies is equal, the fight may even last longer.

General Qin was very reluctant to give up and felt panicked, but he also knew that holding on to the child was not an option.

I had to hold my dear boy and kiss him again and again. My dear boy's face was swollen again and his eyes were full of tears.

In the end, it was Qin Hengyi who rescued him from the clutches of the devil.

The two slept together at night. It was cold at night outside the Great Wall, and the child was always warm, like an oven. Qin Hengyi hugged him and was unwilling to let go. The next day, he hugged him personally and mounted the horse. Qian urged and urged: "Remember. " Send me instant noodles when you get back! I have a strong taste. We have been together for so long. You know how good I am! I'm afraid one or two boxes will not be enough.

" The good boy spoke in a slurred voice: "As the saying goes, a couple's love lasts for a hundred days. The good boy will never forget his little grandpa. Don't worry!"

"..." Qin Hengyi took a deep breath: "I'll go back." You have to study hard."

The boy was going back. He was very good and said in a soft voice. "Good, good."

Qin Hengyi squeezed his little hand and kissed his forehead, saying with great reluctance, "Go! Be careful on the road."

Zhang Quan followed him back with a few guards.

General Qin and Qin Hengyi watched him go away until the shadow was no longer visible and completely disappeared from the field of vision. Then General Qin patted Qin Hengyi and said, "Go back!"

Earlier, he told him to go back soon, like tonight After hearing all this, Guaizi felt extremely guilty.

Not far from the border is Huaiping Town. If the Northwest Army was guarding the south, the entire Huaiping Town would have been deserted by now.

However, it was the Qin family's army that guarded the south, so they were close to the border and everyone did not leave. The town was still lively and was not affected by the war at all.

The good boy wants to go to the town and buy some bunches of candied haws to amuse the two little guys, otherwise they will be angry.

All four of them were riding horses, which was very eye-catching when walking in the town.

The good boy bought nine bunches of candied haws, and was about to turn his horse back, but he couldn't help but be startled.

He raised his arm and rubbed his eyes: "Grandpa Yang?"

At the door of the inn, Yang Mutao was holding someone's arm and pleading: "Brother Zheng, considering that we have known each other for many years, I beg you to do me this favor. !"

Zheng Zhengzhong sighed: "Lao Yang, it's not that I won't help you, but I can't help you. Are you so popular with the Qin family's eldest son and the Qin family's leader? If I help you, what if I get caught by Master Wu? Got it, I... I have to think about my family!"

Yang Mutao felt sad and said anxiously: "I know, but I have no other choice. I don't know how to go except to beg you. Who are you looking for? Brother Zheng, just help me for a moment."

"Hey." Zheng Zhengzhong couldn't bear the pity for the parents in the world, and advised: "Master Wu is a third-rank official, and Young Master Wu is young and accomplished. Yang, go back and persuade Brother Yi! With a family like ours, it's good to be favored by others. You don't know how people outside can envy you!"

Yang Mutao stared at him blankly for a while and then let go. Hands, didn't say anything for a while.

Seeing his expression that the world was falling and he didn't know what to do, Zheng Zhengzhong also knew that during this period Yang Mutao was running around asking for help, and now he looked very haggard and embarrassed, so he said again:

"Old Yang, I know what I said doesn't sound good, but you're right! Can you honestly say that besides the Wu family, is there any better choice for your brother Yi? The Wu family likes brother Yi. It was you, the Yang family, who burned the incense."

Yang Mutao said nothing.

Ask yourself, this is correct.

He is only a merchant, and Yi Ge'er can marry into an official family, which is really a virtue accumulated over eight lifetimes.

Even my brothers at home also advised me the same way.

"Brother, don't be ungrateful. We can't fight against others. You have to think about us brothers! We came out of Fu'an Town. In order to gain a foothold in Yuanzhou, we knelt down and catered to others, and we got to where we are today. It's not easy. Will you be happy when the Wu family really forces us to death? Brother Yi will marry sooner or later, so who will he marry? "

But Yang Mutao doesn't want to!

That boy from the Wu family is not a good guy. He has such a brother at his knees. How can he push him into a pit of fire?

He asked for everything he could, but the people he knew around him were all like him. They had a small amount of money but no connections. Who could help him?

The Wu family was closed again, and he really didn't know who to look for.

Knowing that the Qin family would follow the good boy, he begged to come over with a shy face, but he also knew that with the Qin family's status, no one would recommend him, and he would not be able to meet anyone. Especially at this time, with martial law on the border, he would not be able to get through at all. .

Zheng Zhengzhong had a nephew on duty in the army, so he came to find him, but Zheng Zhengzhong did not dare to help, for fear of offending Wu

Zheng Zhengzhong persuaded: "Old Yang! You are a smart man, it is useless to attack a stone with an egg, let Brother Yi Don't be stubborn, I think this is probably a good thing."

"A good thing?" Yang Mutao looked sad: "You don't know that the young master of the Wu family is..."

Zheng Zhengzhong scolded: "Old Yang Shenyan.

" Suddenly, his body stiffened.

Zheng Zhengzhong looked around and frowned when he saw some people looking this way.

"Lao Yang, I can't help you with this matter. Don't come to me again in the future. You have helped me before, but I really can't do anything about this matter. Master Wu likes Brother Yi. That's why Yi You still don't care about Brother Yi's blessings. Do you think that because Brother Yi is good-looking, he will have a better choice? Given his family background, do you still want him to enter the palace and become a concubine? "Yang, don't be ignorant..."

Zheng Zhengzhong secretly felt that the young master of the Wu family was really good. He was already a scholar at a young age. When he finishes his career next year, he would probably be a master of public education. There is also a prefect above him. From now on The future is bound to be boundless, what's wrong with it?

Once Yang Mingyi really marries into the Wu family, the Yang family will have endless advantages. Yang Mutao is still reluctant because he really doesn't know what to say.

"I made an appointment with Boss Feng, so I won't..."

"Grandpa Yang?"

Yang Mutao was feeling chilled when he suddenly heard this familiar voice. He froze in place for a moment, thinking he was hallucinating.

The good boy recognized him and called him again: "Grandpa Yang, it's me, good boy!"

Yang Mutao and Zheng Zhengzhong subconsciously looked towards the voice.

Yang Mutao's heartbeat quickened: "Good boy?"

Good boy jumped off the horse excitedly: "Grandpa Yang." He was very happy to see Yang Mutao, and jumped up and down: "Don't you know good boy? Has the good boy turned into a handsome boy? There are too many, can't you recognize them?"

Yang Mutao: "..."

Can't you recognize them?

Doesn't exist.

They haven't changed at all after not seeing each other for several years, how could they not recognize her? Even if he was blind, he would recognize it.

In the whole world, only this father and son can say such narcissistic words openly without blushing or heartbeat.

Zheng Zhengzhong looked at Guaizi with slight confusion. He didn't know who he was, but he only had a few guards when traveling. He was probably from a wealthy family.

The good boy looked at Yang Mutao and went to hold his hand. He had a good impression of Yang Mutao. This grandfather had hugged him and fed him cakes: "Grandpa Yang, why are you here?"

Before Yang Mutao could speak, the man in front Suddenly there was a commotion, and a group of officers and soldiers trotted over, their armor clanging as they ran, swords hanging around their waists, their steps neat and powerful, and extremely majestic.

The surrounding people all stepped aside, not daring to make any mistakes.

The officers and soldiers walked up to Guaizi, bowed and clasped their fists and said,

"I've seen the young master."

It was Meng Ruqing who was sent to pick up Guaizi.

The Qin family's army rarely comes out of the border. There are rules in the army. Except for government affairs and military expeditions, they need to change into regular clothes when going out.

Yang Mutao and Zheng Zhengzhong had never seen such a scene before, and they were frightened.

The good boy was not surprised. He calmly said "Hmm" and went to pull Yang Mutao: "Grandpa Yang, go home with the good boy. The good boy treats you to dinner."

Yang Mutao was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and said Holding him with his backhand, he was so happy that he asked in a trembling voice: "Good boy, is your father here too?"

"No." Good boy shook his head: "Father and daddy have returned to Ganzhou."

Yang Mutao was disappointed. Good boy Look at him carefully: "What's wrong with Grandpa Yang?"

Yang Mutao said solemnly: "Your Uncle Yang is in trouble."

"What?" The good boy exclaimed and lost his composure: "What trouble?"

The young master of the Wu family looked at him . She fell in love with Yang Mingyi and wanted to marry him, but she couldn't get it, so she kept suppressing the Yang family. Not only did she attack Yang Mutao, but also several of his brothers. In the first half of the month, they sent people to bring gifts, saying that they had Look forward to better days.

The good boy was furious when he heard this. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to get on his horse and rush to Yuanzhou.

"If he dares to rob Uncle Yang from the good boy, he is finished."

Yang Mutao stopped him and said no!

Why not?

Mr. Wu is the prefect who was transferred to Yuanzhou last year.

Fang Zichen is a third-rank official, and Fang Zichen is also a third-rank official. If Fang Zichen still has the ability to fight with others, but he is not here at the moment, Yang Mutao can't tell whether he is willing to offend such a person for Brother Yi.

If he were the first, he felt that Fang Zichen would be a grateful boy, but it was hard to tell now.

It's not that he doesn't believe him, but he has really lost his temper during this period. Not even his brothers or close friends are willing to help him, let alone Fang Zichen?

They haven't seen each other for many years. The officialdom is up and down, money is attractive, and there are people in the capital of the Wu family. Fang Zichen is "alone and helpless". His foundation is still shallow and there is no one to help him. He must be walking on thin ice. Although Yang Mutao has never been in contact with officials. , but I also know that the higher you climb, the more cautious you have to be.

The officialdom is full of intrigues, and Fang Zichen may not be willing to offend such a person for his sake.

The good boy raised his little eyebrows: "Third-grade officer? That's the same as my father! But there's no need to be afraid! The emperor's uncle loves me very much. If he dares to touch the good boy, the good boy will write to the emperor's uncle. Ah! That's not right. , No need to tell the emperor, if I tell the handsome grandpa, he will go to hell."

Yang Mutao's heart was pounding and he had difficulty breathing: "What do you call the emperor?"

"Uncle the emperor!" Let me call him that. He is much older than his father. Guaizi thinks he should be called grandpa, but the emperor's uncle said that he is just too anxious to grow up. In fact, he is still very tender and can squeeze water out of his butt. He wants Guaizi to call him grandpa. His uncle, the emperor's uncle is so embarrassed."

Yang Mutao and Zheng Zhengzhong were so horrified that they could not stand still.

What does this mean?

Has this kid met the emperor?

Looking at these words, it seems that he is quite favored by the Holy Spirit.

The good boy immediately got on the horse, and the soldier said: "Young master, calm down, don't act rashly."

Xiao Bing wanted to coax him back first: "The government offices in Yuanzhou Prefecture are very poor. Let's go back and transfer people."

If it had been earlier, the good boy would definitely have hesitated.

The more yamen there are, the more dangerous they are, but the more dangerous they are, the more they can show off their heroic spirit.

But he was besieged and beaten by a group of people a few days ago. Now that he thinks about it, he is scared.

Two fists are no match for four hands!

My father said that you should not act out of loyalty, otherwise you will not know how you died.

If you go there alone now, it will be a small thing if you are beaten out, but it will be a big thing if you never come back!

You have to go back and find help.

Chapter 424

The border is in urgent need of manpower now. The team of soldiers sent by Meng Ruqing to pick up the good boy usually have to defend the border, but now they are on duty to pick up people.

Yuanzhou is several days' journey from the border.

We cannot take this group of people away.

Guaizi pulled Yang Mutao: "Grandpa Yang, you go back with Guaizi, and I will take you to see my handsome grandpa."

Yang Mutao was a little frightened at this moment, and hesitantly asked: "Who is your handsome grandpa?"

Guaizi: " Handsome grandpa is handsome grandpa!"

Xiao Bing said helplessly, "It's the eldest son of the Qin family." He pointed at the good boy and said, "This is the young master of my Qin family."

Yang Mutao: "..."

Zheng Zhengzhong. : "..."

Zheng Zhengzhong watched them riding away, feeling so regretful that his intestines turned green.

Yang Mutao recognized such a person, but he hid it and begged him to come here, deliberately trying to tease him?

His nephew was just a squad leader in the military region. He was not even qualified to see the eldest son of the Qin family or the master. In the past, he just blew it. Now Yang Mutao begged him to help, but he did not dare to help for fear of offending him. Mr. Wu is true, but on the one hand, his nephew does not have that ability.

He shouldn't have said those words just now. Yang Mutao probably wanted him to be prejudiced.

Otherwise, if he catches up with the Qin family, if someone slips something out of his fingers, it will benefit him for the rest of his life and save him decades of struggle.

Although I don't know how such a young master suddenly appeared in the Qin family, this is incredible!

This young master had just gone to pick up Yang Mutao, and he seemed to be very friendly and enthusiastic towards him. Zheng Zhengzhong never thought that Yang Mutao would know such a person.

"But I have no choice. I don't know who else to go to except begging you..."

Zheng Zhengzhong Muran thought of Yang Mutao's words and felt the urge to vomit blood.

I don't know who to look for? ?

Yang Mutao is going to heaven this time.

What he said just now...

Zheng Zhengzhong couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being reckless.

Yang Mutao was in a daze all the way, feeling like he was in a dream. He was taken to the border and to the camp. He felt like he was stepping on clouds all the way. He met the legendary boss and his legs were so weak.

Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing were elegant, powerful, and aristocratic. They looked like they were ordinary people. Yang Mutao's knees softened and he almost fell to his knees.

Guaizi helped him, but he was almost pinned under him.

"Grandpa Yang, get up! You're so heavy, you're going to crush me, my dear!"

Qin Hengxuan raised his eyebrows when he heard him calling him grandpa: "My dear, this is it."

When Yang Mutao stood up straight, he said She was pulled into her arms by Meng Ruqing, and she opened her mouth to look at him with a vague voice: "It's Grandpa Yang! Back then, my father worked in Grandpa Yang's shop, and Grandpa Yang had a lot of paper! Hahaha."

Qin Hengxuan. : "..."

There is no need to say this kind of thing so carelessly! It's also good to save some face for your father.

Yang Mutao broke into a cold sweat, and after asking a few questions, Meng Ruqing knew who it was.

Eleven investigated.

Before Fang Zichen moved to Yuanzhou, he had been working as an accountant in Zuixiaolou. He had a very good relationship with the boss of Zuixiaolou. He had paper and ink at his disposal and snacks as he pleased.

The fat chef in the kitchen was in the same group as him. Every time he made snacks for the guests, he always deliberately made more and left them for Fang Zichen. Yang Mutao knew all these things, but he just turned a blind eye. , as he made a fuss.

Fang Zichen was able to get along like a fish in water at Zuixiao Tower, which was not what Yang Mutao was used to.

At that time, Fang Zichen had not yet achieved fame and was just an unknown person. Meng Ruqing was very grateful to Yang Mutao for treating him like this, and immediately poured him a cup of tea herself.

Yang Mutao was so flattered that he didn't even dare to drink the tea.

Meng Ruqing said: "Thank you, Boss Yang, for taking care of the dog."

Yang Mutao shook his hand and spilled most of the tea. He didn't even feel it was hot. He nodded and bowed and said yes, yes.

Meng Ruqing didn't say who it was, but needless to say, Fang Zichen and Meng Ruqing looked so similar, as if they were printed from the same mold, so there was no need to ask.

The good boy yelled anxiously and tugged on Qin Hengxuan's sleeves: "Handsome grandpa, can you arrange someone for the good boy?"

Qin Hengxuan looked down at him: "Why are you going?"

The good boy hugged his legs and raised his head. Head: "Someone is robbing the good boy, Uncle Yang. The good boy is going to save him, but the good boy is easy to get dumped by others. Handsome grandpa, can you give the good boy some company? Good boy, I love you."

Yang Mutao He panicked, fearing that Qin Hengxuan would misunderstand him and think that he was deliberately deceiving the boy. Just as he was about to say something, Qin Hengxuan spoke first and rubbed the boy's big head:

"You stinky boy, now you can speak human language. "How could Qin Hengxuan bear the good boy like this? He loved him the most. He immediately took off the token from his waist and threw it directly to him: "Take it and show it to him. As long as you don't get in front of your great-grandfather and the emperor, you can do whatever you want in our Daxia. Walk sideways."

This was still modest.

Even if they run towards General Qin and Xia Jinghong, they can still walk sideways.

Qin Hengxuan and Xia Jinghong had the strongest relationship. When Xia Jinghong lived in the Qin family, Qin Hengxuan often took him to pick out bird eggs, and they went through life and death under the wooden stick of General Qin. Their revolutionary friendship was extremely deep.

The good boy is his grandson. If he wants to walk sideways, will Xia Jinghong stop him?

It's not like Yang Mutao doesn't understand everything.

The Qin family was famous, and he was like thunder, but when he saw the lifelike and majestic Qilin on the token, his heart still beat uncontrollably.

Once this token is issued, it is worth thousands of troops.

The good boy looked up at him and blinked his big eyes: "Handsome grandpa, I didn't expect your tone to be louder than my father's."

Qin Hengxuan said angrily: "If you don't want it, just give it back to me."

The good boy hurriedly said: "I want it. "Yes."

Yang Mutao was secretly frightened as he looked at it.

When people outside see the Qin family, they are trembling with fear. I heard that the eldest son of the Qin family is not the kind of person who bullies the weak, but he is not easy to provoke either, but now he seems to be very tolerant of good boys.

But think about it, he himself had nothing to do with this kid in the past. Even if he was angry, he would not be willing to hit him.

Not to mention his own grandfather at this moment.

The good boy stuffed the token into his clothes and looked at Meng Ruqing again with bright eyes: "Uncle Beauty, do you have one?"

Meng Ruqing, a first-grade married man, naturally has a token given by the emperor to symbolize his status.

The good boy was delighted to get two tokens. He hung them on his waist along with his own Ultraman token. He twisted his little body to the left and made a jingling sound. He twisted his body to the right and made a jingling sound again. The good boy inserted it into his waist. , listening to this voice, walking awesome.

Yang Mutao looked at his heart attack.

The good boy looked like this, with the same bastard spirit as Fang Zichen's whole body. He looked like he deserved a beating.

Meng Ruqing smiled and said, "Is that enough? Your great-grandfather will come over tomorrow. I'll ask him for another piece for you."

The good boy tilted his head: "Great grandfather? Who is it?" He only has one grandfather!

"Your Grandpa Meng!" Meng Ruqing said.

"Oh," the good boy said happily: "Grandpa Meng is coming?"

"Yeah!"

"Well, good boy, go quickly and come back quickly. Uncle Beauty, you want Grandpa Meng to wait for the good boy!"

Meng Ruqing pulled Looking at him, he just wanted to ask: "Where are you going? You just came back."

The good boy waved his little fist and was filled with indignation: "Someone is robbing me, Uncle Yang."

Meng Ruqing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards Yang Mutao: "Yang Boss, what's going on?"

Yang Mutao stood up and knelt down towards Meng Ruqing.

"Master Qin, Master Qin, please save my brother!"

...

In mid-August last year, the governor of Yuanzhou resigned.

In August of the same year, the imperial court transferred Wulin Chang, Tongzhi of Xiayang, to Yuanzhou to serve.

Wulin Chang was forty-one years old. He was a devoted man and only had one wife. Now he only has two sons and one daughter.

The eldest son Wu Wenjie is a young and talented man who is promising at a young age. He won the first prize in the college examination the year before last, which was a great honor to the Wu family.

Wu Wenjie was the legitimate son of Wulin Chang, and he was already favored, not to mention that he was so promising, so he usually had to get his share of the wind and rain.

When Wu Linchang went to Yuanzhou to work, Wu Wenjie was delayed due to something, so he came with his book boy later and sailed to Fu'an Town Pier. It was already afternoon. He was severely seasick and had not eaten for two days. When the book boy inquired about it, , and took him to Zuixiao Tower.

The small place is not very particular, and there are few literati in Fu'an Town, and there are even fewer people who can make good calculations. After Fang Zichen left his job, the store hired two more accountants, but they were still not very busy.

Yang Mingyi has grown taller in the past two years, his facial features have also grown wider, and his appearance is even more outstanding and stunningly beautiful. Usually when customers come to the store, they always look at him secretly, with wanton and lustful eyes. As time goes by, Yang Mingyi feels sad I don't like it, but I have to come.

The two settlers hired by Yang Mutao were slow to settle accounts and became confused when there were more people, but they were better because of their good character. Shopkeeper Yang was getting older and couldn't take care of many things, so most things in Zuixiao Tower fell on Yang Mingyi.

Yang Mutao didn't have much ambition. Seeing that Yang Mingyi had taken care of things well, he had even let him take charge of Zuixiao Tower in the past two years.

But most of the time he works in the lounge on the third floor.

It happened to be a coincidence that day. Shopkeeper Yang had something to do and Yang Mingyi came down to take over his work. As soon as Wu Wenjie saw him, all eyes were attracted to him.

Yang Mingyi's appearance is outstanding, and he is really eye-catching. He stands in a noisy inn full of fireworks, but he does not have the slightest aura of the city. He looks clean and dust-free, with a cold temperament and an indifferent air. The feeling of alienation seems to be enough to make people fall into it with just one glance.

The same goes for Wu Wenjie.

Literary men and poets also want to be surrounded by beautiful flowers and beautiful women. The red sleeves of a beautiful woman add fragrance.

The leader, Yang Mutao, also thought Wu Wenjie was good, but the gap between the two families was huge, so he was not overly happy. Wu Wenjie said that he liked Yang Mingyi, and he didn't care if they were well-matched. He only envied mandarin ducks, not immortals.

But Yang Mutao is not stupid.

My brother thinks that he is so good that no one else can compare to him, but when it comes down to it, compared with outsiders, he is nothing.

At least the first brother Yi's mother is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although the Wu family is not an official family, their daughter is raised in this way, and I am afraid it is even worse in other aristocratic families.

Brother Yi has a dull temper and likes to play chess. He doesn't know how to play the piano or draw. He thinks it's good to settle accounts, but outsiders, especially wealthy people, may think he is a philistine.

What kind of family is the Wu family? Don't you think so?

There are so many young ladies from aristocratic families outside, and when Wu Wenjie says this now, he is just looking at Brother Yi's good looks. But can one stay young forever?

If the appearance was not there, wouldn't Brother Yi...

Moreover, Master Wu and Mrs. Wu obviously didn't like Yang Mingyi, and Mrs. Wu even beat Brother Yi.

People outside were the most well-informed. At that time, people often came to his door with gifts to congratulate him, saying that his brother Yi was so lucky, but no matter how Yang Mutao thought about it, he felt that this was not a good thing. There were a lot of rules in the back courtyard, so he was afraid that Yang Mingyi would really marry into the Wu family, and Mrs. Wu would challenge his brother.

He asked Yang Mingyi what he thought. After all, Wu Wenjie looked quite similar to a human being. Yang Mingyi lowered his eyes, concealing the emotion in his eyes, and said, "The way he looked at me was no different from the others."

They are all lustful and unscrupulous.

If he really liked him, Wu Wenjie would never look him up and down like he was looking at goods. Moreover, there was always a condescending air in his words from time to time.

Wu Wenjie had no respect for him at all. Although he tried his best to hide it and behaved politely and elegantly every time, Brother Yi had seen too many people of all kinds, and he could clearly see the expressions that were not easily revealed. .

When Mr. Wu heard about this, he was afraid that Yang Mutao was not clear-headed and thought it was a pie in the sky, so he hurriedly came to find him and said that this was not a good match.

Although Wu Wenjie did not have a wife, he had concubines and concubines, and his concubine was already two years old.

That means eating meat at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

If it were anyone else, it wouldn't be a big deal. Who in a wealthy family doesn't have such a large number of concubines? It's hard to live alone, so the people in the village are poor. Just one daughter-in-law's bride price has emptied most of the net worth. This is impossible to marry, but most wealthy families have three wives and four concubines. It's not surprising, and , the position of the head wife should be reserved for the right person.

But Wu Wenjie seems to be a decent and sensible person on the surface, but in fact he is a lot of fun in bed.

How to spend it?

I don't know, I just know that the body of Tongfang, who is sleeping with me, is often covered with bruises and bruises.

This was something Mr. Wu found out with great effort.

When Yang Mutao heard this, he inexplicably thought of Sun Shangcheng. When he looked at Wu Wenjie later, he felt that this man was just like Sun Shangcheng, a sanctimonious guy. No matter how he looked at him, he felt that he was evil.

Yang Mutao panicked and asked Mr. Wu what to do. Mr. Wu pointed at him and cursed: "It's all your fault."

Yang Muto: "..."

What an injustice.

Although he had many concubines, he was good to them all and never beat or scolded them. Otherwise, how could those people in the backyard love him so much that they would insist on him?

He knew that Mr. Wu resented him, but that was right. When his good daughter married him and became his concubine, Mr. Wu almost lost his face and hated him.

But Brother Yi's mother wasn't tricked by him in the first place.

A boudoir girl is not familiar with the world. When she is in her teens, she does not think far enough. She has never suffered much and has never been hungry. How can she understand what it feels like? She has never lived in poverty and had no worries about food and clothing. Poverty is not terrible, and it doesn't matter if you get married.

The daughter of the Wu family was pampered and grew up. She didn't know about power, fame or fortune. She was as simple as paper and only thought about romance. When she saw Yang Mutao, a handsome man who spoke well and was good at coaxing, she was fascinated by him. Even if she was a concubine, she was fascinated by him. As long as both of you are in love, that's enough.

Fang Zichen was also surprised at first, thinking that Brother Yi's mother was being ridiculous, but think about it, it is not uncommon for a rich lady to fall in love with a poor boy in modern times, not to mention that Yang Mutao is not a poor boy, but his status is a bit low. , Keren has the face of a scholar and a king of the sea. Little girls love this kind of appearance and cannot resist it. The daughter of the Wu family is willing to marry him as a concubine. It must be love that has gone to her head. Fang Zichen does not find it strange. .

Mr. Wu knew it himself. If it was really to blame, he himself was not to blame. He was just a grandson, so it was not that he didn't feel hurt.

"There's no rush." ​​He said, "Brother Yi is still young, Master Wu will not follow Young Master Wu around. I think Wu Wenjie is a romantic and charming person. He might forget about Yi after a few months." "Brother."

After all, a big shot has a lot of face. People are staring at his position. If he is not careful, he will be pulled down.

Besides, since he was still here, the Wu family had to give him some slack.

Yang Mingyi was a little more than fifteen years old, but in real terms, he was only thirteen. He would definitely not dare to rob the Wu family by force.

Mr. Wu thought so.

Wu Wenjie had the patience to 'coax' Yang Mingyi at first, but Yang Mingyi kept avoiding him and treated him without any pretense. He did not accept any gifts he gave, no matter how big or small they were, and returned them intact. Wu Wenjie thought Yang Mingyi was trying to treat him. Playing hard to get, his heart was still burning and very excited, but after many times, Wu Wenjie realized that the person was not hanging him on purpose, but was really avoiding him, and Wu Wenjie's patience ran out.

He's just a businessman. How dare you look down on him?

But Yang Mingyi's aloof look really made him feel itchy.

It's cool and cold, as if it's not from the mortal world. I wonder if it's the same in bed.

Just thinking about it made his blood boil all over his body. But now that he is studying in Qinghe Academy, he has to give the dean some face...

He doesn't dare to come openly, but he can always do it secretly, as long as he does it cleanly enough.

The Yang family began to be suppressed.

Zuixiaolou was forced to close its doors.

Even the second and third sons of the Yang family in Yuanzhou were also affected, and they all came back to persuade Yang Mutao to obey! But Yang Mutao is such a brother, how can he be willing? He didn't dare to tell Wu Wenjie's story. If the news got out, it would harm his reputation. If Wu Wenjie stopped taking the imperial examination because of this, the Wu family would definitely not be able to spare him.

The other party is the prefect of Yizhou, and he himself has no power. If he wants to kill him, it will probably be easy.

Yang Mutao had no choice but to bow his head to his brothers and say he was sorry. The second and third children of the Yang family left angrily.

It was just like this at first, so Mr. Wu said that it was just a waste of money to eliminate disaster!

The Wu family is afraid of Mr. Wu, but they don't dare to go too far. Moreover, there is no conclusive evidence, and they dare not say that it must be the Wu family. The Yang family has been doing business for many years and has offended many people.

But last month when Mr. Wu returned to his hometown, his horse was frightened and Mr. Wu was thrown out of the car. I heard that he was seriously injured and he might not be able to come back in a short time.

When Yang Mutao heard this, he knew he was going to suffer.

Sure enough, Mr. Wu was not there, so the Wu family directly hired him, saying that he would welcome Yang Mingyi at the end of the month.

Yang Mingyi has a mature temperament and is tall, but he is only a little over thirteen! These days, girls and boys mostly start looking for their husbands at the age of 14 or 15, and get married at 15 or 16, but it is not without those who get married at the age of 13 or 4.

Yang Mutao had no choice but to go to Yuanzhou and wanted to ask his brother-in-law for help, but the Wu family was closed. not see.

He wanted to take Yang Mingyi away, but Yang Mingyi couldn't even get out of the town gate.

Wu Wenjie sent a servant with a message - if the Yang family in Fu'an Town disappeared, then there was no need to keep the Yang family in Yuanzhou City.

Yang Mutao originally felt that it would be a shame to involve his younger brothers, but now he could only give up the idea of ​​​​taking Yang Mingyi to escape.

Yang Mutao was running around for this matter, running into obstacles everywhere, but there was nothing he could do.

No one can help him.

No one understands him. They just think that he is ungrateful and even the Wu family doesn't like him. Why, do you think your brother is an immortal?

Master Renwu comes here from Grand Master Yuanzhou every time. Which time does he come empty-handed? Big and small, even if Yang Mingyi was not hypocritical to him, he would always come to visit him year after year, never more than half an inch, and abiding by the rules. This sincerity was enough, but the Yang family was still taking the money. Joe, I don't know what he is thinking.

Magistrate Jiang was well-informed and said that Fang Zichen had come to Shangyang and asked him to go and look for it. Maybe there was still room for maneuver on this matter, but Yang Mutao was still a step too late after all his efforts.

Later, he had no choice but to ask for all he could. Thinking that Guaizi had mentioned the Qin family in his letter, saying that the Qin family had given him a lot of fabrics and that he felt very comfortable wearing them. He also asked someone to send several pieces of cloth to him. Yang Mutao's vision was clear. Yes, there was some, and he could tell at a glance that it was from the other side of the river. Yang Mingyi saw that it was expensive and didn't dare to ask for it. Guaizi wrote back and said that it was not expensive. The beautiful uncle sent it to him every time. There were many, many, and he used them all. It's not over, Uncle Yang, don't be polite to me!

It seems that the Qin family treats him very seriously.

Yang Mutao then thought about asking to go to Qin's house.

He wasn't sure whether he could see the Qin family, let alone whether the Qin family would help him, but he had no choice but to be a dead horse.

Qin Hengxuan's face didn't change much after listening.

Although it is said that people should be upright and kind if they read and understand the truth, but for every dog ​​that is slaughtered for justice, it is the scholar who is the most unfaithful person.

Not all the children trained by officials and noble families are good, otherwise where would the dandies come from? A beast in clothes? What is a sanctimonious, polite scumbag?

On the contrary, the big family is more sinister and dirty.

Because he was powerful, he acted more unscrupulously. The son of the Sima family in Beijing, together with several classmates and friends, kidnapped a girl and then played her to death. The case is still under trial, but it looks scary Nothing can be found through trial.

It is said that the emperor is as guilty as the common people when he breaks the law, but is this really the case?

There are always some people who look like humans, but in reality they are worse than dogs.

Qin Hengxuan has heard of Wulin Chang, and Qin Hengxuan also understands Wu Wenjie's little quirks. These are more satisfying than others, but not enough for him. Speaking of which, it's not that big of a deal. They're just for fun in the boudoir.

If word spreads, there will be many people willing to marry the girl's brother, but Yang Mutao...

Although he is not a good husband, he can be regarded as a good father. He has stood up for dozens of lives, but behind it is for The child bows down to ask for help everywhere, but few people have such courage.

Qin Hengxuan was quite pleased with him.

...

It has been a month since Yang Mutao left. Yang Mingyi saw that the person was still not coming back, so he sent people out to look for him, but he couldn't find him either. He felt restless.

"Master." The young man ran in from outside. Yang Mingyi greeted him at the door with an anxious look on his face: "But my father is back?"

"No, Master Wu is here."

Yang Mingyi's face sank.

"What, you don't welcome me?" Wu Wenjie waved his fan and Shi Shiran walked into the yard.

Yang Mingyi had no makeup on her face and was dressed in plain clothes, but her expression was still hard to hide.

Wu Wenjie had to admit that Yang Mingyi was the most rare person he had ever met. Even though he had met him so many times, he couldn't help but be amazed every time.

Yang Mingyi said nothing, turned around and wanted to go into the house. Wu Wenjie ran up the steps and grabbed him.

"Brother Yi, are you still so cold to me? You will be here in a few days. I really like you. Can you stop being so cold to me? Huh? I came all the way from Yuanzhou to see you. What about you!" With a smile on his face, he rubbed his thumb on the back of Yang Mingyi's hand ambiguously and obscenely.

Yang Mingyi's stomach turned upside down, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but the other party held his hand tighter. After a few attempts, he couldn't break away. He frowned: "Master Wu, please let go."

Wu Wenjie smiled: "What if you don't let go? ?"

Chapter 425

When Yang Mingyi heard this, he didn't say anything and just waved his hands to get rid of him.

Wu Wenjie didn't expect him to be like this. He staggered and accidentally rolled down the steps.

"Young Master." The two servants were waiting three steps away. They were startled and stunned when they saw this. When they reacted, they reached out to pick it up, but they were met with loneliness.

Wu Wenjie fell so hard that stars appeared in his eyes.

Yang Mingyi was also startled for a moment, and ran in panic to help him.

If something happens to Wu Wenjie in the Yang Mansion, then the Yang Mansion will not be able to escape the blame. He cannot cause trouble for his father anymore.

But Wu Wenjie waved his hand away. He was completely angered and slapped him.

Yang Mingyi couldn't dodge, and the slap hit his face firmly. His head suddenly buzzed, and his mouth smelled fishy. The boy wanted to help Yang Mingyi plead for mercy, but Wu Wenjie kicked him away and grabbed him. Yang Mingyi's hair pulled him forward.

After all, Yang Mingyi was not as strong as Wu Wenjie. He still couldn't break free at this moment. His eyes were filled with red. He couldn't help but think of a few years ago, when he was like this. He was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. His powerlessness The feeling came back quickly, making him feel cold all over again.

Wu Wenjie looked at him, and there was a click in his mind, as if something was broken.

I could see that Yang Mingyi's sharp and sharp eyes in the past were now filled with hazy tears and a little fear.

Wu Wenjie stared blankly, his whole body became excited, but Yang Mingyi's struggling and twisting made him come back to his senses and he was quite annoyed.

For more than a year, he tried to please him several times, but Yang Mingyi still didn't give him a serious look. Wu Wenjie's patience was almost exhausted.

"Bitch."

The boy rushed over: "Let go of my young master."

Wu Wenjie's face was as dark as ink: "Get out of here, you two dead people! Hold him down for me."

Yang Mingyi's scalp was pulled painfully by him , Wu Wenjie pulled his hair, forced him to raise his head, and patted his face with one hand.

"Brother Yi, tell me, why don't you like me? Huh? I'm not good enough to you? In order to please you this year, I have been quarreling with my mother. What's wrong with me? Why don't you Look at me? I originally thought that sincerity would bring success, but you rejected me again and again."

Yang Mingyi's mouth was bleeding, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He didn't know what else to say. He had said it and begged him, but Wu Wenjie still didn't let him go.

Wu Wenjie didn't mind if he didn't speak, and said to himself: "Is it because I didn't marry you as my wife? Brother Yi, you have to be considerate of me. My father doesn't agree, and I have no choice, but it doesn't matter! Right? I like you the most as my wife. Wouldn't it be better to marry me? Wouldn't it be better to be the young lady of the Wu family? I'll take the exam for you next year and then let you be the wife of the exam."

Yang Mingyi's mind went blank. A strong pain hit his head, and he uttered hoarsely: "...it's not good."

Wu Wenjie seemed not to have expected that this was the moment, and he was still so ignorant: "What did you say?"

Yang Mingyi pleaded. He said: "Please let me go. I don't want to marry your Wu family, and I don't want to be the wife of a civil servant. I beg you, please let me go!"

Wu Wenjie was so angry that he couldn't get what he asked for, which made him angry. , If it's not soft, then it's hard. He let go of the hand holding Yang Mingyi's hair, and slapped him again: "Shameless, I..."

Yang Mingyi was slapped and fell on the ground.

Wu Wenjie wanted to give him another blow, but Mu Ran paused, because Yang Mingyi seemed to have seen a ghost, his eyes widened, and he looked at him with a look of surprise and disbelief.

No, to be more precise, look at his back.

Just as he was about to turn his head, there was a loud bang and Wu Wenjie flew backwards.

That slap was as powerful as an ox, and Wu Wenjie's eyes were blackened. Before he could see clearly, he felt a heavy weight on his stomach, and countless fists began to attack him.

"Bad guy, are you out of your mind? You dare to hit me, Uncle Yang. Good boy, I'll feed you with my fists. I'll hit you. I'll hit you. I'll hit you."

"Master." Wu Wenjie's two young men wanted to go over and help, but they couldn't. As soon as they raised their feet, Senhan's sharp sword suddenly lay across their necks.

The two young men were all shaking their pants: "Who are you?"

No one said anything.

Wu Wenjie was dizzy, and his body reacted by holding his head to resist: "Asshole, stop it, stop it."

The boy didn't stop.

Wu Wenjie: "I am a scholar."

The good boy rode on him and still didn't stop. He kept greeting him with his little fists.

There is no use in moving out of identity, that is, you can move in as father.

Wu Wenjie asked again: "Do you know who my father is?"

Now the good boy finally stopped and looked at him with wide eyes, embarrassed: "Who is your father? Didn't your mother tell you? You ask the good boy , How could you understand that?"

Wu Wenjie: "..."

Is that what I mean?

Can you understand human speech?

Guaizi gave him another fist.

Wu Wenjie screamed: "Ah! Stop fighting, stop fighting, my father is the prefect of Yuanzhou."

"My father is also the prefect of Yuanzhou. I am not afraid of you, good boy. If you hit me, Uncle Yang, I will deal with you, bad guy. Bad guy, beat you to death."

Wu Wenjie wanted to say something more, but the boy didn't give him a chance and punched him directly in the mouth.

Wu Wenjie was beaten so hard that he couldn't speak, and his mouth was bleeding. Yang Mingyi quickly got up and called out to the good boy: "Good boy, stop hitting, stop hitting."

The good boy stopped his hand and put his palm in his hand . The pain was burning, and he stared at Wu Wenjie with an unkind look. This guy's head was really hard, and the slap made his hands turn red.

"Uncle Yang." He called Yang Mingyi and jumped up to him: "Uncle Yang, are you in pain?"

Yang Mingyi looked at him carefully and took a good look. It took him a while to realize that this was not a dream or extreme panic. hallucinations.

Good boy...

His eyes were full of nostalgia and joy. All kinds of emotions were suppressed. He shook his head and tried his best to maintain his composure: "Good boy, why are you here."

Good boy, however, didn't . As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Yang Mingyi. As he looked at it, his face turned red. He lowered his head and grabbed the corners of his clothes. He was coy and silent. Like a shy little girl, Yang Mingyi raised his hand and touched it. After stroking his big head for a full circle, his small brows suddenly wrinkled and he hurriedly waved to Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan leaned down and listened to Guaizi whisper: "Uncle, uncle, take a look at Guaizi's hair and see if he has a messy hair?"

Zhang Quan: "..."

Yang Mingyi: "... ·"

Yang Mingyi was speechless by him again, but his heart felt warm. Seeing him, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Zhang Quan has a black streak.

Sometimes he felt that he truly admired the good boy. Just now, he jumped up and slapped the man away. Not everyone could do this.

But sometimes...he is very brave, and sometimes he is very cowardly.

Qian'er was besieged on the battlefield, and his cowardly plea for help made him feel a little ashamed.

"Help! Help, little grandpa, come and help me. My dear boy was beaten. It hurts like hell. Come and help me! My dear boy doesn't have a wife yet. He doesn't want to die yet. Grandpa, come on."

The voice sounded very serious . Qian Bian, it looked like he couldn't be beaten and was going to be picked up immediately.

Qin Yi and others didn't know his character, they just thought it was real, and hurriedly went to rescue him, but before they could get close, the good boy was punched by Jiang Zhanying's apprentice, and his teeth were knocked out, and he exploded. When he got up, it was as if he had regained his consciousness, and he fought fiercely. If Jiang Zhanying's disciple hadn't run so fast, there would probably be many people on the mountain by now.

General Qin was surprised by his explosive power.

After fighting for a whole day and night, the troops withdrew. Guaizi thought of his request for help and seemed to feel embarrassed. He still tried to find an excuse, saying that in fact he did it on purpose. It was a strategy to confuse the enemy and make them take it lightly. .

Qin Yi and his entourage returned his mother's letter and praised him for his bravery and strategy.

Zhang Quan's expression at that time was indescribable. He had been with the good boy for so long, so he didn't know what his virtues were. This boy was always smug. He must have been kicked in the mouth, which made him numb from pain. He didn't know which tooth was missing. I hit him so hard because I was scared, annoyed, and angry.

At this moment, Zhang Quan was completely shy and still thinking about his hair and hair. He was sincerely impressed by him.

The good boy was happy when he saw Yang Mingyi and clung to him affectionately. It seemed that the years apart had not diluted the relationship between them at all.

Yang Mingyi was severely beaten, and the servant called the doctor. The good boy was also focused on him. Seeing that he was frowning and looking very nervous and worried, Yang Mingyi couldn't hold back and poked him in the face.

The good boy smiled shyly: "Uncle Yang, are you in pain?"

Yang Mingyi shook his head: "It won't hurt when I see you." His heartbeat was beating violently, and accompanied by buzzing tinnitus, he heard himself ask: "You Why are you here?"

After saying this, he couldn't help but hold his breath, not knowing what he was expecting.

"I saw Grandpa Yang," Guaizi said: "Grandpa Yang said that something happened to you, and Guaizi wanted to save you and protect you. Uncle Yang, is it cool for Guaizi to be a hero and save the beauty? Are you already secretly feeling towards Guaizi Chun? "Promise?"

Seeing how happy he was, Yang Mingyi pursed his lips, with a soft smile that was not obvious in his eyes. He hugged the good boy onto his lap and asked him what happened to the injury on his face. .

"The good boy is being injected." Saying this would undermine his heroic spirit. The good boy shook his little feet: "Uncle Yang, do you want to be a good boy?"

Yang Mingyi touched his head: "Yes."

He As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief. Then he lowered his head, twirling his fingers, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"Uncle Yang, it's not good for you to be like this. Although the boy is handsome, handsome, smart, and capable of making every move, the boy is still young! How could you do this?"

Yang Mingyi's heart surged . He had an ominous premonition, and before he could tell him to shut up, he heard Guaizi say:

"You wait until Guaibo is older before you think about Guaizi! You want Guaizi when he is still young. This way, it's not very good." Okay! If you don't understand, you would think you have □□!"

Yang Mingyi: "..."

Yang Mingyi has never heard of □□, but it's not difficult to understand.

He sighed helplessly and pinched Guaizi's face again.

The boy smiled and squeezed along with him.

Zuixiao Tower was closed, and most of the Yang family's servants were dismissed. Mrs. Zheng was helped over by the maid, and she cried bitterly while hugging Yang Mingyi.

"My poor brother Yi! The Wu family are really beasts, beasts!"

Yang Mingyi comforted him: "Grandma, it's okay."

But Mrs. Zheng's tears kept falling.

After not seeing each other for several years, she had aged very much. Now her hair was all white and her eyesight was not working well. She often looked at people with a cloudy look. Now she almost had to get close to Yang Mingyi's face to see his injuries clearly.

Yang Mingyi's complexion is fair, and now he has turned a large amount of green, which looks very obvious.

Mrs. Zheng wiped her tears with her handkerchief: "I thought from the beginning that the young master of the Wu family is not a good one. I know he looks down on us. If you really go through with it, you will definitely suffer for the rest of your life, but your uncles are greedy for money. You are pregnant, and you asked me, an old woman, to persuade your father. Now it's time for them to see it. This is what they call good luck. "

You can do this without getting married, so how can you get it after you get married?"

Yang Mingyi lowered his head, his face turned pale with pain: "I have dragged down these uncles."

"I can't blame you." Old Mrs. Zheng cried: "What should I do now? I will be thirty in two days." "I don't know where your father has gone and he hasn't come back yet."

Yang Mingyi looked at Guaizi, who climbed up on the stool and patted Mrs. Zheng on the back. Only then did Mrs. Zheng notice him: "Ouch." "Where did the little baby come from?"

"It's Guaizi, grandma, my father painted for you." Guaizi said.

Mrs. Zheng didn't think about it.

Yang Mingyi mentioned: "It was your seventieth birthday."

After saying this, Mrs. Zheng remembered that Fang Zichen's painting was really good. On the same day, Yang Mutao discovered that Mrs. Yang was having an affair with the housekeeper. , Mrs. Zheng was deeply impressed by what happened that day.

She also knew that Fang Zichen had become the prefect of Quzhou. She had wanted Yang Mutao to write a letter to Fang Zichen, asking for his help, but she couldn't send it, and water from far away could not quench the thirst of near people, so she had to give up the matter.

Now when she saw Guaizi, Mrs. Zheng knew that there was room for maneuver in this matter.

Yang Mutao had been running around for days, and the string that had been stretched suddenly loosened, and his body collapsed.

Meng Ruqing saw that he didn't seem to be in good condition, so he let him rest at the border for a few days. If he didn't come back this time, the Qin family had taken action, so there was nothing to worry about.

The betrothal gift sent by the Wu family has to be returned. Yang Mingyi is a brother, so he should not do this thing due to circumstances, but Mrs. Zheng is old... The

good boy rolled up his sleeves and said he would come.

The first person didn't notice that Wu Wenjie had been helped away.

Zhang Quan thought that a good beating would be enough, and he didn't stop his old man from leaving.

But where can I get a good beating?

If you dare to hit Uncle Yang, the matter will never end.

Wu Wenjie was helped out by two young men and hurriedly got into the carriage to go to Yuanzhou.

He didn't dare to go to the hospital because he was afraid that people would lose face when they saw his bruised nose and face.

The good boy also frightened him, as well as the elite soldiers guarding the door. They had been on the battlefield and received strict training. Their cold and cold temperament looked completely different from ordinary yamen.

Wu Wenjie was in a panic all the way and returned to Yuanzhou to find Wu Linchang.

Dad is not well.

I feel like I've hit a brick wall.

The servants in the mansion saw that he looked embarrassed and no longer as elegant as before, so they hurried to notify Mrs. Wu.

No matter how promising Wu Wenjie was, he was still only nineteen. At this moment, he felt deeply that he might have gotten into trouble, and he could not calm down.

Wulin Chang was busy in the study. When he saw him barging in, looking like a mess, he frowned immediately.

"Jie'er, your father has taught you that the most important thing to avoid is recklessness and impatience. How many times do you have to let your father tell you before you can feel at ease?"

Wu Wenjie is very knowledgeable, but he lacks courage, is easily impulsive, and often acts recklessly. The only thing Wulin Chang was dissatisfied with was his eldest son.

But it doesn't matter. After all, he is still young. If he exercises more, his temperament will be polished and mellow.

As soon as Wu Wenjie saw Wu Linchang, he felt much more at ease.

"Dad, the child may have gotten into trouble."

Wulin Chang heard this and remained calm: "Are you referring to the Yang family?"

Wu Wenjie nodded.

What he did could not escape Wulin Chang's eyes.

He acquiesced in suppressing the Yang family and planning to make Mr. Wu fall from his car.

As long as no one is killed, these things are no big deal to him.

If you are too upright, you will not get far in the end. In officialdom, there is often intrigue and deception. Whoever has good means will be able to climb high.

The Yang family just gave him a 'training', but since he was powerless, he couldn't make any waves.

As for Mr. Wu, he is not stupid. He will definitely have doubts about his Wu family. But when Yang Mingyi is married into the family, the two families will have their bones broken but their tendons still connected. So what if they are suspicious?

Wu Wenjie, the leader, was running out every day for a brother. He would take the provincial examination next year and refused to stay in the academy. Wu Linchang was angry with him and wanted to beat him up, but later Once he inquired about it, he acquiesced.

Except for Fang Zichen, Qinghe Academy has not produced any great talents. The most powerful among them is Zhima County Magistrate, or he returned to his hometown to set up his own academy and became a master. However, as the saying goes, the ants kill the elephant. Tying these people up is quite a force.

When Wulin Chang arrived for the first time, he wanted to win over Mr. Wu, but unfortunately the old man was not very good at it.

He didn't take the Yang family seriously, so he glanced at Wu Wenjie. He was a little angry and asked him who beat him?

No matter how useless his son was, there was no reason for him to be beaten like this.

"I don't know." Wu Wenjie said, "But he must have a good background. With..."

"With what?"

"Looks like a soldier." Wu Wenjie said, "But I don't look like it. He "His father is also a prefect."

"That's right!" Wu Linchang, the prefect of several nearby states, asked, "What does that man look like?"

"He looks like four or five years old, with big eyes and a big head." Wu Wenjie said nothing. , he felt that the air pressure around his body suddenly dropped, and Wulin Chang looked at him with a particularly disappointed look.

Wu Wenjie knew that it was humiliating to be beaten like this by a melon, but he was really powerful. Sitting on him was like riding a horse. The punches made him doubt his life. He couldn't crawl back from Fu'an Town. He felt great that he could still stand at this moment.

Wu Linchang's expression was gloomy: "What else is there?"

Wu Wenjie shook his head. He only remembered Guaizi's big brain: "No more."

"Four or five years old?" Wu Linchang thought about it carefully and knew him. Several prefects are older than him, and their grandchildren are about the same age as his son. I have never heard of anyone having such a young son!

"My son..."

Mrs. Wu's cry came from afar.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Wu Wenjie covered in bruises and Mrs. Wu's body swayed.

"Mom."

"Who beat you? Who beat you." Mrs. Wu held Wu Wenjie's wrist tightly and looked at him up and down: "Why was he beaten? Are there any injuries? Have you seen the doctor? "

Wu Wenjie felt severe pain all over his body: "Not yet."

Mrs. Wu immediately asked the maid waiting outside to call someone, and then asked anxiously: "What's going on? Are you going to study today? ····You went to Fu'an Town, right? Was it the bitch who beat you?"

"Mom, no..."

"You still speak for him, I don't think he is a good person. "Little goblin."

"Mother~"

"Are you right?" Mrs. Wu was angry. She was not happy when she mentioned Yang Mingyi. She felt that this person was not a good person. Her son had been seduced since she met him. She has lost her soul, and has no intention of studying. She used to be filial and obedient, but in the past year, she has been contradicting her many times because of her brother.

Mrs. Wu herself went to Fu'an Town to see Yang Mingyi in person. He really looked like a fairy. No wonder her boy was so haunted.

At that time, Mrs. Wu gave Yang Mingyi a good meal in the lounge of Zuixiao Tower.

However, Wu Wenjie finally couldn't stand Wu Wenjie's insistence and agreed to take him as his concubine.

Mrs. Wu just thought that the child would be tired of playing and didn't care about it anymore. But now she dared to hit someone. Did she think her Wu family was easy to bully?

Mrs. Wu immediately wanted to take her grandma to Fu'an Town. When she turned around, she saw the maid who had been sent to call the doctor running in a panic.

"Did the doctor call?"

This is too fast!

This doctor has four legs?

"No." The maid turned pale in panic: "Someone broke in outside."

Wulin Chang stood up after hearing this.

"Who? How brave."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a banging sound outside, like a smashing sound.

Wulin Chang's heart suddenly jumped, and he ordered the boy beside him: "Go to the Yamen and call someone."

After giving the order, he hurried to the front yard with a few guards. As soon as he arrived at the courtyard outside, he was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Why so many soldiers?

The good boy walked in with his hands on his waist and swaggered: "Where is Wu Wenjie? Get out of here, good boy."

Zhang Quan followed behind, holding his forehead, feeling that the young master was really led astray by Mr. Fang.

Look at this tone, it sounds like someone is not a good person, just like a bully.

Big head doll.

It was this kid who beat his son.

Wulin Chang's face darkened.

"So brave."

The good boy looked up at him: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Wulin Changhan said: "I am the magistrate of Yuanzhou, ignorant boy, you are so brave, you beat my son, and then " You dare to break in."

"Why don't you dare?" He has brought people, and the handsome grandpa also said that no one dares to touch him. The good boy is now confident: "You can go wherever you want, good boy." I can enter the house whenever I want."

In his entire life, Wu Linchang had never seen someone with such a loud tone, and he laughed angrily on the spot.

Seeing that the opponent's troops were still smashing things everywhere, he shouted and asked the guards to come out and stop them.

He is not a vegetarian either. How could the magistrate be so arrogant?

If word spreads, will he still be shameless?

But when I called someone, no one came out.

Where are the guards in the mansion?

Look up and look forward.

Oh, they're all tied up.

"Butler, butler..."

The butler didn't answer him either.

The good boy laughed and said, "You scream! You scream! No one will come to save you even if your throat is broken."

Seeing how confident he was, Wulin Chang felt a little embarrassed.

"Who are you?"

The good boy blinked his big eyes: "I won't tell you, I won't tell you."

He led his troops and rode fast. When they entered the city, they didn't dare to ride their horses for fear of hurting innocent people. , came all the way slowly, and many people saw him. When they saw him outside the Wu Mansion, he was stopped by the door, so they smashed the door and went in. The Wu Mansion guards came out to stop him, and he was captured without even making two moves. , the soldiers of the Qin family rushed directly into the house, whoever stopped them.

This is going to cause trouble!

Someone immediately ran to the Yamen.

At this moment, Tongzhi led the officers and soldiers and rushed in. The Qin family army surrounded Guaizi and immediately drew their swords and became vigilant.

The two parties were facing each other, and there seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

Looking at the opponent's battle, he was not afraid of seeing the officers and soldiers. He must have a good background, and his colleagues did not dare to act rashly: "Who are you?"

The good boy said nothing and silently took out a token from his pocket.

When Tongzhi took a look, his pupils suddenly widened, and with a pop, he knelt down towards him.

Wulin Chang's legs also became weak.

The good boy looked at his colleague, then at the token in his hand, and laughed so hard.

This is Meng Ruqing's token.

He took out Qin Hengxuan's token again.

Wulin Chang's breath was suffocated, and his brain suddenly went blank. As if all his strength had been drained from his body, he knelt on the ground, sweating profusely.

The good boy's little hands were digging in his chest pocket again. When Wulin Chang saw this, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Stop paying.

It will scare people to death if you take out the damn thing again.

Mrs. Wu and Wu Wenjie's eyes widened when they saw Wu Linchang like this.

Mrs. Wu: "Who are you?"

"Kneel down." Wu Linchang trembled: "Kneel down quickly."

As soon as Wu Wenjie came out, he was dragged out by the Qin family army. Mrs. Wu wanted to shout, but W Linchang covered her Her mouth.

Still barking.

If he doesn't do it well today, he will be in trouble.

Guaizai replied: "Who am I? When I come out to hang out in the world, I have to be moral. I don't want to change my name or my surname. My name is Guaizai. My father is Fang Zichen. Why do you want to bully me, Uncle Yang? I don't know that Uncle Yang is Guaizai. "Is that what I'm covering for you?"

Zhang Quan: "..."

This kid's tone really sounds like a villain that adults often say.

Wulin Chang froze, not daring to say a word, and his spine seemed to be numb with fear.

Although they are both third-rank officials, on the contrary, in the rich land of Shangyang, he can even dominate Fang Zichen. But Fang Zichen is different after all. He can return to Beijing in five years.

He has made fertilizers, has political achievements, and is a newly rich man. After returning to Beijing, if nothing happens, he will be able to take the second-rank position.

Beijing officials are close ministers of the emperor, and they are different from foreign officials.

What's more, he still has the Qin family's token.

This is what scares him the most.

He sent his subordinates to investigate, and they came back and said that the Yang family was in a run-down town, running a low-level business, a helpless businessman with no backing, and this subordinate was really blind. This is called Helpless? ?

If this can be considered helpless, then he also wants to be helpless for a while.

Chapter 426:

Fang Zichen once worked in Zuixiao Tower. Many people knew about it, but this happened a few years ago. No one kept talking about it. The servants made some inquiries and then came back.

Wu Wenjie understood, but he didn't worry about it. If Fang Zichen valued the Yang family, would the Yang family still have to live a miserable life guarding a restaurant? I have already followed him to enjoy the popular and spicy food.

Moreover, people are far away from Ganzhou and are afraid of a ball.

Wulin Chang, a scholar, farmer, and merchant, heard that he was a business owner and a restaurant owner. Even though he was considered a big business owner in Fu'an Town, in his eyes, he was just like an ant, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The first person came to take up the post and received a letter from someone from the capital. Yuanzhou is close to Hengyang and the Qin family's hometown is in Hengyang. Let him relax. There must be no conflict between the two continents. Wulin Chang certainly knows that the Qin family cannot be messed with, and outsiders It is said that the Qin family is good and never does anything to bully others. But outsiders watch the fun, and insiders watch the door. After all, Qin Hengxuan is the legitimate son of the Qin family, and he has a temper. When he was young, he was also a troublesome second generation ancestor. .

When Xia Jinghong returned to Beijing from the border, Qin Hengxuan and Qin Hengyi wanted to find him. They kept their clothes and carriages simple. As soon as they entered the capital, the governor insulted him twice because the carriage blocked his way. The two brothers got mad on the spot and finally chased him. Fu Yin even lost one of his shoes, just because of two words! As for this, people are not easy to mess with. The old emperor laughed and said that these were two tiger cubs. The tiger cub has entered Beijing. If you don't want to be beaten, just take it easy!

The Qin family will not let him go.

Wulin Chang was extremely frightened.

When he offended the Qin family, no one could protect him. He was so careful, and after wandering around for more than half a year, he ended up offending the person he least wanted and dared not offend.

Wulin Chang kept asking for forgiveness.

"You are not a good person." The boy suddenly said: "It is your father's fault that you have not been raised well. Why are you still an official? My father said that when you are an official, you have to serve the people, not to seek power." In order to bully the people, whether you are an official or a person, you must be strict with yourself and treat others leniently. You cannot steal or rob, let alone bully the people for no reason. You all know this, you are so old, why don't you know? You want to marry me, Uncle Yang, but there is no way."

Qin Jiajun came in with several red boxes and threw them in front of Wulin Chang.

Wulin Chang's face turned red and he was about to say something, but the boy turned around and left.

Wulin Chang wanted to catch up and beg for mercy, but Zhang Quan drew his sword and stopped him.

"Lord Wu, please stay!"

Wulin Chang relied on the censor and was a third-rank official. The good boy led his troops into the Wu Mansion and slapped not only Wulin Chang's face, but also the censor's face.

It would be hard for a scholar who had only half stepped into the official career to be beaten twice, let alone a high-ranking official like Wulin Chang. If Wulin Chang went to the capital, if in the past, even with Fang Zichen, Xia Jinghong would still protect him and be obedient. Zai will definitely be punished.

But things are different now.

Not to mention the Qin family, even the fact that he killed Lu Zhenghe was a great achievement. Treason and betrayal of the enemy should be punished with death. Moreover, Lu Zhenghe was good at leading the army. The great dynasty probably did not completely trust him and did not let him Leading the army alone, he was only allowed to follow Jiang Zhanying. Otherwise, allowing such a fierce general to rebel into the enemy's camp would be a threat to Daxia, and it was definitely not a good thing.

The good boy stabbed him to death. If he hadn't been too young and unreliable, he might have been given a minor official title for this feat.

Moreover, there is Old General Qin here at the moment, and he can crush people to death at the level of an official. What's more, it's several levels bigger now.

Otherwise, Zhang Quan would not dare to let him go. Otherwise, if the young master really caused trouble, he would be punished severely when he returned to Quzhou.

There were a bunch of people watching the excitement outside. The Qin family's army came out with great momentum. The good boy was walking in the middle, while Wu Wenjie was escorted behind by the Qin family's army.

People around him were whispering, not understanding what was going on.

"Who is this kid? Why is he so arrogant when the local official comes?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, the official is very powerful.

"Official servants? These people are private soldiers of the Qin family! Dare the official servants move? Even the imperial guards dare not attack directly when they come, let alone the official servants. The baby walking in the middle is said to be the Qin family's great-grandson."

"Ah! This can't be done. Didn't you hear that the eldest son of the Qin family is gone?

"I don't know, I heard someone say that."

"

Who said otherwise?"

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Wu family mingled in the crowd and listened for a while, and she was stunned. The words 'great-grandson of the Qin family' kept echoing in her mind, and her breathing became heavy.

Qin family, no wonder Wu Wenjie was escorted out like a prisoner, Wu Linchang didn't dare to resist at all, he didn't even dare to fart, it turned out to be the Qin family!

Seeing that Guaizi was about to mount the horse, she didn't have time to think too much and hurriedly shouted: "Good boy."

Guaizi turned his head and looked over. The eldest daughter-in-law of the Wu family came over with a smile. She looked very familiar and took his hand: "Good boy." Zai, do you recognize my uncle? I am your Grandpa Wu..."

"I don't know you," Guai Zai interrupted her.

"My dear, it was my mother-in-law who was wrong in the past. I apologized to you. At that time, it was my mother-in-law who was confused. It is a rare occasion for you to come to Yuanzhou. How about we go home with my mother-in-law? Brother Le, they all miss you very much. "Here you are!"

The good boy didn't say anything and just pulled his hand away. If the Wu family's wife wanted to say anything else, Qin Jiajun scolded her and asked her to leave.

The Wu family's wife didn't want to leave, but she didn't dare to offend the Qin family's army.

The team came and went in a hurry.

When the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wu family saw the good boy riding away, she was full of disappointment and regret. She blamed herself for being short-sighted, and she shouldn't have done so! It really shouldn't be done!

If we are still friends...

I dare not think about it. The more I think about it, the more I regret it.

His intestines were probably blackened in two parts by now.

Wu Wenjie was taken to Fu'an Town, pressed down and apologized to Yang Mingyi before being thrown out of Yang's house.

With constant pointing and talking around him, Wu Wenjie was in a trance like a dream, but the sharp pain in his body reminded him all the time - this was not a dream.

His 'lifelong reputation' was completely ruined, completely ruined. Wu Wenjie really wished he could die on the spot.

The boy helped him up, and Wu Wenjie covered his face with his long sleeves, not daring to see anyone.

The good boy just wanted to vent his anger on Yang Mingyi and just give him a good beating.

But Qin Liu, who followed, replied to Qin Hengxuan, and Qin Hengxuan wrote directly to Xia Jinghong - he wanted to give up the official position in Wulin Chang.

The crime was not serious, but Qin Hengxuan could not tolerate sand in his eyes, and the Yang family had treated Fang Zichen very well, so Qin Hengxuan would not let Wulin Chang go.

Civil servants are not like military generals. There are many civil servants. If one is missing, there are plenty of people who can make up for it.

Afraid of being known as a bully, Qin Liu spread the word.

Wulin Chang himself was not very clean, but he had never made any big mistakes and no one found out about him.

This matter was a big fuss, and the people knew about it when they inquired about it.

"Oh, I really didn't expect it! This young master of the Wu family seemed quite polite to me, but I didn't expect him to be such a person."

"No, he is a scholar! Bah."

"This is called knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing others . I'm sorry, but have you seen that guy from the Yang family? Is he really that handsome?"

"I haven't seen him before, but my brother has been to Fu'an Town and had dinner at his restaurant. I heard that he looked like this over there in Fu'an Town." The man gave a thumbs up.

"I heard someone say that this new adult is a good one, but he is also greedy."

"If he was really good, he wouldn't raise his children like this. If the Yang family didn't recognize him, wouldn't he?" Have you been forcibly married and sold? It's really shameless for a scholar and a son of an official to resort to such dirty methods when

he doesn't get what he wants." "No, I heard that the Yang family's restaurants have been closed down. Forcing people to do this while eating in this restaurant is no different than killing someone. It's a small thing to see a big thing. I can do this for a brother, but I don't know what I will do to this kind of person in the future! What's the point of becoming an official?" After

venting his anger on others, Guaizi bought a lot of food and ran back to Xiaohe Village.

Liu Dali and He Xiaodong recognized him at a glance and were so happy to see him back. Uncle Liu kept touching his head and crying.

The boy is back.

After hearing the news, the whole village came to watch and surrounded the good boy asking questions.

Xiaohe Village has not changed much. The mountains are still standing there, lush and green, and the river is still clear. Several years have passed, and the mountains have not changed and the people have changed, but everyone has become much older.

The good boy went to Uncle Liu's house. In the past, except for the Liu family and the village chief's family, Uncle Liu treated him the best in the entire Xiaohe Village. Every time he saw him on the road, he would always secretly stuff him some peanuts.

There weren't many, just one or two, maybe a dozen. But at that time, peanuts were extremely rare in the eyes of the good boy. At least they were more delicious than wild vegetables and sweeter than fruits.

Every time he got it, he was so happy that he hid it in his clothes and held it tightly with both hands. He didn't dare to go anywhere for fear of being robbed or losing it. He kept squatting in the woodshed. Waiting for Brother Zhao to come back in the evening and then eating with him. Eating extremely delicious peanuts in the dilapidated woodshed was the happiest time among the few good boys in those three years.

Now he brought several pieces of cloth and several boxes of cakes to Uncle Liu.

The fabric was brought from Yuanzhou, and the color was bright and bright. Mrs. Liu's eyes shone when she looked at it, but she didn't dare to touch it.

Uncle Liu hugged the good boy and asked him carefully. After the good boy left, Mrs. Liu said, "Dad, what should I do with these things?"

"Take them." Uncle Liu's eyes glowed when he looked at her. , said: "This child remembers us, he is a person who knows how to express gratitude." He sighed leisurely, looked outside, and recalled:

"He followed Brother Zhao, and I gave him peanuts to eat, and when I looked back, Brother Zhao My son cut firewood and brought it home, and he never took it for free. The child was still small and thin at that time. He was often bullied by other children in the village. He was afraid of people, whether it was cold or hot. He always follows Brother Zhao all over the mountains and the ground. I feel so pitiful! Now he is also lucky. Mr. Fang has taught him well. People who know how to be grateful can never be bad. Where to go?"

The boy came out from the village chief's house and went to Angkor's house to sit for a while.

After Zuixiaolou closed, Angkor'er had no work, but he worked hard and was willing to do any dirty work. Originally, he could just wash vegetables in the kitchen and watch the fire, but sometimes he was too busy at the front. , he would also run out to collect the dishes and wipe the table, which Yang Mingyi noticed, so he was paid more wages.

Angkor has also saved a lot of money over the years, but his family has little land. The officials said that fertilizer is useful and they can use the newly opened wasteland to grow something, so Angkor paid the money to open six acres of wasteland. Nowadays, life is pretty good. Not to mention having meat for every meal, at least I am not hungry anymore.

In the past, when the good boy was here, he loved to lead the sheep over to see his son. Now the children would run away. Children in the village are well fed and love to run around. That head has grown strong. Now look They are all a little taller than Guaizi, with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like head, and look naive.

Angkor didn't expect that the boy would still remember him. He was so happy to see him come to visit that he didn't know what to do. He asked the child to call him brother. The child blinked his eyes and was not afraid of strangers. He obediently called out: "Brother."

"Brothers are all grown up. " It's so high!" The boy laughed and took out a small gold lock from his pocket: "Give it to my brother

. How could he dare to ask for something so valuable? Guaizi just gave it to him.

After that, he walked around the village again, and finally stood outside Ma's house for a long time.

Mrs. Ma and Mr. Ma had passed away many years ago, and Mr. Ma and his party never came back after they left.

Ma Xiaoshun hid in his room and didn't dare to come out, thinking that he was here to seek revenge, but the good boy just looked at his woodshed and didn't give him any charity.

But Meng came over secretly and asked him how Xiaofeng was doing these years.

The man she married was useless. Meng looked much older, and the good boy almost didn't recognize him. He explained in detail, and Meng shed tears while nodding her head, saying that's good, that's good. .

Seeing Meng leaving, the village chief gave him a key and asked him if he wanted to go home and have a look.

Of course I have to go.

This house was originally the ancestral home of the village chief. It was already dilapidated. However, after Brother Zhao bought it, he hired someone to repair it. The cracked mud walls were repaired and it was covered with tiles. However, it had been empty for a few years and the village Although the manager comes to clean it every year, there are moss and weeds growing on the roof, and the small kitchen window is covered with spider webs. It looks like a lot of defeat.

The good boy walked around in a circle, and when he came out, his eyes were red. He distributed the pastries and candies he bought to his friends, and talked to them for a long time. After saying goodbye to them one by one, he immediately returned to the town without stopping.

He really misses his father and daddy.

Liu Dali chased after him and ran far away, his eyes dimmed at the end.

It has been five years since we last saw each other as childhood playmates. This time, I don't know when we will see each other again.

Guaizi originally wanted to say goodbye to Yang Mingyi and then go back: "Uncle Yang, do you want to go with Guaizi?"

"Yes."

Yang Mutao had already come back. After what he had experienced, he thought about it and still wanted Yang Mingyi to go back. Follow Guaizi to join Fang Zichen in Ganzhou.

There is more than one Wu Wenjie in the world, and every man has a bad temperament. Today he is the eldest son of the Wu family, and tomorrow I don't know which young master he will be. An official can cover the sky with one hand, and ordinary people cannot fight against him.

He didn't want Yang Mingyi to fall into such a desperate situation again. If he didn't meet the good boy this time, then Brother Yi would be really doomed for the rest of his life. This year has been hard for him, but Brother Yi is even more so. It's hard, this child is sensitive, he can't help blaming himself, but at the same time he's worried.

Yang Mingyi looks like this, and for those ordinary people with no power, it is just a reminder.

Mrs. Zheng is old, her body and bones are exhausted. She doesn't know how many years she has left to live. She doesn't want to leave her hometown. She has been used to living in Fu'an Town for decades, and she doesn't want to go to Yuanzhou to live with her second and third sons. Yang Mutao wants to protect her. : "You and my dear go there first, dad will look for you later."

Yang Mingyi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yang Mutao patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much. I can't blame you for this. If it's really weird, blame me."

The good boy didn't understand: "How can you blame Grandpa Yang?

" Yang Mutao sighed: "Your Uncle Yang looks like me."

The boy stopped talking immediately.

Yang Mutao looked at his face and said, "Grandpa Yang, I didn't expect you to be even more shameless than the good boy." His hands and feet itched on the spot. He went back to the study and took out the portrait of him when he was young. The good boy put his feet up and took a look. , draw a handsome young man.

The good boy was stunned. He looked at the painting and then looked up at Yang Mutao. He went back and forth several times and finally couldn't help it anymore: "Grandpa Yang, did you give money to the painter at that time?"

Yang Mutao: "... ···"

What does this mean?

This idiot bastard.

Yang Mingyi kowtowed to Mrs. Zheng three times. Mrs. Zheng asked him to sit in front of her, held his hand, and said a lot of personal words.

She said that the good boy picked out fish bones for her at dinner yesterday. During the Chinese New Year, the second and third eldest children came back with their children. During the New Year's Eve dinner, no one picked out fish bones for her once. It's not that her grandson is unfilial, it's just that Not like a good boy.

She is old and has bad teeth, so she can eat the softer fish meat, but the fish has many bones, and her hands and feet are not as flexible as when she was young.

Yang Mingyi was seriously injured and didn't come out to eat. Seeing him like this, the good boy took a clean bowl, picked out a piece of fish and gave her a thorn.

When Mrs. Zheng saw him like this and saw that he loved to laugh, she knew what kind of people Zhao Geer and Fang Zichen were.

She felt free to let Yang Mingyi pass.

"I've never heard of Qianzhou, but your father said it's far away from our Fu'an town. I don't know when you'll be able to come back. Grandma is so old, I'm afraid I'll have to meet you in the future. I don't care about you anymore. When you get there, you have to listen to your brother Fang and Zhao. Your father is the only one in this life. He was a bit of a jerk in the past, but he really loves you. You should be filial to him in the future. Do you know?"

She babbled, and after finishing speaking, she leaned on the crutches and watched Yang Mingyi follow the good boy.

It was late December when the Prime Minister and his wife arrived at the border.

There hasn't been much business between the DPRK and China in recent times. If there is, it's just the war in the south.

The Prime Minister Zuo couldn't worry about Meng Ruqing in his life. He used to be so worried that he couldn't sleep when he thought of him. Now that he knew about Fang Zichen, he went to the memorial and said that if he is here, Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing can do it. He had to go to Qianzhou, otherwise he would have to wait until the war calmed down. He was even more anxious than Meng Ruqing, wishing that Meng Ruqing would recognize the child immediately.

After Xia Jinghong heard what he said, he couldn't recover for a long time. Although he couldn't understand it, he was happy and excited at that moment. He waved his hand and told the left minister to go over. Go, go, go.

Xia Jinghong thought about it, if this was true, the Qin family could not ask for anyone before, but now four people came directly. Uncle Qin was afraid that he would be greatly irritated, but Fang Zichen and Guaizi were together. Opening your mouth will make people angry to death, and the father and son are not very fond of people. When they get together, they can cause trouble...

When they were still in the capital, he was so extraordinary. Qi Da is often angry to death.

Misstep.

If the Qin family recognized him, Uncle Qin might be short-lived.

Uncle Qin can't let anything happen at this critical moment!

"Eunuch Huang, hurry up and send some tonic and soothing medicine, as well as some first-aid pills."

"Your Majesty, the first-aid pills are best served by Imperial Physician Fu. Imperial Physician Fu has retired and returned to his hometown for many years. There are not many first-aid pills left in the palace now. " Impossible

, didn't I see there was a box a few years ago?"

"Yes! But then you ate one when the good boy gave you a pig kidney, and when you dug up the imperial garden, You ate two, and when Mr. Fang came to tease you with the sack, you ate two more. "

Stop talking."

The first aid pills are no longer given. After all, he is the one who needs them the most.

His Uncle Qin has a broad mind. He has never seen any big storms, so he should be able to withstand it.

Moreover, Fang Zichen was working in Quzhou and could not leave his post for too long.

It should be...nothing will happen.

"Your Majesty, please relax. I heard that the good boy is on the border now. He has been there for more than ten days. There is nothing happening there so far. I think General Qin can bear it."

"It's so serious. Okay."

The left minister and Mrs. Qin are taking care of the affairs here. Qin Hengxuan is relieved. Before the good boy comes back, he has already packed his bags and plans to leave as soon as they come back.

But the good boy really came back. Mrs. Zuo Xiang hugged the good boy and cried non-stop, unwilling to let him go no matter what she said. In the past, she loved him so much even though they had no relationship. Now that she knew that this was her little grandson, it was even more... It hurt to the core. Mrs. Qin hugged her rolling balls and her tears kept flowing.

She really couldn't bear to leave. The thought of her child leaving was like tearing out her heart.

Qin Hengxuan could only stay one more night. The good boy pulled Yang Mingyi over. Meng Ruqing looked at Yang Mingyi, and Yang Mingyi saluted him nervously.

Meng Ruqing helped him up with a kind attitude: "You're welcome, we don't have to be like this in the future as a family."

Mrs. Qin came to see people with Gungundan in hand. As soon as the two little guys saw Yang Mingyi, they started to surround Yang Mingyi and scream. , did not accept life at all, and Gungun climbed directly on him. Yang Mingyi felt that this child was heavy, heavier than Guaizi, but it was very soft, and he felt like squeezing cotton.

"Guo Guo, your long drippings are so beautiful!"

Yang Mingyi's voice softened unconsciously: "You are also very cute."

Gungun laughed: "Guo Guo, you are very discerning!"

"No, no." Good boy Pat him: "Call uncle."

"Guoguo, don't slap your butt! Otherwise, Gungun will fart for you later."

The good boy patted his butt again: "I'm not afraid."

Gungun was very serious: "Ganggun farts for you. It's so loud that it can make you fly. Yesterday, grandma was slapped in the air. "

You're so smelly, grandma can't stand it. If you still fart and talk when you get home, daddy will punish you."

: "Father said that if you fart loudly, you will be spanked if you fart secretly, but if you fart loudly, dad will not spank you, Guo Guo, so don't scare us!"

There were three little guys here, chirping, Yang Mingyi Not so scared anymore, and the sadness of leaving home is lessened.

Qin Hengxuan was busy handing over military affairs to Zuo Xiang. Before he came back at night, Zuo Xiang's wife came to see Meng Ruqing.

A brazier was lit in the tent, and Meng Ruqing was sleeping against the bedside with her two children. Gungun was holding his hand, and Dandan was holding his legs. She was sleeping soundly, with her mouth watering.

During the time when Guaizi was away, the two of them were extremely clingy to Meng Ruqing in the evening. After eating at noon, it didn't matter if they didn't see Meng Ruqing. They could play with Mrs. Qin, dance for her, sing to her, or I was running around outside, and as soon as it got dark at night, I started asking for Meng Ruqing.

Sometimes Meng Ruqing is too busy to come over in time, so the two little guys sit on the stool and cry silently, and then call Uncle Tang and ask if he can cook two bowls of noodles for them. If they want to die or hang a bird, their last wish is A bowl of noodles with two pounds of pork and three fried eggs.

Mrs. Zuo Xiang saw how fat their little arms were, one by one, and their little faces were flushed from sleep. She couldn't help but smile and said: "I went to see them when they were just born, and I didn't see them so fat at that time."

Meng Ruqing He smiled and said, "My child has a good appetite." He could eat several bowls every time.

In the past, Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao were more under control. When they came here, the cooks at the back worked hard to make food for them. Lao Jiang showed the two children that nothing was wrong and they didn't have any food. Qin Hengxuan then told him that the child could eat whatever he wanted.

I can't get any fatter now.

"When Brother Zhao was pregnant with them, Fang Xiaozi was looking for things to supplement him everywhere. These two children are also in good health. They have been running around all day, and the military area will be trampled by these two little guys. I didn't see them complaining about being tired."

Mrs. Zuo Xiang said, "It's not easy to have a baby, especially two. Brother Zhao suffered a lot at that time, but even though he was pregnant, I didn't see him resting. "Mother, "

Meng Ruqing looked at her: "What do you want to say?"

"Brother Zhao, mother..."

This man had bullied Fang Zichen and thought he was from a small place.

Meng Ruqing knew about this, and had originally thought of returning to Beijing to meet her.

"His mother is his mother, and Brother Zhao is Brother Zhao." Meng Ruqing said truthfully: "This is a very diligent child, and I like him very much."

Mrs. Zuo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, Fang Zichen dotes on him I love you very much. I'm just afraid that he won't get close to you after you go over. I'm afraid you'll feel unhappy if you see that he's nice to Brother Zhao. Although I know you're not such a person, I still don't say these things. I'm worried." She paused and then said: "I think Mr. Fang has a good temper, but there are some things that I can't say for sure. I can't tell whether he wants to recognize you. If he doesn't want to... "..."

Seeing Meng Ruqing's face turn pale instantly, she felt uncomfortable, but she had to say something: "Brother Qing, as parents, we don't ask for anything else, we just want our children to be well. He If you blame you and don't want to come back, don't do anything stupid. You can't always think about your son. If you don't think about Xuan'er, his life has not been easy these years. "It's not easy for

Meng Ruqing to have no child, but. The same was true for Qin Hengxuan. Everyone was concerned about Meng Ruqing crying bitterly, but no one noticed his silent sadness.

He blamed himself and was in pain, but he still tried his best to take care of Meng Ruqing, who had suffered a mental breakdown due to the loss of his son

. Few people asked about the pain of twenty years, and he never mentioned it himself.

It was impossible for Meng Ruqing not to know, but knowing that made him feel even more guilty. He nodded: "Mom, I know."

In early January, Qin Hengxuan led 20 Qin soldiers and four carriages, and drove all the way to Quzhou. Set off.

Not to mention Mrs. Qin and Mrs. Zuo Xiang were reluctant to part with them, even the small soldiers were reluctant to part with them.

Chapter 427:

Gungundan was in the military camp, running around all day, not afraid of anyone, this uncle and that uncle were shouting, the military camp was bustling, and now that we were gone, everyone felt that they were not used to it.

On the eve of departure, Mrs. Qin gave Meng Ruqing a small box, which was full of bills, house deeds, and land deeds.

"Mom, this is..."

"Give it to Zichen for me." Mrs. Qin said: "This is a meeting gift. If he likes it, you tell him that I still have a lot. As long as he comes back, I will give it to you all." Give it to him."

Qin Hengxuan took out the land deed and said, "Mom, is this the land deed of Zhuangzi next to Huguo Temple in the suburbs of Beijing?"

Mrs. Qin took a look and nodded: "Yes!

" I want it from you. You said it was your dowry and you want to keep it for me.

If you don't want to give it to me, you won't even give it to your son, but you are willing to give it to your grandson.

Qin Hengxuan felt sour in his heart.

"What do you know?" Mrs. Qin said, "I've given it to you, so what can I do to coax my grandson? He has been raising three children with Brother Zhao all these years. I don't know how hard it has been. If I give him a little, you will be jealous!"

" How can that be possible?" Qin Hengxuan said hurriedly: "He is my son, and everything that is mine belongs to him."

...

Zhang Quan sent the Imperial Guard back to Quzhou to report.

Brother Zhao was still in Anxi County when he received the letter.

Before the mountain was exploded, we conducted on-site inspections for more than a month and initially planned nine plans. After everyone combined, eight were finally eliminated.

The wind was strong and the fog was heavy at the beach. Fang Zichen, wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket, led a few fishermen who were familiar with the surrounding sea areas to patrol. Just after returning to the shore at noon, Brother Zhao rushed over happily, with a round face like a plate. Live excitedly.

"Husband, husband." He said happily.

Fang Zichen poked him in the face: "What are you doing? Did you pick up the money?"

Brother Zhao: "No, Guaizi and Get Out are coming back."

"What?" Zichen was also happy now: "When will you come back? Today "I miss that brat."

Brother Zhao was also very happy. This letter was sent from there at the beginning of the month. The carriage will be slower: "It's probably eight or nine days away."

Fang Zichen said immediately. Jihoho: "Then let's go back quickly!"

Brother Zhao frowned slightly: "What about things here?"

"I can't be in a hurry." Fang Zichen stopped his shoulder and took him back: "After the New Year Come again! "

Although the plan has been finalized, the big project is about to enter the new year, and there will definitely be people recruiting, but let everyone celebrate the reunion first!

The two of them first lived in a small village near the sea. As soon as they returned to their place of residence, Brother Zhao couldn't wait to pack his things: "Brother Zhou wrote a letter before, saying that the small merchants from Qinzhou came to buy goods again, but this time I want a large quantity, so I asked if I could give you the lowest price. "

There are many traders out there, and the news is well-informed and spreads quickly. First, they are selling goods in Shangyang. Shangyang is far away from Qinzhou. Now Qinzhou. Businessmen all over the country know about it, which shows that instant noodles and sweet potato noodles have spread widely.

It's not surprising, it's something new after all.

As soon as the merchants outside entered Shangyang, the carriages stopped and people came up to ask questions.

"Are you from Ganzhou? Do you sell instant noodles?"

"Is there any sweet potato starch?" "Is there any toilet paper? I ran out of the two piles I bought last time. I have been exhausted from squatting in the latrine these

days."

It sounds like they are not from Qinzhou caravan, but from Qinzhou, but they are here to buy jade.

Oh, forget it, I'm not interested.

Seeing that they were disappointed, and there were so many coming and going, the merchants outside also knew about it.

"Sweet potato starch? What is it? Brother, can you explain it carefully?"

Several businessmen listened to the people on the Shangyang side praising sweet potato starch and instant noodles again and again. They wanted to know more clearly. , when the merchants came back and thought about it, they wanted to buy some goods and take them back to Qinzhou to try and sell them.

Qinzhou is close to Qianzhou, and the weather is cold, so every household cooks less food. These days, people mostly use lard, which becomes oily when it gets cold. I heard people from Shangyang say that the sweet potato noodles will follow Stewed in bone soup, the taste is also delicious.

Although the brave ones will be starved to death, the timid ones will be starved to death, and those who do business must be bold, but everyone at the beginning did not dare to take too much, so they just wanted to get a few hundred kilograms and go back to take a look.

It turned out to be easy to sell later, and it was sold out in less than two days.

What these merchants usually do is to sell things from the south to the north, and sell things from the north to the south, and make a profit, which is not much. Big merchants look down on them, like those doing business in Shangyang, who know that instant noodles, Rice paper is easy to sell, but the journey is really far. If you want to make a lot of money from a trip, you have to sell it at a high price, but it is too high and people don't want to buy it! It would take three to three months to go back and forth, and it would not be enough to just eat grass while pulling the goods. The horse feed is also expensive. If you make a hundred or two hundred in one trip, people think it is not worth running, and the money is not worth it.

However, it is difficult for small merchants to do business, and all they earn is hard-earned money. They only earn tens or hundreds of taels each time they make a trip, so they are willing to run.

The first time the sales were good, everyone knew it. Now they wanted to buy more and sell them to Linjiangzhou, including rice paper, toilet paper, beef jerky and so on.

Several factories have sold a lot of goods recently. This is a sign. I am afraid that more merchants will come here in the future. When the waterway is opened, I am afraid that big merchants will come. Brother Zhao asked the next few factories to store more goods. , otherwise I might not be able to sell enough during the Chinese New Year.

"Okay!" Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao looked at him: "How much should I pay?"

Fang Zichen didn't even think about it: "Forty Wen."

This price is reasonable.

The first one they paid was sixty-eight cents per catty. Qinzhou was not as good as Shangyang, but I think there were still people who bought fifty or sixty cents per catty.

Brother Zhao nodded: "Then let's go to Anhe Village!"

Fang Zichen: "Ah? Can someone just bring a letter?" What are you doing there? It's been cold recently, and it's not very comfortable to ride a horse. It's so cold.

Brother Zhao smiled: "Guaizi and Gedan like to eat sausages. I want to pick two pigs over there and make some for them to eat when they come back."

"Then I guess I have to kill three pigs. I'm afraid two pigs won't be enough. "Fang Zichen said.

His son may have made it.

Since his son wanted to eat, Fang Zichen would have to go there not only because it was cold, but also because Fang Zichen had to go under the knife.

The Chinese New Year is a little later this year, and the Chinese New Year is in mid-February. Although it is a little late, it can be delicious after smoking it day and night for more than ten days.

Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen went directly to Anhe Village.

I originally thought it would take more than a week for the good boy to come back, but Meng Ruqing was in a hurry and rushed day and night.

At this moment, he just wanted to get to Fang Zichen as quickly as possible.

The fact of Qin Hengxuan's trip was not revealed. The Qin family's army all dressed up as guards and passed through the towns, which avoided a lot of trouble. Otherwise, the officials below knew that he was coming and would definitely greet him and deal with it. I'm afraid it would be It won't take long either.

As soon as he entered Qianzhou and stepped onto the cement road, Meng Ruqing began to lift the car curtain and look out frequently. The weather on the road was mostly gloomy, and the cold wind was blowing. Along the way, some people saw the good boy, recognized him, and chased him. As he stuffed something into him, Meng Ruqing felt happy and sad at the same time.

It's noon now, and we have entered southern Sichuan. The cement road stretches forward without end. The rice fields on the roadside are full of green vegetables. From time to time, we can see a few women pulling vegetables in the field with their baskets bent, and children wearing cotton padded clothes on the ridges of the fields. Chasing and quarreling, it was a beautiful scene in the countryside, but Meng Ruqing had no intention of admiring it:

"Brother Xuan, are you arriving soon?"

He was not familiar with the terrain of Quzhou, Qin Hengxuan sighed helplessly, but within two hours, Meng Ruqing had already asked nine questions The next time, the cold wind blew into the car, and Qin Hengxuan put some clothes on him.

"We have just entered Qianzhou. It will probably take a few days. It's windy outside. Please be careful and don't catch the wind and cold."

Meng Ruqing pursed her lips and clenched her fists.

Qin Hengxuan opened his hand and found that his palm was cold and full of cold sweat.

"Brother Xuan, I'm a little nervous." Meng Ruqing lowered his head, his eyes were hidden in the shadows and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but his voice was trembling:

"If I had listened to you and not insisted on going back to Beijing, right? Wouldn't it be like this? I...I didn't protect my child well. Tell me, will he hate me? Will he drive me away when he sees me?"

Qin Hengxuan sighed, He pulled him into his arms and said warmly: "No."

Meng Ruqing looked very haggard. The closer he got to Fang Zichen, the more uneasy he became. He didn't have a good rest for several nights. When he lay down, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, even though he was too tired. , I fell asleep for a short time, and always had nightmares. I dreamed that when he went down to the cliff, the child had been smashed into a puddle of flesh and blood.

Then he dreamed that Fang Zichen pointed at him and asked him fiercely why he showed up again. He would be better off without him.

Why didn't you protect him? Do you know how he lived these years?

The questioning voice was extremely sharp, and the guilt and self-blame forced him to nearly collapse.

Meng Ruqing was so confused that he did not dare to sleep. The bumpy road ahead and the nightmares made him even more exhausted physically and mentally. His hair, which was half white before, had become much whiter in just a few days.

He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He had arrived in a hurry and didn't have time to dye his hair. If the child saw it, would he dislike him?

Qin Hengxuan was no less worried than him. He knew that it would be useless no matter how much he said at this moment, so he had to bring Gungundan over. These two little guys were always chattering, and Meng Ruqing probably had no time to think.

When setting off, Lao Jiang grabbed some medicine. At night, Qin Hengxuan asked someone to stop the horse, thinking of giving him some medicine first. But it seems that eating it doesn't have much effect.

Meng Ruqing fell asleep briefly, but her brows were still furrowed.

Lao Jiang said that this disease is just like this. Even though the master knows that it is not good, he cannot control it.

Qin Hengxuan held his hand and rested his forehead on the back of his hand, sitting quietly all night.

As soon as he arrived at Pingxiang Village, the boy rushed home in a hurry, but he missed the target.

Mr. Lu was coming back from the fields with a hoe on his shoulder.

Guaizai called him, "Grandpa Lu, have you seen Guaizai's father and daddy?" Why is there no one at home?

Mr. Lu hadn't seen him for a long time. Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao came back first. The villagers didn't see the children. After asking, they found out that some of the children had gone to visit people and some of them came back later.

At this moment, Mr. Lu touched his head: "Master Fang and Mrs. Fang went to Anhe Village, they just went there a few days ago."

The good boy immediately rushed to Anhe Village.

Pingxiang Village and Anhe Village were only a day's journey away, and it was already getting late. Mr. Lu advised him to take a rest. It was difficult to travel in the cold weather, and what to do if he caught a cold at night.

But Guaizi hasn't seen Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao in almost two months. Thinking about them makes his head explode, so he doesn't want to.

After this rush, we did not arrive at Anhe Village until the next morning.

Before they even entered the village, everyone heard a noise. The good boy seemed to hear Fang Zichen's voice faintly. He jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, looked up, and his eyes widened instantly.

Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing also came down and looked at the scene in front of them. Then they were dumbfounded and didn't understand what happened.

I saw more than 40 pigs running all over the field in front of me, and a crowd of people in the village. Some were chasing the pigs, and some were being chased by the pigs. There were men and women, old and young, almost the whole village. Everyone was out, running around, as if they were racing against humans and pigs, chasing each other, it was so lively.

Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing glanced at this man and stopped at it. One reason was that he stood out from the crowd and had an outstanding appearance, and the other reason was...

the pigs running around in the field didn't look the same. He is generally strong, and it looks like he weighs at least three hundred kilograms to go up. It is not easy to catch such a big guy, but at this moment, there is a young man who is very tough, among the noisy crowd. What is particularly eye-catching is that he held a pig's hind legs in one hand. With his own strength, he grabbed the two pigs hard and couldn't escape. They could only scratch the soil with their front feet and keep squealing.

It has been drizzling for the past few days. The sweet potatoes in this sweet potato field were dug just a month ago. The soil is very soft and the top layer is muddy.

The pig's hind legs were dirty, and all the dirt flew towards Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen couldn't bear it anymore, but he couldn't bear to let go of the three taels in his left hand and the three taels in his right hand. How could he get the cooked duck? Did it fly? If you want to run away, you have to step over his body.

He held on tightly and shouted loudly: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, come quickly! I've caught them."

Brother Zhao ran from a distance carrying a dustpan and got closer, afraid of the pigs . He bit his butt, covered the pig's head with a dustpan, and then sat on it. It seemed that he wanted to crush the big guy to death, but he underestimated the enemy. The pig roared as if someone had stabbed its neck, and got up. With a sharp shake of his head, Brother Zhao flew out directly.

Fang Zichen was shocked: "Ah! Brother Zhao."

No matter how heavy a pig is, it is not as heavy as a husband. Fang Zichen hurriedly let go and looked at Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao was so dazed from the fall that he was shaking when he lifted him up. Youyou couldn't stand firmly. Fortunately, there were no rocks in the ground and it was soft. Otherwise, he would have been carried back by now.

Fang Zichen helped him brush off the mud on his body and said anxiously: "Brother Zhao, are you okay?"

Brother Zhao shook his head, and after two minutes of waking up, he quickly pointed: "It's okay, husband, that pig is going to run up the mountain. Go and catch it quickly, don't let it escape, I want to kill it for my son to eat."

After looking at it, Guaizi understood that it must be a pig from the pig factory that escaped.

His big eyes flickered, and he looked excited. Without saying a word, he turned around and took out a stick from the carriage: "Father, my good boy is here to help you."

"Ah! Damn it." Fang Zichen looked for the sound and saw Guaizi suddenly became happy and rushed over.

"Son, are you back? Oops, there are two pigs running towards you. Stop them quickly and don't let them run into the mountains."

"Okay." The good boy ran over, picked up the stick and drove away, but then The pig was fed and was not afraid of people. Seeing that he was smaller than me and not a threat, he even wanted to bump into him.

Guaizi shouted, "Don't come over!" But the pig was disobedient. The good boy didn't want to be humiliated by the pig. When he saw it running towards him, he jumped up and hit it on the butt with a stick. The pig was beaten and screamed.

This guy has no conscience and knows how to beat pigs.

The pig recognized the current situation as a hero, and immediately did not dare to run into the mountains, then turned around and ran back to the village.

As soon as Fang Zichen came over, the good boy threw the stick into his arms, hugged his neck tightly with his hands, clamped his waist with his legs, lay on him like a monkey, and called him sticky, with a soft voice: "Father father."

Fang Zichen kissed him several times: "Er, my little baby, you are finally back. Father misses you so much."

The good boy rubbed his face: "Good boy, I miss you too."

He never I haven't been away from Fang Zichen for so long.

As soon as Gungundandan heard Fang Zichen's voice, he jumped down from the carriage, and then he was about to pounce on Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen said like a celebrity meeting, "Line up, come one by one." Gungundandan

said She missed him so much that she couldn't help but crawl on top of him.

"Father, Gungun misses you so much."

Fang Zichen felt that this child was as heavy as the two pigs just now. When he touched it, it was all fucking meat: "I wonder, you seem to have gained weight again."

Gungun laughed.

Dandan frowned: "Father, you, Simo, are a little smelly?"

"I just caught the pig! Does it smell good?"

"It's smelly."

"What's the smell? It's obviously sweet. Smell it carefully." "

"Oh, it seems to be true."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This stupid son.

The four father and son started playing around as soon as they met. As soon as Brother Zhao came over, the three children changed positions and climbed on him, hugged his neck, kissed him, and called him daddy.

As soon as Qin Hengxuan saw Fang Zichen, he never looked away.

At first, everyone always said that Fang Zichen looked like Meng Ruqing. Qin Hengxuan thought that Fang Zichen looked like Meng Ruqing at most. But at this moment, he finally understood. What everyone said was not an exaggeration. They were exactly the same. This boy said that he was not his son. I wouldn't believe it even to death.

Meng Ruqing froze, looking at Fang Zichen in a daze.

In this world, relatives probably have feelings for each other. As soon as Fang Zichen met Meng Ruqing's eyes, he felt that the blood in his body was boiling.

Meng Ruqing's vision was almost blurry, and his heartbeat seemed to be deafening. He tried his best to suppress the ecstasy and throbbing in his heart, trying to be normal, but when his eyes met, all the pain of the past twenty years came flooding back at this moment.

——It turns out that time has not diluted his pain, not even a trace has been erased.

He looked straight at Fang Zichen, tears falling uncontrollably. His mouth moved, but he couldn't make any sound, as if someone had grabbed his throat.

Fang Zichen blinked, wondering why these two big guys were here, and even said hello with a smile, but when Brother Zhao saw Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing's abnormal appearance, his whole body suddenly became excited.

"Husband..."

Fang Zichen couldn't explain why when he saw Meng Ruqing like this. He felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. He didn't know why he was crying, but he had important things to do at the moment and asked Uncle Tang to take them to Liu's house to rest first. , he caught the pig and will come later.

Yang Mingyi also got out of the car at this moment: "Brother Fang."

"Hey, I'll go, Brother Yi?" Fang Zichen was surprised and happy: "Why are you here too? Ah! No, the second senior brother is going to run into the mountains. Go up, brother Yi, go home with them for dinner first, come on,"

Fang Zichen roared and went to catch the pig.

Meng Ruqing stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to chase him, but thinking about it, his son probably only saw pigs.

The good boy followed behind Fang Zichen carrying a stick. The two of them seemed to be playing, not like they were herding pigs, but like they were here to play.

Gungun Dandan's eyes were very hot and he wanted to go, but Brother Zhao stopped him. If these two little guys really followed, he was afraid that the villagers would catch him, including his son.

Meng Ruqing and Qin Hengxuan did not want to go back, and watched eagerly as Fang Zichen led his son to chase the pigs and jump up and down in the field.

Guaizi's giggles could be heard far away. Qin Hengxuan looked at it and realized why Guaizi liked to hang out with his father so much. He could do business as if it were just for fun. At this moment, he saw Guaizi pounce on him. Lying on the pig's back, he hugged its neck and called Yaya: "Father, father, the good boy has caught a big pig, come here quickly."

Fang Zichen held a pig cage made of bamboo, three or two He ran in front of the pig, and when the pig rushed over, he directly lassoed the pig and his son.

Meng Ruqing: "..."

Qin Hengxuan: "..."

Yang Mingyi's eyelids twitched, he lowered his head, and his shoulders trembled.

Brother Zhao was also dumbfounded.

Qin Hengxuan finally understood now who Guaizi looked like with his unreliable appearance.

"What's going on?" He asked Brother Zhao, was there a pig disaster in the village?

"The pigs in the pig farm escaped." Zhao Geer said.

They had arrived at Anhe Village a few days ago, but Li Yisheng received a letter saying that his parents were here and asked them to go back to Quzhou for a meal. He told them that they had to go, so the trip was delayed. .

They had just arrived at Anhe Village the night before.

This morning he and Fang Zichen went to catch pigs, but the door was not closed properly. When they caught pigs, all the pigs ran out.

"Uncle Qin, you..."

"Guaizi is Fang Zichen's biological son, isn't he?" Qin Hengxuan asked suddenly.

Brother Zhao was about to open his mouth when Qin Hengxuan said again: "Brother Zhao, don't lie to your uncle."

Facing Meng Ruqing's red eyes, Brother Zhao was silent for a moment: "Yes."

Qin Hengxuan: "Where did he come from?

" I don't know." Brother Zhao said.

"Eggs look like me." Qin Hengxuan said.

Brother Zhao curled his fingers slightly, and his suspicion was confirmed at this moment.

Qin Hengxuan: "He is my son, Brother Zhao..."

...

After catching this pig for a long time, Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing saw that Fang Zichen was tired from running, so they sent the Qin family army to help, even thinking about it themselves They went to help, but Brother Zhao ran over and said that the meal was ready and asked them to eat first.

It was cold outside and Meng Ruqing was in poor health, so Qin Hengxuan took him back.

Yang Mingyi did not leave, but ran to the fields to help.

When the three of them teamed up, they were invincible. Yang Mingyi was handsome and bold. He used to watch people killing pigs without batting an eye. Now that they caught up with him, he just followed the good piglet's ears and tail and grabbed them randomly. When he got there, he called Fang Zichen. The pig cage was gone. Fang Zichen went up with the hemp rope and tied it up. It wasn't

until the afternoon that the pig-catching team came back covered in mud. Everyone was sweating profusely. The boy's face was flushed. He held Fang Zichen in one hand and Yang Mingyi in the other: "Uncle Yang, is it fun to catch pigs?"

Yang Mingyi's head was full of tears . Ni nodded and said nothing, but his eyes were shining.

Fang Zichen was squatting on the ground washing his hands when Meng Ruqing jumped over and said anxiously: "Are you back?"

Fang Zichen subconsciously asked: "Isn't it obvious enough that I'm back?"

Meng Ruqing: "..."

Chapter 428

Seeing Meng Ruqing embarrassed and at a loss, Fang Zichen reacted, coughed, and subconsciously said: "Have you eaten?"

Meng Ruqing paused. He seemed to be very coaxing, and Fang Zichen made him happy with just one sentence. Get up: "Eat, eat."

Fang Zichen felt as if talking to Meng Ruqing was like looking in a mirror: "It's cold outside, and I think you don't seem to be in good health! Are you cold or tired from the road?"

Fang Zichen had just finished speaking. , and saw Meng Ruqing's tears falling again.

What's going on with this guy?

Is Sister Lin possessed?

He didn't say anything!

The uncomfortable feeling came up again. Meng Ruqing saw his brows frowning slightly and quickly wiped away his tears and said to go get him some food.

Fang Zichen looked at him steadily.

Brother Zhao came over and held his hand, thinking he had seen something: "Husband?"

Fang Zichen lowered his voice, covered his mouth and whispered in confusion: "Why is he always crying? Did he lose his money?

" Where is it?

Can you tell him.

Brother Zhao: "..."

This person really only cares about money.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Fang Zichen looked a little weird when he saw Brother Zhao staring at him.

Guaizi took Yang Mingyi to wash up. There was no one in the courtyard at the moment.

Brother Zhao hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Do you still remember what Nanny Feng said?"

How can I remember that Nanny Feng is getting older and loves to be verbose.

Brother Zhao took a deep breath: "He said that Dandan looks like Uncle Qin."

That seems to be the case.

Fang Zichen's mind reacted very quickly.

For a moment, his throat became hoarse: "You... what did you say?"

Brother Zhao repeated it, and then said: "Uncle Meng gave birth to a child in Donghuan Ridge back then, and the umbilical cord was not cut. He was thrown off the cliff by Mrs. Hou Fu. "

Oh.

That's such a coincidence. He's a fellow sufferer. His umbilical cord wasn't cut when he was thrown away... What

a coincidence! !

Fang Zichen held his head, lowered his eyes, stared at the ground blankly, and remained silent without saying anything more.

Brother Zhao looked at him worriedly: "Husband?"

Fang Zichen turned around and saw Qin Hengxuan standing at the door holding Gungun in his arms. Meng Ruqing was holding a bowl of rice, looking at him nervously with red eyes.

That gaze was so heavy that it made people's hearts sink. Fang Zichen's body was as stiff as a sculpture, unable to respond at all. He avoided Meng Ruqing's hopeful and anxious eyes, turned around and went back to the house, walking in a hurry, as if to escape, but even though he was far away, But he still felt like he was being stared at by a scorching gaze that could almost turn into substance. The gaze seemed to be warm, extremely hot, and seemed to be burning through the fabric of his clothes.

Even without looking back, he knew that Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing were looking at him...

His back was like a sharp knife gouging out his heart. Meng Ruqing's whole body was trembling: "Brother Xuan."

"It's okay, it's okay." Qin Hengxuan stroked him gently. Meng Ruqing stared at the rice in his hand and said softly: "We have missed each other for many years, take your time, he is just, just..."

Meng Ruqing stared at the rice in his hand and said: "He just can't accept it, yes, it must be like this, He just can't accept it for the moment."

His hands kept shaking and he kept comforting himself, even though the reason seemed pale and weak to him.

But in Qin Hengxuan's view, Fang Zichen's move was expected.

Qin Hengxuan comforted him and told Uncle Tang to boil some medicine.

Fang Zichen went back to the house and lay down on the bed, his mind seemed to be blank.

The good boy took a bath, dragged his little bundle and went to find Fang Zichen. Brother Zhao did not chase him in, but took Yang Mingyi to settle down first. He was not in the room at the moment.

"Father." The good boy took out his kicked teeth, which lay like millet grains in his little hands: "Father, look."

Fang Zichen took a look at it energetically: "You have lost your teeth again? Open your mouth and give me Let me take a look, are there two missing ones? "

"One was pulled out by the beautiful uncle, and one was kicked out by someone."

As soon as he heard Meng Ruqing, Fang Zichen felt unhappy, but at this moment, his mind was attracted by the second half of Guaizi's words.

"Kicked off?"

"Yeah!" Guaizi climbed onto the bed and lifted up his clothes to show him: "They even beat Guaizi!"

The bruises on his belly were still obvious, and Fang Zichen stood up eagerly. Put him on your lap and lift up his clothes to take a closer look. Good guy, there is still something on his back.

A burst of anger rushed directly from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, and his seven orifices were about to burst into smoke.

"Who hit you? What bastard? You're blind and you dare to hit my son. No, no, why did I hit you? You didn't do anything bad, right?"

If you do something bad and get beaten, then you have no one to blame.

"No, no, it's wrong to do bad things. Good boy doesn't do bad things." Good boy shook his head fiercely: "Good boy and grandpa went to fight, and the people over there beat me."

Fang Zichen's eyes widened and his voice rose. : "You really went to the war?"

"Yeah! Didn't the good boy write a letter and tell his father and dad? The good boy put on his father's red underwear and beat all the invincible hands in the world. Superman is invincible and powerful." The good boy smiled Hehe said.

Fang Zichen's heart was raised, and he looked at his little butt: "You... where are you covering up?"

The good boy touched his head and said, "On the head! The good boy's butt is still small, and it's all wet. " I can't wear it."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Okay.

Now it's really good. It's a shame to be sent to a foreign country.

When he first came to Daxia, he was wearing a pair of underwear. He was used to changing them in March. Later, when he went to the countryside, he followed the locals and imitated the people here to wear obscene underwear. However, he was still not used to it. He always felt that without underwear, no matter how much he wore, it would be too much. Just like walking around with his butt naked, he later bought some cloth and asked Aunt Liu to make it for him as she was told. After entering Beijing, Aunt Liu was not around, so Uncle Tang made it for him. He had never worn the red underwear. Although he is now poor, He was a little older and couldn't be too particular, but he couldn't do such a thing as letting his son break through the underwear he wore.

But just because you haven't worn it, doesn't mean you can put it on your head!

He was still thinking about promoting it and killing it, but now it's better, let's forget it. The aborigines don't understand at this moment. His son has not yet been disgraced. If he knew what the red thing was, he would probably die. All the ancestors will be embarrassed.

The good boy softly shouted: "Father, you want to avenge the good boy!"

Fang Zichen hugged him and asked him to sit on his lap: "You are too courageous. You dare to go even if your father is not here. You will be killed." Did you hit him?"

The good boy hugged him on all fours. He had just taken a bath, his hair was still messy, and he kept pressing on Fang Zichen's chest: "But the good boy wants to protect grandpa! He asked people to beat him around, and he was in pain and wanted to be kissed by his father. "

Fang Zichen kissed him on the belly a few more times, feeling distressed. He had never spanked this child before, and even if he had, he didn't use much force. This was his lifeblood! You can't let others touch you casually:

"Does it still hurt? Next time I see someone, I'll take care of him for you. If you dare to hit my son, it's against the law."

The good boy became happy: "Father loves being good most. "Hey."

Fang Zichen pinched his little nose, and all the troubles seemed to be gone.

The good boy twisted his little body and laughed.

He never stopped laughing as soon as he came back, he was so happy.

"Father, my dear boy came home last time."

"Huh?" Fang Zichen reacted: "Back to Xiaohe Village?"

"Yeah!"

Xiaohe Village was barren, but after all, he had lived there for a long time, and he knew people there. After seeing many people, Fang Zichen asked, "Are the village chief and the others okay?"

Guaizi said, they are all fine, but it feels like the village chief's grandpa and grandpa Liu are getting old.

"Aunt Meng cried too." He said at last.

Fang Zichen touched Guaizi's head and said nothing.

When they left Xiaohe Village, Meng was also hiding behind the crowd, watching Xiaofeng cry.

Later, when Liu Xiaoli died, he went back to attend the funeral. When the women in the village came to help, they also whispered to her, saying that after Xiaofeng was gone, all the work at home fell on her. Liu Gouzi was not a good person either. He used to be drunk. When Xiaofeng was gone, he loved to beat Xiaofeng, but now that Xiaofeng is gone, he beats Mengshi, so pitiful!

Liu Gouzi's life was unsatisfactory, and he was so failed that he could only beat women to feel proud. At that time, Fang Zichen felt that Meng was somewhat to blame.

But when Meng came and asked him hesitantly how Xiaofeng was doing, he knelt down to kowtow to him and begged him to take more care of Xiaofeng in the future. He helped Meng up and touched her body through the coarse cloth. When he saw Liu Xiaoli's bones, he thought of Liu Xiaoli lying in the main room, and Fang Zichen could somehow understand it.

After all, he grew up under the care of his parents and elder brother. He couldn't understand or even imagine how miserable a girl who was raised with feudal ideas lived. Looking at Meng, he thought she was to blame. , but the deep abyss cannot come out just by thinking about it.

Brother Zhao asked Yang Mingyi some questions, and when he entered the room, the good boy followed the same pattern and lifted up his clothes to show him.

Brother Zhao didn't have the ability to avenge him, but seeing that he was beaten, he would prepare something delicious for him.

Brother Zhao looked extremely distressed and extremely frightened.

At first, he felt that the Qin family did not dare to take the child to fight, so he did not bring him back. If his son had any shortcomings, he would probably have to face the ghost.

After coaxing the good boy to go out to play, Brother Zhao told Fang Zichen that Yang Mingyi had come to join them.

"He's been bullied!" Fang Zichen lay carelessly on the bed, with his hands on the back of his head, and said, "It's no wonder, he's almost catching up with me because of his appearance. I used to watch TV, and those young men loved to rob the young ones. You are a pretty little girl. He must be scared to be targeted by such a person. Go and tell him that when I am free next time, I will take him back to find a place. If he calls me brother, I will definitely give it to you. He took it out."

"Your son has already smashed the door of Renzhifu's house," Brother Zhao said.

"Ah?" Fang Zichen said dullly, "How long have you been out for? You've caused trouble for me again. You won't have to pay for it, right?"

Brother Zhao: "No, Uncle Qin took action."

"Oh." Fang Zichen said, "Then go and thank me."

Brother Zhao sat on the edge of the bed and lay on him: "Why don't you go?"

"I'm too embarrassed to go out." Fang Zichen said, "I feel like my butt is burning now. Brother

Zhao looked at him: "Why? Because of the relationship between Uncle Qin and Uncle Meng."

Fang Zichen shook his head: "No."

Brother Zhao said seriously: "But I heard that you are really their son?" Uncle Meng lost his child twenty years ago, you..."

He originally wanted to say that the age was not right, but then he suddenly remembered about Guaizi. At that time, he told Fang Zichen that Guaizi was his son. Fang Zichen didn't believe it, because he had only been back for more than a month after having a relationship with Brother Zhao, and then he 'came back' again inexplicably, and then the child turned three years old. How could he believe it? If it weren't for the veil and some of his remaining vague memories, he would definitely have felt that Brother Zhao was cheating on him.

The flow rates of time in the two space-times must be different.

Fang Zichen also knew where Donghuan Ridge was. He had read a lot of books at the Hanlin Academy. The geology of the Donghuan Ridge area was special and it was the largest official road from north to south, so it would naturally be recorded in the books.

Uncle Tang said that the child had a birthmark on his buttocks, and he indeed had one too.

Uncle Tang said that the birthmark was black and his was blue.

But Uncle Tang also said that the child had been held in the stomach for a long time before it came out. The child's whole body must have been red, and the blue birthmark was not obvious.

He has learned to paint. Mixing blue and red can create purple. When the indoor light is dim, purple can easily be mistaken for black.

Moreover, his son looks like a human being. If he is not related to Qin Hengxuan, then he is cheating.

Also, the sand and mud he carried when he was born...

suddenly appeared in the trash can as if out of thin air...

"I heard that Uncle Meng's son was thrown away by Aunt Meng . After going down the mountain, he disappeared without even a drop of blood," said Brother Zhao.

Fang Zichen slapped his butt: "It's really bloody, but you are not such a handsome, charming, and graceful young man."

Brother Zhao wanted to verify his guess: "Then you are really their son?"

"· "I guess so." Fang Zichen said depressedly: "I was wondering at first why he gave me such a big stack of banknotes for no reason. This thing doesn't burn my hands, so I thought he met some kind person. Well, in the end, there are still few good people like your husband in this world!"

Brother Zhao laughed: "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know," Fang Zichen said.

He was really at a loss, couldn't describe his mood at the moment, and didn't even know how to deal with it. If I hadn't mentioned it before, even though it was the first time Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing met, they were always sending things home, and Fang Zichen must have treated them warmly, making them feel like they were home.

But now that he was talking about it, he didn't know how to face it.

Really unprepared and caught off guard.

If I had to describe it, it would be like dreaming.

"Husband, do you blame them?" Brother Zhao suddenly raised his head and asked.

Fang Zichen opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't answer.

Complain?

It is undeniable that when he was pointed at and talked about whether he was sick, when those gossips were thrown at him one after another, at that moment, he complained, and he thought countless times about who his biological parents were. It's not that he had any hard reasons, but what kind of reason did he want to throw him in the trash can like garbage? He's not very big, so why not throw him outside? It doesn't take up any space.

Only unnecessary and useless garbage will be thrown into the trash can.

He couldn't figure it out and didn't know the reason, so he felt uncontrollably uncomfortable and complained.

There was even a time when he frantically signed up for many interest classes, and then repeatedly imagined that as long as he was good enough, would his parents come?

Will you regret it?

What should he do if they say they regret it and ask for his forgiveness?

He thought of many answers, including straightforward ones, telling them to get lost, and implicit ones, saying that I already have a family.

He fantasized about it countless times.

But I didn't think about it anymore. He was still young at that time, but grandpa knew that he was smart and didn't fool him. He just held him and pointed into the distance, saying that people should always look forward and keep staring at their feet. As far as you can see, there is only that small area. If you raise your head, there will be more beautiful scenery in the distance.

There is no need to hold on to one thing all the time. The more painful it is, the more you should bury it. Always think that apart from making your life miserable, you will gain nothing.

He hadn't thought about it for more than ten years. Now that he was suddenly faced with it, he was really at a loss and didn't know how to face it.

Brother Zhao didn't know how to persuade him. Putting himself in his shoes, if he, although he was his biological parents, had not seen each other for more than 20 years and was now better than a stranger, how could he be able to accept it right away? Make out with people.

Emotions come from getting along, and they are accumulated over time, a slow process of precipitation.

Fang Zichen was hiding in the house and did not dare to come out. The three children had no choice but to run inside if they wanted to play with him.

"Father, let's play a game of imitating small animals!"

"Okay!"

Meng Ruqing stood outside the house, listening carefully to what was going on in the house. Although he couldn't see it, he still stared at the door, unable to see. Fang Zichen, but listening to his voice, he seemed to feel satisfied.

Brother Zhao saw him standing still. In the howling cold wind, his figure became thinner and thinner. From a distance, he looked lonely and lonely.

Brother Zhao finally couldn't bear it: "Uncle Meng, let's go into the house and light a fire!"

Meng Ruqing was silent for a moment and nodded.

There was a fire in the main room, and the charcoal was burning brightly.

Not only was Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu very happy when Guaizai and Guedan came back, but she was also excited to see Brother Yi.

Uncle Liu was busy, and now he placed a few sweet potatoes on the iron square brazier.

Although he was a little afraid of Qin Hengxuan and didn't know his specific identity, it was obvious that he and Aunt Liu had some guesses about Meng Ruqing, so they still asked him if he wanted to eat? The sweet potatoes baked in this way are very fragrant.

Qin Hengxuan wanted to refuse, but he didn't know what to do at the moment. He didn't dare to press forward, so he said: "Then bake two of them for me." "

Okay, okay." Uncle Liu said happily: "These sweet potatoes are dug When I came back, I specially picked this big one to dry under the roof. It's almost one month old. It must be delicious now. My grandson and I used to love it most."

"Yes! Your grandson's name is Liu Liu. "

"Yes, yes." Qin

Hengxuan looked around and asked, "Why haven't I seen him?"

"There have been many people coming to ask for goods recently, and he went to work in the factory with his father."

Qin Hengxuan sighed: "I heard from my dear boy that Yoyo is only a few months older than him! That means he is eight years old, and he already knows how to help the family at a young age."

Uncle Liu smiled and said: "How can this be considered sensible? Most of the children in the village start helping the family at the age of three or four. "

Children from poor families had already come in when

Meng Ruqing came in and started warming themselves by the fire. Qin Hengxuan just patted his hand and said nothing else.

When Liu Xiaowen and Brother Zhou came back in the evening, they naturally had another lively meal.

Even though Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing were dressed low-key, they knew they were nobles just by looking at them. Aunt Liu didn't dare to treat them lightly. They killed chickens and fish with Uncle Tang. They knew from the beginning that the good boy was coming back. Aunt Liu and Liu My uncle went to town and bought a lot of chickens and ducks to raise later.

There was someone selling tofu in the next village, and Aunt Liu asked Brother Zhao to buy some.

Yang Mingyi went with him. Brother Zhao saw that he had grown a lot taller, even reaching his earlobes. He looked more and more outstanding, so it was no wonder that he was being targeted.

"Are you tired from the journey?" he asked.

"It's okay." Yang Mingyi said.

Although it was a bit of a rush along the way, the bedding in the car was thick and spacious, the driver drove steadily, and Gungundandan occasionally accompanied him, so the time passed quickly.

Yang Mingyi tugged at his sleeves and took out a stack of bills: "Brother Zhao..."

Brother Zhao was startled for a moment, but didn't take it away. He just stopped and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Yang Mutao sent the child over because he was embarrassed. He couldn't let the child live and eat in other people's homes for free. He sold the Zuixiao Building and some of the land under his name, and collected 600 taels for Yang Mingyi to bring over.

"Take this banknote back." Brother Zhao said, "Be yourself when you come here."

Yang Mingyi whispered, "But..."

After all, he is a good person. He doesn't like to take advantage of others. Brother Zhao Er thought for a while, he was alone and had no choice but to come to Qianzhou. He had no close relatives here, so he relied on them. Yang Mingyi was afraid that he would not live comfortably, so he would not be living under someone else's roof.

He counted three and took them out. When Yang Mingyi was about to speak, Brother Zhao said first:

"Keep the rest and always keep some for yourself. When you come here, just treat it like your own home. You're welcome. Yang Mingyi lowered his eyes: "

I know, thank you, Brother Zhao."

The village next door is not far away, and it is quick to go along the cement road. Everyone in the village recognizes Brother Zhao and greets him politely when he meets Yang Mingyi. Curious, he asked who he was.

Brother Zhao said: "My brother."

Everyone understood: "It turns out he is Mr. Fang's younger brother! Sure enough, it's also a show, a show..."

Yi Biao didn't understand anything, he just kept praising him. Yang Mingyijun.

Brother Zhao: "..."

Obviously he was talking about his younger brother, but everyone said he was my husband's younger brother. What does this mean?

Does it mean he is ugly?

But his husband loves him like this the most!

In the evening, there was a table full of dishes cooked by Brother Zhao. Yang Mingyi and Brother Zhou helped with the cooking. The children were ignorant. Although the good boy knew a little, he didn't dare to say anything at the moment. See The two younger brothers held the bowls and ate deliciously, and he also ate silently.

Meng Ruqing felt relieved when she saw that Fang Zichen was willing to come out to eat.

It's impossible not to eat. I haven't even eaten the lunch meal. People are like iron and rice is like steel. If I don't eat even one meal, I will feel hungry. If there is any trouble, I have to do it for a few bowls of rice.

The authentic tofu is fried, then simmered with sauerkraut and beef for almost an hour. It is delicious and delicious.

Seeing that Fang Zichen seemed to like it, Qin Hengxuan nervously picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his bowl.

Fang Zichen stiffened slightly, looked up at him, and finally said: "Thank you."

Qin Hengxuan didn't expect Fang Zichen to accept it, so he couldn't help but said excitedly: "You're welcome, do you like this pickled cabbage?"

"I love it! Very much. Appetizing." Fang Zichen said.

Meng Ruqing also tried to strike up a conversation, and Fang Zichen responded as usual, but before saying a few words, Fang Zichen started talking to Yang Mingyi.

"Uncle Yang can't come over?"

"He wants to take care of grandma," Yang Mingyi said.

"That's it!" Fang Zichen remembered that Mrs. Zheng was already over seventy years old. There was no square dance for her this summer, nor was she in the village. She could go out for a walk and only eat and supplement her body. I'm afraid her physical condition would be poor. Great:

"Old man, it's really hard to be tired, but it's okay. Come here, Brother Fang will protect you from now on. I'm not bragging. I'm doing so well now. If any bastard tries to hit you again in the future, you'll have to pay attention." Tell me, I have to cut off his legs. What the hell, the book has been read into the dog's belly."

Qin Hengxuan echoed: "That's right, that's right, I heard that he is only eighteen, and he has been there for several years. I have a concubine and I'm having sex."

"Really?" He thought he was an infatuated man who had no choice but to go to extremes.

As a result, people were already hugging each other.

That's the desire to see naked/naked/naked.

Fang Zichen was immediately filled with righteous indignation, forgetting Qin Hengxuan's identity: "I'm going to support him, but he's a hungry ghost? He has a group of wives and concubines, and he's still not satisfied? Brother Yi, what the hell is that Wu Zhang like?"

Yang Mingyi Before they could speak, Guaizi raised his hand: "Guaizi knows, Guaizi knows, father, he looks like a human being, with two eyes, two nostrils, and one mouth."

Fang Zichen: "... "Is he handsome?"

Guai Zai thought for

a while: "A little bit." Wu Wenjie is certainly a bookish person.

Fang Zichen frowned: "How dare you even think about my brother? I won't skin him next time."

Qin Hengxuan smiled and said, "I'll hold him down for you!"

"Okay, Uncle Qin. So loyal."

Qin Hengxuan stiffened and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but he still smiled and said, "It's necessary."

He sang along with Fang Zichen, and they had a common language.

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Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, little Kenai (=^▽^=)

Chapter 429

Meng Ruqing looked at the two of them like this and couldn't tell how she felt. She was about to pick up some vegetables when she lowered her eyes and found that there was an extra piece of chicken in the bowl.

He looked at the boy, who smiled at him: "Uncle beauty, hurry up and eat. My dad's fried chicken is delicious."

Meng Ruqing smiled slightly, and the child still remembered that he liked to eat chicken.

This chicken is indeed delicious. The chicken cooked in the tavern outside is beautifully arranged in a pot, and it makes you appetizing. The chicken on the table today is cooked whole, cut into pieces, stir-fried, and then put on a plate directly. There are no side dishes for decoration, but they are very fragrant.

Brother Zhao put some chili oil, crushed garlic, some perilla, coriander, soy sauce and sesame seeds, and stir-fried it all at once. The chicken was browned. Although it was a bit hard, it tasted very fragrant and was not greasy at all. , Meng Ruqing had never eaten anything like this before, and after taking a bite, her eyes lit up.

The good boy was gnawing on a big pig's trotter, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his little mouth was oily, and with a squeal, the big fat meat on the pig's leg disappeared. The pig's trotters were stewed until they were soft, and he swallowed them in two or two. : "Is it delicious, Uncle Beauty?"

Meng Ruqing said: "Yeah! It's delicious."

"Then, good boy, I'll pick it up for you." He changed the chopsticks and picked up two pieces for Meng Ruqing before stopping, but he didn't Take too much, because others will eat it too.

Although there are many dishes on the table, his favorite is the chicken fried by his father. He wanted to share it with Uncle Meiren in the past, but there was no chance. Now Uncle Meiren goes home with him, and he is really happy.

Meng Ruqing took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Thank you, dear boy."

"You're welcome!"

The table was full of people, and the small family didn't follow the rules so much. They ate and chatted while serving hot food. Lively.

Meng Ruqing looked at Qin Hengxuan, then at Fang Zichen. He was sitting next to Brother Zhao and several children. At first, his heart seemed to be empty, but now it seemed to be full. If the children could call him, Dad, I have no regrets in this life.

The yard of the Liu family was very large, and I originally thought that Zhao Geer and Fang Zichen might occasionally bring their children to stay here for a while. Li Yisheng knew that they wanted the cement, so he sent an ox cart to pull it over without asking for their money, so Uncle Liu After making the decision, we built seven rooms directly, but there were so many people at the moment that there wasn't enough room for them. Fortunately, there was a rest room over there at the sweet potato factory. Sometimes there were too many sweet potatoes to peel, and we had to work continuously at night, otherwise they would be peeled. It would turn black if left there for a long time. When they were too busy, Zhou Geer and Liu Xiaowen took a break in the factory. There were beds and quilts there and it was spacious enough, so they said they could just take Liuliu and live there.

Guaizi hadn't lived in a factory yet, so he immediately said he wanted to go.

The conditions in the village are relatively simple, but the quilts and everything are new. I guess I knew they were coming. They had just been exposed to the sun, and there was a faint warm sun smell. Qin Hengxuan was used to it.

However, Meng Ruqing was not in good spirits after all, and after being tired all the way, he felt a little uncomfortable the next day. As soon as he left the room, he saw Uncle Liu building a large stove in the yard, and Aunt Liu was busy cleaning it. pot.

I'm going to kill a pig today.

Anhe Village was very poor from the beginning. There was not enough food for the people to eat, let alone raising pigs for meat. There was no one in the village doing this, and Fang Zichen didn't know how to do it anymore. In Xiaohe Village, he used to go to the village chief's house to kill people. Once, he only helped catch pigs, and the people in the village were the ones doing the work.

Uncle Liu knew that he couldn't do it. He could just shave it off, but if he were to stab a pig, Uncle Liu would never dare to do it for him. Yesterday, when he went to catch a pig, he could do it so big. When this happened, the whole village was mobilized, and it took them a whole afternoon to catch all the pigs back. If I were to feed him now, I was afraid that instead of poking the pig's neck, he would stab his own thigh.

Uncle Liu had made an agreement with the butcher in the town to come over today.

They were elderly and had gotten up early to get busy. When they saw Meng Ruqing coming out, they had talked to each other yesterday. She looked like a person who was not easy to get close to, but she was a good person. Aunt Liu was not afraid and asked: "Why are you like this?" "Quick, but you're not used to sleeping?"

Meng Ruqing shook his head: "No, it's just that my throat is a little itchy." He coughed twice.

Aunt Liu knew: "You're afraid you're catching a cold. Go into the kitchen and light the fire. I'll make some ginger soup for you."

"Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome." There was already a fire on the stove, Liu The aunt washed the ginger, crushed it and put it in the pot. Brother Zhao came in. He knew that Meng Ruqing was not feeling well and wanted to send him to the town to see a doctor. Meng Ruqing shook his head: "It's not serious, just drink some ginger soup." I've never seen anyone killing a pig before. I want to take a look."

In addition to the butcher, Uncle Liu also called several men and women in the village to help. Fang Zichen was a sleeper, and when everyone came, he followed the two children on the bed. A deep sleep.

Meng Ruqing glanced at his room a few times, and then followed Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao asked him to rest. Not to mention that he had grown up with fine clothes and fine food and was probably even more indifferent than Fang Zichen. Even now, he was not feeling well, so how could he work with him.

But Meng Ruqing didn't dare to let himself be idle. He knew that there was something wrong with his brain. When he was idle, he would think about things and just think about doing something to distract himself.

Brother Zhao did not dare to assign heavy work to him. It happened that Guaizi and Yoyo came back from the factory hand in hand, so Brother Zhao asked them to take Meng Ruqing to the fields to pick some garlic leaves.

I hired someone to help me, so I had to leave some food for lunch. The pig-killing rice mostly consisted of fried pig offal and stewed pork belly with some Chinese cabbage.

This pork liver and pig lung have a stronger smell, so they have to be stir-fried with garlic sprouts to make them taste better.

The pig was carried, squealing all the way, and when it came to the yard, it saw the big iron pot boiling water in the corner of the yard. It seemed to know something, and it screamed even louder. Fang Zichen covered his head with the quilt, and the sound was still like It's like ringing in my ears.

It was so noisy that I couldn't sleep.

Gungundan rubbed his eyes and couldn't sleep anymore. He moved around in the quilt, pulling Fang Zichen and saying that he wanted to watch people kill pigs, so Fang Zichen had to put clothes on for them.

Before leaving the room, he thought of Guaizi's feat. Although he knew that no one understood it, Fang Zichen still felt a little ashamed for no reason. There were many people in the yard, so he didn't dare to go out. He asked Uncle Tang to watch the two children while he went there by himself. He went to the backyard, wanting to relieve himself, but saw Meng Ruqing and two children picking onion leaves. He subconsciously turned around and wanted to leave, but Meng Ruqing had already heard the noise and turned around.

It's not a good idea to leave directly now.

It's not polite.

"You're awake." Meng Ruqing stood up. He was happy when he saw Fang Zichen. His eyes were bright and clear. He heard from Brother Zhao that he loved sleeping in the most. It was still early now, so he said softly: "But I was disturbed. "Really?"

Fang Zichen snorted.

The good boy rolled his eyes, glanced at Meng Ruqing, and then waved to Fang Zichen: "Father, come and pick onions."

Aunt Liu planted few garlic seedlings, just a small piece, which can only be picked but not pulled out . It will grow again next time.

It was cold in winter, and some onion leaves were turning yellow. When Fang Zichen squatted down, the boy immediately came next to him and asked, "Is it cold, dad?"

Fang Zichen picked the onion leaves and said, "It's not cold! It's okay, you Xiaofeng It's cold where my brother is staying, and it's snowing!"

Guaizi said with envy: "Wow, brother Xiaofeng can make a snowman."

This kid likes to play in the snow, and his nose was so cold when he was in the capital. , he also made snowmen in the yard every day. Fang Zichen said: "Father will take you to ski there after the Chinese New Year."

The boy's eyes lit up and he became excited: "Is it true? Father, don't lie to the boy! "

Fang Zichen said boldly: "How can it be false? Your father is an honest, trustworthy, upright and kind-hearted man."

"Wow, what a great father."

"Uncle Fang, Liuliu also wants to go."

"Just go!"

Everyone returned the favor. They didn't go, and there were still several days before the Chinese New Year, but the two little guys immediately became happy, as if they were going to go soon. It was like they had been given a shot of blood, and they were picking green onion leaves very quickly.

Fang Zichen patted the good boy and said, "Son, the onion leaves are yellow and can't be eaten."

The good boy took a look and saw that the green onion leaves in his hand were indeed a little yellow, so he threw them away immediately, but he was at the age where he likes to ask questions . There is a big question mark in my mind: "Father, why can't we eat green onion leaves and vegetable leaves if they turn yellow?" Because

they are yellow and stale, nutrients are lost, and there may even be viruses, bacteria and other microorganisms. But even the children couldn't understand it, so Fang Zichen said: "Because it is yellow, it is an improper green onion leaf. People who eat improper green onion leaves will become improper."

Guaizi Scratching his head: "Is that so?" His expression was serious, as if he had already discovered the truth.

"No wonder my father wouldn't eat the vegetables when they turned yellow in the past. It turns out that's how it is. My dear, you understand. When vegetables turn yellow, they are not serious. If people eat them, it will be bad."

Fang Zichen was very pleased and touched it . His brain melon seeds: "Children can be taught."

Meng Ruqing: "..."

Meng Ruqing choked.

Although he has never cooked or grown vegetables, he is not stupid after all. He said that the boy looks smart and can learn whatever he is taught, but sometimes he feels stupid. He always liked to talk nonsense, he didn't know why, but now he understood, it was all Fang Zichen's fault.

Is this really a good way to teach your son?

He hesitated to speak to Fang Zichen, but without saying anything he started coughing again, very violently.

Fang Zichen moved his hands faster than his head, and subconsciously slapped him on the back like his body instinctively or accidentally.

The force was very light, but it was like a slap on the tip of the heart. Meng Ruking paused for a moment, and her heart felt warm: "Zichen..."

"Husband, husband." Brother Zhao ran over in a panic as if his buttocks were burning.

Fang Zichen stood up suddenly and said in surprise: "What's wrong? The pig ran away again?"

This can't be possible! They all invited Butcher Jiang to come. I heard that this man has been professionally killing pigs for thirty years. He can kill pigs so fast that they can fly. No pig has ever escaped from his clutches.

"No." Brother Zhao gasped: "Uncle Qin suddenly fainted."

Meng Ruqing hurriedly ran to the front yard. Qin Hengxuan had been carried to the bed. Pig blood was flowing all over the yard. The pig just now The struggle was fierce and pig blood was splashing everywhere, but everyone didn't care. At this moment, they were anxiously surrounding the door.

"What's wrong! Why did you suddenly faint when you were fine?"

"I don't know. Did you send someone to the town to call the doctor?"

"I did. Xiaoliu just went."

Meng Ruqing came out of the backyard and saw The courtyard was full of pig blood, so he knew that Qin Hengxuan had probably seen blood. He breathed a sigh of relief, explained a few words and let everyone go about their business.

Fang Zichen followed him in and took a look. Qin Hengxuan was lying very peacefully. He didn't know who helped him in. He also folded his hands on his abdomen. If he had put on a shroud, it would be so lively outside. It would be like eating a banquet. Same.

Gungun Dandan was lying on tiptoes beside the bed, very worried: "Beautiful uncle, handsome grandpa Simo Bird?"

Meng Ruqing said it was okay, he was bleeding and he would wake up immediately.

Fang Zichen had certainly heard of this, and it was not a big deal if he fainted with blood. He would wake up on his own if he didn't faint. He took Brother Zhao out again.

After the pig is slaughtered, it still needs to be shaved, disemboweled, the intestines need to be washed, and the meat needs to be chopped. It is a busy time, but it is really lively. At noon, Brother Zhao simply cooked a few pots of vegetables, all of which were sufficient. In the yard There were two tables inside, knowing that the people in the village were afraid of them and would feel uncomfortable if they went out. Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing didn't go out to eat, so Brother Zhao brought them in alone.

Qin Hengxuan knew that Fang Zichen loved this little brother the most besides his son. As long as Brother Zhao said something, it would be more effective than anything else. If Brother Zhao asked Fang Zichen to go to heaven, Fang Zichen would probably go to heaven.

He wanted Brother Zhao to help again. Brother Zhao was in trouble, but it wasn't because he didn't want to help!

If he talks too much, his husband might even beat him later!

This matter can't be rushed! he said at last.

Qin Hengxuan sighed helplessly, why didn't he know? Knowing is one thing, whether he can do it is another.

Although he never got to see the child, Fang Zichen wanted to get close to him as soon as he saw him, but he was worried that he would annoy others if he got anxious, and he was worried that he would be alienated from the child and would have objections to them.

He prides himself on being smart, decisive, and never afraid of trouble, because no matter what happens, he can afford it, but in this matter, he is unprecedentedly timid and hesitant.

There were many people invited, and the women and husbands in the village were very agile and filled the sausages in just one afternoon.

The preparation of this bacon is also very particular. Even if the filling is well done, if it is not smoked well in the later stage, the taste will be greatly reduced.

If the fire is too high, the smoked sausage will be soft and unpalatable.

Brother Zhao doesn't understand this very well.

It would also be troublesome to transport it back to Pingxiang Village, and the yard there was smaller, and the mud house was very crude, and I was afraid that it would not be able to accommodate so many people. Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu also thought about letting Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao stay for the New Year. It's always more lively when there are more people, otherwise with just a few members of the Liu family, it would inevitably be deserted.

Brother Zhao thought that Meng Ruqing was not in good health now and that officials from various places had also been here when he returned to Quzhou, so he agreed to stay.

Uncle Liu was so happy that he went to the mountains the next day to cut down a lot of pines and cypresses, which were the most fragrant when used for bacon.

It was a busy year at the end of the year. Fang Zichen had a lot of official duties and important matters, so Qin Hengxuan didn't bother him and took his children out for a walk every day.

Although Fang Zichen was a little confused about the appearance of Qin Hengxuan and Meng Ruqing, he did not avoid it. He accepted the almost flattering behavior of Meng Ruqing and Qin Hengxuan, but always maintained a polite distance.

Meng Ruqing didn't force it. As long as Fang Zichen didn't avoid him, he felt everything was fine. But every time Fang Zichen called him Uncle Meng instead of dad, Meng Ruqing felt extremely sad in his heart. He was too impatient and wanted to hear Fang Zichen call him. He called him daddy, but he had to endure it.

He followed Brother Zhao and learned to make rice cakes for the children, hoping to distract himself, but he had never done this kind of work before. He had always been waited on by others, without touching Yangchun water with his fingers, making a fire and filling it with firewood. He refused to go in, so he tried his best and finally broke the bottom of the pot. The water in the pot flowed into the stove.

There was a swish sound, followed by thick smoke.

The dough in Brother Zhao's hand fell to the ground, and he was a little stunned. He knew that Meng Ruqing came from a wealthy family and could not distinguish between grains and grains, so he asked him to help look after the fire. There was no technical content in this matter, but...

his family The sweet boy is already watching fire at the age of two! !

I've never punctured the bottom of the pot.

Meng Ruqing was also confused. She was still holding a piece of firewood in her hand and was at a loss. After all, she was embarrassed and followed Aunt Liu to pick vegetables.

Although there is no snow in the winter in the south, there are many cloudy and rainy days, the wind is biting, and it is quite cold.

It rained lightly for two consecutive days, and the pea tips in the ground grew particularly tender, which is the best for making hot pot. Brother Zhao saw that Fang Zichen really liked hot pot, so he brought back a lot of butter and a pot last time. Li had just killed the pig, and there were still some fish. The weather was cold, so Brother Zhao planned to make a hot pot for dinner, and Aunt Liu thought about pinching some bean tips and taking them home.

This thing is not easy to pinch. It takes only a few sips to boil it in the water. There are many people in the family, so the two of them pinched it for half an hour.

Aunt Liu couldn't sit still. She followed Meng Ruqing and chatted about interesting things in the village. She knew what Meng Ruqing liked to listen to. She also asked Brother Zhao and knew who they were. The Qin family had a great reputation. For the Liu family, the Qin family He is a noble figure who stands tall in the clouds. Yuanzhou and Hengyang are not too far apart. Aunt Liu has also heard a few things about the Qin family.

Most of the conversation at the moment was about Fang Zichen and Guaizi.

What Aunt Liu said was reported to Eleven before, but Meng Ruqing never got tired of hearing it.

"Boy Fang doesn't like to eat fat meat." Aunt Liu said.

Meng Ruqing also noticed it. Two days ago, when they were killing pigs, Fang Zichen picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Dandan. Meng Ruqing thought that he loved his son and wanted to feed him meat, but Dandan grabbed his chopsticks and pulled the meat. After eating the fat meat on top, Fang Zichen stuffed the remaining lean meat directly into his mouth, and everyone seemed to be used to it.

When Fang Zichen caught the fat one, he stretched it forward towards Gungun Dandan. Without him having to say anything, Fang Zichen ate the fat meat very sensibly, which shows that the leader was always like this.

"When he first came here, he helped my family harvest corn. I bought pork belly and he didn't eat a piece of it. He didn't understand before. How could there be people who didn't like to eat fat meat? He lived a good life after that, every day. You only know when you can eat meat and there is no shortage of oil and water in your stomach."

Aunt Liu took a bite of the vegetables and said kindly, "He likes sour bamboo shoots and beans the most, and he also likes tofu, it seems. No matter how much you eat, you never get tired of it. "

Last time, Brother Zhao went to buy tofu and cooked a large plate. Fang Zichen really couldn't stop eating. There was some soup left behind, so he used it to make rice.

Meng Ruqing's eyebrows moved slightly. He had been busy with Brother Zhao for the past few days. There was nothing to do today...

He didn't rest after picking vegetables. When he saw that Qin Hengxuan was not there, he probably went out to take the children. After taking the money, we hurried to Anping Village.

The two villages are not too far apart, and there is a cement road. Aunt Liu said that they can just walk along the cement road.

The sky was very dark when we came out, but Meng Ruqing thought it wasn't too far away. The last time Zhao Geer and Yang Mingyi went there, they came back in just a moment.

But Brother Zhao is used to working and has good health. Yang Mingyi is in his teens and his steps are even more vigorous, so he is faster.

Meng Ruqing arrived at Anping Village, asked people, and found the family that specializes in tofu

. "It was sold out in the morning."

The tofu is not expensive, only two cents for a large piece. It is the Chinese New Year now, so the villagers buy it. Much more.

Meng Ruqing came back in mourning, but drizzle began to fall on the way.

It's not big, and it's like a joke when it rains.

Meng Ruqing coughed violently when she came back. She felt dizzy and heavy, and her limbs were sore and soft. Thinking that there were still two hours before dinner, she went back to the room and lay down for a while. As soon as she lay down, she couldn't get up. Qin Hengxuan When I came back and entered the house, I saw that Meng Ruqing had developed a high fever.

Almost menacingly.

I can't eat hot pot now.

Everyone was so worried that they got together in a hurry and sent someone to call the doctor. As a result, the doctor came to see him for a while, prescribed a few medicines and left again.

Aunt Liu blamed herself so much that Meng Ruqing had been coughing intermittently for the past few days, but this was the case for many people in the village. After winter, she would occasionally catch a cold and would often cough for a few days. The people in the village were used to living in poverty, so they generally had no symptoms. I would not go to the doctor for any serious illness. I would just endure it and drink some ginger soup and it would be over. It was no big deal. What's more, Qin Hengxuan sent people to the town to grab some medicine and returned. Meng Ruqing drank it for several days, Aunt Liu I just thought it would be nothing serious.

So at noon, when people were following her outside picking vegetables, she mentioned it frivolously.

Meng Ruqing is cold and indifferent by nature. He has never stooped down to please anyone in his life. He wants to get closer to Fang Zichen, but he doesn't know what to do or what to do. He seems to be unable to do anything well. He washed some clothes, but he didn't do it well. Fang Zichen was playing with a few children, and he just stood aside, watching him and the children intently.

Aunt Liu didn't know why. She was better dressed than her and her family was richer than hers, but whenever she looked at Meng Ruqing like that, she always felt uncomfortable and pitiful.

Today I couldn't hold it back and said something.

The result was unintended and people suffered.

At this moment, Meng Ruqing was seriously ill, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and thin beads of sweat kept oozing out from his forehead. He seemed to be unconscious, and kept muttering, calling Qin Hengxuan intermittently, saying that he It was cold, but there was sweat on my forehead.

Fang Zichen also kept busy and drank medicine twice. It was not until early in the morning that Meng Ruqing finally felt better. Qin Hengxuan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said a little tiredly: "It's very late, you guys go back and rest first. !"

Fang Zichen was also very sleepy, but he didn't move immediately and glanced at the bed worriedly.

Qin Hengxuan patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'm here. You and Brother Zhao, go back!"

Although he didn't do anything, Fang Zichen felt exhausted for no reason. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. His mind was full of thoughts. In the past, Meng Ruqing was careful to please him.

He will be overwhelmed with joy because he just said a word, and he will also be extremely disappointed because he didn't pay attention and didn't respond.

This was not the first time that Fang Zichen had been flattered by others. On the contrary, as the third young master of the Fang family, he was often flattered by people, but those flatteries seemed to have hidden hidden purposes, so all flattery seemed less pure.

They always want to get something from him.

Fang Zichen felt a little upset, and there was an indescribable feeling spreading in his heart, and his mind was in chaos.

Chapter 430

I don't know how much time passed, but when Fang Zichen was half asleep, a short roar rang out in the quiet night.

The voice was extremely shrill and shrill.

Fang Zichen's entire cerebral cortex was about to explode from this roar, and he suddenly woke up.

This kind of sound suddenly sounded in the middle of the night, which was really permeating.

Is it haunted?

His heart was beating wildly, and Brother Zhao held his arms with a look of fear on his face.

"Husband, what's it called?"

Fang Zichen was about to say that he didn't know, but the voice came again.

Just then... Fang

Zichen and Brother Zhao looked at each other, quickly opened the quilt and jumped out of bed, put on their shoes in a hurry, wrapped themselves in cotton clothes and ran outside.

Gungundandan was frightened and woke up, crying loudly. Brother Zhao ran to the door and had to turn back.

In the courtyard outside, Qin Hengxuan was holding Meng Ruqing tightly, trying to carry him back to the house, but Meng Ruqing usually looked upright and elegant, with fair complexion. In addition, he was a brother, and his body bones were always smaller. He looked very weak, as if he had been punched. He could fly, but now he was so crazy that even Qin Hengxuan couldn't bear it.

He had long hair, and he was only wearing a white undershirt and his feet were bare.

Fang Zichen saw this scene as soon as he went out. He was shocked and his lower abdomen tightened.

Damn it.

Fortunately, there is no well in this yard, otherwise Sadako would reappear in the world.

Don't you have a fever?

Where does this come from?

Got a conflict? ?

But Meng Ruqing's behavior was really abnormal.

Meng Ruqing wanted to run out, but Qin Hengxuan pulled him. He struggled in Qin Hengxuan's arms like a trapped animal. One hand kept reaching towards the door of the courtyard, as if he wanted to grab something.

Seeing that Qin Hengxuan could hardly catch him, Fang Zichen was about to rush over to help, but Meng Ruqing stopped him on the spot with just one word.

"Child..."

he said with a cry: "I want to find the child...Brother Xuan, I want to...find the child."

Fang Zichen stiffened and followed closely His expression changed as soon as he saw it, and a strange feeling exploded in his chest like a bomb. He bit his back molars and forced to hold back the sadness rising in his heart.

Brother Zhao stuffed something for the two children. As soon as Gegudandan had something to eat, he would not be afraid of anything. The two little guys wiped their tears while eating. Brother Zhao saw that they stopped howling and walked out of the house. When I came out and saw this scene, I immediately realized what was going on:

"Uncle Meng is sick again. Husband, please go call me."

When he first lived in the Qin Mansion, Meng Ruqing also fell ill once, and the whole He didn't remember anything, and he kept making noises and rushing out, unable to stop him, but as soon as the good boy called him, he stopped.

Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu heard the noise and went out to the yard. They were shocked by Meng Ruqing's abnormal appearance and were a little dumbfounded. However, they did not dare to step forward to help, not because they were afraid.

If Qin Hengxuan and Uncle Liu had good intentions, they might have rushed forward without fear of death, but Meng Ruqing...

he would never dare.

Meng Ruqing cried and screamed, and Brother Zhao urged: "Husband, go quickly."

Fang Zichen's eyes were filled with extremely complicated thoughts, his heart felt like a stone was pressing on him, and his body was extremely heavy. He wanted to listen to Brother Zhao to call the good boy back. , but the whole person seemed to be nailed, and he couldn't lift his feet at all.

His throat was dry and he couldn't speak. Brother Zhao's words echoed in his mind repeatedly.

fall ill? ?

Yes.

Back then, he and Yang Mutao went to Suping Town to see their children, and it happened that the Qin family army returned from Beijing.

At that time, they were standing by the roadside, and the Qin family's army hadn't come over yet. Some people said it was lively, and they talked a lot about the Qin family, and Meng Ruqing also mentioned it.

"I heard that the leader of the Qin family took several years to recover after losing his child. I heard that there was something wrong with his brain."

"Isn't that right? What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I heard that it was madness."

" Don't be ridiculous! I went to Hengyang to buy goods before, and I was lucky enough to meet the leader of the Qin family from a distance. He seems to be very normal

!

The family has given up on him?"

"Why? You haven't seen the Qin family's leader look like that, and the young

master of the Qin family is not that kind of person." "Yes! I have seen the Qin family's leader look like that. It's good to wait for one, and his talent is as good as that of a man. I heard that men who want to marry before they get married can be arranged from the Zuo Xiang's house to outside the capital, but it's a pity that such a handsome and unparalleled person ended up... !"

He didn't think much of it when he was listening to people chatting. He just thought that handsome guys might have had a rough life. After all, that was the case for him.

But now when he thought about it again, those pitying tones and words, every word pricking him like needles, made his heart ache.

He suddenly remembered the state he was in when the good boy was taken away by Sun Shangcheng.

Every minute and second at that time seemed like a lifetime ago to him, and he was almost crazy. The despair, fear, and panic at that time were almost unforgettable to him and would be remembered for a lifetime.

Maybe after becoming a parent, he can understand what kind of existence a child is.

That is more important than life, an existence that allows him to risk everything.

He remembered the moment when he rushed into the house and saw the good boy lying in the urine, naked and covered with scars. He felt as if the sky had fallen. It was also at that moment that he felt the pain that was like heartbreaking and lung-breaking. pain.

How much did Meng Ruqing like that child so much that the disappearance of the child would be like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making him unbearable and leading to mental disorder?

Fang Zichen never stayed overnight when he was worried. Even if the sky fell, he could eat two bowls of rice calmly. But why couldn't he forget that feeling?

Because he couldn't let go, he felt guilty, blamed himself, and hated himself for not protecting his son. He was almost driven to collapse by these two emotions. That kind of regret and guilt had tortured him to the point of dying. If the good boy hadn't survived it, , he really didn't know what he would do.

I don't even know if I will suffer from this for the rest of my life.

Is Meng Ruqing the same as him? Has he been feeling this kind of guilt and self-blame?

He couldn't stand it at the time...

Perhaps because he had a similar experience, Fang Zichen seemed to understand Meng Ruqing's feelings immediately.

He must have had a hard time these years!

Fang Zichen couldn't help but feel heartache. It felt like he had been penetrated by a sharp knife on the spot. His whole body was in unspeakable pain. When Meng Ruqing broke free from the restraints and ran outside, Fang Zichen covered him with a cotton coat. Meng Ruqing still struggled. He was very strong. Fang Zichen I couldn't hold him firmly, so I had to hug him.

He pressed Meng Ruqing's head to his chest, stroked his back, and called him: "Daddy."

The voice was very soft, almost like a mosquito.

Meng Ruqing kept beating his chest, but the next moment he suddenly raised his head.

These two words that he had been waiting for for twenty years seemed to stimulate his brain nerves.

He felt something hit his heart hard, and looked at Fang Zichen in disbelief. First he was confused, and then his eyes were filled with pain and grievance.

After a while, he grasped Fang Zichen as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, and he grasped Fang Zichen as if he was eager to confirm something. His whole body was shaking terribly. He looked at Fang Zichen's face, his eye circles became wet, and tears fell without warning. When he came down, he was speechless due to the surprise he had never experienced before.

"What...what did you call me?"

Fang Zichen didn't expect Meng Ruqing to have such a big reaction. He was caught badly. Meng Ruqing should have practiced Jiuyin White Bone Claw. The side arm was almost pierced, and the pain made Fang Zichen want to scream.

But shouting now seems a bit embarrassing.

"I'm calling you dad!"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be awake, Fang Zichen wanted to let go of him and call his son. His son was small and had a soft and waxy voice, which was indeed a bit rare, but Meng Ruqing held on to him tightly. .

"Can you... call me one more time?" Meng Ruqing said pleadingly. He was choked with sobs and was at a loss, as if he was afraid that this was a dream. After waking up, Fang Zichen still maintained a 'sense of proportion' towards him.

These two words did not seem to be as unspeakable as expected. Fang Zichen called him again: "Daddy."

Meng Ruqing was so excited that she hugged him with such strength that she could almost break a person's ribs.

Fang Zichen was a little breathless. He lowered his eyes sadly, and his eyes fell on Meng Ruqing's hair.

Is this man over forty years old?

He still looks so young, but his hair is half white.

Twenty years of suffering, from black hair to silver hair, perhaps every hair carries endless pain.

How did he survive more than seven thousand days and nights?

Fang Zichen didn't dare to think about it.

The man in his arms was so thin that his bones were tingling to the touch, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but feel moist.

When Guaizi was able to wake him up, Fang Zichen was as important to Meng Ruqing as Guaizi.

He was holding on to Fang Zichen now. It was deep and foggy. Fang Zichen was shivering from the cold. Seeing that his feet were bare and his lips were blue from the cold, Fang Zichen carried him back to the house.

After covering him with the quilt, Meng Ruqing still held his hand without letting go and kept looking at him.

Fang Zichen didn't want to see the disappointed look on his face again, so after thinking about it, he sat on the edge of the bed and said softly, "I won't leave."

"Can you call me daddy again?" Meng Ruqing felt sour in her eyes.

Fang Zichen "..."

Don't call him daddy now, he can call him ancestor.

He called again.

Meng Ruqing suddenly became happy, like a child getting a beloved toy.

Satisfied and delighted.

Qin Hengxuan's eyes were filled with soreness.

Meng Ruqing seemed to suddenly remember something, and was about to go under the bed again. Qin Hengxuan came over and held him down: "What's wrong?"

"The box." Meng Ruqing pointed to the luggage she brought.

Qin Hengxuan understood, got up and took the baggage over.

Meng Ruqing took it, took out a small box, and handed it to Fang Zichen with flattering hands.

The box was exquisitely made, and Fang Zichen asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

Meng Ruqing said nervously, "It's for you."

Fang Zichen took it, opened it, and his eyes almost popped out again.

My mother!

His heart was pounding.

There were too many scares tonight.

Fortunately, he doesn't have any heart disease and has a strong tolerance. Otherwise, Meng Ruqing might have hit him right after he went crazy.

"Give them all to me?" What kind of surprise is this?

He looked at the soles of his shoes, and there was no dog poop on them!

Meng Ruqing nodded: "Yeah!"

Fang Zichen suddenly smiled.

Damn it, if I had known that shouting "Daddy" would get the banknotes, he would have shouted out the day he first arrived. How could he be so shy!

Meng Ruqing looked at him: "Do you like it?" His voice was anxious, and he took out several more pieces of clothes.

The stitches on it are all fine and the materials are good.

"Zi Chen, these are the clothes I made for you. Do you like them? I know you may blame me or be unwilling to accept me, but... I have made many clothes for you, but... ·····I don't know who to give it to."

Just like a mountain torrent swallowing up a dam, those suppressed emotions finally overflowed, and every word seemed to tug at the flesh and blood of my heart.

"I've been thinking about you every day these years. Every day...every day I regret not protecting you. Can you forgive dad? Don't blame dad, okay? You blame me. I don't know what to do. ······"

Faced with his emotions pouring in like a torrent, Fang Zichen was happy but felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Uncle Tang often made clothes for Guaizai and Guandan, and he was very skilled at it. At that time, Brother Zhao even asked, and Uncle Tang said that he often watched Meng Ruqing make clothes, so he knew it.

You can stop if you like.

Love is endless, even across mountains and seas.

At this moment, Fang Zichen truly felt the love of the other party.

He touched his clothes and couldn't help but feel sad. Finally, he whispered: "I don't blame you."

Meng Ruqing looked at him with expectation and excitement in her eyes: "Really?"

Fang Zichen nodded: "Yeah !"

If he complained, he would have swept people out with a broom on the day Meng Ruqing came. How could he still let them in?

Meng Ruqing didn't abandon him on purpose, that was enough.

Regarding the sudden appearance of his parents, he was a little at a loss at first, not sure how to deal with them, but after getting along with them for a week, Fang Zichen got used to them more or less.

Brother Zhao brought the medicine in and Meng Ruqing drank it, and soon she started to feel drowsy.

Seeing that he was holding on, as if he didn't dare to fall asleep, and glanced at himself from time to time, as if he was afraid that he would go away, Fang Zichen came closer and said, "Go to sleep."

Meng Ruqing said nothing, but held his wrist hard again.

"I won't leave." Fang Zichen said.

Meng Ruqing looked at him.

Fang Zichen said: "Really."

Meng Ruqing still looked at him.

Fang Zichen: "..."

If it was rolling, he would snap it twice and it would be over.

I have never coaxed my son, but he has experience coaxing my son to sleep!

He scratched his head: "Let me tell you a story!"

What a story.

Sadako's story.

Qin Hengxuan broke into a cold sweat while listening, and Brother Zhao didn't dare to listen. He knew how scary Fang Zichen's horror stories were. Guaizai and Liuliu were so scared that they wet the bed. Brother Zhao told Fang Zichen several times. , but apart from horror stories and Snow White vs. Godzilla, Fang Zichen is not very good at telling serious stories. He hangs out with his second brother a lot, and he also reads the most horror stories. At the beginning, Brother Zhao The son jumped back into the house.

Meng Ruqing fell asleep just halfway through the story, and Fang Zichen was about to leave. Qin Hengxuan called him to have a chat.

Fang Zichen thought for a while, sat down again, and whispered: "Then don't look at me like that, I'm embarrassed."

Qin Hengxuan was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Fang Zichen: "The way you look at me, it's like Brother Zhu saw me I'm not used to the peerless beauty."

Qin Hengxuan: "..."

What is Brother Pig?"

Uncle Tang came in with a basin of charcoal and closed the door when he went out.

Qin Hengxuan took a breath and then looked at Fang Zichen: "Where did you go back then? Your father went down to the bottom of the cliff to look for you, but he couldn't find you."

There is nothing to hide, and you can't tell outsiders. , but Qin Hengxuan is his father and will not harm him.

This matter is very mysterious. If it were someone else, Qin Hengxuan would probably be over with a slap in the face, but he believed in Fang Zichen.

All the mysteries that were unsolvable at the beginning were finally explained.

No wonder.

As soon as the child was thrown down, Qin Jiajun immediately went to look for it, but in the end he couldn't find a hair.

No wonder.

It was said that he came from overseas, but no such person was found, and it seemed like he appeared out of thin air.

This thing is really amazing, God must bless him. Qin

"So are they good to you?" Qin Hengxuan asked suddenly.

Fang Zichen said: "Okay! My parents love me the most, and my brothers love me too."

Qin Hengxuan sighed. The Fang family helped him raise his son so big. He really owed a lot to others. If he were in Daxia, He came to kowtow to them right now, but after a gap of time and space, he couldn't even say thank you.

Qin Hengxuan asked what the conditions were, because Fang Zichen's greed for money really made him sad.

Fang Zichen felt proud when he mentioned this. He was still living a comfortable life as Third Young Master Fang.

Why are you so greedy behind the scenes?

Probably because I am afraid of poverty.

The boy didn't know what it was like to be sad, and he didn't know what it was like to be poor before. Even though his parents were stricter and gave him two thousand a month, his grandparents would always secretly give him money, and his second aunt would often give it to him, so he didn't lack. Pass money.

But when Daxia came later, he was hungry for several meals. He staggered when walking. He ate several meals of wild vegetables. It was really life-threatening and unspeakably painful. He didn't even want to talk about the brown rice. He would shed tears after talking about it. It took him a month to move a big bag, and he sweated more than ten kilograms, but in the end he earned more than one tael of silver. He was heartbroken.

But what made him most sad was when he was working at Zuixiaolou. When he came back from packing leftovers, the chicken legs fell off and his son had to pick them up. He was even three years old and didn't know what chicken tasted like, so he just ate a steamed bun. , he looked satisfied, his husband worked non-stop under the scorching sun, just for a few sweet potatoes.

All because of poverty.

He was really scared of poverty.

He wanted to keep Brother Zhao and his son well fed and clothed, but he only had a few taels of silver a month. Later, his son continued to behave like him and ate more and more. Even three bowls of rice a meal was not enough, so he did not save money. Just don't be prudent, okay?

If he continued to be as lavish and lavish as before, the grass on the graves of a family of three would probably be three meters high by now.

Qin Hengxuan burst into tears when he heard this, and his face was full of sorrow. His son suffered! He suppressed the surge of sadness and handed Fang Zichen another box.

"Here."

Fang Zichen wondered: "What?"

"Bills."

More than sixty thousand taels.

Fang Zichen wiped his face: "Actually, this is not the hardest life I have ever had. In order to save a few pennies, I followed Brother Zhao to chop firewood. You don't even know how hard it was. I sweated three kilograms and six kilograms. A pound of blood, a whole six pounds of blood."

Qin Hengxuan was so distressed that his mind was confused.

Gave him another handful of notes.

Fang Zichen stuffed it into his clothes and came again: "Actually, this is not the most miserable life I have ever had..."

Qin Hengxuan was so heartbroken that he took out all his money: "Son, you have suffered."

Fang Zichen He felt that the hundreds of thousands of silver notes on his body were heavy, all in his pocket. He wanted to laugh, but he had to endure it. It was indeed a bit painful.

"Let me tell you." Qin Hengxuan said quietly: "Your grandma has more money than me. If you come back with me, they will definitely give it all to you, and your uncle, he also has a lot of treasures."

Fang Zichen's eyes His voice lit up: "Really? Don't do it to me!"

"What are you doing to me? Our Qin family is as rich as the country!" Qin Hengxuan said.

...

Fang Zichen was carrying a huge sum of money, as if his footsteps were on the clouds, and he was so happy when he returned home.

Brother Zhao was still awake and saw him smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "Did you pick up some silver?"

"Almost, I'll show you something good." Fang Zichen took out all the money.

Brother Zhao choked for breath: "Where did it come from? Uncle Qin gave it to him?"

"Yeah." Fang Zichen said, "He's so generous, he really looks like me."

Brother Zhao: "..."

The next day As soon as the good boy came back, he stayed in Meng Ruqing's house without leaving. Meng Ru woke up and felt a little disappointed when she saw that Fang Zichen was not there.

"Uncle Beauty, are you feeling better?" The good boy climbed onto the bed and probed his forehead. He found that it was still a little hot, and his little brows immediately frowned.

Only then did Meng Ruqing notice him, pinched his face, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "It's much better, good boy, don't worry." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fang Zichen poking his head at the door, like a thief.

Meng Ruqing immediately looked at him: "Zichen..."

Fang Zichen felt a little embarrassed: "Uncle Meng."

Meng Ruqing's eyes flashed with sadness, and the joy on his face faded visibly.

Fang Zichen pursed his lips and said, "Dad."

Meng Ruqing immediately became happy again.

Fang Zichen was not being pretentious. He came to the bedside and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"No." Meng Ruqing couldn't hide the joy in her voice.

The boy looked at Meng Ruqing and then at Fang Zichen.

Is the beautiful uncle really a father?

Then he can no longer call Beauty Uncle Beauty Uncle.

Dad's dad is going to be called grandpa.

Meng Ruqing struggled to sit up, and Fang Zichen helped him.

Meng Ruqing pursed her lips and asked nervously: "Did I scare you yesterday?"

Fang Zichen nodded. It could be seen that Meng Ruqing's face was not good, so he immediately shook his head:

"No! What's so scary about this? I am upright and fearless. To tell you the truth, I once learned two tricks from Lin Zhengying. I am not afraid of ordinary ghosts. Before I was with Brother Zhao, I Because I am brave, brave and courageous, there are so many girls chasing me that I can't get rid of them. Besides, I have guarded the dead before, you are just kidding."

"Good boy, hug me. Holding Fang Zichen's legs, he looked at Meng Ruqing and said, "Little grandpa, my father is very powerful. He is not afraid of anything. He can beat up ghosts, and with one punch, the ghosts will fly away."

Fang Zichen put his hands on his waist and pressed against his chest . : "That's right."

Meng Ruqing's eyes were full of smiles.

The secret guard said that Fang Zichen did go to guard Yizhuang when he was in Yuanzhou. When the secret guard talked about it at that time, he couldn't help but admire him.

Staying with the dead and still sleeping soundly, I don't know if it's heartless or bold.

Meng Ruqing was not well after all. She didn't go out to eat at noon. Gegundandan knew that he was sick, so she stopped going out to play and crawled into bed to accompany him.

Meng Ruqing tried to spread the illness to her child and asked Brother Zhao to take the child out, but Gungundan was still unwilling. He moved a small stool and climbed onto the bed by himself. The two of them had just eaten roasted sweet potatoes with Qin Hengxuan. It was as dark as a tabby cat. Brother Zhao wiped it clean for them, and the two little guys immediately ran into the quilt.