In the winter of the second year of Emperor Wu, Zhangshan County, Qinzhou, Xichuan. It was the middle of winter when the pen was www.biquge.info, and the New Year was approaching. Both sides of the market are already full of all kinds of New Year's goods, and villagers from all over the country gather to shop for the Chinese New Year. But it is also crowded and lively.

Outside the Mt. Yama Martial Arts Hall in the south of the city. It's also a lively scene.

A young man who looked like a beggar staggered in the crowd, staggered, saw the door of the martial arts hall, his face was happy, and he was about to step forward to knock on the door, but he felt that it was dark in front of him, staggered a few steps, and fell down on the steps, but he was struggling to stand up, but he couldn't, and he was unconscious in a moment. The people in the market were astonished, and they quickly gathered around him, but no one came to help him.

After a long time, the door of the martial arts hall opened, and a young man dressed as a slave opened the door, holding a book in his hand, and it seemed that he was about to go out to deliver a letter, but when he saw the person at the door, he ran into the hall in a panic, and the door was not even closed.

In the upper room of the martial arts hall, an old man sixty miles away, thin and bright-eyed. At this moment, a cup of fragrant tea on the table in front of me fills the room with the fragrance of tea.

"Dead ...... Someone is dead...... Big...... Entrance ...... "The young man ran in in a panic.

The old man was stunned when he heard this, but he was not flustered, and said slowly, "Zhu Gui, what are you panicking about, why did someone die at the gate?"

The descendant who was called Zhu Gui wiped the sweat on his forehead, panted evenly, and then said calmly, "Oh, master, it's like this, just a little eaten, washed his face, ......"

"Talk about things, don't mother-in-law. "For Zhu Gui's way of speaking, the master has obviously endured it for a long time.

"Oh, the little one was about to go out to deliver a letter just now, but I saw a person on the steps of our house asking for food, as if he had ...... He's dead. After speaking, Zhu Gui hurriedly scratched his head and waited for the master's instructions.

The old man frowned slightly when he heard this, and hurriedly ordered, "You go and call the housekeeper to go and see, what is the matter of dying in front of your house during the New Year?"

Not long after, another old man walked out of the martial arts hall, followed by Zhu Gui. The villagers around the door stopped talking, and they all held their breath and looked at the housekeeper and Zhu Gui.

Outside the gate, the butler first stopped on the platform rock, looked up the steps, and frowned. Then he walked down slowly, stopping at the steps half a step from the fallen young man. When I looked closely, I couldn't help but be taken aback, and unconsciously shouted, "Zheng'er, why are you." Zhu Gui was obviously also shocked and opened his mouth wide. But in a moment, the two of them came to their senses again, "How is it possible, it was obviously buried last year, it is impossible." Thinking so, he stretched out his hand to test his nose. Immediately got up and glared at Zhu Gui, "There is still breath, quickly help him up, don't even look at it, just say that the person is dead, when can you change your panic problem?"

The butler put his hand on the man's middle, and for a long time the man's body trembled, and his eyes opened, but he saw himself in the arms of an old man. opened his mouth to thank him, "Trouble daddy for introduction...... Owner...... Master Zhu San......"

The housekeeper (Zhu Yanshou) nodded and motioned for Zhu Gui to help him up.

Zhu Gui moved to help him sit upright, and when the man got up, something fell from his body, but when he looked at it, it was a letter. Zhu Gui took out his other hand to pick up the letter and handed it to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper glanced at it, but saw that the words "Don't be a dog, my brother opened it personally" were written on the letter, and he was in awe. He told Zhu Gui to help the man up, but he couldn't help him, the man was soft and had no strength, so he had to carry the man into the door with Zhu Gui. The people in front of the door naturally dispersed.

After entering the door, the housekeeper Zhu Yanshou instructed Zhu Gui to ask someone to carry the man to the guest room under the corridor to settle down, take hot soup, eat, hold the letter in his hand, and rush into the upper room to accept the owner. The old man is the other dog written in the letter, Qinzhou is simple, the child lands, often the first nickname, and the nickname is often the name of the animal, only then the nickname is called the black cow, but the name is called Zhu Gui. Don't be a dog, it is the nickname of the owner, and when he entered school at the age of six, the master of the family named him Zhu Junjie. (And Junjie's surname is Hong, the third in line, because he offended the powerful back then, his brother raised two silver taels and arranged for him to escape to the mountains.) Junjie relied on helping the official family, taking care of the family, getting old, and having some savings, so he opened a martial arts hall and received a few apprentices, which can be regarded as supporting his family. ）

The owner of the museum, Zhu Junjie, opened the book lightly. Reading it, sometimes sighing, sometimes stomping, and muttering for a long time. Light the letter on the lamp. Called the housekeeper and instructed, Brother Shou, the person who came is a distant relative of the sister-in-law's mother's family, called Li Ying, because of the "natural" disaster, the family furniture has died, the capital is difficult to accommodate, only escaped with his life, because of the recommendation of the eldest master, the right to live in our house temporarily. Presumably there is something in your heart, and you are suffering from a cold and a disease on the way, so you quickly go and ask Lang Zhong to treat him, arrange food and lodging, and when he is well, he will come to see me again. The butler said yes and went down.