Chapter 8 The Story of Zhang Gong

Mu Ze didn't ask Jiuqing, and sat down directly across from him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThere is a collapse mat in this partition, and there is a window next to it, you can see the floating river outside, and the sunset is gradually rising, reflecting the blue waves of a pool of continuous red. Jiuqing had a drink, Mu Ze had a drink, and the two drank silently, ignoring each other. After a while, Mu Ze couldn't hold back, and coughed lightly, the river water here was already colder than other places, and today he was cold, he was sick, and he used his internal strength to save people, his body was already weak, but he still poured wine for himself and Jiuqing. Jiuqing pressed the wine glass and withdrew his gaze looking out the window

"Let's eat, drink a bowl of medicine and rest for a while, and we'll go on the road again after midnight."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Mu Ze's pale face, and he also served the dishes and chopsticks.

"Now let's take a break, and after midnight, we'll set off again. Peng, you send us to Congliu Canyon, and then come back to send these two people out of the floating river. ā€

Zhang Gong said the itinerary, Ah Peng responded, although Yun Chang didn't understand why he set off in the middle of the night, but after a toss today, the third master's body may not be able to stand it, and it is best to have time to rest.

Mu Ze saw Jiu Qing walk to the side hall, took a bag and handed it to Ah Peng, because the side hall here is connected to the hall, and only a carved partition is erected, Mu Ze is close, and his ear power is excellent, he really didn't mean to hear their conversation.

"This is the money your father earned from this dart, and you give it to your mother."

Ah Peng didn't answer, and called his mother over, and Zhang's wife immediately pushed the burden back into Jiuqing's hands

"No, Ninth Master, the silver taels you give us every year are enough, his father just wants to follow you by your side, you don't need to give more silver taels, you take it back, otherwise Lao Zhang will lose his temper with me."

Jiuqing stuffed the burden into Zhang's wife's hands

"You still have people in the village who want relief, I told Zhang Gong to let him take you back to your hometown, I will bear your expenses, but Zhang Gong insisted on following me, but it was hard for you to stay here."

"Ninth Master, we are not bitter! I know how much this means to you, and I am very happy to be able to do things for you, and my mother and father are also very happy. You can't drive us away, we've been with you for the rest of our lives! ā€

Ah Peng has indeed grown up, and he is as sensible and responsible as a man. Zhang's wife looked at her son with relief, Zhang Gong walked over from the hall, and was about to take the burden in his wife's hand, Jiuqing was silent

"You take it, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Gong was most afraid of the ninth master's sinking face, so he had to let his wife take the burden

"Ninth Master, please command."

Jiuqing sighed secretly, this old Zhang is too sincere, and he can't change his humble attitude.

"After this dart, let Ah Peng follow me, and you and Ah Sister will go back to the village. It's all empty here, you go, he can come down and rest once in a while. ā€

Zhang Gong naturally knew who he was, and it seemed that the ninth master had made up his mind, but he was willing to stay with Ah Peng, and Zhang Gong felt better

"Okay, after this dart, let's go back, Ah Peng, you have to take care of the ninth master, father and mother go back to give you Zhang Luo's family affairs, you will be older in two years, give birth to a son earlier, we will bring him up, let him follow the ninth master again."

Ah Peng nodded excitedly, the words of the vicarious inheritance behind this were a bit funny, but Mu Ze stirred up a thousand waves in his heart, this is to hope that future generations can follow Jiuqing, their loyalty or love for Jiuqing has long exceeded the perception of ordinary people, this Jiuqing looks like no more than twenty years, but it is like a fog that cannot be seen through...

After drinking the medicine, Mu Ze slept soundly outside for the first time, because there was still a straight figure on the other side of the bed in this room. In the second half of the night, when Mu Ze came to the hall, the straight figure was already sitting in front of the fire, and the others came out one after another, and Qingshu also came out to say goodbye to Jiuqing, although Jiuqing didn't give him a look.

Everyone was ready, had a hot meal, and then passed through the other end and got into a larger fishing boat. The fishing boat also exuded the fragrance of pine wood, and Zhang Gong hung a windproof lamp on the pole to beckon everyone to board the boat.

"Ninth Master, now that the wind is favorable, Ah Peng and I are guarding above, and you and the guests will rest below."

Jiuqing shook his head

"I've slept enough, there's a lot of undercurrents here, I'll keep an eye on it from above."

The others were not sleepy, and simply sat on the splint and chatted around the stove. Yun Chang intended to repair the sense of distance from Jiuqing's side, so he said to Wanzi

"Wanzi, tell us the story of Brother Zhang's chasing his sister-in-law, it must be exciting!"

Wanzi glanced at Yun Chang, in fact, it was the brothers and sisters of the Qing family who offended them, and the people of the third master were not bad, so they didn't lose face for him, not to mention that Lao Zhangtou's matter really made him want to take it out to make everyone happy, so he said

"Brother, you guessed wrong, it's not our sister-in-law who is chasing Zhangtou, it's our sister-in-law who is chasing our old Zhangtou!"

These words made the big guy more curious, Zhang Gong's old face was flushed, but unfortunately his face was dark and he couldn't see it. Ah Peng smiled, he didn't mind Brother Wanzi talking about his mother's affairs, Jiuqing had witnessed that past, and now that he thought about it, he couldn't help laughing, and this rare smile fell into a pair of gentle eyes.

"Listen to me!"

Wanzi sat up straight, looking like he was going to have a long talk, Yun Chang handed him a pot of wine, and Wanzi poured most of it in one gulp.

"Back then, our old Zhang Tou was a good hand in the waves, and he was nicknamed Jiaolong Zhang, and there was no water in the world that he couldn't wade. It's a pity that Lao Zhangtou is too honest, he only thinks about honoring his parents and pulling his younger siblings, and he doesn't want to cause other girls' families to suffer with him, so he pushed away many good girls from fishermen's families, and he was stunned to his thirties. One day, he went to the sea to catch fish, the fish was not caught, and he fished back a girl, this girl was the famous beauty in the village, Erfan girl, followed his father out to sea to fish, did not want to encounter the storm, fell into the water, just the old Zhang Tou passed by, jumped into the storm and rescued her. That girl has been obsessed with our old Zhang Tou since then, and she wants to follow him alive or dead, but Lao Zhang Tou still pushes him. So the girl changed her strategy, from time to time she went to Lao Zhangtou's house to cook a meal for his father and mother, and sewed clothes for his younger siblings. Lao Zhangtou also liked it in his heart, but he always felt that he was poor and unworthy of others, but he didn't want his reputation, as long as he followed him, Lao Zhangtou had no choice but to marry Fanniang, and then there was such a big thief! ā€

Saying that, he patted Ah Peng's head, and everyone else laughed heartily, and Zhang Gong roared

"Don't ruin my reputation as a mortal, and don't hit Ah Peng's head, he still has to follow the ninth master."

Zhang Gong held back for a long time, and when he came to such a sentence, Wanzi laughed so much that his stomach hurt

"Hey, someone is distressed, anyway, you beat your kid less?! I remembered, I heard that my sister-in-law's bad idea of chasing Lao Zhangtou back then was from you, the ninth master! Ninth Master, how old were you at that time, it's so bad, old Zhangtou, be careful that Ninth Master sells your Ah Peng! ā€