Chapter 19 Beat the gong and drum to be a landlord

Facts have proved that the bacteria of the Tang Dynasty in the eighth century are powerless in the face of the fourth-generation cephalosporin from the twenty-first century. In the evening of the same day, Ren Cong woke up from his slumber, and his arms, which were originally black and translucent, began to slowly swell.

The next morning, his arm had "thinned" a lot, and its color had changed from jet black to gray yellow. By the third day, the color of the surface of the arm had basically returned to normal. And he himself, with the support of his children and servants, was able to leave his bed and walk up and down the house.

During this period, Zhang Qian visited this person twice more and found that the inflammation was completely suppressed by the cephalosporin capsule, and the work of cleaning the skin near the wound and changing the bandages was much more neat than himself. simply handed over all the finishing work, calmed down and read the English novel he borrowed from the 21st century in the guest room, while waiting for Ren Cong to take him to Weinan to complete the last formalities of settling in Datang.

Unexpectedly, the old owner of Ren was an anxious man, and he was just able to get out of bed and walk around, so he immediately sent his son Ren Cong to ask for a life-saving meeting. Zhang Qian couldn't shirk it a few times, and under Ren Cong's soft grinding and hard soaking, he had to come to the main hall hard. One foot had just crossed the threshold, and before he could see clearly who was there, "Hulala", there were already three men and one woman, kneeling in front of him in unison, bowing their heads!

"The immortal master saved my father's life, we can't repay it, as long as the immortal master has something to do in the future, even if we are crushed, we will never dare to quit!" The one who took the lead in kneeling was none other than Little Pepper Ren Yingying. How suspicious Zhang Qian was before, but how pious she was at this moment.

"Get up, get up, it's just a matter of raising your hands, and I can't afford to be so gifted by you. Besides, Zhang is not an immortal master! "Thanks to the egalitarian thinking that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the 21st century, after Zhang Qian came to Datang, one of the most unbearable things is that others kneel and kowtow at every turn. Instinctively, he took a step back and said yes.

Who would have thought that his back road was blocked by the little fat man Ren Cong, who used his body to die. This person simply knelt on the floor tiles outside the main hall, and banged his head, "The immortal master recreates the grace of the Ren family, and he will never forget it." May this life follow left and right, listen to the dispatch of the immortal master, in the wind and fire, and never frown! ”

"Ahh was so angry that he grabbed the other party's arm and directly carried the person into the air, "Get up, the man has gold under his knees, do you understand?!" I've told you a hundred times, I'm not an immortal! You worship me again, I'll leave now! ”

"Don't, don't go, don't go, don't go. I don't worship, I don't worship! "I didn't expect Zhang Qian's strength to be so great, the little fat man maintained a kneeling posture in mid-air, waving with one hand, and begging for mercy loudly." This is for the father of the house. It's not for us to worship. It's hard to disobey the father's life, it's really the father's life. Immortal Master must not be angry! Don't be angry! ”

"Don't call me Immortal! Stretch out your legs and stand up straight! "For this naïve and kind-hearted little fat man, Zhang Qian really can't be angry. I had to force my anger, put my hand down, and at the same time command loudly.

"Yes, Xian, Zhang, Brother Zhang!" The little fat man landed on his feet, stuck out his tongue, and quickly changed his words, "Brother Zhang, please, my father originally wanted to personally thank him for saving his life." It's just that it's physically inconvenient, so we can only do it for those of us who are children! ”

Immediately afterwards, he quickly introduced like a treasure: "Inside is my eldest sister Yingying, second brother Bi, third brother Zhang, and fourth brother Huang, they are also on my father's orders, worship Xie Xian, worship Xie Engong!" ”

The voice fell, and in the room, there was a neat sound of thanks, three men and one woman, like Huang Ying out of the valley, "Thank you for saving my father's life, I can't repay it, as long as Engong has something to do in the future, even if we are broken, we will never dare to resign!" ”

"Hurry up and get up, everyone's welcome!" After some time to get used to it, Zhang Qian was not as cramped as before, and according to the Tang etiquette that he had just learned a few days ago, he bowed down and returned a long bow, "It is Lingzun who has a deep fortune, and Zhang happens to have medicine in his hand." I can't afford to be so gifted. ”

"For the immortal master, it was a coincidence. For Ren, it was a resurrection. In the room, Ren Qiong, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was slowly greeted by a middle-aged beautiful woman, "The immortal master is above, please accept a certain worship." ”

When he said this, he struggled to his knees. Seeing this, Zhang Qian hurriedly rushed in with an arrow step and held the person's arm, "The owner doesn't have to be like this. It's just a coincidence. It's not an immortal master below, besides, besides, they've already worshipped! ”

Since he was a child, he has worked hard to exercise in order to avoid being bullied. After being admitted to university, he learned free fighting for a few days in his spare time, so his body coordination and strength far exceeded that of ordinary people. The hands made contact with Ren Qiong's arm, which immediately made the latter's body unable to kneel anymore.

Unexpectedly, he prevented Ren Qiong, but not Mrs. Ren Qiong. The latter saw that her husband was not in danger of falling for a while, so he immediately let go of his hand and bowed down, "Thank you to the immortal master for saving my Langjun's life!" Please be a concubine! ”

"Don't, don't, don't ......" Worried that Ren Qiong would not be able to stand firm alone, Zhang Qian's two hands did not dare to let go of this person, and he did not have the courage to support Mrs. Ren, so he had to turn his body sideways and said loudly: "Mrs. Zhuang does not have to be polite. It's not an immortal master under it. The reason why I can happen to help is that the owner of the village should not be killed. Second, it's ......"

Looking at Ren Cong, who was smirking at the door, he continued to add slowly: "Second, it is Ren Xiaolangjun who treats people kindly. When I found out that I was in trouble, I immediately helped. What he did later was just a return for the favor. I really want to thank the owner and Mrs. Ren, you might as well thank him! ”

"Hey, hey, hey......" The little fat man Ren Cong finally did something helpful to his father in his life, and he was so proud in his heart, he raised his hand with a smile and gently scratched the back of his head.

He who is not a father does not like others to praise his son. Although Ren Qiong felt as sweet as drinking honey in her heart, she forcibly straightened her face and glared angrily at the little fat man Ren Cong, "The immortal master is being polite to you, you actually take it seriously!" If you don't roll in and serve tea to the immortal master, are you really waiting for the old man to make a mess for you! “

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't I see that you are well, happy, happy?" Ren Cong immediately jumped up as if he had been stung by a scorpion, rushed into the house in three steps and two steps, personally carried the teapot, and poured water for Zhang Qian, his father and stepmother.

"The child is happy for you, don't be so fierce to him!" Mrs. Ren, a middle-aged beautiful woman, gently pulled her husband's sleeve and stood up, "What's more, what the immortal master said makes sense." This time, Lang Jun was able to turn evil into good fortune, thanks to Cong'er's sincerity, he has been looking for masters everywhere for so many years. Although he has repeatedly hit a wall, he has always been indomitable. ”

said a word that was very much the essence of "Tai Chi", which not only showed the gentleness and love of being a mother, but also easily resolved Zhang Qian's previous deliberate act of inviting merit for Ren Cong.

When the little fat man Ren Cong heard this, he thought that his stepmother was saying good things for him, and he was so happy that the corners of his mouth were about to crack his ears. And Zhang Qian, as an outsider, although he heard Mrs. Ren's words, he couldn't do more for him. I can only sigh quietly in my heart.

Just when he was deeply worried about the future of the little fat man, this man had already poured tea happily. First, the three tea bowls were carefully placed on two different low tables, and then he smiled and invited Zhang Qian: "Xian, Brother Zhang, please sit down." Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, you also sit! ”

"Brother Ren doesn't have to be polite, come over and hold Ling Zun first. He's just recovering from a serious illness, so be careful of falling! Quietly sighing in his heart, Zhang Qian pushed Ren Qiong's arm towards the little fat man, and commanded with a smile. Immediately, he quickly let go of his hands.

"I'll come, I'll come, A-Niang, you sit first. Brother Zhang, sit down! The little fat man was very dependent on his father, and strode forward to hold Ren Qiong's arm.

"Wanjun, you sit down first, let Cong'er help me!" It is rare for his son to be so eye-catching, and Director Qiong of Lao Zhuang is very happy to lean his shoulder on Ren Cong's shoulder, and at the same time he smiled and instructed his wife.

"Then I won't delay your father and son getting closer!" The middle-aged beauty pursed her lips and teased, and between her words, she was gentle and considerate. However, he didn't sit down immediately, first saw Zhang Qian sit opposite, and waited for his husband to be helped into the seat, and then sat sideways next to his husband.

Zhang Qian first arrived, and his eyes were dark about the etiquette of the Tang people. Seeing that Ren Qiong insisted on inviting herself to tea, she did not continue to be polite. However, the tea of this era was ground and boiled with tea leaves, and spices and salt were added, and it was not very suitable for his taste. So he only took a few symbolic sips, then put down the teacup again, ready to say a few more words of unnutritious nonsense, and got up to take his leave.

"For the grace of saving my life, Ren didn't dare to say thank you." Seeing the teacup that Zhang Qian put down, Ren Qiong, who was sitting a few feet shorter opposite, also quickly put down the teacup. He tried to sit up straight, arched his hands, and said loudly: "I should have personally gone to the guest room to thank the immortal master for saving his life, but Imperial Doctor Sun said to avoid the wind. Therefore, he could only order Cong'er to invite the immortal master over. ”

"The owner of the village is polite, and he hit it off with Ling Lang at first sight, and there is no reason to bother the owner of the village to meet the juniors." Having the heart to give the little fat man a long face, Zhang Qian smiled and returned the salute.

"Tortured, killed, how can Ren be the elder of the immortal master?!" When Ren Qiong heard this, he immediately struggled to get up, so frightened that the little fat man hurriedly pressed his shoulder with his hand, and emphasized eagerly, "Be careful, in case the wound is torn, Brother Zhang doesn't have a second pill for you." You don't want to be Brother Zhang's elder, but he really treats me as his own brother! ”

"You kid, just talk to your father!" Ren Qiong turned her head and scolded loudly. However, after all, he didn't dare to tear the wound, stopped struggling, and shook his head gently, "The immortal master is commensurate with you as a brother, but he exalts you, but you can't be rude." Let go of me and go and kowtow to the immortal master for my father. ”

"Hey, hey!" As long as Ren Qiong doesn't move, the little fat man Ren Cong doesn't care about kowtowing to others a few more times. Lian Sheng agreed and stood up, walked to the low table where Zhang Qian was, and bowed down on his knees.

Where is Zhang Qian willing to accept it? Quickly get up and stop it. But Ren Cong thanked him for saving his father and sincerely wanted to worship. As a result, the two sides tugged for a long time, and in the end, it was Ren Cong who gained the upper hand with his "real kung fu" of tears and snot, and insisted on kowtowing to Zhang Qian three times before giving up.

"The pill is rare, Ren doesn't know how much it is worth, and he doesn't dare to ask, so he can only keep this kindness in his heart, and if he has a chance in the future, he will repay the immortal master again!" Ren Qiong did things extremely neatly, and as soon as her eyes saw her son standing up, she immediately added loudly.

'Don't, don't, you ask quickly, and give the money as soon as you ask. I'm so poor that I can't even afford to eat now! Although he never expected to recover the medicine fee, but hearing that Ren Qiong was not going to pay, Zhang Qian still couldn't help muttering loudly in his heart.

However, on his mouth, he could only smile and say: "The owner of the village is serious, just a few pills." Besides, Brother Ren had helped me get the house and hands before, and after four or five days of busy work, he confiscated a penny from me. ”

The voice fell, and Ren Qiong, who was sitting opposite, immediately shook his head vigorously, "He's really just a gesture!" It can't be compared with life-saving grace at all. In the past few days, although Ren was lying on the bed and couldn't get up, he kept thinking about what he could do for the immortal master. Talking about money with the immortal master, I'm afraid it will stain the immortal master's ears......"

'Don't be afraid, you are dirty, you are dirty, the worse you are dirty, the better!' Zhang Qian was so angry that he secretly screamed in his stomach, but he still couldn't pull his face, and told him bluntly about the situation that he was penniless at the moment.

When he was so angry that he wanted to die, he heard Ren Qiong suddenly change his words, and added with a smile: "It just so happened that my family bought a small Zhuangzi in the spring of the previous year, and the location was on the edge of the Wei River, only six miles away from where the immortal master settled. And Ren is away all the year round, and he can't take care of it, and even this Zhuangzi is overgrown with weeds and dilapidated. Simply, Ren had the courage to climb high and transfer this Zhuangzi, along with the tenants in the Zhuangzi, to the name of the immortal master. When the immortal master settles down over there, Cong'er can come to the door at any time to ask for advice! ”

"What?" Caught off guard, Zhang Qian couldn't believe his ears. "Do you always want to give me a Zhuangzi?"

Immediately, he realized that the other party was not joking, so he quickly stood up and waved his hand again and again, "No, no, it's too expensive, Ren Zhuang owner, a few pills, it's really not worth so much money!" ”

"It's just a Zhuangzi, and it's not enough to save your life! Steward, take the title deed and the roster of tenants, and hand them over to the immortal master now. Ren Qiong insisted on giving it away, and she didn't plan to give Zhang Qian a chance to refuse at all.

A manor, even if it is really very small as Ren Qiong said, is also a Zhuangzi near Chang'an City! In later generations, it is equivalent to a large piece of land in Tongzhou, Beijing!

No matter how short of money Zhang Qian was, he didn't dare to accept such a rich gift, so he insisted on waving his hand and refusing. Ren Qiong, on the other hand, repaid the favor and insisted on giving it away. The two sides are at a stalemate. At this moment, the little fat man Ren Cong suddenly smiled and said loudly: "Brother Zhang, you can accept it, I look at your appearance, you don't look like a farmer, and you refuse to admit that you are an immortal master." If there is no Zhuangzi to collect rent, won't you have to drink the northwest wind in the future? As for whether it is expensive or not, my grandfather's life is worth more than a broken Zhuangzi! ”