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In the biting cold wind, a ragged beggar looked at the city wall in the distance, and this dusty and condensed bird's hair, and the bearded beggar with a beard and a waist, looked no different from the beggars in other places, but if anyone paid attention, he could see that his eyes flashed with excitement.

This, this is Shanghai County!

Look at the city in front of you.

At this time, Zhu Wang had an urge to cry.

How many tribulations he has experienced along the way, only he knows that the boat he took was captured by the Taiping army in Anqing, if he hadn't escaped quickly and jumped directly into the river, I am afraid that he would have been coerced by the Taiping army, and finally swam to the south of the Yangtze River, but he was ransacked by the officials and soldiers, so that he was penniless.

But even so, he still has to eat, walking towards Shanghai, he is a servant of the Zhu family, if there was no master, he Zhu Wangbao would have starved to death, the Zhu family raised him, he wanted to repay this kindness, even if he died, he had to send the letter to the young grandmother.

Along the way, when it was cold, he slept in a stinking beggar's den, and like those homeless people, he walked like a walking corpse on the official road, looking for something to eat in the food discarded by others like a wild dog, and every night he would lie there alone, enduring the cold wind, imagining the soju and rice at home.

Several times, he almost died, but he didn't expect that when he was close to his home, just outside Shanghai, he fell ill again, this illness was three or four days, and the people with fever were confused, if it wasn't for a few little beggars who saved him, maybe his life would have been lost at the door of this house.

I'm home!

Finally home!

Almost when he walked into the alleyway, he looked at the lantern hanging in front of the door from a distance, and tears instantly wet Zhu Wang's eyes.

"Uncle Wangzi, why are you crying?"

Gan Cang, looking at Uncle Wangzi beside him, couldn't help but mumble.

"Ogura, in the future, you and Nannan will never use it to starve again......"

Zhu Wang wiped a handful of tears, and the people walked towards the house, but Gancang recognized it, this is not the home of the well-wisher, from that time he sent a letter, after eating a full meal here, every time he is very hungry, he will come here, as long as he knocks on the door, the people in the courtyard will send a bowl of rice, and later he found that as long as the beggar comes to the door, their family will always give some food, even if the food is gone, they will also send a few pennies.

This family is a truly good family.

"Uncle Wangzi, let's go today, don't go, I, I just went today, and I got four cents to get it......"

Just when Gancang was pulling Zhu Wang with an embarrassed face, he only heard Zhu Wang knock on the door violently. The door knocked very hard, so that Gancang and the others hurriedly flashed to the side, for fear of being cleaned up, but they had seen the porter of this house, and it was a man with a big waist and a round waist.

"Uncle Wangzi, let's ......"

Before Gan Cang could speak, the door opened, and a man taller than Zhu Wang stood by the door.

Looking at the ragged screamer, Zhu Fucai was stunned at first, and shouted in his mouth.

"It's really going back the more you live, you ask for food so much, if it weren't for the young grandmother......"

Just when Zhu Fucai was scolding and counting the copper plates and preparing to send away this Huazi, he saw this Huazi crying loudly.

"You, what's wrong with you, I didn't beat you, let's not bring ......"

"Uncle Rich, Uncle Rich......"

I don't know how much grievance there was in that shout.

"It's me, it's Ngawang, Uncle Fucai......"

"Ngawang!"

Zhu Fucai took a look again, isn't it, this gray-faced beggar is not Ngawang.

"What's wrong with you?"

Looking at Zhu Wang's appearance, Zhu Fucai's heart suddenly panicked, and he immediately thought of the young master.

"Young Master, what's wrong with Young Master? Zhu Wang, tell me quickly, the young master is there! ”

Grabbing Zhu Wang, Zhu Fucai shouted and asked, at this moment, his whole heart was completely shrouded in unprecedented regret, why didn't he go with the young master, if he went together, the young master......

"Young master, young master, he ......"

Zhu Wang's stammering words, which were grabbed by both arms, aggravated Zhu Fucai's doubts, and just when Zhu Fucai's whole person was almost depressed, Zhu Wang's words reached his ears.

"No, it's okay, the young master asked me to give the young grandmother, bring, bring a letter......"

"Wow!"

Suddenly, there was a cry in the courtyard, it was Xu Lingyun, who happened to hear this sentence when she was in the house listening to the chaos outside.

"Faith, what about faith?"

Xu Lingyun hurriedly ran to the door, ignoring the smell on Zhu Wang's body, and asked anxiously.

"Quick, give me the letter......"

"Young grandmother, letter, young master's letter!"

hurriedly unfolded the letter, the letter reported peace, and finally, a month after her husband left, Xu Lingyun got the news of her husband, and at this moment, the gloomy sky seemed to be dispelled by the sun, which made her whole person cheerful. After reading her husband's letter, she was silent again, although the letter reported peace, but the content of the letter was not reassuring.

"Fucai, you take Ngawang to freshen up first, well, and then send someone to invite Mr. Xi over."

After waiting for nearly an hour, in the living room of the Zhu family, accompanied by the personal maid and Zhu Fucai, Xu Lingyun saw Xi Zhimo, and after a simple politeness, Xu Lingyun handed over Zhu Yifeng's letter to him, took the letter, Xi Zhimo took a brief look, and sighed in his heart, he didn't know what to do for a while, and he said after a while.

"Madam, you also know that at present, hundreds of thousands of bandits are besieging Jiangning, and according to the people who escaped, the entire river is full of bandit boats, and it is not that they have no intention of going out, but this boat cannot pass through Jiangning, and they are ...... below."

Before Xi Zhimo could finish refusing, his words were interrupted by Xu Lingyun.

"Mr. Xi, logically speaking, I should not meddle in the affairs of the industry as a woman, but now the young master is trapped in Huangzhou, and I am waiting for you to rescue him, if it drags on any longer......"

Only halfway through the words, Xu Lingyun's tears rolled down like beads of broken threads, and she couldn't say anything.

"If not...... I just went by boat, no matter what, I can't let the young master be trapped there alone! ”

"Madam, this matter must not be ......"

Xi Zhimo, who was forced to hide after Xu Lingyun said this, gritted his teeth and said after thinking for a while:

"Madam, did you tell anyone else about this letter just now?"

After thinking for a while, Xu Lingyun shook his head and said.

"I haven't told anyone else yet!"

Hearing his wife say this, Xi Zhimo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while, and said as if he had made up his mind:

"It's good if you don't have it! Mrs., I don't have anything to say, since the owner can trust me Xi, Xi will not lose this trust, I will send someone to the dock, through the boat, to Huangzhou to pick up the owner back! ”

As soon as Xi Zhimo said this, Xu Lingyun stopped crying, and didn't look at him, her eyes only stared ahead, and she said after a while.

"Fucai, you go with Mr. Xi, and you have to bring the young master back no matter what! You know? ”

"Young grandmother, when the young master is leaving, he specially confesses to me......"

According to Zhu Fucai's thoughts, he naturally wanted to pick up the young master, but after all, there was still the young master's orders, and the reason why the young master left him at home was to protect his wife.

"Rich, don't be confused, the young master is the heaven of the Zhu family, without the young master, there will be no Zhu family, only a woman like me is left, how can I keep the Zhu family? If you can't bring the young master back, the old master will definitely die! ”

The young grandmother's words made Zhu Fucai stomp his feet anxiously, and finally said bitterly:

"Young grandma, I know, I'll go, can't I go? But less grandma, you ......"

Zhu Fucai didn't know why the young grandmother let him go, because he was afraid that Xi Zhimo would return halfway like last time, and that was what he was most worried about.

"I'm going with you too!"