Chapter 220: Revisiting Zhang Zeduan

"Ling'er, you also know that although we have land and land, it is not easy to feed so many brothers and villagers. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If the world is peaceful, whether it is the Song Kingdom or the Jin Kingdom, we will never be allowed to exist. Even if we can't take the world, we can save some money, and when the time comes, we will be a family of four, lick the two daughters-in-law for Xiaotian, and we will give birth to a bunch of babies and live a happy life. ”

"Xianggong, it's good to have you, the slave family will persuade and persuade our father tomorrow......" Kuang Ling'er suddenly looked like a small jasper, and Guo Yang's heart was unbearable.

On the second day, the heroes of all walks of life had dispersed, and Kuang Yitian sat in the hall and was furious.

"They are generally short-sighted rats, how can you husband and wife not understand it? This matter is dangerous, and if something goes wrong, we will be doomed! If Song Jin joins forces and ambushes on all sides, our Yilin Village, and even the entire Henan region, will all be exterminated! Xiao Tian, immediately pass on my order, if it is the Henan region, give me someone to lose face, don't follow Wei Sandao and them to blindly participate in peace, so as not to set yourself on fire! Kuang Yitian said angrily, Guo Yang and Kuang Ling'er suddenly didn't dare to speak.

Seeing Kuang Yitian so decisive, in Guo Yang's opinion, this father-in-law is really old, Lao Ji is really short-sighted, compared to Cao Gong, Kuang Yitian is only worthy of being reckless.

On the same day, Guo Yang privately passed a letter and sent it to Wei Sandao's hand of the Wei family, Wei Sandao looked at the letter and glanced at the Taoist priest. If you look closely, there are two pupils as small as eyeballs in the whites of the Taoist priest's eyes, it turns out that he is not blind.

"Hehe, with the participation of the Yilin Army, we will have no worries, if Song Jin fights, it will also destroy the most famous Yilin Army. Niu Nose, you have to make a big contribution to this matter, you just wait for the wolf to be sealed. Wei Sandao threw the letter into the furnace and said.

"It's just a matter of duty."

"Hahaha...... Ready to go, destination, Kaifeng! Wei Sandao stood up and waved his hand.

The year has been getting early winter, the farther north, the colder the temperature, Kaifeng City, the common people have already worn cotton jackets.

All the way to the mighty people gradually drove into Kaifeng City, and stayed in the old mansion of a certain prince, which served as a temporary palace for the Song people's team.

Wu Guifei got out of the car, wearing a coat, although her face was a little tired, but she had a bit of the taste of a heroine.

Wang Shaoan also learned on the road that this Wu Guifei was extraordinary, she had once held a saber, beheaded countless golden people, and killed her from the chaos, and she was only a teenager at the time.

Wang Shaoan took a leave of absence from his mother and left with Cao Hu.

Walking in Kaifeng City, the popularity of this city is not as prosperous as the last time I came, presumably it was the Song and Jin wars, and some of the common people here either went north or south to avoid the war.

Wang Shaoan thought of visiting an important person, Zhang Zeduan, this kind of peerless ghost, it would be a pity if it declined.

When he came to the west of the city, Wang Shaoan inquired, and none of the people nearby said that they had heard of any Yaqingju, which made Wang Shaoan difficult.

So Wang Shaoan thought about it, changed the way of asking, and asked where an old man selling calligraphy and paintings lived in the west of the city, and after asking five or six people, he finally had an eyebrow. Wang Shao'an gave a common man twenty taels of silver, asked him to lead the way, and soon found Zhang Zeduan's residence.

The so-called Yaqing House is nothing more than a dilapidated and old house. Wang Shaoan walked in and looked around, no wonder the courtyard door didn't need to be locked, this was even more miserable than the four walls of the house, and there was not even a single livestock in the yard. Wang Shaoan knocked on the door a few times, but no one responded inside, presumably the old man went out to sell calligraphy and paintings.

Wang Shaoan saw that it was not early at the moment, so he decided to wait here.

About half an hour, before the hour arrived, the sky was gradually darkening, an old man trembling and pushing a wheelbarrow back, Wang Shao'an looked at it, it was Mr. Zhang Zeduan. It seems that his life is not getting worse day by day, and his face is full of fatigue.

"Elder Zhang, I took the liberty of visiting suddenly!" Wang Shaoan walked out of the courtyard and stepped forward to salute.

When Old Man Zhang saw Wang Shao'an, who was dressed in soft clothes, he recognized it at a glance.

"You are Wang Shaoan, Wang Xiaoyou!" Although Zhang Zeduan is proud of himself, he still has a good impression of this young man.

Zhang Zeduan pushed the wheelbarrow into the yard, and then invited Wang Shaoan into the house. There is only a table and a bed in the room. There are all kinds of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the table, and there are even all kinds of brushes. But the quilt on the bed was very thin, Wang Shaoan looked sad for a while, I really don't know how this old man survived the winter for so many years.

Zhang Zeduan obviously saw Wang Shao'an's thoughts, took out a small wine jug and said: "Drink a few sips to warm up your body before going to bed, and you can sleep until the next morning." There was nothing to entertain at home, and the two little friends laughed. Take a sip? The only thing Zhang Zeduan could bring out to entertain was the wine in his hand, he reluctantly took a sip, and then handed it to Wang Shaoan.

Wang Shaoan was not restrained, took it and took a sip as soon as he raised his head and said, "Good wine!" ”

"Hehe, I brewed it myself, and I took a sip of it when it was cold." Zhang Zeduan smiled bitterly.

"A glass of wine knows that it is turbid, so people don't need more. Thousands of miles to see the king's road, the mountains and rivers sing for me! ”

Wang Shaoan couldn't help but feel poetic and chanted a few words casually.

"Xiaoyou's poem, although it is unorganized, but it is also catchy, good poetry, good poetry." Zhang Zeduan laughed.

"No rules can compare to the joy of seeing the old gentleman today!" As he spoke, Wang Shaoan raised his head and poured another mouthful.

"Little friend, leave some for the old man." Zhang Zeduan laughed.

"Hahaha......"

Wang Shao'an handed the wine jug to Zhang Zeduan and said, "Elder, Shao'an has a reluctant request. ”

"Little friend, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Elder Zhang, I want to invite you out of the mountain! For the welfare of my Song people, and for the livelihood of the people in the world! Wang Shaoan said.

When Zhang Zeduan heard this, he was shocked and asked: "Xiaoyou, the old man is a down-and-out stubborn old man, half cut into the ground, and he himself is struggling to breathe, how can he benefit others?" ”

"Elder, you are a genius of a generation, and you are proficient in the construction of houses, bridges, turners, ships, etc. If you are depressed, you will really bury your talent. I want to build a city on the seashore, on a grand scale, this construction of the head of the design, today, I am afraid that only Zhang Lao you can be competent! Wang Shaoan said straight to the point. (To be continued.) )