Zheng Guofan scolded Feng Zhang, criticized Master Shen for making a fool of himself, followed his memory, and walked home.

At this time, the autumn is high and cool, and there was a light rain in Shuntianfu yesterday, and today, it was steamed by the sun, and the ground was already dry, but Zheng Guofan walked to the door of his memory, and then he had a specific impression of the home that had fallen down.

The locust tree alley where his house is located, named after a big locust tree at the mouth of the alley, this alley is low-lying, the stone slabs of the paving road are damaged, and the yamen people go to the Zheng family to inspect the scene, people come and go, and it is muddy, and when you enter the alley, it feels completely different from the outside, with the majority of two-story wooden buildings, most of them are quite dilapidated.

There were a few four or five-year-old children running around in the alley chasing games, stepping on muddy water, but giggling, seeing him walk into the alley on tiptoe, shouting and shouting [Brother Maocai], his hands full of mud rushed over, and immediately made Zheng Xiaoguanyue's white Confucian shirt black handprints one by one.

Zheng Guofan searched for the names of these children in his memory, and several families in the alley had already heard the movement and came over one after another.

Most of the families in this alley have to go out to work, among which the shop guys and the hired workers of large merchants are the majority, such as the old Zhang Siwei Zhang Ge who boasted that his ancestors met the gods at night, his family has thousands of looms, and in later generations, it is a capitalist of a large textile factory, these big merchants need to hire a lot of workers, most of them hire local people, and the wealth is powerful, and even the government has to look up to a few points, because most of the merchants will stand behind one or two local gentry, lifting people and scholars, Some tycoons and wealthy businessmen can't even afford to offend the government, and if he closes his business for a day, maybe half of the city will stop for a day, and countless people will have no work to do for a day.

Huaishu Hutong is a gathering place for the people who rely on these businessmen to survive, the Zheng family is the only exception, his father has a lung disease commonly known as tuberculosis, this thing is more often called the disease of wealth, in the words of the common people, there is a silver mountain that also eats empty, a few years of this disease, it is forced to force the Zheng family to even sell the old house, greedy Huaishu Hutong house is cheap, here bought a two-story small building, the yard is extremely narrow, the courtyard wall is only half a person high.

At this time, it was the afternoon, and the people who stayed at home in Huaishu Hutong were basically the old people and children, and most of the old people had the habit of taking a nap, but today the Zheng family's murder of concubines was disturbed, and most people even saved a nap, and looked at the Zheng family with a probe. When Zheng Guofan came back, the neighbors always greeted and asked for concern.

He leaned on the image in his memory, smiled and talked to the old people, dispelled the doubts of others, and then turned around and went home, the Zheng family entered the third house in the alley, and his little servant Shan Sinan was already holding a brazier at the door, "Young master, hurry up and step across the brazier to get bad luck." ”

Shan Sinan is the son of the old housekeeper Shan Chixia, the son of the Zheng family, and the old housekeeper Shan Chixia is also a legend, and he was under Qi Jiguang, the chief military officer of Jizhen Town. Many years ago, the former cabinet old Zhang Juzheng has not reformed a whip law, Zheng Lao Dad should go to Jizhen to be a people's husband, just when Qi Shaobao fought Tuman Khan, Shan Chixia Shan old housekeeper is a Zhejiang soldier, in Zhejiang is a well-known ranger, got the true biography of Songxi faction Wudang boxing, and later Qi Jiguang recruited Zhejiang soldiers to fight for the Japanese Kou, he joined the army, and later went north with the army to Jizhen, when he fought the Tuman Khan, he was hit by a stray arrow in the leg, coincidentally, it was Zheng Lao Dad who carried him back from the pile of dead.

Of course, if measured by the heart of a villain, perhaps because his leg was abolished, he withdrew from the army, became a housekeeper in the Zheng family, and settled in Daxing since then.

The hostess of the Zheng family died of illness, and the woman who was a single housekeeper later got sick, and suddenly she was full of singles. Shan Sinan is still young, he doesn't know when to say what to say, and when not to say what to say, so he let his young master step over the brazier, and took out a knife from his arms, "Young master, this is your knife, when the people from the county government came, I was afraid that they would be swept away, so I wanted to come back, but I still refused, I gave him a punch." Saying that, he laughed ostentatiously, "That guy really couldn't help fighting, shouting out in pain, which alarmed the county magistrate, and the magistrate sent it back to me." ”

Shan Sinan is only eleven years old, and his head is a little bigger than a child of the same age, causing Zheng Guofan to call him a big head since he was a child, and his arms are a little longer than ordinary people.

Looking at the knife handed over by Shan Sinan, he reached out and took it, this knife is about the length of an adult's forearm, slightly curved, the scabbard is wooden, it is very smooth to the touch, and there is a hidden pulp, obviously it has been rubbed for a long time.

Holding it in his hand and looking at it over and over again, Zheng Guofan was puzzled, this thing seems to be the coercion in this knife?

He didn't know, from the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the bulk trade of the book to China was mainly based on swords and folding fans, at this time the forging of the sword has been comprehensively surpassed the Ming Dynasty, many of the Ming notes that have left the world have mentioned the sword, often praised extremely sharp, extremely fine and beautiful, Qi Jiguang wrote directly in the "New Book of Ji Xiao": The long knife has been since the Japanese invaded China, and he jumped forward with this light, and our soldiers have taken the air. The sword is five feet long, and it is five feet long. It is difficult for my soldiers to receive short weapons, and their long weapons are not fast, and my body is broken in two.

During the battle of Qi Jiguang Taizhou, he killed several warriors with his own name, one of which was Aizhou Yinliu Yanchuan, with Aizhou Yixiangzhai (the teacher of Shangquan Xingang, the sword saint) hand-copied swordsmanship secrets, and since then, this swordsmanship has also been quite popular in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and Shan Chixia Shan Butler is a master of this way, and this wedge is also sent by Shan Chixia when Zheng Guofan was five years old.

He stroked the wakicha for a long time, and suddenly remembered that this knife was probably ...... It seems like...... It is...... Murder weapon?

Suddenly, the tender white tofu brain full of fiery red pepper sauce was knocked over again, in his mind.

His throat itched, he took a few steps to the corner of the wall, opened his mouth, and vomited, Shan Sinan was stunned, and hurriedly went over to stroke his young master's back.

This vomit turned the world upside down, and in the end, even jaundice water was spit out, tears and snot were smuggled on his face, and he knelt on the ground for a long time, and then he followed his strength, dragged Shan Sinan's hand, and casually stuffed the wedge into Shan Sinan's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Big head, you go and sell this knife." ”

"Sold?" Shan Sinanzhang and the second monk were puzzled, "Young master, you usually like this knife very much, besides, this is the ...... my father gave you."

"Go quickly, or the human brain will give you a dog's brain." Zheng Guofan wiped his nose and glared at him fiercely, this little guy is a very kind person in his memory, but this kindness is different from the cordiality between brothers and friends in later generations that he understands, it is a strong kindness that only exists in Ming and Qing novels [master and servant get along since childhood].

Shan Sinan muttered a few times, grabbed the knife and turned around to go out, Zheng Guofan thought about it, but still stopped him, "Forget it, keep it!" You can keep it for me in the future. Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of the child with a slightly big head, "Young master, don't worry, I promise to keep it properly, and it will be my own ......."

When he said this, he seemed to notice that he had missed his mouth, stuck out his tongue, quickly shut up, and stuffed the short knife into his waist, this short knife he was greedy when he was young, and the young master let himself keep it, isn't that his own.

"Did my dad eat anything at noon?" He put down his thoughts and looked at the kitchen, Shan Sinan followed closely behind, "I stewed a fish at noon, the master was worried about the young master, and he didn't eat it!" ”

"You go and heat it up."

"Hey!"

After a while, Shan Sinan came out of the kitchen with a large bowl of fish in a coarse porcelain bowl, and Zheng Guofan reached out to pick it up, "I'll go!" ”

The half-eldest son was anxious, and shouted with a glare: "Young master, that's not good, my father ordered him to go out and not let the young master get too close to the old master no matter what." ”

"Okay, I've studied in the county, and I know more things than you, I know it in my heart! It's okay. ”

Shan Sinan refused to live or die, holding the porcelain bowl tightly with both hands, and his little face turned red, "No, it just doesn't work." ”

Zheng Guofan couldn't fight for him for a long time, so he had to give in, "Okay!" Okay! I'll go upstairs with you and say a few words to Daddy outside the door. ”

The master and servant went upstairs, and the wooden staircase had rained yesterday, and they made a terrible sound when they stepped on it.

I went up to the second floor and walked to the innermost, which was a small attic with extra partition, and Daddy Zheng lived in it, the room was dark and damp, and there were a few low coughs from time to time.

Shan Sinan glared at his young master with his eyes, he didn't dare to be careless at this time, the young master was the hope of the Zheng family, maybe he would be able to enter the national prison in the future, see the emperor take the palace examination, and finally become a big official.

"Okay, okay, I know." Zheng Guofan took two steps back, and Shan Sinan pushed open the door and walked in lightly, "Master." ”

There was a sound of clothes inside, followed by the weak voice of an elderly man, "But the good official is back?" ”

Zheng Guofan was embarrassed for a while, this obedient official is a milk name, which is similar to the meaning of the heart and liver baby, no matter how you say this sentence, you are thirteen years old, and the thoughts in the skin are even bigger, and it is called like this, naturally it is a little embarrassing, but in the depths of his memory, there is a kind of admiration, which makes him involuntarily kneel on the ground, "My son made my father worried." ”

The father and son talked like this inside and outside the room, Zheng Guofan had hundreds of years of experience, and it seemed that he had grown up all of a sudden, and there was an indescribable taste between the words, and Father Zheng was quite relieved while coughing, he was also a person who had seen the world, when he was young in Jiubian, even the Mongolian barbarian Khan had seen it, and in this era it was already unprecedented.

Father Zheng was pleased that his son seemed to have grown up after this incident, and at this time, Zheng Guofan made an opinion that made him hesitate.

"My son wants to redeem the body of my sister from the incarnation field, and I ask my father to approve it."

The place of cremation is the place where cremation is carried out, although the imperial court advocates burial, but in fact, at this time civil cremation has been quite popular, some of the violent death and premature death, it is basically cremation-based, if it is a crime to be executed, it is also basically cremated, if the family wants to be buried, they must spend a sum of money to redeem the body. [bookid=1936955,bookname="Tang Chun"]