When Chen Jiru and Wang Wei came to Huating in the morning, Zhang Yuan was still sleeping at the Wuhe Inn, he was really tired, day and night, exhausted, at this time he could finally sleep peacefully, the sound of firecrackers near and far did not wake him up, most of the people blindly obeyed, there was a family that set off firecrackers to celebrate the fall of the Dong father and son, and the neighbors imitated it one after another, just like smashing the plaque inscribed by Dong Qichang everywhere, today's atmosphere is to set off firecrackers, just like Chinese New Year's Eve, but those chaotic and noisy world appearances have nothing to do with Zhang Yuan now, He was only immersed in his dreams, because of the sound of firecrackers and had a dream of the New Year when he was a child, the faces of his relatives were like marquees, and the memories of the two lives overlapped, but the warmth and warmth, excitement and expectation were the same, so he slept extra at ease - Mu Zhenzhen was not used to sleeping in vain, she only slept for more than an hour and got up, at this time it was already the end of the hour, a round of red was hanging high, but the inn was still deserted, there was no one walking, Zhusheng and their servants were still sleeping, this Wuyang Inn had been covered by the three Zhang brothers, So there were no other guests coming in - Mu Zhenzhen went to the well in the backyard of the inn to fetch water to wash, and also washed and dried the clothes that the young master and her father had changed yesterday, and when she came to the backyard, she saw that her father Mu Jingyan also got up early, tied his hair shirtless, played the whistle stick as a big gun, and danced in a lively manner.

Since following Zhang Yuan, Mu Jingyan has practiced martial arts very diligently, and is looking forward to his military career, to earn a background with military merits, to get rid of the identity of a degenerate, seeing his daughter coming with a wooden basin, he hurried forward, and the whistle stick in his hand suddenly stood out, stopping five inches from the tip of his daughter's nose, his arm did not move, the rod made of alder wood trembled slightly, and said with a smile: "Add a spear head, and you will really die." ”

Mu Zhenzhen pursed his lips and smiled: "Daddy said it lightly, I won't flash, and I'm not a wooden man." Saying that, he put down the wooden basin in his hand and took out the small dragon stick under his skirt, Mu Zhenzhen generally does not practice martial arts in front of outsiders, and then saw that in the backyard except for the old servant woman of an inn, there were only her father and daughter, and they immediately practiced with their father.

Mu Zhenzhen has never learned his father's ancestral marksmanship, Mu Jingyan said that he is really a girl, not suitable for practicing this big gun, this big gun is suitable for killing the enemy, the small dragon stick is best used for self-defense, fist and foot kung fu Mu Zhenfu also learned a little, even if he is empty-handed, four or five men can't get close, these Mu Jingyan pointed out some martial arts to his daughter, Mu Zhenzhen knew that according to the young master's arrangement, his father should go to the army, so his father wanted to teach her more martial arts, and he could better protect herself and Young Master Jie Zi in the future - the weather is hot, When the father and daughter practiced for less than a moment, they sweated, Mu Jingyan didn't care if he sweated shirtless, Mu Zhenzhen's vest was wet, and there were sweat stains on the placket, thinking about the appearance of being drenched all over his body and being seen by the young master yesterday, he couldn't help but be a little distracted, the small dragon stick in his hand was picked off by Mu Jingyan's whistle stick, Mu Jingyan glared at his daughter, Mu Zhenzhen was busy and said: "Daddy, I'm hungry and have no strength." ”

Mu Jingyan shook his head, thinking that his daughter seemed to have become more delicate since she arrived in Dongzhang, and he had said that she was hungry and had no strength before, but she was really tired yesterday, and she didn't rest much, so she said: "Okay, hurry up and wash your clothes, wash and go to eat." "Practice alone.

Mu Zhenzhen squatted by the well to wash clothes, while watching his father practice martial arts, he suddenly said: "Daddy, after you get ahead in the army, you can marry another mother for your daughter and give birth to a younger brother." ”

Mu Jingyan put away the whistle stick, said "hey", walked over and squatted beside his daughter, wiped his face and body with a sweat towel, and said: "Daddy, you don't have to worry about it, you take care of yourself-a good student serves Young Master Jiezi, and gives birth to a boy and half a girl for Young Master Jie Zi in the future, and you will have to rely on it for the rest of your life." ”

Mu Zhenzhen bit his lip and said coquettishly: "Daddy, what are you talking about!" ”

Mu Jingyan smiled "ho-ho": "Daddy is serious, Young Master Jie Zi is rare-"

"Daddy, don't say it—"

Mu Zhen really ignored his father, lowered his head and worked hard to do the laundry, almost rubbing his clothes, and after a while, when he raised his head, there was no one around, and his father was gone.

Mu Zhenzhen was alone for a while, and saw that an innkeeper came to draw water, so he quickly wrung out the clothes and dried them, and went back to the guest room to change clothes, she was in the same room with Zhang Yuan, a large guest room was divided into a small room, she was in the outer room, and the probe looked inside, the young master slept very soundly, so he shrank back, quietly took off his sweaty clothes, changed into a Songjiang cotton jacket, and then went to the inn dining room to ask for rice porridge and yellow cakes, and ate with his father.

At this time, Nengzhu, Feng Hu and the others all got up, shouting that they were starving to death, grabbing the yellow cake and devouring it, and the innkeeper ran in and said: "Several big brothers, have the ministers got up, there are ministers from this county who have come to visit Zhang Jiezi and all the ministers." ”

Mu Zhenzhen said: "I'll take a look." When I returned to the guest room, I saw that the young master was still sleeping, so I went to reply and said that the young master was very tired, so let's meet the guest again in the afternoon.

Nengzhu, Feng Hu, Laifu and the guys at the inn said that Dong Qichang set fire to the house last night, Laifu was particularly relieved, and said: "It's really a laughing death, then Dong Qichang let the two people carry them out to avoid the fire, and wanted to go to the government to frame the ministers, but my young master Jiezi had expected that Dong Qichang would have this poisonous plan, and invited Master Wu and Master Liu early, and watched Dong Qichang set fire to the house by himself, it was really a big joke, this joke, Huating people want to talk about it for a few lifetimes and a thousand years - Dong Qichang didn't know if he was angry, Even if he doesn't die, how can he have the face to go out in the future. ”

The guys at the Maizuru Inn are very envious of Laifu, Laifu's sentence "My young master" said how proud and energetic, the guys at the Maizuru Inn all recognize Laifu, isn't this Laifu the new bartender in Wanghailou, but it turned out to be Zhang Xianggong's family, it seems that Zhang Xianggong is planning to deal with the Dong family, and Laifu is an internal response.

The dining room was full of men, Mu Zhenzhen went back to the guest room, sharpened the ink and practiced the Huashan stele, and wrote a piece of lead mountain bamboo paper, heard the young master turn to the side on the bed, and chanted a poem: "For the poet to sleep in spring, the Taoist lightly beats the fifth watch bell - really?" ”

"Hey." Mu Zhenzhen hurriedly responded, put down his pen and got up and walked inside, saw that the young master had already sat up, and asked her what time it was?

Mu Zhenzhen said: "It's almost noon, the young master is hungry." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Fortunately, I'm too hungry, I don't feel hungry." He took a few sips of the tea handed over by Mu Zhenzhen, and ordered, "Zhenzhen, go and close the door." ”

Mu Zhenzhen was stunned, what to do when the door was closed in broad daylight, thinking about it like this, her face was a little hot, because a few days ago in Qingpu Lu's house, she saw that Xizhang's Yanke Gongzi pulled the maid Lumei into the room in broad daylight and closed the door...... Zhang Yuan smiled "hey", thinking that he really had a lot of thoughts recently, and he still said early-said: "By the way, see if Brother Zongzi is up, please come over for a while, don't alarm others." ”

Mu Zhenzhen said "oh", walked out quickly, feeling a little embarrassed, as if he was always looking forward to the young master being like him, the young master is not as ridiculous as Yanke Gongzi, well, the young master is ten or seven years old - Zhang Dai stretched his waist and walked over and asked, "Jiezi, what's the matter?" ”

Zhang Yuan asked Mu Zhenzhen to close the door, pointed to the twelve big wooden boxes piled up in the corner, and said, "Open two first, see what treasures there are?" ”

Zhang Dai perked up and said: "Dong Qichang appreciates it, Ji Dong must have a lot of treasures, this is what he specially wanted to take away, of course, it is the most precious, take a look." He added: "If the calligraphy and painting are bad, they must be soaked in water, and the Jihua painting is even worse if it gets into the water, so you have to ask the framer to repair it quickly." ”

Zhang Yuanqu flicked the thick camphor wooden box and said, "It is tightly sealed and not easy to enter the water." I thought to myself, "If it's all calligraphy and painting, it's troublesome, I want gold, silver and jewelry, and if I want to exchange calligraphy and painting for silver, it will take a lot of work." ”

Mu Zhenzhen tore the rope wrapped around the big wooden box on the top to both sides, and suddenly said, "Young master, this box has a lock." ”

Zhang Yuan took a closer look, and there was indeed that kind of long copper lock on the box, and said with a smile: "I have to find the key that Dong wants to unlock." ”

Zhang Dai smiled: "Seek skin with the tiger." ”

Mu Zhenzhen said: "Young master, do you want to call my father, my father has a strong hand, this kind of copper lock is not very strong, and it can be broken." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "No hurry. He bent down to take a closer look and said, "There are two boxes here that are unlocked." Then he joined hands with Mu Zhenzhen, moved the stacked boxes to the side, opened the rope on one of the unlocked wooden boxes, and shook it, this box is not heavy, it is estimated that it is calligraphy and painting, this wooden box is exquisitely designed, and it is tightly closed when closed, open the lid of the box to see, it is really a shaft of calligraphy and painting, and there is only a little wet mark in the box, these calligraphy and painting are not affected - Zhang Yuan took out a volume and said to Zhang Dai: "Brother, this must not be Dong Qichang's own calligraphy and painting, his calligraphy and painting are worthless now." Xin said: "Kangxi of the Manchu Qing Dynasty appreciated Dong Qichang's calligraphy and painting, and Dong's calligraphy and painting doubled in value. ”

Zhang Dai and Zhang Yuan each held one end of the painting axis, and the two sides slowly unfolded, Zhang Dai's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "This is "Traveling in the Stream", a masterpiece of Dong Yuan in the Southern Tang Dynasty. ”

The two took another volume, unfolded it and looked at it, Zhang Daixi said: "This is Huang Gongwang's "Xishan Rain Intent", wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Zhang Yuan has no intention of appreciating calligraphy and painting now, so he no longer cares about this box, and asks the eldest brother Zhang Dai to check it, he and Mu Zhenzhen moved out of another unlocked wooden box, this box is very heavy, estimated to weigh more than 100 pounds, and the box is not as delicate as the box containing calligraphy and painting, just an ordinary wooden box, Zhang Yuan said: "This box must be flooded." "Open it and take a look, the silver light is dazzling, it is actually a box of silver with large ingots and small ingots, no less than 1,500 taels, these silver are stacked in a mess, different sizes, presumably Dong Qichang temporarily asked people to store the silver here so that they can take it away - Zhang Dai heard that it was silver, but he couldn't take a look, and he looked at the calligraphy and painting one by one, and the exclamations were endless.

Zhang Yuan straightened up, looked for a cloth towel to dry his hands, and said: "Very good, it's good to have silver, I can help those displaced households by the Changsheng Bridge, I have done evil things in Huating, and I must do good." ”

Mu Zhenzhen said diligently: "Where did the young master do evil things, the young master is a good man in Liangshan, robbing the rich and helping the poor." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Helping the poor is only a part of it, and most of it is still reserved for drinking wine and eating meat in a big bowl." ”