For this Zhang Fu, Ding Yi is not Ding Xiucai, so naturally he will not have any feelings because the father of this body is his registered disciple. It's a question of how Ding Yiyi lived after Wang Zhen's death. This is also almost a month in this era, Ding Yi did not climb the technology tree at all, but just trained himself desperately to increase the relationship between liliang and endurance.

Inventions? Copying poetry? Does it make sense?

As soon as Wang Zhen died, Yingzong was captured, okay, all of them were cleared.

Then cut off the head and take the house, and make the things you get for others to make wedding clothes?

Maybe the brother with a great personality will feel that even if he hangs himself, it is always a good thing to leave something to the Ming Dynasty and let the industrial revolution come earlier...... Dante Yi obviously did not have this realization, perhaps "after my death, the flood will be monstrous!" This is the creed he lives by.

In the past 20 days, Ding Yi simply let himself relax, so he simply took those brocade guards to relive the military life, and it was too obvious to stand in line directly, so he asked them to repair the vegetable field, and the vegetable field was more than the spirit of vegetable seedlings, which was also a kind of obedience and discipline. Then Ding Yi also changed a section of the pavilion into an obstacle, preparing to train the cross-country ability of those Jinyi guards.

For Ding Yi, this familiar atmosphere is relaxation, spiritual relaxation.

And now the appearance of this British public Zhang Fu has made Ding Yi see a glimmer of opportunity, no, Ding Yi does not plan to hug his thighs.

He has been branded by Wang Zhen, and there is no point in hugging the thigh of the British duke, not to mention that Wang Zhenzhen can't shake the British duke, it is still appropriate to move Ding Yi, even if Wang Zhennian remembers the old love and let him go, those who want Ding Yi to go undercover will definitely not let him go, and will the British public Zhang Fu protect Ding Yi?

It's hard to say!

Could it be that Ding Yi was forced into a self-hanging situation in Rongcheng, and the British Duke and the current Taishi Association knew nothing?

If Zhang Fu didn't know anything, it was just because he didn't want to know, he didn't take Father Ding, a named disciple, seriously! So I didn't think about taking care of his descendants at all.

Under this relationship, Ding Yi will never pin his hopes on Zhang Fu.

Dan Ding Yi felt that he could still get some of the things he wanted through Zhang Fu, such as the production of some instruments, armor, bows and crossbows, and so on.

"Ruyu, Xue Ning!" Ding Yi figured out this section, but he no longer talked about Zhang Fu with the old housekeeper, and said directly to the two girls, "Go!" Go out and play, we can't let them ruin our excitement! ”

The old housekeeper looked worried, and kept asking Ding Yi how he could say that Zhang Fu didn't have a few days to live, and could it be difficult for Ding Yi to tell him that in the Tumubao War, Zhang Fu was a high-ranking official who died in the military service? This kind of thing can never be said, don't think that the ancients are stupid, people don't learn mathematics, physics and chemistry since childhood, and they specialize in pondering people all their lives, maybe this word will reach Zhang Fu or Wang Zhen's ears, and there will be problems.

So Ding Yi could only say to the old housekeeper like this: "Uncle Zhong, if you want to go back to your hometown, when you see your children and nephews, you will give you some small objects or something, right?" Right, Wang Zhen, he is a eunuch, he is called Uncle Shi, and he also rewarded such a big house and slaves, not that I am greedy, you see, this old man will drink and kill when he comes, and he will be cold for a while, and nothing will fall for half a day, and he will not be too little, you can't leave a word for me to hang it, just like him, it is useless to feel immortal! ”

Uncle Zhong listened quite awkwardly, respecting the teacher is still put in the heart in this era, how to say that Zhang Fu is also Ding Xiucai's father's master, Ding Yi's words made the old housekeeper feel unhappy, but remembered that Zhang Fu said that he would lock up his young master for thirty or fifty years or ten or eight years, but Uncle Zhong felt that this old man was really turning his arms out, so the old housekeeper followed Ding Yi and them out in a single entanglement, this time, it was the main gate of Goldfish Alley.

Out of the goldfish alley is the side of the Yuhe Bridge, more than 20 days ago when the Ding side came to Beijing, the general flag Hushan was from the Yuelai Inn to lead him to this left near, but at that time and now the feeling is completely different. Ding and his entourage were in front, Uncle Zhong was half a step behind, and Ruyu and Xue Ning were a little behind, which made Ding Yi feel a little bored, but he could only follow the customs of the locals when he saw that the pedestrians on the road were like this.

Walking through the archway with the inscription "Yuhe West Embankment", the willows on the bank are lush and considerable, but there are many people who stop, Ding walked tastelessly, and also stopped to chat with Uncle Zhong; Xue Ning and Ruyu were both playing happily, and went to the stall of the merchant on the side to choose a kite, and a string of silver bell-like laughter sounded in the shouting.

"Although this willow color is also like smoke, it is much stronger than Chang'an Baqiao." Uncle Zhong suddenly sighed, and stood beside Ding Yi with his sleeves caged, "The sorrow of life is nothing more than life and death, the willow in Baqiao, every leaf is his mother's parting, who is impatient?" There's still a bit of life here......"

Ding Yi laughed, although Uncle Zhong never mentioned his youth, but judging from the scales of his claws, Ding Yi could roughly guess that his father who was in this body should also be a tycoon in the rivers and lakes. In fact, people often like what they like more when they lack something, and looking at Uncle Zhong's young man, you can understand why Ding Xiucai's father wants his son to study the imperial examination but does not teach martial arts.

"Uncle Zhong, do you care about the old man named Zhang instead of his master, grandfather or something?" Ding Yi folded a willow branch and played with it in his hand, and asked the old butler about it. This is indeed what he doesn't understand, including why the father of this body is a registered disciple of the prince of the dynasty.

The old butler laughed, but lowered his voice and said, "Young master, this is the tone of the past that did not understand the world before you realized it. ”

"Oh?"

"Young master, think about it, if the old slave is a commoner, if you want to call him the grandfather or the princess, how many heads do you have to kowtow to see the face of others? No, it's going to knock out the dog's brain, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the housekeeper in someone's house! The old housekeeper smiled and said, "Call him an old man, but it's different, they are all in the same vein, he is a senior and I am a junior, he can hold up the shelf of his predecessors but can't take the official tone, this can catch up with the words." ”

How could Ding Yi not know the truth here? What's so difficult to understand about this, the British Duke is a noble in Ding Yi's previous life, at least he has to be above the ministerial level, right? At the ministerial level, it is indeed impossible for an ordinary person to talk. Dan Ding Yi asked this deliberately, and then he had the next words: "But Uncle Zhong, you can't just give the grandfather of the dynasty a name of an old man in order to get in touch with him, right?" ”

"You know what? Zhang Laoxia really made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes back then, otherwise how could the old man become his old man's registered disciple? Speaking of this, the old butler looked left and right, stepped forward and stood at Ding Yi's side, and deliberately lowered his voice, "The young master of the Battle of Jingjing should know, right?" Naturally, I also knew that Chengzu's three sons were taken hostage at that time, right? Of course, there are various theories, but in fact they are hostages, does the young master think that Emperor Jianwen is really stupid enough to let Chengzu's three sons go back and do nothing? ”

It's really hard to think about this, according to Ding Yi's knowledge, Emperor Jianwen listened to Huang Zicheng's words, and Xu Zengshou, the Duke of Dingguo, assisted in letting the three sons of King Yan return to Beiping at that time, and waited until Emperor Jianwen regretted that he couldn't catch up. But it is clear that the old butler meant that the real situation was not so simple.

"Who is Cheng Zu? According to the old slave, when he sent three sons to fulfill his filial piety on behalf of his father, he had already thought about the joints. Zhang Laoxia was in his twenties at the time, and he was already a leader in the rivers and lakes, and the old slave was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a dream of the rivers and lakes...... Zhang Laoxia's acceptance of Brother Ding as a registered disciple is actually calculated. ”

Ding frowned as soon as he heard this, this is quite complicated? I can't help but ask, "What's the calculation?" ”

"Brother Ding was very much praised for Jianwen cutting the domain in the rivers and lakes at that time, and those vassal kings' thoughts on that chair had nothing to do with our Jianghu people, but it was obvious to all that they bullied men and women in the fiefdom, so when the feudal domain was cut, Brother Ding called it good governance...... Of course, Zhang Laoxia's acceptance of Brother Ding as a registered disciple was before that, but in hindsight, the old slave still thought that this was a calculating mind...... When the third son of Chengzu went north, Brother Ding originally listened to the news, and even called 'Huang Mou misled the country' but led a group of heroes to end them on the road, but Zhang Laoxia appeared, and between the confrontation between master and apprentice, Qunhao became unsure of who to listen to, at this time, the car carrying the third son of Chengzu was already roaring, and Brother Ding finally couldn't do anything to Zhang Laoxia......"

Such a period of the past is about to come out, and Ding Yi can understand why Zhang Fu doesn't pay attention to him, the descendant of a named disciple. It's not that you don't want to, it's that you don't want to, What is the Ding family? Jianwen remnants!

As soon as Ding heard this, he asked, "What about Wang Zhen?" He didn't know where it was coming from? ”

"He? Which green onion was he back then? It's just that Brother Ding sees that he is a fellow villager who is not good at mixing in the rivers and lakes, so he helps him from time to time and saves him face. With his status in the rivers and lakes back then, where is he qualified to know such things? Now he is really powerful in the world, whether he knows the old things and the old slave is not clear, he must not have known it back then. ”

In fact, even if you know, Wang Zhen and Zhang Fu are still very different, no matter how strong the eunuch is, it is impossible to be hereditary, right?

The British prince is such a big family, but he has to think about it.

But that Zhang Fu asked Uncle Zhong to take Ding Yi to visit the door on the tenth day?

The old butler smiled: "Young master, you think it's bad." It's not that Zhang Laoxia didn't dare to take care of the Ding family, but the Ding family was not classified as Jianwen's remnants, although Chengzu had the ruthlessness of the ten clans, but he still didn't forget to give grace to those who helped at that time, such as Dingguo Gong; After all, Brother Ding could have started but didn't do it back then, and Cheng Zuyuan was also gifted, but the old man was stubborn, and the old slave persuaded him for a long time, and finally hung up the seal and went incognito...... After the old man retired, Zhang Laoxia looked for him several times, but the old man finally did not want to meet him......"――――――――――――――――――

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