Chapter Ninety-Three: Late at Night
The noble man is a nine-grade official.
Zhang Huansheng drove a burly man in a green cloth robe, usually in front of the Zhang family, his expression was always wooden and honest, but at this time, when he saw the villagers coming around, he raised his eyebrows, and shouted angrily: "You and the others are all servants of Qingyueguan."
Sitting on my car is the Lord of Qingyue, the only descendant of Qingtan Gong, and the eldest grandson of Xiongjing Zhang's family, the captain of the Imperial Fengyun Cavalry, and Zhang Huansheng Zhang.
Yu Gong, you are the people, and the adults are the six noble officials; Yu privately, you are a servant who sells yourself, and the lord is your young master, how dare you be so noisy! ”
Hearing this, the young and strong men who came forward one after another, with a look of surprise and fear on their faces, stood still one after another.
Not far away, some old men who were originally watching coldly stepped forward, but they trembled forward, and after saluting together, one of the leaders asked stubbornly: "Since the noble man is here, I don't know if there are any tokens?" ”
"What a slave, you dare to question the identity of a gentleman!" The strong man driving was furious when he heard this, and he directly raised the horsewhip, and was about to pull it off, when suddenly he saw the bamboo curtain of the carriage behind him suddenly rolled up, and a hurricane gushed out, turning into an invisible chain, and firmly grabbed the strong man's raised right hand.
After that, a Qing Yue's voice sounded in the carriage, "The cloud cavalry captain is just a small six-rank soldier, what is there to pretend to."
But if the old man really doesn't believe it, then according to the holy decree, His Majesty also rewarded a small seal, you can take a look. ”
The voice landed, one inch was square, two or three inches high, and the silver seal carved with a horse stepping on the cloud pattern floated out with the wind and hung in front of the eyes of those village elders.
Looking at the seal in the air, it was extremely exquisite, it really didn't look like a fake, the old people in the mountain village looked at each other, and they didn't really take the silver seal to check it at all, showing panic, kneeling on the ground, and constantly kowtowing: "The young master is above, and the little old man has no eyes, and he actually offended you, capital crime, capital crime!" ”
While confessing their guilt together, they also angrily scolded the juniors around them, "Bold things, the young master is coming, why don't you come and kowtow quickly, it's really a stubborn thing that doesn't know the number of etiquette." ”;
"I'm fascinated by watching social dramas, have you lost your brains, a group of gray grandsons who should dig out their eyeballs, the young master is here, and he hasn't come to kneel to greet him.";
"The first time I saw the young master, I lost my manners, and I was carefully discounted my legs, it's really something that I don't know whether to live or die, and I don't come to meet it." …
was made by them, and a good sub-club drama could not continue in a blink of an eye, and hundreds of mouths soon fell down densely on the threshing floor.
On the stage made of wood in the distance, a young man with a face touching gold dust, dressed as a golden boy of fortune, condescendingly, through the fire on the threshing floor and the bright moonlight in the sky, a bird's-eye view of the heads all over the ground, his heartbeat unconsciously increased several times faster, and silently thought: "Husband, it should be like this."
One day, I'm going to do the same! ”
Standing beside him, the girl dressed as a Jinbaoyu girl looked at the same scene, but her hateful silver teeth were bitten, and she secretly thought in her heart: "A small family child treats hundreds of ordinary people as ants, bullying and manipulating at will, how unfair is the way of heaven."
Our generation will fight for it in anger! ”
Zhang Huansheng, who was in the distance, naturally didn't know that on the wooden platform more than 20 zhang away, the two little actors had different thoughts, and when they saw everyone kneeling down, they only said lightly, "Get up." He jumped out of the carriage, left the villagers behind, walked through the mountain village, stepped on a stone path, walked up, and entered the mountain forest alone.
After a while, the hustle and bustle of the red dust is getting farther away, only the sound of insects and birds chirping in the ears, the roar of the beasts in the water, and a hundred or dozens of steps forward, his eyes suddenly opened up, a flat stone cliff appeared, leaning on the mountain wall there is a clear spring gushing out, there is a Taoist temple built by the spring, although it is not very magnificent, but it is also three into seven halls, extremely exquisite.
"Here it is." Looking up, I saw that the Taoist temple carved with the Taoist green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, Xuanwu Quartet auspicious door beam hung on the sub-green wood plaque, written 'Qingyue Temple' three dragons flying phoenix dance, Zhang Huansheng muttered in his mouth, strode forward, 'Papapa...' knocked on the door.
He didn't use much force, but he was in the quiet realm again, and the slightest sound was extremely harsh, and soon a Taoist boy opened the door, and he scolded impatiently without looking: "Who, it's so late and disturbing people's quiet." ”
"The boy is invited." When Zhang Huansheng heard this, he replied with a smile: "I am the worldly grandson of your family's master, Zhang Huansheng, I was summoned by my grandfather a few days ago, but I missed it because of retreat..."
Before he finished speaking, the little Taoist boy had his eyes widened, and he said again and again: "It turned out that the gentleman of the Zhang family came, it was rude, I thought it was those nearby mountain people who had an emergency and came to seek medical advice."
Gentleman, please come in, use a cup of hot tea in the wing room to dispel the cold, and I will immediately go and tell the senior brother Zhike, and let him report to the Lord and say that you are here. He hurriedly welcomed it into the view.
After that, Zhang Huansheng was taken to the side room, drank a cup of steaming flower tea, and after a while, he followed a middle-aged Taoist who claimed to be a good guest to the door of a quiet room in the inner hall.
Then the Taoist gently pushed open the wooden door painted with black and white fish, and respectfully reported, "Daoist, the gentleman of the Zhang family is here." He asked Zhang Huansheng to step into the quiet room.
The room is only two zhang square, and there are only three things inside, one is a long couch placed against the wall, the second is a brass brazier placed in front of the couch, and the third is a round futon behind the copper plate.
On the couch, an old man with white hair and a Taoist robe sat cross-legged, looking at Zhang Huansheng for a long time with mixed expressions on his face, pointing to the futon and saying, "Sit down." ”
When Zhang Huansheng heard this, he gave a deep salute and said dryly, "Grandfather is good, grandson will give you a gift." Then he sat down on the futon.
When he sat down, the old man said suddenly: "Son, it has been more than 200 days since you recognized your ancestors and returned to your ancestors, but I haven't seen you, do you blame me?" ”
"Monk without a family," Zhang Huansheng was silent for a moment, and replied softly: "Since you are already a real person of the Daomen, it is a matter of course that you do not see ordinary relatives and concentrate on pure cultivation. ”
"Don't dare to talk about it, that's weird," Hearing this, Zhang Qingtan sighed faintly and said: "But it's no wonder, you wandered freely among the people, suffered a lot, and finally returned to your noble family, but as a result, your father is in the same line, the elders are unkind, and the brothers are disrespectful;
There is only one lonely old man left in the mother's line, and she still ignores it, and it is natural that she has resentment in her heart. ”