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It turned out that the second brother of the shopkeeper, Zhang Yuan, was an orphan very early, he wandered between various towns, shuttling between small towns, and finally, staying in Qingfeng Town, he also had to stay in Qingfeng Town, at that time, he basically did not have the ability to wander. The kind-hearted tavern owner took in Brother Zhang Yuan, so that he could have a place to live in this world.

I talked a lot with Brother Zhang Yuan last night, there was Brother Zhang Yuan's wandering experience, and there were some disgraceful things that Brother Zhang Yuan had to do in order to survive. Also, after Brother Zhang Yuan arrived in Qingfeng Town, the stable life made him full of hope for life, perhaps, with food and shelter a day, and his own things to do, in the eyes of Brother Zhang Yuan, he was already content.

Qianzuo stood in the crowd, looking at the flow of people walking around him, as if he didn't exist, the flow of people coming and going, as if he didn't notice such a small point standing in the middle of the somewhat crowded and noisy road.

"What now". Qianzuo thought in his heart, it seems that it is not possible to go to work for the tavern, Qianzuo is too small, and no one will invite Qianzuo to go. It's really a headache, thinking that his father's body is still in the wilderness, Qianzuo Qianzuo feels powerless for a while.

Qianzuo walked aimlessly on the road of the town, thinking about what to do, this is not the way, look at the sun in the sky, it is hanging high above Qianzuo's head, it is almost noon, I can't think of a way, what to do with my father's body, it can't be put in the wilderness all the time.

Qianzuo wants to go home, there are two older brothers at home, a father, and a housekeeper grandfather. But these ceased to exist almost overnight, and Qianzuo knew that his original home was gone. Then he must live first, and his father's body must also be buried.

Qianzuo seems to have made a decision in his heart.

At the door of the tavern, Qianzuo's thin figure lingered at the door, "Well, Brother Zhang Yuan, you come out." ”

Zhang Yuan, the second shopkeeper, walked out with a puzzled expression and said, "Little brother Qianzuo, is there anything wrong, big brother, I'm still a little busy now, I'm talking about it." ”

Qianzuo was a little anxious, "Big brother, you can find me something to write on the ground, I need it urgently." ”

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look, but I won't be able to find it, it's busy in the tavern, and I can't walk away for too long. At most, find an excuse to go to the thatched house. The shopkeeper Zhang Yuan thought for a while.

Qianzuo didn't think about anything, "Then thank you, big brother." ”

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Aomine Town, the most noisy area.

Qianzuo stood here and thought for a long time, "How to write it." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Qianzuo didn't come up with a reason, so forget it.

In the bustling streets, the crowd formed a semicircle, whispering what they were discussing and pointing. So that more people gather here.

In the middle of the semi-circular crowd, there was suddenly the small figure of Qianzuo, who knelt on the hard bluestone.

"Selling yourself to bury your father, it's really fake. Someone in the crowd said this.

Someone else shouted, "Why isn't it true, you look at a child so young, isn't it really so young to sell yourself on the street." ”

"That's not necessarily, maybe it's a lie, you just bought people, and someone from the government came to you. It's not like this hasn't happened before." In the noisy crowd, there is everything.

Qianzuo knelt on the bluestone, and there were four black words in front of him, "Sell yourself to bury your father".

Qianzuo is really out of line, so it can only be like this.

I went to look for something that the shopkeeper Zhang Yuan wanted to write, but the shopkeeper Zhang Yuan didn't find it in the end, but found some firewood in the kitchen that had not been completely burned.

The four words "selling himself to bury his father" were also written by Qianzuo after thinking about it for a long time, and Qianzuo didn't know how to write it, so he simply wrote only four words.

The crowd of people, pointing, talking and laughing, a group of people walked by, some ushered in a new group, Qianzuo knelt on the bluestone, began to have some doubts, so many people came to watch, so far, no one has stepped forward to ask, what to do! This is the last way I can think of, relying on Qianzuo's weak body, digging a pit to bury my father, when will it be.

Qianzuo knelt there quietly, his weak body looked very small.

Small body, but quite straight.

It's hard to imagine what kind of soul such a small body can hold, with its head held high, and the clothes on its body look down, but Qianzuo is kneeling here, so that people can't see a trace of despair.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Qianzuo's immature faces, lazily dragging his tail, slowly fading the horizon.

Qianzuo's heart is very unwilling, the sky is about to darken, can't I even sell myself?

Just when Qianzuo was about to get up. Qianzuo saw a figure standing in front of him.

The white robe, without a trace of dust, and elegant temperament, made Qianzuo feel so peaceful at a glance, and it seemed that his irritable mood because he had no money to bury his father was also eased slightly.

The man in the white robe looked to be in his early thirties, holding a folding fan with dense fly-headed small blocks on it, and the sky was a little dark, and Qianzuo couldn't see what was written on it.

He kept looking at Qianzuo, Qianzuo just glanced at him, his heart was a little calm, he lowered his head and slowly stood up, because it was a little long when he knelt and it was a little difficult to stand up, the man in the white robe just watched, and he didn't ask Qianzuo a word during the whole process.

After Qianzuo stood up, he moved his numb legs, but fortunately, it only took a moment for Qianzuo to regain his ability to move.

"What's the matter with you, sir, you've been standing here watching what I'm doing. Qianzuo finally couldn't help but ask the white-robed man.

The white-robed man looked at Qianzuo this time, and this time he felt hairy, like a wolf, staring at a prey.

After staring at Qianzuo for a few minutes, the white-robed man never said a word.

Qianzuo was stared at in a panic, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

"Is there a place to go?" came a voice from behind, could it be a man in a white robe.

Qianzuo stopped the steps he was about to take, "No, I was stared at by you, so I had to walk away." ”

The white-robed man's eyes narrowed slightly, hiding the surprise in his eyes.

"It's nice to feel my mental strength. The white-robed man was very surprised and inexplicably excited.

"Is there something wrong, I can leave if it's okay. Qianzuo's voice sounded.

The white-robed man looked at Qianzuo with a smile, "Where is your father's body?"

Is it to buy me, that's not right! Buy me and ask my father for the corpse?

With doubts in my heart, "In the vicinity of a small river about ten miles outside Qingfeng Town." ”

"Take me there. The white-robed man said very directly.

"What, what are you doing to me, my father is dead. What else do you want to do with his remains. Qianzuo patted his small chest.

The white-robed man's expression was very rich, first confused, then changed to thinking, and finally, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"You little fellow, you are not selling yourself to bury your father, you take me there, and I will deal with the matter of burying your father. The white-robed man shook the folding fan in his hand, looking like a weak scholar.

Qianzuo secretly said in his heart, "This guy, it's been autumn for a long time, and he still fanned with a broken fan." Is the brain caught in the door? ”

Half an hour later, Qianzuo and the white-robed man came to the river.

"Your father is near here?" the white-robed man asked.

"Yes, it's around here, you wait a minute, I'll hide it with a branch, and I'll find it right away. Qianzuo said as he walked around the neighborhood.

"Found it, here. Qianzuo remembered this place to death, and he didn't dare to forget it in the slightest.

The white-robed man appeared slowly, but very strangely, beside Qianzuo, and Qianzuo was startled

"This is your father, let me see which heroic man it is, with a son like you. As he spoke, the white-robed man began to pull up the dead branches that had been covered.

The white-robed man's face twitched slightly when he saw the corpse, and he turned his head to look at Qianzuo, who was more solemn than before, Qianzuo just looked at his father's corpse, and the person had already begun to sob.

"Your father is Qianzhenwei, Maple Leaf Qianzhenwei, and Maple Leaf Qianzhenwei, known as "Maple Leaf Piaoling". The white-robed man's heart churned.

Qianzuo's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at the white-robed man: "You know my father, how do you know that he is "Maple Leaf Piaoling". ”

"Back then, ......" the white-robed man seemed to be about to say something, and then stopped after saying the first two words, "Now is not the time to tell you, I'll tell you later." ”

Near the hill, at the foot of the mountain, there is a small mound that has been newly built, and Qianzuo's father is buried in it.

The white-robed man stood in front of this small mound, looking at the small mound, thinking that he was talking to himself, "Qianzhenwei, Qianzhenwei, you have been a hero in your life, and you have also made a great reputation in the rivers and lakes. I didn't expect you to become a pile of loess now. ”

Qianzuo knelt on his father's grave, "Sir, there is still a lack of a monument, you are erecting a monument to my father, my life will be yours in the future." ”

The white-robed man ignored Qianzuo, and still said to himself at the grave, "This is your son, don't worry, although we don't have a deep friendship, I will give you the name of "Maple Leaf Piaoling", and I will also help you raise your son to adulthood." ”

After saying this, the white-robed man walked straight to the foot of the hill between a pile of rocks, his hand into a knife style, and cut down on the mountain stones, Qianzuo was dumbfounded, after a while, the tablet was cut, and even the inscription had been engraved, Qianzuo didn't seem to see when the white-robed man carved the inscription.

I saw the white-robed man holding the stone tablet in his hand, and walked to the grave very easily.

"Bang".

The stele sank deep into the soil, standing firmly on the grave, Qianzuo observed the inscription, on which was painted a pattern of leaves, like a maple leaf, and then there was nothing.