On the way back, I passed a mound-shaded hill and saw Zheng Ning worshipping in front of a grave.

The mound is made of loess, there are no weeds on it, no soil is added, and it should be a new grave. There is a tombstone in front of the tomb, which seems to be made of wooden boards, and it is not even painted.

No need to ask, this is Zheng Ning's father, Zheng Zunxiu...... Clothed and graved.

The human head is still on the city wall, and the body is not combined, so it should not be buried alone.

"Ahem! Ahem! ”

Wang Heyao pretended to cough twice, glanced at Zheng Ning, who raised his head in surprise, and continued to walk forward.

This field is full of people, and the ancients did not kiss men and women, so they should be more confidential and careful.

Didn't you say that a woman could not go to the grave? This Zheng Ning, why did he go to the grave alone?

Where did her eldest brother Zheng Siming hide?

Back home, sure enough, it didn't take long for Zheng Ning to push the door and sneak in.

Seeing that she was dressed in white, she was beautiful and pitiful, but Wang Heyao couldn't say anything of praise.

After all, this is a funeral, and there is no room for frivolity.

However, looking at Zheng Ning's expression, he didn't seem to be sad, which also surprised Wang Heyao secretly.

The strength of this little girl was beyond his expectations. I don't know if it's a good thing.

"Xiao Ning, your brother didn't go to the county seat, did you?"

Wang Heyao was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that today was a cold food, tomorrow was Qingming, the school was not going to school, he had to stay at home, and things had to be postponed.

"I haven't gone yet, I just don't know ......"

Zheng Ning's eyes flickered. Don't dare to look at Wang Heyao.

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes and take me to see your big brother."

Wang Heyao said categorically. He has always been resolute in doing things, which is also related to his perennial life and work in the army.

The father's head hangs on the wall, and the son will sit idly by.

Not to mention, seventeen or eighteen years old is the age of youth and recklessness.

"Xiao Ning, do you know what kind of person my father is?"

Taking off his sackcloth and remembering his mother's words, Wang Heyao subconsciously asked.

"My uncle was very nice, knowledgeable and friendly. How did you ask about this? ”

Zheng Ning returned in surprise.

"I'm not talking about this! I mean, he's ...... Is there any ...... on the issue of men and women?"

Wang Heyao gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

"If you have something to say, don't spit it out!"

Seeing Zheng Ning spitting and spitting, Wang Heyao's face turned pale, and his tone became a little heavier.

"Uncle is a good person, but I heard that he and Widow Liu from Xikou Village are a bit of that, and the two of them seem to have a child......

Wang Heyao's expression was serious, and Zheng Ning was trembling and completely confessed.

Child!

Wang Heyao was shocked. The father made a big fuss, and he had illegitimate children, which is far beyond the scope of "the old king next door" to change the light bulb and open the sewer.

No wonder my mother was so angry. If it is left in the Hereafter, it will either be separated or separated.

"Brother Yao, these things are chasing after the wind, and no one knows whether it's true or not. Don't worry too much about it! ”

Zheng Ning was flustered, and hurriedly persuaded Wang Heyao.

If it was because of the royal father's "stealing", Wang Heyao beat the royal father, this joke would be too big.

Wang Heyao pondered for a moment and looked at Zheng Ning, his eyes blazing.

"Xiao Ning, tell me the truth, what happened when your father was killed?"

Father's matter, or slowly investigate later, it's too early to draw conclusions.

"Brother Yao, what do you mean?"

Zheng Ning's eyes widened, confused.

"I mean, was your father killed for opposing the Qing Dynasty? Or, was he really killed by the officers and soldiers by mistake? ”

Thinking of his mother's words about the Zheng family, Wang Heyao didn't vomit or be unhappy.

"I don't know, it was the eldest brother who brought it to the Yamen, but as long as he returned Daddy's body. In addition, the eldest brother did not allow the body to be buried in the grave, saying that he was afraid that the government would track him down. ”

Wang Heyao nodded. It seems that Zheng Zunxiu is really not a manslaughter, there must be another reason.

"So, your father's grave is really a "well-dressed grave"? ”

"Yes, only some of my father's clothes, no corpses."

"Then you still go to the grave to sacrifice? Moreover, you are still a woman. ”

This time it was Wang Heyao's turn to widen his eyes.

"Big brother said it doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a show, and it's not true."

Zheng Ning did not hide it. Actually, she has nothing to hide.

"Your eldest brother is really ...... Deviant, ruthless! Didn't the yamen arrest you together? ”

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Heyao's foreheads.

His father rebelled and was killed, Zheng Siming dared to take his sister to the yamen to ask for his father's head, this courage is really breathtaking.

However, this is also too risky. If it were him, he might not dare to do this.

"Brother Heyao, don't you know, the new county magistrate is a nerd, he originally planned to return my father's head to us, but who knew that the villain Li Si in the county government made a bad move, so he didn't make the trip."

Zheng Ning said indignantly.

"Then why aren't you going now?"

Wang Heyao couldn't help but be a little curious.

Where Zheng Zunxiu's body was, Zheng Ning didn't say it, and he didn't want to ask. The head was not recovered, and everything was in vain.

"The eldest brother said, that county master is not a fool, he is afraid that he has reacted now. If we go to the county government to make trouble again, I'm afraid we will be caught in the net. ”

Zheng Ning's words made Wang Heyao nod.

There are some things, the county government will also turn a blind eye, but once it is a big trouble, the Qing Dynasty has strict laws.

It seems that this county order is not a nerd, but a rare confusion.

This Zheng Siming, who advances and retreats in a disciplined manner, is very bold and smart. It's just that this courage is too big!

"I heard that your father is away all the year round, and you were brought up by your eldest brother?"

Wang and Yao asked with relish.

"Yes, there is no one closer than the eldest brother!"

Zheng Ning's words made Wang Heyao react, and his heart was uncomfortable. The daughter doesn't even mention it to her parents, which shows the emotional hurt and missing.

But in the end, it is ironic that as a child, he still has to risk killing his head to get his father's head back!

“… How many nicknames do they have? ”

Wang Heyao remembered several other teenagers.

When you meet, you will drink for the king, and you will be on the edge of a high-rise building and green willows, which is just the style of a rich son, not to mention the rich and powerful, you must also have that social environment.

Under high pressure, martial arts training is strictly prohibited, so you should try it with a knife or a sword. Do you really think you're in the sin land with beautiful landscapes?

"Brother Jiachun is taking care of Auntie, and he can't pull away. Brother Xingzhong went to Shaoxing Mansion in the morning and will come back tomorrow. Only Brother Guohao was busy working in the fields, and I saw him just now. ”

Wang Heyao nodded. Life in eastern Zhejiang is hard, peasant boys, and naturally everyone is all kinds of trivial things.

"I heard that your eldest brother has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has practiced kung fu?"

The topic of Wang Heyao mentioned Zheng Ning's brother Zheng Siming.

"Yes. My eldest brother was seven or eight years old and followed my father to practice martial arts, and he rarely stopped for seven or eight years. Even Brother Jiachun is conceited with his bravery, and he is convinced of his eldest brother! ”

Zheng Ning glanced at Wang Heyao strangely. Several people grew up and knew the roots, so Wang and Yao didn't seem to remember.

His brain, was it really broken?

"Tang poems and Song lyrics, Wei and Jin songs, your eldest brother is all familiar with them, such as a few family treasures?"

Wang Heyao continued to ask, more interested in this Zheng Gongzi.

"That's right. My eldest brother respects Xin Qi's illness the most, and often laments that he is ill-fated and talented, so he is also a little cynical! ”

Xin Qi disease! Xin Jiaxuan, who was drunk and looked at the sword!

Wang Heyao laughed. This Zheng Siming has some meaning.

"When your eldest brother was twelve years old, he stood up for the poor and killed the third child of Nancheng's Pisty Han, isn't it?"

"Yes, in the end, it was the villagers who pleaded, and the big Confucians in the county acted as a guarantor, so that my eldest brother escaped death."

Zheng Ning answered the question, and while proud, he stared at Wang Heyao suspiciously.

"Brother Yao, you grew up with my eldest brother, you should know all these things!"

"There are some things that have passed for so long that I can't remember them clearly."

Wang Heyao walked to the back door, opened the door, poked his head out, and looked carefully for a moment.

"Xiao Ning, you go first, I'll follow. Safety first! ”

At this time, he wanted to see who this snub Zheng Gongzi was?

Maybe one day he can take advantage of the situation, these people are like-minded helpers.

During the Cold Food Festival, there were not many people in the village, either going to the grave or going to work in the fields, passing through countless earthen thatched huts, and walking in front of a large Zhumen, Zheng Ning stopped, she looked back, pushed open the door and went in.

The Zhumen is mottled, the lacquer pillars are dilapidated, the courtyard wall is in tatters, and the plaque is hastily wrapped around a circle of white cloth, indicating that there are new mourners in the house. The word "Zheng Mansion" that has fallen off the paint is difficult to argue, the eaves are broken, shabby and dilapidated, and the two yellowed old white lanterns under the eaves are gently swaying, just like "Lanruo Temple".

Zhumen is still Zhumen, but it is still a dilapidated earthen wall, only the weeds at the head of the wall are vibrant, giving people an inexplicable excitement.

The Zheng Mansion, with the ashes of the previous dynasty, has fallen.

Wang Heyao looked left and right, gently pushed open the door and entered, bypassing the blue bricks and broken tiles, a few towering trees came out of the huge courtyard, and the empty fallen leaves were damaged, and even the blue brick road was covered up for most of it.

Except for the main house, which is a tiled house, the wing houses are all rammed with loess, thatched crowns, wet leaves and ground, quiet and broken.

"Big brother, Brother Yao is here!"

With Zheng Ning's shout, a young man with a somewhat childish face walked out and stood still on the steps at the entrance of the lobby.

The boy was seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in filial piety clothes, holding a book in his hand, and dressed as an ordinary scholar.

looks like a broken boy, but he is tall and straight, with fair skin, black eyes, and a completely different temperament from the gray-faced poor people.

What a handsome boy!

Wang Heyao secretly sighed, this should be Zheng Ning's eldest brother Zheng Siming.

If this person wears Hanfu, wears a net towel, and gently shakes the folding fan, he will really be a turbid son.

I can't imagine that this Jiangnan boy is so tall and handsome!

Subconsciously he felt that Zheng Siming was a little similar to his father, both of them were personable, but his father was obviously much more elegant, while Zheng Siming was much tougher.