"Heyao!"

A tall and fat boy with a round face was screaming softly outside the window, smiling, sweating on his forehead, and still childish on his face.

Zhao ...... Guohao! Come on in! ”

Wang Heyao jumped up from the bed, went over to open the door, and welcomed his friend in.

Zhao Guohao, who grew up in the same village, is small, don't look tall and fat, but has a docile personality, and Wang Heyao, who has a cowardly personality, can talk to him the most.

Seeing Zhao Guohao, Wang Heyao inexplicably remembered Li Zhiting. These two are about the same size, but Li Zhiting is a wealthy family, and Zhao Guohao is an ordinary family, Zhao Guohao eats like this, which shows that Zhao Guohao's parents dot on him.

"Heyao, are you feeling better?"

As soon as I came, I saw Wang Heyao lying on the bed, but seeing the carp's posture of standing up, it seemed that there was no big problem.

I just don't know if what Zheng Ning said is true.

"It's okay! All things are taken care of? Are you all alright? ”

There was nothing to entertain their friends, so the two of them sat down in their chairs to talk.

"The corpse was sewn by Zheng Ning himself, and it was buried in the ground that night and buried at the foot of Siming Mountain in the south."

Zhao Guohao smiled, and his tone was also an understatement.

Wang Heyao was secretly frightened. Now he knows that Yuyao County is thirty or forty miles away from the foot of Siming Mountain. He admired the tenacity of these young people.

"Everyone, it's Li Xingzhong and Sun Jiachun, who are still angry with each other. But in a few days, they will be reconciled. ”

Zhao Guohao continued to speak, his expression unchanged.

Wang Heyao nodded. Sun Jiachun didn't go that night, and Li Xingzhong must have been a little unhappy.

It's all juvenile habits, and nothing will happen. Moreover, although Sun Jiachun did not go, according to Wang Heyao's observation, this person went straight and straight, not like a treacherous person.

However, Li Xingzhong, whose family is wealthy, and who is a single family of three generations, and the family is a businessman, which makes Wang Heyao a little worried.

Businessmen pursue profit over righteousness, I don't know what Li Xingzhong's character is?

Wang Heyao is not suspicious of Li Xingzhong, but he has too little contact with Li Xingzhong now. Li Xingzhong can mix with Zheng Siming, and his character will definitely not be too bad.

"They are all in Siming's house now, do you want to go over?"

Zhao Guohao said tentatively.

"My aunt is here, it's not good to go out now!"

Wang Heyao thought for a moment and whispered.

"I'll come back in a few days. You tell them that it's better not to get together in broad daylight, because it's easy to make people suspicious. Moreover, the government will definitely be able to find out who the head of the city is. You tell Zheng Siming brother and sister, be careful these days. ”

There are some things that he has to tell him face to face, so that these young people don't know about Taoguang and get into trouble.

Zhao Guohao nodded, looked at Wang Heyao, and suddenly asked:

"Heyao, tell me, the Tartars have already sat firmly in the country, what's the use of us making trouble like this?"

Zhao Guohao's words made Wang Heyao hesitate for a moment before he spoke.

"Guohao, why are you following Zheng Siming and them? Aren't you afraid? ”

"There's nothing to be afraid of! What I'm most afraid of is being looked down upon! In the past, when the two of us went out, I stood up for you. You think I'm not afraid, I just don't want to be bullied, I don't want my brother to be bullied!

Those corrupt officials in the government, as well as those banner people, all show off their might, and it is not good to see them angry! ”

Zhao Guohao talked eloquently. Wang Heyao could see that this was a second-year teenager who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

When ordinary people encounter these injustices, they just swallow their anger, Zhao Guohao dares to resist, and it is unbelievable in itself.

"Guohao, do you know what a spark is and can start a prairie fire?"

Wang Heyao poured chicken soup for the soul for his friends.

"A spark can start a prairie fire?"

Zhao Guohao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed softly.

Wang Heyao also laughed. Yuyao, who has a strong literary style, Zhao Guohao has gone to private school, so he is naturally not illiterate.

"Heyao, as long as the brothers are together, I have the bottom in my heart!"

Zhao Guohao stood up, and Wang Heyao sent him away through the back door.

"He Yao, the four officials at the South City Gate are really you alone...... Killed? ”

Out of the door, before leaving, looking at no one around, Zhao Guohao asked softly.

Four officers and soldiers were killed, the city gate was wide open, the earth-shattering case was shocking, and the officials and errands were dispatched one after another, but they had no clue.

"You know and I know, our brothers know, don't spread it!"

Wang Heyao was shocked, and hurriedly whispered.

Human life is at stake, and several people are involved, but there can be no accident, and they are all connected.

"I know it's you, and my brothers know it."

Zhao Guohao smiled softly, mysterious.

"However, that old Wang Tou and Zhang Er are both former Tartar soldiers, and they have some means, and they can't think of ......"

Wang Heyao and Zheng Ning, Zheng Ning is a weak little girl, and it is definitely not her who does it.

Except for Wang Heyao, there was no one else.

"Guohao, you have to exercise well."

Wang Heyao pointed to Zhao Guohao's round figure.

In fact, in the past few days, he has walked to the school every day to study, about twenty miles back and forth, plus doing push-ups and sit-ups in the room in the morning, the changes in his body are obvious.

"No way, it's fat to drink cold water!"

Zhao Guohao waved his hand awkwardly, said goodbye and left, and Wang Heyao closed the door and entered the house.

Assassination is about surprise and reaction, even if the Tartar soldiers are still eggs? It's not dead yet.

At dusk, the royal father came back, and the family began to eat, coarse tea and light rice, looking at the royal father's expression, very satisfied.

After eating, he was idle, and when he saw the books taught by his father on the side of the table, Wang Heyao couldn't help but be interested.

He used to open the book, but it was just some articles from the Four Books and Five Classics, which gave him a headache and was boring. However, the pages are yellowed and marked a lot, and it seems that my father is a conscientious teacher.

Back to the title page, next to the words "Notes on the Collection of Chapters and Sentences of the Four Books", "Yuyao Wang Shiyuan" has a few cursive dragons and phoenixes dancing, which is very imposing.

Yuyao Wang Shiyuan, this is his father's self-title.

"Daddy, your word dragon flying and phoenix dancing is very imposing!"

Wang Heyao praised a word, and just about to put down the textbook, his heart flashed, like being struck by lightning, holding the book in his hand, and froze on the spot.

Yuyao Wang Shiyuan, isn't he Zhu Cizhi, the fourth son of Chongzhen in history?

"Yao'er, you have to practice your words well. Speaking of which, your calligraphy is a lot worse than before, so remember! ”

Wang Shiyuan took a sip of tea, and after telling his son, he began to drink soup again.

The posture of drinking soup is elegant, covering his face with his sleeves, and there is no sound in his mouth, just like ..... prince and princess!

Wang Heyao came to the table and sat down, added it to his father, and poured himself a cup.

"Yao'er, what are you watching your father do? Didn't you finish eating, why did you come back again? ”

Seeing his son staring at him, thinking that his privacy was discovered by his son, Wang Shiyuan couldn't help but panic.

Father!

This is the name of the northerners, and it seems that the father is a ...... nine times out of ten

"Dad, that daughter of Widow Liu in Xikou Village is yours, right?"

Seeing that his mother went to the backyard and walked away, Wang Heyao asked softly to Wang Shiyuan.

"Who are you listening to! Groundless! Groundless! ”

Wang Shiyuan was taken aback, and the teacup he had just picked up in his hand almost fell off.

"Daddy, you don't have the surname Wang, your surname is Zhu."

Wang Heyao took a step further, spoke softly, and punished his heart every word.

"Bang!"

Wang Shiyuan's face turned pale, he couldn't hold it anymore, and the thick cup with a gap in the rim of the cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Hu's face was full of surprise and walked in.

"It's nothing, it's just careless."

Wang Heyao understood seven or eight points in his heart, and answered for his father, whose face was like ashes.

"You, how old are you, come with me to clean up the chicken coop!"

Wang Hu glanced at her husband, carefully picked up a few pieces of broken porcelain, turned around and walked out of the house again.

"Dad, go quickly, what are you doing in a daze?"

Wang Heyao pushed his father out of the house, returned to the room by himself, and sat at the desk in a daze alone.

Wang Shiyuan!

Do you think that in this way, you can hide from the world and let the Manchu net open up?

The change of Jiashen, Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself in the coal mountain, and the twelve-year-old fourth son of the emperor, Yongwang Zhu Cizhi, was captured by Li Zicheng, and was separated in the Shanhaiguan rebellion, and fled all the way to the south of the Yangtze River.

When he fled to Fengyang, Zhu Cizhi was taken in by a former official surnamed Wang and renamed "Wang Shiyuan".

Wang gave his death in the seventh year of Shunzhi, and Zhu Cizhi, who changed his name to Wang Shiyuan, continued to wander to Yuyao, Zhejiang, where he was taken in by a squire surnamed Hu who had been an official in Beijing, and married his daughter to him. From the comparison, Zhu Cizhi called himself Yuyao Wang Shiyuan, and took teaching as his profession.

Wang Heyao, who likes Chinese history and is familiar with Ming history, knows that Wang Shiyuan ended tragically, at the age of 75, he was ruthlessly executed by the "Emperor of the Ages".

When the turtle was also trampled to death, the "Emperor of the Ages" lived up to its name.

I remember that Wang Shiyuan's son is the character "and", and the last word is next to the word "soil", and his name is "Wang Heyao", isn't that exactly the case?

Wang Heyao, the Son of Heaven and Tian Mu. Under the world, it is not the king's land; On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister.

The father who is strict with his wife turns out to be a deep country in his homeland!

With a "creak", Wang Shiyuan pushed the door in, and he watched carefully at the door for a moment, and then gently closed the door.

"Yao'er, don't go out and talk nonsense, our surname is Wang, not Zhu at all!"

Wang Shiyuan solemnly told his son, his face was ugly, and his eyes flashed.

"Daddy, you're from there, why have you never heard of it? It's Kyoshi, right? ”

Wang Heyao asked his father to sit down and asked pretendedly.

"What Jingshi, it's Beizhili! How did you remember to ask this? ”

Sure enough, his father panicked again, and he was caught by Wang Heyao with a hint of imperceptibility.

"Where is Beizhili from, won't he still be a Jingshi?"

Wang Heyao looked calm and smiled.

"How can it be a Jingshi! I am Tianjin Weiren, Chong...... In the fifteenth year of Zhen, there was an epidemic of pimple disease in Tianjin, and all the family members died, so I was the only one left! ”

Wang Shiyuan's face was flushed, and as soon as he sat down and stood up, his face was flustered, and he was about to open the door and leave.

"Daddy, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense!"

Wang Heyao whispered softly, and suddenly changed the topic.

"Daddy, is that daughter of Widow Liu in Xikou Village your own flesh and blood?"

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

Wang Shiyuan's face turned red, and he whispered back to his son, and when he went out, he almost fell down, so he reacted and turned around and whispered.

"I'm coming in to tell you kid, don't say half a sentence with "", or you'll ......"

There was no "otherwise", Wang Shiyuan left, Wang Heyao's forehead was sweating, and his heart was cold.

Comrade Wang Shiyuan's father, you can't stand the test too much!

I accidentally became the remnants of the previous dynasty, which is too ironic!

However, the remnants of the previous dynasty must be slaughtered, and what "six worships to the emperor's mausoleum, three worships and nine knocks" are just the victors' show, and the cynics are just obscenity.

Wang Shiyuan is still beheaded at the age of 75, and the bloody history has proved it. If you want to be alone and live in the "prosperous era" of the Qing Dynasty, I am afraid it is all wishful thinking.

If you want to save your life, it's best to have a ......

The ...... of the scum Counterattack!