In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Liang, who was looking at the bamboo slips at home, was interrupted by a noisy sound, only to see Zhang Laosan running in in a hurry, and after saying hello to Zhang's mother, he immediately said to Zhang Liang.

"Good boy, this morning some villagers found an arrow on the wooden stake at the entrance of the village, and there was a letter on it, and two words were written in it, one was grain, and the other was danger, and the point was that these two words were written in red cinnabar."

After hearing this, Zhang Liang put down the bamboo slip in his hand and smiled at his mother. "Auntie, I'll go out to deal with some things, you don't have to leave me food at noon, just eat with the neighbor's aunt."

"There shouldn't be any danger, don't be reckless." Looking at his mother's advice, Zhang Liang scratched his head and said with a smirk. "If you have the courage to come to Zhangjia Village to find trouble, I think it is those thieves who are dangerous."

"Poor mouth, go quickly, your third grandfather, the clan elder, still depends on your guidance." In the face of the Li family's ridicule, Zhang San could only nod awkwardly, thinking that if you hadn't given birth to this demon, my clan elder's status would not have been declining, and now everyone only listens to this kid.

After walking out of the house, Zhang Liang's expression immediately changed, looking at the letter in his hand in a daze, this paper he had seen in Zhang Cai's study, not that other grain merchants could not afford it, but that there was no intersection with them.

Because Zhang Liang has needed a lot of materials in recent years, he has sold more grain, which seems to have attracted the prying eyes of people with intentions.

Zhang Liang didn't understand the truth of his crime, but since the well-informed little families in the county refused his request to copy the book, he lost his source of information.

This once gave Zhang Liang a lot of headaches, he didn't want to be inexplicably killed by the army one day, after all, his strength value couldn't even do the two eggs who grew up together, let alone those thieves who licked blood from the knife edge.

Zhang Liang awakened the memory of Blue Star when he was three years old, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, Butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou, who can say clearly? It was also from another person's perspective that he spent dozens of spring and autumn seasons in that Huaxia, and when he woke up, he returned to his body.

This is a philosophical question, but fortunately, Zhang Liang's character never cares about this, he just wants to take his mother Li to live well.

Originally, Zhang Liang didn't want to show his specialness, but he really couldn't see his mother disappointed. Li was already in poor health because of giving birth to him, and after his father's early death, he had to do laundry, cook and beg for food to support himself, so he fell ill from time to time.

But Li firmly believed that his son was a natural saint and would be able to save the terminally ill Han Dynasty in the future, and this woman who couldn't even read big characters was the most staunch supporter of this dynasty, which deeply shocked Zhang Liang.

Because Zhang Liang did not show any miracles at first, he was no different from an ordinary child, and the long-tongued woman in the same village ridiculed him, and Li had a big quarrel with the woman in order to correct his son's name, and when he came back, he was seriously ill and bedridden.

In the middle of the illness, the mouth kept repeating. "My son is a born saint, my mother dreamed of a unicorn sending jade before you were born, when you were born, the sky was full of red clouds, and the sky was full of colorful glow, and he was destined to make a great career."

This frightened Zhang Liang, who was only five years old at the time, and he ran to the house of the patriarch Zhang San overnight, knocked on his door, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, asking him to invite Langzhong for his mother.

Zhang Sanben was reluctant to go out at night, but he was grateful that he knew filial piety to his parents at a young age, so he brought a sickle to defend himself, woke up his sleeping son, and the two set up an ox cart and prepared to go to the county seat to invite Langzhong, and the little Zhang Liang also insisted on following.

On the way, Zhang San was bored and said casually, "Your mother is too obsessed, how can you do the things in your dreams, is it possible that your little doll is really the stars in the sky." ”

Zhang San was just talking casually, who would have thought that Xiao Zhang Liang was lying on the ox cart and staring at the sky blankly, and said a word. "What if it's true?"

Because of this sentence, the ox cart almost overturned on the road, and Zhang San immediately scolded his son for driving the car steadily. "Good boy, don't scare the third grandfather at night, I'm timid." Zhang Liang, who came back to his senses, replied with a smile. "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything."

Zhang San and his son Zhang Zhen were silent, the sky was pitiful, a five-year-old little doll talking like an adult is weird enough in itself, thinking that this child likes to stay alone in a daze since he was a child, and almost does not play with children of the same age.

The father and son of the Zhang family, who thought they had guessed the truth, dared to slack off, and rushed to the county seat with the fastest speed in their lives to invite back Langzhong and save Li's life. During the period, all the expenses and medicine money were made by Zhang San, and the wife at home was very distressed about the money, so she kept complaining about him, and asked him if he wanted to accept the Li family as a child.

Zhang San, who has always been afraid of the inside, was also abnormal at that time, bluntly saying that this son is the Qiliner of the Zhang family, and what he does is dedicated to the public, and no one is allowed to put his beak in his beak, seeing his husband's abnormality, and his son also spoke for him, so the quarrel between the two was put aside for the time being.

After his mother's condition improved, Zhang Liang broke a green seedling from the crops in the field and sent it to Zhang San's house, and bluntly said that this was a thank you gift. "I have a secret method that can increase the income of crops several times, as a thank you gift from the third grandfather and Uncle Zhen for saving my mother, is it okay?"

Zhang Lian was shocked to find that her husband and son were just like the evil spirits, holding a green seedling silly music, and they were very satisfied with this return gift, so Zhang Liang whispered to Zhang San and left.

After this day, the villagers were surprised to find that the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng was exaggerated, and the patriarch Zhang Zhen took the initiative to farm for Zhang Liang's family.

The next day, the patriarch was blocked at home by the villagers, begging for nothing, crying and shouting, hugging Zhang Zhen's thigh, begging him to teach him the secret recipe for increasing production. Zhang Zhen, who was angry, scolded, "You worship the wrong temple, the true god is not here." ”

The quick reaction immediately guessed whether it was the five-year-old doll Zhang Liang, the village chief did not answer, but silence at this time was the best answer.

Therefore, all the villagers are a little bit of wax, they can't force the orphans and widows to ask for it, the most important thing is that they don't dare, they believe in the legend in the village at this time, and they are afraid of offending Zhang Liang, so they continue to beg the village chief with a sad face.

Zhang Zhen, who was not angry, shook off everyone and pushed his father out. "Go and ask my father, he has the best relationship with a good boy, whether you can have meat to eat in the coming year depends on your ability."

Zhang San, who was grinning on the sidelines, was suddenly betrayed by his own son, and scolded angrily when he looked at the villagers who came up. "You're really fucking inappropriate."

"You too, how many times did Lao Tzu say that the good boy was a unicorn from the Zhang clan in Zhuo County, a thousand miles of horses, have you ever taken it seriously? How many people are secretly making fun of my father and son in this year's spring ploughing? Zhang San was stunned, and the people who surrounded him were all wilted, and seeing that everyone knew their mistakes, he said slowly.

"You still need to tie the bell to the bell, you go to apologize to the Li family, and the quarrel with the Li family in the spring of this year caused him to get sick, I don't need to teach me how to do it." When the villagers got the advice, they immediately nodded their heads like pounded garlic, smiled and ran home to prepare gifts.

The next day, Zhang Liang's house was surrounded by water, full of villagers giving gifts, the woman who had quarreled with the Li family, knelt in front of Zhang Liang's mother and son in front of everyone, bluntly said that she was blind, and began to pump her mouth wildly, crying and begging Zhang's mother for forgiveness.

Since then, Li's heart knot has completely disappeared, and Zhang Liang has also taught the people of Zhangjia Village the secret recipe for increasing production, and when harvesting heavy grain, everyone respects this son as a god.