Chapter 225: The old man has no regrets in this life
In the middle of the night, three watches, under the bridge.
Zhen Youqian, who was dressed as a ragged beggar, clasped his shoulders with his hands and shrank under the bridge tremblingly:
"Shhh......h
Wu Qiang and the others sat around the fire: "This is the life of a beggar, Master Zhen." β
As he spoke, he tore off a roast chicken leg and gnawed:
"Eating roast chicken on a cold day is cool!"
Zhen Youqian swallowed his saliva and said cautiously, "Can you share the old man a little?"
"Huh. Wu Qian gave him a look, and then stuffed a nest head into his hand: "This is yours." β
Zhen Youqian pinched the frozen head of the nest in his hand hard, and wondered, "Can this thing come out?"
An hour later......
"It smells so good!"
"It's delicious, haven't you eaten it, are you're still hungry!" Wu Qian sneered and handed over a handful of snow: "If you're thirsty, drink some." β
"Can this also be drunk?" Zhen Youqian was disgusted.
Wu Qian sneered: "Do you think that a beggar can still earn more than 10,000 taels of silver a month? β
He is not a professional beggar in a previous life.
Zhen Youqian was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "What the hero said is reasonable. β
He picked up the snow and stuffed it into his mouth, showing a smile: "It's so sweet!"
"Master Zhen, the poor monk has something to understand. Jiese put down the chicken bones and wiped his mouth and asked: "Poor monk, you don't look like some big traitor, who will find a killer to kill you?"
"Alas, this is also normal. Zhen Youqian sighed: "The old man has taken over the family business for more than 40 years, and he is used to killing everything in the business field, so he has offended many people. It's normal for someone to find a killer to kill me. β
He stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake: "The old man loves snow days the most in his life, because my wife and I met in the snowy season. I also hate snow days the most, and it also snowed heavily on the day of her death. β
Wu Qian raised his eyebrows and said, "You have a story?" β
Zhen Youqian smiled bitterly: "Is there any wine?"
Wu Qian threw him a pot of wine: "Enough!"
"The old man was twenty years old, and Xiaomei was only seventeen. Zhen Youqian took a sip of wine and continued: "It snowed heavily in the winter that year, and the old man went out to enjoy the plum blossoms. β
"Xiaomei's family is not good, she was setting up a stall on the street to sell steamed buns that day.
At first, I didn't think she was very good, just an ordinary poor girl. But when I returned from the plum blossom appreciation, I saw that she had given all the unsold buns to the beggars on the street. There was not the slightest discrimination or sympathy in her eyes, only a zest for life and encouragement for beggars.
To be honest, I was really moved at that moment. β
"So you married her and entered the door, and the family didn't agree, but the two of you had already married up, and she had a miscarriage in fear, and as a result, she fell ill from then on, and then contracted the disease and died?"
"It's not a hit, but it's not far off. Zhen Youqian's smile was full of memories: "Speaking of which, I also want to thank that beggar." Xiaomei gave the bun to the old beggar at that time, but the old immortal blackmailed her, saying that she broke her leg by knocking herself down. β
The government held her fully responsible, on the grounds that if she hadn't given the bun to the beggar out of guilt, she must have done it. β
Xiaomei couldn't, so she had to try to lose money. But how can she have any money in her family...... When she was a child, her mother died early and her younger brother died young, and she was the only one who depended on her ailing old father. When she learned of this, her old father was furious, and he went like this. I bought her back when she sold her body to bury her father. β
"Then I married her. β
"Wait a minute......," Wu Qian interrupted him, "Let's not say that this is completely different from the master's speculation, and there is nothing similar at all."
Is it the only son of your family, and your parents will agree to you marrying a poor girl who sold herself to bury her father?"
"Xu Daxia, just like you said, there are three generations of single transmissions in the next generation, what can they do if they don't agree. Zhen Youqian smiled gently: "Besides, Xiaomei is gentle and virtuous, diligent and thrifty, and then guess what? Ha! My father and mother are closer to Xiaomei than to me! I complained at that time that I didn't know who was their biological child. β
He wiped the corners of his eyes and continued: "Later, Xiaomei became pregnant, and our family lived happily. β
"It's supposed to be ......"
"In May of that year, the old man's parents' enemies came to the door and killed my parents.
But Xiaomei was frightened because of this and had a miscarriage. β
"She was already in poor health, and then she was even more depressed, and she left me half a year later. β
He stretched out his hand and looked up at the snowflakes in the sky: "It was also a heavy snow that day. β
"Later...... Later, he got revenge under the next big revenge, but his father and mother, and Xiaomei...... They will never come back. β
Wu Qian was silent for a long time, and then said: "So you never leave room for business, and you always treat competitors to the end." β
"Not bad. Zhen Youqian replied.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, when is the time for retribution......" Ye Qingxuan sighed.
Wu Qian took a sip of wine, shook his head and said, "It's okay to be happy and revenge, it doesn't matter when he will retribution." β
Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly: "Poor Dao just doesn't understand, sometimes it's not good for everyone to take a step back." β
"Ha, then I'm going to talk to you about it. Wu Qiang said seriously: "Once upon a time, there was a storyteller surnamed Guo who said it well, and if you don't understand the situation, you must be generous, you have to stay away from him for this kind of person, and he will be affected by thunder." β
Wu Qian took a sip of wine and continued: "Others have asked you to be generous, saying that you have gone too far. But who is it that excesses?
If you don't know the reason for the matter, don't talk nonsense, if the needle doesn't stick to you, you never know how much it hurts. You haven't experienced the pain of others, so why should you let people be generous?"
"Maybe you have your own way of dealing with it. But all living beings have their own appearances. You are not him, and you have not experienced what happened to him, so how can you reason for others to deal with it like you?
Just stand by and say: he is also at fault, he should not have done this.
How can you say this, what is your experience, what is your standard?"
"It's like that lewd thief Li Zongrui, did your master say that you should let him go?"
Ye Qingxuan was silent, and after a while, he sighed: "I have been taught." β
Zhen Youqian approvingly: "Xu Daxia is right, others are looking for you to kill me, maybe it's because I also killed his family." So there's nothing to say, early tomorrow morning, I'll give my life away. β
"No regrets?"
"No regrets. β
"No regrets?"
"It's gone. β
"Good. β
Zhen Youqian drank the last sip of wine in the jug and sighed: "Wine is fine wine, but it's a pity that there is no moonlight." β
Wu Qian smiled: "It's a pity. β
Zhen Youqian nodded: "Yes, it's a pity." β
.........
The next day, He Xiaonian woke up from his slumber.
Her last memory is that she was forcibly poured a pot of wine by the drunk Brother Wu, and then she was unconscious.
She struggled to get up, and then the color of the vulture changed, and she was tied up!
She quietly squinted her eyes and looked around, only to see Xu Wanxiu lying beside her, and she was also squinting her eyes and looking around.
Looking at each other, the two looked at each other, closed their eyes and pretended not to wake up.
At this time, a person pushed the door in and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up." β
The two girls opened their eyes and glared at the person in front of them.
He Xiaonian gritted his teeth and said, "Zhen Youqian, it's actually you!"
Master Zhen moved a chair, and the old god sat on the ground in front of the two of them: "Isn't it the old man and me." β
He Xiaonian said angrily: "What do you mean by this!"
"It's not interesting, it's just that I don't want to die, sir. Zhen Youqian said leisurely: "I can only say that you young people have high martial arts, but you are too naΓ―ve." Who wants to die if they can live?"
He Xiaonian said in horror: "What happened to them?!"
Brother Wu, don't let anything happen to you!
"No, they're all masters, and things like secret elixirs don't work. The old man just drunk them and then asked his men to take them to the wild and dispose of them. Zhen Youqian smiled and said, "As for the two of you...... The old man's Qinglou has a semicolon in all parts of Dazhou, you can go wherever you want. β
"You! You are dreaming! Sister Bu will definitely avenge us if she finds out!" He Xiaonian tied his hands behind his back, gesturing to Xu Wanxiu while delaying time.
"Muhahahaha! The old man and the city lord of Ningzhou also have a little friendship, and the old man is not doing what he wants on this one-third of an acre...... Uh......"
He lowered his head, looked at the dagger in his chest, and muttered, "Oops...... I forgot to search my body......"
Then he died of exhaustion.
Xu Wanxiu pulled out the dagger and cut the rope for He Xiaonian: "Sister Ah Nian, what should we do now?"
"Go outside the city!" He Xiaonian rubbed his wrists, gritted his teeth and said, "I hope it's still too late to save Brother Wu and them!"
As soon as the words fell, the door of the house was kicked open, and Wu Qiao's voice came in: "Xiao Nian! Wanxiu, are you two okay!"
"Brother Wu!" the two little girls flew over and grabbed his arms left and right, and said in surprise: "You are still alive?!"
"Nonsense, how can a few crickets hurt us!" Wu Qian looked at Zhen Youqian, who had fallen to the ground and was lifeless, a sigh flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's okay if you're okay, Xuanji and they have come with people from the government, let's go out." β
"Hmm!"
Half an hour later, Wu Qiang and his entourage stood not far from Zhen's Mansion and watched the officials who were moving in and out to carry treasures silently.
"How are the two of them?" asked Li Jianshi.
Exhausted, they were resting in their inn rooms. Wu Qian replied.
"Brother Wu, is this really good? After a long silence, Jiese asked slowly.
He and Ye Qingxuan had already learned the truth from Wu Qiao.
Wu Qian sighed: "Maybe for him, this is the best ending." β
"Ah Poor, this reminds me, no, it reminds me of the list we took on as a killer for the first time after we returned from the Qin Kingdom four years ago. Bai Xuanji sighed.
Wu Qian was silent, stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and was leisurely.
Rewind to the early hours of the previous day.
At this time, the two little girls were already drunk, and Wu Qiang and Zhen Youqian were standing at the bridgehead.
"Why do you bother? Wu Qian said calmly.
Zhen Youqian was stunned and smiled bitterly: "You know everything?"
"Got it. Wu Qian replied: "You are terminally ill and will die soon." You made the list to assassinate you. β
"Not bad. Zhen Youqian stood in the snow and said calmly: "The old man has been beautiful all his life, but he is alone when he dies. Although I also want to see Xiaomei soon, I am always a little unwilling. There are so many things in this world that I have never tried. β
"Unless you live forever, this is inevitable, if there are no regrets in life, it is not called life. Wu Qian replied indifferently.
"Ha, that makes sense. Zhen Youqian smiled: "I wanted to invite a few people to let me experience the feeling of being full of children and grandchildren, but a few of them are not mortals, and the old man really can't pull that face." β
Wu Qiang smiled: "You see it?"
Zhen Youqian sighed: "Ha, the old man has been in business for most of his life, how can he not see it." Xu Daxia, your name is also fake, right?"
"Yes, my real name is not Xu Xian. Wu Poor said lightly: "My real name is Wu Mingqiang, the world-famous 'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang' is me, and the first 'Sword Zun' Qu is nameless. The monk is a disciple of the Shaolin abbot, the Taoist priest is a disciple of the Taiqing faction, and the three girls are the disciples of the sect master of the Xuantian Sect, the current sect master of the Evil Pole Sect, and His Majesty the Great Zhou. β
Zhen Youqian was stunned, shook his head and said, "The old man only guessed that a few people were not small, but he never thought that you were so big and terrifying. β
Wu Qian smiled but did not speak.
Zhen Youqian asked again: "The old man has lived for more than 60 years, and he hears people talk about the rivers and lakes every day, but what are the rivers and lakes like?"
"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Wu Qian said leisurely: "Isn't your business also a river and lake?"
Zhen Youqian laughed: "Reasonable! Reasonable!"
"Wu Daxia, the old man still has one last wish, I don't know if you can agree. β
"Please. β
Zhen Youqian caught a snowflake and said with a smile: "The old man wants to experience the rivers and lakes of your martial arts people." β
"Our rivers and lakes?"
"Not bad. Master Zhen nodded and said, "If those two little girls know the truth, the old man is afraid that they won't be able to do it." So the old man wants to ask you to accompany me in a play. β
"......" Wu Qian: "Yes." β
Zhen Youqian: "The old man has another wish, please bury me and my wife together after I die." β
Wu Qian: "Don't get an inch." β
Zhen Youqian: "If you agree, then the old man's family wealth will be all yours." β
"......" Wu Qian: "Yes." β
The wish has been fulfilled, Zhen Youqian stood in the snow and looked up to the sky and laughed:
Yin and yang live apart from each other, and they miss their wives in the middle of the night. The autumn flowers are withering and the autumn is over, and I am afraid that the weather will be cold and there will be few winter clothes. β
"Xiaomei, I'm here to accompany you......"