Chapter 8: Seeing the Dragon (2)
"Brothers have worked hard. The Helper would like to thank you for your many years of loyalty and hard work, and this time you relied on your strength to defeat the Mirage. These are the little thoughts of the helper. β
Murong Zhi sent a letter of gold and silver to each of the pirate brothers. On the envelope was Murong Zhi's kitsch handwriting, which was simply the same as the standard calligraphy on the calligraphy. The pirates held the envelope respectfully and gratefully, as if they were holding the talisman of the Dao Gate.
My father's style is the real pride of thieves, and unlike her small pattern, he directly threw a lot of money on the heads of his brothers.
Suddenly, my brain pounded.
-- Hey, hey, this kind of job of buying people's hearts should be what I do, how did my father let her do it? Whether it is status or rank, I am higher than her.
"Young master, Madame asked you to change your dress first, and there will be chores for you to arrange the banquet later. β
Murong Zhi said to me lightly, as if I was a stranger. I waited for her to suddenly lean in close to my ear and curse me or slap me, but I didn't.
-- Things are getting out of the ordinary.
The banquet starts on time on the second watch, which is the night of the full moon. The seats were set up on the deck in the middle of the building, surrounded by barricades, and the corners were lit with human-high candles.
The five hundred brothers were in their respective positions according to their seniority, and some of the leaders even brought their wives and children to attend.
His father was on the top spot, and his mother, Mrs. Zhai, sat on his right hand. Murong Zhi and I sat side by side on our left hands according to the old rules. We both had a plate of mirage and a pot of liquor on our desk (the ship had been banned for a year and a half because of the need to save food; this was the first time that it had been opened in public -- I had secretly stolen wine from many of my greedy brothers, and I had been beaten with a stick by my father a few times. οΌ
After laying the emperor of heaven, earth, and water (legend has it that this is the founder of the three worlds under heaven, the first king of mankind, and the Confucian sect and our robbers are also admired), my father gave his speech of thanks:
"For so many years, the brothers have sold their blood and their lives for me, and I have divided your gold, silver, and jewelry. Tonight's battle is over, and swords can be put away. In the past, I promised the brothers a good end, but now not far away is the peaceful Baiyun Township. Lao Tzu has not failed you!"
He pointed to the ocean to the southeast, and the brothers shouted in unison:
"Long live the king!
"I have one more thing to say. β
I noticed that Murong Zhi in the adjacent seat trembled slightly.
I probed my mother in the cabin below, but she didn't know anything. I don't know what wonderful decision my father would have made. However, I guess it should be about Murong Zhi.
"Everyone knows that Zhi'er is the precious daughter of the second child, and without the second child, there would be no glory of the gang and the life of the brothers today. Many of the old brothers present also knew that I had promised the second brother to find a good husband for Zhi'er. β
The father paused,
"However, I never said that my little cub wanted to marry Zhi'er. In private, there are some rumors about how Zhi'er and my little cub are, they are all farts. Clarify. β
"Sister Zhi and I are innocent, I really treat her as my own sister, the brothers misunderstand on weekdays, and my father should not be famous. β
I stood up and calmly confirmed to the stunned leaders.
My father said let Zhi'er and I forget it. This must have made my mother breathe a sigh of relief, I don't care, I don't want to hate my woman as a wife, but I don't know who will wash my underwear in the future, some things are sentimental.
However, his father will not treat Murong Zhi lightly in the future, he is a robber who can stick a knife in the ribs of his brothers.
Sure enough, his father walked to Murong Zhi's seat, took off the ring on his right hand with four fingers, and held it high above his head:
"This ring is a storage ring, and inside it is the savings of the second boss for ten years. β
ββMurong Ziling has been dead for ten years, how can he still have savings?
I don't understand it with everyone.
"In my mind, the second child has never died. Every time we make a deal, I keep a copy for him. It's been ten years, and Zhi'er is sixteen years old. All the gold, silver, and jewelry accumulated in this ring should be given to her. Second, you have a spirit in the sky, and I will hand over all your property to your precious daughter!".
Father's tears rolled down, and Murong Zhi's eyes were swollen.
She respectfully kowtowed her father three times, solemnly took the ring, and put on the little finger of her left hand (the ring can be automatically adjusted according to the width of the wearer's finger), but not a drop of tears fell out.
"Thank you, father-in-law. β
There was a moment of silence at the table, and the brothers began to sing praises to their father's righteousness.
Giving the ring that represents Murong Ziling to the adult Murong Zhi (our traditional Chinese men are twenty and women are sixteen adults) not only means that she has financial independence, but also means that Murong Zhi has inherited the status of Murong Ziling and is no longer under the control of my mother.
"When you first came to live in our house, because the second child was younger than me, I asked you to be Jiankong's sister. Now that you're independent, you'll be ranked by chronological age. Kong'er, I'm going to call Sister Zhi'er from today onwards. β
My father laughed heartily and patted me on the shoulder.
"I can't tease your sister Zhi'er anymore!"
I get it all. It's all to help Murong Zhi build momentum. My dad is so outward-looking!
"Call you sister. Why are you embarrassed?"
How can I call a servant sister who has served me since childhood!
"Maybe my younger brother wasn't used to it for a while, but my father-in-law still let my younger brother adapt to it for a while. β
Murong Zhi finally delivered the fatal blow that was ready to be attacked.
"Sister. Congratulations. β
I want to endure!
I touched the wine glass with Murong Zhi, and I took one bite with the determination of "a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late".
"Let's have a feast!"
From now on, my sisters and brothers will help each other, and our gang will definitely be able to create more brilliance in Baiyun Township!"
The idiots down there are heckling again. Have you ever considered my feelings?
I was in a terrible mood for this feast. The mirage didn't move.
Murong Zhi didn't move.
"You denounced me and my mother's persecution of you?"
I asked.
"There is no distortion of the facts, no addition of plots, just a true statement to the stepfather. In order to properly solve the problem for many years at a time, the stepfather used extraordinary means. Let me be completely independent from my family, and I will not have conflicts with you. β
"My mother is very measured with you. β
"I know why she hates me, and I don't hate Madame. It's just that I have my own mission and plan, and I don't want to be deliberately limited by you. After many years of waiting, the day finally came when the time came. β
"Then you must hate me. β
Murong Zhi took a shallow sip of wine and did not answer.
The breeze came slowly, blowing the barrier indiscriminately, and also blowing on Murong Zhi's face and clouds.
We've been together for ten years, and I'm very familiar with her, but when I think about it, it's very strange.
When I need my maid to cook and do laundry, I see her always the same dead face.
And I don't know where she is, what she is doing, what she is thinking, what she loves, and what dreams she has when I am practicing, studying, and frolicking with pirates.
The only one I used to know was a Murong Zhi called "Tool", and the Murong Zhi called "Human", which I had never seen. Or rather, only occasionally rubbed it during the only class her mother gave her.
- And all my badness and intimacy are exposed in her eyes.
The more I thought about it, the more annoyed and frustrated I became.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a flute on the sea.
The sound of the flute that cleanses people's hearts.
The sound of the flute that frees me from my troubles.
"Look at the moon in the sky!"
Someone shouted.
The pirates stopped drinking and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
A black dot in the middle of the month fell down on our building ship, and the sound of the flute came from that black dot.
A boy in white clothes and a strange skeleton fell into the fence. He held a jade flute, his head was untied, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders.
This is the dress of a hermit, a savage, a maniac. It is also the dress of a cultivator.
"What people!"
"Grandpa eats wine, and the savages are here to stir up something!"
A few of the drunken pirates cursed, and they wanted to draw their swords, but they thought that the slaves had already untied their swords, so they rushed up and taught the boy a lesson with their fists and feet.
I don't know if it was the wine and food that fascinated the pirate's mind, or if this boy had some strange body or spell, several pirates didn't even touch the corners of their clothes, and they stumbled and stumbled to the ground first.
I'm not involved in the banquet in the first place, so I don't have these guys who are confused, and I have a clear mind to observe the actions of that boy. I was trained by my father's hell, and I was conceited and discerning, but I couldn't see any clues about him.
I looked back at my father - I always wanted to be a man on my own. Although I was reluctant, many times I still had an instinctive dependence on my father, and I always wanted my father to settle the problem. If there is a father, the bad things can always be remedied.
"Where did this friend come from, and why did he come to my ship?"
The father stood up, and this was his attitude towards those who could afford it.
"Under is Longkong Island, a medium scattered cultivation, walking the moon at night, suddenly saw your ship having a banquet, and begged for a jar of wine. β
His father threw him a jar of wine.
"Please!"
The boy stopped the jar thrown by his father with one fingertip and sucked it down, "Wonderful! I hate too little," he praised.
The father then threw ten altars in a row, and the boy and brother ate them all in one bite, and seemed to have an unfillable stomach.
Finally at the forty-eighth altar, Brother Gongzi patted his stomach and sighed, and said "enough".
- What a pretend.
"I've fulfilled the little fairy's wish. Please feel free to send it, and don't want to send it. β
My father probably couldn't stand it anymore like me, and opened his mouth to drive people away.
"Ahh There is one more thing to ask for, and all hopes will be fulfilled. Brother Gongzi suddenly sighed lightly.
"Just say. β
"I have a friend who recently passed away, and this gentleman is also a greedy person. I want to beg the king for a little food and drink to him. β
- This scoundrel!
I look at my father -- are we going to cut him down? Nobody knows anyway.
"You're so drunk, it's hard to bring sacrifices, right?"
I took the Silver Serpent Sword (this is my personal sabre, not given to the slave) and prepared to be my father's black face.
"It's okay, my friend's grave is nearby. β
"There is the sea all around, where are the graves?"
I walked around behind him and looked around, thinking that I might as well knock him out, and not kill the madman.
"Wherever it is, it is in your womb. β
My hand holding the Silver Serpent Sword was wet.