Chapter 62 Zhu Xiaotian's confused life
(a)
Shen Yuan poured into Dragon City, and suddenly felt that it had gone through the vicissitudes of time, and the mottled streets were still engraved with the tragic history of the past country. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info From the whispered howling wind seemed to hear the howl of the bitter wind and rain, the sound of the people charging into battle with their flesh and blood to defend the land, and from the mottled city walls, it seemed to feel the locust-like arrows flying in the air, piercing the wall panels deeply, and cutting through the chests of the people. If you close your eyes, you can still feel their heroic cry of defending the land as if you were dead, and you will unconsciously feel it as if you have traveled back in time to the battlefield of a thousand years ago.
Zhuo Bufan looked around excitedly, like a chirping sparrow: "Ah Feng, how do you look at that knife, it must not be ordinary!" Then he pulled him into a weapons shop: "Ah Feng, how about which weapons?"
Shen Yuan tactfully persuaded: "The weapons of Dragon City are famous in the world, and this is the 'City of Freedom', if you want to buy weapons, it is best to choose your own suitable one?"
Zhuo Bufan asked puzzledly: "How do you say this?"
Shen Yuan smiled indifferently: "To sum it up in one sentence: no matter how high or low, only choose the right one." Even if the weapon is a divine weapon, if you don't know how to use it, you can only buy it as an ornament, so what's the use? You are a sword learner, so you don't want to choose a sword!"
Zhuo Bufan said dejectedly: "Ah Feng, Hua Wu, have you found that the best weapons in Dragon City have the most swords, but there are few knives, none of them are my favorite, it's really declining!"
Hua Fengwu said lightly: "That's nature. The people of Dragon City are all good at swords, and there are almost no people who use swords, and those who buy swords are generally outsiders, so there are very few of them. β
Shen Yuan smiled and said: "The sword is the gentleman in the weapon, the knife is the overlord in the weapon, people think that they are commensurate with the gentleman, so they like to use the sword, the sword can sing and dance, can also defend themselves, and is easy to carry; β
Zhuo Bufan's eyes lit up: "Ah Feng, I haven't seen you for so many years, you seem to have become a different person, you seem to be more mature, and even I have the feeling of looking up at you?"
Shen Yuan smiled slightly: "Time can make a person mature through the vicissitudes of the sea, but the rivers and lakes can temper a person's will." Everyone will feel different life and death processes in the long river of time, and I think your journey must be wonderful!"
Zhuo Bufan's face turned pale in an instant, his journey can be said to be unbearable, and now he still has palpitations when he thinks about it, which makes him tremble all over his body involuntarily.
Zhu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Friends, I have a proposal? Hehe, I have been in a hurry for the past three days, and I have been chased by that group of flies, and my mouth has faded out, why don't we find a restaurant to have a few cups, and then talk about our own life experiences, how about it?"
"No!" Zhuo Bufan resolutely opposed his proposal.
Zhu Xiaotian's fat face suddenly narrowed into a slit, and he smiled: "Why not? Could it be that there are a lot of unsavory things in your history of the rivers and lakes that you are afraid to say?"
Zhuo Bufan's face changed greatly, and he was angry: "Zhu Xiaotian, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Shen Yuan persuaded: "You don't have to argue, everyone has their own bottom line in their hearts, and I am an exception? Since it is your own secret, it is naturally not for outsiders, this is human nature? You can order what you want to eat, and you're welcome?"
Zhuo Bufan's face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, and he said happily: "Great! Ah Feng is a rich man, if he doesn't eat you hard today, I'm sorry for the life of chasing flies in the open in the past few days, roar, let's go!"
Zhu Xiaotian muttered: "This kid's face has become really fast!"
(b)
A few people walked through a street, where there were many restaurants, the lights were colorful, the layout was magnificent, and the bursts of aroma rushed to the face, which made Zhu Xiaotian salivate, and his eyes glared at the boss: "Well, good fragrant wine, this is Fenjiu; haha, spicy shrimp, hairy crab, Xiangfei chicken, ......."
Zhuo Bufan said disdainfully: "No wonder it is as fat as a pig, it turns out to be fattened." β
Zhu Xiaotian looked at Zhuo Bufan's words, but he slipped into one of the most luxurious restaurants.
When Shen Yuan and a few people boarded the restaurant, Zhu Xiaotian was already happily sitting in the lobby beckoning to them, the upstairs was full of friends, the seats were full, and the voices of the north and south could know that they were from different places, and they were gathering together to eat and talk about something excitedly, and the most talked about topic was naturally the sixtieth birthday of Long Zaitian, the lord of Dragon City tomorrow, and everyone's face was full of excitement.
After a while, Xiao Er had already brought a plate of delicacies and four cans of wine, and they were well-trained to smile at the guests and politely make each diner feel at home.
"It's delicious!" Zhu Xiaotian picked up the bamboo chopsticks, sandwiched the vegetables like a whirlwind, drank a big sip of wine, and sighed: "It's cool!"
Zhuo Bufan grabbed the dish with him without showing weakness, and poured down a glass of wine, his bright eyes were already a little fishy: "Comfortable!" He filled the cup again and raised it: "Ah Feng, let's toast!"
Hua Fengwu looked at him worriedly and said, "Brother Shen, you are injured, should you not drink?"
Shen Yuan smiled and said, "It's no big deal, I'll drink less, don't ruin everyone's interest?"
Soon the three jars of wine had already been eaten, Zhu Xiaotian's fat face turned crimson, and his eyes were thinner when he was drunk, and he waved his hand: "Xiao Er, bring two cans of wine!"
As soon as the wine arrived, Zhu Xiaotian directly opened it and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, his face showed excitement, and he laughed: "It's a pleasure to meet all friends, I'm really happy in my heart, although we have only known each other for a few days, but we are happier than friends who have known each other for many years?"
Zhuo Bufan pursed his lips and snorted: "Listen to your tone, don't you even have a friend? Isn't that too boring?"
Zhu Xiaotian took a sip of wine bitterly, and cried bitterly: "Friends? Hmph! They are all a group of villains who forget their righteousness, and they are all raised by bitches?" He sighed, and his thoughts were extremely sad: "Why do you treat me like this? Fame, wealth, and status are so important? Aren't we friends who grew up together?" He took a sip of wine fiercely, and his eyes were already drunk!
Zhuo Bufan posted: "Yes! There are some people in this world who are bastards and ungrateful. When you are proud, everyone comes to you and flatters you, when you are frustrated, those people run faster than a rabbit, when you are unlucky, they use all kinds of vile methods to dissociate themselves, they will fall into the trap, they will slander you with all kinds of vicious language, and even attack you?
Zhu Xiaotian smiled: "Yes, they are all bastards, ungrateful bastards." The two drank freely, hooked each other's shoulders, and told each other their sad things.
Zhu Xiaotian smiled: "Brother Zhuo, listen to me tell a story: Once upon a time, there was a family, this family was very powerful, there were many people in the family, and the patriarch was also a very beloved man, he had a very happy family, a beautiful and gentle wife, and an innocent and lovely son. However, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. When the son was three years old, the eldest wife died of a serious illness, and the patriarch was very sad! But a year after his wife's death, the clan advocated that Luo renew his strings, marry a wife, and give birth to a son. Originally, others speculated that the patriarch's new wife would abuse or snub the eldest son, pamper her son, and let her son grow up to become the patriarch. However, things are the opposite, the patriarch's new wife not only does not abuse the eldest son, but also dotes on him very much, and treats him better than her own son. At first, the eldest son was still a little resistant to his new wife, but slowly he liked her. Twenty years later, when the two sons had grown up and the patriarch had grown old, they proposed to choose the patriarch's successor. The eldest son thought that he could be the patriarch in his name, but later, except for the stepmother, everyone chose the second son as the patriarch, and even the best friend who used to be with him did not choose him. He was very sad and unconvinced. They said, "What do you know?" In terms of talent, you are as fat as a pig, and the second son is handsome and dashing; in terms of martial arts, you can't even beat the guards, and the second son is already the number one master among the younger generation. If the position of patriarch falls into your hands, the entire family may decay or even perish. The eldest son froze, he remembered that for twenty years, he had been doing nothing, only knowing the best food, drinking, playing, and enjoying the most beautiful women, and he had never done a single thing for the clan. On the other hand, the younger brother has been training and suffering with the guards at home since he was a child, and when he grew up, he went to the most dangerous places to train, and made many contributions to the family. He thought about it for a long time, and felt like a clown, and the people of the clan hated him and hated him deeply, even the guards and maids in the family looked down on him, and the best things that were once the best had become his brother's, and he had become a dispensable transparent person, like an abominable beggar on the side of the road, an orphan who was helpless and had no one to pity. The eldest son almost went mad, and he packed up his soft clothes, and without looking back, he frantically escaped from his home, from that prison-like home, from the home where he had been sweet and now painful. β
Zhu Xiaotian cried while drinking, and after the story was finished, he began to cry.
Shen Yuan and Hua Fengwu looked at each other, and understood in their hearts that Zhu Xiaotian was the eldest son of the patriarch, and they didn't know what kind of family he lived in?
(c)
Listening to Zhu Xiaotian's story and feeling his sad emotions, Zhuo Bufan patted him on the shoulder: "Zhu Jian, you are the eldest young master who ran away from home! The position of patriarch is actually a burden and a burden to you, and being a patriarch is too hard and too worrying! How good it is to be light and have nothing to do! In fact, your life is also good, at least you have enjoyed it? You have not suffered any hardships? Even if you have a stepmother, she treats you like a parent and has never beaten and scolded you, no, think about it?" Think about it a little bit, compared to me, you live in heaven, you are really not satisfied?"
Zhu Xiaotian cried bitterly: "It's all useless to me, I've disappointed my father too much! Whenever I think of my father's eyes of pity, my heart hurts like a needle prick? I know that my father loves me very much, after all, my mother is his favorite woman, and in his mind, it should be me who inherits the position of patriarch, not my younger brother." But I let him down so much, I had failed his expectations, woo, I'm really a hopeless bastard. β
Shen Yuan sighed and said: "Zhu Xiaotian, don't feel sorry for yourself anymore! In fact, it's not your fault for the current situation, but your stepmother." β
Zhu Xiaotian raised his head and said in surprise: "My stepmother is very good to me, she has taken care of me since I was a child, and people I don't know still think I am her son!"
"Is it?" Shen Yuan sneered: "Excessive doting will only make people lose themselves, so that they can't tell what is right and what is wrong, so they go to extremes." From your story, I smell a conspiracy. β
Zhuo Bufan frowned tightly and said in a fuss: "Conspiracy? Why can't I hear it?"
Shen Yuan sneered: "From the story, I probably heard that your stepmother is a very scheming, very patient, but extremely terrifying woman, she has actually been calculating you since she was a child? She deliberately treats you well and pampers you, which weakens your will, and she demands her son is in fact to sharpen her son so that he can become a talented person, and when he grows up, he can replace him and become the head of a family. Maybe she has been plotting to rob your entire family since she entered your house from the beginning, hehe, what a terrible woman, really far-sighted. β
Zhu Xiaotian was immediately drunk, his face turned from red to white, and his expression became terrifying: "Impossible, this is all your speculation? I don't believe it, I don't believe it! My stepmother treats me so well, she will definitely not harm me, it's all useless to me!"
Shen Yuan took a sip of wine and said, "If you don't believe it, I'll also tell you a story to relieve your boredom." Once upon a time there was a merchant whose family was rich, and he had endless silk and silk and treasures. Although he was very rich, he loved his wife very much, never had a concubine, and had only one son under his knees. But the good times did not last long, his wife fell ill and died, and in order to take care of his young son, he married another wife. The stepwife, like your stepmother, dotes on her ex-wife's son in every way, makes him eat the best food, wears the best silk and satin, and personally selects the most beautiful maiden rings to serve him. A few years later, the child was fighting with someone else in the market and was injured by the other party, and the stepwife found out that it didn't matter, I was angry for you, and then I sent someone to beat him up in front of him, and told him that whoever dared to bully you in the future, I will be angry for you. She never taught him what was right and what was wrong, and slowly developed his self-righteous, high-flying, and domineering character, thinking that everything could be settled with money, and his temper became more and more irritable, and he liked to fight and cause trouble outside. Finally, one day, he was sentenced to death for a death sentence in a fight in the market. When he was punished, he was still naΓ―ve enough to think that everything could be settled with money, expecting that his stepmother would come to save him, but when he was waiting for a smug smile, he understood his stepmother's mind at this time. But I regret it too much. This story is similar to yours, don't you understand it in your heart? Alas, children are the most innocent and the most deceitful, they are like a blank sheet of paper, waiting for others to color them. Follow the good people to do good things, follow the bad people to do bad things, and sometimes excessive doting can also turn good people into bad people. Zhu Xiaotian, fortunately, you are pure and good by nature and did not cause the disaster of killing, otherwise, you will have the same fate. β
Zhu Xiaotian suddenly had a cold sweat on his head, and his whole body was trembling violently, in fact, he was very smart, he was not a fool, otherwise he would not have left the family and walked out of that closed world. It's just that his mind is still too simple, like a flower raised in a greenhouse, without wind and rain. He didn't think about it so much, let alone that his stepmother would calculate him so deliberately and presciently, so that he slowly lost his father's expectations and love, lost the trust of the people in the clan to him, and finally lost the position of the patriarch, so that he gradually escaped from the family in a defiled and embarrassed way, and became a rootless wanderer.
Zhuo Bufan gave Zhu Xiaotian a deep hug: "Zhu Xiaotian, don't be sad? buddy will definitely avenge you, help you beat up your stepmother, expose his conspiracy, and make you the patriarch?"
Zhu Xiaotian poured a sip of wine, the original mellow and delicious wine and tears on his face flowed down, but when it fell into his mouth, it turned into bitter wine, astringently, he just shook his head and couldn't say anything.
Shen Yuan said regretfully: "Afan, your idea is right. What's more, after twenty years of careful arrangement, his stepmother is afraid that the entire family is now in the palm of her hand, controlling many people, and has a lot of henchmen, as long as her son ascends to the position of patriarch, everything will have a worry-free future. Zhu Xiaotian, what do you compare to them?"
Zhu Xiaotian suddenly drooped his head, drank stuffy wine, Zhuo Bufan grabbed his hair in distress, and his eyes lit up: "No, it's too bullying, you must snatch it back, but not now?" Hehe, the rivers and lakes are the most tempering place, you fight flies with us, make more friends in the rivers and lakes, and then worship a famous teacher as an apprentice, within three years, you can snatch back what you deserve, don't forget to call me brother at that time, buddy will beat them for you?"
Zhu Xiaotian nodded, tears welling up in his eyes: "Zhuo Bufan, this is what you said, don't you drop the chain with me when the time comes?" I must make a vigorous break through the rivers and lakes, worship one of the most famous masters, and then return to the family to show them?"
Zhuo Bufan laughed and said: "Good job! Come, let's cheer for Zhu Xiaotian!"
Shen Yuan said with a smile: "It's good to have self-confidence, if people lose their self-confidence, they are really hopeless, if I am still alive by then, I will definitely help you?"
Hua Fengwu also raised his glass: "Zhu Xiaotian, count me in." β
Zhu Xiaotian suddenly burst into tears, and he couldn't say a word excitedly.