C26 Han King and His People

More than ten guards surrounded him, scaring the civilians into fleeing in all directions. Dongfang Zhongyu's stubborn personality flared up, and he didn't just take a step forward, but shouted: "What are you doing? Is it wrong for me to save him? "

It was obvious that these guards were used to it. One of them shouted, "Where did all this nonsense come from? Call me! " As he spoke, he rushed forward and raised his blade to chop down. The others also rushed up to him.

The more Dong Fang Zhong understood, the more he understood that there was nothing reasonable to talk about with these people. He moved his body to grab that person's blade, and then used his elbow to knock him out. At this time, the others had also arrived. Zhong Yuan activated his Purple Light Lightning Blade, blocking the way to the east and attacking the north. In just a short moment, he had defeated seven or eight people.

He also knew that killing people would bring about big trouble, so he used the back of his blade to chop them apart. The pain made these guards cry out in anger as they cried for their parents. Stop! All of you, stop! " Suddenly, someone shouted loudly, sounding like a deafening bell. The guards, seemingly fearful of the man, immediately stepped aside.

From the east, Zhong Yue looked up and saw a man in a python robe urging his horse to come closer. He was a tall, powerful, muscular man with thick, long eyebrows, eagle-eyed eyes, and an air of haughtiness.

The man shouted, "Kid, who are you? He had quite the guts! "The team that rammed into me actually dares to hit people." "I only wanted to save that young man. I did not do it on purpose, please forgive me."

"Haha …" Not bad! " The man lifted his leg and picked off a long-handled golden hammer. The head of the hammer was the size of a watermelon, which showed how powerful the hammer was, "Kid, you can't just beat someone up for nothing right? Let me see how powerful you are. " As he spoke, he raised the golden hammer.

"Second brother …" "Don't do it!" The person on the horse came along with the shouts of a horse. It was Wang Zhenqing. Wang Zhenqing dismounted and said to the man, "Second Brother, he's my friend. What's the matter? Why are you guys fighting?"

"Your friend?" The man looked at him and then looked at Dongfang Zhongyue, "Who is he to be even more unreasonable than me? "He rammed into my horse and still dares to hit me!" Ouch! Brother Dongfang, this is my second brother, Han King. Wang Zhenqing said.

"Oh?" "So it's His Highness Han King." Dongfang Zhongyu saluted and said: "I'm Dongfang Zhongyu, I deserve to die for colliding with Han King!" He thought to himself: No wonder you are so arrogant, you deserve to die!

"Haha …" So you're that Dongfang Zhongyue! " Zhu Gaoxi laughed and said, "Good boy, you do have some guts. I like it." Hmm, Smoke Rankings number seven. Faced with such a person, it was better to be cautious and humble. Dongfang Zhongyue slightly lowered his head and said, "Han King is too kind. Please forgive me."

"If it was anyone else, I would have definitely hit him a few times," Zhu Gaoxi laughed, "Forget it, you don't know me. Work well at the Imperial Secret Service. I'll call Ji Sheng your official! "If you need anything, just come find me." With that, he waved and left with his men.

The commoners who were watching the commotion could not help but whisper to each other. The person who beat up the Second Prince Zhu Gaoxi, and Zhu Gaoxi still wants to be promoted to his official position? Who was this kid? How could he be so full of himself?

Wang Zhenqing watched Zhu Gaoxi walk away and asked, "Brother Dongfang, why did you clash with him …?" Thank you, benefactor, for saving me. " The young man who sold gourds walked over and knelt in front of Dongfang Zhongyue with a thump.

Dongfang Zhongyu quickly pulled him up and said: "How much is a gourd worth? If you get hit by their horses, a hundred gourds won't be enough to heal you. " Wang Zhenqing also heard this, so the latter understood the whole story.

"Thank you for your kindness, benefactor." The skinny young man bowed and said, "I can't ruin the gourds even if I'm injured. These gourds are for saving lives." "Oh?" Wang Zhenqing was known as the Young Master of the Golden Beer and hated people who were cheap and noble, who liked to help others and make things difficult for them. When he heard what the young man said, he immediately asked, "Tell me, how are you going to save these gourds?"

The youth sighed and said, "This uncle does not know that my grandfather has been ill for a long time, so how could he not have the money to see a doctor and get the medicine? It was not easy to wait for these gourds to grow up and sell them so that I could treat my grandfather's illness …"

Dongfang Zhongyue saw that the teenager was wearing a coarse cloth coat with seven or eight puddings on his body. Perhaps it was because he had been unable to eat for a long time, so he asked, "Who's in your family?

"Benefactor, Grandpa and I are the only ones at home." "Yes," the youth replied. What about your parents? " Wang Zhenqing asked curiously. My parents and uncles... "All dead." The youth's expression was sad.

Seeing that the young man's life was somewhat similar to his own, Dongfang Zhong could not help but feel sympathy for him. He pulled his hand and said, "Where do you live? We'll call the doctor right now! " The youth looked embarrassed. "But I …" "No silver …"

"I do." Dongfang Zhongyu carried him onto the horse's back and said to Wang Zhenqing: "Brother Chenqing, do your job!" Hehe … What am I supposed to do, "Wang Zhenqing also got on the horse," I'm just here to chase you, don't think about leaving me behind to help others! "

The more Zhong Zhong in the East knew his temperament, the more he naturally did not hold back. He asked where the young man's house was, and where there was a doctor, and immediately galloped his horse forward.

When they brought the doctor to the young man's house, Dongfang Zhongyu and Wang Zhenqing were both very surprised. The young man's home was on the south bank of the Qinhuai River, west of the Confucius Temple. Thirty steps to the left was the estate of the late Zhongshan King, Xu Da.

It was a garden style house with two floors. The first floor had pond rockery and a curved bridge pavilion. The water was the guide for the Qin Huai River. There was a two story brick building in the garden on the east side. He followed the stone path and walked around the pond. The bamboo forest was the natural barrier of the front and back courtyard, and there was an octagonal pavilion as soon as he entered the backyard. At the back was a hundred gardens, with four main rooms, three side rooms, and a wooden building on the west side.

Whether it was in size, layout, or construction, this house could be considered a high-rise, but it was neglected. The watercourse of the pond had become a puddle of muddy water, overgrown with weeds and flowers, the paint on the doors and windows had cracked, and the walls were about to be painted … Everywhere was a picture of decay and decadence.

As they headed to the back garden, Dongfang Zhongzhong curiously asked about the youth's name. The youth replied, "Replying to benefactor, my surname is Qiu, my name is Qian Dai." "Qiu Qiandai?" Dongfang Zhongyu's heart thumped, because there weren't many people with the same surname, he asked: "Do you know Chou Guangsheng?"

"That's my father." Qiu Qiandai was surprised. "Could it be that benefactor knows my father?" I... "No, I just heard of it." In fact, the more Dongfang Zhong knew, the more Chou Guangsheng knew. He was Han Lin Scholar Han Lin of the Han Lin Institution and his father's favorite student. However, at this time, he couldn't say it.

When they arrived at the main house, they saw that there was almost no furniture in the room. An old man was reclining on the bed. The old man was also extremely thin. His face was pale and his eyes were tightly shut as if he was asleep. There was even blood on his chest and beard.

"Grandfather, I've invited a doctor." Qiu Qiandai ran to the bed and shook the old man's hand, but the old man didn't have any reaction. Doctor, "Wang Zhenqing hurriedly said," Please take a look … "

The doctor took the old man's arm and connected it with his pulse before immediately frowning. He complained, "Are you joking? He's already dead, so why are you still here?" "Nonsense!" Qiu Qiandai shouted, "My grandfather was all right when I went out in the morning."

The doctor sneered. "Well? Their bodies were stiff and their hands were curled up, is there anything good like this? " Dongfang Zhongyu probed the old man's breath and found that there was no more warmth. He could only shake his head at Qiu Qiandai. Qiu Qiandai immediately threw himself on his grandpa and started crying.

Dongfang Zhongyu took out some crushed silver and sent it to the doctor. When he turned around, Qiu Qiandai had already fainted from crying.

Since there was no one else in the Chou family, they could simply arrange for a funeral! After finding someone to buy the coffin, Qiu Qiandai was still in a daze after waking up. He couldn't remember anything, so he could only find a place to bury the old man. Then, he brought Qiu Qiandai back to the Soundwave Pavilion …

After all these things had been tidied up, it was already dark. The servant said that Li Zhuangxian had come over in the afternoon. When the two of them got home, Princess Baoqing really wanted to stay there and be dragged over to Hou Mansion by Princess Huaiqing. The two of them were starving, so Wang Zhenqing had someone bring them food.

Qiu Qiandai was extremely hungry. When he saw the food, he immediately started to eat like a tornado. A tray of soup dumplings, a steamed chicken, and half a fish … In less than a quarter of an hour, it entered his stomach, causing him to burp and eat even more.

Dongfang Zhongyue and Wang Zhenqing were afraid that he might have broken down, so they tried to persuade him to stop. Dongfang Zhongyue asked: "What do you plan to do in the future?" Qiu Qiandai looked at him and shook his head, "I don't know either, benefactor."

The more Dongfang Zhong kept him from calling him benefactor, saying that the two of them were about the same age, so it was fine to call him big brother, and he said, "You don't have any other family members in your family, and you can't even stand on your own two feet … How about this! This Brother Wang's father is Hou Lu, his family is rich and powerful, how about you come to his family and help them with something? "

Wang Zhenqing nodded. "That's good. I'll arrange for you to go to the study room and do some light work." Unexpectedly, Qiu Qiandai shook his head again and again, "Benefactor, my family is considered to be from a scholar family. I can't be a servant to others."

"Oh …" Dongfang Zhongzhong was even more surprised, "But you don't have any relatives to rely on, how will you live your own life? How about... Selling your house? " Qiu Qiandai shook his head sadly, "We sold all the furniture in the house, but we can't sell the house... "Even if I go to beg, I won't sell it!"

Dongfang Zhongyu admired that Tang Wulin would rather beg than to be a servant. He felt that Tang Wulin's stubbornness was very similar to his own. He thought for a moment and then said: "I have another way …" I just don't have any place to stay. Can I rent your house? "

"That's great," Qiu Qiandai said happily. "Where does benefactor need to rent the house? If you like the house, I'll give it to you. I just need to have a meal." "Alright, it's settled then …" Brother Dongfang? " However, Wang Zhenqing was unhappy, "Do you think the Soundwave Pavilion is inferior to the garden courtyard? "Then please move into the manor today …"

"Brother Chenqing," said Dongfang Zhongguo, "I don't mean that. Although we are good friends, it's not like we can always stay here! "Coincidentally, the thousand generations house is empty, so I also like the environment there …" Alright, alright, "Wang Zhenqing said sulkily," In the end, it's better if you don't care about this place. However, let's see how you can get past my aunt. "

Dongfang Zhongyue thought: What does it have to do with your aunt that I find a place to live? I didn't sign a contract with her, so why should I be afraid of her? After dinner, the three of them rested separately. Wang Zhenqing didn't go back to the mansion, but stayed at the Soundwave Pavilion.

The night passed without incident, and on the second day, Dongfang Zhongyue was still sound asleep when he heard someone from outside shouting: "Dongfang Zhongyue, come out!"