C16

The fifth rank thousand households that were treated as treasures by Zhu Yisu and his son were indeed not worth much. Let alone the orthodox civil servants, even petty official who had read a few books would not be interested in them.

Zhi Prefecture only became a matchmaker for Lee Family because of Zhu Hongzhao's transcribed scriptures. If one had to talk about severity, He Zhi Prefecture valued Zhu Hongzhao's knowledge and temperament even more.

As for Zhu Yisu, he was a level 5 Martial Disciple. Although he was an Elementary Scholar and had a scholarly appearance, he was now a Martial Disciple. A Martial Disciple that even people in the prefectural level looked down upon.

Since the Ming Ying Sect's earth and wood castles, 230 thousand elite soldiers had been completely wiped out. Even the military officials and kinsman of the emperor with immortal feats s with Ming Dynasty were completely annihilated. Without the help of these illustrious martial artists, the scholars' group would naturally try their best to suppress the status of martial artists. For no other reason than to subdue the warriors and make them listen to him.

The imperial court had to be balanced. The Han Dynasty was divided into four camps, namely, the imperial court, the outer court, the rich and the eunuchs. The court was out of business, so there wasn't much business in the East Han Dynasty. At the end of the Spirit Emperor period, the emissaries and eunuchs perished together, representing the warlord Dong Zhuo to go on the stage and fight against the Wealthy Class. The two sides faced each other and the Han Dynasty lost the game.

It was just like the current Ming Dynasty. The warriors were toyed to death by the Emperor of Ying Zong, the clan was bound by the empire, and most of the outsiders were honest people. They simply could not stand up in the imperial court. In this way, he would be fighting the eunuchs, who represented the interests of the emperor, and the literati, who represented the big business owners. The emperor was the mediator.

The internal Donglin Party of scholars are also fighting with Chu Party, Zhejiang Party, and Qi Party. Each one of them fights for the sake of fighting, so if you agree with me, I will oppose it. For example, protecting the interests of the big landlords and the big merchants was also the same as protecting their interests.

The resources of the imperial court were limited. As they fought, they did not forget to suppress the martial artists. It was true that martial arts were needed to protect one's family and defend one's country, but this group of martial arts were also the ones who went free and wreaked havoc. The group of literati who controlled public opinion and the Emperor who was unintentionally raised caused the status of the martial artists to drop lower and lower.

Today, a small petty official didn't even bother to look at him. He was wholeheartedly toasting that small secret service of the Ming Dynasty flag, which made Zhu Yisu very angry.

The lamb dish didn't move at all, letting the chill go cold and the smell of the food waft in the air.

Zhu Hongzhao was wearing a white cotton jacket. After eating a little and seeing that his father had left, he followed him out.

As the father and son walked along the corridor, Zhu Yisu sighed and said, "Today, I was looked down upon by an ignorant official. It is difficult for a gentleman to be a gentleman if one does not know it. "

"If father feels humiliated, your son will kill that fatty to vent your father's anger."

The seriousness in Zhu Hongzhao's words made Zhu Yisu smile. "It's not worth it. My son's future is bright. How can he destroy his own future because of such a small matter?"

"So father has a lot of people. Why do you have to be angry about it? "If you get angry and your body breaks down, it's not worth it even if you get hungry."

Zhu Hongzhao walked his father back to his room, closed the door and said, "Uncle Ning Yuan is middle-aged. He must have had a hard time in the world, so he rolled his eyes at the officials. "Look at the current eastern and southern parts of Liaoning province, although Lee is a general of the martial arts world, her fame has covered the entire world."

When Zhu Yisu heard this, the gloom in his heart dissipated. He said, "Uncle Ning Yuan came from nowhere, so we are indeed following his example. I, your father, will not seek to live beyond the ninth birthday of Uncle Ning Yuan, nor seek for my reputation to shake the world. I only hope to save up a sum for my son. "

Ning Yuan Bo was Lee Chengliang, a very powerful and monstrous man. After inheriting the inheritance of the Iron Ridge Guard in his forties, he had advanced by leaps and bounds to become the Emperor of eastern and southern parts of Liaoning province, which Lee claimed was the family of generals. In the real family of generals, the nine sons were either General Officer or Commander, strong and robust.

In order to restrain the eastern and southern parts of Liaoning province, the imperial government had helped the Mai Gui Clan, which had the same Datong Town as the Right Guard, to rise up, and they were known as the 'General of the Ma Family'. The east and the west coexist, and is known as East Li Xi Ma.

And right now, the Datong Town had basically been controlled by the military official of the Right Guard who was the representative of the Ma Family. Cao Bianjiao and Cao Wenzhao, uncle and nephew, are from the same generation of Garrison Army officials of the Right Guard.

Zhu Hongzhao thought about the matter of the Ma Family General as he chatted with his father.

His clan's status meant that he would be treated like a pig in the Ming Dynasty. If he wasn't in the Ming Dynasty, he would be treated like a pig to be killed. At this moment, the two mighty generals, heng heng, are just dogs with wolf lineage. He had better looks and louder barks than the other dogs, and that was all.

Xinping Fort would become the home of father and son. It would be difficult for them to develop outwards, so they could only expand inside. To protect himself, he first needed a stable rear. It was clear that this Datong Town could only produce one voice.

Emperor Wanli was about to die, so the next person to succeed him should be his grandson, Zhu Yushu, the famous carpenter emperor.

During this period of time, he understood the structure of the royal family, and discovered that Crown Prince Zhu Changluo was still alive and well. He didn't know why, but he didn't know that there was an emperor called Zhu Changluo in his previous life, nor did he have much impression of him.

In short, the reputation of the carpenter emperor and the 9900 year old Eunuch Wei was well-known. Even he wanted to rely on his mechanical knowledge to make ingenious things to please the carpenter emperor, but it was a pity that someone else's identity could be given the chance to go to Shuntian. And a Zhu Family disciple like him, even if he stripped the clan records, he could not go.

Moreover, 9000 years old was so fierce. If he were to fight with him for the saint's chosen one, he probably wouldn't even understand how he died. This group of professional scholars from Donglin Party were all cleanly tidied up by the age of nine thousand. An unranked scholar like himself was like a pile of dregs in front of the nine thousand years who had never read a book.

He thought himself to be sinister and shameless, unable to compete with his Donglin Party. With the lesson of Donglin Party, Zhu Hongzhao gave up on the idea of entering the imperial court.

Seeing that his son was still lost in thought, thinking that he was still thinking about Lee Yuvniang, Zhu Yisu's worries disappeared. He revealed a tired expression and said, "We still need to travel tomorrow. Erlang, rest early."

He was thin and weak, and he was not well off in a carriage. The weather was hot, and since he was wearing a uniform, he naturally couldn't bear it any longer.

Zhu Hongzhao was also sleepy. After bidding farewell, he walked towards his own guest room.

He coincidentally met a group of people who were travelling together with him today. These people should be from the business trip to the north and seemed to belong to the Guo Family of Taiyuan. There were more than ten ox-carts, three guards, and more than ten riders.

Zhu Hongzhao is a humble person in life, like a learned and courteous scholar, well-bred. Retreating to the side, Zhang Xuan smiled innocently.

Opposite him were a pair of uncles and nieces, father and son. Both of them had an extraordinary appearance. The elder was short and thick, and the youngster was white and handsome. Both of them wore silk and jade clothing, most likely due to their status.

If you go out and do business for the money, you have to do less.

Both parties nodded and smiled at each other, bidding each other farewell.

The two of them walked past each other. Zhu Hongzhao blinked his eyes and smelled the blood. He frowned slightly as he turned around to take a look. The handsome youth turned his head as well. The two of them looked at each other for a moment before retracting their gazes.

Zhu Hongzhao took out a folded fan made of white paper and waved it to dispel the faint smell of blood. Then, he hurried downstairs and saw that a bunch of people were still eating and chatting. Zhu Hongzhao gave a look to Zhao Qi on the side table before leaving the relay station lobby.

Seeing the stuttering Chen Ce staring blankly at the moon in the yard, he turned his head to look at Zhu Hongzhao after hearing the sound of footsteps. His face tightened as he forced out a word: "It's raining."

"Tomorrow, there will be rain. There's a change in the moonlight. Be careful, luggage. "

With that, Chen Ce left in a hurry. Zhu Hongzhao shook his head. This was really a weird teenager with mild autism.

Zhao Qi followed closely into the yard and heard Zhu Hongzhao say: "Manager Zhao, prepare some warm food for my father and arrange for servant to carry down the books and luggage boxes from the ox-cart and place them in the lobby."

Zhu Hongzhao is only a little kid now, but he has three days to transcribe thirteen books of heroic deeds, the will to change the name also engaged. From Zhao Qi's point of view, Zhu Hongzhao was no longer that naughty child, but a Young Lord.

Without asking the reason, he bowed in agreement. This was Zhu Hongzhao's prestige.

If his cheap older brother Zhu Honglin were to say these words, Zhao Qi would definitely ask him for the reason of carrying the box. It's a nuisance, moving down at night, moving up tomorrow morning when we leave. Although the ones who helped were servant, these servant were military men with the name of servant. It was not a problem for them to kill people with blades.

When Zhao Qi left, Zhu Hongzhao looked up at the moon and shrugged. Why didn't he see that this thing could be used as a weather forecast? She only remembered that in her previous life, when she was still in middle school, there was a text about seeing the weather, but she forgot it completely.

It was just as Chen Ce said, the sky had changed in the middle of the night.

Thick dark clouds covered the sky as several bolts of bright yellow lightning struck down. The whole sky was covered by a lightning web, which was mighty and shook Zhu Hongzhao out of his deep slumber.

It was just thunder. He turned around on the bed and wrapped himself up tightly with the blanket. It was going to rain, and it would be very cold in the middle of the night. In his daze, he did not forget to cover himself with the blanket.

Zhu Honglin, who was sleeping in the same room, was awakened by the sound of thunder. Streams of lightning illuminated the sky, and it also brightened up the room through the paper window. Shrinking into the blanket, Zhu Honglin's face was filled with fear.

Hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor, startling Hee Chong, who was sleeping soundly. He immediately put on his clothes with a knife and pushed open the door. The group of merchants saw the middle-aged man, the leader of the Guo family, walking down the stairs in his clothes and panic.

Immediately after, the candles in Zhu Yisu's room lit up, the lights in the surrounding rooms started to light up, and the eight servant s all stood up.

Zhu Honglin also lit up the candles in the room and walked to Zhu Hongzhao's window. He reached out to push his younger brother under the blanket. Feeling uneasy, he cried out, "Erlang, Erlang?"

"It's just thunder, why is brother doing this?"

Zhu Hongzhao rolled to his feet, making Zhu Honglin blush. He went to the window and opened it. The village under the night sky was illuminated by the lightning, making it as bright as day. Looking through the window, he could see everything.

Suddenly, he shuddered and picked up the felt hat on the table, hurriedly saying, "Brother, quickly head downstairs to the main hall, I'll go call my father."

Dammit, there aren't any lightning rods these days." Dammit, there aren't any lightning needles these days. In a small village with low buildings on average, this could be said to be a crane in a flock of chickens. Wasn't this asking for a thunderbolt?

Pushing the door open and seeing Hee Chong, Zhu Hongzhao then saw that the houses in the surrounding servant all had their lights lit up, and anxiously said: "The relay stations are tall, I'm afraid there's a lightning strike!"