Bastard’s Resurgence

Hot weather, anxious heart, this is Lu Zheng's current situation.

It didn't take much time for Lu Zheng's big game to go from planning to layout. It was all due to chance and coincidence, and it happened that there were a few cold chess pieces that inspired him.

His original intention was to fight for a chance to enroll in school, or to get the second best, to get a chance to move out of the Zhang family.

However, once this game of chess started, the results of many moves that came out were beyond Lu Zheng's control.

For example, because this incident disturbed Zhang's chickens and dogs, the old lady had been sick for a few days, and even Zhang Chengxi, who was in the capital, was about to go home. This was not what Lu Zheng wanted.

This is like a child playing with a ball of fire. Once the fire ignites and loses control, it is a terrible thing.

Lu Zheng is now very worried that this fire will burn on himself. On the other hand, he and Gu Zhilun and Zhang Jing’s previous business needs him to continue to advance. Lu Zheng also does this business for him. The last straw that I prepared.

The rice paper was spread on the big case of Limu, in the courtyard, Lu Zheng wrote in big characters: "Quiet!"

Regular script characters are the most difficult to practice in calligraphy. Many masters of running script may not be able to write regular script characters well. There are strict rules for the regular script and Teton pen, and the center forwards are required to use the pen. Lu Zheng used to use the method of writing large characters to relieve pressure in his previous life. Now he has used this method.

After writing a word in earnest, Lu Zheng already had puffy beads of sweat on his forehead, his arms were sour, and his back was soaked with sweat.

"Ying'er, fan me! Do you want to heat me up?" Lu Zheng yelled, and there was no movement behind him.

He was shocked, thinking of the shock at Guanjingshan, he quickly put the brush on the pen holder and turned his head.

"what……"

He couldn't help exclaiming, because at the gate of the yard, there was a person standing upright. This person was about fifty years old, with a pointed face, a very thin person, wearing a robe with a collar, holding hands, and sharp eyes. Like a falcon, with a sense of scrutiny.

"Uncle?" Lu Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to see him.

The maid in the yard bowed her head a long time ago, who is the biggest in the Zhang family? The old lady Zhang's mother in the inner house is the biggest, and the big master Zhang Chengdong is the biggest outside.

In fact, Zhang Chengdong is the biggest after all, because Zhang Chengdong is in charge of the entire Yangzhou Zhang family, so his prestige is beyond doubt.

Zhang Chengdong paced into the courtyard and walked to the front of Limu's case. He carefully examined the large characters written by Lu Zheng and said nothing.

Suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes at the entrance of the yard. A green woolen carriage stopped at the entrance of the yard. The driver was a thin old man in his sixties. He slipped out of the car and screamed at the entrance of the yard. :"master!"

Zhang Chengdong nodded lightly, looked at Lu Zheng, and said lightly: "Brother Zheng, follow me, I will take you to a place!"

After Zhang Chengdong finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the yard. Lu Zheng frowned slightly, without much hesitation, and followed Zhang Chengdong out.

Ying'er raised her head to want to speak, but did not dare to speak, Qi Biao rushed out of the room.

Lu Zheng waved his hand and said, "Uncle Qi, I'll go out and play with Uncle, you will stay in the house well!"

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, he followed Zhang Chengdong into the carriage.

The inside of the carriage is very spacious, the outside is green, the inside is decorated with exquisite red silk, the windows are decorated with pear wood carvings, the seats are covered with soft silk, and the ground is lined with soft Persian carpets.

Two sturdy horses were driving, and the horseshoe palms made a "boom" and "boom" sound on the bluestone floor. The frequency was fast and even, and the speed was relatively fast.

Zhang Chengdong was very reticent, and after getting in the car, he closed his eyes slightly, as if an old monk had entered meditation.

Lu Zheng also really couldn't find a topic. Although he was called Uncle Zhang Chengdong, in fact, he and Zhang Chengdong had no relationship with each other. The two were in a very awkward state, and the two were really unfamiliar. Lu Zheng Can't find the topic at all.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long. The carriage turned from the street into the alleys of the alleys, and after a dazzling ride for Lu Zheng, there was only a narrow alley in front of him. The alley was very long and there was no one. , I only heard the sound of horseshoe stepping on the bluestone slab.

Zhang Chengdong opened his eyes, stared at Lu Zheng, and said, "Brother Zheng, are you not scared at all?"

Lu Zheng shook his head lightly, and said faintly: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, and my uncle won't harm me. What's so scary for me?"

"Hey!" Zhang Chengdong smiled and said: "Your look is very calm, but your hands are shaking. It seems that you still know you are afraid! You have set off a big storm at home, causing the Zhang family to be at odds. The chicken and the dog are restless, you, you are very treacherous and cunning at a young age!"

Lu Zheng raised his throat with all his heart, and he had to admit that he was not sure of the fighting method in front of Zhang Chengdong based on his current way.

The key is that the resources held by the two people are too unbalanced. Zhang Chengdong holds the Heavenly Card and King Bomb. Lu Zheng holds the worst card in his hand. Zhang Chengdong really wants to put him to death. He doesn't have much chance to resist. .

Thinking of this, he sighed lightly, but he was open-minded and cheerful, saying:

"Uncle, who is innately fond of treacherous power and tricks? I just want to live! Compared to the treacherous people in the world, I am very open and feel worthy of shame!"

Zhang Chengdong raised his brows, and his heart shook fiercely.

He took a deep look at Lu Zheng, and it seemed hard to believe that such a statement came from a teenager.

Lu Zheng's age is only fourteen or five years old, a few years younger than Brother Hao, but his city government's scheming, calm and old behavior can make him admire the old fox who has been in the sea for a lifetime!

"The Lu family has Lin'er!"

Zhang Chengdong sighed. Since Emperor Xin De took office, the power of the rich and powerful has been suppressed more and more severely. The Jiangnan Power Sovereign is the first to bear the brunt. Except for the Gu family, the other three have almost faded out of the court.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the current Jiangnan Quanzhou is already a piece of meat on the cutting board of the imperial court. When it is eaten, it depends on the imperial court.

Since Zhang Rong’s dismissal from office, no one in the whole clan has been in the official career, and has been completely reduced to the home of merchants. The old father Zhang Rong has been living in the capital and will not come back. Why doesn't Zhang Chengdong understand his mind?

However, there is no successor to the Zhang family. It is not so much that the court has suppressed the Jiangnan power sect. It is better to say that the Jiangnan sect has its own problems. A family is often the same as a person. Ordinary people's home.

The carriage continued to move forward, and the small alley came to an end, but the situation in front of it suddenly became clear. What you see is a large green bamboo forest, swaying in the wind, elegant and natural.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, one can faintly see a hut, but only a few rooms are left. The building is very simple and simple. In the courtyard outside the hut, there is a chess board. On both sides of the board sits two old men playing against each other, and two on each side. The boy was making tea, and another girl was playing the qin.

The fragrance of tea is ethereal, the rhyme of the piano is ding-dong, and the carriage is parked in the bamboo forest, as if setting foot on a paradise.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zheng thought of two words: "Hermit!"

Zhang Chengdong remained silent as before. After getting out of the car, with his hands on his back, he paced slowly into the courtyard of the hut.

Long ago, a boy moved a chair, and another boy served him tea. The two elders who were playing against Zhang Chengdong did not see Zhang Chengdong. Both of them stared at the chessboard. Seeing their concentration, Lu Zheng thought of two cockfighting. In a confrontation situation.

Naturally, Lu Zheng could not enjoy Zhang Chengdong's treatment, and the boy who treated the guests directly ignored him.

However, the two tea-pourers kept looking at him with the corners of their eyes, and seemed surprised that there was such an unexpected visitor who was about their age.

Lu Zheng stood behind Zhang Chengdong. He looked at the two players who were playing chess. The one on the left, dressed in linen, had wooden clogs on his feet. He was quite Wei-Jin style. His hair was completely white, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked old. It's about seventy years old.

However, he was sitting on a chair with his waist upright, and a pair of sharp eyes looked down at the chessboard in front of him, and there was an aura of a goshawk trying to fight a rabbit.

The old man sitting on the right is about the same age as Zhang Chengdong. He has a square face with squirrel whiskers, high cheekbones, and a strange appearance. He is wearing a white Confucian costume and looks meticulous and good-natured!

Lu Zheng couldn't see the identities of the two, and didn't want to think about it carefully, his attention shifted to chess.

On the chessboard, the black and white fangs were intertwined, and the two of them were killed heartily. Lu Zheng knew chess, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw such a board.

However, Zhang Chengdong was completely immersed in the chessboard, with his chin in his hands and his head buried deep, as if he was about to plunge one end onto the chessboard.

From such a complicated chess game, it’s hard to tell the outcome. Lu Zheng didn’t like to follow this fighting routine when he played chess. "Ah..." The old man finally dropped his son. Zhang Chengdong exclaimed, but Lu Zheng "chi" I laughed out loud.

Because he saw that the wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to be talking, as if it was him who fell, and he was determined.

Judging from the chess game, the two really fought fiercely. Either party could end the game at any time. Obviously, the old man Mai's fighting spirit is more vigorous.

Zhang Chengdong frowned, glanced at Lu Zheng coldly, and Lu Zheng shut up quickly.

But he heard the old man "Ah..." exclaimed, then he beat his chest and his feet, and said: "Absurd, absurd, one step is wrong!"

The old man in Confucian clothing sitting opposite him put the **** in his hand back to the chess barrel and said, "Master Yan, I only blame Chengdong for coming over and disturbing your thinking, making your hands soft at the critical moment. This round is considered a tie!"

The old man in Mai shook his head and said, "If you lose, you lose. It has nothing to do with Chengdong!" He suddenly raised his head, staring at Lu Zheng, and continued: "It has nothing to do with this little friend!"