Water Margin official

Qinghe County, outside Zhang Dahu’s house.

Zhang Zhengdao kicked Wang Sanguan out of the carriage, threw him a piece of gorgeous silk brocade, and said, "Give this to your mother, hold it carefully, don't get it dirty."

Wang Sanguan said angrily: "Zhang Erguan, don't go too far."

Zhang Zhengdao was too lazy to pay attention to him, got off the carriage and stepped into Zhang's house.

Wang Sanguan stood on the long street and said angrily: "You bastard, my mother will take care of you when you get back." After saying that, he turned around and walked back to his home while holding the silk in his arms.

But he said that Zhang Zhengdao had returned home. He had been away for more than four months. He didn't know if his family was still safe. When he thought of Qiao Jinlian, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Zhang Zhengdao felt a little hot in his heart. This girl would be over eighteen years old in February next year.

Big girl, you can “pick” with confidence.

But before he could return to his yard, he was caught by Mr. Yu.

After this long time, the woman's anger was still not gone. When she saw his dissolute appearance, her anger increased sharply. She grabbed his ears and dragged him to her own Buddhist hall.

"Mom, it hurts... it hurts... be gentle... mom... hiss..."

Zhang Zhengdao tilted his head, not daring to resist. He could only endure the pain, shouting in pain all the way, leaning forward and following Yu.

"Kneel down!"

After entering the house, Madam Yu scolded Zhang Zhengdao angrily, which frightened Zhang Zhengdao's legs. He knelt on the cold floor tiles with a "pop" sound. Fortunately, he wore many clothes, so his knees didn't hurt.

"You're such a traitor, how do you know you have the nerve to come back?" Mrs. Yu changed her usual loving demeanor, turned coldly, pointed at Zhang Zhengdao and cursed: "You still dare to run away from your marriage, you've made my Zhang family lose all face."
Zhang Zhengdao said with a bitter face: "Mom, I really have something serious to do."

Mrs. Yu laughed angrily and scolded: "What serious business can you have? Look at your yard, you got a few little girls to film it, and it was a mess all day long."

Zhang Zhengdao was just about to speak, but Mrs. Yu glared at him, and he was so frightened that he shut his mouth again.

Mrs. Yu then said angrily: "It took a lot of effort for my mother to arrange this marriage for you, but it turned out that it was better for you to leave home quietly for more than four months without any news. Let mother and the Wu family explain it."

again and again."

"Your mother's old face has been lost time and time again in front of Inspector Wu." Mrs. Yu said, but she cried first.

Zhang Zhengdao panicked, which song was he singing again?

"Mom, I will go to the Wu family to apologize right now, and I will marry Miss Wu's family tomorrow." Zhang Zhengdao hurriedly made amends.

At this time, Zhang Dahu came over after hearing the news. He had just heard the report from his servants that Da Lang had gone home. He put down the abacus in his hand, put on his shoes, and hurried to find Zhang Zhengdao.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Ms. Yu sitting and crying, and Zhang Zhengdao kneeling on the ground. Zhang Dahu was also furious, kicked him over, pointed at him and cursed: "You traitor, how dare you come back?"

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Zhang Zhengdao was severely kicked by him, and the thought that Zhang Dahu's body was already fully recovered flashed in his mind, and then he knelt straight again and explained: "Father, mother, don't be anxious first, my child will be fine this time."

There are really important things to do. If you don’t believe me, take a look at this?”

Zhang Zhengdao took out the piece of rice paper he kept close to his chest and unfolded it for the two elders to see.

Mrs. Yu wiped her tears, composed herself, and looked at the piece of paper.

"A limerick, is this the important thing you said?" Zhang Dahu was so angry that he wanted to snatch the piece of paper from Zhang Zhengdao's hand and tear it into pieces.

Zhang Zhengdao couldn't let him get what he wanted. He turned around in a hurry, stood up and ran, protecting the piece of paper, and said anxiously: "Dad, don't move, this piece of paper is worth a thousand taels of gold."

Zhang Dahu stopped, stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "You little bastard, you have learned how to deceive your father after traveling far away."

Mrs. Yu said, "Bring it to mother to see."

Zhang Zhengdao came to Mrs. Yu cautiously, but did not dare to give it to her. He just stood in front of her, slowly unfolded the piece of paper, and introduced: "Mom, this poem is not simple. Look at the handwriting, it was written by a famous artist.

Pen, in order to obtain this poem, the child spent a full five hundred taels of gold."

"What? Five hundred taels, or gold?" Zhang Dawei was trembling all over. This prodigal son had spent thousands of taels of silver to redeem the lives of courtesans. He was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood.

This time, I spent five hundred taels of gold and only bought one limerick.

This piece of tattered paper is not as good as those oirans. At least it can serve tea, pour water, and most importantly, it can also warm the bed.

"Ahem..." At this time, Zhang Dahu was still thinking wildly, but when he saw Mrs. Yu and then thought about Yulian, his old face fell instantly.

"You prodigal son, you are really going to turn the world upside down. I'm afraid this family will collapse in my hands." Zhang Dahu wailed, not forgetting to peek at Yu's family.

Hearing Zhang Dahu shout these words, Mrs. Yu frowned, this old pervert, has he not forgotten his bad thoughts at this time?

"Old man, please tell me clearly. Why do you mean that the Zhang family is going to decline in your hands? Why do you still want to have a son with another naughty fox?" Mrs. Yu was furious and pointed at Zhang Da Hu Da.

scold.

Zhang Dahu saw that all his thoughts were exposed by Yu, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the more he thought about it.

"It hurts me so much!" Zhang Dahu covered his heart and breathed heavily.

Zhang Zhengdao quickly put away the paper in his hand, helped Zhang Dahu sit down, patted his chest, and said urgently: "Dad, please don't be angry first."

Zhang Zhengdao kept trying to help him, patting his chest and pressing the acupuncture points, fearing that if Zhang Dahu failed to catch his breath, he would drive west and get the reputation of being an "angsty old man".

"I didn't spend my family's gold." Zhang Zhengdao said anxiously.

"Didn't you spend the gold at home?" Zhang Dahu was out of breath and his mind was clear. After recalling it, it was true that the family had never been short of five hundred taels of gold.

"You're such an evil obstacle, you haven't brought it upon yourself." Zhang Dahu shook off Zhang Zhengdao's hand and sat up straight.

Zhang Zhengdao looked at Yu again, and then said: "This poem was written by Cai Jing."

"Cai Jing?" Zhang Dahu was stunned, then realized and asked doubtfully: "Is this the Grand Master Cai Jing who presided over the casting of ten coins?"

Zhang Zhengdao nodded and said: "Yes, it is that Cai Jing."

Zhang Dahu became angry and shouted: "This old thief has caused our family to lose more than 40% of our wealth for no reason. You still spend money to buy limericks written by him. You prodigal son is really going to piss you off."

Me too."

Mrs. Yu also said: "What your father said is right. Go and ask outside. Which common people in the county don't scold Cai Jing behind his back? Why do you still spend so much gold to buy the poems written by him?"

"Have you been deceived?" Ms. Yu looked up and down at her silly son. He didn't want to get married at home and carry on the family lineage for the old Zhang family. Instead, he traveled thousands of miles to Hangzhou and spent 500 taels of gold to buy it.

Come back with a limerick.

The old couple looked at each other, exchanged glances, and seemed to have come up with the idea of ​​having another adopted stepchild.

"I..." Zhang Zhengdao wanted to cry but had no tears. He dared to fall in love with these old couple. They are also uneducated people.