Chapter Forty-Eight: When the Three Great Whites Are Floating
Cheng Xiaolian saw that he was leaving, and said in his heart that this person is still pedantic, if you catch up with the people of later generations, no matter what loyalty, filial piety, etiquette, wisdom and faith, you will avenge the murder of your father with a knife, since he is so pedantic, if he doesn't make good use of it, he will be ruined.
Thinking of this, he immediately shouted: "Stop! You're just gone? ”
Zhai Songjin was stunned for a moment: "What are you going to do?" ”
"Shouldn't you protect and comfort me, the last bloodline of the Ming Dynasty, can't you see that I'm going to starve to death?"
Zhai Songjin snorted: "What does it have to do with me?" ”
"The king humiliates the ministers to death, and the king is going to starve to death, shouldn't you do something?"
"Da Ming is dead, I advise you not to say that you are a person from the former Ming when you see people in the future, otherwise it will be easy to die. The rabbit was given to you, and it will be indefinite. ”
Cheng Xiaolian hurriedly picked up the rabbit on the ground, followed Zhai Songjin, and said in his heart, this person seems to be a standard scholar, loyal and patriotic, pedantic and inflexible, people say that a gentleman can be bullied, if he doesn't make good use of this, it won't be Cheng Xiaolian.
So he followed behind Zhai Songjin: "Hey, why did you come here?" ”
Zhai Songjin said lightly: "In ancient times, Uncle Boyi died without eating Zhou Su. ”
Cheng Xiaolian understands that this person wants to learn from Boyi Shuqi and starve to death on this butterfly mountain, and there may be people who write books for him when he turns around.
"I'm telling you, you're doing this for nothing, do you know the word hell? Zhuang Tingyan just used the name of the previous dynasty in the history books, implicating more than 1,000 people, of which there were 14 people who were executed by Ling Chi alone. Maybe the little emperor Kangxi will be angry and put you into the biography of the second minister, and label you as a collaborator and treason, and then you will be stinking for 10,000 years. ”
Of course, these are all nonsense from Cheng Xiaolian, Kangxi didn't think about it and was not in the mood to compile the biography of the second minister, just waiting for Emperor Qianlong to compile all the renegade Manchu heroes, which also made their descendants ashamed.
Zhai Songjin was stunned when he heard this: "I have also heard of the Ming History case, which is indeed quite miserable." ”
"Look, if you want to glorify your ancestors, you have to follow me to make contributions, and when the time comes, you can make your father smile at Jiuquan."
"Hmph, Flim Flam." Speaking of this, Zhai Songjin grabbed Cheng Xiaolian's collar: "Boy, I have changed my mind now, even if you want to, you can't run." ”
"What are you going to do?"
"You are here to accompany me, and I will definitely take you to the funeral before I die, and then people will definitely think that I am a loyal and filial son, and you will not have to go out and talk nonsense."
"Hey, I said you're schizophrenic, like a gentleman for a while, and a scoundrel for a while?"
"That's right, a gentleman can be bullied, and a villain can be lured to profit. I don't think you're a gentleman, the gentleman's set is probably useless to you, and I'll be too disadvantaged if you lure me, and coercion may still be effective. Hurry up and chop the firewood for noon today, and count yourself lucky, you have meat to eat today. ”
Cheng Xiaolian snorted, for the sake of this rabbit meat at noon, he endured it, and then ran at night, and said in his heart that this ancient man was not a brain, so he figured out what was going on after a while, and he was proud to think that he had finally met a normal ancient, and now he understood that the ancients in his previous impression were abnormal.
He is very familiar with the job of chopping wood, and he is so shocked that Zhai Songjin has been sighing: "Boy, you didn't steal the peace lock, why are you so skilled at chopping wood?" ”
Cheng Xiaolian smiled bitterly: "The homeless people have no money to eat, so they can only chop firewood for others to make a living, and they are used to it." ”
Zhai Songjin's face was full of sympathy: "It's just too much, how can the descendants of the Ming Dynasty Zhu family chop wood for a living, could it be that those civil and military generals who follow you are all wine bags and rice bags?" Hey, since you're so skilled at chopping wood, remember to boil the water at noon, so I don't have to do it. ”
Cheng Xiaolian almost fell to the ground: "Don't you think you're a little shameless?" ”
"I think you kid has too many twists and turns in his brain, and it's easy to grasp yourself if you're not careful, since that's the case, then work more, and when you're tired, you don't want to bother your brain."
Cheng Xiaolian smiled bitterly, scolded silently in his heart, your uncle, and then began to chop wood and boil water.
At this time, the gentleman is far away from cooking, presumably Zhai Songjin is not in the mood to study how to cook more deliciously, as long as he does not die of hunger. The rabbit meat at noon, to be honest, has no taste at all, but the process of filial piety is still very happy, and people who have eaten raw rice for two days are already very happy to be able to eat meat.
"How did you get to Butterfly Mountain?"
Cheng Xiaolian was fighting against a bone in his mouth, and he didn't have time to deal with Zhai Songtin at all, but Zhai Songjin was not happy, and reached out and pressed him: "I'll ask you." ”
"Why else, my identity was exposed, and I was chased and killed by Wu Sangui, so I hid in the mountains."
"What about Yuan Zonghao and Kong Zhenyin?"
"When I left, they said that I had no cultivation value and went to develop my career."
"These two bastards, I thought they were unreliable from the beginning."
"How do you know I'm following the two of them?"
"Nonsense, when we first entered Burma, in order to save the seeds, we divided into two routes, the two of you and your father, but now it seems that he is also dead."
"By the way, I don't know what my name is."
"Zhu Hetan, the name given by your emperor."
"What about my father?"
"Didn't those two bastards tell you this? Zhu Cijiao, the original plan was for him to go to Yungui to live in seclusion and wait for the opportunity, I don't know why you ran under Wu Sangui's nose. ”
"So you are the one who followed my emperor into Burma? How did you survive the spell water? ”
"The official is too young and no one cares about me, and it is not my turn to kill one person for every thirty people, I finally escaped back, I heard that Wu Sangui's dog thief has killed Emperor Zhaozong, this white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with feeding!"
"Hehe, you don't know yet, Wu Sangui has rebelled."
"What? What kind of rebellion? ”
"Wu Sangui is Han after all, and the Manchurians naturally don't want him to be the emperor of the soil in this place, so they want to get him to the capital and raise him, Wu Sangui was forced to rebel, and now the mountain is in chaos."
"Haha, to be able to hear such a fortunate thing in my lifetime, I should be floating three white!"
Cheng Xiaolian glanced at him angrily: "I have a story, do you have wine?" ”
Zhai Songjin laughed embarrassedly: "It's the same for drinking water, as far as the interest comes, fresh water is like spirits!" Come on, come on, accompany me to drink the three whites! ”
Cheng Xiaolian was forced to be helpless, and followed Zhai Songjin to drink three bowls of white water.