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Chapter 112 Returning Home

Most sections of the Grand Canal in Beijing and Hangzhou were dug by manual digging. It is different from the Yellow River. It has strange rocks on both sides and reefs everywhere in the river. Relatively speaking, its water level is much smoother and the danger is much weaker. In some sections of the river, boatmen even choose to still drive at night.

Therefore, the speed was much faster than originally expected, and in just seven days, he arrived at the Tianjin Port. After a short stop there, Zhou Xian and his party hired another carriage to continue to go to the capital, and everything went smoothly as expected.

The sky was getting darker, and a crescent moon quietly rose to the sky. After asking countless people, they finally found the location of the Zhou family in a corner of the North City.

The walls less than ten feet high are extremely mottled, with falling bricks and stones everywhere, and the pits on the walls are bumpy and uneven like dog teeth. The faded vermilion door can no longer be completely closed, and the flashing lights in the yard can be vaguely seen through the gaps between the two doors.

Zhou Tai looked sad and asked Zhou Xian in surprise: "Uncle, will we find the wrong place? How could grandpa live in this dilapidated place!"

Zhou Xian smiled and said, "Do you think this is in Wuyang City! Every inch of land in the capital is valuable. Don't look at such a small house, the price may be as high as several large houses in our hometown."

Zhou Tainu nodded and said, "I would rather have the kind of house in my home, at least to live in a comfortable place."

Zhou Xian ignored his complaints and stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times. After a while, an old man in his sixties walked out of it. He was short and not tall at all. At this moment, he was hunched over and looked even thinner.

He looked up at Zhou Xian, and his wrinkled face suddenly turned into a flower. "Second Young Master, you have arrived. The eldest Young Master said you set off more than 20 days ago. According to the time, you should have arrived a few days ago. The road was not peaceful. The master was worried about something that happened to you. He said every day that he hadn't had a serious meal for several days..."

Zhou Xian still had a future answer, and the old man said a big push. It was not until Zhou Tai poked his head out of the back and called Grandpa Gao to the old man. He stopped talking, opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhou Tai with a steady attitude. After a long time, he stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Tai's hands and said, "It's still the young master who is lucky, the bigger he is, the more powerful he is. Look at his figure, he looks like a bear."

When Zhou Tai heard this, he didn't seem to be praising himself. He looked bitter and grabbed the old man and said, "Grandpa Gao, don't talk about my figure. My uncle always said that I'm so fat that I can't walk anymore! By the way, where are my grandpa and others?"

Grandpa Gao laughed and patted Zhou Tai's head lovingly and said, "Don't listen to the second young master's nonsense. It's a blessing to be able to eat. Never be as thin as your father and uncle, you're as thin as a bamboo pole. A gust of wind can blow them away."

Grandpa Gao's name is Gao Tian, ​​and he is the partner who grew up with Zhou Xian's father Zhou Tianhong. Although he is a servant, he has a very high status in the Zhou family and has no taboos in speaking.

After hearing his words, Zhou Xian smiled bitterly, thinking that although he was not fat, he was not as thin as he said! A gust of wind could blow himself away, and the wind was probably a typhoon!

After he finished speaking, he turned to Zhou Xian and said, "Second Master, Zhao Shizhen from the Ministry of Works, Lord Zhao came to his house as a guest. The master is talking to him. I will take you to the backyard to have some food first. When they are finished, I will take you and the young master to pay homage to the master."

Zhou Xian nodded and said respectfully, "Then I'll trouble Uncle Gao all."

Gao Tian's face was slightly stunned, and waved his hand angrily, and complained in his tone: "When did you become so polite to me? In the past, you were the closest person to me. Uncle Gao was following me every day, and Uncle Gao kept shouting. Now that he has grown up, he has become polite."

Zhou Xian was stunned. Maybe in the past, Zhou Xian was indeed very close to the old man in front of him, but he could not remember all those things at this moment. His only impression of him was this time meeting, but when he saw his sad eyes, Zhou Xian couldn't bear it. He quickly explained: "Uncle Gao, don't care, you just said it easy and jumped out inadvertently. How could I be polite with you!"

After hearing this, Gao Tian suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't that right?"

Zhou Xian and the others followed Gao Tian to the backyard. The yard was not big and arrived in a short while. What surprised Zhou Xian was that such a house was empty inside. He walked along the way and did not meet any other servants. After asking Gao Tian, ​​he found out that Zhou Tianhong Xijing was sent away by him, leaving only an old maid who was still waiting for him to drink!

Gao Tian used ready-made ingredients and soon prepared several dishes. Although they were not all in color, fragrance and taste, they were delicious enough. In addition, Zhou Xian and the others were really hungry, so they ate a little upset soon.

After Zhou Xian finished eating, he saw that the lights were still flashing in the front hall. He was surprised and said to Gao Tian: "Uncle Gao, is this Lord Zhao Shizhen and his father a good relationship? Otherwise, why would he not leave after so long?"

Gao Tian nodded and said, "The second young master said it very well. Lord Zhao is the only friend of the master in the capital. They have similar temperaments and come together to drink wine from time to time."

Gao Tian looked at Zhou Tai, and a smile flashed across his face and said, "Also, Lord Zhao has a little granddaughter, who has always been regarded as the pearl in his hand. The master mentioned it to him several times, saying that he would become a grandfather relative with him. Moreover, Lord Zhao really agreed not long ago."

Zhou Xian couldn't help but smile. He thought that Zhou Tai was only fifteen years old this year, so it was a bit too early to start talking about marriage. But then he thought, this era is different from the future, and it seems that most people are married at this age. He kicked Zhou Tai, who was concentrating on eating a chicken bone, and said with a smile: "Xiao Tai, my wife has been found for you."

Zhou Tai was busy eating and didn't hear Gao Tian's words. When Zhou Xianyi said, he was shocked and blurted out: "What wife, are you beautiful?"

Gao Tian slapped his head and shouted in a deep voice: "You see, you are just a little leukographer, why don't you ask if you are virtuous?"

Zhou Tai said ah, pondered for a while and said, "I still think I should ask if I am beautiful first?" Gao Tian was so choked that he had not said anything for a long time.

Hearing the noise from the front hall, Gao Tian said to Zhou Xian: "Second Young Master, it should be Lord Zhao who is leaving. I'll go over and take a look first, and then call you over later."
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