The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it is almost dusk!

The orange sun hangs in the sky, especially refusing to set, emitting waves of heat, like this dying Chinese court.

Birds sing in the mountains, and the fog is born in the evening.

Su Zhao and Zhang Shaojun walked side by side, walked on the mountain path, and told her about the past of the Su family.

"More than 300 years ago, my ancestors of the Su family moved to Guangdong from Jiangyou. They initially made a living by farming, and then farming and studying to pass on their families until now."

"Over the years, my ancestors have been appointed as Jinshi and Juren. The highest position was the third-rank senior, and he was the Minister of Revenue in the Ming Dynasty."

"It's a pity that the world has been repeated later. The ancestors were strong in nature and their families followed the former Ming emperor to sacrifice their country, and they almost destroyed their clans."

"A child survived by chance and rebuilt the Su family. He left behind his ancestors before his death. The Su family's children were not allowed to become officials in their dynasty. Their inheritance has never been made an exception."

"In the past two hundred years, although the Su family's children have not participated in the imperial examination and became officials, they have been dedicated to doing business and have a prosperous business. There is a saying that Su Bancheng."

"It's a pity that in recent years, there have been few people, and four generations of people have passed down, and coupled with man-made disasters, there is almost the danger of genocide."

After receiving the memory of the original body, Su Zhao knew the origin of the Su family well.

He understood the original body's approach.

Although I studied since I was a child and passed the county examination, I was not allowed to take the provincial examination to become a scholar due to my ancestral teachings.

Just as Western learning is coming to the east, it is reasonable to think about studying in the West and learning new knowledge.

Perhaps, if the original body had not gone abroad, he would have died in the conspiracy and was plotted against by Kang An.

But it was also because he escaped the disaster and died of wind and cold on his way back to China that Su Zhao traveled through time.

This is nothing more than drinking and pecking.

After hearing Su Zhao's words, Zhang Shaojun sighed repeatedly: "I really didn't expect that the ancestor of the Su family was still a loyal minister. No wonder Brother Su, you don't go to the imperial examination!"

"Haha, I can't do it when I kneel on the ground and kowtow to the worldly enemies!"

Thinking of the obscure and disturbing words of the guard surnamed Ma before, how could Su Zhao not hear the meaning of the words?

Not to mention that the Su family’s ancestors were not allowed to become officials of the Qing court, even Su Zhao himself did not break his legs, bow his knees, and give people the habit of being a servant.

"Let's stop talking about this, it's getting dark soon. Let's speed up and go back to the city to meet Brother Huang."

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Su Zhao called out and took Zhang Shaojun to Yangcheng quickly.

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Natural residence.

It was night at this time, and the first floor was almost full, and there were men with casual workers in the workshop. Three people and five people sat together at a table and drank and ate and bragged.

The sound of fisting, shouting, noise, deafening.

On the second floor, Huang Feihong walked around the corridor outside the guest room, anxious.

Yashusu, who was standing beside him, asked anxiously: "Master...Master, Su...Young Master Su and Aunt Thirteenth, won't something happen to you?"

After a while, he has become much more proficient in Chinese, and his stuttering situation has greatly reduced.

"What a crow's mouth, can't you say something nice?"

Huang Feihong's face darkened and he shouted angrily: "If you can't speak, shut up!"

Since he heard rumors from the outside world, he has been anxious and angry.

Now that I’m toothed and shining Su said this, it’s really a pot that doesn’t open and pick up.

“Yes, Master.”

The teeth wiped Su's neck shrank, and he quickly shut up.

"well!"

Huang Feihong sighed in a complicated expression and looked at the inn gate in a daze.

This morning, we arrived in Yangcheng, Tianranju and Su Zhao separated. Huang Feihong and Yapai Su Gang settled down and heard someone downstairs discussing a tragedy in the concession.

Someone had a conflict with the White Lotus Sect, killed a hexagram, injured countless disciples, and left.

The people who came back from the concession talked about the incident for 800 times, as if they were afraid that others would not know.

Huang Feihong didn't care at the beginning, as the White Lotus Sect and the cult, it was normal to have enemies.

However, after hearing the descriptions of passers-by, Huang Feihong felt more and more strange.

After he asked carefully, he realized that the person who had a conflict with the White Lotus Sect was Su Zhao and Zhang Shaojun.

"Brother Su is really... it's not enough to describe his courage..."

Huang Feihong simply doesn't know what to say.

Is the White Lotus Cult that easy to offend?

They are numerous and powerful, and they will revenge their grievances and act unruly. If they get involved, they will cause a huge trouble.

"Not only that, he also committed the law by killing people in the street. How could the court ignore it? It's really troublesome now..."

Huang Feihong was so anxious that he was angry.

At this moment, the downstairs suddenly became quiet, and the originally enthusiastic speech stopped, as if something had happened.

Such an abnormal situation attracted Huang Feihong's attention. He walked to the railing and looked down.

A man and a woman walked in hand in hand, but the shopkeeper seemed to refuse to receive the two guests. He was blocking the door and whispering to explain something in a low voice.

Hey, isn’t that just Su Zhao and Aunt Thirteen!

Huang Feihong immediately smiled and said that it would be great if he came back, so that he would not worry about their revenge from the White Lotus Cult and worry about something unexpected happened.

"Brother Su, Aunt Thirteen, you are back!"

He stood upstairs and shouted loudly.

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However, Su Zhao and Zhang Shaojun rushed back to the city before Sunset closed the city gate.

Then, he came to Tianranju that he had made an appointment with Huang Feihong.

As soon as he stepped into the inn, he saw that everyone in the room stopped and looked at him.

Su Zhao's senses were so keen that he saw curiosity and fear in the eyes of these people, but there was no malice.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with dark green silk walked over behind the counter quickly.

"Wu Shihao, the shopkeeper of Tianranju, has seen this master!"

Su Zhao glanced at him, and was a little confused, and asked, "Shopkeeper Wu, what advice do you have?"

"Are you two heroes who killed the White Lotus Sect?"

"I didn't expect that my young master's reputation has been so widely circulated? It's right, it's my young master!"

"Do you two want to be the best or stay in a hotel?"

"Stay in a hotel!"

"Master, okay, okay, my shop can't accommodate you, the big Buddha. Please go to another house to ask!"

"Oh? How can anyone open the door to do business? How can you drive the guests out?"

"To be honest, you said that you offended the White Lotus Sect, so we can't afford to offend! You stayed for a night and left, and my store will be opened. If the people of the White Lotus Sect know, our store will not be opened!"

"Oh? There is such a thing in the world?"

"You are very knowledgeable. I am a businessman. I really dare not offend anyone. Please be more considerate and considerate!"

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, Su Zhao was stunned.

Unexpectedly, the power of the White Lotus Sect actually affected all aspects of Yangcheng.

Su Zhao shook his head and said, "Well, I won't make things difficult for you!"
Chapter completed!