Li Ye's eyes completely saw what happened in the Zhang family this day. Although it could not give Zhang Zhongli and Zhang Changan any reaction, these scenes themselves made him feel very touched.

Let’s not talk about anything else, Li Ye has a lot of confidence in the situation in various places in Hexi and the mentality of the Han people.

After contemplation, Li Ye gained a lot and felt that he had grasped something, but he still couldn't understand it for a while, so he decided to continue observing.

The next day, Zhang Dong and Zhang Chang'an walked out of the Zhang family mansion early and planned to find his good friend Chu Zheng.

He remembered every word that Zhang Zhongli said to him last night.

In the hearts of young people, my grandfather was a true hero with a family and country in mind and a deep understanding of justice. In the past, in order to return Hexi to the Tang Dynasty, he fought with the Tubo who invaded here without retreating. Even though he was seriously injured and disabled for this, his original intention remained unchanged.

Although my grandfather was not as good as Huo Qubing, he was still a role model worthy of admiration and admiration. Unlike his father, he was weak in front of Tubo barbarians and was as flattering as...a dog.

Walking on the crowded street, Zhang Changan clenched his fists silently.

He respects and loves his father, which is basic human filial piety, but what his father does really makes him feel humiliated.

He refused to insult his father from the bottom of his heart, but had to admit in the face of facts that his father lost the face of the Han people, insulted those ancestors who shone in history and passed down forever, and blasphemed the glory they once fought for the Han people with their lives and ideals!

Zhang Changan can't forget it. When he entered his grandfather's yard last night, the other party looked like he was sitting alone on the stone steps drinking.

Loneliness and helplessness, stubborn but unwilling to accept it.

My grandfather is old, and his ambition needs to be inherited. Since my father is unfilial and incompetent, he will bear it as the grandson!

It is difficult for young people to hide their words. When they are excited, they always want to find someone to share these thoughts. Zhang Changan plans to tell Chu Zheng about these thoughts.

Zhang Changan came to a street intersection in Funingfang and sat down in front of a simple soup cake stall. He endured the boiling blood in his heart, crossed his legs, slapped the table and said loudly: "Brother Zheng, come here quickly and bring me a bowl of soup cakes. After I finish eating, I have something to do to tell you!"

Behind the steaming soup cake stand, a slender and thin boy stood. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were extraordinary, but his nose was too big, which destroyed the beauty of the whole face.

There were not many diners on the two tables in front of the soup cake stall. When he was idle, he stood behind the water vapor in a daze. Although he was dazed, his body stood straight, like a spear, ready to stab someone at any time.

This is Zhang Changan’s best friend, Chu Zheng.

When Zhang Changan was born, the Zhang family had already gone through the most difficult period, so he was a standard child of a wealthy family. Chu Zheng was different. He was born in an ordinary family. This may be inaccurate. Zhang Changan did not know who Chu Zheng's parents were. He had been with him for three or four years and had never seen him before.

Zhang Changan only knew that Chu Zheng was raised by his master. He was an old Taoist who was addicted to alcohol. He was sloppy all day long, and his clothes seemed to be clean. He only worked on weekdays. Since Zhang Changan met Chu Zhengqi, the other party relied on Chu Zheng to sell soup cakes to support him.

At this time, the old Taoist must have been hangover and not woke up.

Zhang Changan was very sympathetic to his best friend's tragic experience.

He was able to become friends with Chu Zheng because of an accident four years ago.

At that time, ten-year-old Zhang Changan was already at the level of Wuzong. If he worked hard, he could achieve qi training. Among the four major families of Zhang, Liu, Zhou and Qian, he was the best little genius. He was inevitably arrogant and arrogant.

One day, I went to Funingfang and smelled the aroma of the soup cake stall, so I sat down and shouted to eat the soup cake. He was naughty and naturally misbehaved, and his feet were all on the stool. After eating the soup cake, when I paid, I threw the copper coins directly on the stall and basically fell into the soup pot.

Chu Zheng asked him to take out the copper coins from the soup pot.

Zhang Chang'an naturally didn't do it.

So the two fought.

Chu Zheng only used two moves to make Zhang Changan lie down and unable to move.

Zhang Changan met his peers who were better than him for the first time, so he was naturally dissatisfied. However, he was a self-esteem boy. He did not invite his servants to help the battle, but asked Chu Zheng to wait. He went back to practice hard for a month, and then he rushed back to take revenge.

Then, I was beaten up again.

After a while, the two of them became familiar with each other after more fights. Zhang Changan also admired Chu Zheng's skills. Although his level was not higher than his, he could always make him unable to move after a few moves. This made him feel respectful.

Over time, the two became good friends.

Chu Zheng quickly prepared the soup cake, as usual, the portion was 30% more. He placed it in front of Zhang Chang'an, and sat down on the table and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

Zhang Changan ate the hot soup cakes and said in a muffled voice: "Big...a big thing!"

Chu Zheng didn't ask much, sat there watching the pedestrian in front of him, waiting for Zhang Changan to take the initiative to explain in detail.

Zhang Changan felt that Chu Zheng was good at everything, loyal and courageous. Once, he was bullied by Tubo barbarians. Chu Zheng knew he was defeated, but he dared to rush up to help. As a result, both of them were beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. He could only look at the Tubo people and laughed and left with a smile.

But he talks little, and he is pitifully small, he basically doesn't speak actively, and he seems to never talk nonsense, which is a bit boring.

After eating the soup cake, Zhang Changan put the chopsticks on the table, stared at Chu Zheng, and lowered his voice: "Brother Zheng, King An has arrived in Hexi and has captured the seven southern states. Do you know this?"

Chu Zheng turned his head to look at Zhang Changan and replied dullly: "I know."

"Then do you have any ideas? I plan to summon some brothers to welcome the king's army when necessary!" Zhang Changan said excitedly.

Chu Zheng was silent for a moment, "A few days ago, Brother Sun and Brother Xu and others also joined forces to emulate the old story of responding to Zhang Yichao when King An arrived. They found me and I agreed."

Zhang Changan's eyes widened, his face flushed with excitement, "Brother Sun and Brother Xu? It's so good. With them taking the lead, we will definitely unite a lot of people! How many people have they called for?"

Although Brother Sun and Brother Xu are all ordinary people, they are all brave people and like to make friends. They are equivalent to gangsters and have a good appeal among young people.

Chu Zheng said: "By last night, nearly a hundred people joined them, all of whom were the Han people on the street."

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Changan praised his palms, his eyes lit up, "How about we go to see them now? Discuss this matter!"

Chu Zheng's eyes became weird when he looked at Zhang Changan, "They are all at the intersection of the main street in the city now... there are only people."

Zhang Changan didn't expect things to turn out like this. He was stunned for a moment, his face was blue and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Chu Zheng stood up, "It was Jie Mu who killed me by mistake. If I hadn't run fast, I would have lost my life."

Speaking of this, he paused and chuckled, with a rigid expression of unknown meaning, "They are all guys who have no food at home and have no meals to eat. When they encounter such an opportunity, of course they want to gain wealth and may also have the intention of serving the country, but they must not be much. Unfortunately, Jie Mu took action too quickly this time, so they could only move with their heads."

Seeing that Chu Zheng was about to walk away, Zhang Changan quickly stood up, "Brother Zheng, this is just a temporary setback! You are not afraid, are you? Join forces with me and we will find someone again!"

Chu Zheng stopped, turned around and looked at Zhang Changan, and said seriously: "You can't find anyone. No one dares to mention this matter again now. Except for me, others, I am afraid that they don't even have the courage to listen to you say this."

Zhang Changan didn't believe it. In his consciousness, the Han family was brave and fearless. They should remember the glory of Emperor Wu of Han and Emperor Taizong of this dynasty. How could he be afraid of death if he died? When Ban Gu went out of the Western Regions, there were only dozens of people around him, and he was not afraid. Now there are more than tens of thousands of Han people in Jincheng County, why should he be afraid?

Zhang Changan shouted: "I don't believe it! Brother Zheng, how can you... how can you do this? You have always been a bold and daring person, why are you so scared now? When we look for someone, we will definitely succeed, just like Huo Qubing, like Ban Gu!"

Chu Zheng shook his head: "No one will."

Seeing that Zhang Changan blushed and wanted to say something, Zhang Changan said: "This is the case with ordinary people. Live here, you have to do your best to make a living. How can you have so many loyalty and courage? Even if you have, it is not as important as living. The situation is favorable, and it is better for someone to take the lead. It may be able to stimulate blood and live a better life for future generations. The situation is not good now, and the person who takes the lead has been killed. Who dares to move?

"Huo Qubing, Ban Gu's affairs are too far away for them. They are stories, not reality, and they cannot be used to fill their hunger or keep warm. Who would want to die if there is still a bite? Xiaodong, go back."

After saying these words, Chu Zheng returned to the back of the stall and continued to stand straight, looking at the courtyard wall across the street and stopped talking.

He has said enough today. On weekdays, he rarely says so much.

The sad and angry Zhang Changan kicked over the stool and left. Before leaving, he shouted that he wanted to break off friendship with Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng pretended not to see the tears in Zhang Changan's eyes. He waited until the other party walked away before he went over and put the stool back on.

Behind the steaming white steam, Chu Zheng did not move or speak a word until the next guest came to the door.

"Brother Zheng'er, the old rules are the same. Put more vinegar and serve another bowl of soup!" A middle-aged man with a beard sat at the table and shouted.

Chu Zheng nodded, without saying anything, but his hands were very quick.

This middle-aged man is an old diner and an acquaintance of Chu Zheng. He lives next door because he is strong and his neighbors call him Tieban and a porter.

Chu Zheng disdained the name of iron plate, because although this person looks tall and eats a large appetite, he also drinks an extra bowl of soup with a bowl of soup cakes. In fact, he is so gentle that he is almost cowardly, never argues with others, and takes a step back first in everything.

When Brother Sun and Brother Xu gathered people, they also found the iron plate, but he waved his hand and refused, and ran so fast.

Diners come one after another, and those who are familiar with each other will say hello to Chu Zheng.

"Brother Zheng, my daughter always talks about your soup cakes. She always thinks she likes you. How about it? Do you want to get close to my daughter?" A woman with a beautiful appearance but a waist as thick as a bucket was shining her handkerchief through the soda and whispering her handkerchief.

Chu Zheng just smiled, but didn't answer. Because of Zhang Chang'an's incident, his smile was not as good as usual.

Chu Zheng only knew that the woman in front of her was Wei. It is said that her husband's family died early and now she is alone with a daughter. Everyone calls him Mrs. Wei.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he could find a marriage, but the daughter of Madam Wei's family was only five or six years old... This smart and merciless woman would talk to her daughter about her every time she came to eat a bowl of soup cakes. The purpose was just to give her a penny less.

Sometimes, when she saw Chu Zheng happy, she actually paid on credit, and then she never paid that money again.

Chu Zheng is very familiar with the entire Funingfang.

Grandma Zheng, who sells vegetables in the street corner, always uses inferior products as good people and often quarrels with people, but as long as she comes to eat soup cakes, Chu Zheng will only charge half of the money.

The gray-haired blind man Chen would beg at Fangmen at this time. He looked old and was actually only in his twenties. He was not only blind, but also lame with one leg. I heard that he was beaten by the Tubo people.

There are many such people.

Chu Zheng has a good impression of some people, but he is very despised of some people.

For example, Blind Chen has been taken care of by Brother Sun on weekdays. This morning, he learned that Brother Sun was dead and said that he had a bad horoscope and his life should be like this, and he could not blame others.

At about four o'clock in the morning, Chu Zheng collected the stall and pushed the wooden cart home.

In the dilapidated yard, there were clothes still drying on the bamboo poles. As soon as Chu Zheng pushed open the door, he closed the door with his backhand, for fear that the chickens he raised would run away randomly.

"I came back two minutes earlier than yesterday. Why? Today's business is not good?"

The person who spoke was an old Taoist, sitting in the yard basking in the sun, twisting the wine gourd in his hand, and giving it a mouthful from time to time. When he spoke, he looked straight and didn't look at Chu Zheng at all.

Chu Zheng, who was quiet and dull outside, heard the old Taoist teasing, suddenly overturned the wooden truck that was carefully pushing the door. The carbon fire in the stove burst out, the flour and seasoning on the chopping board spilled all over the floor, and the pots and pans were even more broken.

The five old mothers who were leisurely looking for food in the yard were so shocked that they flapped their wings and whispered around, and how many chicken feathers flew across them.

The young man stared at the old Taoist on the rattan chair, his face turned red like charcoal fire, his forehead was leaping, and his teeth were creaking, but he didn't say a word, like a beast about to run away.

The old Taoist still did not turn to look at Chu Zheng, but sneered from his nostrils, "What's wrong, boy, I think your elder brother Sun is dead wrongly, so I can't help it? Do you want to fight the Tubo people desperately? Go, I won't stop you."

Chu Zheng clenched his fists and shivered, just like Zhang Changan looked at him in disappointment, and his eyes were roaring with scarlet growling: "Why?! Why didn't you take action last night? You could obviously save them! You have the ability to save them! Jie Mucuo is not your opponent, why didn't you take action?! Why can't you do anything you taught me yourself?!"
To be continued...