Chapter seven hundred and sixty third rainstorm is coming
Mr. Xi was scolded but did not dare to talk back. He was thinking about how to deal with these poor people in the future. Zhang Xiaowu said: "I heard that after you learned that Mr. Zhu was ill, you fired him as soon as possible and even defaulted on the payment."
It's a few months' salary. If you don't pay back the money you owe, why do you still have the nerve to come here? Are you here to pay off your debt today?"
"I'm not afraid of the epidemic. Who is not like this? It's not just me." Xi Yuanwai forcefully argued, but his voice was very low, for fear of making him angry. Zhang Xiaowu raised his head and sneered, and Xi Yuanwai immediately backed away in fright.
Taking one step, I didn't expect that my feet would be weak at this moment.
He was sitting on the ground, and by chance, a protruding stone on the ground hit his butt. The pain made him jump up, cover his butt and howl. He also threatened everyone: "If you dare to hurt me,
I reported to the official, my second uncle and grandpa are the county magistrate."
Zhang Xiaowu said calmly: "Except for Mr. Xi, you know that the dead will not report to the official. I am a prodigal in the world. If I can do justice for God today and eliminate evil, I will wander around the world again, but I will also gain a good reputation. Except for Mr. Xi, you
Can you help me?"
"No!" Mr. Xi changed his face and said, "I was wrong. I wronged Mr. Zhu. I am not a human being. I was wrong! Just treat me like a fart."
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Pay up! Get out!"
Member Xi asked hurriedly: "Dare you ask me the name of Daxia Zhang?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Zhang Shouzheng is the blood-drinking mad swordsman."
The sarcastic member smiled flatteringly: "He is indeed a knight-errant. I will listen to you and just listen to you." He remembered this name deeply and prepared to take revenge on another day. At the same time, he took out the money and threw it into the house. He didn't care what he took out.
How much money was there, and he hurriedly ran away on the ground, making the villagers laugh loudly. He never expected that the arrogant and domineering ridicule a moment ago would be so embarrassed at the moment.
"Rumble--"
"Crash-"
The downpour suddenly came, and the people who were watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry. Even Brother Ying ran home when he saw it, shouting: "Thank you Zhang Daxia, thank you Zhang Daxia, today I finally see what it is like to be a knight."
You are free and easy. If my mother dies someday, I will become a knight too!"
"You bastard, who are you cursing to death? Just stand there and don't run away. I'm going to kill you today and kill you, the little bastard for cursing this old lady!" A strong woman with big arms and a round waist rushed towards me carrying a bamboo board.
When he came out, Brother Ying was so frightened when he saw his mother that he didn't dare to go back home and ran away without knowing where he was.
Zhang Xiaowu smiled, then frowned, why did he go back to the inn? He was in such a hurry that he forgot to bring an umbrella——
Seeing this, Gu Qingxi hurriedly went back to the box in the back room to find an old umbrella and came over. Yingying bowed and said, "Thank you so much for saving my life. My little girl will definitely pray and bless Zhang Daxia every day."
"You're welcome, madam, just take good care of Mr. Zhu." Zhang Xiaowu said lightly while looking at the rainstorm. He remembered Gu Qingxi as a noble and intelligent girl, the backbone of the Gu family and the leader of the younger generation of the Gu family. It was the first time he met her.
At that time, I was only eighteen years old, and Gu Qingxi was only seventeen years old. Now I am in my thirties, and Gu Qingxi has become a woman. The two of them are only two steps away from each other, and they no longer recognize each other.
Already.
Time laments, and fate plays tricks on people.
Zhang Xiaowu sighed, took the umbrella and said: "Mrs. Zhu, although Mr. Xi will not cause trouble for you for the time being, I will leave Qingjiang Mansion sooner or later. If you have other relatives and friends, you can go and seek refuge here to avoid humiliation here.
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Gu Qingxi was extremely grateful. She had been looked down upon and bullied for so many years, but at this time, the help and concern of a stranger were so precious. She secretly shed tears in her heart and said with a little choked voice: "Thank you so much for your kindness, Master Zhang. I don't know, Master Zhang."
What’s your relationship with my husband to get this help?”
Zhang Xiaowu recalled the poem-fighting contest between the ten young masters of Jinke in the past at Yumozhai in Chengxinfang. With a faint smile on his lips, he said: "Who doesn't recognize the number one crazy student in Longdu, especially when he competed in poems at Yumozhai?"
It is famous all over the world."
Gu Qingxi covered her mouth and said in surprise: "My benefactor actually knows about this?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Of course I know." He opened the umbrella and was shocked to see that this broken umbrella actually had big holes connected with small holes, almost no different from the umbrella ribs.
"This..." Gu Qingxi was very embarrassed. This umbrella was fine a few days ago, but it must have been bitten by mice in the past two days. He was so ashamed that he was at a loss.
Zhang Xiaowu comforted him and said, "I will wait under the eaves for the rain to subside." How could Gu Qingxi let people stand under the eaves and hurriedly let him enter the main room. Zhang Xiaowu looked at the wind and rain, then stood at the door and said, "Here
That's fine." Gu Qingxi apologized again and again, and Zhang Xiaowu asked: "Is Mr. Zhu's condition getting better? Is it convenient for me to see Mr. Zhu?"
Gu Qingxi was worried: "My husband is sick in bed, for fear of infecting the hero."
Zhang Xiaowu said: "It doesn't matter."
Gu Qingxi said: "Please come with me, my benefactor."
Zhang Xiaowu followed Gu Qingxi to the inner room, glanced at Zhu Zihan from a distance, and saw a withered man lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, leaning on the pillow with disheveled hair, his face was expressionless
Waxy yellow eyes protrude, and there is almost no flesh on his face, which looks like skin and bones. It is terrifying and completely different from the Zhu Zihan in his memory. If he hadn't known that Zhu Zihan was sleeping at the moment, Zhang Xiaowu would have even thought that he was dead. This look was similar to that of a dead person.
What's the difference.
"I really scared my benefactor." Upon seeing this, Gu Qingxi hurriedly closed the door, and then took Zhang Xiaowu back to the front room.
The rainstorm is getting more intense, and there seems to be no tendency to abate. At this time, let alone a broken umbrella, even a good umbrella cannot stop the rainstorm. Fortunately, the Zhu family's yard is on a higher ground, but no rainwater pours into the house.
Gu Qingxi felt embarrassed. After all, her husband was seriously ill in bed, and a strange man stayed at her home at night. How could she stay overnight? But this man saved her twice, and also provided money and husband.
How could she drive people away when it rained heavily?
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Mrs. Zhu, please bring a stool over. I'll sit at the door and wait for the rain to subside." Gu Qingxi hurriedly brought a stool over, and Zhang Xiaowu placed it behind the door, sitting on the stool and looking at the heavy rain. Although that
The rain was not light at all, but in his opinion, it must be much weaker than the heavy rain on the sea. How could a person who is used to seeing waves and storms take heavy rain in his eyes?
Gu Qingxi stood in the distance and looked at his back. Even though she was as smart as she was, she didn't know how to talk to strangers. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaowu opened the topic and asked Mr. Zhu if he had written any articles. Gu Qingxi told Zhu Zi
Han brought the words he wrote on weekdays and Zhang Xiaowu read them carefully.
This Zhu Zihan was indeed born wildly, with arrogance engraved in his bones. It was a pity that he was born at the wrong time, and the empire was a stranger, not a prosperous one.
Gu Qingxi moved a chair and placed it far away. He sat on the chair and looked at the heavy rain. He covered his arms with one hand. It was a pair of scissors. If Zhang Daxia did something bad, he would die.
. But after a long time, the Zhang Daxia in front of him did not do anything inappropriate to her, and did not even look at her. He concentrated on reading her husband's article. After reading, he put the article on the table and left.
After returning to the door, I stared blankly at the heavy rain.
Although Gu Qingxi was a little sleepy, she did not dare to relax. The two of them remained silent in the same room, waiting for the rain to stop.