At the end of Song Dynasty: I want to be the master of ZTE

Chapter 111 Needs Repair

There is a place named Zhaoxian in the east of Changshan County. Because the villagers gather to trade, it is a market town. The villagers usually call it Zhaoxian City.

It connects two counties and has a ferry. It was originally bustling with life, but due to the continuous war, many people fled. When a monk walked into the town, he saw empty streets, which seemed deserted.

The monk didn't stop there, and went straight to the ferry, but the boatman and the ferry boat were gone.

"It's bitter!" the monk secretly shouted. Just as he was about to find someone to ask, he saw the door of a nearby house opened and an old man came out.

"Great monk," the visitor called, "But we want to cross the river?"

"Amitabha!" The monk saluted and said, "My father, a poor monk and a layman, has to cross the river to resolve this cause and effect. Can the donor do it conveniently?"

"A certain family doesn't ask why, they just ask..." The visitor made a gesture of counting money.

This monk has a ferocious face, is tall and strong, and does not look like a serious monk. He must be very popular.

Seeing him put his hand into his arms, the old man said: "To be honest, this old man doesn't have a good life for a few years, so he comes out to solicit customers to share some profits. Even if he is kidnapped, no one will come to rescue him."

"The donor is joking." The monk paused, took out a short knife, and said, "This is made of fine Utz steel, with a solid gold handle, and a gem on the scabbard is worth a thousand gold.

This thing is not owned by a poor monk, but found on the road. It is of no use to monks like us, and it can be used as ship's fuel. "

"A poor monk is not poor." The old man chuckled, took the knife and looked at it.

It's just blinding.

One large and seven small, a total of eight rubies, as bright as blood, and they look very valuable.

"Okay, monk!" The old man cheered and said, "The old man's surname is Sun, and he is responsible for finding customers. The boat owner's surname is Luo, and he will ensure that you cross the river safely."

"Thank you for your help." The monk followed and saw old man Sun looking at the knife over and over, smiling evilly from time to time, which made him feel slightly relieved.

Arriving in front of a dilapidated river temple in a remote place by the river, Old Man Sun called out: "Third brother, there are guests who want to cross the river. The boat fare is generous. I'd like to thank you for your trip."

Another old man emerged from inside, and the monk felt relieved when he saw his age.

Don't ask, just ask and you'll be beaten ten times.

The old man came closer and said, "The old man's surname is Luo. He is the third in the family. Does the monk want to cross the river?"

"Exactly, a poor monk and a layman..."

"Don't be verbose." Old Man Luo interrupted the monk and said: "No matter where you come from or where you are going, as long as the shipping fee is enough, you can survive even in the East China Sea, not to mention just water."

"Third brother, that's enough, that's enough." The old man who received the guests leaned over and handed over the knife, saying, "After this is done, not to mention marrying the children, buying a farm and house is not a problem."

Hiss~ Old Man Luo took a breath and cheered: "What a gem, I'm afraid it's not worth a thousand gold."

After playing with it for a long time, Old Man Luo stuffed the knife into his arms and said with a smile: "Old man is rude. Master, I will forgive you. Please come in and have a cup of bad tea."

The monk said: "The poor monk is so anxious that he really can't drink tea. Please ask the donor to send the poor monk across the river."

"Officers and soldiers are constantly coming and going, how can we cross the river in broad daylight?" Old Man Luo said.

This is true.

Because the Yuan army broke up and moved upriver, the Song army's naval forces were scattered along the river, and at least they would not leave until the Yuan army's navy arrived downstream.

The monk had no choice but to follow him into the ruined temple.

A fire, a pot of water, the worst quality tea, and some dry food, none of which the monk used.

The two old men didn't care and just ate by themselves. They also talked about where they could buy a house and land after exchanging the gems for money, and whether they could have a concubine. They laughed when they talked about their happiness.

The monk sat cross-legged and chanted sutras, feeling much more at ease and able to wait patiently.

In Wenzhou City, when Zhao returned to the apse, Zhao Bing rushed up to him and shouted: "Brother, I'm hungry."

Baibai is fat and cute, and she looks like she is living a good life in Fuzhou.

Zhao Shi hugged his younger brother, and after letting go, he gestured with his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

He is now over three feet three, and Zhao Bing is only shorter than one hand, which is not considered short even in future generations.

Seeing him being so annoyed, Zhao Bing said again: "Brother, I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's eat!" Zhao Shi pulled his younger brother to the back. His younger sister, Zhao Qingzhi, came over and called out to "eldest brother".

Such a beautiful little girl, Zhao Qingzhi couldn't help but sigh: "When you grow up, your country will be beautiful and fragrant." "Thank you, brother." Zhao Qingzhi smiled sweetly.

Yang said: "Appearance is not worth boasting, only virtuous and virtuous. If the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, appearance is the way to bring disaster."

Zhao Shi said: "Mother, please be at ease. I won't let my second mother suffer even the slightest humiliation."

During the Jingkang Disgrace, many daughters of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty were handed over to the Jin Dynasty. Most of them died of humiliation. A few who were close to high-ranking officials were also molested and played with.

The sorrow and pain in it may only be felt by those involved.

The emperor will never allow this to happen. When the situation comes to a head, he would rather sacrifice his family and the country.

"Now that the country's affairs are booming, how can there be such a disaster in Jingkang." Yang said again: "Eat."

The maid brought the food.

Because her younger brother and sister came back, Yang made two more dishes, including a chicken, a fish, scrambled eggs with green beans, and boiled vegetables with tofu.

Zhao was always not particular about food, so he tore off the chicken legs and put them in Yang's bowl. He gave the other drumstick to Zhao Bing and the chicken wings to his sister. Then he put some beans into the bowl and started to plan the rice.

Zhao Qingzhi and his younger brother Zhao Bing, however, couldn't take a bite and didn't seem to like eating very much.

Zhao Shi asked vaguely: "Sanlang just complained that he was hungry, why didn't he eat?"

"Brother, this food is bland and tasteless. I don't want to eat it." Zhao Qingzhi said with grievance: "Xiangri was in Fuzhou. My third brother and I had a great meal. There were all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, including fresh fruits and preserves. My eldest brother is the emperor, so how can we only have Such a meal?"

You have a conscience and know how to take care of your sister, otherwise... Zhao Bing gave Zhao Bing a look, and regardless of whether he felt it or not, he just said: "Not only the emperor must set an example, but you and Sanlang, as princesses and princes, also have the responsibility to in this way.

The war continues, and the military and civilians are in short supply. If the frontline troops are in short supply and the emperor is in short supply, how can I be the emperor? "

"Oh." Zhao Qingzhi nodded in understanding and ate the chicken wings diligently.

Zhao Shi took the fish belly with chopsticks and gave it to Zhao Bing, and said: "The night is long, eat more. If you are hungry at night, there will be no snacks."

"Oh." Zhao Bing picked up the rice grains nonchalantly. Zhao Bing dug out two bowls of rice before he ate a shallow layer. He only took a bite of the chicken leg and said he was full.

Zhao didn't say anything, just gnawed the chicken legs, and then asked Zhao Bing to read with him.

"Brother, I'm tired and want to sleep." Zhao Bing said.

Zhao Shi nodded and said: "We have prepared a room for you, go ahead."

"Ah?" Zhao Bing said, "I want to go to my grandfather's house..."

What a beautiful thought!Zhao Shi said: "From now on, you live with me. Have a good rest tonight, practice martial arts with me tomorrow morning, and study in the afternoon. Are there any children of the Zhao family who are ignorant and incompetent?"

Except for some stupid adopted son.

From the time of Zhao Er, the education of the prince has been done well. Even though Zhao Paopao has done many things that make relatives angry and enemies happy, in fact, he must have both civil and military skills, otherwise he would not be able to run such a long distance.

This is also the reason why Zhao Shi's martial arts practice has not been opposed. The old Zhao family really has this tradition.

Zhao Bing was obviously unhappy, but he didn't dare to argue, so he could only follow the palace maid to bed in a depressed mood.

Yang said with a smile: "Master, don't be too harsh, lest the brothers fall into discord."

Zhao Shi said: "When the boy beats him up, it won't be too late for the queen to go and comfort him."

Yang said: "Don't lose sight of it, or it will hurt your body."

"My child knows." Zhao nodded.

Are you a child? If it grows crooked, it needs to be repaired. If one meal is not enough, just two meals.

Zhao Bing was arranged, so Zhao went to read a book by himself, and Zhao Qingzhi followed Yang to learn how to work as a female worker. They waited until the dead of night and then went to bed.

At this time, in the Heshen Temple, Old Man Luo said to the monk who had been chanting sutras: "Master, let's go."

"Thank you for your help." The monk followed Old Man Luo out of the ruined temple and saw Old Man Sun standing on the bamboo raft waving.

Old Man Luo said: "Master is considerate. The ships were taken away by the army and only the bamboo rafts were left."

"As long as you can cross the river." The monk said calmly.

After a while, the two old men pushed the bamboo raft into the water. Old Man Luo invited the monk to get on the bamboo raft and push it to the other side.

(End of this chapter)