I studied abroad in modern times

Outside Jingzhou City, a carriage was speeding.

Zheng Fa opened the door curtain of the carriage and praised Gao Yuan, who was driving the carriage: "I didn't expect you to have the skill of driving a carriage!"

Gao Yuan waved his whip and galloped with a smile on his face: "The Six Arts of a Gentleman, Ritual, Music, Archery, and Shushu. At that time, other people were learning calligraphy and archery. My father asked me to learn Yu."

Zheng Fa was even more impressed: "Your Majesty is quite ancient. There are not many Confucian scholars who learn to drive."

The Six Arts of the Gentleman is a somewhat old concept. Not many Confucian scholars really care about this thing.

"Well, my father probably doesn't think so." Gao Yuan grinned: "My father said this, it's useless to study other things, but if I study this, if I can't read well, I still have the skills to eat! "

"Your Majesty is quite... wise in survival."

Zheng Fa spontaneously felt respect for the executive family whom he had never met before.

In the car, the seventh young master put his fist in front of his mouth to hide his raised mouth, frowned and said, "Pull down the car curtain, it's all dust."

Most of the roads in this world are dirt roads, and the hooves of horses passing by raise a lot of dust.

Zheng Fa lowered the curtain and turned to look inside the carriage.

This is the carriage used by the seventh young master to go out. The horse used is the same as the previous Danzhu Niu, and it also has the blood of spiritual beasts.

The layout of this car is even more different from the ox cart that Zheng Fa rides in.

There is a main seat inside the carriage, covered with a thick blanket, and the seventh young master is lazily slumped on it.

Zheng Fa sat down. The cushion under his buttocks was soft and seemed to have a shock-absorbing effect. He did not feel any bumps during the driving of the vehicle.

The seventh young master pulled out a small drawer from under the armrest of the main seat.

Inside the drawer, there are several jade boxes stacked on top of each other.

The seventh young master's movements were very light. With his character, Zheng Fa had never seen such a cautious look.

He opened a jade box and found a palm-sized piece of yellow paper inside.

Before Zheng Fa could see clearly what the piece of paper looked like, he saw that it spontaneously ignited without wind and turned into green smoke in an instant.

The next moment, a breeze, a cool and refreshing breeze, appeared in the car out of thin air.

The dust that had just entered the car was blown away by the wind, leaving only the faint fragrance of vegetation, which penetrated the heart and soul and was pleasant.

Zheng Fa felt that he could even breathe much more clearly.

"This is?"

"Yes, talisman paper." The seventh young master put the jade box back: "This is the least valuable one, the breeze talisman. Oh, a breeze talisman can only support your family for ten years."

Zheng Fa grinned.

Gao Yuan also put his head into the car curiously: "Talk paper? Let me see, let me see!"

"Look at the road!" The seventh young master almost jumped up.

"I just haven't seen a real immortal talisman!" Gao Yuan retracted his neck.

"I'll send you home when I get back!" The seventh young master still hummed to himself.

Not to mention Zheng Fa, Gao Yuan didn't care much.

After contacting him in the past few days, even Gao Yuan had to admit that the seventh young master could not speak, had a bad mouth, was annoying when he spoke, and could easily be beaten to death outside.

There are no big drawbacks.

As for driving him home, this guy has said it more than a hundred times in the past two days.

But Gao Yuan said with a little envy: "Zheng Fa, you are really back home, and you can even bring your mother and sister to the city. Madam is so kind to you!"

When the seventh young master heard this, his expression became uncomfortable.

He thought of his mother's teachings to him two days ago, and he always felt that there was some other purpose in this grace.

This time he came, it was actually his mother who said it.

His mother-in-law's saying is that since you want to show kindness, you should lower your body so that no one can find fault.

The seventh young master, who was still a young man, always felt that he had an ulterior motive for this trip.

He was still struggling in his heart when he heard Zheng Fa's voice: "Well, Madam is very good to me, and the Seventh Young Master is also here, which is also very good."

The seventh young master raised his head and saw Zheng Fa smiling at him, as if he could understand his faint guilt, and said seriously: "It's really good."

Zheng Fa did see some of the madam's intentions.

Just like Gao Yuan said, in the eyes of others, this is the importance and grace that Madam has for her family. As long as he has some reputation and conscience in the future, no matter what achievements he has, he must remember this kindness and must repay it.

If the madam thinks more badly, she might have the idea of ​​controlling her mother and sister in the Zhao family...

But to be honest, Zheng Fa didn't think it mattered. After all, his wife could reunite him with his mother and sister, and also allow his mother and sister to live a better life.

That's enough.

As for the rest, it’s all about deeds and regardless of heart.

The seventh young master was startled, looking a little embarrassed, and pursed his lips without looking at Zheng Fa. .

He turned around and opened the curtain to look outside, muttering: "I haven't been to the village to see it yet. I want to take a good look this time!"

…

In Zhuangzi.

The sun was almost setting, and Zheng Fa's mother was still standing at the door, looking anxiously out the door.

Wait until the sky gradually darkens.

Only then did a small figure appear, carrying a bamboo basket as big as three of her heads, slowly jumping towards the door of Zheng's house.

"Shan'er!" Zheng's mother walked forward quickly, picked up the basket in her daughter's hand, and looked at her daughter up and down.

Zheng Shan's trousers were still stained with mud, and her head was wet with sweat.

Zheng's mother breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her daughter had no missing arms or legs. She angrily reached out and pinched Zheng Shan's ears: "Why are you coming back so late? Do you know that my mother is worried to death!"

"Mom! It hurts!" Zheng Shan screamed, tilting her head and explaining: "I didn't play! I walked a long way..."

"Did you take a detour?" Mother Zheng asked, letting go.

"Yes, Wang Gui has been blocking me on the road these days and causing trouble for me. I was afraid, so I took a long detour." Zheng Shan nodded.

"Wang Gui...he has gone too far these days!"

Mother Zheng frowned and said.

"His father doesn't care about him!" Zheng Shan also muttered angrily.

Zheng's mother sighed. Ever since her son refused the money from Steward Wang's family, Wang Gui's bullying of Zheng Shan had become even worse.

Because of Zheng Fa, he didn't dare to really hurt Zheng Shan, but it was disgusting enough.

As for Manager Wang?

After knowing Zheng Fa's attitude towards his family, he probably wouldn't care about Wang Gui anymore.

Because Zheng Fa was still working as a bookboy in Zhao Mansion, he certainly would not take action himself.

But these little things now, afterwards the big deal is to say that the child is not sensible.

"Don't tell Brother You about this when he comes back." Mother Zheng suddenly said, "Tomorrow, Mom will go pick pigweed leaves."

"I'll go! After my brother left, all the work in the house was done by my mother. I can go, just avoid Wang Gui. My brother used to do more work than me!" Zheng Shan refused, holding the basket.

"Don't tell your brother."

Mother Zheng felt distressed and wiped the sweat on her daughter's forehead with her sleeves, and gave another warning.

"I won't tell you, but mother said it must be very difficult for my brother to be a book boy in the Zhao Mansion." Zheng Shan nodded seriously: "We can't let my brother worry about us."

Mother Zheng held her sensible daughter in her arms.

Zheng Shan nuzzled in her mother's arms coquettishly, and suddenly said in a complaining tone:

"Wang Gui also said that my brother is very popular in Zhao Mansion and drinks spicy food. He asked me to beg him to take me to the city to enjoy the blessings together!"

"This is not okay! Your brother is helpless in the Zhao Mansion, and he is very scared. How can he have such dignity! These words make people think he is frivolous!"

"I know, he just wants his brother to be beaten and driven back like him!" Zheng Shan raised her head, with a look of pride that she knew everything: "Whenever my brother eats delicious food, he will bring it to me! "

After saying that, she licked the corners of her mouth, as if she was remembering the food in the food box.