In the private room, Zhou Jing and Li Chun ate, drank, and talked some gossip. Although they were disturbed in the middle, it did not disturb the interest, and the banquet soon became lively again.
Li Chun's face was drunk, but his eyes were still clear, and he invited him: "Brother, I am going to the prefecture to do business. Since you have nowhere to go, why don't you stay with me for a while, and there is someone to take care of you on the way."
"Alright." Zhou Jing nodded and did not refuse.
Although he didn't agree to go up the mountain and fall to the grass, it was not a bad thing for him to be together temporarily with these three people in the green forest who had a good conversation. You have to go around and walk around with these three people to better get in touch with the green forest environment.
Li Chun seemed to have not expected Zhou Jing's promise to be so straightforward, and he was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he said, "The owner of the village here wants to hire a brother to be a teacher. Since they have sent someone to invite him, it is better for the brother to come to the door and respond, all the courtesy. ."
Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows, snorted deliberately, and said dissatisfiedly, "I don't have a good impression of such big landlords. Such tyrannical gentry will only act as prestige and oppress the common people."
Hearing this, Lu Yunzhao was a little dissatisfied, and said, "That's not necessarily true. The Taigong of the Wu family here is kind and generous, but he did not oppress the people."
Zhou Jing glanced at him and asked back: "Then where does this kind and benevolent money come from? It's just exploiting farmers, looting the people's fat, and sucking the blood of the poor to fatten his family. No matter how kind and benevolent, it's just generosity for others, not enough to kill. Pity."
Having received compulsory education in the main world, he naturally didn't have a problem with the old wealth of the landlords during the feudal period.
The landlord class occupied the land, let the people work for it, and harvested the surplus value of the peasants. Unless there was an external force to break it, the landlord who occupied the land would always be the landlord, and the poor peasants had to work for it from generation to generation.
Land annexation and class exploitation have been the same throughout the ages.
In the feudal era, the so-called big landlords may have been wronged if they killed all of them, but if every other one was killed, there would definitely be a leak.
"Brother said it well, that's exactly what it is!"
Li Chun's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but look at it with admiration.
He originally thought that Chen Feng was just a tyrannical man who relied on martial arts, but he didn't expect to have this insight.
What is even more commendable is that this Chen Feng claims to be a mountain person who rarely joins the WTO, but he has his own rebellious and rebellious heart, and he is born to be a green forest tycoon!
Such good materials, if you don't go up the mountains and fall grass, the green forest road will be like a long night!
Lu Yunzhao shook his head, but he disagreed.
His Lu family was originally from a big family, but he was framed by someone and fell into the middle of the family, so he took his sister up the mountain and fell to the grass. Although he is a person in the green forest now, the concept he has cultivated since childhood will not be easily changed. At this time, Zhou Jing's words are too extreme.
At this time, Zhou Jing took a sip of wine, stood up, and said, "But what Brother Li Chun said is also, I will come to the door to reject the second young master of Lao Shizi, and I will come when I go."
"Brothers will go, we will wait here." Li Chun handed over.
Zhou Jing said nothing, wiped his mouth, picked up a branch and stick, and strode downstairs with his head held high, heading straight for the village of Wujiazhuang in the center of the village.
The three watched Zhou Jing walk away from the upstairs window, and then they looked back.
Li Chun smiled happily: "Brother Chen Feng is quite impatient."
"Indeed." Lu Yunzhao nodded, hesitated, and said, "It's just that I think he seems to be a cynical person. We are going to the prefecture to do business, and we must not make it public. If we go with him, I am afraid that there will be waves."
Li Chun was surprised for a while, and said in surprise: "Brother Lu, you are usually outspoken and informal, why are you twisted at this time? Could it be that Brother Chen Feng is not pleasing to the eye?"
"What's the point of Master? You really underestimate me. Brother Chen Feng is very talented and straightforward. I admire it, but..."
Lu Yunzhao shook his head, and it was hard to explain that this was his intuition as a warrior. He always felt that with Zhou Jing, he would never be safe on the road, and his eyelids jumped.
Lu Xinniang snorted and said, "Then Chen Feng is so heroic, he just fought with you for a while, but this time my brother is a little belly."
"The Guard is Here"
"Yes, yes, but I was wrong."
Lu Yunzhao couldn't help but smile bitterly. He hurt his sister the most, so he had to punish himself for a cup along with the words and didn't mention it again.
…
On the other side, Zhou Jing walked with branches and sticks, walking briskly and feeling quite happy.
'Grandpa... Bah, I'm really lucky, I can meet professionals as soon as I walk in, and then there will be someone to accompany me. '
Zhou Jing smiled inwardly.
Speaking of which, when I first shuttled around, I also met people like Baron, and I don't know if there are any hidden attributes such as luck, I am definitely not low.
Recalling his performance just now, he gave himself a score of 85. Although there are some flaws, the personality characteristics of the No. 4 apostle reflect a lot.
Zhou Jing glanced at the synchronization rate, which had risen from the initial 10% to 13.6%.
It only took me less than half a day to come in by myself. This kind of efficiency is not bad. After all, the difficulty of acting as the fourth apostle is medium, and the improvement speed is not as fast as the first three apostles.
Zhou Jing came all the way to the gate of Wujiazhuang Courtyard, and told the concierge his intentions, and soon Wu's housekeeper hurried out to greet him.
"Good man, come with me, the second young master has been waiting for a long time."
The housekeeper of the Wu family was yelled at by Zhou Jing before, and he was afraid of him, not daring to take Qiao, and led the way with a smile on his face.
Zhou Jing followed him into the mansion, walked through the corridor and passed the door, watching as he walked.
The courtyard is quite large, the main road is paved with slabs of slate, and the houses are made of blue bricks and black tiles, which are completely different from the dilapidated thatched cottages in the village.
In addition to the continuous courtyard houses, there are also buildings such as cowsheds, chicken coops, stables, barns, wheat threshing fields, and training grounds. It was a lively and busy scene with the sound of children reading books coming from the yard from nowhere.
After a while, Zhou Jing followed the steward to the backyard, and when he looked up, he saw a shirtless young man who was sweating profusely dancing with a stick in the open space.
This young man was naked with lean flesh that reflected light in the scorching sun, and his tendon flesh was well-raised. If he wanted to come here, he would usually eat very richly, and his muscles were undulating with his movements like running water.
"Second Young Master, this is Chen Feng, the hero who threw rocks on the ground before." The Wu family steward stepped forward to report.
Wu Zhen stopped, turned his head to look at Zhou Jing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and praised: "Good man!"
After that, he immediately greeted him, clasped his fists and said with a smile:
"The next one is Wu Zhen, the second young master of Wujiazhuang. I heard that my brother is performing in the village, and he is very strong, so he sent someone to invite him, just want to get acquainted."
"Good talk good talk."
Zhou Jing also clasped his fists in return.
- The more he uses this etiquette, the more he likes it, and now he wants to clasp his fists when he sees it.
Wu Zhen looked at it for a while and asked, "I don't know where Brother Chen is from and where are you going?"
"People from the mountains and the wild live in no fixed place, they just pass by here by chance."
Zhou Jing is still a set of old rhetoric. In this era of backward household registration system and monitoring level, it is not difficult to be a black household.
He paused and asked, "You invited me to come here because you want to hire me as a tutor in the government?"
Wu Zhen rolled his eyes, smiled, and cupped his hands:
"Let's not be busy with this for now. I have loved sword dancing and sticks since I was a child, and I often invite passers-by to learn from each other. With such a physique, my brother must be outstanding in martial arts. I have a dish to offer, and I hope Brother Chen doesn’t blame me for acting abruptly.”
Wu Zhen didn't see Zhou Jing's performance with his own eyes. It was only when a busy man came to the village and specially reported the matter before he knew that Zhou Jing was actually skeptical about the so-called "stone-throwing" feat.
With a curious idea, he called the steward to find someone, and deliberately used the position of teaching to lure a businessman to the door.
Wu Zhen's plan was also very simple. When the entertainer came to the front, he would be invited to make a good shot. If he had real skills, he would naturally show it, then he would be hired as a teacher on the spot, and he would give heavy gifts and host a banquet. Ask, learn some skills.
If this businessman is a fishy businessman who sells Dali Pills and makes the stick no match for him, then the matter of teaching will naturally be put aside, presumably the other party has no face to deal with it, and incidentally, he can also teach this person who has no real ability and dares to play a temper. Goods, get out.
Therefore, in his view, it is not a loss.
Seeing this, Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, changed his mind, and roughly understood the other party's plan. After thinking about it, he did not refuse, and nodded in response:
"Then let's make a stick, and I will also learn Xiongtai's ability."
"Sure enough." Wu Zhen casually said something polite, went to the gun rack to get another stick, raised his hand and threw it to Zhou Jing.
Zhou Jing didn't pick it up, he let it fall in front of him, he just lifted the stick in his hand and said:
"You don't need your stick, this one in my hand is enough."
In his hand, he was just a branch that was casually folded from the tree, with several bends, the bark was not peeled off, and it was more like a walking stick.
The Wu family used a good whistle stick, which was straight and stout, with a reddish brown body.
Seeing this, Wu Zhen only felt that this person looked down on him, was angry, and thought to himself:
'I took four or five lessons in my early years, and all my skills were mediocre, and I learned a flashy flower stick. Later, I had to meet a famous teacher and received some advice, and then I really practiced martial arts. I can't get close to 20 or 30 people, and I am a passing man, and I never dared to underestimate me... This person is so arrogant, it is really hateful. , until I pick you up and see what you say. '
He didn't try to persuade him too much. He walked not far from Zhou Jing's side, swung his long stick horizontally, and tapped the tip of the stick, and took a stance.
However, Zhou Jing didn't even stance, leaning on sticks and sticks, just curiously watching Wu Zhen's movements.
Seeing that Zhou Jing didn't move, Wu Zhen rushed forward, flicked the tip of his stick, and made a false move, trying to induce Zhou Jing to take action.
Unexpectedly, this wink was completely thrown at the blind man, Zhou Jing let the other side's tip sway in front of his face, and there was no sign of parrying.
'How dare you underestimate me so much! 'Wu Zhen was secretly annoyed, he simply used all his strength and slashed down with a backhand, making a whistling sound.
However, in the middle of the stick, suddenly a strong force came, Wu Zhen was directly tossed, his palms hurt, and the stick was pulled from his palm.
Wu Zhen stared blankly and saw that Zhou Jing grabbed and tugged the stick from his hand.
"how?"
Zhou Jing casually threw the stick back to the other party.
Wu Zhen took the stick, his face turned pale for a while, and said sullenly: "You are extremely powerful, let's make another stick!"
He was unconvinced and resentful. In his expectation, the two sides should fight against each other, and they should make their own moves to see who beats the other.
But he took his own stick just by strength. Although he was surprised by his extraordinary physical strength, he didn't know the depth of his martial arts at all.
After that, Wu Zhen didn't wait for Zhou Jing's response, he immediately took three steps back, and set up his posture again, waiting for him.
Seeing this, Zhou Jing clicked his tongue and said:
"Then you eat me too!"
He strode forward, raised his stick with both hands, and chopped down, very fast.
Wu Zhen was engrossed and did not dare to fight recklessly. He raised his stick diagonally to try to parry the blow. At the same time, he made a mistake with his legs and was ready to dodge to the side.
But at this moment, Zhou Jing suddenly let go of his right hand, and the big hand went straight into the palace. At a dazzling speed, he directly grabbed Wu Zhen's waistband and lifted it to the side.
thump!
Wu Zhen suddenly lost his balance and fell directly into the mud.
"What about now?"
Zhou Jing stood with his arms folded, looking at Wu Zhen who was crawling up in dismay, and asked casually.
Before the fight, he detected Wu Zhen's attributes, and with his own physical strength, he could use his strength without any moves. With high physical ability and high perception, you can easily see the flaws in this person's moves, and there is no pressure to fight, just like an adult beating a child.
Wu Zhen's face flushed, and he immediately dropped his whistle and bowed his hands:
"I have eyes and do not know Mount Tai, my brother has good skills, I think he must be from the rivers and lakes, the kid is convinced! I would like to hire you as a teacher with a lot of money, and I hope that your Excellency will stay in the mansion and teach me martial arts, and I will treat me as a disciple Of!"
After being easily resolved twice, he was sure that this person had the real ability, and immediately put aside his temper and used plan one.
Zhou Jing waved his hand: "I didn't come for the teaching position, I have to continue on my way, this time I just declined the invitation."
Wu Zhen snorted, paused, and then said:
"Don't be in a hurry when you're on your way. Please stay at the hotel, and I will host a banquet. Everyone will have a good time with the wine, and they will be served with a little gift afterward."
"That's not necessary, I'm with my friends, and I'll be leaving soon, so I'm leaving."
Zhou Jing refused and bowed his hands slightly.
Wu Zhen wanted to persuade again, but when he saw Zhou Jing turned around and strode away, he could only sigh and said regretfully:
"Unfortunately, I can't make friends with such a good man."
It's just that he said this on the surface, but he was actually not very happy... He was hired with a lot of money, and he wanted to entertain, and he planned to send money. His attitude was low enough.
But there is no way, this big man is capable, although Wu Zhen is unhappy, but he can't say anything, so he has to swallow the sullen breath.
…
The steward was respectful and sent Zhou Jing out of the Wujiazhuang Courtyard.
As soon as Zhou Jing walked out of the gate, a group of people came towards him. The first one was an old man dressed neatly and luxuriously, followed by six or seven makers.
As soon as he saw this person, the Wu family steward hurriedly left Zhou Jing, greeted the old man, and said respectfully, "Old lady, have you returned to the manor?"
The old man who came back this time was the owner of Wu Family Village, Wu Changgui.
"Hey, today my outer room has a menstrual period for the first time, and it's really disappointing."
Wu Changgui shook his head, his face quite annoyed.
He saw Zhou Jing beside him, but he was an unfamiliar man. He immediately changed his smile and cupped his hands.
The steward hurriedly leaned into his ear and briefly said the matter again.
Hearing this, Wu Changgui stroked his beard and shook his head, sighing: "My child is really abrupt... Ah Sheng, go and draw twenty taels of silver and give it to this hero."
The steward hurriedly said yes, went back and took four ingots of silver, put it in a cloth pocket, gave it with both hands, and handed it to Zhou Jing.
Twenty taels of silver is not a small amount of money. The average farmer does not know how many years to save, so this gift is not thin.
Zhou Jing did not answer, squinting his eyes and said:
"I have never met, what do you mean by giving me money?"
"Just to express my feelings and make amends for my son." Wu Changgui's face was full of sincerity.
"No need."
Zhou Jing glanced at him and turned away.
When Zhou Jing was far away, the steward dared to complain: "Hey, this person is so ignorant!"
Wu Changgui couldn't hold his face a little, so he closed his smile, thought about it, and ordered:
"This class of people has always liked to cause trouble, and let the Zhuang Ke quietly stare at him, so that he does not make trouble in the village. If he obediently leaves the village, he doesn't need to worry about it."
"Yes." The steward responded.
…
Zhou Jing stayed away from the Wujiazhuang Courtyard and thought about it, but did not immediately go to the restaurant in the village to join the three of them with Li Chun.
He turned his head out of the village, came to the dirt road beside the field ridge, and watched the dark farmers plowing under the scorching sun.
These farmers were yellow-faced and thin, facing the scorching sun, with hunched backs, sweating profusely like Wu Zhen, and the sweat reflected in the scorching sun.
Soon, a farmer in the field noticed Zhou Jing. While doing farm work, he kept looking over and over again. He didn't know what the strong man was doing to them. It made him feel uncomfortable.
Finally, a rickety old peasant who was close couldn't help but be curious, barely straightened his waist, and shouted to Zhou Jing:
"Wu that big man, what do you think we do?"
Hearing this, Zhou Jing jumped off the field ridge, ignoring that the muddy water in the field did not reach his calf, and walked to the farmer's side, smiling, and asked what he had asked others not long ago:
"Old man, what kind of evil did this Wujiazhuang do?"
The old farmer's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, where can there be evil?!"