"Okay, let's learn from the past. Brother Zhu, this time we will go directly to visit your nephew and not cause any more trouble."
After the two beggars on the left and right complained, the beggar on the right looked at the beggar in the middle and said seriously.
"Okay, Brother Xia is right. This time let's go directly and visit our nephew Ping'an." The beggar in the middle was indeed feeling guilty. The last incident was too big, so he didn't dare to meddle in other people's business this time and nodded repeatedly.
"Oh, even if Brother Zhu wants to cause more trouble, he can't. We have already fallen to this point, and we don't have a single penny left." The beggar on the left sneered, stretched out his hand to pull Qian's dirty and ragged robe and shook it, shaking off the dust, and said with a sneer on his face.
The man surnamed Zhu was too pretentious. He went to big restaurants to try local snacks, went to brothels to experience local customs and practices, and went to secret brothels to listen to the voices of the people. That was fine, but the key point was that he had no sense at all. Not only did he pretend to be cool, but he also always got into trouble from time to time... He was really fed up with it. This journey was really enough!
Especially after the mess he made in Yingtian, it made people want to tie him up, hang a big rock on him, and throw him directly into the Yangtze River to feed the fish!
At this moment, if he hadn't been thinking of using him to get close to his nephew, he would have thrown him to feed the fish long ago. It was just a simple sarcastic remark.
"Ahem..." The beggar in the middle had a face as red as a monkey's butt, and he quickly changed the subject, "I found out on the way here just now that my nephew's army is stationed outside Suzhou City, so we can go and visit them directly."
"good!"
When the two beggars on the left and right heard the beggar in the middle express his opinion again, they nodded quickly, and then one on the left and one on the right lifted up the two arms of the beggar in the middle like two generals, to prevent the beggar in the middle from causing any more trouble.
The two men, like the two generals, supported, or rather held hostage the beggar in the middle, all the way to Fengqiao.
They had already found out that the Zhejiang Army's main camp was located near the world-famous Fengqiao.
"My nephew is the deputy envoy of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Criminal Investigation Department. He holds a high position and is stationed in Suzhou, the most prosperous city in the south of the Yangtze River. He is deeply trusted by the emperor and the general advisor, and is very popular in the officialdom of the south of the Yangtze River. On the way here, didn't you hear what the common people said? My nephew has made new achievements. I don't know whether he killed five or six hundred Japanese pirates, or more than a thousand Japanese pirates. Anyway, he has made great achievements and his rise to fame is just around the corner..."
The beggar in the middle chattered incessantly, speaking with a look of pride about the great achievements of his nephew, as if he was the one who had made the contribution.
The beggars on both sides were also listening with great excitement. They had heard all this. Their nephew had indeed made great contributions again and was going to be promoted again.
When I thought about being able to get close to such a big shot with unlimited future through this bastard, my heart was burning with excitement.
Although I was badly hurt by this bastard, all the hard work along the way was not in vain, and it is finally time to reap the rewards.
Thinking of this, the two of them relaxed their strength at the same time, changing from hostage to support. After a journey of a thousand miles, there was only one last step left. If they wanted to get close to the big shot, they had to rely on this bastard and they still had to coax him.
"My nephew was educated by me. I taught him how to write and passed on my understanding of the meaning of writing to him. I personally took Xianren to the county, prefectural, academy and provincial examinations, taking care of him in every detail, reading scriptures for him all night, helping him study, and helping my nephew to pass the top three exams. I am his most respected and beloved uncle. My Xianjia listens to me the most. As long as I say something, my nephew will do it. So, believe me, as long as we meet my nephew, we will have everything. Those poor people who can't read and don't know anything can rely on my nephew to become military officers appointed by the court. Brother Hu and Brother Xia, you two are full of strategies and talents, so promotion is a piece of cake."
The beggar in the middle held his head high and chest puffed out, and spoke to the two beggars on his left and right with a confident look on his face.
“Yes, yes…”
The two beggars agreed, but the beggar on the right was stunned for a moment after responding.
"Wait, Brother Zhu, your nephew passed the county examination, prefectural examination, and academy examination. I don't know about the county examination and the prefectural examination, but didn't we take the academy examination together? Didn't we prepare for the exam together? Didn't I see you helping your nephew study all night and picking on him for every detail?" The beggar on the right was stunned.
For that exam, they said they were preparing for it, but in fact they were hanging out in taverns and brothels day and night, and didn't study seriously at all.
As for taking care of his nephew and helping him with his studies, that is only possible in a dream!
Also, what insights do you have about writing? Your shitty writing is so good that even a dog would sneer at it. If your insights about writing could help your nephew win the top three prizes, why can't you even win the title of scholar? ...
You lied.
Then the elementary education and writing teaching, aren't they all fake?! And that most beloved and respected uncle... ...
It’s terrifying when you think about it.
"Ah?" The beggar in the middle was speechless for a moment, but he was thick-skinned and used to telling lies, so he lied easily, "Oh, I just said the academy exam, right? That was wrong. In fact, it was the county exam and the prefectural exam..."
The two beggars on the left and right curled their lips. This bastard couldn't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. They didn't know whether what this bastard said was true.
However, it was an established fact that he was the uncle of that big shot. Thinking of this, the two of them put their minds at ease.
"Look, there is Maple Bridge ahead, and the Zhejiang Army camp is right next to it. Speaking of Maple Bridge, I think of a poem, what's its name, 'Maple Bridge...'" The beggar in the middle couldn't help but feel inspired to write poetry when he saw the Maple Bridge. Unfortunately, after thinking for a long time, he forgot the name of the poem that fit the occasion, and he felt very uncomfortable scratching his head.
The two men on his left and right, Zhuge Liang and Feng Chu, who were full of strategies and talents, were not remembered for a moment.
"Moored at Maple Bridge at night. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, and the sky is full of frost. The maples on the river bank and the fishing fires are facing me, and I am in a sad sleep. The bell of Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City reaches the passenger ship at midnight."
At this time, a few little kids wearing flowery cotton jackets and open-crotch cotton pants ran away from the three people while singing and laughing.
“Ahem, yes, it’s “A Night Mooring at Maple Bridge.” The beggar in the middle clapped his hands and said the name of the poem.
However, no matter how thick-skinned one is, one does not have the nerve to recite this poem.
The three men came to Fengqiao with dog-beating sticks and saw people coming to the Zhejiang Army camp to reward the soldiers in an endless stream in front of Fengqiao.
Looking at the carts and baskets of cakes, candies, wine and meat, the three of them couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
All the way from Yingtian to Suzhou, they almost had to beg for food and had hardly ever filled their stomachs, let alone wine, meat, and cakes.
Seeing this scene, my mouth is watering and even my stomach is growling.
"Where did these beggars come from? Get rid of them quickly before they ruin the place." Someone spotted the three people and quickly covered his nose and waved his hands.
"Go away, go away, beg somewhere else." People covered their noses and drove them away, threw a few steamed buns at them, and prevented the three from approaching the camp gate.