sbdcsierra Chapter 233 Gong Yuanzheng is frightened by his passion
Chapter 233 Gong Yuanzheng is frightened by his passion
Gong Shangjiao, who was inexplicably hit by an arrow in the knee, glanced at the smug Gong Yuanzheng, then looked at Zhang Xueming, who seemed particularly gentle and quiet when he didn't take any action, and then shut his mouth.
Business is important. It is not wise to fight two people alone.
The information about the palace marriage selection had been compiled into several large volumes. The three of them worked together and it didn't take long for them to find information about the Zhang family and Zhang Wenjin in Yuanjiang City.
Zhang Xueming quickly glanced through the file and gave it to Gong Yuanzheng to copy. After a moment's hesitation, he asked Gong Shangjiao, "Does my brother still have business dealings with the Zhang family in Yuanjiang City?"
The files recorded that the Zhang family in Yuanjiang City were grain merchants, which overlapped with the business of the Cheng family, which produced the edgeless assassin Cheng Angyun. She had a bad feeling.
Gong Shangjiao shook his head: "Gongmen's only business partner in Yuanjiang City is the Cheng family. At the beginning, their business was small, but they were willing to take Gongmen's orders in a timely manner, which was rare. In recent years, with the business with Gongmen, their family has expanded. Now, their family is the largest grain business in Yuanjiang City."
He thought for a moment and explained, "The palace suffered a great catastrophe over the past ten years, and only one in ten adult men survived. The only way to do this was to close the gates tightly. For some reason, Wu Feng blocked the news from the outside world just like the palace did, and no one outside the valley knew about it.
At that time, the Gushan Sect, an ally supporting Gongmen, was besieged by Wufeng and asked Gongmen for help. Gongmen was unable to take care of itself, so Lao Zhiren refused and did not tell Gushan Sect the reason... Gong Huanyu's mother was the eldest daughter of Gushan Sect and also died in that catastrophe.
After that, the Gushan Sect was wiped out by Wu Feng, and people in the martial arts world criticized Gongmen a lot. Ninety percent of former business partners were unwilling to continue to cooperate with Gongmen. The Zhang family in Yuanjiang City was one of them... and the same was true for the Yang family in Jiangnan where my mother was from."
When Gong Shangjiao first started out in the world, he was looked down upon everywhere. He once hoped to visit several of his relatives, but the results were similar.
At that time, he was young, hot-headed and thin-skinned, and he could not let the things happening in the palace leak out. After being ridiculed, he just walked away, preferring to make a new path for himself rather than come again.
He didn't deliberately ask what happened to those families later.
The three people left Wanxiang Pavilion. Gong Shangjiao said that he wanted to go to Zhiren Hall, so he separated from Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng.
Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng went straight down the mountain, left the palace through the secret passage, and headed straight for the backyard of Pinghu Restaurant.
Zhang Qiu was so excited that he did not sleep all night, and walked around in the yard waiting for dawn. After receiving the message from Zhang Xueming, he felt half relieved, but the other half would be relieved only when he saw Zhang Xueming in person.
Hearing the voices of the palace guards talking at the back door, Zhang Qiu hurried over and ran into Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng entering.
It was not convenient to talk outside, so he quickly led Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng to his room, closed the door, and looked at Zhang Xueming anxiously.
When Zhang Xueming nodded, he knew that the matter was settled. He was so happy that he kept saying "Thank God" several times. He locked his eyes on Gong Yuanzheng and looked at him carefully, with tears welling up in his tiger eyes.
Gong Yuanzheng nervously clenched Zhang Xueming's hand, his body somewhat stiffened. He wanted to hide, but under Zhang Xueming's encouraging gaze, he raised his head and smiled at Zhang Qiu: "Uncle Qiu."
“Hey!” Zhang Qiu responded, turned away and wiped away tears, then smiled, looking at Gong Yuanzheng with eyes full of love and joy: “Looks like him, really looks like him, I knew at first glance that he is Wen Jin’s son! It’s my old eyes that I didn’t recognize him at first glance yesterday... How great! How great!”
After he calmed down, Zhang Xueming took out the Zheng Palace family portrait and handed it to him: "Aunt Wenjin was very much loved by my uncle when she was alive. She lived a very peaceful life in Zheng Palace."
Zhang Qiu looked at the family of three in the painting with gentle eyes and said only one sentence: "Sister Wenjin did not die young. She has her own little family and left behind a bloodline. There are people who offer incense to her. This is already very good."
Zhang Xueming gave him a booklet that recorded Zhang Wenjin's information, which also stated the time and reason of Zhang Wenjin and her husband's death.
Zhang Qiu read it carefully page by page, and when he got to the end, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "So, little Ayuan has been the head of the family since he was seven years old?!"
Zhang Qiu could see that Gong Yuanzheng refused to have physical contact with anyone except Zhang Xueming. He couldn't rush over to pull him away, so he could only suppress his anxiety and ask him, "Kid, are you cold and hungry? Have you been bullied?"
Gong Yuanzheng had never received such sincere and warm care from his elders. He felt uncomfortable all over and did not dare to look Zhang Qiu in the eye. However, he was afraid that silence and telling the truth would hurt the other person's feelings. He only said vaguely: "My brother is protecting me in front, and Zhao Zhao is here in the back. I am doing well."
Zhang Qiu keenly sensed the problem, his eyes widened and his eyebrows almost stood up.
Seeing Zhang Xueming shaking his head slightly, he had no place to vent his anger, and was afraid of scaring Gong Yuanzheng, so he walked around the room holding the booklet.
Gong Yuanzheng cautiously glanced at the murderous middle-aged man, feeling both surprised and sad.
How can I stop him from getting angry? Gong Yuanzheng looked at Zhang Xueming for help. Zhang Xueming smiled and patted the back of his hand, whispering: "Go hug Uncle Qiu? If you hug him, maybe he won't be angry anymore."
Gong Yuanzheng frowned in embarrassment. Although Zhang Qiu had great goodwill towards him, he really couldn't be so close to someone he had only met twice, except for Zhang Xueming.
"Then grab his sleeve and shake it to stop him from getting angry." Zhang Xueming gave him another idea, "Just like I did yesterday."
This is acceptable. Gong Yuanzheng relaxed his frown, mustered up his courage and walked over.
He didn't know that although Zhang Xueming used his internal force to wrap them both up as usual when he was talking to them, he secretly left a gap so that the sound could be transmitted out.
Zhang Qiu stopped, turned around and looked at the young man walking towards him, pretending to be confused even though he knew the truth.
When Gong Yuanzheng really reached out to hold his sleeve and shook it, looking at him with anxious and expectant eyes, he couldn't help but open his arms and hug the young man who was taller than him, and patted his shoulder: "Good boy, you have suffered a lot."
The man's broad embrace seemed to have a heat that could burn people, causing Gong Yuanzheng to freeze in place like a log.
His mind went blank and he couldn't react at all. But Zhang Xueming couldn't bear it anymore and came over to take the man away.
Zhang Qiu calmed down, put the thick sealed letter and folded painting given to him by Zhang Xueming into his arms, stuffed the booklet into his waistband, kept in mind the few things Zhang Xueming told him, said goodbye to her and Gong Yuanzheng, and left in a hurry.
Gong Yuanzheng was in a daze the whole time. He didn't know how he got out of Pinghu Restaurant. He followed Zhang Xueming like a sleepwalker and only came to his senses when he was about to reach the secret passage.
"Qiu, how could Uncle Qiu do that?!" Gong Yuanzheng's face flushed, and his mouth pouted, "Elders, elders can't just hug people casually!"
I vaguely remember that Zhang Qiu hugged him again before leaving, and told him to eat more food, eat more meat, and exercise more. He sighed and said that he was too thin and must have suffered a lot.
He, he nodded stupidly.
Shameful.
"We can't help it. The elders in our Zhang family are like this. They always express their feelings directly. Uncle Qiu has been very restrained." Zhang Xueming hid his evil intentions and said with a smile: "You will get used to it in the future."