Daming Yinghua

Zheng Haizhu dusted off the dirt on his body, took two steps forward, and asked the man in brown in a loud voice: "I don't know when I offended that Eunuch Wei. Are you the servants of his villa outside the palace?"

The man in brown sneered: "Smelly bitch, you offended the people in the house of the father-in-law, and we will come to find you bad luck."

The green-robed man stood in front of Zheng Haizhu again: "Don't be rude to this girl."

Zheng Haizhu glanced at the man's rather handsome side face, but he was not surprised, but murmured.

girl?

Regardless of age, let's say I wear such an obvious bun, how can you assume that I am a woman who has not left the court?
At this time, several monks hurriedly came from the direction of the Zen room.Among them is an old man with a white beard, wearing an ocher monk's robe. The cassock draped obliquely shines with luster and swastika texture in the sunlight.

"I am the abbot of this temple." The old monk's white eyebrows cast sharp eyes, and he stabbed the brown-clothed thug like a knife. "No matter who your master is, you don't want to cause trouble here and disturb the purity of Buddhism. You leave on your own. Or should I have my disciples tie you up to meet the military master at the South Patrol Hall?"

The brown-clothed man saw several young and strong monks gathered behind the old monk one after another, and then made a gesture to glance at the servant of the young man in green robe, then snorted, pointed at Zheng Haizhu and said: "Wait, I will clean up for you later. Get angry."

Zheng Haizhu said lightly: "Sometimes father-in-law, sometimes mother-in-law, I don't even know the source."

After she finished the last sentence, she cast her eyes on the secret whistle of the Wang family behind the little novice who was holding the broom.

The two secret whistles understood the meaning of the word "source", they hid themselves among the scattered pilgrims who were watching the excitement not far away, and then turned back to the main hall, ready to follow the brown-clothed guys who were cursing and retreating.

On the other side, the host asked the green-robed man with concern: "Is Mr. Xu okay?"

Zhu Ganjuan shook his head, and looked at Zheng Haizhu with a slight embarrassment: "It turns out that you have kung fu. I came out of the oblique stab, which actually delayed you."

The old abbot continued: "Female Tanyue has the way of self-defense, which is really powerful, but Mr. Xu's decisive action to save people is also a chivalrous act. Female Tanyue, this Mr. Xu, often comes to the small temple to give alms and play the piano."

Zheng Haizhu said "Oh" and Fuli said: "Thank you, Master, for your chivalry and righteousness, and thank you Master for expelling the frivolous and cowardly disciples."

The abbot in brocade robes folded his palms together and said, "Today is the Buddha's birthday, I'm going to the front hall to perform the ceremony first, and I bid farewell to the two Tanyues."

Seeing a group of monks filing out of the Moon Cave Gate, Zheng Haizhu turned around and took off the baggage Hua Er was carrying and dug out a piece of silver.

"Mr. Xu, I was in a hurry just now. I didn't have time to put away the knife and cut your robe sleeve. This is the money for compensation. Please accept it, my lord."

Zhu Ganjuan was startled.

A few days ago, he got the report from Gu Qingquan, and immediately made some impromptu planning, and set up the trick of the hero saving the beauty in the storybook, thinking in his heart that he would first make friends with the little granddaughter of the Zheng family.

Even though Zhu Qianyu had heard from Miao Ruiyun and Liu Shimin more than once, Zheng Haizhu was by no means a delicate little lady. He still didn't expect that when faced with him today, this woman who clearly had no martial arts skills could actually resist the enemy.

And after the turmoil calmed down, she was so indifferent to a man of first-class appearance like herself, and her seemingly polite words revealed a refusal to be close to strangers.

Then Zhu Ganjue pursed his lips, took the silver, handed it to the servants around him, turned his eyes back, and said to Zheng Haizhu in a soft and pleasant voice: "It's disrespectful, I accept it."

Zheng Haizhu nodded: "My surname is Zheng. I open a warehouse in Beijing. Mr. Xu can just call me Shopkeeper Zheng."

Zhu Qianyu turned around with a mixture of concern and curiosity, and asked: "Oh? Just now, what did the bad guys say about the father-in-law and the mother-in-law, but shopkeeper Zheng offended them because of the palace market or something like that?"

Zheng Haizhu showed a slight smile: "It should be just a mistake. By the way, judging from the accent, the young master is not from the capital either?"

"My family has some thin production in Guangzhou, and there are a few shops."

Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, there are clearly one or two sharp accents in this man's Mandarin.The concept of Jiantuanyin was only proposed by linguists in the Qing Dynasty. Ming people may not be aware of it, but modern people like her, who often listen to Kunqu Opera and Peking Opera, are very sensitive.

Zheng Haizhu didn't hide his interest in participating in the study, "Young Master's speech, why does it have a Jiangnan accent?"

Zhu Ganjuan smiled and said, "Didn't shopkeeper Zheng ask me if I was from the capital? In fact, I am from the capital, but I am not from Beijing, but from Nanjing. My ancestors lived in Nanjing, and later came to Guangdong and Hai due to business. The elders miss their homeland the most, and the accents of the children and grandchildren also have old traces."

The descendants of Jianwen, according to the rules of the overseas royal families, Yingtian is the official capital of their Zhu family. What is Beijing, it is just a nest of usurpers.They are of the same line of writing, and they absolutely refuse to call Yingtian "Nanjing".

Today is for the little granddaughter of the Zheng family, making an exception.

Then, as he wished, he saw that Zheng Haizhu's eyes became a little more vivid.

"It turns out that they are all from the same township in Nanzhili, and they are all under Tao Zhugong's family. It is really a predestined relationship. I would like to ask, what kind of goods does Mr. Xu's house do in Guangdong?"

"Mainly trade with Fan merchants. Use Cantonese silk, Cantonese embroidery, porcelain, and tea to trade pepper and spices with Manga, Siam, or Frankie. After getting the boat from the imperial court, you have to go to Haojing by boat."

Zheng Haizhu smiled, fascinated: "The business of the young master's house is a grand occasion. Although the goods from my house are similar to yours, there are also fabrics and embroidery, but they are just a little tossing by the canal. Living money. Going to sea... I dare not think about it, it is too difficult."

Zhu Ganjuan's heart fluttered when he heard the words.

Uncle and nephew Zheng Lang and Zheng Yi from Ningde and Minhai had reported to him a long time ago that Zheng Haizhu had not only traveled on sea ships, but also exchanged black tea and fragrant medicine with Yan Siqi, and sold firearms with Yu Zigao. Do well.

However, at this moment, the woman concealed her own strength, showing a little bit of humility and flattery.

What does it mean?This should mean that she has a tendency to cling to me, right?
The frustration that Zhu Ganjuan thought a moment ago of being coldly received by her, was like a bastard released in the pond in front of Fahua Temple, whooshed away and disappeared without a trace.

"Shopkeeper Zheng," Zhu Qianyu looked around and suggested in a cautious tone, "Shall I take you back to the shop with the servant at home? In case the bad guy hasn't gone far, something unexpected may happen."

Zheng Haizhu thought about it, pursed her lips and said, "Okay."

Half an hour later, Qin Fang stood in the alley in front of the "Zheng's Haoming" trading company, watched the rather decent carriage go away, and met Zheng Haizhu's thoughtful eyes when he turned around.

"Old Qin, do you remember the faces of Mr. Xu and his young man?"

Qin Fang's expression turned cold: "Ma'am, didn't you say that Mr. Xu came forward to save you?"

Zheng Haizhu smiled: "Know people, know faces, but don't know the heart. Who knows if some corner came out to trick you? Lao Qin, you have to keep picking up the boxes of silk goods, tea and spices when they are brought over. Bottom line, you can't just look at the appearance, right? It's the same way to know people when things happen, the more strange things are, the more strange people are, the more careful you should be."

Qin Fang hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Hua Er accompanied Zheng Haizhu into the backyard, and Zheng Haizhu asked the little girl, "Do you think Mr. Xu is weird?"

Hua Er rolled his eyes and said, "His family is a businessman, and he doesn't look like a nerd. He should have seen all kinds of people dress up. How could he call his wife a girl when he met her with a bun like this?"

"anything else?"

"And...it's nothing."

Zheng Haizhu sat down and looked at Hua Er with a smile: "Also, he looks handsome, he wears high-quality two-color satin, he plays the piano in the Buddhist temple, and he is rich and elegant. After he came out to fight against injustice, he treated me this Jingchai sarong, a little old, and far less beautiful than those ordinary women, who are so talkative, they don’t even play the piano, and they are in a hurry to send us back. Could it be because I heard that I am also a businessman? ? His self-proclaimed business, the goods are similar to ours, and he also boasted bigger than us, why should he come to curry favor with us?"

Hua Er seems to have realized something.

"Hua Er," Zheng Haizhu took a sip of tea and said softly, "Those men who look particularly glamorous are courting girls like us for no reason, we must be careful .”

"Well, Hua Er understands. By the way, ma'am, those gangsters today are talking about Wei Gonggong. Did Madam offend him in the palace?"

Zheng Haizhu narrowed his eyes: "Even if there is a father-in-law surnamed Wei who is the head of that guest mother, he shouldn't be called Wei Chao. This is the real weirdness today."