The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 435
"Four uncles."

"My mother said that it's time for us to be enlightened, and she is going to give us newspaper classes."

"But I don't like studying literature. I want to enroll in the martial arts class. When I grow up, I will be like my second uncle, ride a big horse, hold a big sword, and become a general admired by everyone. Can you persuade my mother?"

Zhang Heng walked ahead.

The two little guys are left and right.

While walking, Zhu Chao looked at him eagerly, because he knew very well that the fourth uncle had great abilities, and as long as the fourth uncle spoke, his mother would not object.

"Learn martial arts!"

Zhang Heng glanced back.

Compared with studying literature, I shake my head with the back of the book every day and memorize it by rote.

Obviously riding a hip knife, hum ha ha, is more popular with children, not for anything else, just for fun.

Just learning literature or learning martial arts.

You can't do it according to the child's preference, he is still young and ignorant.

But grown-ups have to understand.

"Writing talks about understanding."

"Wu's roots are heavy."

Zhang Heng thought for a while: "The two of you, like the second uncle, have no talent for martial arts. When it comes to development, the only way to go is to study literature, be a scholar, take the exam, get a Jinshi, enter the Imperial Academy, and become a great Confucian."

Done.

Zhang Heng asked Zhu Chao again: "Do you want to study literature, get a title on the gold list, and become a high-ranking official in the future, or do you want to be a third-rate warrior, lead horses and carts, and be a traveler when you grow up?"

"Traveler?"

Zhu Chao was stunned.

Children from other people's families may not know what a tripper is.

But he knew.

His family owned restaurants, and now, more than half of the dozen or so restaurants in the town belong to his family.

He has seen those trippers.

In tattered clothes, with a knife in his arms, his employer invites people from the bodyguard bureau to eat, and he can't even serve the table with his hands.

When I think of myself, I will become a traveler with a dusty face and a poor body.

Zhu Chao retreated a little bit.

"Miao Zhu Ye"

side said.

On the one hand, go to Beihou Mansion.

Go to the door.

Outside stood eight burly and powerful bull demon guards with horns on their heads.

Seeing Zhang Heng coming back, the leader of the bull demon captain smiled, nodded and walked forward: "Miao Zhu, I have something to discuss with you, do you think I can ask for leave to go home?"

"go home?"

Zhang Heng was a little surprised.

"There are two younger brothers at home." Captain Niu Yao said with a simple and honest face, "I'm thinking about going back and bringing them too, so that we can serve Master Zhu of the temple together."

Hear this statement.

There was a smile on Zhang Heng's face, and he said happily, "You are a bull, you have a sweet mouth."

These bull demons guarding the Hou's mansion are all from the wild bull tribe in the Hushan area.

On weekdays, he works in the Hou Mansion.

Control food and housing, receive a monthly payment.

At the end of the month, there will be a big demon to guide them in their practice, and all kinds of treatment are good.

"Seeing how sensible you are, I'll give you three days off."

Zhang Heng thought for a while, and then added: "Also tell the accountant, just say that I told you to ask the accountant to give you five bolts of cotton cloth, 200 taels of silver, take the cloth back, and make two clothes for the nephews in the clan." , Silver taels, exchange some wine and meat in a nearby village, and let the people in the clan see, follow me and not be wronged."

Bull tribe.

It is a large ethnic group in the Hushan area, with more than 3000 bull demons.

However, although there are many people, they are honest and responsible, and their lives are relatively poor.

On weekdays.

Every time the farming is busy, these cow demons will go down the mountain to help the common people plow the land, earn some silver taels, and subsidize their families.

Some people who are good at drinking and have no money on hand will write down their accounts, and then go to the goods station to fight big bags for others and do coolies. They have never shorted their accounts, and they are not vicious people.

Zhang Heng felt the simplicity of these bull monsters.

So I chose more than a hundred people to be the guards, who stood guard every day and kept watch at night. The bulls with horns stood at the door, and they looked more plausible.

"Four Uncles"

Come in through the door.

Zhu Mu looked puzzled: "These cow monsters guarding the gate are all about two feet tall, and they look powerful, but why are they so afraid of you?"

From the point of view of the little guy, standing in front of these bull monsters, Zhang Heng couldn't even reach his chest.

A pair of arms are even thicker than the waist of ordinary people, and the contrast is too great.

"The dog at home bites everyone, why doesn't it bite you?"

"You keep it."

Although Zhang Heng has never shown his cultivation in front of these bull monsters.

Be it human or demon.

They are all hierarchical.

Once the upper and lower relations are distinguished, it is command and obedience.

otherwise.

How can Guo Dao, who is 1.4 meters tall, violate a 1.8 meters strong man.

Just his little Douding, he could be thrown to death if caught.

But people have this ability, all of them are big men, don't want anyone under 1.8 meters, and they like to be strong.

"Miao Zhu Ye."

Walk all the way.

The gardeners, maidservants, and maids in the Hou's mansion saluted Zhang Heng one after another.

Some of them have demons.

But because Zhang Heng is human, maidservants and the like mostly use humans. Of course, so do cooks. A toad came and said he wanted to apply for a job as a chef.

Before entering the door, he was beaten out by a group of cow demons, because it was so ugly, three of them vomited on the spot at a glance, and five of them didn't want to eat for three days.

"Where's Mengmeng?"

Zhang Heng came to the bedroom, but did not see Hu Mengmeng.

"If you go back to the temple to wish the Lord, the little tiger went to the back garden to catch butterflies."

A maid answered from the side.

Zhang Heng looked helpless.

Ten years is a long time for human beings.

But it is very short-lived for the beast.

A little tiger needs to be about a thousand years old to become an adult. To her, ten years is only equivalent to three months of human life.

So what was Humengmeng ten years ago?

It's still the same.

It's grown a little bit, but it's not obvious. Converted to human age, it still looks like eight or nine years old.

"Auntie, little auntie."

in the garden.

Birds and flowers.

The little tiger is jumping happily, chasing the butterfly.

on both sides.

Tang Jian, who was serving as a teacher in the Hou's Mansion, stood under the tree unrequitedly.

The six maidservants looked at me and I looked at you, covering their faces with small round fans, and secretly smiling. They couldn't tell whether they were here to look after the little tiger or to watch the animal show.

"Ah, little nephew!"

Hear the call.

The little tiger turned around and couldn't help but stare.

next second.

Accompanied by a puff of white smoke.

The little tiger turned into the form of a little girl, coughed twice pretending to be old-fashioned, and rolled his eyes at Zhang Hengzhi: "Zhang Heng, why didn't you let someone notify me, so that I made a fool of myself in front of my little nephew."

Although in comparison.

The little girl that Humengmeng turned into was similar to Zhu Chao and Zhu Mu.

But after all, she has been with Zhang Heng for a long time, and she assumed the status of an elder, keeping a straight face in front of the two children, pretending to be majestic.

"little aunt"

Two primary schools.

Zhu Mu and Hu Mengmeng have the best relationship.

Because Zhu Mu is a girl, and Hu Mengmeng always has a lot of beautiful new clothes, and he likes to dress up Zhu Mu on a whim.

of course.

Humengmeng said that her aunt dotes on her niece.

In Zhang Heng's view, it is more like the joy of playing with dolls.

An eyebrow pencil, several boxes of gouache, and a dozen pieces of clothing.

Hu Mengmeng can take Zhu Mu to play for a day, you draw for me, and I draw for you, some things are indeed born, such as dressing up.

"My aunt is here."

Same as Humengmeng.

Pinch Zhu Mu's ears.

Then he got a little excited again, and whispered: "I asked someone to build a beach castle, which is three stories high, and it's all made of sand. Shall I take you to play?"

"it is good."

The two boys nodded one after another, and soon followed Humengmeng away.

Watching Sanxiao's back.

Zhang Heng also has mixed feelings: "Mengmeng regards me as her elder brother, but let me tell you that she has been in March for ten years and never grows up. In another ten years, I will be her father."

aside.

Tang Jian was a little envious of such a relationship, and whispered: "Whether it's brother or father, it's her luck that Mengmeng met you. Otherwise, she would have been sold out long ago for holding the title of Marquis of the North."

Zhang Heng nodded.

In fact, when he went up the mountain that day, he was going to capture the old tiger, and let him be like Tang Jian now, to be his cow and horse.

Unfortunately.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

The old tiger went to Beihai, and only Humengmeng was at home.

When he saw the little tiger, Zhang Heng liked it very much. After all, no strong man could refuse, a little white tiger with soft fur and the size of a pillow.

Just saying that.

If it really wasn't for him, with his cute personality, he would guard the Beihou Mansion by himself, and he wouldn't be bullied to death.

Don't look at the Hou Mansion is now thriving.

Secretly, Tang Jian did not know how many times he shot and cut off how many peeps.

Those people don't just come and see.

They want to eat people, no, they want to eat tigers.

"Miao Zhu Ye."

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't speak.

Tang Jian whispered at the side: "Old Madam Shushan reported back that the Hushan Army has completed its preliminary training and has six thousand demon soldiers under its command. At the beginning of strength."

Zhang Heng nodded slightly.

People without thought, he must worry about.

The world is not peaceful right now, and careerists are springing up like mushrooms after rain.

The Hushan region is also a cornucopia, with a rich output of medicinal materials and ores, and it is always a shame to have no army capable of conquering and fighting.

That's why Zhang Heng asked the old lady Shushan to form the Hushan Army.

The purpose is not to be too passive when the world changes.

"Miao Zhu Lord, I don't know if I should say something or not."

A reminder.

Tang Jian wondered again: "Do you give too much power to Mrs. Shu? Right now, she is the commander of the Hushan Army, and her eight daughters-in-law are all captains. Although there are Xiongshan brothers as the left and right pioneers, but They are also helpless, this army of monsters raised by the Marquis Mansion."

talking.

Tang Jian suppressed his voice: "You can't be named Mouse."

Zhang Heng raised his head expressionlessly.

Looking at Tang Jian who hesitated to speak, he said softly, "Shall I send you to be the supervisor?"

"That's the best."

Tang Jian responded subconsciously.

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng frowned.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Tang Jian realized that the smell was coming, and quickly shied away: "I just mentioned it, and it is necessary to guard against others."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

Everyone has their own demands, and everyone has their own calculations.

Ten years have passed.

Zhang Heng's strength has recovered a lot, and it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree. Relying on the elixir he has refined, many monsters who have come to seek refuge have entered the country.

For example, Tang Jian.

He is now a great demon in the fairyland.

The old lady Shushan and the two brothers Xiongshan also made great progress and achieved the position of Yaoxian.

people.

Monster.

The truth is the same.

Busy all day long just to be hungry, to have food and clothes.

Putting Ling Luo's body on, she raised her head and thought the house was low.

After Tang Jian entered the fairyland, he became more thoughtful.

Zhang Heng actually understood him.

He wanted to seek revenge from the King of Punishment, and it was best to annihilate the prisoner army in the hands of the King of Punishment.

It's just not there yet.

And Zhang Heng hoped that he would understand.

In the Hushan area, there is only one person who is in charge, and that is his Temple Zhuye.

Whether you are a human being or a demon,
The most important thing is duty.

Boo! !

Zhang Heng was about to hit Tang Jian with a few words.

There was an eagle cry in the sky.

Look up.

This flying eagle is silver gray all over, with an anklet on its foot.

Met Zhang Heng.

After hovering twice in mid-air, he swooped down and landed on a treetop not far away.

"Xinying?"

Zhang Heng looked at the anklets on Feiying's feet, somewhat surprised.

Because he doesn't go out the door, and he doesn't step through the second door.

I can't think of anyone who will write to him.

"Miao Zhu Ye."

Tang Jian stepped forward to grab Xinying, took off the ankle ring, and handed it to Zhang Heng respectfully.

Zhang Heng opened it and took a look.

into the eye.

The letter began with a poem.

"You said goodbye that day, and today it's raining again."

"I don't know the years of cold and heat, and I have returned to the east after ten years."

Look again.

At the bottom of the poem is a sentence: "My brother Zhang Heng kisses me."

(End of this chapter)