Prosperous Tang Soul

Chapter 133 The Premonitioned Crisis (Please recommend and collect)
Back at Zhangjiazhuang, it was already sunset. With the departure of the imperial hospital brigade, this small village has returned to tranquility at this moment. Except for the murderous team of guards wandering around with weapons from time to time, the whole manor is beautiful. And peaceful.

Zhang Yi was very tired, very tired, he took a few mouthfuls of food indiscriminately, and then returned to his room under the distressed eyes of the old lady and Zhang Xiang.

"Young master, do you have something to do?" Yun Ren hesitated for a moment, then asked Zhang Yi with a basin of washing water.

Zhang Yi looked at Yunren, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I'm a little sleepy today, just sleep for a while and I'll be fine!" "

Thinking of the conversation with Li Er in the palace, Zhang Yi felt a little dizzy, his mind seemed to be stuffed into a mess, and he couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Zhang Cang's bizarre death, "Taiping Yaoshu", the Yellow Turban Warriors, and the almost extermination of the Zhang family. Everything seems to have been transformed into unrelated fragments that are constantly replayed, but I want to find one by one from these things. The clues that can link them are really, really hard.

However, Zhang Yi believed that Li Er would not lie about this matter, nor would he bother to lie, so these things should all have happened in the real world.

Just as he was thinking about it, his face was immediately covered by a touch of warm moisture.

"Young master, you still said you didn't think about anything. People have called you several times, but you ignored him!" Yun Ren complained softly while wiping Zhang Yi's face carefully.

After this period of contact, from the initial fear of the honorable family, then full of habits, to various understandings of Zhang Yi, now even the last trace of her fear of the young master in front of her has disappeared.

To be honest, she is very grateful to Zhang Yi, but she has been with her for a long time and has the support of the old lady, which undoubtedly made her feel strange, especially when Zhang Yi wakes up and looks at her. A small flame is burning.

It is said that men are the gods of women, this sentence is not false at all, the current Yunren already regards Zhang Yi as everything to him, so he watches Zhang Yi's every move very carefully.

"Really?" Zhang Yi looked at Yun Ren, until Yun Ren's cheeks were flushed and turned his face shyly, then he said with a smirk: "Of course I am thinking about something, young master, why don't you guess that young master is thinking now?" What about it? If you guess it right, I will reward you, master?"

She was already blushing in shame, but she couldn't take it anymore when Zhang Yi said Yun Ren, and Zhang Yi ran out of the door with a single glance.

Close your eyes, and prepare to be a soft egg, shrinking yourself into a solid shell like a tortoise, letting the wind blow and the rain hit me, although it may be a bit useless, but this method can definitely make people live long enough.

Zhang Yi thinks this kind of idea is very good.

Neither Li Er nor Li Jiancheng, who had died long ago, or those so-called strange men and strangers, are not something that a small man with small arms and legs like me can provoke. It has nothing to do with me.

Besides, there is nothing wrong with being a rich man. At home, I am awed by almost everyone, and I am like a master in Zhuangzi. Instead of risking my life and mixing with some things that are not good for me at all Things, then becoming a dandy is definitely the best choice.

Just thinking that Zhang Yi has encountered difficulties again. As the saying goes, when a person sits in the mountains, good fortune and misfortune will disturb the door. Just like what Li Er said, he was exiled to Lingnan to let him live in peace. Zhang Yi believed in this statement. , but Zhang Yi is even more convinced of another theory, that is to investigate and deal with the people who have been spying on him secretly.

Chang'an is mixed with dragons and snakes, and Lingnan is relatively simple, especially in a small place like Haifeng, where it is difficult to even meet a Tang person. Those Tang people exist, so no matter how hidden this force is, it will definitely show its feet.

And after that?

Afterwards, there were only two results, either he was slaughtered and made a fool, or his hidden power was pulled out and he returned to Chang'an. It has to be said that this was a very good calculation, Zhang Yi couldn't help but smiled wryly.

If the dried fish and sea salt I made hadn't been too noisy, to the point of affecting the entire Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid it would be extremely difficult to come back.

Sure enough, one's own life still needs to be in one's own hands!

After Zhang Yi thought about it carefully, he felt that his surroundings were full of dangers, so he hurriedly walked outside without thinking about sleeping.

The third uncle's brows have never been raised recently, especially when there are disaster victims in Chang'an, he looks even more worried.For him, the horror of the disaster victims has even surpassed all natural disasters. After all, even if there are locusts doing evil, he can still minimize the harm through experience, but he can't do it for the disaster victims.

Every evening, with the support of his two juniors, he would go to Zhuangkou for inspection before going home to rest with peace of mind.

He felt that the more peaceful the situation, the easier it would be for something to go wrong. Even if the fifth child was in charge, the third uncle still did not dare to relax his vigilance.

As usual, after inspecting Zhuangkou, the third uncle let the two young men go home respectively. The distance of a hundred steps was not a big problem for him. Taking advantage of the last light of the sun, the third uncle staggered and returned to the door of the house.

However, today there is no catchy reading sound from his little great-grandson, which undoubtedly makes him feel a little uncomfortable. After finally having the opportunity to read and write, why doesn't this kid take advantage of it?
I made up my mind that I must teach that little guy a good lesson later, and his father must also be taught a lesson, how spoiled the child is!

Pushing open the door, a mutton oil lamp was already lit inside, until seeing the little great-grandson holding a brush and writing stroke by stroke, the third uncle immediately showed a satisfied smile on his face.Looking to the side again, I saw that Zhang Yi had stood up and bowed to him.

"Third Uncle, please forgive me for disturbing you!" Zhang Yi said.

The third uncle was taken aback, and was about to ask the lord why he came here, when he saw Zhang Yi winking at him, and immediately swallowed what he was about to say.

"Third Uncle, didn't you say that you wanted to discuss with me about the drinking water in the village?" After seeing the ceremony, Zhang Yi supported the Third Uncle, and said urgently: "Or, let's just walk around and see How about taking a well there?"

"Okay, this matter has to be done immediately, it won't work if it's too late!" The third uncle hurriedly nodded along, and then the two walked slowly towards Zhuangkou.

(End of this chapter)