Astral Apostle

   Chapter 152 Trial and generosity

  In the private room, Zhou Jing and Li Chun ate, drank, and chatted some gossip. Although they were disturbed in the middle, it did not disturb the interest, and the banquet soon became lively again.

   Li Chun's face was drunk, but his eyes were still clear, and he invited him: "Brother, I'm going to the prefecture to do business. Since you don't have a place to go, why don't you stay with me for a while, and there will be someone to take care of you on the way."

   "Alright." Zhou Jing nodded and did not refuse.

  Although he didn’t agree to go up the mountain and fall to the grass, but it’s not a bad thing for him to be with these three people in the green forest who are talking very much for the time being. You have to go around and walk around with these three people to better get in touch with the green forest environment.

Li Chun seemed to have not expected Zhou Jing's promise to be so straightforward, and was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he said, "The owner of the village here wants to hire a brother to be a teacher. Since they have sent someone to invite him, it is better for the brother to come to the door to respond. All the courtesy. ."

   Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows, snorted deliberately, and said dissatisfiedly: "I have no good feelings for such big landlords. Such tyrannical gentry will only make a fortune and oppress the people."

  Lu Yunzhao heard the words, but he was a little dissatisfied, and said: "That's not necessarily true. The Taigong of the Wu family here is kind and generous, but he did not oppress the people."

Zhou Jing glanced at him and asked back: "Then where does this kind and charitable money come from? It's just exploiting farmers, looting the people's fat, and sucking the blood of the poor to fatten his family. No matter how charitable and charitable, it's just generosity for others, not enough to kill. Pity."

   Having received compulsory education in the main world, he was naturally not interested in the old wealth of the landlords in the feudal period.

   The landlord class occupied the land and let the people work for it to harvest the surplus value of the peasants. Unless an external force broke it, the landlord who occupied the land would always be the landlord, and the poor peasants had to work for it from generation to generation.

  Land annexation and class exploitation have been the same throughout the ages.

  The so-called big landlords in the feudal era may be wronged if they kill all of them, but if every other one is killed, there will definitely be a leak.

   "Brother said it well, that's exactly what it is!"

   Li Chun's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help being a little impressed.

   He originally thought that Chen Feng was just a tyrannical man who relied on martial arts, but he didn't expect to have this insight.

   What is even more commendable is that this Chen Feng claimed to be a mountain person who rarely joined the WTO, but he was rebellious and rebellious, and he was born to be a green forest tycoon!

   Such good materials, if you don’t go up the mountains and fall grass, the green forest road will be like a long night!

  Lu Yunzhao shook his head, but he disagreed.

  His Lu family was originally from a big family, but he was framed and fell into the middle of the family, so he took his sister up the mountain and fell to the grass. Although he is a person in the green forest now, the concept he has cultivated since childhood will not be easily changed. At this time, Zhou Jing's words are too extreme.

   At this time, Zhou Jing took a sip of wine, stood up, and said, "But what Brother Li Chun said is also, I will come to the door to reject the second young master Lao Shizi, and come when you go."

   "Brothers will come, we will wait here." Li Chun handed over.

   Zhou Jing said nothing, wiped his mouth, picked up a branch and stick, strode downstairs, and went straight to Wujiazhuangzi in the center of the village.

  The three watched Zhou Jing walk away from the upstairs window, and then they looked back.

   Li Chun smiled happily: "Brother Chen Feng is quite impatient."

   "Indeed." Lu Yunzhao nodded, hesitated, and said, "It's just that I think he seems to be a cynical person. We are going to the prefecture to do business, and we shouldn't make it public. If we go with him, I'm afraid there will be waves."

  Li Chun was surprised for a while, and said in surprise: "Brother Lu, you are usually outspoken and informal, why are you twisted at this time? Could it be that Brother Chen Feng is not pleasing to the eye?"

   "Master, what's the point? You really underestimate me. Brother Chen Feng is very talented and straightforward. I admire it, but..."

  Lu Yunzhao shook his head, and it was hard to explain that this was his intuition as a warrior. He always felt that with Zhou Jing, he would never be safe on the road, and his eyelids jumped.

  Lu Xinniang snorted and said, "Then Chen Feng is so valiant, he just had a fight with you, but this time my brother is a little belly."

   "Yes, yes, but I was wrong."

  Lu Yunzhao smiled helplessly, he loved his sister the most, so he had to punish himself for a cup along with the words and never mention it again.

  …

   On the other side, Zhou Jing walked with branches and sticks, walking briskly and feeling quite happy.

   'Grandpa...Bah, I'm really lucky, I can meet professionals as soon as I walk in, and then there will be someone to accompany me. ’

   Zhou Jing secretly smiled.

   Speaking of which, when I first shuttled around, I also met someone like Baron, and I don’t know if there are any hidden attributes such as luck, I am definitely not low.

  Recalling his performance just now, he gave himself a score of 85. Although there are some flaws, the personality characteristics of the fourth apostle are reflected a lot.

   Zhou Jing glanced at the synchronization rate, which has risen from the initial 10% to 13.6%.

   It only took me less than half a day to come in by myself. This kind of efficiency is already good. After all, the difficulty of playing the fourth apostle is medium, and the improvement speed is not as fast as the first three apostles.

   Zhou Jing came all the way to the gate of the Wujiazhuang Courtyard and told the concierge his intentions, and soon the Wu family steward hurried out to greet him.

   "Hero, come with me, Second Young Master has been waiting for a long time."

  The housekeeper of the Wu family was yelled at by Zhou Jing before, and he was afraid of him and didn't dare to take Qiao, and led the way with a smile on his face.

  Zhou Jing followed him into the manor, walked through the porch and passed the door, watching as he walked.

  The courtyard is quite large, the main road is paved with slabs of slate, and the houses are all blue bricks and black tiles, completely different from the dilapidated thatched cottages in the village.

In addition to the continuous courtyard houses, there are also buildings such as cowsheds, chicken coops, stables, barns, wheat threshing fields, and training grounds. It was a lively and busy scene with the sound of children reading books coming from the yard from nowhere.

   After a while, Zhou Jing followed the steward to the backyard, and when he looked up, he saw a shirtless young man who was sweating profusely dancing with a stick in the open space.

   This young man was naked and covered in lean flesh, which reflected light in the scorching sun. His tendon and flesh were well-raised. He wanted to eat very well in normal times. His muscles were undulating with his movements like running water.

   "Second Young Master, this is Chen Feng, the hero who threw rocks on the ground before." The Wu family steward stepped forward to report.

  Wu Zhen stopped, turned to look at Zhou Jing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and praised: "Good man!"

   After saying that, he immediately greeted him, clasped his fists and said with a smile:

   "This is the second young master of Wujiazhuang, Wu Zhen. I heard that my brother is performing in the village, and he is very strong, so he sent someone to invite him, and just wanted to get acquainted."

   "It's easy to talk."

   Zhou Jing also returned the salute.

  ——The more he uses this etiquette, the more he likes it, and now he wants to clasp his fists when he sees it.

   Wu Zhen looked at it for a while and asked, "I don't know where Brother Chen is from and where are you going?"

   "People from the mountains and the wild live in no fixed place, they just pass by here by chance."

   Zhou Jing is still a set of old rhetoric. In this era of the household registration system and the level of monitoring is backward, it is not difficult to be a black household.

   He paused and asked, "You invited me to come here because you want to hire me as a tutor in the government?"

   Wu Zhen rolled his eyes, smiled, and said:

"Let's not be busy with this, since I was a child, I liked sword dancing and sticks, and I often invited passing heroes to learn from each other. My brother is so strong, he must be very good at martial arts. I have a dish to offer, and I hope Brother Chen doesn’t blame me for acting abruptly.”

  Wu Zhen didn't see Zhou Jing's performance with his own eyes. It was only when an idle man came to the village and specially reported the matter before he knew that Zhou Jing was actually skeptical about the so-called "stone-throwing" feat.

   With a curious idea, he called the steward to find someone, and deliberately used the position of teaching to lure a businessman to the door.

Wu Zhen's plan was also very simple. When the performer came to the front, he would be invited to play a good one. If he had real skills, he would naturally reveal himself. Ask, learn some skills.

If this businessman is a fishy businessman who sells Dali Pills and makes the stick no match for him, then the matter of teaching will naturally be put aside, presumably the other party has no face to deal with it, and incidentally, he can also teach this person who has no real ability and dares to play a temper. Goods, get out.

   So in his opinion, it is not a loss.

   Upon seeing this, Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, changed his mind, and roughly understood the other party's plan. After thinking about it, he did not refuse, and nodded in response:

   "Then let's do it, and I'll also learn Xiongtai's skills."

   "Sure enough." Wu Zhen casually said something polite, went to the gun rack to get another stick, raised his hand and threw it to Zhou Jing.

   Zhou Jing did not pick it up, he let it fall in front of him, he just lifted the stick in his hand and said:

   "You don't need your stick, this one in my hand is enough."

   In his hand, he just casually folded a branch from the tree, with several bends, the bark was not peeled off, and it was more like a walking stick.

   On the other hand, the Wu family used a good whistle stick, which was straight and stout, with a reddish brown body.

   Seeing this, Wu Zhen only felt that this person underestimated him, he was angry, and thought to himself:

  ‘I took four or five lessons in my early years, and all my skills were mediocre, and I learned a flashy flower stick. Later, I had to meet a famous teacher and received some advice, and then I really practiced martial arts. I can't get close to 20 or 30 people, and I am a passing man, and I never dared to underestimate me... This person is so arrogant, really Hateful, wait until I pick you up and see what you say. ’

   He didn't try to persuade him too much. He walked not far from Zhou Jing's side, swung his long stick horizontally, the point of the stick touched the ground, and took a stance.

   Zhou Jing didn't even stance, leaning on sticks and sticks, just curiously watching Wu Zhen's movements.

   Seeing that Zhou Jing didn't move, Wu Zhen rushed forward, flicked the tip of the stick, and made a false move, trying to induce Zhou Jing to take action.

   Unexpectedly, this wink was completely thrown at the blind man, Zhou Jing let the other side's tip sway in front of his face, and there was no sign of parrying.

  'How dare you underestimate me so much! ' Wu Zhen was secretly annoyed, he simply used all his strength and slashed down with a backhand, making a whistling sound.

  However, in the middle of the stick, suddenly a strong force came, Wu Zhen was directly pulled to a stagger, his palms hurt, and the stick was pulled from his palm.

   Wu Zhen stared blankly, and saw that Zhou Jing grabbed and tugged the stick from his hand.

"how?"

   Zhou Jing threw the stick back to the other party.

   Wu Zhen took the stick, his face turned pale, and said sullenly: "You are extremely powerful, let's make another stick!"

   He was unconvinced and resentful. In his expectation, the two sides should fight between you and me, each making a move to see who beats the other.

   But someone took his own stick just by strength. Although he was surprised by his extraordinary strength, he didn't know the depth of martial arts at all.

   After saying that, Wu Zhen didn't wait for Zhou Jing's response, he immediately took three steps back, and once again set up his posture, waiting for him.

   Zhou Jing saw this, clicked his tongue, and said:

   "Then you eat me too!"

   He strode forward, raised his sticks with both hands, and chopped down, very fast.

  Wu Zhen was completely absorbed and did not dare to fight recklessly. He raised his stick diagonally to try to parry the blow. At the same time, he made a mistake with his legs and was ready to dodge to the side.

   But at this moment, Zhou Jing suddenly let go of his right hand, and the big hand went straight into the palace. At a dazzling speed, he grabbed Wu Zhen's waistband and lifted it to the side.

  Plop!

   Wu Zhen suddenly lost his balance and fell directly into the mud.

   "What about now?"

  Zhou Jing stood with his arms crossed, looking at Wu Zhen, who was climbing up in dismay, and asked casually.

  Before the fight, he detected Wu Zhen's attributes, and with his own physical strength, he could use his strength without any moves. With high physical ability and high perception, you can easily see the flaws in this person's moves, and there is no pressure to fight, just like an adult beating a child.

   Wu Zhen's face flushed, and he immediately dropped his whistle and bowed his hands:

"I have eyes and do not know Mount Tai, my brother has good skills, I think he must be from the rivers and lakes, the kid is convinced! I would like to hire you as a teacher with a lot of money, and I hope that your Excellency will stay in the mansion and teach me martial arts, and I will treat me as a disciple Of!"

   Twice he was easily resolved by someone. He was sure that this person had real skills, so he immediately put aside his temper and used plan one.

   Zhou Jing waved his hand: "I didn't come for the teaching position, I have to continue on my way, this time I just declined the invitation."

   Wu Zhen snorted, paused, and then said:

   "Don't be in a hurry when you're on your way. Please also stay at the hotel. I'll hold a banquet and entertain you. Everyone will have a good time with wine, and they will be served with a small gift afterward."

   "That's not necessary. I'm with my friends. I'm going to leave soon, so I'm leaving."

   Zhou Jing refused and gave up slightly.

  Wu Zhen wanted to persuade again, but seeing Zhou Jing turned around and strode away, he had to sigh and regretfully said:

   "Unfortunately, I can't make friends with such a hero."

  It's just that he said this on the surface, but he wasn't really happy in his heart... He was hired with a lot of money, and he wanted a banquet, and he planned to send money.

   But there is no way, this big man is capable, although Wu Zhen is unhappy, but he can't say anything, so he has to swallow the sullen breath.

  …

  The steward was respectful and sent Zhou Jing out of the Wujiazhuang Courtyard.

   As soon as Zhou Jing walked out of the gate, a group of people came towards him. The first one was an old man in neat and luxurious clothes, and there were six or seven merchants beside him.

   As soon as he saw this person, the Wu family steward hurriedly left Zhou Jing, greeted the old man, and said respectfully, "Old lady, have you returned to the manor?"

   The old man who came back this time was the owner of the Wu family village, Wu Changgui.

   "Alas, today I had a menstrual period in my outer room for the first time, and I was crying. It was really disappointing."

   Wu Changgui shook his head, his face quite annoyed.

   He saw Zhou Jing beside him, but he was an unfamiliar man. He immediately changed his smile and cupped his hands.

   The steward hurriedly leaned into his ear and briefly said the matter again.

  Wu Changgui heard the words, stroked his beard and shook his head, sighing: "My child is really abrupt... Ah Sheng, go and draw twenty taels of silver and give it to this hero."

   The steward hurriedly said yes, went back and took four ingots of silver, wrapped it in a cloth, offered it with both hands, and handed it to Zhou Jing.

   Twenty taels of silver is not a small amount of money. The average farmer does not know how many years to save, so this gift is not thin.

   Zhou Jing didn't answer, squinted his eyes and said:

   "I've never met, what do you mean by giving me money?"

   "Just to express my feelings and make amends for my son." Wu Changgui's face was sincere.

   "No need."

   Zhou Jing glanced at him and turned away.

   When Zhou Jing was far away, the steward dared to complain: "Hey, this person is so ignorant!"

   Wu Changgui couldn't hold his face a little, so he closed his smile, thought about it, and ordered:

   "These people have always liked to cause trouble, and let the Zhuang Ke quietly stare at him, so as not to cause trouble in the Zhuang. If he obediently leaves the village, he doesn't need to worry about it."

   "Yes." The steward responded.

  …

   Zhou Jing stayed away from the Wu Family Village and thought about it, but did not immediately go to the restaurant in the village to join the three of Li Chun.

   He turned his head out of the village, came to the dirt road beside the field ridge, and watched the dark farmers plowing under the scorching sun.

  These farmers were yellow-faced and thin, facing the scorching sun, with hunched backs, sweating profusely like Wu Zhen, and the sweat reflected in the scorching sun, but they did not dare to stop for a while.

   Soon, a farmer in the field noticed Zhou Jing. While working on the farm, he kept looking over and over again. He didn't know what this strong man was doing to them, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

  Finally, a rickety old peasant who was close to him couldn't help but be curious, barely straightened his waist, and shouted to Zhou Jing:

   "Wu that big man, what do you think we do?"

   Hearing this, Zhou Jing jumped off the field ridge, ignoring that the muddy water in the field did not reach his calf, and walked to the farmer's side. With a smile, he opened his mouth and asked what he had asked others not long ago:

   "Old man, has this Wu family village ever done anything evil?"

   The old farmer's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, where can there be evil?!"

   (end of this chapter)