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Chapter 770 Old Man

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The salt workers are busy working and rarely care about things outside. They are spreading everywhere. King Bei'an came to Yangzhou, but Guo Bo and others don't know. Even if they know, they don't think it has something to do with them.

Cheng Mo was talking to the old man in a small hotel. Heizi took the guards to guard the door. A Fei left quietly and came back two quarters of an hour later. He stood at the door and shook his head at Cheng Mo who was looking over.

Cheng Mo answered the old man's words: "The old man can't say that, there are good officials. Isn't Zhou Jingshi a good official?"

"That's right, although the time Zhou Jingshi came to Yangzhou was short, he was concerned about us poor people. What a pity that he returned to the capital." The old man sighed and could see that he missed Zhou Jin very much and had some resentment. I guess Zhou Jin promised them to punish Chen San and others, giving them hope, but Zhou Jin soon disappeared and their hope was dashed.

Cheng Mo said: "Civil Zhou is in Yangzhou, who have he offended?"

The old man opened a small hotel, but there were not many customers, so he could barely have enough food and clothing, but the news was much more informed than the salt workers. He said, "Civil Zhou is a good person. Seeing that I am old and my life is difficult, I often sit in my tavern, called Liangjiao wine and two dishes, and chatted with me, and paid more wine every time. He came on the first day of the Lunar New Year. We drank together that day. He was a little drunk and said that he found some illegal activities of the Zhouzhou master.

I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I advised him not to do anything randomly. If the Zhouzhou Mu knew about it, it would be broken. He was still not afraid. As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't come the next day. He hadn't seen him for many days. Someone said a few days ago that he had returned to Beijing. Alas, the Chazhou Mu was just a word to comfort me."

The old man said, shaking his head constantly.

He disappeared on the second day of the Lunar New Year. Cheng Mo nodded to A Fei. A Fei understood and turned around and walked out.

At the intersection, Zhou Zheng became more guilty and the more bad the premonition became stronger. This house is low and it is a slum area. The King of Bei'an didn't go to other places, but came here. Is there a tendency to be abused? Or, who came here? He whispered to Bantou, and Bantou immediately walked around the small hotel and came back and reported: "Sir, as soon as he entered the yard, the east wing room was demolished and the door was sold, and there was also a bedroom and living room. No one lived there, and there was a door in the alley."

"Idiot, hurry up and arrange someone to guard the door." Zhou Zheng stomped his feet in a hurry and guarded the door. Only those lowly salt workers could not come in and argue with King Bei'an.

The head of the team agreed and quickly sent two servants to guard the gate of the courtyard. In fact, the old man was in a small hotel most of the time, and the real gate did not go in and out, and it was rarely opened normally. At this time, there was no difference between guarding or not. However, Zhou Zheng was uneasy.

This place is too close to the salt workers' residence. If King Bei'an meets him, someone will say it will be a bad thing. Zhou Zheng asked Chen San to lock up the salt workers and wait for King Bei'an to return to the Jade House and release it. Chen San sent the servant to the supervisor and told him that Zhou Zheng was angry, kicked him and said, "Go yourself."

How could that work? He still needs to find an opportunity to curry favor with King Bei'an, and he will never have the opportunity to leave.

"Sir, those people are very obedient. Just send someone to pass the message. The manager will do it properly." He tried to convince Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zhengheng glanced at him and said, "Don't you go? I don't want this year's salt incense?"

With salt attractions, he can make money every day. He has two pillar industries, one is the salt field and the other is the jade residence, both indispensable.

"Okay, okay, I'll go now." He ordered his confidant and went in a hurry.

In the small hotel, Cheng Mo asked the old man: "How is the voice of the governor of Zhouzhou?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "My little boy, I have lived a few years without a few years, but I am better off living than to die. I want to live a few more years and sweep my poor grandson's grave."

Cheng Mo raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine glass, and said, "Old man, drink."

"Okay, drink." The old man raised his glass, looked up at the wine in the glass, and sighed.

The sun gradually turned west, and the King of Bei'an had been in the tavern for half an hour. If he didn't find a way, the damn shopkeeper said something he shouldn't say, that would be bad. Zhou Zheng was so anxious that he gritted his teeth and rubbed against the door of the hotel. He bowed to the ground and said, "Why did the prince come to this place? I think it's because the officials are not in the entertainment industry, so the officials are here to apologize."

While he was talking, he glanced at the shop. An old man and the King of Bei'an were sitting opposite each other and drank. The two raised their glasses together and had a great time talking. However, when he came, he didn't hear what the two said. Humph, you old man deserved to drink with the King of Bei'an? Zhou Zheng was jealous of the fire, worried and jealous, his heart was mixed, and his eyes were full of fire.

The old man was frightened, his hands shook and his wine glass fell to the ground. He said in a silence: "Are you the prince?" He choked by saliva and kept coughing.

He saw that Cheng Mo Bufan was a rich family, but he didn't expect that he was a prince. A high-end creature like the prince was too far away from him. Not to mention what he saw with his own eyes, he had never heard of it.

Cheng Mo stood up, patted his back lightly, and said, "Don't be afraid, old man, I'm ranked fifth in the clan, so call me Goro."

Outside the door, Zhou Zheng's face suddenly changed. What does it mean to be the dignified King of Bei'an, letting a lowly poor man call him Wulang? Wulang is the name of the elders in the clan to the younger generation, which shows closeness and love. Who dares to call King of Bei'an like this now? I am afraid that even the head of the Cheng family dares not.

The old man patted him lightly, took a breath, opened his turbid old eyes and said, "Goro?"

He could not recognize Zhou Zheng, but he recognized his official robe. This was a high-ranking official. However, the high-ranking official saluted to the young man in front of him and called him the prince.

Cheng Mo said: "Yes, my name is Cheng Mo, and I am ranked fifth in the clan. Just call me Wulang."

Cheng Mo! These two words made Zhou Zheng's eardrum buzz. He saw the jade pendant in Heizi's hand and guessed the identity of the young man in front of him. After holding the courtesy, Cheng Mo did not admit that he was the King of Bei'an. Now he treats this old man like an elder, what are you doing?

"Goro?!" the old man murmured.

Cheng Mo said in a gentle voice: "I am here."

The old man looked at him and laughed, with tears in his eyes. The child knew that he was heartbroken and died tragically. Is this comforting him?

Zhou Zheng was still bowing, and seeing Cheng Mo ignore him, he called out again: "Prince!"

Cheng Mo said: "Mr. Zhou is exempt from gifts. When I walk here, I am tired, so I just find a place to rest. Is there anything you have to do?"

You can find a better place to rest, as this will scare people. Zhou Zheng complained in his heart, saying, "It's not too late, so please go back."

Cheng Mo stood up and said, "Let's go."

He walked to the door and ordered Zhou Zheng: "This old man has no children and no children, and has no living conditions. You can arrange it and let him enjoy his old age. I will investigate."

"..." Zhou Zheng was speechless. You are too treacherous. No wonder you are young and can be named king.
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