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After being encouraged by Zhang Shitou intentionally or unintentionally, our eldest master Zhang became interested immediately - there was no way. Although Zhang Shitou was loyal and caring for Zhang was considerate, he was a big man after all. It would be better to buy one or two beautiful maids to come back and do it. So, our eldest master and servant Zhang found out with conscience and followed the scholar who had already walked away and secretly escorted him back to Ankang Hutong near Deshengmen.

Fortunately, the mate who started to trouble the scholar was probably chased away by the yamen runners. The scholar did not encounter any trouble on his way back to Deshengmen, and Zhang Shitou did not completely lie. There were indeed many young men and girls with grass marks on their heads waiting for sale outside Deshengmen. Our Master Zhang originally wanted to follow him here and just stop to see if there was any daughter he liked for sale. Unexpectedly, Zhang Shitou was still conscientious and insisted on doing good things to the end. After all, he persuaded him to pull Master Zhang on the road and quietly escorted the scholar to Ankang Hutong, located northwest of Deshengmen.

Ankang Hutong of this era is still the residence of the poor. Those who come and go are all covered with sour, smelly and sweaty coolie vendors, as well as ragged old men and children running around with bare butts. The air is full of fishy smell, and the bumpy ground is full of garbage and human excrement, and there is almost no place to put them on. Of course, this is only for the master and servant of Master Zhang, who is wearing a thousand-layer cotton shoes of two taels of silver. Seeing this, our Master Zhang covered his nose and shouted angrily: "Don't follow, I will not follow anything, I will not stay in such a ghost place for a minute!"

"Young master, follow me and have a look. Maybe there will be surprises waiting for us." Zhang Shitou advised kindly again. Master Zhang snorted coldly and ignored him and turned around and left, but at this moment, a scream and scolding suddenly came from the alley, "Get out! If you don't have money, get out! I rely on rent for my meals, not the one who runs a sauna (a welfare institution in the Ming Dynasty)!" "What? I want to delay for another two days? Fart, I have asked you to delay for half a month. If I don't pay the rent today, I will throw out all your messy furniture... Hey, what do you want to do?"

"Young Master, I'm watching the fun." Zhang Shitou quickly bewitched again. Only then did Master Zhang become a little interested and stop and nodded, "Okay, it's good to go over and take a look."

Carefully walked through the garbage all over the ground, and followed the sound to find a dilapidated and simple house in front of the quarrel. When he looked into the door, Master Zhang saw a middle-aged woman crying in the yard with a few children. At first, the scholar holding the scroll was holding a tall and burly middle-aged scholar. Standing opposite them were a large group of young men with crooked hats and shirts. The leader pointed at the tall scholar and scolded: "Your uncle, you bastard not only don't pay the rent but also want to hit people? Okay, come and beat them. If you don't dare to hit them today, you will be my brother-in-law! Come, come and come!"

"I'm the one who beats you!" The tall scholar's temper was obviously very irritable. He was furious when he was aroused by the man and struggled to fight with the group. Fortunately, the painting book sold him tightly and hugged him and cried: "Brother, be calm, calm, gentleman should not speak, don't fight with others."

"This big man is really stupid. You are the only one who can beat more than a dozen gangsters holding guys?" Master Zhang snorted coldly in his heart, and he could see that the group of gangsters were deliberately provoking the tall scholar. At this time, someone from the group of gangsters found that Master Zhang was peeking outside the door, and shouted, "What are you looking at? Get out of here, otherwise I will beat you." The scholar who sold paintings turned his head and looked at him after being reminded, and immediately exclaimed: "Mr. Zhang, why are you here?"

"Sun! It seems that it will not take action this time." Master Zhang, who was discovered by the scholar selling paintings, wanted to be out of the matter, was embarrassed to continue watching the fire from the other side of the river, so he had to walk into the yard with his hands behind his back and smiled at the scholar selling paintings, "Brother, at first, I was worried that the servants would cause trouble for you after I left, so I secretly followed him to protect you. Unexpectedly, I would like to forgive me for any rude things."

"Young Master is becoming more and more shameless. If I hadn't dragged you to death, would you care about these nostalgic business?" Zhang Shitou was disdainful, while his eyes were rippling around the yard, as if he was looking for something. The scholar who sold paintings believed it, and immediately felt grateful and cried. "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your care. Your son is helping the poor and helping the poor. He is a real chivalrous person." The tall scholar was confused and hurriedly asked the scholar who sold paintings, "Second brother, what's going on?"

"Brother, this is the thing..." The scholar selling paintings choked and said the "chivalrous act" of our Master Zhang's "repelling the strong and helping the weak". He never thought that as soon as he finished speaking, the tall scholar not only did not thank our Master Zhang immediately, but instead slapped the scholar selling paintings on the face and roared: "Zhao Lian, you are so brave. You dare to pawn our family treasures? Do you want to your father and the ancestor of the Xiong family?"

"Xiong Family? Xiong Zhaolian?" Master Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately turned his murderous gaze to Zhang Shitou, which scared Zhang Shitou so much that he shook his neck. He knew that Master Zhang had guessed the truth. The painting scholar Xiong Zhaolian burst into tears and said, "Brother, I really have no choice. If I don't find a way to exchange for some money, it's okay for our brothers to be homeless in the capital, but my sister-in-law, my sister and several nephews are all weak bodies. Can I follow us to wander around in the capital?"

"Then you can't sell the treasures of the house!" The tall scholar roared, raised his hand and wanted to slap Xiong Zhaolian again. Fortunately, the middle-aged woman and several children came up in time to pull him, and the whole family cried. Seeing this, our eldest son Zhang couldn't hold on his face, so he turned to the group of gangsters and asked, "How much rent does this family owe you?"

"One taels and five cents of silver, plus the advance rent for one year, a total of five taels of silver." The gangster shouted. When Master Zhang heard this, he was both angry and funny, he immediately took out five taels of silver from his purse and smashed it over, "Take it, get out of my way for the young master, and dare to come here to make trouble again. Master, I will let you go without you! "

Five taels of silver hit in front of him, and the group of green-skinned scoundrels looked at each other, obviously being disrupted by Master Zhang, Cheng Yaojin, who came out from halfway. Master Zhang saw their thoughts and sneered: "What? I'm afraid I can't handle the job with your backstage boss? It doesn't matter. Go back and tell your backstage. If he wants to know who I am, Master Zhang, just go find Wei Liangqing, Master Wei or Master Fu Yingxing and Master Fu."

"Who are you from Master Wei and Master Fu?" someone asked in the group of rascals. Master Zhang shook off the chun Palace painting fan with a coquettish smile and said, "You are not worthy of knowing." The group of rascals were even more panicked and discussed for a while. One of them clasped his fists and said, "The little one has no eyes to know Mount Tai, offended Mr. Wei and Mr. Fu's friends, offended him, and said goodbye." After that, the group of rascals picked up the money and flew out of the courtyard.

After the group of rascals left, the painting scholar Xiong Zhaolian suddenly knelt down to Master Zhang on both knees and said in tears: "Your Madam Zhang, you have saved me twice, Xiong Zhaolian has no choice but to be punished. Please beg for Xiong Zhaolian to be kowtowed by Xiong Zhaolian three times." As he said, Xiong Zhaolian actually kowtowed three times to Master Zhang. The woman also led a few children to kneel down to Master Zhang and thanked him. Only the tall scholar looked at Master Zhang suspiciously and asked: "Young Master Zhang, our Xiong family has never known you. Why did you rescue me twice? Who are you?"

"Oh, this brother Tai, can't you see injustice and act righteously?" Master Zhang sighed and bowed to the tall scholar, "Since brother Tai suspected that the young student was ill-behaved, the young student said goodbye."

After that, Master Zhang turned around and left—there was no choice but to leave. If you don’t leave quickly, it’s easy to cause trouble. If you run into someone, our Master Zhang will definitely be fisted again. But in this way, Xiong Zhaolian and the middle-aged woman were not happy and both complained to the tall scholar, "Brother (master), Mr. Zhang is kind to help us, how can you say that?" The tall scholar also regretted it a little, so he hurriedly chased and grabbed Master Zhang, bowed to Master Zhang and said, "Young Master Zhang, Xiong Zhaogui's family has undergone great changes and has been framed repeatedly, so he is a little suspicious. I hope the young master will forgive him for any offense. The young master asked for tea in the room, and Xiong Zhaogui thanked the young master again."

"Brother Xiong, don't be polite. Xiaosheng is not angry. It's just that there is something urgent to do, so he is leaving right away." Master Zhang dared to stay there, but he kept waved his hand to say goodbye. He never thought that Xiong Zhaogui was straightforward and refused to let go when he pulled Master Zhang. He said that he would have to have a cup of tea for any of his tea. As he was pulling, a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded outside the yard, "Brother, second brother, I'm back."
Chapter completed!