[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter 98

Not to mention cruel, but even more cruel, it is best to shut up and leave this troublesome matter to Zhang Qiling.They think so, and they do so.

Among the people who went back to Nanjing together, apart from Wu Xie, there was also a fat king who didn't know.

That night, the fat king changed from the coarse cloth clothes he wore in the mountains, put on a satin robe, suit trousers, a black gauze mandarin jacket, a round top hat, shiny black leather shoes, and silver coins in exchange for gold bars, and went out to call A rickshaw rushed to the teahouse in the Confucius Temple.

He has seen this way of dressing before, and in his heart, this combination of Chinese and Western clothes is the fashion of people with status and status. Now that he has money, he just thinks about it and experiences it. Feel.No, he braved the heavy rain to find the most famous Xinqifang Pavilion here, straightened his back, and rushed to the evening bookstore.

The fat king is leisurely drinking tea and listening to books, but Wu Xie is not so good. He has been holding back at home for a day, and he doesn't know how many days he will continue to hold back.

How did he live?He sat at the table and read the novels of Mandarin Duck and Butterfly School all afternoon, and was "moved" by the inseparable love in it, which made him dizzy.He originally wanted to read the recent newspapers, but he didn't know that none of the servants in the villa cared about current affairs, and the newspapers he bought occasionally were used by the old lady to put the corner of the table after reading them.Wu Xie had no other choice, and he didn't want to send servants to buy them. He had read too many ancient texts in Dou Li, and he didn't want to read them when he came back, so he had to waste a day in sad novels.

At night, he couldn't take it anymore, so he threw the book and went to talk to Zhang Qiling.

"Zhang Qiling?" Wu Xie forcibly snatched the "Huangdi Neijing" from Zhang Qiling's hands. "What are you looking at? Ask you about the whereabouts of Xiaohua and the others, and you only say that you know they are back, but you don't know where they are. Ask you about the bronze eggs and the ancient copper books, but you don't give any details. I endured it for a day, and now I can't help it, you If you don't speak clearly, neither of us will have dinner today."

Wu Xie threw the precious, probably the only edition of "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic" on the balcony.As soon as he threw it out, Zhang Qiling was not in a hurry, but he was. He quickly rushed to the balcony, braved the heavy rain to pick up the book, put it in his arms and kept wiping it with his sleeve. "Alas." He kept sighing.

Zhang Qiling stood up and glanced out the window, there were dark clouds outside, and the rain was pouring down like a mighty river flowing towards the world, if this continued for a few more days, the city would probably be flooded.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Xie put the cleaned book on the table.

Zhang Qiling withdrew his gaze and met Wu Xie who had just raised his head. Wu Xie said, "Please explain clearly to me."

Zhang Qiling replied: "I really don't know. If you care, I'll go out and ask for you now."

With such a heavy rain, the road outside is not easy to walk. Where can I ask?

Wu Xie frowned, looked at Zhang Qiling and said, "Forget it, what are you doing out there? Can't you just call and ask someone to ask?"

Zhang Qiling said indifferently: "After eating, we will call again."

Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling ate dinner in a dull mood, and the dinner was still a mess, with all kinds of delicacies on the table, dazzling.Zhang Qiling ate something, called the cook, and said that next time he only needed three dishes and one soup, instead of more than a dozen dishes, he also added delicate dim sum.But a few seconds later, he told the cook that the snacks could be left for Wu Xie, and he didn't need them himself.

Wu Xie took a sip of tea, curled up his mouth and laughed at himself: "If you keep raising me like this, I'll almost catch up with the Fat King. Do you still want me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling was relatively indifferent. After all, Wu Xie had made more nasty jokes before, but the cook couldn't stand the stimulation, his expression changed, and he left the room in embarrassment.

"I thought your servants really couldn't come within three meters of their master." Wu Xie turned her head to look at the cook's back.

Zhang Qiling was silent for a while, and said: "There are clan rules, and they can only get close to them when they are ordered to do so. You can't get close to them, that will harm them."

"It's so miserable. As the patriarch, haven't you thought about improving their status? Equality is emphasized now, and what your family is doing is undoubtedly a violation of human rights." Wu Xie took another sip of tea, "If you don't make progress with the times, it will be a tree. A family with deep roots will eventually fall and scatter."

Wu Xie's remark was inadvertent, but after Zhang Qiling heard it, he became more silent and vigorous. After Wu Xie drank a bowl of tea, he remained silent, only suffocating Wu Xie to death.

"I said Zhang Qiling, can you give me some reaction?" Wu Xie knocked on the table unhappy.

Zhang Qiling responded, he glanced at Wu Xie.

"I'm really suffocated." Wu Xie stared at Zhang Qiling, "I don't expect you to be my listener, but you are the only one here. If you don't listen to me, I really don't know who to turn to. No, you let me go out for a walk?"

It is absolutely impossible to go out, even if Wu Xie is not afraid of being caught by his family, Zhang Qiling is also afraid that he will know the sad news of Gu Tonghua in advance.

"What do you want to say?" After being silent for three times under Wu Xie's gaze, Zhang Qiling finally spoke.

Does Zhang Qiling mean to talk to him?However, Wu Xie was not happy because he felt that Zhang Qiling was forced.In fact, Wu Xie's behavior was to force Zhang Qiling to talk to him. To be honest, he thought he was not voluntary, so it was really hard to serve him.

Wu Xie fell silent, as if Zhang Qiling was silent in front of him, and he wanted to go back silently in retaliation.Zhang Qiling poured himself a cup of tea and drank it quietly.After a while, the bedroom was silent except for the heavy rain outside the window. Zhang Qiling put down the tureen and asked again, "What do you want to say?"

Wu Xie looked up, very depressed, "What do I want to say? I have a stomach full of words and question marks. I want to know too many things, and I have to sort them out one by one. I'm afraid it won't be enough for a whole night. But if I I can't be as silent as you are. Yin cave sacrificial site, bronze eggs, ancient copper books, Red Army, Pan Zi..." He choked up, "Xiao Hua, Chief of Staff, Wang Meng, Fat King..." His expression was gloomy Looking at Zhang Qiling, "And my uncertain future, I want to talk to someone about it, but now... I really miss my mother." Wu Xie hasn't seen Gutonghua for a long time, as a human being Son, even the most cruel and ruthless murderer in the world, in that soft place deep in his heart, there must be someone called a mother.

Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Wu Xie was stunned, and said, "What's the matter? Do you think it's embarrassing for me, a big man, to miss my mother all day long?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head.

"I just want to, how? I just want to!" Wu Xie turned her head and looked out of the window with some indignation, "When I was young, my grandma restricted my mother from visiting me, and I rarely saw her. When I grow up, I When I went abroad to study, I couldn’t see her even more. Now when I return to China, she was arrested by your Zhang family, I..." Wu Xie sighed, "You have a mother too, can you understand my feelings?"

For a long while, Zhang Qiling didn't respond.

Wu Xie turned her head and glanced at Zhang Qiling, "To be honest, my mother is not from a family, she is just a female snitch, but she gave birth to me, she is my mother, the only mother in the world, I love her, she is the one I have loved No matter what her origin is, I am her son." After a pause, Wu Xie continued: "To give birth to a son like you, your mother must be a hero among women. My mother loves to cause trouble. Not your mother, but I am her son, and I have to help her with whatever trouble she has caused."

"I see." There was no emotion in Zhang Qiling's voice.Just when Wu Xie was about to say something, Zhang Qiling also turned his head to the side, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and said calmly: "My mother is not a heroine, she is just an ordinary Tibetan doctor named Baima."

"Baima? Lotus?" Wu Xie blurted out.After that, he was stunned for a long time, forcing himself to digest what Zhang Qiling had just said.He said...his mother was a Tibetan doctor.etc!Tibetan medicine?Isn't the Zhang family intermarried?His mother is a Tibetan doctor?Tibetan?Isn't his mother's surname Zhang?Then he...

Wu Xie stared blankly at Zhang Qiling, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Zhang Qiling only looked out of the window, and the bedroom became calm again.

"That..." After a while, Wu Xie poured himself another bowl of tea before saying in shock: "Your mother's name is so beautiful, Snowy Lotus, a goddess in a long skirt swaying gracefully, who does not eat fireworks. "Wu Xie smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie.

"My mother said before that Baima means lotus in Tibetan." Seeing Zhang Qiling looking at him, Wu Xie quickly explained.

"Your mother?" Zhang Qiling said softly.

Wu Xie nodded vigorously, "Yes, my mother, what a coincidence, my mother would tell me this. At that time, I was wondering why I suddenly mentioned this? Or, wait until your family releases my mother, we will Get together, I think they can become very good friends. Or..." Wu Xie suddenly thought of something and said: "My mother is locked up in Zhang's house, have they met before? What about me and you Son, your mother won't argue with my mother, will she?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiling shook his head and said slowly: "Impossible, my mother has been dead for many years."

"Ah?" Wu Xie wanted to slap himself a few times, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Nothing." Zhang Qiling said.

Many years ago, a Han woman went to Tibet. She found a tribal cemetery that was said to be known only to lamas, and not all lamas knew it. There was only one temple, the temple of Lama Deren.Half a month later, the woman returned to Nanjing to see her son, who was watching the river lanterns.

She also put a river lantern, the son laughed and said what wish did the mother make?

She replied that I didn't make a wish, I just put a lamp.Xiaoxie, do you know that Pema means lotus in Tibetan?

The son said, I just found out that what the mother put up was not called a white horse lantern, because the river lanterns are all in the shape of lotus flowers.

She said, yes, Baima's lamp.