Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

A year later, Zhang Liang was already seven years old, his stature had grown a lot, but he was still thin.Everyone is smiling, delicate and harmless.

Han Fei also turned thirteen, and when he got older, he couldn't play without worries like Honglian. There were enough things to consider and people to guard against, which made him burnt out.Frankly speaking, his life in the royal family was not easy. He was worried all day long and could not find a way out.

Zhang Liang could vaguely see the sorrow gradually accumulated between his brows, but he couldn't solve it. To be more precise, he didn't know where those sorrows came from.

Whenever she asked Honglian about it, she would look up from the meat skewers in a daze, "Huh? Is brother in a bad mood?"

Later, Zhang Liang gave up...

Maybe he was thinking too much. Han Fei always concealed his negative emotions in front of them. What he captured was probably an illusion.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, Han Fei would take them out of the house to play.

They were referring to Zhang Liang, Hong Lian, and Ruo Li who followed up with a shameless face.

Ruoli is paid, although it is small, but it is a number anyway.Every time he came to a food stall, he would proudly take out his pocket and pat it with pride, "Master, order whatever you want!"

The peddler looked at his light purse, and kindly suggested, "Guest officer, you... are probably a little bit worse."

It's not that the Zhang family has deducted labor wages, if you get the money every month, you will send it to the sick mother in your hometown first, and you don't have much savings.

After being reminded by the peddler, Ruoli's heroic face froze, then he looked at the peddler solemnly, and pointed at Han Fei behind him, "He pays the bill."

Hong Lian and Zhang Liang also responded again and again, "Yes, he pays the bill."

Han Fei: "..."

Although King Han didn't dote on their brothers and sisters, he was not short of food, clothing, housing and transportation, so Han Fei managed to have a small treasury for the three little ancestors to dig.

Walking from East Street to West Street, led by Honglian, a group of people started a big sweep.

After a while, Zhang Liang and Ruo Li were almost full, but Hong Lian was still not enjoying herself, staring at the spicy duck's head and drooling.Han Fei asked her to eat less spicy food and refused to buy it, so she started to make up her mind.

"Xiao Ruoli, do you think this princess is pretty?"

Ruoli smiled, very pure, "It looks good!"

"How pretty?"

"Hmm...just a little worse than the young master." In Ruoli's mind, this is a very high evaluation.

"Then would you like to buy me a spicy duck head?"

Ruoli clutched the purse tightly, "I have no money!"

Hong Lian raised her eyebrows, "Just now you said you were rich, and that you wanted to buy food for Xiao Liangzi!"

Ruoli shook his head like a rattle, "You, you must have heard wrong!"

How could Honglian let him lie?Without saying a word, he raised his fist and rushed over.

Ruoli was so frightened that he ran away quickly, breaking through the crowd and rushing very fast.Guren lifted her skirt and chased after him, shouting her strength while chasing, not at all slower than the man.

Han Fei was worried, so he let all the palace servants who followed (no one was left behind) chase after him.

The crowd was quite noisy, Zhang Liang heard Ruoli's cries in the distance, and said with emotion: "Now I will be wronged for several days when I go back."

Han Fei rubbed his sore temples, "Oh, no one can control Honglian's temper."

Zhang Liang smiled slightly, and said: "Her Highness Honglian is a temperamental person. Although Ruo Li said that he was afraid of her, he actually liked getting along with His Highness very much in his heart." After a pause, he said, "Ovary also likes it."

Han Fei raised his eyebrows, and asked with ulterior motives: "That Zifang thinks, am I a man of temperament?"

Zhang Liang thought carefully, nodded and said: "Yes. But...Brother Han is not quite the same as His Royal Highness Honglian."

Han Fei was surprised, "Oh? What's different?"

Zhang Liang stated his reasons very seriously, "Brother Han and His Highness both value friendship, but His Highness's emotions are written on his face. Brother Han can't."

Han Fei was startled, and said, "It sounds like Zifang is smarter than I thought."

Zhang Liang didn't expect his guess to be true, so he looked up at him, "Is Brother Han really hiding something?"

"That's right, to be precise, it's called camouflage." He knelt down and looked at the person in front of him, "Zifang, you have to understand that in this world of intrigue and deceit, only those who are good at pretending can live long."

Pretending to be a weak person in the royal family and a strong person in front of Honglian, in this way, Han Fei is not a gentleman.

Zhang Liang carefully recalled his mother's notes, but there was no record of disguise, so he was very distressed, "Zifang doesn't understand."

Han Fei looked at those clean eyes that were indifferent to the world, feeling a sudden sense of guilt, and said in shame, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you this!"

In his heart, Zhang Liang was the cleanest person in the world, as bright as moonlight, and could not tolerate any stains.I was really consumed by the intrigue of the royal family, and I actually said such words in front of that person!

"Ovary, I'm sorry! I didn't say anything."

"Brother Han, why do you want to apologize?" Zhang Liang pursed his lips, "Ovary's understanding is not enough, it's obviously Ovary's fault."

Han Fei smiled wryly, and if he continued, this little man would blame himself all night again, so he hurriedly changed the subject, rubbed his hair, and smiled nonchalantly, "Stop talking about this, let's go, Brother Wei will take you there Eat candied haws."

Zhang Liang looked at his slightly frowning brows, and let go of the doubts in his heart. He stopped asking, and raised his hand to grab Han Fei's sleeve, "Yes."

The two walked to a busy intersection, and there were hawkers selling candied haws on both sides. Han Fei was most afraid of this kind of choice, so he lowered his head and asked, "Left or right?"

Zhang Liang looked left and right, then ordered the little rooster, and chose the right.

He didn't know that his random point gave Han Fei a good teacher who changed his life - Xunzi.

At that time, Xunzi was the most learned figure in Confucianism.People from the state of Zhao have peaches and plums all over the world.Living in Sanghai all the year round, preaching and teaching.From time to time, I also travel around, looking for strange people and strange things.When traveling around the world, passing through South Korea, unexpectedly the way ahead was blocked by civilians.

"Master, the road ahead is blocked." The coachman came back from exploring the road, hunched over the window of the wooden car and reported, "The two commoners seem to be arguing endlessly because of money matters, and the onlookers are also blocked. Can't make it through for now."

Xunzi enjoys a high status both in Confucianism and in Zhao State, and he is a white jade admired by scholars all over the world, but he has no problem of relying on power.He got out of the car slowly and twirled his gray beard, "Don't say anything, go and have a look."

"Yes."

At the center of the dispute was the youth and an oil seller.The young man lost a bag of money, which contained eighty copper coins.Before losing his money, he only had contact with the oil seller.And the oil seller's wallet was not too much, and it happened to be [-] copper coins.

They both said that the money belonged to them, and each said their own words, and they couldn't argue with each other.

"I just bought oil from you, and I lost my purse. It just so happens that your purse is the same length as mine, and it just so happens that there are eighty copper coins in it. Who else could it be if it wasn't you?" The young man widened his eyes in anger.

The oil seller trembled, "Heaven and earth conscience! My little old man has sold oil all his life, and he has never had clean hands and feet. He will never do such a stealthy thing!"

"Pretend to be pitiful!" The young man had blue veins on his head. Eighty copper coins is not a small sum, enough to feed a family of three for ten days. , can you let my husband and I drink the northwest wind?"

"I also said that I sold the oil in exchange for the money. You snatched it away. Will my family beg for food?"

"You, you say the money is yours, what proof do you have?"

"You say it's yours, what proof do you have?"

Gossiping and arguing endlessly has made it easier for a group of spectators to watch the incident as a drama for free.

Han Fei and Zhang Liang couldn't get out in the crowd, looking at the candied haws not far away was distressed.

"Brother Han..." Zhang Liang was a little anxious, not because he was in a hurry to eat, but because he was in a hurry to settle the matter.It's like seeing a bird's nest fall to the ground, and you must pick it up on the tree.

Han Fei hugged him and sat on a wooden box. At that height, he could see the whole situation clearly.

"Zifang, wait for a moment, and I will settle the case for you."

The corners of Zhang Liang's lips raised slightly, "Okay."