Chapter 148 Zhou Wen!

Chapter 148

Wang Chong left under the surprised gazes of Su Zhengchen and Xiao Jianjian.

When he was leaving, Su Zhengchen was killed again and lost a lot. On the chessboard, the white pieces were all scattered, and there were not many left, which made the big **** god frown into the shape of "Chuan".

Leaving the ghost locust area, Wang Chong drove directly to the east of the city, and then asked a few people for directions. Although not many people knew about charcoal wine among the dignitaries of the Tang Empire, but among ordinary people, this kind of wine was very famous.

In just a moment, Wang Chong found the Zhou family.

A huge yard is surrounded by a wall. On the wall, a long flagpole stands, on which there is a big wine flag with black characters on a red background, which reads:

"Zhou Ji Charcoal Wine!"

The wine flag was fluttering in the wind, and from a distance, there were faint spots of black on the red flag, obviously it was old.

For so long, the owner has not changed the wine flag, obviously very proud of their own brand.

"Unexpectedly, this is the place where that person works as a hired worker!"

Half a street away, a carriage stopped, and the curtains were raised. Wang Chong looked at Zhou's Winery through the window, feeling filled with emotion.

Although I heard a lot about that person's deeds, I also know that he used to work in a wealthy family. But this was the first time Wang Chong saw the place where he worked.

If it wasn't for Xiao Jianjian drinking while playing chess and inadvertently mentioning it, Wang Chong might not know that this is where he used to work.

"Young master, check here. There is indeed a man named Zhou Wen here."

At this moment, the door of the carriage opened, and a guard of the Wang family walked in, with a respectful expression:

"I also asked other people. They all said that I knew this person. They said that they had worked in Zhou's family for many years. They were born in poverty and had an old mother in the family. But they are very dutiful and honest. They don't talk much and do things in a low-key manner. But he is very diligent, and the people around him have a good impression of him."

Wang Chong nodded, this is completely consistent with what he knows.

Zhou Wen before the age of twenty-seven was actually no different from ordinary people. Diligently living his own life, without any talent, but can also support himself with his own hands.

really change his fate,

It was that person who made him the person in the later generations, and it should be that mysterious "Elder Evil Emperor".

It was he who relied on his own strength to turn an ordinary person with mediocre aptitude who was unwilling to fight into a strong man who many people look up to in later generations.

"Did you ask when he will leave work?"

Sitting in the carriage, Wang Chong nodded slightly.

"I've asked. Because he has to serve his mother, he goes back to cook for her on time. So he gets up to work much earlier than others. Before five o'clock in the middle of the night, he will get up and cook, and then go to Zhou's workshop to start. Work. When others start to work, he has been working for more than two hours."

"So, even though he quits work earlier, he still works much longer than others. And he works very hard, and he can be two or three people by himself, so the Zhou family was happy to take him in that day."

The guard lowered his head and said every sentence, obviously asking carefully.

In the Wang family, everyone knows that the current young master is not the previous young master. After the Sifang Hall was over, there were even rumors that the youngest boy in front of him was the most likely to succeed the old man in the entire Wang clan.

So now, the guards all respect this young master very much, and none of them are afraid to take care of what they have confessed.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Wang Chong nodded, then closed his eyes and waited silently.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, the gate of Zhou's courtyard opened, and a tall figure walked out from inside.

"Hey, Zhou Wen!"

"Zhou Wen is here!"

"Are you going back to cook for Lingtang again?"

"Haha, let's go quickly. We can do things here!"

...

Outside Zhou's courtyard, the voices of a group of "Zhou Wen" came one after another, endlessly. Wang Chong's heart moved, he opened his eyes suddenly, looked through the window, and saw a tall figure standing at the gate of Zhou's house, smiling plainly.

"It's him!"

A thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind.

"Zhou Wen", who just got off work, did not look as thick, dark, and dirty as Wang Chong imagined. On the contrary, he was wearing a gray plain robe, and his whole body was well groomed.

The face has also been washed, and the skin reveals its original fairness. It doesn't look like working in a wine shop, but it has a little bit of a scholar's temperament.

Moreover, Zhou Wen's figure is also very tall, more than seven feet, close to eight feet. This made him stand out among a group of hired workers in the Zhou family, as if he stood out from the crowd.

But despite this, Zhou Wen's simple personality and simple and honest smile made him naturally blend into the hired workers and wine merchants.

Wang Chong could also tell that the people around him liked this big man very much.

Greeting to the people around him one by one, Zhou Wen was carrying a package on his back, and without thinking too much, he naturally walked towards home.

"Follow him!"

Wang Chong said.

The carriage moved slowly, following behind Zhou Wen, following in a leisurely manner, keeping a distance that would not attract people's vigilance and attention.

It was getting late, perhaps because he was worried that his mother would be hungry, so Zhou Wen walked fast. Although it was a normal pace, it was equivalent to a lot of people trotting.

Wang Chong followed him through the streets, alleys, and alleys. Some places were too narrow for the carriage to pass, so Wang Chong abandoned the carriage.

Although this is a bit inconvenient, it is even more difficult to find when tracking.

Following him all the way, Wang Chong saw that he deliberately turned a road, took a copper plate at the corner of the street, and put it into the bowl of a blind beggar.

At a remnant wall planted with banyan trees, Zhou Wen took out the lunch that he was reluctant to eat in the afternoon from his bag, and fed it to a few pigeons with a smile, with a very happy smile.

Wang Chong watched this scene from afar, feeling deeply moved in his heart.

He had seen Zhou Wen from a distance once before, with a rigid face and no smile on his face, like a person who had lost his soul, living only for a certain purpose.

Anyone who saw him could tell that this man was not happy.

For those who have met him, it is really hard to believe that this person can smile so happily, so simple, but so fulfilling as he is now.

Strength is not the stronger the better, some people are willing to exchange everything for strength, but some people are willing to exchange all their strength for everything.

Wang Chong believed that if the person from back then saw this scene, he would definitely be willing to give everything in exchange for the present!

"What is this guy doing?"

"He's getting faster and faster! He's running!"

"Did he find us?"

...

Suddenly a sound came into the ears, and the guards looked at the distance in astonishment. Zhou Wen has been walking at a constant speed.

But after feeding the pigeons, he suddenly started to walk faster and faster, until he even ran straight away, as if he had found something and wanted to get rid of them.

"He was delayed on the road. He just wanted to rush back to cook for his mother."

Wang Chong said quietly.

"what?!"

The guards were stunned.

"Look for yourself. At this time, if he doesn't go back to cook, her mother will be hungry."

Wang Chong said calmly.

The guards were startled, and when they raised their heads, they realized that the sky was dark and the night was dark. Before they knew it, it was almost time for dinner.

However, Wang Chong ignored it, walked away and followed. His cultivation was far superior to Zhou Wen's, and when he stepped forward, he was only faster than him, not slower.

Following Zhou Wen all the way through the streets and alleys, Wang Chong finally followed Zhou Wen and saw him rushing into a low, simple earthen house covered with thick white thatch.

The surroundings were dark, the house stood tall in the night, and there were no people around more than ten feet away. It was lonely, giving people a feeling of being isolated from the whole world.

"Mother!"

"Wen'er, cough cough!..."

An old voice, coughing with pain came from the narrow room. After a while, a dim oil lamp was lit, and then there was the sound of clanging and cutting.

Standing under a lush camphor tree, Wang Chong soon smelled the aroma of food.

"Mom, stop choking."

Zhou Wen's respectful voice came from the room, and a moment later, the window of the room opened, and a puff of oily smoke came out. That is, when the window was opened, Wang Chong saw Zhou Wen walking out with two dishes of side dishes.

Two pairs of chopsticks, two small bowls, and a dim oil lamp.

Wang Chong looked at Zhou Wen sitting on one side, and a thin, silver-haired old lady sitting on the other side, coughing with her head tilted, while picking vegetables into the bowl in front of Zhou Wen.

"Children, eat more, eat more..."

Looking at this scene, for some reason, Wang Chong suddenly felt a little sour in his nose, and he was filled with emotion, some indescribable feeling.

At this moment, Wang Chong suddenly knew what that person from back then had lost.

This man is heartless.

So many things about this person can be heard. But among so many odds and ends, he didn't mention his mother.

This is a filial son, he can get up early and work late, and he can get up to work at five o'clock before dawn. He can be two people alone, sitting at the dining table after a tiring day, still grinning, just because he still has a mother who is dependent on him.

But when he became that hero and became the "he" of later generations, all these things have long been lost, and he is already alone.

One loses the most important thing in life!

Wang Chong suddenly remembered a rumor he heard a long time ago. It is said that the reason why that person's temperament changed drastically and he went on a killing spree was because his mother was killed by a group of thugs.

This rumor has no background and no destination, it only circulated among a few people, and the people who were told it were soon forgotten.

Wang Chong himself didn't care.

But at this moment, Wang Chong suddenly understood. No accidents, all of this is probably inseparable from that "Elder Evil Emperor".

Such a filial son will not provoke any thugs.

The only possibility... is just the "Elder Evil Emperor" who was plotted against.

Other people's "adventures" may be just disasters for others!

Thinking of this, Wang Chong couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart!

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