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Chapter 269

Words:1576Update:22/06/25 06:01:15

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Zhang Feng was dumbfounded.

Gouzi, Zhu Zi, and the others who liked to surround him, as well as Old He and the others, had all disappeared!

Just as he was taking an afternoon nap under the crooked tree, the people on the street seemed to have suddenly disappeared without a trace.

What was going on?

Where were they?

Zhang Feng stood at the entrance of the empty market, grabbing his hair and looking at the empty street with a dumbfounded expression.

He was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell …

"Could it be that Lao Tzu was sleepwalking?"

"Or was it a dream?"

"This …"

Zhang Feng was really dumbfounded. Even the old scholar who had been squatting under the big willow tree at the entrance of the street, which was big enough for three adults to surround, was nowhere to be seen!

Other than a dream, was there any other explanation?

"Quick! You motherf * cker, other people are cleaning the river, but you motherf * cker, hiding in the house and sleeping in the middle of the day? Aren't you ashamed? "

"Your father! He's seventy-two years old, and he's already carrying a hoe into the river. You, a strong young man, are hiding in the house and sleeping? "

"No, sir, please do me a favor! I still have to work at night! I just got off work today! "

"Just let me sleep for a while!"

"Sleep? Why don't you sleep yourself to death? What time is it now? You motherf * cker, it's almost nine o 'clock! Quick, don't talk nonsense, two hours is enough for you to clean up the river's feces! "

Amidst the waves of cursing and begging, Zhang Feng stared at an old man in the market, who was pulling the night watchman's ear and walking over.

Zhang Feng hurriedly went forward, clasped his hands and asked, "Sir, you said you were going to clean the river? These people are going to clean the river? "

When the old man saw that it was Zhang Feng, he put away the anger on his face and grinned, "Well, it's because we've dirtied the river, so the emperor sent those old and weak soldiers to clean the river. How could we stand by and watch? It's so embarrassing! "

"So, we all spontaneously joined in. You rest, I'm going!"

Zhang Feng usually taught those little brats how to read. This already shocked everyone. As slaves, how could they afford to hire a teacher?

Moreover, it was Sir who took the initiative to teach their child?

There must be smoke rising from their ancestral graves!

In addition, Zhang Feng was usually generous and generous. Basically, every family had received his kindness, so they would not allow Zhang Feng to go to such a matter.

Even if Zhang Feng went, he would definitely be carried back in a matter of minutes!

Who was Zhang Feng?

That was the best person in the entire city!

Moreover, he was a peerless talent. Who would dare to ask him to wash sand in the river?

If anyone dared to do so, there would be a group of red-eyed people who would go up and break their legs!

Zhang Feng was very depressed.

But he was also very curious.

This Lao Li's speed was really fast!

How long had it been?

Six hours?

Or four hours?

How could he encourage so many people to take the initiative to wash the river?

Zhang Feng did not believe in heresy. He paced around the crowd and quietly followed them to the Dragon Head West Canal, which was near the Department of Justice near the Spring Bright Gate.

Before he reached the river, he could already hear the clamor of shouting.

And waves of stench.

The river channel was clogged all year round. If it was not cleaned up for a long time, then it would be fine. It was only when one walked in that the stench would come. But if someone were to wash it here, then the stench would definitely reach the sky.

Zhang Feng pinched his nose and stuck his head out from a small alley behind a tailor shop. His eyes widened.

What the hell!

Good guy.

He saw that in the river channel, everyone was bare-chested, sticking their butts out as they dug the mud. A group of old navy soldiers were like loaches, diving into the water. As long as they found something hard, they would immediately stick the willow branches in their hands there. In an instant, dozens of people would rush up, as if they wanted to empty the bottom of the river.

On the shore, there were all kinds of porcelain fragments, or even intact chamber pots, porcelain, rusty arrow shafts, crossbows, broadswords and bronze swords. They were all casually thrown on the shore.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng was drooling.

If this was in the future, then these would be priceless treasures!

Especially one of the scabbard that was shining with golden light, it made Zhang Feng unable to move his eyes away!

This thing was either something that came along with it, or something that was left behind by an important person in some dynasty. This kind of treasure was a scabbard made of pure gold!

These simple people, however, did not fight over it.

If this was in the future, damn, even a broken tile would be picked up by people in minutes. How could they still see it?

At that moment, an old voice rang out from behind Zhang Feng. "You're right. You're right.

"Eh? Isn't this shopkeeper Zhang? "

"Zhang Shanren, what are you doing here? This place stinks to the heavens. If you get stained by it, it won't be good. Quickly leave! "

Zhang Feng was also stunned.

"Old man, I also want to help. You are all busy, I am just a strong young man …"

"No!"

The old man was angry.

He shouted, "Someone come! Zhang Shanren is here! A few young men, come and carry Zhang Shanren back! In this place, we cannot let Zhang Shanren's body be stained! "

Zhang Feng's face darkened.

He was really carried away by a few strong men on their shoulders, as if they were carrying a sack.

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