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Chapter 42 Liu Zongzhou’s Steamed Buns

 Perhaps it was because Old Liu did not recognize a great scholar like Liu Zongzhou, so his words made Mr. Jishan look very ugly.

But looking at Old Liu Tou's indifferent eyes and contemptuous smile, Liu Zongzhou was speechless.

Last year, when the Qing army had just entered the Pass, Kong Yanzhi, the Duke of Yansheng, couldn't wait to present the "First Entry Statement" to the captive chief, expressing his willingness to surrender.

"Mountains and rivers shine with the sun and the moon; Guo Zuo and the universe share eternity..." Zhang Guowei slowly spoke from the side and sadly recited the essay that embarrassed the Ming Dynasty.

"Shut up!" Liu Zongzhou angrily tossed his sleeves and turned his head.

What Kong Yanzhi did dealt a heavy blow to the followers of Yan Shenggong. All scholars took this as a great shame and humiliation, let alone a great Confucian like Liu Zongzhou.

On the city, the soldiers seemed to have found something to talk about after dinner. They sat around the brazier in twos and threes and started chatting and laughing.

The previously dull soldiers were immersed in this short-term relaxation and joy.

Only Liu Zongzhou's students seemed to have eaten flies, and a few of them actually rolled their eyes at Old Liu Tou.

"Sir, governing a big country is like cooking small delicacies. The level of heat also depends on whether the food is cooked or not. Now that the two cities have fallen and the two emperors are no longer alive, aren't you a little touched?" Zhang Guowei looked at the man in front of him who always took "Be cautious in independence" as his motto.

The old gentleman felt both admiration and helplessness.

Zhang Guowei still remembers Liu Zongzhou's firmness when he opposed the development of firearms. Now that firearms have become weapons for siege, facts have proved that Liu Zongzhou's opposition was inappropriate.

Liu Zongzhou Moran.

When it comes to being touched, he is definitely touched, but when it comes to regretting, he is not. He never thinks that he is at fault, and that the defeat of the Ming Dynasty is internal and not external.

Firearms are just the straw that breaks the camel's back.

"Sir, all the food has been distributed."

"Okay, let's go."

After that, Liu Zongzhou took the students and prepared to leave.

Zhang Guowei sent him off in person.

"Governor Zhang, please stay." Liu Zongzhou refused Zhang Guowei to send him away, and with the support of his students, he walked towards the city step by step.

"Sir, walk slowly." Zhang Guowei leaned over and said.

On the way back, when he was near Yongning Bridge, Liu Zongzhou, who was in a bad mood, smelled the fragrant smell of steamed buns. He turned around and saw that there was a steamed bun shop steaming buns overnight.

He winked at the student next to him, and the student hurried into the shop.

Inside the shop, steam filled the air. The middle-aged shopkeeper was wearing a short shirt and carrying a basket from the backyard.

When he saw someone coming in, he said, "The shop is closed. I'm sorry for this guest."

"I'll just buy two steamed buns. It shouldn't be troublesome, right?" the student asked.

The middle-aged shopkeeper put down the basket in his hand and looked around. Seeing that he was dressed as a scholar, he nodded, picked up the oil paper on the counter, filled a few steamed buns and handed them to Liu Zongzhou's students.

"Hey? Shopkeeper, why are you steaming buns so late at night?" the student asked casually.

"Oh, didn't we defeat the Tatars today? I'm going to send some meat buns to the brothers in the city to eat." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

"The shopkeeper is so kind!" the students couldn't help but admire him.

"Are you Mr. Jishan's student?" the middle-aged shopkeeper asked casually.

"Hey, how do you know?" The student was a little surprised.

"I was lucky enough to see it from a distance when we welcomed the rebels into the city before," the shopkeeper said with a kind smile.

"Shopkeeper, you have really good eyesight and good memory!" the student exclaimed. That day he followed the teacher to meet the volunteer teacher, and there was a sea of ​​people. It's really impressive that you can remember yourself.

The middle-aged shopkeeper had a shrewd look in his eyes, and turned around to continue working in the backyard. Before leaving, he waved his hand and said, "Go back quickly, the night is not peaceful."

The student was stunned. It was not peaceful at night. There were so many patrolling soldiers on the street. How could it be that it was not peaceful? He was a little confused, but he left in a hurry.

Liu Zongzhou was sitting on the stone steps of Yongning Bridge. When he saw the students coming back, he hurriedly asked: "Why have you been gone for so long?"

"Teacher, the shopkeeper said it was not peaceful at night and told us to go back quickly." The student seemed a little nervous and kept looking around.

By chance, a group of patrolling soldiers passed by along the street. Beside their queue, there were also several government officials accompanying them.

Seeing someone here late at night, the government officials stepped forward to check, while the soldiers waited in place.

"Ah! It's Mr. Jishan, I'm so rude." Only when the class leader got closer did he see that it was Liu Zongzhou, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"It's Team Leader Li. It's really hard to patrol the streets late at night." Liu Zongzhou said a little tiredly.

"Old sir, you have to go back soon. Because of the special circumstances of paying condolences to the defenders tonight, the curfew will be imposed after a while." Bantou Li kindly reminded.

Hearing this, Liu Zongzhou stood up slowly on crutches, nodded, and said, "Thank you, Team Leader Li, for reminding me. I will rush back as soon as possible."

"Let me see you off, little one, so as not to be questioned again on the road." Bantou Li smiled and stepped forward, holding one of Liu Zongzhou's arms respectfully.

Liu Zongzhou thought about it and it was indeed convenient, so he did not refuse Bantou Li's kindness.

The group crossed Yongning Bridge and walked slowly towards the southwest city.

"Want to eat steamed buns? Bantou Li." Liu Zongzhou asked softly while walking in the dark alley.

The students forgot to light lanterns, so they could only use some moonlight to see the road. They followed Liu Zongzhou closely. They basically lived in the southwest area of ​​Hangzhou City.

Bantou Li had been patrolling the night for a long time and was already hungry. Hearing Liu Zongzhou's words, he couldn't suppress his hunger instantly, so he smiled sheepishly and said, "Thank you very much, old man."

After taking the buns from Liu Zongzhou, Bantou Li started eating them while walking.

Liu Zongzhou was delivered safely all the way, and the students all returned home.

Captain Li was ready to return the same way and meet up with his companions who were waiting for him.

But before he had gone far, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen. He was frightened and suddenly thought of the bun.
Chapter completed!
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