After hearing Zhou Simin's words, Wu Zheng was stunned. Zhou Simin did not agree at that time, but he did not refuse either?

In Wu Zheng's opinion, this is the default, isn't it?

But now that he was rejected in person, Wu Zheng felt a little worried and said angrily: "So, I am so passionate about myself? Well, since Mr. Zhou is unwilling to give me a fortune, I have never said goodbye!"

Look, the names have changed, this is really angry.

After Wu Zheng finished speaking, he bowed his hand and turned around and was about to leave.

"Sir, please stay."

Wu Zheng turned around and looked, "What else does Mr. Zhou have to do?"

Zhou Simin sighed softly: "Zhou is just a disabled person. It is a blessing for Zhou to be able to be more beautiful than adults. If the adults insist on making friends, how could Zhou be ungrateful and keep him from thousands of miles away?"

Wu Zheng was stunned, "Mr. Zhou agreed to... make friends?"

"yes."

Wu Zheng was overjoyed. In Wu Zheng's heart, he really admired Zhou Simin.

In Wu Zheng's view, Zhou Simin has a natural...noble attitude, which makes people want to get close to him.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. What is important is that Wu Zheng believes that Zhou Simin is clean and his heart is clean.

Just because he was a soldier in the anti-Qing Dynasty, he gave him a century-old participant that he needed urgently. This was not a show, but an innate nature.

There are not many people who are clean in this world.

If you can meet it, it is a blessing.

"That's right, a man is a real man, spitting and nailing." Wu Zheng turned around and opened his arms, and hugged Zhou Simin again.

Xiaoman was so anxious that he shouted, "Young Master..."

Zhou Simin said calmly: "Brother Wu, wait."

Wu Zheng stopped, "So what's wrong?"

"A gentleman's friendship is as light as water. Brotherly affection is in his heart. If these common etiquettes can be avoided, please avoid it. Besides, if Zhou is injured, he cannot do this etiquette. I hope Brother Wu will forgive me."

Wu Zheng laughed awkwardly and said, "Brother Zhou is right, but I can't think about it carefully."

So, without hesitation, Wu Zheng said, "Well, let's go directly to the next step, and determine who is brother and who is brother."

Zhou Simin said: "Then there is no need. Zhou is willing to be his brother, so respect Brother Wu as his brother."

Wu Zheng shook his head repeatedly, "This is not possible, how can you play like this? Then let me talk first. I was born in the year of Gengwu. I was born in half the year, and I was two years old. This year, I will be seventeen. What about Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Simin was stunned and then replied: "I am the same year as Brother Wu."

Wu Zheng was slightly surprised, "Then the month of birth, I am December 23, the day when the Kitchen God Bodhisattva came to heaven to speak. Where is Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Simin looked at Wu Zheng in shock.

Xiaoman said anxiously from the side: "Young Master... I can't say anything."

Wu Zheng turned around and glared at Xiaoman, shouting, "Why are you everywhere? Do you still understand the rules?"

Zhou Simin calmed down his shock and ignored Xiaoman, but said to Wu Zheng: "It's a coincidence, I'm the same day as that."

Wu Zheng was a little surprised, but he was excited, "So, Brother Zhou and I were born on the same year, month and day? This is God's will. OK, let's talk about the time, I was born at You hour, I wonder if Brother Zhou is?"

Zhou Simin looked at Wu Zheng blankly and couldn't speak for a long time.

Wu Zheng looked at Zhou Simin's expression and was also stunned, "Could it be that Brother Zhou is also at this time?"

Zhou Simin nodded in a daze.

Wu Zheng was stunned. There is such a coincidence in this world? How can we distinguish who is brother and who is brother?

"I'm the second hour of You." Wu Zheng said anxiously.

Zhou Simin blurted out, "I am Sanshi."

"Huh!" Wu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and then felt very happy. "So, I am my brother, you are my brother, haha."

"My brother, call me brother to listen."

Xiaoman rolled his eyes at Wu Zheng, but Wu Zheng ignored it.

Zhou Simin blushed and was stunned for a while, "Big...Brother."

"Oh. Brother, after returning to Wuzhuang, if anyone dares to bully you, I will report my name to you."

Zhou Simin couldn't help but smile.

Xiaoman sneered: "It turns out that only when sir returns to Wuzhuang can he dare to show his name?"

Wu Zheng Da Khan, how much he said it was wrong.

He glared at Xiaoman, "If you talk more, you will sew your mouth up."

"Brother, you said you were from Jinling before, so I don't know where my uncle is?"

Zhou Simin's face froze and he had no answer.

Uncle Zheng stepped forward and responded: "The master is a minister of the Ministry of Rites."

Wu Zheng heard this and felt horrified. The Ministry of Rites was actually short of the fifth grade.

But he is much more intimidating than himself, a seventh-grade whistleman.

From the seventh-rank whistle officer, it is not a serious official.

There are also hundreds of households with more than a hundred people, and that family is a serious and sixth-rank officer.

However, Wu Zheng's sentry officer was a captain of the guard under the general.

It is said that it is from the seventh rank, but it is only useful in the army. It has the sphere of influence of the general and is not accepted by others, especially by civil servants.

This is related to the court system, and the recruitment system is a supplement to the military hoarding system.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the military hoarding system was destroyed and the military household garrisons were unable to participate in the war.

There was a recruitment system, and the difference between it and military hoarding was that the recruitment system was actually a temporary measure.

In other words, at the beginning of the implementation of the recruitment system, there was no intention to make it a normal example.

Therefore, the rank of the officer is not determined.

Even if it is a general, he has no qualities and no fixed personnel. Five thousand people can be generals, and fifty thousand people can also be generals.

This is like a garrison leader can be called commander, and a military district leader is also called commander.

Even the chief officer has no rank and no fixed personnel, so the governors below are even more so.

As for why the hundred households and sentry officials are almost 100 people, while the hundred households are sixth-rank officials, but the sentry officials are only in the seventh-rank official?

That's because a hundred households are not only a hundred people, but also a hundred households.

A household counts as five people, and a hundred households control six hundred people.

Another more important point is that the army under the recruitment system is raised by Xiao Niang.

Therefore, although Wu Zheng was a personal guard poster, his official title from the seventh rank was actually recognized only in the army or within the same system. When he arrived at the local area, it depends on whether others gave him face.

Wu Zheng asked, "Where is my uncle now?"

Zhou Simin looked sad.

Xiaoman and Uncle Zheng were also sad.

Wu Zheng woke up and asked a stupid question. If Zhou Simin's father was still alive, why would Zhou Simin go south to Hangzhou to seek marriage?

"Nanjing city is broken, and the master and his family have... died. If the young master hadn't... gone out, he would probably not be spared." Uncle Zheng said.

Wu apologized: "My brother, I am sorry, I would like to express my grief. The dead are gone, and the living are like this."

Zhou Simin's eyes were dim, "The dead are gone, and the living are like this. It's better to die than to live."

Wu Zheng was shocked by this words, "My brother said this is a bad thing. Living is hope. Although we are powerless to restore the Ming Dynasty, we can still fight against the Qing Dynasty. We are all young and kill one by one. One day, we will kill all the Tartars in the world."
Chapter completed!