Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Looking at the steward running away, Zhang Xingwang didn't know whether this medicine could cure his old cold legs. The steward had just talked to him about the pigeon market for a long time. The people behind the Third Master and the stories of the two brothers when they were young.

It turns out that the two old brothers were able to open this pigeon market with official approval, and the Third Master did have supporters behind him, including many old acquaintances in the government and in the team.

This starts with the brothers' past. They were both martial artists and had a lot of temper. When they were young, they watched the city fall with nothing in their hands. After all, they believed in fists, so they didn't have much of a reaction to joining the army and holding guns.

Later, the two of them became indignant and targeted the shameless and nagging "New Ming Society". There was no good person in it, and this organization often went to villages and countryside to talk nonsense.

The two elder brothers and two childhood friends in the yard would play the disappearance trick with them, holding knives and shooting. They would often make the lackeys who were out wandering around disappear inexplicably.

Although San Ye's martial arts skills were average, he was very skilled in using dual swords. He could cut an apple into four pieces if he threw it. During his peak period, he had two accounts, the large-sized Knife San and the small-sized Turtle San.

Later, they met some true patriots by chance, and then they got two rifles and a box. From then on, the two brothers became more and more aggressive.

However, the Third Master had never used a gun and only believed in the knife in his hand. The manager had some talent in shooting, but the two brothers who were with him later could not escape the pursuit and were caught.

Then they were publicly executed by the henchmen of "Yan Qing", and their families were also persecuted. After escaping, the two brothers decided to join forces to avenge their brother with the information provided by patriots, and were ready to die together. The two brothers divided the work, the third master attracted the other party to stop, and the steward with good marksmanship and patriots ambushed together.

In order to get the other party to stop, San Ye gritted his teeth and made a gesture of going to a meeting alone, blocking the way and preparing to die, but he was beaten up by the other party and then captured alive. He even had his arms removed, preparing to take him back for a confession.

Thanks to the time that the Third Master bought with his own life, the people in charge and the patriots seized the opportunity and kept all the other group members.

For this purpose, the manager lay in ambush in the snow for a day and a night without food or water, and with his last bit of strength he shot the lackey, sending him to meet the King of Hell early.

When I was about to get up, I found that my legs were numb from the cold because I didn't have any cotton pants. Chronic rash and nagging around in everyone they met were also problems left over from the ambush. In the end, I only saved six and a half toes.

After that, due to health reasons, the two brothers never participated in direct struggles, and generally just provided information or provided cover.

As for San Ye, he developed a habit of posing after his bones were fixed, and his arms became weak and he could no longer wield two swords. Eventually, his big account Dao San was forced to go offline, leaving only Gui San's small account. Since then, he has become more obsessed with martial arts novels, and even his speech has gradually started to deviate...

Later, they found that most of the patriotic people they knew had been organized into government offices and military units, so the two brothers set up a market to barely make a living...

After learning about this, Zhang Xingwang also had some admiration for the two brothers, but he felt that the Third Master’s bad habit of speaking in a pretentious manner was something he could never change.

I am very moved that many people in this era can take life and death lightly and refuse temptation. Unlike many people in later generations who are sophisticated egoists.

For example, Xu Damao, from the perspective of later generations, can only be considered a bad guy. It is estimated that there will be people who can overturn his verdict and argue that he is a good person:

The most he did was cheat on his wife, then had an affair with an unmarried girl and had a relationship beyond friendship, and then was ready to abandon her. At most, he was a scumbag.

As for the fact that he led people to confiscate people's homes in order to get promoted when the wind started, it is understandable. After all, in order to get to the top, it is normal that the first pot of gold is a little bit tricky. If he donates some money later, he is still a good comrade.

Uh... it seems like he even pissed off his own father to death, but that's just a moral issue. After all, it doesn't touch the law. After all, there are always people who are worse than him, not to mention those who break the law and get punished.

But in this era, his character and behavior are out of tune with the people around him. He is a complete villain, perhaps even worse than Yan Bugui.

When it comes to making friends, would you choose Xu Damao or Sha Zhu? Zhang Xingwang feels that it is more reliable to practice iron crotch skills and eloquence, and then make friends with Sha Zhu. At least you don't have to worry about him plotting against you behind your back.

As for Xu Damao, you have to get along with him, but just as an acquaintance. If you don't have much of a relationship with him, he might plot against you with a clear conscience. After all, the goal is to get away with it, and you don't want to create a lot of trouble.

But as for the social etiquette, orphan Zhang Xingwang feels that he has some personal insights. The warmth and coldness of human relationships he has experienced since childhood in his later life tells him that, to put it simply, it is like a friend you haven't contacted for a long time inviting you to dinner. If you pay AA, it will feel awkward, but if you treat the friend, you will feel uncomfortable too. You have to think about what benefits it will bring to you and whether it is worthwhile.

Most likely, you will think of letting him treat you first, and then you will treat him back when there is a chance, mainly playing a passive role, but such a relationship is obviously not very good, and can only be maintained.

If he eats your meals several times in a row, there is no doubt that your relationship has faded. Not to mention that such a friend will definitely not think of you when something good happens, let alone expect you to help him when he is in trouble.

If someone extends an olive branch first, then there is no doubt that the relationship will be established quickly, but there is a high probability that they will not think of you when good things happen, and they will not kick you when you are in trouble.

Zhang Xingwang still heard that most people were pulled ashore by their parents and blood relatives. As for the friends who pulled you ashore for no benefit, except those who had too much vested interests in the relationship, they were rare and had hardly heard of many.

As for being cheated by friends, there are too many to count, and they don’t even count as news. Ten years ago, being cheated by relatives was news, but now it seems to be nothing new.

If you were to offer a benefit to cheat your friend, there is still a slight difference in the probability that different generations would agree.

When he was about to leave, a young man chased after the steward and stopped him and whispered a few words to him. Then the steward put away the medicine and came over to Zhang Xingwang with a smile and said:

"Since Third Master saw your craftsmanship, he asked me to ask you if you need any hidden weapons. I have just found someone who can make them. I can customize whatever you want."

Finally, Zhang Xingwang customized some "hidden weapons", put down twenty yuan and left with satisfaction, leaving behind the manager who was scratching his head while muttering "large slingshot".