As one of Nie Huimo's most valued advisors, Xin Shun was strong in everything, but his physical strength was weak. After staying up for several nights, Xin Shun had two conspicuous black bags under his eyes.
"General." Xin Shun bowed respectfully.
"Have you given up, sir?" Nie Huimo said while looking at the book.
"No," Xin Shun said, "I'm still going tonight."
Nie Huimo turned to look at him and nodded: "Go and rest."
Xin Shun resigned.
Not long after he left, Nie Huimo finally closed the book.
The Ning'an Building where Zhao Ning is located is still busy with cars and people, and there are people and horses running fast all day long.
Zhao Ning rarely takes care of things anymore, and the several big shopkeepers she trained can all take charge of their own affairs.
The business is getting bigger and bigger, and many warlords are paying more and more attention to it. However, this place is Hengxiang, a place with a fragrance of books through the ages. After Dongping Academy moved here in the Gengyin year, this place has not been disturbed by any war, regardless of Tian Da.
Neither Yao nor Song Zhiyi dared to do this.
The Xuanwu Army massacred Qingshan Academy in the capital, killed all the students and literati in several long streets, destroyed private schools and demolished colleges, and even did not spare the writers. This move completely angered the literati and scholars all over the world.
After Li Ju abandoned his capital and went to Hejing, some literati denounced this. In addition, the injustice of the Dingguo government was made public. Therefore, in the past few years, Li Ju had a bad reputation outside Dongqian, and everyone scolded him for his immorality and denounced him.
He burned his ancestors and barbarians, harmed and tortured the people, was devoid of virtue and incompetence, and was a thief of the country.
Li Jue lost all the people's hearts and lost his reputation. All emperors are divinely appointed by heaven, and the nature of saints cannot be named. It is difficult for people to believe in the principles of these poems and books. The so-called collapse of rituals and music begins from above.
As for Tian Dayao, Song Zhiyi, or other uprising princes and warlords, they all need capable advisers at this time to use themselves, and they must not dare to offend these scholars.
Therefore, Dongping Academy moved into Hengxiang, which made Hengxiang a holy place for poetry and calligraphy in troubled times.
Zhao Ning was extremely smart and settled in Hengxiang with Dongping Academy. He donated a large amount of money to Dongping Academy every year, gaining both fame and fortune.
Several more luxurious carriages came and stopped in front of Ning'an Tower, and businessmen in expensive clothes got out of the carriages.
Several young men ran out from the other side of the gate of Ning'an Building, shouting to take care of the carriages and sedan chairs and park them aside.
The merchants' coachmen and entourage were naturally accommodating. Suddenly they saw the ugliest of the boys, who was tall but severely lame, and couldn't help but look more suspiciously.
Gu Yihun didn't care. He grinned back at people with his yellow teeth. His mouth was good at talking, and he shouted "Master" and "Brother" frequently.
But his appearance is really not pleasing to the eye.
After parking the carriage, everyone went back to the front of the lobby. At this time, they saw a young lady with delicate skin and tender flesh standing anxiously not far from the door, looking eagerly at the open space beside the side door, as if waiting for someone.
Her skin texture and temperament look like she was raised by a wealthy family, but her clothes are too poor.
While everyone was looking around casually, the lame and ugly boy followed him out. As soon as the young lady saw him, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Where's the money? If you hide from me for a few days, give it to me!"
Gu Yi had a flattering smile on his face, but immediately stopped it when he saw her. He quickly walked over and pushed her: "You didn't see me working, so go home!"
The young lady was pushed and staggered, and shouted angrily: "You sold all my jewelry and used it for gambling, and you didn't even give me a penny of what you lost! You didn't even give me the wages I received a few days ago. You knew I was three months pregnant."
, are you going to starve me to death!"
The coachman and his entourage stopped, you looked at me, I looked at you, it was unbelievable that they were a couple living their daily lives.
At this time, Steward Chu came back from Dongting Street with a few account books. When he got off the carriage and saw this, Steward Chu didn't say anything and walked towards the inside.
But when the young lady saw him, years of grievances rushed into her heart, and she rushed forward again regardless of it: "Manager Chu! You make the decision for me!!"
Manager Chu didn't stop, and the little lady grabbed his arm: "Manager Chu, please help me!"
"Zaichun, what are you doing!" The big man next to Manager Chu immediately pushed her away.
Manager Chu gave her a cold look and patted the clothes she had scratched, as if they were dirty things.
"Manager Chu!" Zai Chun cried loudly, "Help me!"
"You bitch have embarrassed me so much!!" Gu Yi rushed over and pulled her up, "Go back here!"
Zai Chun was still crying, calling Manager Chu and the eldest lady one after another.
Although the shops in the surrounding neighborhoods are used to seeing this scene, they still stick their heads out and look around.
The merchants' entourage and coachmen also gathered around to watch the fun.
I saw this ugly lame man dragging the little lady away. When he was far away, he started to beat her at the corner of the alley.
The young lady raised her hands to resist, but although the opponent was lame, he was tall and had different natural strength between men and women. He was no match for her, and she was beaten even more viciously.
Before leaving, Gu Yi pointed at Zai Chun, who was in the corner with a bruised nose and swollen face and messy temples, and said angrily: "If you make trouble at the door like this again and cause me to lose my job, I will fucking cut the seeds out of your stomach and cook them alive.
For you to eat!"
Zai Chun was trembling all over, covering his face that was swollen from being slapped and looking up at him.
"Get out!" Gu Yi cursed.
There were still many people nearby watching, pointing, and muttering softly.
Zai Chun wiped away her tears, climbed up holding on to the corner of the wall, and walked away lamely.
A young boy not far away watched the whole process. His eyes fell on Zai Chun's face, and he felt very familiar.
After thinking about it, the boy turned around and left, running to the Guiyuan Inn in the distance and entering through the back door.
Cai Pengyi stayed up all night, and not long after he fell asleep, the boy went over and pushed him awake.
This was Cai Pengyi's personal order. Whenever he discovers something, he should be informed as soon as possible.
His life was at stake now. Although Nie Huimo didn't say anything, this man was too deep. Cai Pengyi knew that Nie Huimo could move his fingers with an expressionless face and his head would fall to the ground.
"Zaichun?" Cai Pengyi recalled the name, "It sounds familiar."
"Uncle, I'm sure she left Huzhou with Zhao Ning that year," the boy said. "I've met her several times before, in the backyard."
Cai Pengyi nodded, thought for a moment, and whispered in the boy's ear, asking him not to make any public announcement about it and to go around and find out why Zai Chun was living like this.
The boy responded, turned around and left.
When he came out, he ran into Nie Huimo, who was dressed in black. The man was tall and built a strong physique from many years of marching and fighting. He was standing by the window with his hands behind his back, looking out of the window with a pair of bottomless eyes.
The boy swallowed his saliva and shouted as he passed by: "I've seen the general."
"Don't do anything," Nie Huimo said quietly without looking back, looking outside, "Be calm."
The boy stuttered and looked at him blankly, not understanding what he was referring to.
