The first day of November in the eighth year of Chongzhen
The news that the young master of Jubaozhai returned to Yangzhou City safely under the escort of the officers and soldiers of the Shandong Guards Station spread quickly. In a quiet deep house courtyard, a man about 20 years old was wearing a dress with dark green edging.
He wears a round-neck wide-sleeved slant-sleeved shirt, tall felt boots, and a square scarf on his head. He looks like a standard literati. He is Sun Xiyi, the owner of Bao Daxiang. Looking at it from the perspective of future generations
, Sun Xiyi looks very androgynous, with curved eyebrows and a small mouth. She looks like a handsome young man, but it is a pity that the gloomy look at the corners of her eyebrows from time to time ruins this beauty.
A housekeeper about fifty years old, dressed in a green cotton-padded jacket, purple-patterned cotton coat, white trousers, blue skirt, white socks, green cloth shoes, and a soap cloth towel, stood in front of Sun Xiyi with a frightened expression and a pale face.
A dark voice came out of Sun Xiyi's mouth: "You mean, Kong Lin and his batch of goods have entered Yangzhou City safely?"
"Yes, young master! A group of officers and soldiers from Shandong were also brought into the city with Kong Lin. The dozens of gangsters we sent out were all broken by those officers and soldiers and became disabled. As for those who were previously sent to follow Kong
The group of people who went to Qingzhou with Lin are still missing, and they are probably lost."
"Pah!" A loud slap sounded clearly, and the housekeeper's face immediately became red and swollen. Sun Xiyi's originally pretty face was completely deformed, and he roared and cursed: "They are all trash!
You're a bunch of trash, a bunch of people who can't even take care of a few little guys. They deserve to have their hand tendons broken. And you, you are also a trash, you can't even handle such a small thing, what's the use of me raising you!
"
As Sun Xiyi roared, his saliva splashed on the butler's face from time to time. The butler just lowered his head and quietly let Sun Xiyi vent his anger. Being familiar with the young master's temper, he knew that when the young master roars and scolds you, you must not
It's completely useless to talk back or try to reason with him. As long as you wait until he vents his anger, you'll be fine. On the other hand, if the young master doesn't scold you and just talks to you calmly, your end will never be good.
After a while, after Sun Xiyi had vented his anger, the housekeeper reported in a low voice: "Master, it's not that I didn't try my best, it's that the Kong family had officers and soldiers escorting them all the way. Even the waves of people we sent out didn't dare.
Take action, anyone who dares to take action against them will either have their hands and feet broken off and stay in the government office, or they will kill them."
Sun Xiyi snorted coldly: "Look, look, who are you looking for? I have already told those naughty gangsters to tease them. The big girl and the little wife are all good at it, but if you want to do something serious, just let them tease you."
Damn it, if you fail more than you succeed, you will fail."
After a pause, Sun Xiyi asked in a low voice: "Have you found out who the officers and soldiers who escorted Kong Lin back are?"
The housekeeper looked troubled and said: "Master, those officers and soldiers have just entered the city and are now living in the Confucius family compound. According to a slave of the Confucius family who was bribed by the old slave, those officers and soldiers are all garrison troops from the Lingshan Guards Station in Shandong.
I came to Yangzhou specifically to buy grain, and the leader was a member of the Baihu family named Pang Gang."
"Pang Gang!" Sun Xiyi read the name slowly, with a hint of resentment in his eyes, "Humph, if you dare to ruin this young master's important matter, I will remember you!"
At this time, Pang Gang didn't know that there was a person talking about him in Yangzhou City, but he probably wouldn't care even if he knew it. Who is afraid of whom these days? Besides, Comrade Pang Gang was sitting in the hole at this time.
In a hall in the family compound, people were eating and drinking in front of the delicacies placed in front of them.
It is worth mentioning that the Kong family held a grand welcome ceremony for Pang Gang, who had sent Kong Lin back safely. At the reception banquet in the evening, not only the current owner of Jubaozhai, but also Kong Lin’s father Kong Wen personally accompanied the Kong family.
The main male family members also attended the wedding banquet. This time Pang Gang escorted Kong Lin to bring back the red goods, which can be said to have brought the Jubaozhai back from the brink. The Kong family now put on such a posture to confront Pang.
It was reasonable to express my gratitude just now.
There was also a fire dragon laid under the floor of the Kong family's reception hall. The pipes laid from the kitchen all the way to the hall. The hot heating made the hall as warm as spring. At this time, Pang Gang had already taken off his cotton armor and put on his clothes.
I bought relatively thin casual autumn clothes.
Kong Wen, the head of the Kong family, is a thin middle-aged man in his forties. He always has a smile on his face, which makes people feel good at first glance. From his appearance, he looks more like a scribe than a scholar.
Merchant.
Kong Wen smiled and raised his glass and said to Pang Gang: "Master Pangda, the dog's safe return is all thanks to your escort. You are our great benefactor to Jubaozhai. Come! Please drink this glass to the full!"
"cheers!"
"cheers!"
Everyone at the table also picked up their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp. Pang Gang put down his wine glasses and said to Kong Wen: "Master Kong, you must also know that I am here to buy grain, and the date is also.
It's very tight, you are a local snake in Yangzhou City, so I need a lot of help!"
Kong Wen smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Panda. Just leave the food purchase to Quanzi. The aging of several thousand dan of food is probably not a big problem."
Pang Gang was relieved after hearing what Kong Wen said. The Kong family has been a local gangster in Yangzhou for several generations. There will definitely be no problem in leaving the food purchase to him.
"Well, that's good. I have to rush back to the guard station after purchasing food, so I hope the Master of the Kong family can handle it as soon as possible."
Kong Wen laughed and said, "Don't worry, Panda. Although my Kong family can't say that we have great powers, we can still help people buy some food. Don't worry, let's enjoy the singing and dancing now."
After finishing speaking, Kong Wen gave a hint to a servant who was waiting next to him. The servant clapped his hands and made a loud "papa" sound, and then three or four musicians and a group of singers came quickly.
Arrived in the hall.
After the musicians finished sitting down, bursts of melodious music suddenly started playing. Amidst the melodious music, dozens of singers danced in the center of the hall, waving their long sleeves, and bursts of fragrance poured into everyone's noses from time to time. In addition,
These singers were very thinly dressed, and from time to time they exposed pieces of white skin and fragrant buttocks in their graceful dances. Although Pang Gang had no knowledge of music, he could still distinguish the beauty and ugliness of women.
Pang Gang observed that all of these women were of good looks and were around twenty-eight years old. It was really difficult for the Kong family. He didn't know where they invited them from. Their quality was really good.
Pang Gang quietly asked Kong Lin beside him: "Kong Shaodong's family, where did you invite these singers? They are really good."
Kong Lin smiled, "I wasn't invited here, I raised it myself!"
"Uh, raise it yourself?"
Now Pang Gang finally has a general understanding of the luxury of wealthy people in ancient times. In the words of later generations, the concept of buying tickets to watch an opera performance by a song and dance troupe is absolutely different from the concept of raising a song and dance troupe at home.
Yes, the former can only show that you like this tone, and the latter is a reflection of your strength. At this time, Pang just remembered that when he read "History of the Ming Dynasty" before, it was said that among the wealthy people in the south of the Yangtze River in the Ming Dynasty, almost every family raised a child.
She is a singing girl. When the host entertains guests, she sings and dances to entertain the guests, and even goes to bed. In the past, Pang Gang only read it as a story, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes now.
"Damn it, can you be more cynical?" Comrade Pang Gang was full of guilt at this moment.
Kong Lin smiled slightly and whispered in Pang Gang's ear: "These singers were raised by our Kong family since childhood. They have been trained well. If you like any of them, please tell the common people. The common people will be here tonight."
Arrange for them to go to the adult's room to sleep."
"Uh, let's go to bed!"
When he heard this sentence, Pang Gang started to sway, and a burst of blood rushed to his head, "Sleeping! This is such a beautiful and exciting word!"
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