Pi San was carrying a package and looked like he was going on a long trip. Pan Ming asked politely.
Pi San sighed softly, "You and I are neither masters nor disciples. If I stay here any longer, in the eyes of others, I will just eat and drink. It's better to just leave."
Pan Ming was a little helpless, "Sir, you are worrying too much."
Pi San smiled: "Let's not talk about this anymore. During these days, I am very grateful to the young master for taking me in. The common people have nothing to repay. I only set up a banquet in Quejing Tower. I should practice my power for the common people. I hope the young master will remember it."
For the sake of having a master-disciple relationship with the grassroots, I must come."
"This... Sir invites me, so I should go. But today is the day when the master will perform acupuncture on my father. Going at this time would be a loss of filial piety, so why not..."
Before he finished speaking, Pi San waved his hand and smiled reluctantly, "It seems that the fate between the common people and the young master has ended.
It's a pity that the common people searched hard and found a man from Wuxian County, Huaizhou. They wanted to introduce him to the young master, but since the young master is inconvenienced, the common people will set off now."
"A person from Wuxian County, Huaizhou?" Pan Minglue was surprised, and his hand unconsciously pinched the collar around his heart.
Pi San lost his mind and said: "The common people traveled all the way to invite this man from Huaizhou. They wanted to give the young master a surprise, but the common people were entangled with trivial matters and had to leave, so they set up this banquet before leaving.
If the young master really doesn’t want to go, then he can only wait until later. In the future, there will be..."
"I'll go, I'll go." Pan Ming said eagerly: "Leave now?"
Pi San pointed to his package, indicating that he could leave immediately. Pan Mingsui left a message with his servants, then went to report to Pan Chenggui, saying that he had something important to go out, and then he and Pi San left the county governor's house.
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Quejing Tower is not far from the Sheriff's Mansion. Pi San suggested walking there, and Pan Ming agreed.
The two of them walked to the Magpie Bridge. The river was gurgling under the bridge. This was the river in the inner city and connected to the outside of the moat. As for Quejing Tower, they crossed the bridge and walked one street further.
People were coming and going on the bridge, and the two people got on the bridge. Unexpectedly, as soon as they reached the center of the bridge, there was a burst of noise from behind. Some people shouted "get out of the way" and others shouted "don't run".
Pan Ming looked back and before he could figure out what was going on, he was hit by a group of about ten people. This group of people didn't care if there was someone in front of them blocking the road. They would hit and push anyone they saw. Pan Ming was pushed by a group of people.
He was pushed and pushed around, but in the end someone gave him a hard push. He leaned up and fell into the river.
There was a "plop" sound, and then someone on the shore exclaimed, "Someone fell into the water."
Pan Ming was not good at water and kept struggling in the water, shouting for help and jumping at the same time. Pi San on the shore blushed with anxiety and begged someone to save him quickly. He also said that the person who fell into the water was the young master of the county guard.
A woman came over with a bamboo pole and handed it to Pan Ming's hand. She said with a smile, "Young Master, the water is not deep. Stand up and try."
Pan Ming was originally frightened. When he saw the bamboo pole, he grabbed it. Hearing what the woman said, he tried to step on it. Hey, it was indeed not deep. When he stood up, the river water only reached his chest.
He wiped the water from his face in embarrassment, then walked along the bamboo pole to the shore, and was pulled ashore by Pi San.
Because he was too panicked before, he didn't feel the coldness of the river. Now that he was on the shore, his teeth were chattering from the cold. Pi San quickly took off his cotton coat and put it on Pan Ming, and then advised:
"Go back and change your clothes. It's so cold, so this won't do."
Pan Ming was soaked from head to toe. He really couldn't go to Quejing Tower anymore. He could only wait for Pi San to call a carriage and the two of them went back to the house again.
He had only been out for two-quarters of an hour, but when he came back he was in a mess. Pan Ming was afraid that Pan Chenggui would scold him, so he quietly returned to his yard.
He was about to change his clothes before going out, but Pi San said that he had already sent a message to Quejing Tower, saying that the time had been changed to noon. There was plenty of time now, but Pan Ming was very cold, so he simply asked the servants to leave.
Prepare hot water for a bath.
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In the woodshed in the backyard of the Sheriff's Mansion, Zhao Qian was rounding his ax and working hard to chop firewood, when he suddenly heard a voice calling from behind him: "Wood chopper, come here."
Zhao Qian turned around and saw that he was an unknown person. He looked like a steward of the house. He looked puzzled, put down his ax and walked forward.
"Young Master has fallen into the water. We are in urgent need of firewood right now. Please follow me and deliver two bundles of firewood to Young Master's yard."
Zhao Qian looked worried. The young master was kind to him. If something happened, he would feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"How is the young master?" he asked with concern. But the visitor did not reply to him, but just urged him to send firewood quickly.
Originally, people from each courtyard came to fetch the firewood, and Zhao Qian was only responsible for chopping it. However, the young master was kind to him and only gave him two bundles of firewood.
He gave an explanation and then followed the others.
When he came to Pan Ming's courtyard, he didn't see any maids or servants serving him. Zhao Qian was confused and took the firewood to the kitchen. Although he wanted to see Pan Ming's condition, he also knew his identity, so he put away the firewood.
About to leave.
But when he was about to go back, the man who asked him to carry firewood asked him to add a bucket of hot water to the young master. Zhao Qian secretly agreed, and quickly went to the kitchen to pick up a bucket of hot water and delivered it to Pan Ming.
Inside the room.
Pan Ming was soaking in the bath. Zhao Qian took a closer look and saw that he was fine. He breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing. After pouring the hot water, he left.
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However, it was said that after Zhufeng was stopped by a group of people at the entrance of an alley, he made a quick decision and sneaked back home because of the wind blowing from his feet.
When he was about to finish explaining the cause and effect of the incident, there was a loud shouting and yelling at the door of the courtyard, which actually reached the door of his house.
Wen Ya couldn't help but say something. She picked up her sword and was about to go out, but was stopped by Qing Yu. "Suppressing him with force at this time will be counterproductive."
She said this to the four of them and then asked Wen Ya to open the door.
At the entrance of the courtyard, there were men such as Baldhead and Zhang Er, each holding a hoe or a broom, blocking the entrance of the courtyard and blocking those who wanted to enter the courtyard.
The Qingyu family has made every household in Gushu Hutong live a good life. For such a great benefactor, Gushu Hutong naturally needs to be maintained.
The troublemaker shouted: "Do you want to get out of the way? If you don't, we will take action."
The bald man was tyrannical, holding up the wooden stick that he had used to fight Wen Ya, and smashed it on the ground, making a hole. "Come on, whoever dares to step forward, my stick will fall on him."
Zhang Er stood side by side with him, holding the hoe in his hand in front of him, "This is the home of the God of Wealth. How can I allow you to act so recklessly without fear of retribution?"
"The God of Wealth? What kind of God of Wealth is this? You have all been deceived. They are basically ungrateful. In order to deceive everyone into believing in them, they deliberately set up a trap to harm us."
"When you come out, you know how to hide in the house and act like a coward, so you won't be afraid when you do bad things."
"That's right, liar, get out. You harmful people, get out if you can."
Zhang Er was furious and said, "You are telling me that we were the first to come to the God of Wealth's house to tell fortunes. Now every family is living a good life. Aren't you also famous? If you are lying, how can we get any good things from you?"
Someone yelled and cursed: "You are all colluding and deliberately putting on a show for us just to trick us into coming."
These words made the men in Gushu Alley laugh angrily. Others didn't know it, but they themselves knew there was some collusion. They even stole the God of Wealth's house in the first place.
But they not only ignored their past grudges, but also allowed them to live a good life. If they don't know how to be grateful, then they really are not human beings.
"Just saying this to you, I know you are here to deliberately cause trouble. I dare to slap my chest and swear to God that there is nothing like what you said." Someone swore in the sky to retort.
As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door behind him opened with a bang. Wen Ya stood up and looked at the tightly blocked front with a stern face.