Sure enough, there was thunder, but no rain fell. The sky gradually darkened, and two horses galloped from the front.
The old servant looked at the two people and said a few words to the steward headed by the Zhou family, and then the steward turned the horse's head and headed towards Cheng Jiaoniang's carriage.
"Madam, because the weather is bad, the inn ahead is already full. There are no rooms and the floors are all full." Manager Cao said.
The car curtain was opened.
"Since there is no room, let's keep walking." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Manager Cao responded and passed on the order without the slightest doubt.
It's always been like this...
The old servant looked intently at Manager Cao in front of him, and then his eyes fell on Cheng Jiaoniang's carriage.
It has always been like this, everything is decided by this lady.
For example, when they left Beijing this time and said they wanted to take this lady back with them, it was just a test. They originally thought that the Zhou family would either hold this idiot and not let him go, or they could not wait to send him away, but the result was neither.
It seems that the Zhou family cannot decide whether to leave or not.
He suddenly thought of the cry of the man in the courtyard that he heard while standing outside Cheng Jiaoniang's door that day.
I didn’t think much of it at the time, but now I think back on it. At that time, Mr. Zhou was the only man in Cheng Jiaoniang’s courtyard...
Master Zhou is crying to this little lady?
The old servant felt that he might have thought of such an unbelievable thing because he was out of his mind.
But if not, how to explain it?
Looking at the attitude of these servants of the Zhou family towards Mrs. Cheng along the way, you can understand the attitude of the Zhou family towards Mrs. Cheng.
Care and closeness are not quite appropriate, to be precise, they are reverent.
It's okay to love, protect, and care for your niece, but where does this respect come from?
There was also the Princess Qin family who came to see her off, and the crowds of people on the street during the Lantern Festival that day. Maybe it was not because of the Zhou family. On the contrary, it was possible that the Zhou family got the chance to be on the street because of her.
of places…..
Because of her?!
A flash of light exploded in the old servant's mind, and he suddenly became stiff.
Could it be...that it's her?
He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab a nearby Zhou family attendant.
"Your family..." he said.
Before he finished speaking, someone shouted loudly over his voice.
"What?"
After hearing the message from the people next to the car that they should continue moving forward, Wang Shiqilang opened the curtain of the car and asked with a glare.
"Still on the way? Didn't we talk about reaching the inn?"
"My lord, the inn in front of us is full and we can't accommodate you." The follower of the Zhou family said, his attitude was not very respectful, but rather contemptuous.
This young master chattered all the way, picking out food and clothes. He walked too fast because his body ached because of his bumps. When he walked slowly, he didn't want to sleep in the open air. They all had the illusion that their wife was a man. The young master of the Wang family who was escorting him
She is a delicate little lady...
Sure enough, as soon as he said this, the young lady from the Wang family immediately raised her voice and screamed.
"Can't you live in it? How come you can't live in it? If you have money, how can you not live in the inn?" He shouted, "It's so poor! Throw the money over, and there are many people who are willing to take the money and give up their rooms. Master, I just have it.
Money! Young Master, I just have money to buy something comfortable! Young Master, I didn’t ask you to pay for it, why are you pretending to be poor!”
When he said this, he patted the car and called the old servant repeatedly.
"Take money, take money, go and book the whole inn for me!"
The old servant looked a little embarrassed.
"Sir, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully..." he advised in a low voice.
"What else can you say? What is there to say?" Wang Shiqilang shouted, leaning forward in the car and standing up, pointing forward, "Stop, stop."
Although the entire convoy looked at Wang Qishilang, the march did not stop. The driver of Cheng Jiaoniang's carriage simply turned a deaf ear.
"It's so noisy." Cheng Jiaoniang said, putting down the book in her hand, "Stop it."
Banqin hurriedly raised the curtain and said something, and the driver stopped his horse.
"Master Wang, what are you going to do?" Banqin asked as he got out of the car.
"I'm going to stay at the inn ahead." Wang Shiqilang said, "The weather is getting bad and it's going to be dark again. Can I find a place to stay if I continue my journey?"
"It won't rain." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at him and smiling, "You can live in the wild."
Live in the wilderness?
"Are you crazy? If you can't live anywhere, you have to live in the wild! You are such a fool!" Wang Shiqilang shouted, "I don't want to sleep in the wild and be eaten by a wolf!"
"Why waste words? Besides, sometimes, humans are much scarier than wolves." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Or just say you are a girl! You are too lazy to stand up when something happens!
Wang Qishilang sighed.
"What do you know! I have the final say." He shouted, "I will live in the inn! If you don't listen, go away by yourself."
If he had known that it would be so troublesome to take this woman on the road, he would never have taken her with him!
When these words came out, the old servant's heart couldn't help but beat a few times.
However, the woman in front of him did not urge the horse forward.
"Since we said we would go together, how could we not keep our word?" Cheng Jiaoniang looked at Wang Qilang and said.
Ouch, Ouch, is this a plea? Is this an excuse to suppress him?
If you promise to take her home, you can't regret leaving her, right?
This is the only bad thing about the picturesque beauty. Her words of supplication are also so rigid. This sentence should be said with tears.
"Forget it this time, if you continue to be disobedient and make your own decisions, don't blame me for being rude!" Wang Shiqilang said with a snort.
He raised his eyes to look at the way Manager Cao of the Zhou family looked at him.
"What are you looking at?" he shouted angrily.
What a look! So weird!
Manager Cao smiled and looked away.
"Also, how can a woman walk all the way in the front and still make her own decisions along the way." Wang Qilang continued, "Go to the back, I will walk in front."
After he finished speaking, he urged his carriage and indeed passed Cheng Jiaoniang to the front.
Banqin looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"What a big deal." Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and said, motioning for her to come up.
Banqin smiled and got into the car.
The old servant was a little embarrassed and hurriedly led the Wang family to catch up.
"Can you lead the way from the front?"
He heard a Zhou family attendant chuckle softly.
"These two idiots are so funny!"
"My wife is so spoiled by him!"
These words were really unbearable. The old servant turned around and glared at the follower with a hint of warning.
The follower stared back without showing any signs of weakness.
The men and horses moved forward and staggered.
The convoy continued to move forward.
The old servant suddenly sighed.
"We should really hire some escorts ourselves." He said, "This way we won't be afraid of being left behind..."
The attendant next to him made a sound and turned his head to look at the old servant in confusion.
"Master Gu, who was left behind by whom?" he asked in surprise.
The old servant looked at him without saying a word.
"Let me tell you, madam, you are so polite." Manager Cao said, curling his lips, "This kind of thing..."
He blurted out, and then thought that this thing was Cheng Jiaoniang's fiancé. It was said that she recognized it herself. If someone scolded someone's fiancé for something, wouldn't he also scold her?
Manager Cao coughed twice, a trace of panic flashed across his face.
You really don’t have a long memory. In front of this lady, talk less and be more obedient. Just do whatever you are told! No need to talk too much!
"...This kind of inn is easy to talk about. I'll go there first and take care of it." He said hurriedly.
Hearing Cheng Jiaoniang's hum in the car, she hurriedly patted her horse and drove forward.
"Madam, you have such a good temper now." Banqin said with a smile.
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at her.
"Was I bad before?" she asked with a smile.
In the past, how the Cheng family treated her, how the Zhou family treated her, how Liu Lang acted up and made trouble... The lady didn't always take it lightly.
When the prince of the Wang family talks about it, it's really not a big deal.
Banqin smiled sheepishly.
Maybe it's been a long time since anyone dared to treat a lady like this, and I'm really not used to having such a person appear suddenly.
"You are disgusted and angry with him because you have expectations." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You think he should be like this and not like this, but why should everyone in the world be so kind to you?"
Banqin nodded blankly.
Yes, she just thinks that Wang Shiqilang should have a better attitude towards his wife... But why should she have a good attitude towards her?
The prince and his wife are distant relatives, nothing more than an unconcluded marriage contract. Compared with the Zhou Cheng family, he doesn't owe or deserve anything from them...
"On the contrary, other people's malice is normal in this world, so don't think about how others treat you like this, just get used to it. What does it matter if others like me or not?" Cheng Jiaoniang said, picking up the
The scrolls on several cases "will not hinder me."
If it's in the way, then let's talk about it separately.
Banqin smiled and nodded.
"My lady understands very well," she said.
Cheng Jiaoniang's hand holding the book paused.
"If you want to understand clearly, it was all bought with blood and tears." She whispered to herself in a low voice.
Although I still can't remember what happened to me, it was definitely not a good thing.
Those corpses with blood and tears seen in dreams...
Forgot, it’s pretty good…
"Madam, have a drink of water."
Banqin said, handing over the water bowl, interrupting her trance.
Cheng Jiaoniang took it and drank it slowly.
After walking a short distance, we arrived at the inn.
This is a small inn. Because the weather was gloomy and there were constant thunders today, many people stopped here for fear of rain. At this time, the inn was so crowded that no one could move in the hall, not to mention the sleeping room.
"We have money, let them give up the room..." Wang Shiqilang said with his hands on his hips, causing people around him to look around.
The old servant hurriedly signaled him to leave it alone and ran to find Yi Cheng.
As a result, although money is useful in the post station, it is not the most useful. The most useful thing here is the official title. With the official title, one can live in a house without money. Sometimes, with money but no official title, you can't even get a single room.
Soon the old servant came back with his head lowered.
"There is a Datong shop where you can get out," he said.
Datongpu? Not even the servants of the Wang family live there!
Wang Qishilang stared.
"Then it's gone. It cost a lot of money to get ten people to come out," the old servant said.
While they were murmuring, Cheng Jiaoniang had already asked people to set up a tent outside the inn. This made Wang Qilang very embarrassed and had to ask people to clean up Datong Shop.
"Stop it, there's a room to sleep in." He came over and said.
Cheng Jiaoniang was sitting on the carriage, looking at Banqin doing something unknown with the clay stove. The aroma spread with the wind.
"I can't sleep in that kind of house," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
How dare you show your temper! Wang Qilang glared.
"I'm not used to sleeping in a house, so I'm used to sleeping in a tent in the wild?" he asked.
"Yes." Cheng Jiaoniang nodded, "My tent is very good."
Wang Shiqilang looked over there. He thought it was Cheng Jiaoniang's car carrying special gifts from the capital. It was being opened by the Zhou family's entourage and began to unload one thing after another...
Felt mats, tables, tabletops, smokers, lamps...
Lift down a four-legged low bed….
A curtain…
A food bed…
This is not over yet, another screen has been lifted...
screen!
What a joke!
"Did you move your entire belongings here?" he shouted with a glare, "Did you plan to live in a tent all the way from the beginning?"
"No, it's just a habit." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
It's really just a habit.
Not to mention this time, when they stumbled out of Bingzhou Taoist Temple without a penny, the lady had never been wronged in terms of food, drink, housing and transportation.
A woman can tolerate bad and bad situations, but she will never give in when she has the ability.
"Madam, let's have some snacks." Banqin said, holding a small plate.
The browned dumplings on the white porcelain plate are particularly tempting.
Cheng Jiaoniang took it.
"I'm tired and need to eat something. Please forgive me, sir," she said, bowing and apologizing.
Wang Qishilang snorted.
You have to be so prude when you want to eat!
"Wait and let them prepare the meal." He said, turning around and complaining, "Taking a woman out is troublesome!"
Seeing Wang Shiqilang turning around and striding away, Manager Cao who stood aside and dared not say anything couldn't help but cursed a fool in his heart.
"Madam, should we wait for Mr. Wang's arrangements or..." he asked respectfully.
"The cook here can't do it," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Then go to the kitchen and buy some meat and vegetables." Manager Cao immediately answered.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
Manager Cao ordered his followers to set up a fire and bury the pot, and then drove several of his followers into the backyard kitchen with the money.
Over there, Wang Qilang walked into the hall and jumped out again after a moment. Not to mention going in and guarding the table to eat, he couldn't even stand in.
In particular, there were many people on their way inside, including old, weak, women and children squatting together, which gave off an unpleasant smell.
Wang Shiliang covered his nose and resigned helplessly.
"Sir, there are so many people. The inn said that the kitchen can't prepare anything else, only steamed cakes and pickled vegetables." The old servant came over and whispered.
This undoubtedly made matters worse, and Wang Shiqilang suddenly jumped into rage.
With no place to live, no food to eat, isn't that a joke to that woman!
"Give them money, give them money..." he shouted, and mid-sentence, someone coughed behind him.
"This young master."
Wang Shiqilang turned around, and the old servant also turned around and saw four or five men standing behind him. One man, about forty years old, looked friendly, while the other four were all dressed as soldiers and had a dusty look on their faces.
Pupu, speaks with a Beijing accent.
"What are you doing?" Wang Shiqilang asked.
"I heard that you also have a Datong shop?" the leader asked.
"No amount of money will be given!" Wang Shiqilang flatly refused. Are you kidding me? Do you think he is a beggar who has never seen money?
"We have official titles." The man said with a slight smile.
Official title?
Wang Qishilang didn't care what that thing was. Fortunately, the old servant held him down in time to avoid spitting in the man's face.
"Master, since you have the official title, you can live in a better room." The old servant said with a smile, "Why bother us? It's not easy even when we are away from home."
As he spoke, he took out a handful of money and gave it to the man.
The man smiled and pushed back.
"Young Master misunderstood, I didn't mean it that way," he said.
What does that mean?
Wang Qishilang frowned.
"It seems to us that the young master is also having difficulty with food and accommodation, so we would like everyone to cooperate." The man said with a smile.
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Recommended: Wu Qianyu's "Medical Law"
Jin Zi, a forensic flower who is the most powerful forensic doctor in the provincial government, accidentally transformed into the autistic daughter of the Cheng family in a county in the Yin Dynasty, and was regarded by everyone as the unlucky man who killed his biological mother.
In order to survive, she will never accept the consequences; (To be continued)
