Master Feng's other guards escorted the five people away, and Yi Cheng also warmly and respectfully welcomed Master Feng into the door, but Master Feng still asked the people who were driven back to go back first.
This kind of good official who loves the people makes the people very excited.
"Come on, let's go write a joint petition." A few of them, who were steady and steady, greeted everyone on their own initiative.
The people went in cheering, and the excitement in front of the door dissipated.
Wang Qishilang turned around and saw that the woman was already sitting by the bonfire. Just like he had gone to show off to her and got the room, it seemed as if what happened just now had not happened at all...
"..These are domestic slaves...let their masters punish them..."
The night wind carried Guanshi Cao's words.
Wang Shiqilang came back to his senses and saw what Guanshi Cao was talking to a few guards. Naturally, those guards immediately agreed that it would be better to do more than to do less.
"Cheng Jiaoniang, you, what on earth are you doing?" He walked over quickly and shouted.
The liveliness just now did not affect Banqin. While she was being beaten, scolded and asked for help excitedly, she had already prepared dinner.
It's a simple and warm-up passerby on the road.
Banqin was kneeling on the futon and serving cooked vegetables and meat to Cheng Jiaoniang.
So Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head and answered.
"Let's eat."
Have a meal?
Wang Qishilang felt furious.
"I'll let you eat!" He raised his foot and kicked over the tables in front of Cheng Jiaoniang.
Banqin screamed.
Fortunately, the small pot was on her side. There were only bowls, chopsticks and plates on Cheng Jiaoniang's table. The bowls and chopsticks were also held in Cheng Jiaoniang's hands. Of the tables she kicked over, only the plates rolled down, preventing the soup from boiling.
A horrific scene of splashing and scalding people.
"What do you want to do?" Manager Cao was the first to grab Wang Shiqilang and slapped him across the face without hesitation.
Wang Qishilang was stunned.
This is the first time he has been slapped in the face, no, the first time he has been slapped...
The one who beat him was still a servant!
"Come here, come here!" Wang Shiqilang regained his senses and shouted in hiss. He stretched out his hand to greet Manager Cao, but how could he be Manager Cao's opponent, and there was someone hugging his arm.
"Master, Master, if you have something to say, please tell me." the old servant shouted.
Wang Qishilang was even more furious.
Who has something to say but doesn’t say it well? If someone strikes first, it’s you who gets beaten! How the hell can you say it well?
He wanted to shout, but the old servant had already taken over the conversation again.
"Ms. Cheng, Mrs. Cheng, what happened this time was that we were reckless..." he said hurriedly.
Wang Qishilang stared at the old servant in disbelief, and then looked at the other followers of the Zhou family who were surrounding him, all bowing their heads and keeping silent.
After a beating, the Zhou family was frightened?
"Sit down." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
In response, Wang Shiqilang was pushed to the ground by Manager Cao. He fell straight down and his buttocks hurt. Wang Shiqilang howled.
The old servant rushed over as if relieved.
"Thank you, madam, thank you madam," he said repeatedly.
Wang Qishilang was angry and anxious.
"Are you stupid too? Young Master, I was beaten and you still thanked me?" he shouted.
Uh, yes, I just intuitively feel like I should say thank you...
The old servant was also stunned for a moment, but as an old servant, he still believed in his intuition many times.
"Sir, what happened just now was that we were reckless." He hurriedly whispered to Wang Shiqilang.
"What's the matter? Nothing is as serious as the fact that I was beaten, Mr. Cheng Jiaoniang, let me tell you, this marriage is over..." Wang Qishilang shouted and was about to jump up, but was hit by someone on his shoulder.
Manager Cao held down.
Before the old servant had time to speak, someone came over.
"Madam, it's Mr. Feng." Manager Cao said.
Everyone present looked over and saw that it was indeed the thin man walking over, wearing a cloak and a hood. Apparently he hadn't taken a break to wash up, but came directly after talking to Yi Cheng.
"As expected, you are here. The good deeds you have done have ruined my reputation in public." Wang Shiqilang sneered and shouted.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"You can actually see that I'm ruining someone's reputation in public?" she said, "I'm not stupid."
Wang Qishilang stared.
"Then can you tell that he came to thank me for saving my life?" Cheng Jiaoniang continued.
A life-saving grace?
This woman is not only a fool, she is also a lunatic!
Wang Qishilang wanted to jump up, but Manager Cao held him down on his shoulders.
While he was talking, Mr. Feng had already approached and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang's long body and bowed.
"A certain Feng Lin would like to thank my lady for saving my life," he said.
Wang Qishilang looked astonished.
it turns out…..
"Lord Feng, you are serious." Cheng Jiaoniang said, standing up and returning the courtesy, "It's just that my servants are causing trouble because of their confusion, so I just came out to teach him a lesson."
Master Feng's eyes fell on the old servant.
"Thank you, sir." The old servant of the Wang family immediately came forward and knelt down, "A small act can lead to a big mistake."
Well…
Wang Qishilang looked at the old servant and felt a little crazy...
What are they talking about one by one?
Master Feng took off his hood, revealing a face as thin as his figure.
"My wife's servants have good intentions, but my subordinates may not necessarily have good intentions." He sighed.
"Sometimes good intentions do lead to bad things." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "It's not an exaggeration."
"That depends on whether it is intentional or not." Feng Lin said, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang with twinkling eyes.
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't speak.
The scene was stagnant for a moment, and the night wind was howling.
Feng Lin didn't answer the call, and Feng Lin was a little confused.
"If I hadn't stopped in time this time, I would have been in big trouble." Feng Lin continued.
"It's just a lesson to the slaves. Don't worry about it, sir," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Feng Lin looked at Cheng Jiaoniang for a moment, with a somewhat inquiring expression.
"Is the lady from Beijing?" he asked.
This was the third time that he had started talking. It was obvious that he wanted to continue the conversation, but the young lady in front of him still had no intention of sitting down.
"Yeah." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
This answer is really crisp and clear.
"I wonder which family it is?" Feng Lin asked with some curiosity, "A certain person is also from Beijing."
"It's not worth mentioning to ordinary people." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Feng Lin didn't take it seriously and smiled.
"It's getting late, and it's a woman's house. The postmaster has just cleared out a room, so why don't you go and have some rest?" he said sincerely.
"Thank you, sir, but no need." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Feng Lin glanced around at the tents that had been set up and the steaming and fragrant cauldron, and nodded without forcing it.
"Then I won't delay my wife's rest." He said, cupping his hands and saluting.
Cheng Jiaoniang returned the gift.
Feng Lin walked away.
The inn had already packed up the room. Feng Lin washed himself from the dust, but could not wash away the fatigue on his face.
"Sir, tea." The attendant said, handing over a bowl of tea. "The food is also ready and delivered."
Feng Lin glanced at the food on the tables, shook his head and lost his appetite, and took the tea bowl with a gloomy expression.
"Did you ask?" he asked.
He shook his head.
"Those people insisted that they did it to honor the Lord and had no other selfish motives, and no one instigated them," he said.
Feng Lin sneered.
"Filial piety?" he said, placing the teacup in his hand heavily on the table, "Do you think that I am a fool and can't see what they are thinking? I just have to shout out what they are thinking!"
After shouting out one sentence, the anger in my heart could no longer be concealed, so I got up and walked around.
"Driving people away in the middle of the night, is this a sign of filial piety to me? This is putting me on the fire!"
"...If this thing succeeds, just watch. Before dawn, the impeachment memorials of nearby officials will fly to the capital like snow! Before I can enter Taicang Road, the Yushitai will escort me back to the capital!"
"...They are small soldiers and small officials. When the time comes, they will be wiped out and reprimanded. If the sky falls, it will be up to me, the superior officer, to hold them up!" He said, getting angrier as he spoke.
"Do you think I have never seen this kind of trick? When Liao Haifeng was ordered to investigate the salt tax in Suzhou, as soon as he arrived in Suzhou and had a meal on a snowy day, he was accused by local officials of disturbing the people and was directly kidnapped back to the capital.
The salt tax was not investigated, but I was investigated thoroughly, and I was rushed from Yushitai to Yuezhou. Why?"
"...Isn't it just that when we were eating, we praised the beautiful snow scene, but the thatched hut slightly ruined the scenery, and as a result, people drove the people away and demolished the thatched hut as an excuse. Did they do it out of filial piety? They did it to kill people with a borrowed knife! I know that Liao Haifeng has nothing wrong with him.
, just a poor scholar who loves Dese!"
He followed behind him, urging the Lord to calm down in a low voice.
"I wonder why the Taicang Road Transport Department is so kind and sent someone to pick him up in person." Feng Lin said, sneering again and again, "What a good trick! He actually got involved with the people from the Shenbing Camp!"
"Sir, this job is really difficult to do. No wonder other people can't shirk it..." he sighed.
The Transportation Department controls money and food, and is the most profitable department. This move will ruin the interests of many people, and there will be many people watching overtly and covertly, waiting to deal with you.
"How can I cherish my life for the country?" Feng Linsurong said, "Can these tricks scare me? I also want to thank them for reminding me!"
He nodded with a bit of joy.
"It's a shame that the lady met with injustice, otherwise my lord, it would have been really difficult for me to end this time," he said.
Feng Lin nodded, with some lingering fear.
If no one really came forward at that time, even if he arrived to stop him, it would be difficult to clean up the situation. He knew that he had been stabbed, but there was nothing he could do.
Speaking of that lady, Feng Lin looked solemn for a moment.
"Is the road really rough?" He said to himself, "In today's world, are there still people like this? Or is it a girl's family?"
"Perhaps it was the idea of the young master next to her..." Qin Sui guessed.
The one who speaks is not necessarily the most powerful person, the one who does not speak is the one with the most valuable status.
Feng Lin immediately shook his head.
"That man is nothing," he said. "He has lively features, but at first glance he is lifeless."
Saying this, he smiled slightly.
"On the other hand, this little lady looks dull, but her face and eyes are full of energy, and her words are shrewd and impeccable." He said.
The follower was a little stunned, but he didn't see this...
"She didn't say it was because the servants were involved," he said, "It seems that is indeed the case. If the matter is settled this time, the adults will naturally not be able to escape punishment, but these servants will not be able to escape punishment." She will definitely be implicated. I don’t know which family in the capital this lady belongs to. I guess if she is implicated, she will inevitably be in trouble. One more thing is worse than one less thing."
Feng Lin nodded.
"That's true. We met by chance, so she definitely wasn't doing it for me." He smiled and shook his head.
After talking for a while, and knowing that there was no danger this time, Feng Lin felt relieved.
"Sir, have something to eat and rest early." The attendant took the opportunity to hurriedly advise.
Feng Lin nodded, lifted up his clothes and sat down.
"That lady doesn't know what delicious food she made." He suddenly thought of something and smiled slightly, "It smells delicious."
After the tables were set, Banqin served the recooked food. Over there, Manager Cao and others were already gathering around the big pot to start eating and drinking.
Cheng Jiaoniang, who was holding bowls and chopsticks, glanced at Wang Shiqilang.
"Since we are traveling together, it's best to listen to me. My rule is, no matter what happens," she said.
Wang Qilang looked gloomy and jumped up when he heard this.
"Are you threatening me? Listen to you? Your rules? Cheng Jiaoniang, what are your rules in front of me?" He shouted, pointing at Manager Cao over there, "I tell you, you won't do anything today."
Break the leg of that bastard who beat me, and you will never be able to enter my Wang family again!"
After saying that, he waved his hands and left.
"Master, Master..." the old servant shouted hurriedly.
Wang Qishilang ignored him and quickly walked away. The old servant followed after him for a few steps, stopped, and motioned for the other followers to follow him, while he hesitated for a moment and walked back.
"Madam." He knelt down and saluted, "My young master, please take care of me. My young master is not familiar with the world, so my family sent me to take care of him. I can't take care of him this time. I can't blame you for this. I am the old slave."
I didn’t think carefully, I was deceived, and I made my wife worry about it.”
He said and bowed his head.
"No need to thank you." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "It's not a big deal. Even if it does happen, nothing will happen to you. Just talk about spending some money."
That's true...
Anyway, they will not be like that unlucky official. At most, they will be scolded for disturbing the people, fined some money, and the servants will be slapped with some punishments.
Of course, the old servant would not be stupid enough to say this.
"No, no, it can't be that simple. Madam, you have to worry about it, let me worry about it." He kowtowed again and said.
"Don't bother." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I just don't like trouble, especially trouble that delays my journey."
So, do you take action to solve the trouble before it even comes to your door?
The old servant said in his heart, raising his head and looking at the lady in front of him.
"What if, what if this gentleman didn't appreciate it at that time?" He couldn't help but ask.
What if that gentleman is also like this unreasonable and unreasonable clerk and soldier?
"Then tonight's joint complaint will be filed against him." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at the old servant, "I have said before, this matter is just because of you stupid servants."
That is to say, it is not a grievance at all...
It doesn’t matter who is right or wrong.
If the official is confused, then help the junior official and the soldier and guard, and the official will be ruined. With this kind of help, the junior official and the soldier will not implicate their servants anymore.
.
If that official is sober and sensible, reacts quickly, and can use his strength to fight, then he can save his own wealth and destroy the wealth of the petty officials and soldiers. This is also the help of this lady. It is not too late to be grateful, and naturally he will not
Then implicat a few of their servants.
The old servant sat on his knees on the ground, feeling a little complicated.
If they knew this, then the petty officials would definitely not have chosen a few of them as spearmen in the first place.
If there is no such sentence, we can see that Prince Wang is also having difficulties with food and accommodation, so he wants everyone to cooperate. Now I am afraid that his wish has been fulfilled.
Destiny is unpredictable, and in one sentence, the results are completely opposite.
Misfortunes really come from your mouth, so you must be careful and think twice before speaking.
