The shopkeeper was happy and stretched out his hand to pat Butler Cheng.
"Then you really asked the right question." He smiled.
Butler Cheng frowned slightly and looked at the boy, is he from the capital?
"Who are you looking for? Who asked you to come?" he asked.
The only ones in the capital that have anything to do with the Cheng family are the Zhou family, oh, and the Fourth Young Master. Did the Fourth Young Master send someone back to deliver a message?
The young man in green clothes looked at him with some confusion.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"This is the housekeeper of the Cheng family." The shopkeeper said with a smile.
The young man in green said, "Oh," but there was no fear, respect, or any joy on his face.
"That's just right. Let me ask you, is Mrs. Cheng's wife at your home now or still living outside?" he asked.
The housekeeper stared at the question.
What?
"You, you are looking for Cheng Jiaoniang?" he asked in shock.
"That's right." said the boy.
"Are you from the Zhou family?" the housekeeper asked.
The boy in green clothes smiled.
"Master Butler, if I were a member of the Zhou family, would I still need to ask for directions?" He smiled, with a hint of undisguised sarcasm.
Butler Cheng blushed slightly at this look, but then he was a little surprised that he actually knew the relationship between the Zhou family and their Cheng family...
"Then which one are you from?" he asked.
"Sir, is the Cheng family's wife at your house?" the young man in Tsing Yi asked with a frown.
Butler Cheng didn't know what to say. Just as he was hesitating, a woman's voice came from inside the building.
"Is it brother Liu'er of the Chen family?"
This voice made everyone turn to look. Butler Cheng looked even more surprised. It was the women from the Qin family. They actually knew each other?
The young boy in Tsing Yi looked happy.
"Ah, moms are here too! That's great!" He hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.
"Why are you here?"
"The old man and his wife asked me to send you a New Year gift."
"If you hadn't told me earlier, we would have sent it to our family."
"Let's have some fun separately."
"Let's go, I'll take you to see my wife."
The people here went out chatting and laughing, leaving the teahouse owner and Butler Cheng dumbfounded.
"What they are talking about...is the second master's stupid eldest daughter of yours?" the shopkeeper asked.
Butler Cheng clicked his lips twice, as if he didn't know what to say.
The Qin family has not left for so long, and now the Chen family has come, and it seems that they are all here for this lady.
Which one is the Chen family?
"Dafu, Dafu!"
In the Jiangzhou government office, a guest ran in in a panic, startling the magistrate and three other people who were talking.
The prefect was a little displeased that his Qing guest was so out of character in public.
"Master, someone from the Chen family is here." Qingke said hurriedly without looking at the prefect's face.
"Which Chen family?" the prefect asked angrily.
"The capital, Chen Shao, Mr. Chen's house." Qingke said.
This time, not only the prefect, but also the two subordinate county officials present stood up.
"Why is there no news about this?" Magistrate Song asked anxiously, urging people to get their official robes.
"No, no, sir, he is a servant of the Chen family." Qingke said hurriedly, "The people at the inn have just sent the news."
A servant again?
Magistrate Song frowned slightly and looked at Qing Ke.
"Could it be that...it's the Cheng family again..." he asked.
Qingke looked at him and nodded.
After a period of confusion, Tongsuan Jitui was also called over, and more and clearer information was sent to him.
"...The person who went directly was not the Cheng family, but Nan Cheng..."
"The lady Cheng who complained lives in Nancheng."
"That's right, the wife of the Qin family took her there herself, and it was Mrs. Cheng who she met!"
Speaking of which, Magistrate Song couldn't help but take pictures of several cases.
"I just said how could you be so bold and dare to do such a thing? You really have a big backer behind you," he said.
The word "big backer" made Tong San and Jietui look at each other. This backer also has advantages and disadvantages for them. The advantage is that they don't have to be afraid of Mr. Cheng, but the disadvantage is that they have a sense of propriety in some things...
"Then how should we proceed with this case?" the judge asked in a low voice.
In other words, how to divide the money of the Cheng family, do they need to be more restrained? If this is the case, they will inevitably lack interest.
The magistrate of Song Dynasty twisted his beard in deep thought and said nothing, while Jietui on the side smiled.
"I don't think you need to think too much about it," he said. "Didn't the lady say that she doesn't want a dowry, just a name?"
Magistrate Song shook his head.
"If you don't have any profit, you can't afford it early. There's no point in not wanting the profit, not to mention it's your own money." He said.
Tong San clapped his hands.
"This is easy to handle." He said, "The case we are handling belongs to the Cheng family, not Mrs. Cheng."
In other words, the dowry does not move, and the rest can be dealt with at will.
There were reasons to bother before, but now I have more confidence to bother. Originally, the lady made it clear that she didn't want money, she wanted the Cheng family to pay the price.
After listening to Tongpan's words, the magistrate and Jietui looked surprised and raised their tea bowls to Tongpan.
"Brilliant, brilliant." Everyone laughed.
The three of them drank tea instead of wine and laughed.
"Madam, madam, look, look."
The two maids supported Mrs. Cheng and walked a few steps quickly, then stood in the alley and pointed in that direction.
"That is the person who came to visit my wife again, and he is also from the capital."
It's from Beijing again.
Mrs. Cheng Er could not help but take a few steps forward and squint at the rock.
This is a carriage that is not inferior to the Qin family's. The servants who come down are also brightly dressed, and the gift boxes that are brought down are also large and small.
"I really shouldn't have left at that time, even if I was kicked out, I should have stayed even if I apologized." Mrs. Cheng Er couldn't help but murmured with regret, while asking, "Whose house is this?"
"My surname is Chen," the servant said.
There are many people named Chen in the Chen family in the capital, but what she knows is limited, such as Mr. Chen Shao and Mr. Chen, but not other families.
"Looks like I'm very familiar with the Qin family. They must be a very powerful family." Mrs. Cheng Er said to herself.
And Mr. Cheng here is also listening to the butler's report.
"Your surname is Chen?" Mr. Cheng asked with a frown, "Are you from the capital?"
The butler nodded.
Mr. Cheng thought for a moment, who could it be? What happened to this woman in the capital?
"The eldest lady hasn't come back yet?" he asked.
Mrs. Cheng went to Wang's house, and she must ask about this matter clearly, thinking that she should be back today.
"Sir, I also have a question about the passing deity," the housekeeper said again.
"Speak quickly." Mr. Cheng said hurriedly.
"It is said that it was originally run by a family named Dou, and the business was very prosperous. Later, a happy man appeared in the capital, who was similar to the passing fairy and the price was cheap. So the passing fairy gradually died, and the family named Dou followed suit.
There was a dispute, and after the quarrel, the business was even worse, so he sold the store and went back to the countryside." The steward said, "Now the passing fairy is doing a good job, it is very expensive, and it is a famous restaurant in Beijing.
, not everyone can afford it, and all the people who come and go are dignitaries, especially in the winter, it is hard to find a place."
After I finished speaking, I didn’t forget to add something.
"It's completely different from what the maid said."
Mr. Cheng twisted his beard and pondered.
The business surnamed Dou was particularly prosperous, but then another Le Dezizi appeared, and the business failed, and was later resold...
Is it different?
Once upon a time, there was a man named Dou who saw other people eating passing gods. He learned how to take advantage of it and took it as his own. Then he made a fortune and his business was particularly prosperous.
Then he felt that the passing fairy was his, so when he saw the person who had eaten the passing fairy, instead of thanking him, he was wary and wanted to threaten that person.
It turned out that the person said that the passing fairy was not hers, so she would not take the money even if he gave her money. Later, another Le Dezizi appeared in Beijing, which was similar to the passing fairy and the price was low.
Later, the streets were full of free passing fairies, so the passing fairies gave up and resold their shops and returned to the countryside...
Mr. Cheng's hands twirling his beard trembled slightly and his breathing became rapid.
Not different, but the same! The same!
"Whose family does the passing fairy belong to today?" he asked in a trembling voice.
"Then I don't know. I just say that my boss is very powerful and seems to be related to many high-ranking officials." said the housekeeper.
"For example?" Mr. Cheng asked.
"For example, the Chen family..." the housekeeper thought for a while and said. Before he finished speaking, Mr. Cheng sat up suddenly.
"The Chen family?" he shouted, pointing out, "The Chen family?"
The housekeeper was startled.
"No, no, it's the home of Prime Minister Chen Shao and Chen," he said.
Mr. Cheng's expression did not change, and his outstretched hand trembled slightly.
"You, how do you know that the Chen family outside is not Chen Shao and Prime Minister Chen's family?" he said in a trembling voice.
The butler looked shocked.
What?
The Chen family that came to give the New Year gift to Mrs. Cheng is the family of Mr. Chen Shao and Chen?
"You'll know if you ask clearly. You always think of everything by yourself. What's the use of what you think of? Are you lying to yourself?" Mr. Cheng yelled.
The housekeeper got up in a panic and ran out in a hurry.
The south side was still lively and busy. Children and women looked at these men and women with different accents curiously. These men and women were not as inaccessible as they appeared. Some people even took out some candies to tease the children, and they seemed to be enjoying themselves.
The housekeeper took a deep breath before raising his feet when he saw the sound of carriages and horses again.
Someone is coming again?
The housekeeper looked in surprise and breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God, this time he recognized the old servant who was walking in front of the car. He belonged to the Zhang family...from the Zhang family!
The housekeeper suddenly opened his eyes and stopped breathing.
No, it can’t be!
"There are so many people." The old servant of the Zhang family said slowly.
People from the Qin family and the Chen family didn't recognize this old servant.
"Are you also sending New Year's gifts?" A servant of the Chen family asked tentatively, who else is there? I know that the Tong Neihan family wants to send it...
But the accent of this person is that of a local.
"I'm not here to give you a New Year's gift." The old servant said slowly, "I'm just here to carry things for others."
After saying that, he looked at the person in front of the door.
"Who is this Mrs. Cheng's person?" he asked.
Then a Zhou family attendant hurriedly stood over.
"I'm from the Zhang family." The old servant looked at him and said calmly.
Zhang family…
Local accent, Zhang family.
The woman of the Qin family next to her didn't react, and the men of the Chen family suddenly realized. After all, the master had cursed Zhang Chun more than once at home, "Jiangzhou'er, Jiangzhou'er."
"Are you from Mr. Jiangzhou's family?" the man from the Chen family blurted out.
As soon as these words came out, the woman of the Qin family also looked surprised.
Mr. Jiangzhou’s family actually sent something to this lady...
The old servant did not comment and continued to talk to the Zhou family's entourage.
"My old man..." he said.
This sentence made everyone present, including the Cheng family housekeeper, prick up their ears and hold their breath.
She is actually assuming the identity of the old man of the Zhang family, which is completely different from the Chen family and the Qin family who are using the name of madam or the name of the master, which is a longer generation...
"...the girl Banqin..." the old servant of the Zhang family said slowly.
The people present breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became angry again. The girl of the old man of the Zhang family must have been what the old man meant.
The housekeeper of the Cheng family was in a daze, as if he had heard this name before. He looked at the people and carriages in front of the door and felt that the excitement made him feel confused.
There was a lot of excitement in front of the door, but inside Cheng Jiaoniang's door was quiet.
"….This is what Madam Dan specially wanted to give to Madam alone…"
The woman from the Chen family smiled and pushed a small box over.
"I told you again and again that I should be the first to show it to my wife."
Banqin took it with a smile and opened it, revealing a clay doll. She smiled and handed it to Cheng Jiaoniang.
Cheng Jiaoniang, who was leaning on her hand, reached out and took it.
"I must say she looks like a lady." The servant girl covered her mouth and said with a smile.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at this clay sculpture of a beautiful woman in a white shirt and red skirt who raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and smiled, and she also smiled.
Chen Danniang…
Several of her sisters are the same age as Dan Niang...
"Okay, thank you very much," she said.
The women of the Chen family looked at each other with a flash of doubt, but they quickly straightened their expressions and bowed before leaving.
Banqin personally escorted them out. When he came to the door, he looked back and saw that in the half-open door, Cheng Jiaoniang was sitting motionless, leaning on the chair, just like the clay sculpture beside her.
The laughter of children outside the door, the voices of men and women, and the sound of buildings being built in the distance were all lively and noisy, full of life.
This door separates two worlds, one moving and one quiet.
Banqin lowered his eyes and sighed, then bowed to the servants of the Chen family. (To be continued)
