I heard that he was very rich. It could be said that he was wealthy. If Liang Zhen was so poor, how could he meet such a wealthy family?
Liang Zhen twisted his beard and laughed, saying what should be said and not saying what should not be said. This is what is true and false: "You will know when you see me in the future."
The galloping soldiers and horses in the capital, the dead bodies and the blood stains have all disappeared, and the streets have returned to bustling and bustling. If it weren't for the incriminating documents of the Quanhai Party members, and a car and horse shop, they could still be seen.
With the endless new mansions, people will think that they are just having a nightmare of chaos in the capital.
This new mansion is very luxurious. The entrance is guarded by tough soldiers, and there are soldiers coming in and out.
"I don't want to embolden others' ambitions and destroy my own prestige." Standing on the street corner, Zhonghou said in a low voice, "It's not easy to come out after going in."
He turned his head and looked behind him. There were ten people behind him. They were all dressed simply in green clothes and small hats. They looked a little frail. The leader was older, wearing a leather hat, and had a simple face, like a butler.
"Jiang Ming." Zhonghou looked at him: "You really want to go in?"
Jiang Ming stretched out his hand and straightened his hat: "It's our uncle's house, of course we have to go in."
No matter what, I think it is very strange. Their young lady has two uncles.
The real uncle has a fake young lady, and the real young lady has a fake uncle.
This fake uncle is not easy to mess with.
Zhonghou thought about the scene when the capital was breached that day, like wild wolf cubs.
"That woman is crazy. There is no evidence at all. There are many people with the same name in the world." Zhonghou took Jiang Ming and squatted down in the corner, "Even if it is true, if he thinks you have kidnapped his mother, he will kill him with a knife.
What do you do?"
Jiang Ming thought for a while: "One knife definitely can't kill us."
The other people behind him all nodded, saying how could they not even be able to dodge one knife? I want at least five or ten knives.
Zhonghou snorted: "Don't be so playful. These people are from the northwest. Why are our soldiers in Jiannan Road so well-raised? That's because our chief governor trained them by fighting against the Huns in the Anbei Protectorate.
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The battlefield is the place where troops are truly raised and trained.
"The scene of this group of Zhenwu troops rushing into the city. I'm not afraid of your jokes. Give me the same troops and horses. I don't know if I can resist."
Zhonghou, a man who never wanted to suffer verbally, actually said such words, Jiang Ming and others looked solemn.
"We know." Jiang Ming said, "Master Yuan warned me before I came here, and the eldest lady just wrote a letter. We are not here to enmity, but to show goodwill."
He pointed at himself and the people behind him.
"So we were carefully selected, we are weak and kind-hearted."
Zhonghou couldn't help being amused and scolded: "They are not fools, they will be deceived by your appearance."
Jiang Ming patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, we will go in and wait and see. You can keep an eye on the outside. If anything goes wrong, don't act rashly. Tell the eldest lady and follow her arrangements."
After that, he said no more and led everyone across Zhonghou, through the crowds on the street, and walked to the gate with a plaque with the word "Wu Zhai" hanging on it.
Watching them approach, the soldiers guarding the door did not stop and did not stare, but Jiang Ming knew that if they made the slightest inappropriate move, these soldiers would pounce on them like tigers.
There were many people coming and going in front of the door. Most of them reported out and handed in their name cards and then left. Jiang Ming came forward and took out his name cards without saying goodbye.
He was also a little nervous. The name written on the post was the Wu family of Dou County.
The concierge was also a military man, and with some forced enthusiasm, he said a perfunctory thank you, and then put the name card aside. When he took the name card from Jiang Ming, his perfunctory and enthusiasm disappeared, and he was also
Standing up straight, he looked like a restful cat that had discovered a mouse.
Jiang Ming was like a dead mouse, standing quietly and motionless.
The military man held the name card and looked at them, put the name card into his sleeve, put away his paws, bent down, and let out a strange cry of joy: "You are here, please come in quickly."
Jiang Minghan responded with a smile, crossed the threshold without any politeness or hesitation, and led a group of people into the house.
There were still people coming and going outside the door. This scene did not attract too much attention. At most, there were curious or envious glances. There were many people coming to visit Wu Ya'er, but no one could walk in except for the post.
Do you know whose house this is?
People who walked into the house still did not talk about home, but chatted like acquaintances.
"It's very cold. Isn't it hard to walk on the road?"
"It's okay. It'll be fine if it doesn't rain. It'll be difficult to walk if it rains."
After exchanging pleasantries about the hot and cold weather and the journey, Jiang Ming and his party were invited into a living room.
"Sit, sit, sit." The soldier rubbed his hands and greeted warmly, then called outside, "Tea, tea."
A soldier ran in carrying a big copper pot and a big bowl, and whispered to the soldier: "The tea outside has been finished, and I haven't found a new one yet."
The military man glared at him and laughed: "Drink water, drink water, hot water, warm yourself up."
Jiang Ming and others were not polite. They took the soldier's big bowl of hot water and drank it. After drinking a bowl of water, they spoke with enthusiasm and stopped greeting: "I wonder if Mr. Du is here?"
The military man rubbed his nose and said something, but did not shirk: "Master Wu Du is not here, he is in the palace, you can just wait."
Everyone knew that the emperor could not live without Wu Ya'er. This reason was not unreasonable. Jiang Ming watched the military man stride out. Although the door was not closed, there were faint soldiers gathering in the yard.
"Are we locked up?" a man asked in a low voice.
It was reasonable for Wu Ya'er to accompany the emperor, but it would be unreasonable not to rush to see her mother immediately after hearing the news.
"We didn't disclose our identity in public, and the soldier didn't say anything when he saw the post," Jiang Mingdao said. "It shows that no matter whether this matter is true or false, they don't intend to reveal it in public."
A man leaned forward and asked, "That means there is room for negotiation."
"Who knows, now this matter is not decided by us, and we can't speculate." Jiang Ming whispered. After all, they are as unfamiliar with Wu Ya'er as many people in Daxia. "The young lady asked us to come here to show her goodwill."
, as long as we do what we do.”
Then just wait, there is nothing you can do if you wait.
A man sat on a chair and couldn't help stamping his feet: "Why is it so cold?"
Another man leaned on the chair and tightened his collar, closed his eyes and raised his chin: "There is only one brazier."
There is no brazier in such a big house, but it has just been lit. The man shook his head and wrapped his clothes tightly. Someone next to him shook the copper pot: "There is no stove, what should I do if the water gets cold? There is no tea, and there is no hot water."
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"Are they treating us harshly on purpose?" someone asked in a low voice.
Jiang Ming stopped everyone's discussion: "We really treat you as a guest. Don't be so squeamish. It's not like you can't endure hardships." After that, he picked up the water bowl and took a sip.
Everyone else stopped talking and became quiet.
However, I don't know how the water was boiled, and the taste was a bit off. Jiang Ming looked around with the corner of his eye and put back the bowl with half of the water left.
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The water had to be boiled, and then two young men in neat clothes opened the teacups.
Pour the hot water in and the aroma immediately overflows.
The men sitting at the table couldn't help but poke their heads in to see white and red circles rippling out of the thick tea, blooming like flowers in the small green porcelain cups.
Is there such a tea?
"This is herbal tea. It is best used in February when the spring is cold, especially for those of you who are tired from the journey." A middle-aged man said with a smile, "Please try it."
The men groaned and sat up straight, picked up their teacups, some drank slowly, some raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp, but their expressions were hesitant at first and then relaxed.
“Not bad, not bad.”
“It tastes a little weird, but it’s delicious.”
"Kind of like wine."
"My body feels warm after drinking it."
They talked in low voices, and the middle-aged man listened with a smile. The boy serving tea had already retreated to the window, where the dirt tea set was placed, and he was slowly mixing the next cup.
But they didn't come here to drink tea. The man in the leader coughed lightly and sat up straight.
"Steward Jiang." He looked at the man named Jiang who claimed to be Mrs. Wu's housekeeper, "Isn't the young lady at home?"
Jiang An said: "The young lady has gone to the military camp and has already gone to invite her." With a bit of apology, he said, "I am staying in the county government office. The gatehouse is a bit small. You guys wait here while I go to see if the young lady is back."
He resigned and went out. The two tea-making boys prepared another cup of tea, put the kettle on the clay stove and left.
The door of the house is ajar, and there are no soldiers guarding it outside. This is the door of the government office, and all the people coming in and out are officials.
A crunching sound interrupted the leader's observation. He looked back and saw a man eating dried fruits on the table.
Seeing him, the man eating the fruit looked a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to put it down, a man on the other side raised his hand and pulled his shoulder.
"Look, there are tweeds here." He said, staring at a pot of white flowers dotted with green flowers on the window sill. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch it, as if his hands were burned. "Ah, these are real flowers, aren't they?"
It’s fake, flowers really bloom in winter.”
The leading man was impatient and reached out to untie his collar: "What are you making all this fuss about? It's so hot in this room that I'm about to bloom."
Yes, it was hot and fragrant. The men leaned carelessly on the soft chairs and glanced at the small concierge of the county government office.
"Zhou Jun's concubine's house is not that good." Someone concluded, "The county government in Dou County is really rich."
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Li Minglou got off the carriage and walked into the corridor. Fang Er put away the black umbrella.
"You didn't know it when you entered Dou County? Did you know it when you got to the gate?" Li Minglou asked.
Yuanji responded: "It's really amazing. I didn't expect them to arrive in front of our door silently first."
Li Minglou said: "Are you sure it's Wu Ya'er's person?"
Yuan Ji said: "They didn't talk much outside the county government office. They only said they wanted to see the young lady, and then handed over Wu Ya'er's name card and a letter addressed to my mother."
"While waiting at the concierge, I didn't take the initiative to say anything. I just talked about the weather and the journey," Jiang An added.
"It seems they are also going to discuss it." Fang Er said, "Will the young lady see you or not?"
Li Minglou looked back at the front yard of the county government office and said, "Please invite them in."
Under the eaves in front, Kumquat opened the curtain and jumped out: "Young madam is back, and madam roasted ginkgo for you."
Li Minglou smiled slightly: "I wonder why it smells so good."