Chapter 156 A glass of wine is intertwined with true and false
Huang Axiao and his brothers all bowed their heads and listened to the lesson, and his father and uncles also blamed themselves. Then they immediately sent a charcoal basin and prepared wine and food to entertain the distinguished guests.
"Old Master." Magistrate Song once again took Old Mrs. Huang's hand, like a child who couldn't get enough of sweets, "I don't dare to eat at this time, I want to go see other people's homes."
Old Mrs. Huang smiled arrogantly: "No need to read, you can go and do other things."
In other words, other aristocratic families do not need to have such groveling visits from the government, he represents everyone.
It was so calm and demonstrative. The officials were filled with hatred and cowardice.
Magistrate Song thanked him happily and did not let go of Mr. Huang's hand. He also asked for a guarantee: "I heard that Mr. Tao Rantao is here. The last time I met him was at the birthday banquet of the old man five years ago. It's great to see him again this time.
I thought these old acquaintances would never see each other again."
Old Mrs. Huang swatted his hand away: "He is an official of the imperial court, and he has no control over our place. He came here because he was worried about me. It is unreasonable and unreasonable, so I have let him go."
Regardless of our place, this is the answer given to Magistrate Song. Magistrate Song breathed a sigh of relief: "That's really a pity. I still want to hear about the affairs of the imperial court."
Everything was settled and the Huang family's banquet was arranged. Everyone was invited to another room. The warmth and aroma of the wine and food hit their faces, making everyone who had been frozen for a long time burst into tears.
"I thought I wouldn't be able to taste the old lady's wine." Magistrate Song sighed, picking up a soft, glutinous, carmine-red pastry on the table and stuffing it into his mouth, with a look of intoxication on his face, "This drunken flower cake can only be eaten here.
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Old Mrs. Huang snorted: "Do you miss me, or do you miss my drunken cake?"
Although he still hummed with a grimace, the meaning was completely different from before.
"Uncle even stole drunken cakes." Huang Axiao shouted.
Magistrate Song glared with a straight face: "What nonsense are you kidding!"
You can get close to people by being polite. Everyone in the hall cheered and laughed, talking about the past and sighing about the present. It seemed that the previous grudges had never happened.
That Jiang Liang was even more informal in his behavior, joking with some of the Huang family's gentlemen and asking questions. The Huang family's gentlemen also complimented him. Jiang Liang was even more happy. He drank one glass after another, with an old face.
He became red and talked only to himself.
"He is a letter-writer." Someone here had already inquired clearly and introduced the origin of Jiang Liang's net worth to Mrs. Huang, "I was arrested by Mrs. Wu in a fight a few days ago. I don't know how I became Mrs. Wu's retainer.
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What else can I do? Just coax him. He smiled knowingly. He had seen this kind of scholar many times. After reading a few books, he thought that he was unappreciated for his talent. He said he was noble, but in fact he liked to climb up to the dragon and follow the phoenix the most.
"That's not bad. If it weren't for Mrs. Wu's name, he would never have the chance to come to our banquet in this life." A gentleman laughed in a low voice.
Mr. Huang said calmly: "It's not bad. I like people who are enterprising and want to be as good as the dragon and the phoenix."
Who is climbing but not climbing?
Jiang Liang still hadn't forgotten who he had climbed into to get into this kind of situation. He held up his wine glass and pushed his way to the side of Mr. Huang while still drunk: "Young Madam said, let's go to a few more houses and talk to everyone."
,Nowadays, the world is difficult, and the rebels cannot be defeated in a day or two, so we must work together to overcome the difficulties!"
Mr. Huang did not pick up the wine glass: "I'm sick, so I won't drink. It's great that the young lady thinks so."
Jiang Liang drank the wine in one gulp and said, "With these words from the old man, we will feel at ease."
Huang Axiao smiled at the side: "My grandfather is the most reassuring person. With my grandfather here, Guangzhou Prefecture can feel at ease. At the beginning, the Huainan Road Observer sent someone to bring a letter to persuade my grandfather, because he knew that I, Huang,
My grandfather’s status..."
Jiang Liang, who was drunk and hazy, looked at him with small black eyes: "Huainan Road, Observer?"
There is no observation envoy in Huainan Road now. The original observation envoy led half of the Huainan Road guards to the rebels at the first time, so he can no longer be called an observation envoy.
The old man next to him coughed lightly.
"...That thief was scolded by my grandfather." Huang Axiao stopped going into details, looking arrogant and proud.
Being persuaded to surrender by the rebels and refusing to do so are not something that everyone can do, which shows their status and ability.
In Guangzhou Prefecture, it is not just the government officials and Mrs. Wu who have status.
Jiang Liang's drunken eyes sparkled, and he almost poked the wine glass in front of Mr. Huang: "If it weren't for Mr. Huang, Guangzhou Prefecture would have been gone long ago!"
If the Huang family really surrenders to the enemy, and such a big family instigates a rebellion from within, it will be of no use no matter how strong the city of Guangzhou Prefecture is.
Therefore, if Gwangju Prefecture is to be truly stable, it is inseparable from the Huang family.
This is an indisputable fact, and it is also a fact that has been verified that there is no need to be modest. Sometimes people have to recognize the facts clearly.
Mr. Huang reached out to take the wine glass from Jiang Liang's hand, looked at him and smiled: "Let's work together to overcome the difficulties."
Drink all the wine in one gulp.
The banquet had reached its climax, and everyone in the hall drank wine one after another, and the Huang family mansion was filled with laughter and laughter in the cold winter.
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After the guests and hosts dispersed happily, Mr. Huang lay on the bench with his eyes closed while the maid carefully wiped his face and hands with warm fragrant water. A glass of wine could not make him drunk.
"Grandpa, is this what happened?" Huang Axiao walked in and asked, "Do you want them to stop moving?"
Old Mrs. Huang ignored it. The customer standing next to him laughed and said, "Old Mrs. Huang is teasing them."
Huang Axiao breathed a sigh of relief and snorted again: "You still have to tell us the rules, you are really overestimating your capabilities."
The diners smiled and said: "They feel reluctant to bow their heads now, but they don't know that we are not interested. It's too late to bow their heads now."
Huang Axiao was very happy: "It's time for Guangzhou Mansion to change its owner. Is there no one else in Guangzhou Mansion except her?"
What does this woman have but the title of the young lady of Zhenwu Army? This Zhenwu Army belongs to His Majesty the Emperor. If His Majesty lets someone else lead the army, what can she do?
If you do it yourself, isn't it better than being a woman?
Mr. Huang opened his eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Guangzhou Mansion has always had only one master."
They have lived here for generations, experienced changes in dynasties, famines and epidemics, and have remained standing. Those who can integrate into this land are allowed to stay. Those outsiders who are wishful thinking and do not know the depth of the sky are just weeds and sand, and will only be eradicated.
It fertilized the land.
"Master." Someone came in from outside the hospital. "Someone who claims to be Mrs. Wu's disciple is visiting other aristocratic families. They asked how to entertain her?"
Huang Axiao sneered: "This Mrs. Wu is really evil-minded and has deceived the people. Now she wants to win over the aristocratic family."
Mr. Huang has already said that there is no need for the government to come forward and he will make the decisions for other aristocratic families. However, Mrs. Wu obviously does not want to just sit and wait. She would rather talk to these aristocratic families in person to enhance their relationship.
Mr. Huang remembered what the old customer named Jiang Liang had said, and closed his eyes again and waved his hand: "Everyone has bowed his head and sold it, so of course he should continue it properly and make up for all the previous grievances."
It doesn't matter, this is not a quarrel between children. A hit with a stick and a sweet date will put an end to the past feud.
What they want is not to bow your head, but to chop your neck off as soon as you bow your head.
This can prevent people from being ungrateful again.
They were really wronged before. They had money, food, people, status and prestige, but they were insulted by this foreign young lady Wu.
After drying the cold tea in the cold room for a long time, the owner of the house walked in and saw the man who called himself Mrs. Wu's retainer Liu Fan with a livid face, and felt extremely comfortable.
"I didn't expect Mrs. Wu's distinguished guests to come to my door." He said arrogantly, "I don't know what's going on?"
The man named Liu Fan looked at him with a livid face: "Of course I want to see if the coffin is ready when you are about to die."
The arrogance on the master's face froze, what's going on? This doesn't sound like a good word, does it?