After waiting for this guest for a long time, the owner of the house went to see him by himself, while the others hid in the yard and waited.
After all, now it is said that people who have left home have sold their slaves. There are not so many servants at home, so there is no charcoal to make hot tea.
When the host becomes angry or grieved, and refuses to accept the guest's overtures and apologies, they will then come out and drive the guest out.
Then the retainer repeatedly explained and expressed his sincerity before the master was willing to see him again. This would further convince Mrs. Wu of their sincerity in the peace talks. They were really wronged, not a threat, but they really wanted to leave their hometown and really didn't want to leave.
But things did not go as expected. Not long after the owner entered, and the sound coming from the hall was not too intense, the guest came out on his own.
A group of people checked with each other to see if the owner had shouted to drive the person out, and the evicted guest had no intention of staying. They could only watch as Shi Shiran walked across the yard.
"Father." The eldest son of the family hurriedly walked into the hall, "What's going on?"
The owner was sitting on a cold chair. His thick clothes and the heat from the slightly warm room had dissipated, and his face and hands were cold and blue.
It looks like he is angry. The eldest son is worried and angry: "Is Mrs. Wu coming to bully us again?"
Mrs. Wu only has good friends with the Huang family, but doesn’t she disdain his family?
"Father, there is no need to be angry about this." The eldest son sneered, "We don't care about her friendship at all."
These words brought the owner back to his senses, he looked at his son and asked, "Is the move still in progress? What did Mr. Huang say?"
The eldest son smiled very proudly: "The Tian family and the Liao family have finished leaving. Old Mrs. Huang said to continue. According to Old Mrs. Huang's arrangement, it is the Jiang family and our family next. It just so happened that we were bullied by Mrs. Wu's retainers today, so we will leave tomorrow.
"
Yes, although the government and the Huang family are now having a lively discussion, and your request and mine have been agreed upon, and Mrs. Wu's retainers even have drinks with the Huang family's gentlemen, but this is just a show.
It was already too late for the government and Mrs. Wu to make good friends.
This matter will not stop, things will continue to escalate, chaos will continue to be incited, until it gets out of hand, Tao Ran reports to the emperor, and then the officials headed by Song Zhifu are dismissed, and Mrs. Wu is called away by her husband
, Guangzhou Prefecture will change the world, and these cities and these powerful soldiers will be in their hands.
The eldest son was thinking about the coming victory, and saw his father also meditating. Then he seemed to be deep in thought, and he reached out to pick up the cold tea on the table that had been drunk by the diners.
"Father." The eldest son hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.
The host came back to his senses and looked at the tea in his hand. It was not easy to find such tea in his house. It was cold, and the guest drank half of it.
"I wonder how well the gangsters who killed people in Liangcun are tracking down?" he asked suddenly.
What does these things have to do with them? They have a large number of guards, and bandits cannot invade them. The eldest son whispered: "We are still investigating. Sentries have been set up where the refugees live, but how can we find out this?"
, hundreds of thousands of people were noisy.”
The host pondered again for a moment and put the herbal tea on the table: "We won't leave yet, just wait a moment."
The eldest son was startled, what are he waiting for? He asked his father again but stopped talking and lost his temper. The family suddenly became silent. When the news spread outside, everyone knew that the owner of the family was very angry and refused Mrs. Wu's persuasion from the disciples.
Kicked out.
This did not attract much attention. After all, everyone planned to do this. In order for them to stay and stabilize Guangzhou Prefecture, it is sincerity to ask for three times.
Mrs. Wu's retainer visited several more houses, but was kicked out, and then he stopped showing up. I don't know whether the scholar was too angry and refused to do something humiliating, or whether it was because Mrs. Wu couldn't see it because he was too poor.
, especially compared to another hanger-on.
The old retainer shamelessly boasted that he was living in the Huang family like a fish in water, and the relationship between the Huang family and Mrs. Wu was also happily repaired. Axiao, the young master of the Huang family who was highly valued by the old man, even gave Mrs. Wu a gift.
The gift was a mirror inlaid with precious stones. The mirror was crystal clear and illuminated people as if they were in a fairyland.
This mirror was now placed in the study room of the prefect, and several close officials were watching it with expressions of surprise.
Of course, what surprises me is not my own fairy-like appearance in the mirror.
"Are you going to sell this?" they asked.
Mrs. Wu had already started selling things, and the prefect and several of his cronies knew about it.
But this is just a gift from Mr. Huang.
"Sell it now? It's better to let it sit for a while before selling it." An official whispered, "It would be bad if the Huang family finds out."
Selling a gift just given by someone else is disrespectful to the person who gave the gift.
Of course, they knew that Mrs. Wu had no respect for the Huang family at all and was very angry with them, and so did they. On the other hand, they also knew that the Huang family and these aristocratic families had not really put aside their grudges and fell in love with them.
.
Life is like this. It's impossible for everything to go your way, and it's impossible to like everyone. It's just a matter of pinching your nose.
The difference is who is holding the nose.
Previously, it was the aristocratic families who pinched it, but now they have to pinch their noses.
"The young lady said that if he is discovered, he will say that this is a gift from the Huang family to the people of Guangzhou Prefecture." Magistrate Song touched his nose and looked away from the mirror, then sat down with a snort, "He just wants to be famous.
."
The cronies stopped trying to persuade them. For aristocratic families like the Huang family, they had already achieved the victory they wanted this time, and they would not care about these innocuous little things.
"We have been shaking hands and saying goodbye for several days. Has Lao Huang comforted the other aristocratic families?" Magistrate Song frowned and looked at the cronies present, "Has the move stopped? Have the Tian family and Liao family who moved away come back?"
"The move hasn't stopped yet, and no one from the Tian family or the Liao family has come back," a confidant said.
Magistrate Song stood up: "What's going on?"
Another confidant hurriedly reassured: "But there are fewer families moving. There are only two or three families in the thirteen counties under Gwangju Prefecture who are still moving."
There were at least seven or eight on the previous day.
"They stopped all of a sudden, and they don't look good." The confidant said, "The people will know that they are colluding to cause trouble."
Then these aristocratic families will have no prestige in the eyes of the people.
They are making such a fuss just for fame.
As long as it is reduced, Magistrate Song sat back and said: "But our Guangzhou Prefecture cannot withstand such losses, and the rebels outside will definitely be ready to take action when they hear the news." He stood up again, "We'd better go and persuade these people in person."
The cronies tried to dissuade her again. In addition to giving face to the Huang family, they mainly wanted to give face to the young lady. The young lady's retainers were visiting these aristocratic families one by one. This was a sign that the young lady was making good relations with the aristocratic families. If they also came forward, wouldn't they be seizing the opportunity?
The credit of the young madam?
It's okay if I don't talk about this, but when I talk about this, Magistrate Song frowns even more.
"The young madam's retainer is not a good friend, but he is offending someone." He said, "It's not good for just a letter writer caught on the street. The young madam is easy to talk to and can be coaxed, but those aristocratic families are not easy to coax."
The prefect always believed that the two writers recommended themselves to survive, and Mrs. Wu believed their boasts because of urgent needs.
"Who is easy to coax? Who is not easy to coax?" A voice came from outside.
The private place of the prefect's study was not accessible to anyone except his cronies, namely Mrs. Wu's people.
Mrs. Wu's people are all busy, so only idlers can come.
"Magistrate Wei, why are you here again?" Magistrate Song looked at Wei Rong, the magistrate of Dou County, who walked in angrily.
Wei Rong was wearing an official robe, his hair and beard were getting grayer, but he had gained some weight, his face was flatter, and he looked several years younger.
"If such a big thing happened, I'll come and take a look." County Magistrate Wei said with a smile.
Magistrate Song was even more angry. In almost every one of the thirteen counties in Guangzhou Prefecture, there were aristocratic families causing trouble, with the exception of Dou County.
This is because Dou County is too poor and too small, there are no aristocratic families, and local rich people are rare. Magistrate Song explained this, not because Wei Rong managed the county better than them all.
"It's not just going too far to incite people to go to Dou County at this time." Magistrate Song warned, "It's adding to the chaos."
County Magistrate Wei was not as frightened as his subordinates when meeting the superior officials, so he smiled and said: "How could it be possible? I'm here to deliver food, so that I can help control food prices and panic buying."
Magistrate Song's eyes lit up: "How much?"
County Magistrate Wei said: "Two thousand catties."
Magistrate Song was dissatisfied: "That's all? It's a drop in the bucket."
Magistrate Wei rolled his eyes: "It's just a show. I'll take you away in two days."
Magistrate Song sighed: "Don't even think about it!"
The adults were friendly in their words, but the close relatives still had to express their gratitude and said with a smile: "Two thousand catties is like the rain after a long drought for us."
Magistrate Wei laughed and said, "I don't need to do this little thing. I'm just expressing my feelings. There's no need to worry when the young lady is here." Then he asked curiously, "Who do you think is easy to coax? Who is not easy to coax?"
Magistrate Song sighed and said the matter, waiting for Wei Rong to express his sympathy. After all, he had also worked with Mrs. Wu. Although Mrs. Wu was young and had a large number of soldiers, she was courageous and capable of fighting, but she was still a worldly person when it came to dealing with people.
An immature little girl.
"You are really joking. The young lady will not be easily deceived. As for those who are not easy to deceive." Wei Rong said with a meaningful smile, "Then don't deceive."
What do you mean? Magistrate Song and the cronies present were about to ask, when rapid footsteps came from outside accompanied by shouts: "My lord, my lord, it's not good."
An official rushed in, shaking his official robe.
Magistrate Song's heart trembled. The rebels were coming? Did the Huang family go back on their word? There was chaos in the city?
The official pointed outside with frightened eyes: "Young Madam, Young Madam Wu, with their troops and horses, has surrounded the Huang family."
Magistrate Wei, who was a little nervous at first, regained his composure, a smile appeared on his lips, and he reached out to pick up a cup of good tea on the table and took a sip.
So, you still don’t understand Mrs. Wu.
If you had heard this woman say on the city wall that I had killed both the county magistrate Wang Zhi and Dewey, you would not have thought this way.