On the city tower, Magistrate Xu had a complicated look on his face. For the first time, he felt that even though he had countless strategies, once he was no longer under his rule, it was so difficult to plot against someone.
Or maybe this is not a coincidence, but the grandson is too difficult to deal with. What did you guess?
Thinking about this, Magistrate Xu became more and more uneasy and turned to ask Pei Dengke: "Sir, what should we do now? Are we still going according to the plan?"
I had planned everything for my grandson's plan, but unexpectedly he suddenly left. After he left, it wasn't that he couldn't plot anymore, but there were many variables.
What Xu Shangyi could think of, how could Pei Dengke not think of it?
He pondered whether the grandson had noticed something. When Xu Shangyi asked, he slowly said: "Isn't this exactly what we meant?"
What? Xu Shangyi didn't react.
Pei Dengko sneered: "Think about it, our goal is not to capture the grandson and punish him. This is something that only the emperor can do."
"Our purpose is just to let the world know that Taisun handles cases, is headstrong, has a fierce personality, and has a cruel temperament. He has inspired mutinous militiamen and is unworthy of being ruled by others."
"My grandson didn't move, so we had no choice but to accuse him. It was very reluctant. Now that he has moved, we are going to investigate the case. Isn't this just right?"
"We must not only continue, but also supervise the progress of the plan."
Having said this, Pei Dengke couldn't help but sigh again, and a trace of anxiety could not help but show on the old man's face: "Actually, Taisun dealt with it very well. He failed to get what he wanted several times."
"I think the Emperor is in Beijing and needs to be urged."
Pei Dengke's words sounded very reasonable. Xu Shangyi fell silent and thought about it carefully. Indeed, although the grandson suddenly drove away, which caught him off guard, it was actually a good thing for him and others to move!
If you do more, you will be wrong; if you do not, it will be good!
If my grandson doesn't do anything, he really won't be able to seize the opportunity.
If you do it, you will have the opportunity to make a fuss about many things.
Xu Shangyi nodded and thought for a long time: "I think it should be started at Fang Xi and Yu Lu, and we can't delay it any longer."
Nantong County·Merchant
This is a courtyard with three main rooms and several side rooms. There is a well in the middle and a large leafy tree. Under the window of the main room, there are some flowers and plants, and there are also some climbing trees on a bamboo frame.
There are about six or seven small green gourds hanging on the green vine, swaying slightly in the wind, which is really cute.
The furnishings inside and outside the house indicate that the family's economic level is average. They are not rich, but they are not poor either. They belong to a well-off family that is above food and clothing.
Everywhere is neat, clean, and full of warm atmosphere.
A young woman with a silver hairpin in her bun was carrying water from the well with her back to the door of the main room.
When she heard a sound coming from inside the house, she stopped for a moment, listened carefully, and found that there was no movement behind her. She poured the water into the water tank in the shade of the tree.
Seeing that the water in the water tank was full and clear and crisp, she closed the wooden lid, washed her hands, and boiled water on the stove so that she could make tea immediately when her husband woke up.
After everything was ready, she returned to the small porch of the outhouse, sat down, and began to continue weaving.
Although her family is much wealthier than ordinary farmers, her husband is a scholar and will have to take the imperial examination in the future, so she has to be careful about every penny spent.
Weaving was something she had to do every day, and she was already familiar with it. The sun shone in from the window, and there was a faint smile on her delicate face, as if she didn't feel that it was very tiring.
As soon as the squeaking sound started, it didn't stop for a long time.
Shang Xiucai, who was lying on the bed in the back room, had already woken up. In the past, the sound of weaving would make him impatient, but now it sounded like music played by a famous artist. He lay quietly and listened for a long time, closing his eyes.
He closed his eyes and sighed softly.
Shang Xiucai turned over and sat up, wiped his tears, put on his boots and robe and went out.
When his wife was weaving at a critical moment, he didn't interrupt her, just sat on a chair, held her chin, and watched quietly.
That look that seemed to have substance actually made the young woman weaving a little shy.
Although they were husband and wife, they only lived happily in the first few months. Her husband read and socialized every day, and did not spend a lot of time with her. After she had a child, what they could say every day was
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It had been a long time since her husband had looked at her with such passionate eyes, and Mrs. Shang couldn't help showing a shy look.
She didn't notice that Shang Xiucai was worried.
Mrs. Shang asked her husband: "Are you thirsty and hungry? There is hot water on the stove. When I finish knitting, I will make you a pot of tea."
Thinking about what my husband cared about most in the past, apart from studying and socializing, was his children.
While busy with her hands, she continued: "Xiaobao called his parents, I'm afraid he won't be back until tomorrow."
In fact, their yard was not bought, but rented on a long-term basis.
Because this place is relatively close to the county school where Shang Xiucai studied, and the merchant's hometown is in a town outside the city, the parents mentioned by Mrs. Shang are her parents-in-law.
Although the merchant has three sons, Shang Xiucai is the youngest, but their little boy is fair and smart, and is the favorite of the old couple, so every now and then, Shang Xiucai's father and mother will go to the city to give them some vegetables grown in the countryside.
If you want melons and fruits, take the child away and keep him there for a day or two.
Shang Xiucai listened blankly. He often heard these words in the past, but unlike now, he didn't feel bored just listening to them.
His wife's gentle gaze was like pool water under the moonlight, and he couldn't help but immerse himself in it.
After Mrs. Shang talked for a while, she saw that her husband was still sitting there looking at her without saying a word. She couldn't help but hesitate a little and asked: "But what difficulties did you encounter while studying? Or do you have an appointment with someone?"
Yes, my husband often looked like this when he encountered difficulties in his studies.
She advised: "It's important to study, and it's important to make friends. If you have an appointment with someone, you don't have to stay with me at home."
Mrs. Shang's back was turned to him and she couldn't see his expression at the moment. She urged: "If you have anything to do, just go. I'm at home."
Shang Xiucai clenched his fists and then unclenched them. After several times, he finally made up his mind. After a moment, he stood up and said dryly: "Then I'll leave."
With that said, he hurriedly walked out until he was out of the house and almost reaching the entrance of the courtyard, when he couldn't help but hesitate again.
Behind him are the shadows of the dancing trees and the small gourds swaying gently in the breeze. The squeaking sounds in the house are still coming from time to time. Without looking back, you can imagine the appearance of your wife weaving continuously.
The silver hairpin she wore on her head was one he bought for her when they first got married. It was engraved with a pair of mandarin ducks nestling together.
At that moment, the past love and the scene of a family of three suddenly hit him like a tidal wave.
Shang Xiucai's face showed a ferocious look, and he was struggling, as if there was another person in his body wrestling with him.