Yun Luo remembered that once he saw Mrs. Di in Anyuntang, where Old Madam Fan lived, her face full of powder that couldn't hide her swelling, and couldn't help but believe what Yun Niang said.

"This outer room is also a powerful character." Yun Lin smiled slightly, and there was no sigh in his tone. "Xinyang's fried dumplings? This outer chamber will eat, and it knows this food.

"Sister, are Xinyang's fried dumplings delicious?" Yun Niang's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"That's nature, it's the most famous snack in Xinyang. Put the freshly made meat dumplings in a hot pan and fry until the surface is golden brown, drain the oil and serve. When eating, beware of burning your mouth, take a bite gently, and there will be fragrant meat juice flowing out, leaving a fragrant fragrance on your lips and teeth, which is greedy...... In Xinyang, whoever has a festive event will make this fried dumpling. When it came to fried dumplings, Yun Luo seemed to smell the aroma, his face was fascinated, and his eyes were shining.

Yun Niang, who listened to the description, swallowed her saliva, and it took a long time before she found her voice-

"Sister, how come I have never eaten such a delicious thing in Xinyang?" Yun Niang didn't follow, pulling her sleeve and being coquettish.

"How long has my sister been in Xinyang?" Yun Luo smiled and comforted her, "When you return to Xinyang, my sister will do it for you." ”

"That's a word, huh?" Yun Niang's gaze was so eager that Yun Luo guessed that if she broke her promise, Yun Niang would not let her go.

"Well, that's a deal." Yun Luo chuckled, his eyes doting.

Yun Niang curled the corners of her mouth with satisfaction.

"Well, I heard that after Master Di arrived. Mrs. Di was helped out by Fang's mother, and Master Di didn't return to the house that night, waiting for the outer room to stabilize the Di mansion. I think I'm quite capable of coming to that outer room. Yun Niang turned the topic to Master Di again.

"Mrs. Di has been sick since she returned home?" Yun Luo smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Said that Mrs. Di waited for Lord Di all night, and then the next day after Lord Di returned to the house, the two closed the door and didn't know what to say, and later, Young Master Di broke in, and the voice was a little noisy, and finally. Master Di brushed his sleeves and left. Mrs. Di fell ill. Yun Niang covered her mouth and smiled.

She had a very bad impression of Mrs. Di.

I always feel that Mrs. Di, who smiled dignifiedly, did not look at people with her eyes, but with her nostrils.

Therefore, he was not sympathetic to Mrs. Di's plight, and even gloated.

But. It's like this for just one outer room. Seems to be somewhat ...... Make a mountain out of a molehill?

"Oh." Although Yun Luo did not express his feelings as obviously as Yun Niang. But when I heard that Di Fu was like this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At least Mrs. Di didn't have time to pursue her departure.

The words "lost something" unexpectedly crashed into her mind, and she suddenly realized. Maybe Master Di's anger is for something else!

In this way, Master Di and Mrs. Di have more important things to deal with, and they should be very busy.

Does it mean that no one will hit her with ideas for the time being?

"Then I'm going to take care of it." Yun Luo said in a low voice, smiling knowingly.

Although Yun Niang felt that these words were a bit headless and brainless, she didn't care about it when she thought that Yun Luo was sick and should have rested well.

"What about Cao Fu? Are you ...... mourned?" Yun Luo asked coldly.

There was silence in the room, and the atmosphere took a turn for the worse.

"said that Mrs. Cao refused to mourn and cried a lot, and the stepson of the Cao family persuaded her twice, but Mrs. Cao scolded her for being a wolf, and finally sent the maid around her to coax people out......"

Contrary to the quietness in the early days of Cao Ying's death, Cao's Mansion is now very lively.

Every day, there are new stories in everyone's field of vision.

There was a slight stir, and the city was full of heated discussions.

Wolf's heart and dog's lungs? Yun Luo's eyes blinked vigorously twice.

Mrs. Cao is right...... What an image.

This unlearned stepson didn't think about how to get justice for his sister when his sister's death was unknown, but instead tried to persuade his mother to mourn as much as possible, if he said that he was not selfish, it would be a joke!

"What about Lord Cao?" Yun Luo cares about his attitude.

No matter how much trouble Mrs. Cao makes, she can't compare to the mediation between Lord Cao and Di Zhifu and others.

In her opinion, Lord Cao will definitely not let his concubine die innocently, no matter what, she will let go only if she gets the greatest benefits.

Cao Ying died in the river outside the gate of Difu, and the prefect of Di could not escape the blame.

After Lord Cao scolded his stepson, he went out angrily. Yun Niang sighed for a while.

Who did Master Cao go out to?

It seems that things have not yet been settled.

Then we can only wait and see.

Yun Luo nodded, his face tired.

Yun Niang saw that she was not in good spirits, so she didn't linger any longer, got up and left.

Cao Ying's affairs were noisy, there were more and more ships backlogged on the wharf, and the merchants all gathered at the door of the Suzhou Mansion, while Master Di, who was sitting under the hanging plaque of the Ming Spiegel, looked at the lively hall like a vegetable market with a blue face.

None of the merchants who came to the hall were powerful merchants, just insignificant small characters, or there were two or three shops in the north and south, or a few rouge gouache shops, but they all insisted in unison that they had bought goods from the capital and piled them up on ships that could not enter the port, and the livelihood of the shops depended on the goods on the ships.

After talking nonsense, everyone stared at the expressionless Di Zhifu who was sitting in the hall tremblingly.

Although there was no lack of fear in his eyes, none of the dodging people flinched.

Di Zhifu was so angry that the corners of his heart hurt, and the green tendons on his forehead beat one by one.

Such a thing didn't need to be done by him, the prefect, in person, but Lord Cao said that he was sick at home, and Lord Tongzhi Su took leave to accompany the nephew of Lord Zhu, the waiter of the Ministry of Labor. A few small officials in the yamen couldn't stop him, crawled and knelt in front of him and wept bitterly, saying that they were besieged by those lowly merchants, and then looked at him pitifully with a pig's head face that was already bruised and swollen.

Enraged, he took steps to the court.

But as soon as he stepped into the threshold, before the people could sit down, there were howls like killing pigs coming from all directions.

"Adult ......"

"Lord Qingtian, ......"

"Please be the master of the grass people......"

"Save the grass people......"

The merchants in front of the hall pounced one by one.

Di Zhifu faced those teary eyes. At once, I glimpsed the hunger and persecution behind those eyes.

Damn it.

Di Zhifu's hand clenched his fist fiercely.

Tang Shao, you are ruthless enough!

They instigated these people to persecute the court.

"Shut up!" Master Di shouted violently, and his eyes slid past the people under the hall one by one.

There was silence in the courtroom.

The merchants couldn't help but shake their prostrate bodies, lowered their heads and anxiously exchanged glances with each other.

Such a small action naturally can't hide from the prefect Di who sat in the hall with cold eyes.

He was furious.

"On the contrary, you peddlers and pawns, in front of the official, are you blind and deaf?"

"Pop" was shocked, mixed with the rolling anger of Di Zhifu, surging towards the merchants.

Those people were so frightened that their faces were like earth, and they trembled like sifting sugar.

And then. Everyone couldn't help but look back.

Di Zhifu followed his gaze to focus on that focus.

The prostrate man was dressed in a brown robe. The hairline is clear, the hair is meticulously combed, and it is fixed with a white hosta.

Because I lowered my head, I couldn't see my face. But the white and fat face is faintly visible. Sophisticated fabrics. At first glance, it is pampered.

It doesn't fit in with other merchants who are clamoring for inaction.

"You, look up!" Di Zhifu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to point at it.

The kneeling brown-robed man slowly raised his head.

Deliberate.

The four eyes are facing each other-

It's him!

It's him!

The fire in Di Zhifu's heart was like being poured with oil. All at once to the highest point.

"Grass people Pei Yongnian has seen adults." The brown-robed man raised his head, and bowed respectfully, ignoring the astonishment in his eyes.

His demeanor was very calm, and he did not face the crampedness and flattery of the four rank masters at all.

fell into the eyes of Di Zhifu, and he was furious.

"Well, I didn't expect the big proprietor of the dignified Sutong Trading House to get mixed up with a group of peddlers and pawns." A piercing laugh spilled out of the mouth of Di Zhifu's throat.

All the people looked at each other.

Except for Pei Yongnian.

Yes?

It turned out that he was the big proprietor of Sutong Trading House.

These merchants obviously don't know Pei Yongnian's true identity.

One by one, I couldn't hide my surprise.

Pei Yongnian, who turned a blind eye to everyone's reactions, smiled slightly, and arched his hands one by one: "My lord's words are wrong. Pei Mou had a lot of goods stranded on the ship and couldn't get ashore, seeing that the delivery date had passed for more than half a month, and everything was in chaos, so he couldn't help but ask the adults with a group of bitter masters. I hope that the adults will have mercy and help Pei and others think of a way. ”

His words touched everyone's sensitive nerves, and easily pulled everyone's feelings back to the point from the shock that he was the big proprietor of Sutong Commercial Bank.

They're here today for the stranded goods.

The merchants who reacted quickly cried and cried one by one for help from the Di Governor's Mansion.

Do what you can.

It's ugly.

Get rid of the scoundrel's face.

was so angry that Di Zhifu's face was pale, and it was difficult to find the handsome and elegant people who were high up on weekdays.

"Presumptuous." A loud shout shook everyone and successfully stopped everyone's crying.

Everyone couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

That's the dignified prefect of Suzhou, holding the lives of their little people.

Only Pei Yongnian pursed his lips and was silent, looking determined and safe.

Di Zhifu's fiery eyes swept on Pei Yongnian's body, and it seemed that he could burn a hole.

The rest of the others all felt the anger in their eyes, and they couldn't help but shrink for a while.

But Pei Yongnian didn't seem to be aware of it.

This kind of indifferent arrogance undoubtedly stabbed Di Zhifu fiercely, and compared with the anxious Di Zhifu, there is a kind of irony that wants to talk about it.

There was a silent confrontation.

Undercurrents are surging.

The others understood a little and were silent.

The head hangs tightly to the chest. (To be continued......)

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