Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Mansion is a Good Scene
There are too many people eating today, there are not so many places, and I don't know if I am curious or embarrassed, in short, the official and those little beggars are all sitting on the ground, holding a bowl of porridge in one hand and a steamed bun in the other, and they are eating with a snort.
Someone sitting at the door on the opposite side also held a bowl of noodles, ate with them, and said to the person next to him: "When people eat more, it is fragrant!" With that, take a bite of the garlic cloves.
The little beggar also felt that this meal was fragrant, after all, it was an official meal, and the official also felt that it was delicious, because it was not enough to eat, and the two mouthfuls of porridge and a steamed bun were not enough for them to stuff their teeth.
Seeing this, the cook had to go outside to buy a big drawer of steamed buns, and the person who delivered the steamed buns came over with a cage, and put down a big basin with his hand, it turned out that he saw that they were eating miserably, and took the initiative to send down his pickled vegetables.
Seeing this scene, Wang Rong smiled and sighed with the people around him, "There are still many good people in this world, look at it!" ”
He was about to step forward to thank the proprietress, but the proprietress turned around and quietly took the cook's hand, smiling innocently, "What, if the hall is open later, remember to leave me a good place." Then leaned into her ear, "I'll give you thirty less of this steamed bun, and you can keep the money you saved." ”
Seeing this, the cook patted the back of her hand and glanced at her meaningfully, "Don't worry." ”
As he spoke, the two of them walked outside arm in arm.
"Stop!"
These two people are here to discuss these dirty things in front of him, really he is an ornament?
The cook turned around and saw them holding a bowl in one hand and a steamed bun in the other, looking at them incredulously, "What's wrong?" ”
"You, you, what are you doing? Really, when I can't hear it? ”
The cook gave the steamed bun proprietress a reassuring look, and stepped forward to say to him, "It's not everyone doing this, my lord, don't just rely on me!" ”
As he spoke, he snuggled his chin and looked in the direction she pointed, good guy, it turned out that they were sitting on the ground and eating breakfast just to be close to the door and take bribes on the street.
He also saw that someone gave an official at the door a tael of silver and he caressed it, went to pick up a purse, checked it with his hand, felt that it was okay, so he accepted it, and the person who was rejected seemed to have searched for some big blow, and took out a piece of silver on his body in one go, and handed it to the official who was a little far away from the main gate.
"What are they doing?" Not to mention that he can't understand this wave of operations, even the master next to him is also in the clouds.
Seeing that he was puzzled, the cook stretched her neck forward, "You don't know? ”
What could he know? Just after eating breakfast, what could happen, but what else happened to him here, made him feel like a fool, the porridge steamed buns in his hand were not fragrant, and he was very angry, "Say it quickly!" ”
The cook pouted, and really looked at him with disgust, whether it was an adult, she didn't dare to be presumptuous, and said: "This morning this matter can be very troublesome, the big guys want to know what it is, no, they are looking for a relationship to find a good position, and it will be good to say to people in the future, you don't know, now you can make money by reselling the news, especially those big guys, hehe." ”
Hey, hey, Wang Rong used his heart with all his energy, the first time he was so popular in this mansion was to find out the news and rumors, if something happened to him, or he got into trouble with some big person, he was afraid that his official hat would not be guaranteed.
took a few deep breaths, and saw that the proprietress who bought the steamed buns was still watching the play on the side, and a pair of eyes fell directly on him, and suddenly his hairs stood up, "You, you, you, a woman's family, what are you doing to find out the news?" ”
The proprietress waved her hand and said kindly: "No, no, my man is a storyteller, I'll find out the news, next time he will make up stories, you don't know, they are in this business, the competition is huge, especially in recent times." ”
The court of several generations of stability suddenly began to be restless, so isn't there more things to say? Isn't that a lot of pressure!
Thinking about it, I felt that my thoughts were being carried away by them, and I felt irritable in my heart, "Go, go, go, go!" ”
The proprietress "sighed" and walked with her big cage, not forgetting to exchange glances with the cook before, Wang Rong saw it, and his heart was even more angry, so he almost drove people away.
It's not a way to go on like this, in the current situation, if what the beggar said is true, it's hard to do, if it's false, it's not easy to do, how should the beggar deal with it? The circle of interests in Kyoto is connected, and he offended the Ministry of Rites, and he is afraid that his career has come to an end.
I was anxious in my heart, looking at the appearance outside the door, I turned my head and asked the master, "Do you think this matter is not tried in court, but in private?" ”
When the master heard this, he was also very anxious, and said disapprovingly: "No, my lord! This matter has already made a big fuss, and it is difficult to stop, and there is a picket workshop in the people, which has to be supervised by the court! ”
When Wang Rong heard this, he had to give up, flicked his sleeves, picked up the steamed bun he hadn't eaten and hung it in his mouth and walked up the steps.
If you want to talk about folk pickets, they are not vegetarians, they all have unique skills, and earlier he had a case to ask them for help, good guy, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
Small picket workshops, there are rich businessmen, there are people in the rivers and lakes, there are literati and warriors, and even jugglers, and they are all very stubborn, one thing has to be explained to them, and every time there is a public announcement, everything is told to the people, it can be said that the people's awareness of their own rights is becoming more and more significant, and some of them have contributed to it.
This thing is really difficult to do, he looked at Jing Ming, who was standing upright in the corner and eating breakfast, and felt that things were even more difficult, how could he feel that this matter was not ordinary.
Yiren sat in the attic opposite the mansion, took in everything below, and smiled silently, "You see, the people will swell if they are not satisfied, and if they are not stopped, I am afraid that it will be much more chaotic than now." ”
Seventeen followed her words and glanced down, not paying much attention, picking and choosing on the table, choosing the best mung bean cake and handing it to her mouth, "Don't care about them, open your mouth." ”
Yiren looked at him expressionlessly, Seventeen pretended not to see it, opened his mouth wide, and seduced: "Ah!"
Helpless, Yiren had to open his mouth and take a small bite, and reluctantly said, "I won't eat it." ”
She really doesn't like to eat sweets, but the owner of the teahouse went to watch the play below, and only a few plates of dim sum were served, and Seventeen saw that she really didn't like to eat, and she was not reluctant, so she stuffed the mung bean cake she hadn't eaten into her mouth, almost choking.
"Slow down, slow down!" Yiren hurriedly went to give him a smooth back, and as soon as he got closer, his waist was hugged.
"What are you doing?" Seventeen hugged the person on his lap, twisted a piece of sesame cake and handed it to his mouth, "I want to have breakfast, Xiao Pick said that you didn't eat last night, and the little lady is not well-behaved." ”
"Well, open your mouth!"
Xiao Xiao turned around silently, hanging his head to look at his toes.