After learning that Mrs. Wu was back, Xiang Nan sent a famous post asking to see him, and the prefect came to the inn in person, attracting all the people on the street to watch.

"This is Captain Xiang of the White-robed Army."

"The white-robed army knows, right?"

"When the young lady went to Yizhou to save King Zhao, it was thanks to their assistance."

The officials who followed explained to the people that when they heard that they had helped Mrs. Wu Shao, the people were even more enthusiastic, Xiang Nan was invited to the prefect and hugged all the way, and many businessmen shouted to give wine and gifts.

Chen Er is okay, after all, the place where their white-robed army passed in Huazhou is also popular, and the entourage of the Xiang family is the first time to see this kind of scene, they are excited and incredible, and then look at the young man walking with the prefect, and feel familiar and unfamiliar.

"The little boy has grown up." An older retinue sighed.

They are the entourage of the old lady of the Xiang family, and they all look at the children and nephews in the family with a bit of condescension, and they are all put away at ease at this time, the little son is an adult, and he is the son of the Xiang family who can take charge alone.

The prefect invited Xiang Nan to a banquet in the mansion, but Mrs. Wu did not appear.

"The young lady knows you're coming." The prefect patted his arm and said enthusiastically and excitedly, "I immediately talked about Xiang Duwei's great kindness, let us entertain him well, speaking of which Xiang Duwei is Xuanwudao, can you recognize the situation of Yun'an Mansion?" ”

"I was lucky enough to see it once." Xiang Nan replied.

The prefect sighed: "I don't know how he is now?" ”

Xiang Nan happened to know and answered, and other officials and generals also asked about the people they knew, Xiang Nan knew some and some didn't know, and communicated with each other, some were still holding on, some were thieves, and some had died, so that everyone was sad and happy, and the more they drank, the more they drank, and when Xiang Nan woke up again, it was noon the next day.

"Young master, the prefect sent the cook from the yamen and boiled sobering soup for the young master."

"The young master is still young, and the amount of alcohol is not good."

"The sixth master can't drink too much, I still remember that he drank too much and was carried back."

The entourage of the Xiang family asked and laughed in front of the bed.

Xiang Nan lay on the bed and listened with a smile, looking at the top of the tent, drinking too much, but not so much that he was unconscious, mainly because he saw that Mrs. Wu Shao would not come, and these people didn't want him to ask more about Mrs. Wu, so they just pushed the boat.

"Master." Chen Er came in from outside, "When are we leaving?" ”

Xiang Nan sat up from the bed and beckoned, "You came just in time, go and send a name card to Mrs. Wu for me." ”

Chen Er glared: "Do you want to send it?" ”

The entourage of the Xiang family was also a little surprised: "Young Master still wants to see this Young Lady Wu?" ”

Yesterday's personal banquet by the prefect of Gwangju Mansion was already equivalent to the banquet of Mrs. Wu Shao, and Xiang Nan wanted to make friends with Gwangju Mansion and Zhenwu Army, which was enough.

Mrs. Nawu is the family member of the Wudu Lieutenant of the Zhenwu Army, not an official or a general, so she has to see what she does.

Xiang Nan washed his face with water, the young man's face was full of spirits, and he sat down at the desk to write: "Because of Mrs. Wu, Gwangju Mansion treats each other so ceremoniously, I should thank you." Then he commanded his attendants, "Go and buy some gifts." ”

That's right, the Xiang family's entourage nodded in response, the market in Gwangju Mansion is very prosperous, and it will be bought back soon.

"There are even specialties of our Taiyuan Mansion." The attendant said in surprise, "And it's not an inventory of years." ”

It was not before, but now there are rebels in the capital between Taiyuan Mansion and Huainan Road.

"Merchants are really not afraid of death." Chen Er shook his head, "Let them fight." ”

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "That's because there are enough interests to attract them, so they are not afraid of death." Shaking his head again, "They only see interests." Hand the letter and the name card to Chen Er, "Send it." ”

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"Want to thank me?" Li Minglou asked, looking at the prefect holding the name post.

The prefect responded by handing over the name post and letter, but the name post and letter were first taken by Yuan Ji and opened for inspection before handing them to Li Minglou.

The letter was still as short as the previous one, but Li Minglou smiled after reading it, and now Li Minglou no longer covered his face, and the prefect was a little dazed when he saw this smile, clear and plump, and once again felt that it was wise for Mrs. Wu to cover her face.

"Your Excellency, look at it."

Li Minglou's voice summoned the prefect back to his senses, and the prefect hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, thinking that the young lady had to show him the foreign man's private message, if this kid had any inappropriate words, he would immediately beat this kid out of Huainan Dao, and the young lady was just like his daughter, no one wanted to tarnish his reputation.

There were only a few lines in the letter, and the prefect read it three or four times to understand it, and then raised his head and said, "This time it's not to thank you, it's to praise the young lady." ”

The previous letter said that it was a great grace to thank the Zhenwu army in the chaotic battle, and yesterday he thanked him on behalf of the Zhenwu army of Gwangju Prefecture, and today Xiang Nan praised the young lady's great merit to Li Min's common people, and generally speaking, the person who was praised should thank him in person.

Li Minglou said to Yuan Ji: "You arrange someone to thank him for me." ”

Yuan Ji responded, Li Minglou looked at the prefect again: "Where is this my great merit, but I and my mother-in-law encountered a disaster on the road, my mother-in-law was frightened, and I wanted to do more to appease her, not to mention that these things are all done by adults, my mother-in-law and I are a woman in the house and a woman in the house is sick, and we only have such a few people, I dare not take this merit." After saying that, he smiled, "This merit can only be received by the prefect." ”

Then he can only thank him, and the prefect laughs: "The great merit of the young lady and the lady is to set foot in our Huainan Road, then I will receive the other merits." ”

After saying no more, he left without saying a word, leaving the inner house and returning to the front hall, and the prefect's expression became vicious, shouting at his cronies and officials.

"Come on, come on, little bunny." He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll play with him with this kind of fancy intestines." ”

Xiang Nan received the banquet again, this time in addition to the officials and generals of the Yamen, there was also an old servant of the young lady of Wu present, the old servant was articulate and could speak well, and thanked Xiang Nan again and again for praising the young lady of his family, and then thanked the prefect and other officials.

The prefect was ashamed and asked what he had seen and heard along the way, Xiang Nan described the troubled times and the difficulties of the displaced people in the local area, and praised the paradise in the Gwangju Mansion, and the prefect was sad and relieved.

"Xiang Gongzi, thank you for seeing this." The prefect took Xiang Nan's hand, "Don't hide it, we are really difficult." ”

tells how he was besieged and the enemy city was almost destroyed.

"The observation envoy has surrendered to the enemy with tens of thousands of troops, the sky has collapsed in our Huainan Province, smashing my head, what can I do, we can only grit our teeth and stand up with blood flowing."

"There are more and more victims, they are all ordinary people, the meat on the palms and backs of our hands, how can we turn them away!"

"Do you know how much it costs? Not to mention anything else, rice, the rice that boils porridge every day, it is not rice, it is silver, and it can't be bought. ”

"Those straw huts are not the simple ones we built, they are really simple and they are going to be sad to death, not to mention the bricks and stones, not even wood."

"In the end, we had no choice but to tear down a lot of official posts."

The more the prefect spoke, the more excited he became, and the old servant of Mrs. Wu Shao even told a story about how the Gwangju Mansion resettled the displaced people, heavy rain in summer and heavy snow in winter, and the prefect took Xiang Nan's hand and cried, and the officials and generals present also shed tears.

"Xiang Gongzi, we really don't ask for any great merit, but you can see it, someone can see it, no matter how hard we work, it's worth it."

This time Xiang Nan was not drunk, and the officials and generals at the banquet were all drunk.

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There was a bang, and the cold winter water hit his face, Xiang Nan took a deep breath and raised his head.

"What about today? Still not going? Chen Er handed over the handkerchief on the side, pouting and mocking.

"Of course, how about it called a three-way thatched house?" Xiang Nan wiped the cold water from his face and laughed, threw the towel to Chen Er, walked to the table to pick up the pen, and the laughter turned into a light smile condensed and curved on the side of his mouth, "I see how she sent me this time." ”

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The prefect stood here in Li Minglou and held the post with an angry expression.

"These rich kids are like this, and they are a scoundrel on the inside." He said, "Young lady, I tied him up and threw him out of Gwangju Mansion, what about the white-robed army, whether it is Huazhou or Xuanwudao or Taiyuan Mansion, am I still afraid of them in Huainan Province of Gwangju Mansion?" ”

Yuanji took the post and checked it and handed it to her.

What the hell is this guy trying to do? Li Minglou frowned and opened the letter, this time the letter was shorter than the previous two times, only a few words.

Mrs. Wu Shao, in danger.