But before Lian Xiaojun showed other skills, the people only saw his face.

Lian Xiaojun went out again, sitting in the carriage of Mrs. Wu Shao, and five hundred heavily armored soldiers, it is said that he is bored in Gwangju Mansion and wants to go to other places to relax.

Other businessmen have to spend money to get the escort of soldiers and horses in Fucheng, and even Xiaojun can rely on his face.

The prefect hid behind the door and watched Lian Xiaojun leave, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Don't you ask the young lady, what is Xiaojun doing here?" Changshi asked in a low voice.

"I don't care where he goes." The prefect flicked his sleeves, "It's better to leave and don't come back." ”

He didn't care what Mrs. Wu Shao did, he only did what Mrs. Wu told him.

"I don't know what you're afraid of, adult." The relatives were a little contemptuous, and took off the official robe for the prefect, "Mrs. Wu is such a good person, she eats and wears rich and extravagant, but she does not have the temper of those rich ladies." ”

None of them had seen her lose her temper, and she had found those children to be her attendants, and she couldn't do anything, but the young lady just smiled and didn't care, and held hands to teach them to write and read.

As for catching two writing gentlemen on the street, it is a big deal to accept a beautiful man to sing and play the piano for her, sit and laugh with her.

"You don't understand, such people are terrible." "They have big ambitions. ”

A person with big ambitions is informal, but if you stand in the way of her ambitions, she will be merciless.

Lian Xiaojun is not wandering around Gwangju Mansion, there is a lot less discussion on the street, although there are more young men dressed up and walking around outside the door of Mrs. Wu, but no one is invited in by Mrs. Wu, and the prefect is a little glad that Lian Xiaojun recommended himself, after all, there are few beautiful men like this in the world.

Such a person first entered the eyes of Mrs. Wu Shao, and her other appearances were not mentionable, not to mention that Mrs. Wu herself had the beauty of an immortal.

I don't know what that crow looks like? It should not be very good, the prefect still secretly guessed, it can be seen that Lian Xiaojun has taken his ease.

The prefect's life was actually easy, although it seemed that he was very busy, working day and night in and out, in fact, he was just in and out day and night.

How to do things is discussed by Mrs. Wu and Yuan Ji and others, and to do things, there are soldiers and generals, who are not very capable, but they have their own strengths and division of labor, just like ants, they can do things together when there are more people.

He will be present when things are discussed, and he will also come forward when things are done, and that's all, he is actually an ornament.

"Don't think the decorations are useless, adults." Mrs. Wu Shao led someone to tidy up the warehouse, selected exquisite splendid and gorgeous jewelry, and then asked Yuanji to take it out and sell it.

The official warehouse of Gwangju Mansion has long been out of money, and has been supported by Mrs. Wu Shao, but Mrs. Wu has no money, and the warehouses left in Dou County have been sold out, which she did not hide from the prefect.

"We must know our own business."

She regarded the prefect as her own person, just like the Wei Rong in Dou County, so when the Song prefect saw the Wei County Order again, she was not afraid that the Wei County Order would always put on a posture that you don't understand, and the young lady and I are our own people.

"Are the statues in the temple useful? But the people can't do without it, and if they have it, they have ideas. Mrs. Wu said, "Especially now that it is a troubled time, people are panicking, adults are the centering needle of a place, there are adults, the world is there, the government is there, the people's reliance is there, you are the head, a person without a head will die." ”

He is concerned with the life and death of Gwangju Mansion, and the prefect is proud and embarrassed: "What are you, young lady?" ”

"I'm just a guard, don't let others harm you, and don't let anyone cut off the life of the people of Gwangju Prefecture." Mrs. Wu said with a smile.

The prefect also smiled, how good it was to live.

"My lord, my lord is not good." A small official hurriedly came in and shouted, "There are many people who want to leave Gwangju Mansion." ”

Jokes, it's a great luck to find a blessed place now, everyone yearns for a paradise, who would be willing to run out?

The prefect didn't believe it, and neither did the people of Gwangju, so everyone was terrified when they saw the cars and horses on the streets jamming the roads.

These people dragged their families, with family members of all ages sitting in the car in front, family belongings in the middle car, and cattle and horses in the back.

The guards on horseback, the ladies in the cars, the servants and girls who walked and carried large bags and small bags, the gorgeous dresses and cloaks swayed in the sunlight, the birds chirped as the cars swayed, the curtains swayed, and a pure white cat ran down, and a group of girls chased after them, making the clogged streets even more chaotic.

It's just a family.

When a family travels, they can do a street, and there is only the big family in Gwangju Province, and there is no one who does not know this family.

"Masters of the Tian family, are you going on an outing?" Passers-by asked in surprise.

"We're leaving." The old man of the Tian family, who was on a horse and wrapped in a big cloak, replied.

Walk? What does it mean to go? Passers-by were in an uproar, but they didn't say anything when they asked these old men again, and the guards at the city gate couldn't ask more.

"Isn't Gwangju always going in and out freely?" The servant of the Tian family asked, "Is it possible to start checking now to prohibit entry and exit?" ”

In front of everyone's eyes, the guards didn't dare to say such things, so they could only let this group of people out of the city.

The prefect stood at the city gate, his hands clenched.

"My lord, not only them, but the Liao family is also here." The officials around him shouted in low voices.

The prefect looked back, there were cars and horses surging on the streets of the city gate here, and there were crowds of people on another street in the city over there.

The big clan was even more afraid of death at this time, and they suddenly abandoned the farm house and ran out, which must mean that there was no way out here.

The two families went out of the city, and the entire Gwangju Mansion was stirred.

The prefect cannot sit idly by.

"Tian Qiye, Liao Sanye, what do you mean by this?" He walked down the city wall and invited the lord of the Tian family and the Liao family to ask.

The two old men were respectful and sad: "We are following the orders of the adults, and we will leave Gwangju Mansion without handing over the land money and grain." ”

General? Did you think he would be afraid of them coming? Who is afraid that it is not necessarily, the way of the world now is not what it used to be.

The prefect said lightly: "If you want to leave, don't block the city gate, there are many people in and out, you can go in batches." ”

The two masters of the Tian family and the Liao family put away their respect, and changed their words and obeyed their words in the past.

"The Gwangju government has never asked for a limit on how many people can go out of the city, since we want to leave in batches, then ask the prefect to announce a guideline, how many people can go out of the city, and how many are not allowed to go out of the city, but we have rules to follow." They said politely and nonchalantly.

This rule is simple and simple, and it is a big trouble to say that everyone is regarded as the same, or is it a separate category? How much you can go out of the city and how much you are not allowed to go out of the city is not a matter of rules, this is a major event that has never suddenly appeared and caused speculation and confusion.

The prefect couldn't call the shots, and he didn't dare to call the shots, he looked at the two people standing in front of him, then at the crowded carriages and horses under the city gate, and then at the crowd surging in the distance, the noisy shouts, and the frightened people

It is not only the fierce soldiers and evil generals who can cause panic, but also these elegant dignitaries of the wealthy family.

Something is going to happen in Gwangju House!