Chapter 11: Undercurrent
Chen Guo naturally didn't feel embarrassed by the shopkeeper, and turned around and went upstairs with an expressionless face. It's just that I said it dissatisfiedly in my heart, I don't know what to do.
In the private room on the second floor, the eighth master was sitting at the table near the window, looking at the scenery outside the window and drinking tea slowly. There was also a table of untouched food on the table.
Chen Guo pushed the door in, walked past the two guards guarding the door and walked to the eighth master, and whispered: "Master, they are all gone, saying yes, saying that they are not interested." ”
The eighth master showed a faint smile on his face and said, "It's a little arrogant." It's a pity. ”
Chen Guo didn't understand what this meant, but he clearly felt that his master was not angry.
"Let's go, this day is leisurely enough." The eighth master put down the teacup and got up.
Chen Guo went out to settle the bill first. But the shopkeeper told him that someone had already married. He naturally went back to report to the eighth master.
"yes, got it." The eighth master was not surprised at all, and said, "Let's go, let's go for a night view again." It's time to be busy tomorrow. ”
Chen Guo responded and followed.
In the early spring evening, there are not many people on the streets. The evening breeze was blowing with a chill. The eighth master walked on the street with Chen Guo, but he didn't know where to arrange the two guards.
Walking to a corner of the street, the eighth master suddenly paused and turned around, and saw a figure not far behind him suddenly flashed, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He sent two groups of men to follow him, and it took a lot of effort. If it's okay here, I really don't believe it! This is a typical thief with a weak heart! I'm sure the people he sent out tonight will be able to find something.
After a random turn on the street, the eighth master returned to the prefect's yamen.
"Eighth Master is still happy to play today?" The prefect of Yangzhou actually greeted him at the door in person.
The eighth master raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "You sent someone to follow me?" ”
"Wechen saw that you only took three people out, for fear of a mistake, and for fear of disturbing your interest in playing, so he only let people follow quietly." The prefect of Yangzhou laughed.
"So, today's dinner is also paid by your people?" The eighth master asked.
"Yes. When you come to Yangzhou, you should naturally be taken care of by the lower officials. ”
The eighth master saw that he had a somewhat flattering smile on his face, and he felt a little greasy in his heart. A faint warm smile appeared on his face again, and he said, "You have a heart." I'm tired of playing today, so I'll go back to rest. ”
"Then Weichen won't bother." The prefect of Yangzhou retreated to the side very interestingly and sent off the eighth master.
waited until the eighth master was gone, and then he asked, "Where did the two guards who had been following the eighth master go?" ”
"Please forgive me, the small, the little one is lost." Someone came out in the dark and replied.
"Useless stuff!" The prefect of Yangzhou had already lost the smile on his face, and changed to a serious expression, and said, "Go and notify someone over there to find it!" ”
"Yes!" The man answered and withdrew.
At this time, on the Zhang family's merchant ship, Mao Tongtong was standing on the deck bored, watching the last bit of sunset on the horizon be swallowed up by the night, and the lights began to light up little by little in the homes of the people living on the shore.
"Girl, it's windy at night, let's go in." Peach Blossom took a cloak and put it on Mao Tongtong.
"Mrs. Zhang is leaving?" She asked without looking back.
"Not yet." Peach Blossom replied truthfully.
"Then don't go back." Mao Tongtong said depressedly.
This Mrs. Zhang doesn't know how to say this, every morning, lunch and evening, just like three meals a day, will come to report. Talking to her E-Niang Chen, as if she was afraid that her E-Niang would be bored.
If she is here, that Mrs. Zhang can always pull the topic to her and say a few words. She's so tired of listening to it that she now makes excuses to quit and wait for her to go back when she's gone.
Zhang Sirui has not come to look for her since she was angry with her that time. Sometimes they just met on the deck, but they just looked at each other and didn't even say a word.
She is still very happy with the result. Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, and don't want to say more than a word with this kind of person.
In the past two days, she also heard some eyebrows from the chatter between Chen and Mrs. Zhang, it turned out that Zhang Sirui was going to marry in Beijing. The other party's family seems to be still a Beijing official. No wonder Zhang Sirui is so proud! The merchant girl can have this marriage, which is indeed worthy of her happiness.
But Mao Tongtong said that with Zhang Sirui's temperament, I really don't know if I can live well if I get married. And the official who can marry a merchant girl as a daughter-in-law is afraid that the grade is not high.
Of course, she is a modern person, and she does not mean to discriminate against business women. It's just that now in ancient times, the general environment was like this, and no one could change it.
Standing alone on the deck, thinking wildly, looking at the more and more shining stars in the night sky, she suddenly thought about her own Amma and her eldest brother.
When she first came here, because she had just been seriously ill, her eldest brother Mao Mingxuan was very nervous about her. I'm afraid that if I miss my eye, she will disappear, and almost all of my free time is with her.
The most common thing the siblings did was to sit together in her courtyard at night and watch the stars.
Such a bright star was only seen by Mao Tongtong in his hometown when he was a child. Later, when I entered the city, I rarely saw high-rise buildings everywhere.
Mao Chengyun also thinks of ways to make her happy every day. When I come back from business every day, I always have to bring her some gadgets. Sometimes it's a pack of snacks, sometimes it's a small toy.
It was the family's care for her that allowed her to gradually eliminate the fear of coming to this world.
I don't know if she and E-Niang have been gone for so many days, Ama and the eldest brother are good at home, but I miss them.
Two men are at home, and there is no woman to handle it, which is always uneasy.
Therefore, the Mao family is a real baby of her daughter. Some families send their daughters to Beijing, only to be escorted by a competent housekeeper or nurse at home, and the housewife has to stay at home.
"What do you think?"
Chen didn't know when he came out.
Mao Tongtong looked back at the concerned look on her face, and said with a smile: "My daughter is wondering if the snacks in the capital are as exquisite as our Yangzhou City." How lively is it at the feet of the Son of Heaven? ”
When Chen heard this, he laughed and said, "The feet of the Son of Heaven are naturally prosperous. Eniang still entered Beijing many years ago. But this snack will be known when you go. ”
"Listening to Eniang's words, obviously the snacks are not very good." Mao Tongtong pouted.
Chen laughed and told her what she had seen in the capital. Mao Tongtong listened carefully, and the little worry in his heart slowly dissipated.
Chen looked at her eyes, which were also shining in the night, and the smile on her face became softer and softer. Where did she not see the faint sadness in her daughter's eyes. She didn't think about her husband and son at home.
It's just that if she also reveals it, I'm afraid that the mother and daughter will hug and cry. So, it's better to talk about distractions.