Chapter Ninety-Six: A Thousand Miles Home

"Young Master, are you back?"

Bai Zhen glanced at the old servant who seemed to be very attentive, nodded in reply, and asked, "Is my father back?"

The old servant said: "Not yet, the old man wrote a few days ago that it would take more than ten days to come back." ”

Bai Zhen also guessed that his father would not come back, so he didn't even bother to nod when he heard the words, and walked directly to his courtyard.

"Hey, young master!" the old servant said a little embarrassed when he saw Bai Zhen turn around, "There are guests." ”

Bai Zhen smiled, and understood why he was so attentive, but he pretended to be puzzled: "Guest, wouldn't it be good for the guest to let the lady receive him?"

The old servant was even more embarrassed, but he had to bite the bullet and say: "Those are all friends of the old man's rivers and lakes...... The old slave thinks it's better for the eldest young master to go for a while, right?"

Bai Zhen turned around and continued to walk forward: "What do you think? Madame said that I don't need to take care of the matter of the guests coming to the mansion, why should I bother to be disgusted?"

"Young Master, hey, big young master!" The old servant shouted a few times, and seeing that he didn't intend to listen at all, he gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Young Master, this is also what Madame meant, if it's convenient for you to go." ”

Bai Zhen said lightly: "I'm obviously inconvenient, I've just arrived home after walking for so long, I'm tired to death, how can it be convenient?"

The old servant cried bitterly: "Oh, my young master, is it an old slave who begs you to succeed? ”

Bai Zhen naturally didn't really bother a subordinate, and seeing that his anxiety really didn't look like he was pretending, he agreed: "Lead the way." ”

The old servant looked at Bai Zhen's somewhat wrinkled clothes and asked, "Do you want to change your clothes?"

Bai Zhen glanced at him: "It's better for me to change it?"

The old servant hurriedly smiled: "No need to change, no need to change." "Lead the way with a quick step.

In fact, there is no need for someone to lead the way when you go to the main hall, but in order to show "I was invited here", Bai Zhen doesn't mind letting him lead the way.

"I have never seen a woman who is so unruly in her duty, relying on giving birth to a few children, she dares to claim to be the master, it is shameless. ”

"Brother Wen, don't say it. ”

"Master Hou, don't stop me, I'll ask her, Bai Shi's nephew ran to Bianliang this time and hasn't returned yet, is it a good thing you did again?"

Although the concubine is only a concubine, she is also the only one in the family who deserves to be the hostess. The eldest young master is already in his twenties, and he is not a six-year-old child, and it is normal to go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, how can he blame the concubine? No matter how poor the concubine is, she is also the mother of several young masters, right?"

"Young master, no, a few young people who came out of the house actually kicked out their eldest brother, and Wen is also a long way to know. Let me tell you, Yaotang did not renew the string because he mourned his deceased wife. Even if he wants to continue the string, he will marry Miss Beppu. The mistress of the Bai family has nothing to do with you!"

Bai Zhen stood at the door and listened with interest for a while, and saw that the old slaves around him were about to cry urgently, so Shi Shiran walked into the hall and knelt down to salute: "Ask Uncle Mu and Uncle Wen how it is, I have seen Uncle Zhuo and Palace Master Ran." ”

Wen Shu saw him suddenly come out, and couldn't help asking, "When did you come?"

Bai Zhen stood up and said, "My nephew just arrived, and he came in directly." Looking at the beautiful woman sitting in the main seat, she pretended to be surprised: "Aunt Zhou is not feeling well, why is her face so bruised?

At most, Zhou's face turned slightly red because of annoyance, and when it came to Bai Zhen's mouth, he became "bluish and purple", and he couldn't help but breathe angrily, and then barely squeezed out a smile: "Zhen'er is back?

Bai Zhen was stunned for a while, and then suddenly said: "Auntie is asking me, the plate is enough, and I can take some silver taels at any time when I meet my father's shop on the road, but I also have a very chic play." ”

Seeing that he wasn't too embarrassed, Zhou's face improved slightly: "Your younger brothers and sisters are still clamoring to ask when you will come back, but they finally look forward to your return." ”

Bai Zhen smiled faintly: "Fortunately, I rushed back before my father came back, otherwise I would have left a few shops to go out to play, and I might not know how to be scolded." ”

Zhou echoed: "Yes, fortunately, fortunately. ”

Bai Zhen accompanied her for a while to play the play of "Mother and Son's Filial Piety", and then asked: "Auntie's face is still a little bad, I'm afraid that everything is heavy, and I'm tired, right?

Zhou couldn't wait to leave quickly, but when he heard this, he hurriedly agreed, and got up and left after saying a few polite words.

"Hmph!" Wen Shu looked at the back of Zhou's departure and asked Bai Zhen, "Why do you bother to talk that nonsense with her?"

Bai Zhen emptied the chair that Zhou often sat on, sat down in the second seat, and when he heard Wen Shu ask himself, he just smiled lightly: "Otherwise, what is my uncle going to do?"

Wen Shu said: "I'm angry for you, you are the eldest son......"

Bai Zhen smiled bitterly: "You are here again." I didn't listen to Ziyu nagging about your sister-in-law's prejudice, why are you so worried about my turn?"

Wen Shu obviously didn't do this for the first time, he smiled embarrassedly when he heard this, and then said: "All the concubines in my family are daughters, and I have never seen any room that dares to make things difficult for my sister-in-law." ”

Bai Zhen couldn't cry or laugh: "With the temperament of uncle, Brother Wen, and Ziyu, where can anyone eat the heart of a bear and dare to make things difficult?"

Wen Shu said: "You should learn from us." You wait, when your father comes back, I will give him a good lecture. Really, I don't care about my son at all. ”

Trojan Marquis also joined the persuasion array: "I bet I've heard this more than twenty times. He looked at Bai Zhen with a gesture.

Bai Zhen smiled bitterly: "Forty times." ”

Wen Shu was stunned for a moment, and continued: "Your father only has one son......

Bai Zhen reminded weakly: "Four." ”

Wen Shu nodded: "Okay, even if it's four, the problem ......"

Bai Zhen looked at Trojan Marquis for help, and Trojan Marquis had no choice but to smile again: "Okay, he just came back, and you will start your tirade again." Can we talk about anything else?"

Bai Zhen also hurriedly followed the words of Mumahou and asked, "Are you here to find your father?

Wen Shu was silent at this time, looking at Trojan Marquis, Trojan Marquis hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you know about the dispute between the beggar gang and the puppet palace?"

Bai Zhen was stunned and shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it." ”

Trojan Marquis said: "I also just came back, and I only heard about it in the past few days. To be precise, it was the Mao Gang Master who wrote to ask us for help. There should also be a letter from Brother Bai delivered here, but when he asked, he said that he had not received the letterhead. ”

Bai Zhen frowned: "Help? Bai Fu wants to have nothing to do with the beggar gang, why do you want to ask your father to help?" looked at the rest of the people, with a little puzzlement in their eyes. Among the people here, only the Trojan Marquis Mansion may have a small intersection with the beggar gang, but it is not a big friendship. The remaining forces are even less concerned with the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and they have nothing to do with the beggar gang.

Zhuo Yi said: "Mao Heng sent the letter to me to pass it on to Qing Yan, maybe his letter is not easy to send to the Qi Palace." ”

Bai Zhen nodded in understanding, but he was still puzzled: "The little prince is proficient in mechanical techniques, and he has a feud with the puppet palace, and it is not incomprehensible that the Mao gang leader found him." But what reason do we have to be found by the beggars?"

Mumahou said: "The reason why he came to me is probably because of the trick and the industry of Mufu. ”

"Industry?" Bai Zhen was even more confused.

Trojan Horse Hou headed: "According to the letter, the puppet palace Ming Palace has a large number of industries as rudders. They bought a few rudder positions in Fengyun Xuan. Let's do our part to get rid of the puppet palace and the shop is owned by us. In this place in the south of the Yangtze River, there are probably only a few people who can eat the rudder of the puppet palace. ”

Baifu, Wenfu, Mufu, Qingfeng Palace......

Bai Zhen thought to himself for a while, but smiled: "There are so many people in a few shops, and the tone is not small." ”

Zhuo Yi said: "There is still a reason for revenge." That's the way it is, what do you think?"

Wen Shu said: "I don't want to get involved. The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the puppet palace is not easy to deal with after all, so I don't think there is any need to meddle in it for the sake of such a shop. ”

Trojan Marquis groaned: "I don't want to be an enemy of the puppet palace, it's not worth it." ”

Bai Zhen looked at Ran Xingchen: "What about Brother Ran?"

Ran Xingchen, who had always been silent, slowly spoke at this time: "My father told me not to be an enemy of the puppet palace easily before his death. Even the little prince didn't make a move to the puppet palace, and I don't think I need to do such a stupid thing. ”

Everyone was silent, and they had to admit that his reason was the most sufficient. The only reason why Ran Xingchen might intervene in this matter was to avenge Ran Tongxuan. But Ran Xingchen's hatred for the puppet palace will definitely not be more than Zhao Qingyan's hatred for the puppet palace. Zhao Qingyan took Da Nei to the puppet palace in a big move, why did he "give up" and let go of the puppet palace rudder?

Therefore, if Zhao Qingyan doesn't do it, they don't do it.

Zhuo Yi naturally understood what they meant, and shrugged: "If you are not in a hurry, it is estimated that it will not be long before Qingyan will come over, and I will forward the letter to him." ”

Several people have the idea of not planning to meddle in this matter, so they naturally don't mind waiting for half a month.

Bai Zhen said: "When the results come out, my father will probably come back." ”

Wen Shu originally wanted to say something, but glanced at Zhuo Yi and took back what he had said. Although he has a rough temperament, he is not unaware of his son's love for Mu Qinghan. Wen Shu looked down on Zhao Qingyan's weak and weak son of Zhao Qingyan from the bottom of his heart, but because Trojan Mahou was determined to marry Mu Qinghan to him, he could only complain secretly.

When Trojan Marquis marries his daughter, he is tantamount to taking all the family property he has saved all his life as a dowry. With this "dowry" and Mu Qinghan's excellence, why worry about not finding a good husband? Wen Shu also watched Mu Qinghan grow up, and it was naturally good for her to marry her own son, but even if she didn't marry into her own family, he would be relieved to have a good home.

But who is Zhao Qingyan? Although King Qi has never taken a concubine in his life, it does not mean that Zhao Qingyan can also do it. Which woman is willing to give her husband to another woman? This is not the most important thing, the important thing is that Zhao Qingyan is a frail and sickly cripple. How far will you be dragged down by marrying such a person?

Wen Shu was upset for Mu Qinghan, but he couldn't say anything. Even if Trojan Mahou is willing to listen, he must take Zhuo Yi's face into account. Even if you can put Zhuo Yi's thoughts aside, it's too late. It's too late.

In the end, what else could Wen Shu say except for a long sigh?