Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 191 The Carriage
One more talent is more dangerous than one less.

Nan Surou changed the management model of Hu Mansion, and she felt much more relaxed. All those cumbersome matters were handed over to the major managers, which not only allowed them to restrain each other, but also let them make use of each other, while she herself watched from the sidelines. Inspect the work every month and plan the overall management model before you can rest.

With free time, Nan Surou still wants to get acquainted with Kanehu's industry more.

The legend of the "spies of the enemy country" and the farce of the Mingyue Palace were written and sung by storytellers in the market, and became the talk of the common people after dinner.

And this well-known incident seems to have nothing to do with Nan Surou.

Nan Surou eats what she should eat, sleeps what she should sleep, today she came to Tianzi No. [-] of Wanbaozhai as a routine.

Today is the day she promised Yun Ai to meet every month.

Nan Surou sat by the window, drinking tea for a while, staring at the busy traffic downstairs without saying a word.

"Young General Huo will arrive in the capital soon." This was the first sentence Yun Ai said after entering the door.

"Oh? Who is General Huo Shao?" Nan Surou narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Concubine Ming's original name is Huo Yue." Yun Ai pointed.

"Oh, after a woman was bullied at her in-law's family, did her mother's family come back to seek justice?" Nan Surou sneered.

"Let's see..." Yun Ai chuckled for a while.

From the beginning to the end, Nan Surou's eyes were always looking out of the window.

From a distance, she saw a scene, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Not far from Wanbaozhai, crowds shuttled and traffic was busy.

A blue carriage walked slowly due to the huge crowds on the street, and finally stopped beside the jewelry shop a section of the way from Wanbaozhai.

An old man was wearing an old brown brocade gown. Although the quality of the outfit seemed to be acceptable, it was made of outdated materials and styles. He had gray beard and hair, and he was a little staggering when he walked. He couldn't help pulling the old lady who was also wearing the same clothes , said in a low voice: "My wife, let the servants do these things, our family is not short of money."

The old lady shook her head and said: "Well, we are just such a daughter, who entered the palace as a concubine, but she did not honor the lintel, she just gave birth to a good grandson for us, His Royal Highness is now being raised under the empress's lap, but still Come back to see us two old things from time to time, we have to take care of him when he comes back this time."

The old man couldn't help objecting: "Isn't it the rice cake from Wanbaozhai? Wanbaozhai is too prosperous and there are too many people. You just ask your servants to help you line up. It's not like His Royal Highness hasn't eaten that stuff before."

The old lady didn't listen to the persuasion, and still moved with the crowd, "That's his favorite snack after all."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the old man had no choice but to give up, and sighed: "Oh, well, I can't tell you. I just think that there are too many people on the streets of Wangdu, and the carriage moves slowly."

The old lady laughed when she saw that he was no longer persuading him: "So let's go on foot. Wanbaozhai's rice cakes are limited every day. If you go late, they will be gone."

"Well, I'll walk with you today." The old man waved his hand to the front. "This clothing store in Wangdu is still thriving..."

suddenly--

"Da da da--"

A few hurried hoofbeats suddenly overwhelmed the boiling human voice from far to near.

"Eh?"

"boom--"

Accompanied by his wife's doubtful voice, a loud noise followed, interrupting the old man's muttering to himself.

In just a split second, a few tens of feet ahead, an agarwood wooden carriage that almost burns people's sights sprang out from the crowd, causing people to turn upside down wherever they went. is on.

The old lady who was standing next to the old man was kicked far away by the horse's hoof, and her old body could not adapt to such a rapid and violent slamming on the flagpole of the ready-made clothing store.

There was another loud bang, the flagpole couldn't bear the pressure and broke, and the old lady's body slammed to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"My wife—" A desperate cry came from the old man's mouth, piercing the sky. His eyes were red, and he rushed over suddenly. Although his steps were staggering, he walked like flying. "Cheer up! Someone! Help—"

What is frightening is that after encountering such a thing, the two carriages made of agarwood went away without a trace.

Under the bright sun, on the street full of people, the old man hugged the old lady's body and cried. He seemed to be thrown into a still space. In deathly panic and silence.

"It's so pitiful, this old lady is hopeless." Someone in the crowd spoke first.

Another person echoed: "Yes, yes, the carriage that just left in the dust belongs to General Huo's residence."

Someone next to him heard the words General Huo's Mansion, and immediately sighed: "It's miserable, it's useless to report to the official."

Tianzi Room No. [-] on the top floor of Wanbaozhai.

Nan Surou and Yunai clearly saw the scene downstairs, at this moment, the shopkeeper suddenly knocked on the door and came in, bringing them refreshments.

The shopkeeper was about to leave, but was stopped by Nan Surou: "Shopkeeper, what's the matter over there?"

The shopkeeper raised his head and looked out the window for a moment, then responded respectfully: "Miss Hui, it's a pair of old people who were walking on the street and accidentally bumped into a rampaging carriage. The old lady died on the spot, what a pity."

Nan Surou peeked at the interested Yun Ai, licked her lips for a moment, and then said to herself in a low voice: "Really?"

The shopkeeper also took a peek at Yunai, before hesitatingly said in a low voice: "The old lady is the wife of the current prince's birth mother, and she often comes to our place to buy rice cakes."

If it was an ordinary outsider, the shopkeeper would not be so talkative. Seeing Nan Surou now, he naturally knew that Nan Surou would not ask random questions, so he had no choice but to tell everything he knew.

"The prince's biological mother?" Nan Surou raised her eyebrows.

The shopkeeper wiped his sweat without any trace, then lowered his voice and said: "Yes, miss, we don't dare to talk about this matter, after all, now the prince is under the empress's lap, and his family should be the empress." Your natal family is right, but blood is thicker than water, this matter cannot be changed, you are asking in this private room today, only the younger ones dare to tell you, if it is in the outer hall, the younger ones would not have the guts say."

Nan Surou's eyes flashed, and she asked again: "Which noble mansion in the royal capital does the carriage that caused the accident just now belong to?"

The shopkeeper thought for a moment before saying cautiously: "It seems to belong to General Huo's residence."

"General Huo?" Nan Surou raised her eyebrows even higher.

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know what will happen to this matter."

Nan Surou lowered her eyes, waved her hands at the shopkeeper and said, "Understood, no matter what the diners say, you should be vigilant and don't talk nonsense to cause trouble."

"What the young lady said is true, and the younger one will definitely follow through." The shopkeeper bowed his head and responded respectfully.

Nan Surou nodded, stood up from her seat, and said: "Okay, I should go back home, you can go to work."

"Yes, I'm going to prepare a frame for the young lady." The shopkeeper bowed his head and retreated respectfully.

Yun Ai glanced at Nan Surou, her eyes were full of calculating light, her charming lips curled into a treacherous arc, she laughed lowly, and said to herself: "General Huo's Mansion, Concubine Ming, Crown Prince, Empress... Heh heh, the wind is going to blow up again."

(End of this chapter)