Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 195 Take pity on me

The morning sun is slanting, and the eave gutters spouting out of the stalls on the streets of Wangdu cast shadows as dark as night.

But the walls where the sun hits reflected a gray light.

This is the most prosperous part of Wangdu, and it is also a very old street. The wooden doors of most of the stalls have been cracked and the paint has peeled off. The crowded Wanbaozhai has only been renovated in a few months, and it has always looked bright and beautiful. conspicuous.

At the gate of Wanbaozhai, which was already overcrowded before dawn, an old man hurried on his way. His face seemed to be flushed by the still cold dawn wind. The old brocade robe on his body seemed to be hung on a carpet on his shoulders. Walk staggeringly.

The old man tried to book Tianzi No. [-] room in Wanbaozhai, but he booked too late and could only book an ordinary private room.

However, not long after he booked the room, he left the room and wandered around the various floors of Wanbaozhai, like a traveler who lost his way in a maze.

The old man staggered along the floors, his feet seemed to be on fire.

Finally, when he repeated the route for the fifth time, he saw the carriage with the Hu Mansion logo arriving late.

An elegantly dressed girl floated down from the carriage like a beautiful phantom.

The girl has a bright and pink face like a peach blossom, and a pair of cat eyes full of magic. She walked into Wanbaozhai unhurriedly, strolling in the courtyard, and the waiters and shopkeepers saluted her respectfully wherever she went.

She walked to the counter and said something to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper took out a large bunch of keys from the cabinet behind him, and then made a gesture of invitation. It seemed that the shopkeeper was going to lead the girl upstairs. He knew what to take, so he was holding a keychain that looked like it weighed several kilograms.

The old man looked at her back, panic flashed in his eyes, he seemed to be coerced by fear, he stood there, shaking involuntarily, after a while, he took a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision As if, he stepped up and followed.

Until the end, the shopkeeper held a large stack of books and led Nan Surou into Tianzi No. [-].

Just when the door was about to close, there was a sound of "咻——", a gust of wind blew past, and the old man's haggard body was stuck in the doorway, "Miss Nan, please forgive me for being abrupt, I want to ask for something."

Nan Surou turned around to take a look, of course she knew that the old man had followed him all the way, and she also knew the identity of the old man very well.

Before Nan Surou opened her mouth, the shopkeeper took the lead in attacking her: "Old man, this is not the place for you. Our lady rarely shows up in public. Have you identified the wrong person?"

The old man had the fear of facing death on his face, but he said in a firm voice: "I did not admit the wrong person, the person I am looking for is Miss Nan."

"Heh~" Nan Surou responded to him, "Old man, we are not familiar with each other, what can you do?"

"About Liantang." The old man lowered his voice.

Nan Surou didn't expect that he didn't mention the carriage or the crown prince, but even mentioned Liantang. Isn't Liantang the "dying man" specially trained by Nan Surou to deal with Song Fugui? ?He exchanged his life alone in Liantang for the survival of his family after his death.

This old man...

Nan Surou said calmly, "Shopkeeper, let this old man come in to talk and prepare tea."

The shopkeeper didn't know why Nan Surou made this decision, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he answered, entered the door, put down the books, and walked out.

The old man followed Nan Surou into the door, and after the shopkeeper closed the door outside, he said anxiously: "It's you, last time the Liantang family received a subsidy from a mysterious person, it was you who did it, I'm old, come on He has lost his position, failed to help Liantang, and caused his family to be displaced, but his family still told me about it. You pity me, a widowed old man. I am very old and have no son to support me. My grandson doesn’t recognize me as a grandfather, and my wife died again, so misfortunes never come singly.”

Nan Surou walked to the window, sat down, and motioned for the old man to sit down too, but the old man didn't seem to appreciate it, and still stood upright.

Since he didn't want to sit, Nan Surou didn't force her. She glanced at the old man and said, "Old man, what do you mean by that? I just gave them some money because I felt sorry for them."

Hearing this, the old man blew his beard and stared, and said loudly: "There are many poor people in this capital, why do you support their family instead of others? I am old and my eyes are not good, but my heart is not. Blind, you bought his life with Liantang, and you use his life to deal with the person you want to deal with, right?"

Nan Surou's face did not change, but her voice became gloomy: "Old man, be careful not to speak out, all these things must be proved."

Seeing Nan Surou's reaction like this, the old man felt something like cold water running from his shoulders to his brain, he shook his head vigorously, "I beg you, help me, I can do whatever you want, or my life Pay you, I have nothing to lose anyway."

"You have already retired and returned to your hometown. You used to be the servant of the household department, but now you are just a commoner. What you have encountered is that this kind of powerful horse-drawn carriage hits people to death every year. Jing Zhaoyin will not offend the illustrious military exploits for the common people. General's Mansion." Nan Surou replied quietly.

"Actually, my wife and I are both at this age, and we may die at any time. If he got off the carriage and apologized at that time, I might forgive him. After all, no one can predict such a difficult thing to control, but , as an upright general, he not only escaped, but also used despicable methods to get rid of the crime, which really makes me unable to swallow this." The old man said in a tone without ups and downs: "Please, I will agree to whatever you want you."

"Old man, I'm sorry..." Nan Surou refused.

A quarter of an hour later.

Dong Liu, who was following Nan Surou, looked through the window at the staggering back of the old man gradually moving away from Wanbaozhai.

Dong Liu couldn't help saying: "Miss, that old man is really pitiful."

Nan Surou also looked at the back of the old man, and said in a mocking tone: "Poor? He is the grandfather of His Royal Highness."

Dong Liu was startled, covered her lips and said, "Prince?"

Nan Surou sneered, looked away, and said: "He didn't go to beg the prince, but came to beg me, but this is not my business, let him go."

Dong Liu agreed deeply, nodded and said: "Yes, why didn't he ask the crown prince? If the crown prince, the matter would be resolved more smoothly, right?"

"Hehe, the governor of Jingzhao House probably won't buy His Highness the face of the Crown Prince." Nan Surou narrowed her eyes slightly.

(End of this chapter)