Yu Tang Golden Boudoir

Chapter 190 Bei'an City

"I didn't find anything useful." Wang Dafu replied: "The old gentleman's surname is Weng, he is the husband of Uncle Yu. Mr. Weng has been ill for a long time, and he only got out of bed ten days ago. He walked around the house for the first few days. , I can stop at the entrance of the inn these two days. Uncle Yu is really filial, even more filial than his son. He guards his husband every day and has never been anywhere. The driver was hired from Los Angeles County and left early. Nothing useful."

Wu Sishen nodded, nothing happened at least not a bad thing.

Bei'an City is very small, and after a while, Wu Sishen arrived at the Taiping Inn with a few packs of snacks that he bought along the way, and went straight upstairs and knocked on the door. Yu Zhihong opened the door and saw Wu Sishen, and was very surprised: "It's Master Wu!" Let Wu Sishen enter the room. In the room, Mr. Weng, who Wu Sishen had met once, was sitting on the armchair under the window. The sun was shining on him, and the smile on his face was even more gentle.Seeing that Mr. Weng was leaning on the armrest of the chair and wanted to stand up, Yu Zhihong hurried forward to help him. Wu Sishen was much more agile than Yu Zhihong. I have just recovered from a long illness, and I dare not work, Mr.

Mr. Weng was not polite, he sat back, raised his hand to signal Yu Zhihong, and said, "Da Lang, thank Lord Wu for his kindness in treating the disease." "It's such a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning. Why did your master and Yu Dalang come to this extremely remote city of Bei'an?" Wu Sishen asked while looking at Mr. Weng while sending Yu Zhihong back to the station.

"In October last year, Dalang and I set off from Le Ning and traveled all the way north to this place." Mr. Weng said slowly, scholars pay attention to reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles. As often happens, Wu Sishen is not aware of the grievances and grievances in the Qingjiang Marquis's Mansion. Hearing Mr. Weng say this, he naturally doesn't think there is anything strange, so he nodded and smiled: "It turns out that I came here for a study tour, but this year Bei'an City is not a place where I can learn more. It’s a good place, Mr. and Dalang should set off early and return. I’m afraid that Bei’an City will not be peaceful for a long time. Since last autumn, Wang Dan, the leader of the Bahrain Department, called himself the King of Gushi Khan, and went south to disturb the border. It’s a lot more than usual. Bei’an City is too close to the border, and there is a danger of being rushed to the city by the Bahrain Ministry if you are not careful. Besides, it seems that the battle is not far away, sir and Dalang should go back quickly .”

"Oh?" Mr. Weng was very interested in Wu Sishen's words: "Although Wang Dan has become the king of the Khan, he has only conquered eleven of the seventeen big tribes in Beiting, and there are five Duoyan tribes lying in the heartland." , occupying the most fertile pasture in the entire Beiting, the eleven tribes added together, can’t reach Duoyan’s five tribes, Wangdan is not a stupid person, isn’t he dizzy when he frequently disturbs the border at this time? It is common sense that he should send envoys to the court with rich gifts to show his inferiority and weakness, and it is only reasonable to send his troops south after he subdues the five tribes of Duoyan, unified the Northern Court, and has a strong army."

After Wu Sishen listened intently, he smiled and said: "Mr. is indeed a man of great talent. No wonder the Qingjiang Marquis entrusted Mr. Dalang to teach him." After hearing what Wu Sishen said, Mr. Weng took a look at him and felt a little more cautious. Wu Sishen didn't Noticing Mr. Weng's look, he continued: "Don't dare to lie to Mr., no matter who is disturbing anyone, it is a fact that the conflicts outside the customs are on the rise recently. As for when the war will start, Wang Dan can't help it?" Wu Sishen laughed, and Mr. Weng understood What Wu Sishen said implied, it is not Wang Dan who is disturbing the side, but the side will deliberately create conflicts, this battle will not be sooner or later.

Mr. Weng sighed slowly: "I don't know how many people will die in the battle together, pitiful, pitiful." Wu Sishen smiled and didn't answer. He is a standard general, full of passion, and has endless love for fighting and killing. , He only sees victory in his eyes, he never sees it, and he doesn't care how many people die, whether there is a war or not, people are going to die.

The room was silent for quite a while, Mr. Weng forced a smile to break the silence and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Lord Wu, I have been seriously ill this time, and I dare not leave for the past few days. When I rest, I will return to Le Ning with Da Lang. I heard from Da Lang that Master Wu and Duke Yong of the Li family have an old relationship, Lord Wu and Duke Wen's residence?" Wu Sishen's eyes flashed a stern look, and Yu Zhihong happened to see it, and was frightened by the bleak and stern look, but he was so clever I shivered.

"It just so happens that my surname is Wu." Wu Sishen said with a casual smile, "I'm an old acquaintance with Shopkeeper Huang of Qingfenglou. At Jin'an County King's Mansion, I was afraid of being suspected of showing off. I met Lord Wu once, and I remembered Lord Wu. I was afraid that Lord Wu would not remember me long ago, so I borrowed the name of Lord Yongguo's mansion. Don't blame me, sir. .”

Mr. Weng didn't really believe in Wu Sishen's words in his heart, but he suddenly said on his face: "So, I am still a member of Lord Wu's family, and it is also true that there are many people with the surname Wu in the world. How long can you live in An Mansion? According to Master Wu, how long can this Bei An Mansion be stable? I am getting old, and I am afraid that my body will recover too slowly, and if I don’t make it in time..."

"I can only stay for three to five days when I return to Bei'an City. I only come back this time on official business. Mr. is a sensible person. Naturally, I know that the safety of Bei'an Mansion is based on Shang's intention. I won't be here for a month or two. If there is a major event, it will be hard to say how long it takes." Wu Sishen answered very simply, Mr. Weng cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you for your advice, Master Wu, then Dalang and I will set off to return at the end of March or early April."

"That's good." Wu Sishen breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Yu Zhihong, hesitated, looked at Mr. Weng and said with a smile, "I have a few words I want to talk to Mr. in detail." Mr. Weng has a delicate heart, and motioned to Yu Zhihong. "Da Lang, go and watch the boiling water and order two bowls of tea." Yu Zhihong knew that the husband wanted to avoid him, and the two of them had something to say, so they hurriedly agreed, and took a few steps back out of the room.

Wu Sishen stood at the door and looked around, then turned around and sat back beside Mr. Weng, looked at Mr. Weng with a wry smile and said, "I just got the letter last night that the lady of the Qingjiang Hou's Mansion is engaged to Mr. Yao Xianggong Shishilang. But Yao Shizilang was dissatisfied with this marriage, and beat Yu Shizi in the street, saying that he broke Yu Shizi's leg, which happened in the middle of the first month." Wu Sishen paused, looked at Mr. Weng who was full of astonishment, and continued. : "That's right, I'm afraid Yu Shizi's leg will be lost, sir, you should take Dalang back to the capital as soon as possible."

Mr. Weng swallowed, he didn't know what to say, he stood up with the armrest of the chair after a while, cupped his hands to thank Wu Sishen, and said: "Thank you, Master Wu, for such an important letter. To tell you the truth, I will bring you Dalang has worked so hard to this point, there is an extremely important matter to be done, after this matter is done, we will take Dalang back to the Qingjiang Marquis Mansion day and night, so that he can truly fulfill his filial piety."

"What's the matter? Can I help you?" Wu Sishen asked hurriedly, Mr. Weng shook his head and said, "No one can help at the moment, if I need Master Wu's help, I will naturally ask Master Wu."

"If you have to ask for 'begging', sir, just give orders." Wu Sishen said politely: "The last time I saw you and Da Lang, I should cleanse you. How about Lang going to the Desheng Tower for a few drinks?"

"Don't dare to bother Master Wu." Mr. Weng said with a smile: "I have issued a prohibition order for Da Lang on this trip. Even if he is banned, I can't make an exception. Master Wu is coming back this time for official business. Dalang and I appreciate Master Wu's kindness."

"Well, I won't be too polite." Wu Sishen said bluntly, "I've been in the camp in the north of the city for the past few days. If anything happens, just ask Da Lang to come to the camp and just say look for me." Mr. Weng Agreed, stood up and sent Wu Sixhen to the stairs, watched Wu Sishen leave the inn gate, then entered the room with his hands behind his back, Yu Shizi couldn't keep his leg, so what about his position as the son?Alas, this is really a leaky house in the Yu family, and it is raining continuously.

After a few days, Mr. Weng's health has almost recovered. In the evening, after assigning homework for Yu Zhihong, Mr. Weng walked out of the inn, with his hands behind his back, and walked to the only one in Bei'an City two streets away. The tick bar is past.

The Huanmen at the entrance of Goulan is the most luxurious Huanmen in Bei'an City except for the Desheng Building. Mr. Weng stood under the Huanmen, squinted his eyes, and looked up at this very festive but vulgar Huanmen. Sighing, ignoring the enthusiastic and burning helpers around him, he still walked into the Goulan with his hands behind his back.

Although my mother is old, she is in excellent shape. She greeted her with a fragrant peach red handkerchief, and stuck to Mr. Weng's side like a willow branch blown by the wind. The senior official looked a little strange, he just arrived in our Bei'an city? The senior official looked like a nobleman, what would the senior official want to do today? Don't think that our Bei'an city is small, but our building is very good. It's not worse than Luocheng at all. To put it bluntly, the officials all say that if it's a young lady, it's not worse than the capital. What kind of officials do you like? Is it more delicate or gentle? Is it first? Listen to the music or watch a few dances first..."

"Not worse than the capital city? Which one is not worse than the capital city?" Mr. Weng followed his mother into the private room and sat down, glanced around, as if asking casually, and his mother smiled pretentiously: "When you hear the words of a senior official, you know Senior official is an expert! Senior official, listen carefully, many of the ladies in our building were bought from the capital, and there is one more." Mom said proudly: "Oh, yo, Look at my bad mouth, this young lady is..." Mom covered her mouth with a handkerchief, giggling again, and Mr. Weng took out a silver pancake worth four or five taels from his bag , Throwing it on the table and saying: "I reward you, here is another one, what is his surname, what is the law?"

The mother’s eyes were shining brightly, and the movement of collecting the money was extremely fast but like flowing water, very familiar, and the mother grabbed the money with one hand and put it into the sleeve, first weighed the weight, then pinched it with her nails, and smiled. Her eyebrows are almost gone, and her building is just boasting that she is no worse than Los Angeles, and even as good as the capital. In fact, it is a small brothel in a small town. The most expensive lady is not worth two taels of silver for one night. Mr. Weng I was rewarded with more than four taels of big silver pancakes as soon as I made a move. This is like burning high incense, and a big gold master fell from the sky!
(End of this chapter)