Zhenguan Leisurely King

Chapter 349
So after Wang Ping'an cursed and sent off people, he felt much better, so he took Zhao Hao out again, this time his goal was West Market, and he wanted to hire a group of women to build a wool spinning workshop.

"Come and see, come and see, here is the silk you want most..."

"Guest officer, this is the best porcelain, you..."

"..."

"..."

The West Market was full of shouts from hawkers. Although Wang Pingan built a commercial plaza outside the city, the West Market and East Market were still full of people.

"Zhao Hao, you said that after hiring some women, who should we manage better? Now, my young master, my business is getting bigger and bigger, but the people under my command have always been just you. There are too few talents." Wang Ping'an asked.

Zhao Hao replied: "Master, this villain doesn't understand, why don't you ask Dongxue, isn't she in charge of the Young Master Plaza, there must be someone under her. And she has been taking care of the shop that the Young Master gave us. The villain do not understand anything."

Wang Pingan nodded and said: "In this case, then I will go to Dongxue later to ask for some people to help manage it. Now let's go shopping and recruit a group of people by the way."

"Yes, sir."

It's already winter now, so Wang Ping'an saw that many people are shirking their small wooden carts to buy new year's goods. There is no way, is it cheaper now?

Wang Pingan thought for a while that he hadn't gone shopping for a long time, so he didn't want to do business in a particular hurry, but wanted to have a good time shopping. Unknowingly, he bought a lot of things, most of which were food. No snacks.

He was eating and walking with a bunch of candied haws in his hand. Poor Zhao Hao was already so tall holding the box in his hands that he could hardly see the road ahead.

Wang Pingan walked excitedly while eating, and while watching by the way, suddenly saw a group of people surrounded by chattering loudly, so he ran over excitedly to join in the fun.

"Oh, how pitiful, both parents died at a young age."

"That's right, it's all due to the flood. I heard that many people died. Although the imperial court has sent people to rescue them, the distant water cannot save the nearby fire. Death and injury are inevitable."

"I heard that in Chang'an, there is not only one such poor person, there are many, but many of them were bought by rich people."

"..."

After Wang Pingan walked in, he vaguely heard a lot of important information. It turned out that after the flood, many people still did not return to their hometowns. They did not know the disaster relief policy of the imperial court, which caused many people to drift outside.

Wang Ping'an and Zhao Hao squeezed and squeezed, and finally let him squeeze into the innermost place, only to see a woman in sackcloth and filial piety, with her head bowed, on the ground, two corpses lying at her feet, and another piece of corpse beside the corpse. On a white cloth, the four big characters "sell one's body and bury one's father" are written in bright red blood.

"Give way, let's make way, let me clear the way in front of me, and let my young master pass."

Just as Wang Pingan was about to go over to ask, he was interrupted by an arrogant voice.He turned around and saw a man in yellow silk who looked only 21 or [-] years old. He walked very arrogantly, with his head raised, without even looking at him.

And his servants were even more arrogant, pushing aside the crowd and forcing them to squeeze out of a passage.The man in yellow silk came in surrounded by his servants.

"Master, please come this way." One of the servants, who was clearly dressed more upscale than the other servants, said with a flattering smile.

"Ah."

The young master nodded slightly, then slowly walked towards the woman who sold her body to bury her father, turning a blind eye to the arrogant attitude of his subordinates, as if they should be arrogant and domineering.

The people around immediately started talking.

"Whose young master is he, even a mere servant is so arrogant?" said a bystander. Wang Pingan glanced sideways and was surprised. Same.

"Shut up, you don't want to live anymore. Are you from Chang'an? Even the second son of the Minister of the Ministry of officials, the second son of Ying Yuanhui, is a dude here..." Another fatter man said the man.

"Snapped!!!"

"You dare to say that our young master is a dandy, and he is impatient! Come here, drag me down and beat me up." The servant in high-end servant clothes heard someone say that Ying Yuan would be a dandy, so he said nothing. Just give him a palm.

"You...you...I...I..." The fat man covered his mouth and trembling in fear, he could only talk about you and me. He regretted it very much, knowing that the other party was a dandy, why did he say that? Speaking out, he now also hates the skinny man who asked the question just now.

"I, me, me, you, you." Then he slapped him several times.

In an instant, everyone looked at each other with righteous indignation. The thin man who asked the question at the beginning scolded angrily: "What are you doing, at the feet of the emperor, my lord, do you still have the law of the king in your eyes?"

The senior housekeeper smiled, and said with an intriguing smile: "Haha... Wang Fa, I will let you know what Wang Fa is, haha..."

He let go of the fat man, walked up to the thin man, grabbed the man by the collar, and slapped him several times, saying, "Wang Fa, this is Wang Fa."

"Okay, stop, I'm in a good mood today, so I don't care about them anymore." Ying Yuanhui said.

"It's the young master." The servants said respectfully, then spat at the fat man and the thin man, and said viciously, "Be careful what you say from now on, old man."

Wang Pingan has been watching coldly, not because he doesn't want to help, but because he wants to see what kind of arrogant behavior Ying Yuanhui will do next.

I saw Ying Yuanhui walk up to the woman who sold her body to bury her father with a wretched face, put one hand on the woman's chin in the depths, and said: "Come and raise your head, let me see, are you pretty?" .”

The woman's chin was raised by Ying Yuanhui, her eyes were not filled with fear at all, but empty, without any expression, not even a little bit of fear, as if she had lost confidence in life.

Seeing the woman like this, Wang Pingan secretly thought it was a pity, knowing that after the woman buried her parents, there was a high possibility of suicide, so his conscience began to flare up again.

"Young master, something is wrong with this woman!" Zhao Hao said to Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "You observed very carefully, so do you know where her problem is?"

Zhao Hao looked at the woman again, and finally shook his head and said: "I don't know. But I always feel that there is something wrong with her."

Wang Pingan said: "Master, I will tell you that there is something wrong with her eyes. You look carefully at her eyes, she is listless. Just now, this guy's servant is such an arrogant adult. The average woman would have been trembling with fright. Who is there?" Will be as calm as she is."

Then he pointed to some of the onlookers and said, "Look at those big men who are too scared to speak."

Zhao Hao nodded slightly, then stood aside and did not speak.

Wang Pingan rubbed his chin happily, looked at Ying Yuanhui and laughed and said, "You are pretty, so I will be my No. 18 concubine. Someone will bury her dead father."

When the woman heard this, the desire to survive returned to her empty eyes. She suddenly pushed away several servants of Ying Yuanhui, hugged her father's body tightly and cried, "Don't, don't touch my father's body!" body. Do not touch my father's body."

Ying Yuanhui didn't expect the woman to be so disrespectful, with a hideous expression on her face, and said: "Stinky bastard, my young master will buy you. Take her away to this young master, and throw her dead ghost father to the mass grave to feed the dogs."

"Okay, young master." The high-end servants responded quickly, and then shouted at the other low-level servants: "Why are you standing there stupidly? You didn't hear the young master's order."

At this time, several other servants also came to their senses and replied: "Yes, young master." They rolled up their sleeves one by one, two of them went to carry the body, and the rest went to the woman.

When the woman was crying and sad, she realized that she was being pulled away. Suddenly, she writhed crazily, and shouted loudly: "Help, who can save the little girl, the little girl will be helpless!" report."

Ying Yuanhui sneered and said: "Save you, my young master is here, whoever dares to save you, whoever dares to save you, if you are against this young master, it is equal to being against the court."

Then he waved his hand and said excitedly: "Let's go back home." Thinking in his heart that Mei Jiao Niang would accompany him to sleep at night, his face was even more smiling.

"Yes." All the servants also responded excitedly.But they thought in their hearts: as long as the young master is happy, our reward money will be indispensable, so that everyone will be happy.

Seeing that Ying Yuanhui indulged his subordinates to rob civilian women, this made the onlookers talk a lot, some glared directly, some pointed and said that they were too arrogant and had no kingly law in their eyes, but everyone was talking about it Powerful, no one dares to do it.

Ying Yuanhui sneered, and roared: "Get out of the way for my young master, and then yell and arrest them all back to the Yamen!"

His yelling was effective, and the surrounding people all shut their mouths. Although their eyes were full of anger, no one made a move. This corresponds to an old saying that people don't fight with officials.

Wang Ping'an could only shake his head helplessly, and said to Zhao Hao, "Zhao Hao, find a place to put things away, it's time for you to show your skills."

Zhao Hao said excitedly: "Yes."

Then he threw everything on the ground and rushed up.

Ying Yuanhui and a few of his subordinates were enjoying the feeling that the people hated him deeply but had nothing to do with him, but this enjoyment was ruined by a person, to be precise, by a child.

(End of this chapter)