Chapter 444 Mao Wenyun
"Young lady, the third son is here."
The maid walked into the room and whispered to the woman who was holding the scroll and meditating.
The woman's eyes moved slightly, "Take him to the side hall."
The woman didn't get up until she had finished flipping through the scroll.
"Second sister, it's not bad this time, it only made me wait for half an hour."
Mao Feng wiped his mouth full of oil, and there was a table of dishes on the table.
Returning to this, he has already experienced a lot, and he will never wait for it. He will take it as long as he can. As soon as he comes, Mao Feng will hand over the menu to the kitchen.
"It's still hot, second sister, do you want to use some?"
"What happened again this time?"
The woman sat down gracefully.
"This morning, I was caught stealing money from the old man's private house. I didn't even finish my breakfast. Fortunately, I ran fast. I think he's going to kill his son!"
"Such a long stick!"
Mao Feng gestured with the woman.
"In a while, I'm sure I can't go back, so I'll come to you to hide."
"If you say that the old man is really stingy, why don't you steal a few taels of silver from him?"
Mao Feng's mouth kept blah.
Mao Wenyun rubbed his forehead, "I heard that you have been quite close to the Marquis of Jing'an recently."
"He saved me, not just once, our two families..., I won't mention this."
"He is the only one left in Nuoda's Jiang family. This is all in Xuancheng, and no one treats him well. It looks pitiful." Mao Feng sighed.
Mao Wenyun looked into the distance, "The girl from Wan'an Temple may not have a simple identity. Since you are close to him, please persuade him. He has just returned to Xuancheng, the capital, and it is not suitable for him to cause trouble."
"Second sister, you think I didn't persuade you." Mao Feng curled his lips, "He threw me out before I finished speaking."
"It's a pity that the third sister is still young, otherwise, she could have continued this relationship."
Mao Feng held his chin and sighed.
Mao Wenyun was silent and asked the maid to fetch the book.
Next, Mao Feng cried about all kinds of things. Sometimes it was Jiang Jin who bullied others, and sometimes it was Father Mao who was stingy, and his mouth kept moving. Mao Wenyun turned the pages of the book without raising his head. The scene was strangely harmonious.
The news that the assassins infiltrated the Jing'an Hou Mansion last night spread in the morning.
No one was caught, Jing'an Hou was furious, and the guards collectively ate a board.
"It's only half the money? Isn't this Jing'an Hou Mansion too stingy!"
After hearing about the monthly regulations for recruiting guards in the Jing'an Hou Mansion, everyone complained one after another.
"That's not as much as the second-class maids in the small official's mansion earn."
"That's right, the maids still have rewards from time to time. What do the guards have? Just wait for that little monthly routine to support the whole family."
"Half money? This is to starve people to death."
Everyone spit and spittle, everyone's face is full of contempt, it's still the Hou's mansion, it's just so petty!
"You guys, just look at the mansion, and don't even think about it. What kind of income does the Jing'an Hou Mansion have now? All the land and shops in the past have been confiscated."
"Although the emperor has returned the Marquis of Jing'an, there will be no profit in a short time."
"As for the rewards, who would dare to take them as rewards?"
"It's half a penny, it's estimated that Jing'an Hou tightened his belt and opened it."
The speaker clicked twice.
Everyone laughed, and there was a bit of embarrassment in their eyes, thinking how beautiful Jing'an Hou's Mansion was at the beginning, but now it has become like this.
"I heard that there were assassins in Jing'an Hou Mansion last night, are you injured?"
In the imperial study room, the emperor looked at Li Yi with concern.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. The minister is not injured." Li Yi replied sternly.
"There are indeed fewer guards in the Jing'an Hou Mansion." The emperor sank, his eyes somewhat thoughtful.
"The minister is already recruiting."
"Recruited?" The emperor glanced at Li Yi, picked up the tea, and took a sip.
"Just started recruiting, and people should come tomorrow."
The emperor said nothing and looked at He Quan, who was standing at one a eunuch who had been with the emperor for a long time, He Quan didn't know what the emperor meant. He immediately smiled at Li Yi and said: "The Marquis of Jing'an has been away all the time, so he may not know much about the prices in Duxuan City. Like ordinary people, the minimum expenditure in January is a dime."
"Men have to support their families, and they don't do things that are less than a penny."
He Quan's speech was still exquisite, and he didn't bluntly say that Li Yi's half hanging money was shabby.
Li Yi pursed his lips, "The compensation I paid to the Ling family was borrowed money from someone."
"The storeroom in the mansion is clean enough for people to live in directly. I want to be more generous, but after searching all over my body, I only found two small silver ingots."
Li Yi took out his money bag and shook out the copper plates and broken silver inside to show the emperor.
This scene is somewhat heartbreaking.
"He Quan, transfer three thousand guns from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to the Mansion of the Marquis of Jing'an."
"Choose another 50 banwu guards to go over."
"My lord, thank you, Your Majesty!" Li Yi's eyes moved.
"It's just that your majesty, the minister has just returned to Xuancheng, the capital, and it's not a good thing that Long favors him too much."
"Right now, it's already not pleasing to the eye. If the emperor wants to give the Jinwu Guards to his ministers again, the knife in the dark will be even sharper."
Li Yi had a cold look in his eyes.
"That's it."
"Go back first."
The emperor waved his hand.
"Resignation." Li Yi bowed and retreated.
The emperor looked at his figure, raised his eyes, he was anxious, he should not interfere in this matter, he should see how capable Jiang Jin is.
The emperor appropriated the money, and Li Yi couldn't be so stingy anymore, so he issued a monthly order of two slings of money.
This time, someone finally came to the door.
Fifty strong men were picked from the inside, and Li Yi paid half the money alone.
Then let them run around Duxuan City, and work in his Jing'an Hou Mansion, they must be in good physical fitness.
"My lord, I'm afraid the Marquis of Jing'an won't come."
Fengxia Tower, Ling Yi's attendant said in a low voice.
Ling Yi quietly sipped his tea, and there was no sign of anger or impatience in his eyes.
He didn't leave Fengxia Tower until it was dark.
It doesn't matter whether Jiang Jin comes or not, his posture has already been shown.
"My lord, Madam asked you to go to the main room tonight. If you have been neglected like this, the Mao family should know, it is inevitable that you will..."
The attendant stopped talking, and if he continued, the young master would definitely get angry, and he didn't want to be beaten.
Zhou Liangkuan's face was flushed, he burped while supporting the pillar.
"Main room?"
"Don't go."
Swinging away the attendant, Zhou Liangkuan walked forward staggeringly.
But he had just walked a few steps when a nun came from the front.
"Young master, madam let me come and see you."
"No matter how reluctant you are, you can still deal with it."
"It's over on the face, your concubine's room, the madam can't find a way to do it."
Zhou Liangkuan looked annoyed, he patted the pillars, walked past the nuns, and walked towards the main courtyard.
After turning a page, seeing that the lights were not as bright as before, Mao Wenyun picked up the wick and re-immersed himself in the repair of the river.
With a bang, the door was slammed open.
"It's like this every day, what's so good about these broken books!"
"The emperor has burned it several times, and you still bother to collect it from all over the place, so you are not afraid of bringing disaster to the Zhou family!"
Zhou Liangkuan snatched the book from Mao Wenyun's hand and threw it on the ground.
He was already unhappy, but seeing that Mao Wenyun was still the same as before, knowing how to hold these useless books every day, the anger in his heart rose more and more.
(End of this chapter)