The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 390

[Chapter 390 The young master is not that kind of person]

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door.

The three guards immediately put down the bowls in their hands and looked at the door warily.

Two of them even took out their daggers from their arms, as if they were ready.

During this period of time, they had seen too many things, whether it was highway robbery or plunder, and they had formed a habit.

No one deserves their trust anymore except each other.

“Who is it?”

Qian Zheng looked towards the door and asked.

“It’s me, Tang Hao”

a voice came from outside the door.

The other four people all turned their eyes to Qian Zheng, and when they saw him nodding, they hid the dagger back in their arms.

Qian Zhengze got up, walked to the door, and opened it.

Tang Hao and the middle-aged guard from before were standing at the door, holding a pile of clothes in their hands.

“How are you eating?”

Tang Hao glanced at the other four people, then looked at Qian Zheng, smiled, and asked.

Qian Zheng also had a smile on his face, nodded, and said: “This is the best meal we have had since leaving the capital. We will all remember Mr. Tang’s kindness in our hearts, and we will definitely repay him in the future.”

Tang Hao waved his hand and said: “The Central Plains are not peaceful recently. Many businessmen from the north to the south of the Yangtze River have similar experiences to you.

Although Tang Mansion does not have much power, it still has several acres of fertile land and several shops. , If you encounter such a thing, you can still help.”

After saying this, he paused, turned to look at the middle-aged manager behind him, and gave him a wink.

The middle-aged steward understood immediately, walked up to them with several sets of clothes, put them on the table, and said: “These are clean clothes that my young master prepared for a few guests.

After the guests have eaten and drank enough, You might as well change it.”

Seeing this scene, Qian Zheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Before he could speak, he heard Tang Hao say: “It’s just a thought. If I have to go to the capital in the future, I will have to rely on a few people to take care of me.” When Qian Zheng

heard this, he didn’t say more, but just raised his hand and said, “Thank you. It’s Mr. Tang!”

When the other four people saw this, they all bowed their hands and said, “Thank you, Mr. Tang.”

“It’s a small effort,”

Tang Hao said with hindsight after taking a look at the people in the room. : “The clothes have been delivered, so I’ll go out first.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

“Wait a minute,”

Qian Zheng said.

Tang Hao turned around and looked at Qian Zheng with a smile.

Qian Zheng thought for a moment and asked, “I wonder if I can borrow the pen and ink from Mr. Qian’s house to use?”

Tang Hao heard this, smiled and said, “Of course.”

He turned to look at the middle-aged manager and gave instructions. “Go find a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones,” he said.

“Yes, young master!”

The middle-aged steward nodded, turned and left the room.

“Thank you Mr. Tang.”

Qian Zheng said with cupped hands.

“No need to be polite, you guys have a good rest.”

Tang Hao returned the greeting, then turned and left the room.

After a while, the middle-aged steward came to the room holding a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Qian Zheng reached out to take it, thanked him twice, and handed it to Manager Liu.

Manager Liu reached out and took the pen and paper, with a melancholy expression on his face.

This month, he never thought that he would be able to hold a pen one day.

He didn’t know how many times he thought he had no chance of living anymore, or that he didn’t have the courage to go on.

“How should I write it?”

Manager Liu exhaled as if sighing, raised his eyes and looked at Qian Zheng.

Qian Zheng’s face showed a look of thought, and then he said: “Since it is a letter, it is natural to write it truthfully, starting from the time we encountered bandits after we left the capital.”

One person said, and the other wrote.

It took more than half an hour to write down all the experiences of more than a month on paper.

Manager Liu put down his pen, with a worried look on his face. He thought for a while and then said, “What if the young master knew that we haven’t been able to grow sweet potatoes yet?”

The next words were not spoken, but everyone present knew what he wanted to say. What.

The young master is an impatient person.

He always does whatever he thinks of, and generally speaking, he succeeds.

This time, if you know that you have messed up this matter, what should you do if you are blamed?

They are helpless in this city of Gusu, and their only hope is the young master’s support.

If they don’t even have this, how can they survive?

The three guards are also old people from the Fang Mansion, and they still have a certain understanding of the young master, so they all have the same expression on their faces.

Only Qian Zheng, with an appraising look on his face, said: “The young master is not that kind of person.

If he knew what we have gone through and the efforts we have made to protect the sweet potato, instead of blaming us, he would reward us.

We are now All that needs to be done is to plant sweet potatoes well, and don’t think too much about other things.”

After he finished speaking, he picked up the letter on the table, folded it, put it in his arms, and said, “I’ll wait for you.” Give this letter to Young Master Tang and ask him to forward it to the capital. You guys should rest first while I go to see how the sweet potatoes are growing.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the porcelain pots where the sweet potatoes were grown. Observe carefully.

When the people around him saw this scene, they all showed a little helplessness on their faces, but no one spoke up to refute.

After all, Qian Zheng knew that he valued sweet potatoes more than his own life.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the young master promoted him to steward and made him the main person in charge of this trip to Jiangnan.

On the other hand, Qian Zhengze didn’t think so much.

At this moment, after eating and drinking enough, he only had one thought left, which was to take good care of the sweet potatoes!

Capital, Fang Mansion.

Since the Nuange meeting, Fang Xiu has paid more attention to the affairs of the court than before.

Of course, it’s just a matter of paying more attention.

I heard that the court discussions these days have been extremely lively.

After learning that the Qiyan tribe was heading north, the civil and military officials in the court had different reactions.

There are those who are afraid, there are those who lament, there are those who are excited, there are also those who shout ‘once-in-a-lifetime opportunity’.

All in all, the response to this incident was more enthusiastic than Fang Xiu imagined.

It is true that

the geographical location of Chu State cannot be better. It is located in the middle and is rich in products. To the west is an endless desert, to the east is the boundless sea, and to the south are the vassal states that have surrendered to Chu State.

The only ones that can really pose a threat to Chu are the grassland tribes in the north.

Only the movements of the grassland tribes can cause such a big commotion in the court.

However, no matter what the attitudes and thoughts of the civil and military officials are, they can be roughly divided into two categories.

One group advocates taking advantage of the Qiyan tribe to march north to attack the aliens, and directly attack their rear areas to solve the future troubles in one fell swoop.

The other type naturally advocates a more peaceful solution to the problem.

(End of chapter)