My whole family traveled across time with an encyclopedia

Chapter 269 Regret
"Ma'am, madam! That group just sent a letter!"

The old man who was sighing inside immediately stood up when he heard this, and asked anxiously: "Old Lin, what is it? Get it here!"

The old man anxiously took the letter in Lao Lin's hand, and asked anxiously, "They didn't say anything, did they? You bastard! He dares to join in the fun with others without even thinking about it, and he doesn't think about his parents and family either!"

Lao Lin quickly waved his hand: "I didn't say anything, I asked them and said that you will know after reading the letter. Master, please read what is written on it? Is something wrong with the young master?"

The old man was reading a letter supported by a maid. The old lady came over. After seeing the envelope in the old man's hand, she quickly stepped forward and asked, "How is it, master? I heard that the letter was delivered over there." Come here, is Feng'er alright?"

The old man read it from beginning to end, then closed the envelope and heaved a sigh of relief.

A few days ago, Bai Yunliang ransacked several houses and scared him half to death, for fear that something might happen to his own house.

"It's fate for this kid!" He explained: "That Mr. Ning is still a good person, and he didn't intend to argue with these boys. Just wait for the board!" The old man was obviously very resentful for his son, and said in a bad tone.

After hearing this, the old woman loosened her strength and almost couldn't stand still, so she took a step back. Fortunately, the maid beside her was quick to support her.

"Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless! Master, did you say in the letter when we will bring our son back? Feng'er is so weak, he can't bear the board." The old woman also knew that she was too used to her son on weekdays, and didn't Talk to the old man.

"It's written in the letter that I can redeem the man tomorrow. I have to spend all the money in the store. I don't know if it's enough. Having such a son is really a sin!" If the old man hadn't had a son in his later years, He wished he could strangle his son to death, so as not to delay the whole family in the future.

"Bring him back this time, the old man must teach him a lesson, and you are not allowed to interfere again! He dares to point and scold in front of others like a powerless scholar! Is he so noble? His that He is looking for death! If he is not careful, our whole family will have to pay for his life! Who are those people? They are all murderous traitors! He died to fulfill his good reputation as a teacher, what about us? Accompanied him to die in vain?"

"Don't even look at what year it is now! He dares to rush up with others in one brain. I think he is stupid in studying! Then Anju is not a good person. Look at what is written on the list What is it? You shouldn't have sent your son to apprentice in the first place, let's see what he has learned!"

When the old man thought of his fear these days, he panicked even more:
"At the beginning, I was thinking of relying on this kid to study, and the imperial examination was changed. Now it seems that it is better not to study! This scholar is useless after taking the exam, and the court is unreliable! He spent so much money for no reason!"

The old woman opened her mouth at the side, but finally did not dare to speak again.

The butler also had good eyesight, and knew that the master was complaining, venting the panic and anxiety of the past few days.

He comforted: "Master, the matter is over. Isn't it all right, young master? The most urgent thing is that we have to quickly raise some money to redeem the young master. Master, did you say how much money you want in the letter?"

The old man really stopped complaining when he heard this, and his tone hesitated: "It was written in the letter that we should bring money to redeem people, but we didn't say how much, and we don't know if their appetite is big."

The butler was also a little uncertain, and he suggested: "Master, I think we should bring all the money we can spend. It is not written on it, maybe they want to see if we are sincere. I sent them away, if the group of killers offend the young master, I'm afraid it will be dangerous."

"This old man has really committed a crime. I used money to find a way out, and I spent 200 taels in vain to get this traitor out. How much is still in the account now?"

The housekeeper thought for a moment, and then replied: "Master, there is still about 1000 taels of silver that our cloth shop can pay, and about 500 taels from the grain shop."

After listening to the old man, he knew what was in his mind. Under the eager eyes of the old woman, he said: "Change them into bank notes, and bring them. I don't know if these are enough. If not, I can only take out the goods from the store. Now I don’t know if anyone dares to take over this shop.”

……

Ning Changrong walked to the prison where the group of people were held under the leadership of the soldiers.

As soon as he arrived in the prison, he immediately covered his mouth and nose. The smell here is really not good.

But those who can be locked up in prison are not good people, and there is no need to improve their prison conditions. These people should live in this place.

I don't know if those talented scholars who are usually well-clothed and well-fed can get used to the conditions here. Thinking of this, he felt a little more gloating about watching the theater, and subconsciously moved a few steps faster.

With a smile on his face, he walked into the prison and saw those talented scholars who were still high-spirited and filled with righteous indignation and accused them of being traitors, all of them were like frosted eggplants.

From the clothes on these people, it can be seen that these people are not poor. He asked people to check the background of these people. Sure enough, all of them have money in their families.

It's no wonder that such passionate people dare to follow their mentor and go straight up. This is because they are spoiled and do things regardless of the consequences.

That's him, if someone else comes in, these people will have to finish the game.

Ning Changrong borrowed a knife handle from a soldier next to him, and knocked on the wooden door of the prison, and the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded in the prison.

The sound made those who didn't want to look up have to look up at him.

Ning Changrong shook his head: "Tsk tsk, look at you, have you had a hard time these days? You should be clear about the Anju people, right? I heard that most of you are their students, teachers. It’s not a good thing, it seems that you students are not very good. Just like you, you still have a position to scold us? Tsk tsk.”

Some scholars in the prison blushed with anger. They wanted to open their mouths to argue, but the facts before them forced them to believe that the teacher they admired was such a person.

"Tell me, what are you trying to do? Isn't it good to stay at home? If you don't want to work for us, you can live your own life at home. If you have to listen to someone's two words of bewitching, you will rush forward. The court knows your loyalty. What? So what if you know? Are you not afraid of implicating your family? Or is it that in your hearts, a hypocritical teacher is more important than a dozen members of your family? "

After these scholars learned the true face of their mentor, they were already suffering a lot, and now they heard Ning Changrong's words, it was like a needle in their hearts.

Many people regret not falling.

(End of this chapter)