Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 164 (Eighth)
"I also ask the owner, the old lady, to be able to make decisions for the people of our water town. The county magistrate is cruel by nature, and my uncle is the minister of the military department of the court, so no one dares to say no.

On weekdays, in the name of the parents and officials of the people, domineering, bullying men and women, this time the embezzlement of silver is just the fuse, and things happen from time to time, and the villagers are bullied miserably. If you resist, you will be sent to prison. Regardless of your fault, the young one was forced to come here overnight. I am afraid that if the news gets out, the lives of the young family will be like meat on a chopping board. Let it kill you. "

Wang Fugui wept while talking, trying to make his situation and words miserable, and hoped that the owner of the field could annihilate the dog official in one fell swoop.

The old lady was infected by Wang Fugui's emotions, she already hated evil, and as an old man, she felt pity for his father's tragedy, "Qing'er, that county magistrate is really hateful, why don't you rush over tonight?"

"Tonight?" Gu Yiqing raised his head slowly, looked at the dawning sky in the east, turned to look at her, his brows were lightly concentrating, "My son hasn't slept all night."

"..."

The old lady suddenly felt guilty.

Gu Yiqing said softly, "Get up, you are tired after driving all night, Uncle Liu, let someone take him to the wing."

"Here."

"..."

Wang Fugui raised his head and saw that although the host did not express his opinion, but his tone was soothing, he immediately felt relieved and thanked him again and again.

"The villain is very grateful, thank you for your great kindness..."

"Qing'er, why don't you go back to bed early and deal with this matter tomorrow?"

As soon as Wang Fugui left, the old lady's attitude changed and her voice was gentle.

Gu Yiqing picked up the account book with the same expression, and said calmly, "No, the son must stay here to keep his mother safe."

"..."

The old lady was deflated, knowing that he was angry, and she did this on purpose now, so she tried her best to persuade, "But human life is at stake, and the villagers will have to suffer the crime of that corrupt official for another day..."

"Mother is kind, why don't you go by yourself?"

There was resentment in Gu Yiqing's eyes, I suffered the crime of not being accompanied by my wife all night, how can I count it?

"..."

The old lady's face turned blue, this child, why is he holding grudges like this now.

Also lost his mind.

"How true is this?"

Seeing her stubbornness, Gu Yiqing flipped through a page of the ledger slightly, and his mellow voice overflowed.

Butler Liu cupped his hands, "Back to the owner, last time you sent someone to visit the terraced fields unannounced, and you just came back this afternoon. The old servant planned to tell you after the birthday banquet that what Wang Fugui said just now is indeed very true."

"very?"

Hearing this, Gu Yiqing's lips curved slightly, and he threw the account book in his hand on the case, "Who was sent to make an unannounced visit last time? This month's monthly salary has been deducted."

"?"

Butler Liu was puzzled.

Gu Yiqing raised his eyes and gestured towards the ledger, with a hint of a stern smile in the corner of his eyes.

"The accountant in Shuizhen is very good at making false accounts. Tomorrow, invite him to the house, so that he can teach the group in Siyuan."

"..." False accounts?
Butler Liu was slightly startled, as if he understood something.

Although the county magistrate of Shuizhen is weak and incompetent, it is true that his family has money, and there is really no point in making the people rebel in order to swallow the life-saving money of the people. It turns out that the real problem is that the accountant has a ghost.

It seems that the owner has been suspicious for a long time. He is really ashamed. He has read the account book of Shuizhen many times without noticing any flaws.

"The old slave will go tomorrow."

Butler Liu understood what the owner meant, and the accounting room would inevitably have to be cleaned.

"Yes, yes, bring him here quickly. I didn't expect that there are dregs hiding in the middle of the fisherman's profit?" On the side, the old lady, who listened carefully with her ears, nodded righteously.

Gu Yiqing smiled coldly, closed his long and narrow eyes slightly, leaned on the chair, and said softly, "It's all done."

All... done?
Butler Liu was surprised.

"Master, do you mean... Minister of the Ministry of War?"

Gu Yiqing hummed softly, her lazy nasal voice gradually faded, and her face seemed a little tired.

"Then do you want to send someone to investigate him?"

Suddenly a Minister of the Ministry of War died, so I have to give an explanation.

"Whose business is this?"

Gu Yiqing frowned, and his tone was a little displeased.

Butler Liu was puzzled, not knowing what the host meant by this sentence.

"I don't think there's anything going on in the mansion recently, and you are all free. Since you have nothing to do, go clean the Waterside Garden a few more times and ask Madam what she lacks, what she wants to eat, what kind of clothes she likes, and which restaurant's food she prefers." , get to know Madam's preferences first, then I can serve you well in the future..."

Butler Liu, "..." How did this suddenly have something to do with Madam.

When Gu Yiqing spoke freely, the old lady's face turned dark.

How did she never know that Qing'er is still so careful and free, does he know which restaurant's food he likes to eat?

Now it's more than just having a daughter-in-law and forgetting her mother, she found that he never remembered.

Also, was that what he said just now?Has Qing'er ever said such a long sentence?
The old lady was thinking dully, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart.

Qing'er doesn't seem to be quite normal recently, the concrete manifestation is that...he has become normal, and he is becoming more and more like a normal person.

This is very abnormal, because he is not normal, it should be normal.

After waving her hand, the old lady was dazed by herself, and she felt that she was a little bit abnormal after being tortured.

"That……"

The astonishment and embarrassment in Liu Butler's eyes was no less than that of the old lady.

"Let others handle other people's affairs, and follow me to the study to write a letter later."

"...here."

When Steward Liu heard this, he completely understood that the only one who could write a letter to the host was the present sage.

It seems that the owner of the field asked the Holy Majesty to investigate the Minister of the Ministry of War. This is good, the Emperor has always done things neatly, and it is likely that this time he can do it all in one go. It really saved him a lot of worry.

But... what did the host just say?
Other people's business?

He remembered, didn't the host recognize the emperor as his brother before?

Why is it now...someone else?
Of course Steward Liu would not know that someone was still remembering the words on the imperial plaque at the gate of the mansion.

"Qing'er, what are you doing with the letter? Why don't you go there yourself tomorrow?"

Butler Liu understood the meaning of the owner, but the old lady didn't understand, thinking that he dismissed the matter hastily, she couldn't help but urge her a little bit.

Gu Yiqing frowned, "If I have to deal with such a trivial matter, wouldn't my son be overwhelmed with work?"

"..."

Son, you used to take care of such trivial matters in person.

"Then you... do you have more important things to do tomorrow?"

The old lady asked patiently again.

Gu Yiqing got up, Zhilan Yushu's figure was very handsome, he frowned and looked at his mother, solemnly said, "Of course."

The old lady heard his solemn and dignified tone, and immediately asked in amazement, "What happened again?"

"If Xiaobai goes to eat, drink and have fun, my son will naturally follow behind."

After finishing speaking, Gu Yiqing walked out of the banquet hall in a heroic manner.

Dongfang is not exposed, so I don't know if Xiaobai still dreamed of him in his dream.

In the hall, the old lady, who was unable to react for a while, was stunned for a while.

"...Little Xingzi, the Xiaobai that Qing'er mentioned just now...is it?"

Which Heavenly King Lao Tzu is able to have such a big airs, and Qing'er even has to accompany him when eating, drinking and having fun?

Xiao Xingzi made an embarrassing face, and opened her mouth a little cautiously.

"Old Madam, what the host said, it should be Madam."

Judging from the coherent order of the words before and after, well, it's the lady.

The old lady, "..."

Quietly looking at Xiaodan on the stage, her face was full of disbelief, that was her son just now?

……

Waterside promenade.

The Tsing Yi Palm wandered like a soul, and when it wandered left and right to the blue stone steps, it kept sighing in its voice, and occasionally seemed to be imitating some dialogue vividly.

Why are women so troublesome and difficult to coax.

Dejectedly, he kicked the stones and walked forward, raised his head slightly, and suddenly saw the back of a woman in plain color and light veil swaying slightly on the lower edge of the steps, looking at him in the middle of the night, he was a little panicked.

"Who!" shouted sharply, but no one responded.

The twilight was hazy, but luckily today's birthday banquet was full of lanterns, so he dared to take two steps forward, stopped not far away and looked carefully, and only then did he somewhat recognize the white gauze, which was the girl he sent before. The steward brought it to the princess to replace it.

Princess... what are you doing sitting here alone in the middle of the night?
The head of Tsing Yi took a closer look, squinted his eyes carefully, and vaguely noticed that her back was a little shivering, probably crying.

Presumably, he was still sad because he was expelled from the hall by the host at the banquet.

Sighing secretly, it happened that he was also very depressed, so he quietly walked past her and sat on the side of the blue stone steps.

Startled by the sudden movement, Jiang Li'er almost screamed out.

The head of Tsing Yi made a shh gesture and smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, Princess, it's me."

"Ah Shen."

Jiang Li'er clutched her heart, and her courage dropped a little.

He lowered his head and secretly wiped away the remaining tears on his face, and tidied up his emotions, not looking so desolate.

But under the moonlight, her pale face still set off her lack of energy, and she lost her usual expression.

Tsing Yi turned his face politely, he knew that she didn't want others to see her side.

"Why doesn't the princess go to sleep so late?"

Jiang Li'er's voice was a little hoarse from crying, and she even spoke a little jerky, not to mention she didn't know what to say, so she didn't talk to her.

"But...or because of the field owner?"

The manager in Tsing Yi fiddled with the weeds beside him, and spoke with some helpless jokes, which moderated the heavy atmosphere.

The princess has liked the owner since she was a child, so much that she can't see anyone else, just like him.

Hearing this, Jiang Li'er breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head, and nodded again.

It's just that I told Gu Erbai too many things hidden inside, and my mood fluctuated too much, so I couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Better to come out and wake up.

Persevering, the more sober, the more sinking, the more sad.

She lost her composure tonight and uncovered too many scars, and the biggest scar among them was that Brother Qing didn't love her at all.

But from childhood to adulthood, in all her sorrows, which time did brother Qing not participate?

She is like a character who is too deep into the play, and the owner of the scene is always just an outsider.

(End of this chapter)