Chapter 343 It is not appropriate to return home
Butler Zhao was wandering around when he saw a banker running over and said that a large group of people was coming towards Zhuangzi.
“Oh, is it here?”
The steward was delighted and hurried to the intersection of Zhuangzi.
“Uncle Zhao, I’m here.” From a distance, Zhao Guang saw someone at Zhuangzikou building a pergola with his hands and looking over. He laughed and rushed over to shout.
“Oh, it’s Mr. Zhao.”
As the housekeeper spoke, he looked back and did not see the figure of his master. However, when he saw Guan Ji dressed in men's clothing, he quickly stepped forward and saluted, "I have met Mrs. Guan and all the gentlemen."
Although I don’t know if Lady Guan will become the mistress of the house in the future, now she can be half the master of the house, so she can’t neglect it.
“Uncle Zhao, there is no need to be polite.”
Guan Ji nodded, with a rare smile on her face.
Butler Zhao looked behind him again and found that there was indeed no sign of the master's family, so he asked, "May I ask Madam Guan, where is the master's family now?"
“Uncle Zhao, there’s no need to look, my brother is still in Jincheng.”
Zhao Guang knew what the housekeeper was looking for, so he explained, "Brother asked me to bring the others here first."
When the housekeeper heard that his master had arrived in Jincheng, he was happy at first, and then looked disappointed, "Why didn't your master come back with Zhao Langjun?"
“I can’t come,” Zhao Guang said, sniffing and wondering, “What does it smell like?”
“The house is preparing to eat. Alas, Zhao Langjun hasn’t said anything yet, so why can’t the master come?”
Butler Zhao said anxiously.
"Hey, Uncle Zhao, why are you so anxious? My brother is here to report on his duties under the orders of the Prime Minister. When he returns to Jincheng, he will naturally go to the city to report to the Prime Minister."
"Oh, that's it." The steward nodded, "When the master is working on state affairs, he should put state affairs first."
"Ahem," Zhao Guang seemed to be choking on his saliva, "Brother...well, yes, I work hard for national affairs, so Uncle Zhao, don't worry."
“I don’t know when the master will be able to return to the house, so I can let the old servant make preparations earlier.” Butler Zhao asked again.
"This is uncertain, maybe three days, or five days. It depends on when the prime minister can spare time."
“What’s taking so long?”
"Soon, Uncle Zhao, you don't know. The imperial court is about to march south. There are many things going on in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Now, let alone my brother, even if the prefect of a county returns to Jincheng, it will take three to five days to see the Prime Minister. , if he were the county magistrate of that small place, he might even be there on the seventh or eighth day, brother..."
Zhao Guang was talking when he saw another person running down the official road. It was the old **** that Feng Yong brought out from Zhuangzi last year.
Seeing that the old soldier hadn't arrived yet, he shouted from a distance, "The master is coming back and has already left Jincheng..."
This shouting made Zhao Guang choke again.
Guan Ji, Wang Xun and others all looked sideways at Zhao Guang.
The butler didn’t think so much and showed joy, “So fast?”
After saying this, I remembered what Zhao Guang had just said, and couldn't help but wonder, "Didn't Zhao Langjun say just now..."
"Yes, what I mean is that when my brother can return to the village, it depends on how much the Prime Minister values his brother. The more he values his brother, the sooner he can be received by the Prime Minister."
Zhao Guang had a slight cold sweat on his forehead.
"Isn't it a good thing that my brother is back so soon? It means that he is very important to the Prime Minister!"
“Yes, yes, that’s it.”
Steward Zhao received Zhao Guang’s good words and nodded his head in agreement.
Regardless of whether what Zhao Guang said is correct or not, as long as the master comes back, it is a good thing.
"Zhao Langjun brought people into the village first. Food has been prepared in the house. Everyone has worked hard all the way. When we get to the village, we can eat with all our stomachs. The old servant goes to make preparations first. If there is anything, just ask Mrs. Guan. Now Lady Guan can be the head of the house."
Butler Zhao was so happy that he spilled the beans for a moment.
This time, it was Guan Ji's turn to be looked at by everyone.
Guan Ji's face turned red in an extremely rare way. She glared at everyone with her phoenix eyes. When the steward turned around, she quickly called out, "Uncle Zhao, don't panic, there is one more thing."
“I wonder if there is anything else that concerns the lady?”
“I mentioned it a few days ago, saying that my brother brought back a lot of people this time. I wonder if Uncle Zhao has prepared a place to live. It’s rainy in the spring, and I don’t dare to let people live outside at night.”
As soon as Guan Ji said this, everyone's expressions became even more exciting. Doesn't this confirm what the steward just said about being the master of the house?
"Don't worry, Mrs. Guan," Butler Zhao said quickly, "How dare I neglect the matters that Mrs. Guan has given me?"
As he spoke, a sly smile appeared on his face, "In the past year or so, there have been many more people on the farm to help look after the village, and the old servant also allowed them to build some houses on the farm to live in temporarily."
"The master's family is coming back, and they have brought so many people with them, so the old servant has already told their leader that they don't need to worry about the house starting tonight, and they will let the house out by then. .”
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Guang's face became extremely strange.
The people who helped look after Zhuangzi were not members of their family?
Uncle Zhao, is it really okay for you to do this?
Guan Ji pursed her lips, but there was no change on her face. She nodded and said, "Uncle Zhao, you did a good job on this matter."
Zhao Guang looked at Guan Ji again, his expression even more exciting.
Sister, is it really okay to say this?
Butler Zhao added, "After all, they have helped so much. Although the old servant doesn't know how to thank the master behind them, the old servant thought that he would also cook a portion for them for today's meal. Madam Guan, look how?"
“Okay, Uncle Zhao, you can take care of this matter.”
Guan Ji nodded, "How to say thank you is my brother's business. Uncle Zhao, just greet them."
"Okay, the old servant will go and get started first."
This large group of people entered Zhuangzi, and Zhuangzi suddenly became lively.
Especially the family that originally sent the children to the master’s family. This time the master’s family returned to Jincheng and brought all the children back.
After receiving the notice, all farmers ran out to look anxiously for their children.
The eyes of the parents were red when they saw the children running out of the crowd and calling out "Aweng and Amu".
Happy is the one who throws himself into the mother's arms. The mother will hold the child tightly while wiping her tears, and call the child's nickname.
The one who pounced on Aweng was a bit unfortunate. Men can't express their feelings. Although they are happy to see their children, they always feel that it is embarrassing to be like a woman.
So in order to express his masculinity, men will scold you, "You have grown so big and still look like a girl..."
Then he secretly looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, and then quietly asked the child, "You have been out for so long, how are you eating? Are you dressed warmly? Are you suffering?"
But overall, everyone is happy. Not only did the children who went out this time come back safely, but looking at the clothes they were wearing, if they were left in an ordinary farmer's home, they might not be able to wear them in their lifetime.
The half-grown baby is at the time when his body is growing. We haven’t seen him for more than a year and he has grown a lot taller.
Child...this is going to be a great future!
Thinking of this, all the parents couldn't help but feel extremely happy.
For more than a year, day and night, there was not a day without worry.
Although the news from the housekeeper is that the children are fine, who can rest assured without seeing it with their own eyes?
Now it seems that all these worries are worth it, or is there anything to be gained by following the master's family and digging for food in the fields?
Yaomei looked at Niu Wa curiously, reached out and touched his clothes, and asked, "Second brother, why are you all wearing the same clothes?"
Niu Wa puffed up her chest and said proudly, "This is distributed uniformly in the school. Only those who have entered the school can wear it. Yaomei, look at this material, it is rare! It is not common outside."
Yaomei curled her lips after hearing this, "What's so rare about this? I still have several sets of clothes made of this kind of fabric."
Although Yaomei is young, she is one of the most important people in the village and is in charge of all the chickens and ducks in the village.
Hence, the lord will not be short of her share of the woolen cloth that the Lord sent back from Hanzhong.
Coupled with her dexterity, she has learned to try to make a suit of clothes for herself, but she is not very good at it.
Yaomei pointed at Wei Rong, who was holding Fu Qian and standing alone, "Isn't that a dog? Where is his mother?"
“You can’t call him a dog now, you have to call him Wei Langjun! His mother married a general in Hanzhong, and he is now the son of the general’s family!”
Niuwa was about to walk over when he saw Yaomei, and quickly grabbed her and said.
Yaomei hesitated for a moment, remembering some of the things Uncle Zhao said to her, and then said, "Since he is the son of the general's family and a disciple of Mr., it would be rude if no one cares about him. I am the steward of the house, how can I just watch?"
As he said that, Yaomei walked over and said, "Wei Langjun, why are you standing here? Come on, I will take you back to the house."
Then he looked at Fu Qian next to Wei Rong and asked, "Who is this young gentleman? Why have I never seen him before?"
“This is your second disciple, named Fu Qian, nicknamed Huzi.”
Wei Rong said quickly, and then introduced to Fu Qian, "Huzi, this is the lady in charge of the husband's house."
Fu Qian, a tough-looking man, quickly saluted and said, "I've seen Mrs. Yao."
"I am just a servant, but I cannot bear the courtesy of Mr. Fu Lang."
Yaomei waved her hands and said, "There is a bit of chaos here, I'd better take you to my house."
Seeing that his former playmates had become unfamiliar, Wei Rong's lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.
On the other hand, Fu Qian didn't have much thought, so he thanked him immediately and said, "Thank you, ma'am."
Before Zhuangzi settled everyone down, someone came to report that the Lord had arrived at the intersection of Zhuangzi.
Butler Zhao immediately put down what he was doing and took Yaomei out to greet him.
The momentum of the arrival this time was far less massive than the first time, but in everyone's eyes, it was much more important than the last time.
"Don't forget what I told you. Now that Amei has been taken over by the Lord, you must call her Mrs. Mei from now on. Do you understand?"
Looking at a woman getting out of the car in front of her, the housekeeper looked at Guan Ji who was not far away and said quietly to Yaomei.
“I know the Father.”
Yaomei nodded, and at the same time she was thinking, that Amei is so dark and ugly, how could the Lord fall in love with her? Lady Guan is so beautiful! Also, that little lady Zhang is pretty too...
Just when she was thinking wildly, Feng Yong had already dismounted. Butler Zhao quickly pulled Yaomei forward and bowed deeply, "I have met my master."
“Uncle Zhao doesn’t have to be so polite.”
Feng Yong quickly helped Butler Zhao up, "Thanks to Uncle Zhao for taking care of Zhuangzi over the past year, I should be the one to express my gratitude to Uncle Zhao."
“The master has broken his old servant.”
Butler Zhao looked at the master in front of him who seemed to have changed a lot, but he couldn't tell where he had changed.
Looking at Mrs. Mei behind the Lord, she secretly sighed in her heart, this man has truly grown up after having a woman!
Master, you have really grown up.
"My lord must be tired from traveling all the way. My old servant asks my lord to go back to his house and rest."
“Okay, go back to the house, go back to the house!”
Feng Yong nodded, looked up at the familiar scenery around him, and felt that all the fatigue in his body was swept away, replaced by joy and relaxation.
She looked at Yaomei who was looking behind her curiously. When she felt happy, she couldn't help but joked, "What are Yaomei looking at? Hanzhong is not as good as Jincheng, so there is nothing good there." I’ll bring you something.”
Yaomei is looking at Amei quietly, thinking that she used to be so dark and ugly, how come she looks so much better after a trip to Hanzhong?
Master Leng Buding suddenly asked her something, but he didn't dare not answer, so he had to answer truthfully, "Come back to the master, my servant is watching...Oh, no, it's Mrs. Mei. Mrs. Mei has become really beautiful."
“Ahem,” Feng Tubao glanced at Guan Ji and wondered, could it be that the almanac said it was not appropriate to return home today?
Meeting a Zhang Ji on the way, he fooled me by leaving half of her words behind. When he returned to the village, he was tricked again by this girl unintentionally. It was really a bad year.
“Haha, you are an immature kid, do you know what it means to be good-looking?”
Feng Tubao felt MMP in his heart and smiled on his face.
He did not dare to look at Guan Ji again, but stretched out his hand to touch Yaomei's head, "Go, lead the way."
“Yes, my lord.”
Feng Yong and his party were about to enter Zhuangzi, when someone suddenly shouted from behind, "Feng Langjun, please be patient."
Feng Yong turned around and saw Mrs. Li from the village next door walking in front, followed by a few servants carrying something.
“Old Mrs. Li, how come it’s such a coincidence?”
"It's not a coincidence." Old Mrs. Li looked good. It is estimated that the life in the sixth house of the Li family has been quite good recently. He smiled and said with his hands, "The old man has been asking his servants to wait on the road, just waiting to see When Feng Langjun came back, he immediately informed the young man, so he hurried over slowly."
“Oh, Grandpa, what’s the matter?”
Feng Yong asked curiously.
“Of course there is something happening, and it is a happy event.”
Old Mrs. Li laughed, pointed at Feng Yong, and said, "Isn't it a great joy for Mr. Feng to return home?"
As he said that, he pointed to the servant behind him who was carrying something, "Last year, the Li family received a lot of benefits from Mr. Feng, but they never got anything in return. Today, we are taking advantage of this happy event, so I specially sent some wine. I hope Mr. Feng will not refuse."
Before Feng Yong spoke, the eyes of several people next to him were already shining, and they all swallowed their saliva.
Especially Zhao Guang, he immediately thought of the jar of wine that was confiscated from him, and thought to himself, his brother is still better, others take the initiative to deliver wine to his door, unlike himself, who finally found a jar of wine and didn't drink the last drop. .
Feng Yong counted them, no more, no less, exactly ten altars.
It seems that the aristocratic family has a lot of background. The imperial court has not allowed brewing of wine for a long time. I didn't expect that even a side branch of an aristocratic family could produce so much wine.
"Unfortunately for Mu Niang, I have always felt sorry for her. However, thanks to Mr. Feng's care, she even sent a letter a few days ago, saying that she was doing well and there was no need for the clan to worry. Xiao Lao was also relieved. I haven’t thanked Feng Langjun enough for this.”
The words were serious, but the tone didn’t sound serious at all—especially when a country idiot had a guilty conscience.
Feng Tibi sighed in his heart, it was really not a good time to go back home today...
(End of this chapter)