Zhao Sanniu had only seen He Xiao once since he settled in the military camp.
It was the same day that He Xiao came to see Captain Shao. He saw that the man looked familiar, and when he got closer, he realized it was his master in disguise.
He didn't care what the master wanted to do with Captain Shao. He just wanted to know where the master lived and what his plans were for the future, but the master refused to say anything.
Later, he asked Captain Shao again and again, only to find out that his master had settled in a village on the outskirts of Beijing, with a thatched house and a few acres of thin fields, and settled down like a farmer.
Cheng Wanwan felt a little sad that the dignified legitimate son of the He family was forced to this point.
If it were her, would she be willing to live a careless life like this? Probably not, she would find ways to take back everything that originally belonged to her.
But He Xiao was not her. He didn't want to face his original relatives, and he didn't want to kill brothers, so he found Yiyuan to die alone.
No matter what, as long as you live well.
Cheng Wanwan stayed in the military camp for nearly an hour before getting up and leaving. Zhao Sanniu's face was full of reluctance and his eyes were red.
However, they agreed that when Cheng Zhao gets married, Sanniu can take time off to attend the wedding and take this opportunity to get together with his family.
The carriage went all the way back to the city. Three or four miles away from the capital city gate, there was a small street that spontaneously formed. Many people set up stalls here, selling all kinds of things.
Shen Zheng pulled the reins and stopped on the carriage path: "Last time I bought shortbread cakes here and took them back. Brother Cheng praised them so much that I went to buy some for my godmother to try too."
Zhao Sidan had been in the capital for two or three days, and he couldn't help but want to go for a walk. Even if this was not the main street of the capital, he still wanted to go for a walk.
"Then let's go shopping together." Cheng Wanwan opened the car curtain and smiled, "Ninglan, when we were in Dahe Village, didn't you say you wanted to eat the candied haws in the capital? There are even more candied hawsers in the capital this season. Hurry up and buy them. A few bunches, let us all taste what the candied haws in Beijing tastes like."
Ninglan happily went down to buy candied haws.
Cheng Wanwan took Zhao Sidan to see other things. This street had quite a variety of categories. It might be that it was not far from the military camp, and there was also a store selling weapons.
Zhao Sidan took a fancy to a ring. This ring had a mechanism. When pressed, four finger-long spikes would come out, which could injure people invisible. It was a great self-defense weapon.
When Cheng Wanwan was about to pay, she heard Ninglan's voice coming from the distance.
She immediately turned around and saw Ninglan holding a few bunches of candied haws in her hand. She was about to walk over, but was blocked by a tall horse. On the horse sat a man in his twenties or thirties, leaning over to stare at Ninglan. Lan, with a malicious smile on his face.
Zhao Sidan rushed over with a single step. He had learned kung fu for a year. Although he was not as good as Zhao Sanniu, he was still better than ordinary people.
He stood directly in front of Ninglan, straightened his body and said, "Hey, what are you doing?"
"Where did you come from, you little brat, get out of here!" The man on the horse sneered, "I'm attracted to this girl. Whoever dares to ruin my good deeds will see how I deal with him!"
Cheng Wanwan narrowed his eyes. At the gate of the capital, at the feet of the emperor, there was someone who dared to molest a woman in broad daylight.
She walked over quickly, her eyes as cold as ice: "Are you attracted to my maid?"
The man on the horse looked at Cheng Wanwan, and after confirming that she had no identity, he took out a tael of silver from his pocket and threw it over: "I want this girl."
After saying that, he bent down and grabbed Ninglan, trying to lift her onto the horse.
Ning Lan shrank back in fear.
When she was in the capital, she had little chance to leave the back house, and she had never seen such a battle. Then she went to Dahe Village, where she could go out every day, but everyone in the village was very welcoming, and no one had ever said such a thing to her. With such frivolous words, she didn't know what to do except hide from such a deceitful person.
Cheng Wanwan protected Ninglan behind him and chuckled: "This young master is too impatient. If you want my maid, even if you want her to be a concubine or a wife, shouldn't you still follow the rules?" Come? Another one, I don’t know your name or where you live, so how can I trust you and leave my maid to you? "
Only after knowing the man's financial background can he decide his next move.
The man's face turned cold: "You old woman, why are you talking so much nonsense? It's your honor for me to fall in love with your maid..."
Cheng Wanwan's expression suddenly changed.
Old lady...this title is too insulting.
She was about to speak.
A horse galloped over: "Master Ye, you are finally here. Everyone is already waiting. Come over quickly."
The man surnamed Ye was probably worried about something. He glared at Cheng Wanwan, then looked at Ninglan, and then drove away. Dust flew everywhere, and the figure quickly disappeared on the street.
As soon as the man disappeared, the uncle who sold weapons came over and said: "You are lucky, otherwise Mr. Ye will definitely take him away by force. We don't know how many little girls on our street have been raped by this man named Ye." The beasts were ruined, hey..."
Cheng Wanwan simply asked him: "Master Ye is acting so ridiculously, why doesn't anyone sue the officials?"
"There were people who wanted to seek justice for themselves before, but Mr. Ye is the head of the Ministry of War, and his official position is the sixth rank. We ordinary people can't afford to offend him." The uncle sighed, "The sixth rank official position is actually not high. The main thing is that he personally My younger sister is the emperor’s favorite concubine, and the most favored concubine now is the sister of his mother’s compatriot. He is so arrogant because he has his own sister to protect him..."
Cheng Wanwan secretly noted down that the sixth-rank officer of the Ministry of War, Mr. Ye, was Yun Bin's brother.
Everything must be done the same way. If Master Ye dares to be so arrogant and domineering next time we meet unexpectedly, don't blame her for taking action.
Although she is only a sixth-grade person and has no fundamental power in the capital, it does not mean that she can be stepped on casually.
"Anren, this slave is fine." Ninglan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's getting late, let's go back quickly."
Cheng Wanwan glanced at Ninglan. This girl was actually only average-to-average in appearance. She didn't stand out among the crowd. She was also dressed in simple clothes, and she didn't use rouge or gouache. Today was a complete disaster.
She said: "Don't go out during this period in the capital. Stay at home."
Ninglan nodded quickly: "I will take note of An Ren's words."
The group of people returned to the small rented yard with worries. Cheng Zhao was sitting in the yard waiting. Seeing Cheng Wanwan with a solemn face, he asked repeatedly: "Second aunt, what happened?"
Cheng Zhao is getting married soon, so Cheng Wanwan will naturally not bother him with this matter. She smiled and said: "I'm just a little hungry, Ning Lan, let someone put food on the table."
Ninglan nodded, and brought the food up with Mrs. Qi. Cheng Zhao was also eating here, talking about business while eating: "A lease contract has been signed for the courtyard of Yuekan Pavilion, it is in De'an Lane, and it has been signed for three years."
De'an Lane is an alley where poor scholars gather. If a reading pavilion is set up here, these students from poor families can benefit to the greatest extent.
He continued, "There are also ready-made carpenters. Once the second aunt's drawings are in place, we can start construction."
In the past few days, I have looked at a lot of future library designs and drawn some first drafts. I still need to see them on site before making the final decision.
The two agreed to visit the yard tomorrow, draw out the design within three days, and then find someone to repair it immediately.
While construction was underway here, Cheng Zhao was thinking of ways to call on literati to donate books.
Cheng Wanwan could buy ordinary books with money. She asked Master Yu to write an order to buy the books in Dahe Village, such as the Four Books and the Five Classics. However, the literati in the capital did not lack these regular books. Many precious books in this era were Copies are copied and circulated, and cannot be purchased in bookstores. The only way to enrich the variety of books is through donations.
Donation is indeed a good way.
But Cheng Wanwan knew that this matter was not easy to handle, but the process of doing it was also an experience.
