At noon, the heat in Liangcheng Mansion has gradually increased, but this does not affect the normal life of the people in Liangcheng Mansion at all.
At this time, he saw Yuan Chuang, a servant of the prefect Gu Jiantong, walking towards the Yamen in a hurry.
Yuan Chuang followed him and soon reached the desk of the prefect Gu Jiantong.
"Master." The servant Yuan Chuang called.
After hearing Yuan Chuang's voice, the prefect Gu Jiantong raised his head, placed the pen in his hand next to the inkstone, and whispered: "What's wrong?"
After hearing the master's words, Yuan Chuang hurriedly walked forward, leaned down, and whispered in the ear of the prefect Gu Jiantong.
After listening, I saw a happy face on the face of the prefect Gu Jiantong.
"Okay, it seems that I can feel more at ease if I leave these things to you." After finishing speaking, he looked at his servant Yuan Chuang who had not said a word and asked, "What time is it now?"
"Sir, it's already noon." The servant Yuan Chuang replied.
After listening, the prefect Gu Jiantong thought for a moment, and then asked: "The court has issued an order to form a militia team. Should we be ready at this point?"
Although he is just a servant, Yuan Chuang, who follows his master Gu Jiantong, still understands it more or less.
"master."
"I think I saw on the paper that a militia team will be formed within half a month. This is Liangcheng Mansion. We don't need to prepare so early, right?"
After listening to the words of his servant Yuan Chuang and thinking for a moment, Gu Jiantong looked outside the door. When he saw that no one was coming this way, he said with a smile on his face: "You don't understand this matter. The more you The earlier you prepare, the better. Although this is Liangcheng Prefecture, there will be people from other counties in a few days. It will be troublesome to count them together then, so it is better to prepare earlier."
Seeing that the servant Yuan Chuang didn't say anything anymore, the prefect Gu Jiantong gave the order: "Go and tell Wen Tongzhi and ask him to hurry up and get ready. I think it will be in the future. It will be in the future." When the time comes, prepare to recruit and verify people outside the government office."
"Okay." After responding, servant Yuan Chuang hurriedly walked out.
Speaking of which, although Yuan Chuang is a servant of the prefect Gu Jiantong, everything he does on a daily basis seems to be done by a master.
This government office
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
Among them, no one dared not to say hello to servant Yuan Chuang when they saw him.
Although he is a servant, he belongs to the prefect Gu Jiantong. Besides, he does most of the things on weekdays. Not saying hello to him is clearly looking down on the prefect Gu Jiantong.
Of course, these are the thoughts of the officials in the government office. I don't know whether the prefect Gu Jiantong thinks so.
In Liangcheng Fucheng, people were coming and going on the streets.
Those cloth shops invited by the Su Family Cloth Shop are already hurriedly preparing their goods. The most ruthless one is the Xia Family Cloth Shop, which is almost at the bottom of Liangcheng Prefecture.
After getting the invitation, he immediately closed the shop and packed up the most exquisite items in the shop.
Although it is said to be closed, it does not make much difference to the Xia family whether it is closed or not. Even if it is not closed, not many goods in this cloth shop are sold.
Today's day can be regarded as a very big change for the Xia family. If it happens, the Xia family's cloth shop will not be at the bottom among all the cloth shops in Liangcheng Mansion.
Therefore, today's servants of the Xia family who are busy in the cloth line are all trying their best to pack these goods.
"Rong'er." Miss Han Mu, who was walking on the street, said to her heart and then stopped.
After hearing the young lady's shout, the maidservant Cen Rong who was following him hurriedly stopped.
To this day, the hats and veils worn by the two of them have still not faded away. As for the purpose, only she and she know.
This outfit is quite unusual among the people walking around the streets of Liangcheng Mansion, but there is nothing unusual about this simple outfit.
The people passing by either regarded these two people as disfigured people or as beggars. No one cares about the identities of these two people.
"Why haven't you heard about the establishment of a militia yet?" Miss Han Mu asked in her heart.
Although she is ten years older than the young lady, the maid Cen Rong, who has not felt the aura of the big ink in more than ten years, has forgotten many things.
"Wait a little longer, this matter can't be done so quickly." Cen Rong, the maidservant, responded.
Among the people coming and going, the two of them were quite cautious, and this title was related to the previous one.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
Likewise, if you can avoid calling someone by name, don’t call them by name.
Hearing what the maid Cen Rong said, Miss Han Muxin turned around and continued walking in Liangcheng Fucheng.
For them who have no money at all, such a life is not glorious, but rather a kind of torture.
After all, many things can't be done without money. First of all, there is no food to eat, no room to live in, and there is nothing to do here.
Only wearing such a beggar-like outfit, walking on the streets of Liangcheng Mansion, watching the free performances while walking.
If the stall owner was more generous, he would have just looked at it for a long time. If the stall owner was a stingy person, he would only have had one glance.
"How long have you been touching this thing?! Do you want to buy it or not?!" Looking at the two people wearing unusual clothes, the stall owner became angry.
What this stall owner sells is not a variety of acrobatics, but colorful sachets, purses and the like.
For such a young lady, Han Muxin, who has never come to live on the mainland, the smell of fireworks here is really wonderful.
After hearing what the stall owner said, the maid Cen Rong couldn't stand him anymore.
In short, this is what the maid Cen Rong thinks in her heart: This is the eldest lady of my family, why do you scold her? I can't bear to scold you.
Seeing that the two people in front of him were silent, the stall owner became even more angry: "Will you buy it or not? If you don't buy it, leave, so as not to dirty my things."
Hearing what the stall owner said, the maid Cen Rong almost waved her hand away, but fortunately Miss Han Muxin signaled with her hand.
"No, no, no." After saying this, Miss Han Muxin put down the sachet that she couldn't put down.
Looking at the two people wearing unusual clothes, even though Han Muxin had already put down the sachet, the stall owner couldn't help but said: "I touched it for so long without buying it, and it got dirty."
Hearing what the stall owner said to the young lady, Cen Rong, as a maid beside the young lady, really couldn't bear such words.
There was no trace of dirt on the purse that Miss Cai touched just now. Although she had not lived in this mainland for more than ten years, Cen Rong still knew something about this person's thoughts.
The stall owner's behavior is called looking down upon others.
(End of chapter)
7017k
