"What's wrong?" He stood up straight away, with kind eyes, and stretched out a hand towards her, as if to help her up, but she seemed to have seen a ghost, shaking her head repeatedly, her lips trembling, and she struggled back.
Someone outside the private room heard the commotion and poked their head around. Wei Ning looked over coldly. The people watching the excitement felt cold, retracted their heads and ran away.
"Didn't you say that I'm looking for your father?" Wei Cheng continued to ask in the private room, "I won't bring you to see him now."
"Why..." She trembled and squeezed out three words. She was so frightened that she couldn't even shed tears. The person in front of her felt extremely strange.
"Just because you let my brother come to... Youzhou?"
"Why?" He sneered, half-crouched in front of her slowly, patted her face casually, and said quietly: "What did you two, father and daughter, do that you don't remember?"
"idiot."
Her face was numb from being slapped, and her body trembled even more when she heard the laughter and curse.
"You dare to touch my people?" He was clearly smiling, but that smile was full of weirdness, making people feel cold all over: "Who gave you the courage? Your father? Or your grandfather?"
She soaked her clothes with cold sweat and said tremblingly: "Zhongyang... you want to kill my father for an insignificant woman?"
He frowned, feeling that the woman in front of him could not see the situation so clearly, and why the words she spoke were so harsh. His good mood evaporated, and he stood up straight, sat back on the soft cushion, leaned against the table lazily, and said unhurriedly : "So what if I kill him?"
Wang Yuanjun shook her head like chaff, "No... don't."
She crawled over on her hands and knees and grabbed the hem of his clothes as if grasping a life-saving straw: "It's my fault..."
Wei Ning saw her approaching Wei Cheng, put her hand on the handle of the knife, and quietly took a few steps closer.
Wei Cheng clicked his tongue and turned to look at Wei Ning, "Wei Ning, do you want to kill me or not?"
Wei Ning said nothing, and Wang Yuanjun shook her head desperately: "I can do anything, don't kill me!"
He sneered: "Didn't you say you wanted to find your father?"
She froze, and her whole body went limp. She was already in despair, but suddenly she heard a faint voice coming from her ears: "Well, there is no rule in the army about killing women."
Hope burned in her eyes.
Wei Cheng leaned back and waved his hand: "Take it down and let the shopkeeper here come in."
Wei Ning nodded, grabbed the woman's wrist on the ground, and dragged her out. Wang Yuanjun was stunned, her face dull.
After a while, the curtain was carefully opened, and the shopkeeper, dressed in brown brocade clothes and wearing a thunder scarf, walked in quietly. He lowered his head the whole time and didn't look at anything he shouldn't.
"Take these dishes away." He said calmly, picked up the handkerchief on the side to wipe his hands, and threw it aside after wiping.
"Yes." The shopkeeper lowered his head, looked at his toes and asked, "General, do you want to serve the dishes again?"
Wei Cheng looked at the half-opened window. The already gray sky was getting darker and darker. Fortunately, the dragon was burning in the private room. It was bitingly cold outside, but he didn't feel how cold it was inside. From where he sat, Looking at the place, you can still see the ships passing by on the Fanyang River in the distance. There are broken ice floating on the river. It was originally frozen. The weather has warmed up a little in the past few days, and the ice has cracked. There are countless broken ice in between. There were many brightly lit boats, fishing boats in twos and threes casting nets, and several water transport vessels with mountains of cargo boxes piled on them, shuttling between the boats.
Water transportation in the North is backward, and the Fanyang River that flows to the Yellow River is not very spacious, so it is impossible for large merchants to sell goods in the North through water transport. However, the skin and meat business in the North is very prosperous, and the river is ranked first. Almost all the flower boats on the number are under the name of Cuihua House. Some guests, tired of sitting in the house, also like to take the beauties on the flower boat to have fun. There are one or two prostitutes sitting on the bow of the boat playing the piano and singing, and there is a table in the cabin. It’s very interesting to have fun and enjoy the snow while eating and drinking at the banquet.
I don’t know what festival it is today. In addition to large and small flower boats, there are also dots of river lanterns on the river. The bridge is full of tourists wrapped up warmly, holding lanterns and standing on the bridge to enjoy the night view. On both sides of the river, there are actors singing various operas, breathing guns and spitting fire, and there are also lion dance teams beating gongs and drums to parade through the streets. Those walking on stilts and dragon dances are intertwined with the crowds of tourists, which are packed to the rafters.
What's so funny, he scoffed.
He stood up and walked to the window with his hands behind his back.
I don't know what Shen Yinxiao is doing right now. He has been spoiling her more and more recently. He is running around doing everything, but there is no news from her.
A pair of young men and women stood on the bridge. The woman was wearing a crimson Zhaojun suit. She was holding a lotus petal lantern in one hand and pointed with the other hand at a vendor selling candied haws on the side. The man saw this and stepped forward to stop him. The vendor bought a candied haws and handed it to the woman standing aside. The two of them started rubbing each other's ears and temples together.
He didn't speak, and the shopkeeper didn't dare to move. It wasn't until his neck was almost numb that he heard a man's slightly questioning voice coming from the window: "What day is today?"
"To tell you the truth, General, today is a small year."
It turns out that it is a small year, no wonder there are so many people.
"What new dishes are there?"
When the shopkeeper heard that General Wei was interested in staying for dinner today, he hurriedly answered: "To tell you back to the general, some of our new dishes are from Chang'an. They were just launched yesterday and they are selling well." Recently, we have newly brewed green plum wine, which is sweet and sour. Many ladies like to drink it, but the taste is not strong enough. General, do you want to continue serving wine? Or the Yubingshake that I just mentioned above?"
"No, I'll serve you a pot of green plum wine and a portion of the new dishes."
"Yes, little one, go down and get ready." The shopkeeper bowed his head and retreated.
He was suddenly in a good mood. Wei Ning came in at this moment. Wei Cheng glanced at him and said, "Go and pick her up."
Wei Ning paused, thought for a moment, and realized it was Mrs. Shen, and nodded: "Okay."
"General, Wang Yuanjun, how should we deal with this?"
You can't keep it closed and raised all the time.
Wei Cheng thought for a while: "Find some ugly beggars and send them to her."
"Just follow her own way."
"yes."
"Also, lead people to inspect these brothels tonight. Anyone who violates the regulations will be arrested and tried." He said.
"yes."
Wei Ning saw that he was not giving any more instructions, and was about to leave when suddenly the voice sounded again, with a very strange tone: "Go and buy another bunch of candied haws, the kind wrapped in glutinous rice paper."
