Blissful Days After Widowhood

    After visiting Shen Hanchun that day, Gu Ye went out to play by himself as usual.

      A quarter of an hour's feet away, no matter how far it is, it's not good for a small person to explain to the general."

    Gu Ye agreed to the conditions before he came out, and he couldn't let go of him, he was a little embarrassed.

    It has been almost half a month since I entered Beijing, and now the autumn tiger is quite strong, and the weather is very warm during the day, even a little hot. But it's winter, and it's getting colder, so his mother doesn't think she'll let him run outside all day.

    He lowered his head, and before he took two steps, he heard someone calling him.

    In front of a residential house, Mr. Wen Er was sitting at the entrance of the people's gate eating an ice bowl.

    The two have always been in contact. Master Wen Er and Gu Ye naturally knew each other, but they were not enthusiastic before.

    Not long ago, Mr. Wen Er received an errand to collect debts, which was recommended by Wu Qingyi.

    At that time, Mrs. Wen was worried about the whereabouts of her second son.

    Not long after their family arrived in the capital, they fell into the eyes of Emperor Zhengyuan.

    Master Wen once again became the first assistant, and Master Wen also returned to the Hanlin Academy to study books.

    Only Mr. Wen Er, there is no whereabouts.

    He also wanted to do some small business in the capital, but when he inquired, the shops rented by the imperial court were gone, and the ones for sale were more than 10,000 taels. And other shops are naturally not cost-effective for the court to rent and sell, and the asking price is high.

    In fact, Mrs. Wen can afford it.

    But Mr. Wen Er shrank himself. He said that if he knew how much he weighed, he was not someone who could do big business. This trip is considered to have seen the prosperity of the capital, and I want to go back to Hanshan Town. It is not a problem to be idle in the capital.

    Since Mrs. Wen brought him out, he will definitely not let him go back to be a Wen iron chicken.

    The father and son were fighting, and the errand came to the door.

    Emperor Zheng Yuan personally discussed with Mr. Wen, saying that it was recommended by the British government, and asked the old man what he meant.

    Although this errand is still dealing with money and elegance, it is really a good thing for the country and the people.

    Besides, Mrs. Wen also knows that something too elegant cannot be done by his second child. Coupled with the promise of Emperor Zhengyuan, if this errand is done, he can find an errand for Mr. Wen Er at the Ministry of Household in the future!

    Households have always been fat and short, and many people want to squeeze in when they break their heads.

    Mr. Wen thanked him, and went back and said that Mr. Wen Er was recruited into the study.

    Master Wen Er was very frightened at first, and said with a sad face: "What kind of person am I, why am I hanging up in front of Your Majesty? Dad, don't give me errands, this kind of offending people Thankless things, only fools do!"

    Mr. Wen gave him a big reason and analyzed the difficulties of the new dynasty. Seeing that Mr. Wen Er was still pretending to be dead, he mentioned that Emperor Zhengyuan promised to give him a small official in the Ministry of Housing.

    Speaking of this, Mr. Wen Er was a little moved, but soon he shook his head again: "It's enough to have a father and a big brother in the family, I don't have ink in my stomach, I'm not eating this bowl of rice. material!"

    Being an official is naturally majestic, what ordinary people do not want to be an official?

      He was almost involved in the turmoil of the Abandoned Emperor fleeing south, and he could not protect himself.

    If he hadn't caught up with the new dynasty and met the enlightened Emperor Zheng Yuan, wouldn't his father be busy all his life?

    In the end, Mr. Wen threw out a condition that Mr. Wen Er could not refuse, and Emperor Zhengyuan would also give him money.

    One thousandth of a few million taels, that's a few thousand taels of silver.

    Master Wen Er's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this, and he stomped his feet and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? This errand son, try it, no matter if you succeed or not, you should serve the country!"

    It cost thousands of taels to do it, but it's just a loss of face.

    The face is worthless, and the business is worthless!

    Looking at his happy appearance, Mrs. Wen is angry and funny.

    In this way, Mr. Wen Er took the errand and started the road of debt collection.

    Because of this kind of affection, Mr. Wen Er now encounters people in the British government with a bit of affection.

    After Master Wen Er called Gu Ye, Gu Ye ran over and shouted "Second Uncle" and asked him what he was doing here.

    Master Wen Er smiled and said that he was running an errand, and then let Gu Ye sit down with his little pony, and gave him an untouched ice bowl to eat.

    Squatting, one big and one small, one sitting and one sitting, eating ice bowls leisurely at the entrance of the people's hall, Mr. Wen Er slammed his mouth and sighed: "This ice bowl is not for your family's food. The shaved ice is delicious."

    Gu Ye nodded and said, "Indeed."

    "What do you say about your family, where are you going to open a store?" Mr. Wen Er was not a person who was particular about food and clothing, but since his cook was driven away by the emperor, they returned to the town and both It is a meal that is eaten for heaven.

    Now that I have a comparison, I don't think it tastes good when I eat other things.

    Gu Ye thought for a while and said, "I haven't decided yet, my mother and shopkeeper Zhou are discussing it."

    While they were talking, the door behind them creaked open, and a well-mannered young man walked out.

    Seeing Mr. Wen Er, the young man's face was obviously not good, but he had to pretend to smile: "Why is Mr. Wen Er still here? I said that when my father is better, naturally That part of the debt will be repaid.”

    Master Wen Er was not annoyed, but still smiled, cupped his hands and smiled: "Why do you owe money or not? I just heard that Mr. Li was not feeling well, and I was worried, and I was afraid to go in rashly. It disturbed the old man’s recuperation, so he just waited outside the door, and it was considered to be doing a little bit of the younger generation.”

     When Mr. Li was blocked by his words, his face became darker.

    Master Wen Er didn't realize it, but still smiled and said, "Mr. Li, are you going out?"

    Then Mr. Li took a deep breath and said, "There is a poetry meeting of classmates and old friends."

      Officials, of course, also sell this face.

    Before Mr. Li went to court, Mr. Wen Er followed him to the gate of the palace.

    Wait until Master Li went to court, and Master Wen Er followed Master Li again.

    Others see that there are more people around him, and they always ask.

    Master Wen Er did not shy away, he said he wanted the bill, "Master Li owes the court a total of five thousand six hundred and seventy-five taels of silver!"

    Because of this, Mr. Li was ridiculed a lot. It's not that he is laughing at him for borrowing money from the imperial court, but that he can't deal with such a sloppy white man as Master Wen Er.

    Master Li also can't do anything about it. Master Wen Er is white, but he is here on an edict, and his size is also an imperial envoy. Their Li family is a literati, so are they still fighting with him? What's even more difficult is that his biological father is now the head of the civil service, and the trouble is too ugly, and it is not good for his own family.

    Master Wen Er didn't even enter the door, he just sat at the door and talked about money whenever anyone asked him. The carriage that blocked the back door of Li's house stopped at the gate of Li's house, and he slept on the carriage. In the early hours of the morning, let the coachman take him home to change clothes, take a shower, and wash up. The next day just dawned, and he would show up on time, and then follow up.

    The temperature difference between morning and evening in the late autumn is large, and the elderly are prone to get sick. Then Mr. Li was sullen and really uncomfortable, so he simply said that he was sick at home.

    The second master no longer follows Mr. Li, and instead follows the little Mr. Li in front of him.

    I heard that he was going to the poetry party, so Mr. Wen Er immediately followed.

    Gu Ye saw that it was still early, so he was not in a hurry to go home, and he had nothing to play, so he followed.

    After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Mr. Li entered a restaurant.

    This tea house has been in Beijing for some years, and there are many literati and elegant customers.

    The private rooms here have to be reserved, and it is not easy for people to come in and out at will. Just knowing this, Mr. Li didn't turn off this party. He walked upstairs to the elegant room smoothly, and saw that Mr. Wen Er was stopped by Xiao Er, and raised his lips contemptuously.

    After seeing old friends and old friends, Mr. Li sat down with them and talked about the newly acquired treasure.

    The treasures of literati are naturally not ordinary things, they are all things like pen, ink, inkstone, calligraphy and painting.

    Then Mr. Li looked at his classmates showing his things one by one, his eyes were hot and a little uncomfortable.

    He is also a self-proclaimed person who loves elegance, but recently, Master Wen Er has followed up. Whenever he enters a shop, Master Wen Er will always whisper in his ear: "Five One thousand six hundred seventy-five, five thousand six hundred seventy-five…”

    "Why did Brother Li come here today and only sit and don't speak?" A classmate who used to have some quarrels with Mr. Li laughed, "I remember that Brother Li likes inkstones the most. Zhaixin has brought a batch of good inkstones, why didn't Brother Li buy one to play with?

    The news that the Li family was glued to the dog skin plaster that was ordered to pay the bills spread like wildfire, and it became a joke after a meal among the people in Beijing.

    Sir Xiao Li's face flushed red, but at this moment, the haunting voice sounded in his ear: "Five thousand six hundred and seventy-five..."

    Sir Xiao Li was sitting with his back against the window. He was shocked when he heard the sound and asked everyone, "Did you hear that?"

    What did others ask and hear?

    Sir Xiao Li looked embarrassed, and it was hard to ask others carefully if they heard the amount of money owed by him.

     "Why is Brother Li so sensitive all of a sudden? Although we are in the private room, there are many people in the restaurant, and the private rooms are also next to each other. Naturally, you may hear the voice from the next door."

    A group of classmates comforted him, and then continued to speak.

    Then Master Li also thought he was hallucinating, but after a while, he heard the number again!

    This time it wasn't just him, others heard it too, the sound didn't seem to be coming from next door, it seemed like it came from behind Mr. Li.

    When everyone opened the window, they saw Mr. Wen Er who was hanging on the railing outside and hanging in the air!

    Master Wen Er still smiled and said: "Master Li is not easy to listen to, go to Yanzhai to buy some inkstones, your family still owes His Majesty five thousand six hundred and seventy-five taels of silver. !"

    A group of literati were scared to death by him, and they pulled him up.

    Sir Xiao Li was disgraced by him, and was frightened. He had no face to attend any party, and went home immediately.

    All the way back to Li's house, Mr. Li entered the house and went straight to his father's house.

    Lord Li looked at him ugly and asked him if something happened to him?

    Sir Xiao Li had a dark face, and first told what happened today, and said: "Dad, why don't we pay back the money! My son can't stand it anymore, and if today The second child of the Wen family has a good or bad next to me, and the son is full of mouths and can't tell!"

    In this world, those who want to be shamed are afraid of being shameless, and those who are terrible are afraid of dying.

    Master Wen Er is neither shameless nor lifeless, who can resist this?

    "The debt collector is really annoying!" Then Mr. Li was also annoyed by him, and waved his hand: "Pay it back, pay it back, anyway, it will be paid back sooner or later."

    The Li family is not a corrupt official, on the contrary, it used to be a clear stream of the court.

    It was only later that I saw that Mrs. Wen had been dealt with by the little emperor, so I shrank, and dared not sing against the little emperor again.

      Of course not, Gein has no one to take the lead.

    After all, they are courtiers of the old dynasty, and returning the money to the new dynasty will inevitably make people say that they are not arrogant, and they are rushing to sell it to the new master!

    The Li family had prepared the money for a long time, waiting for other people to be the best.

    Since the second master can chase his family's debts, he will naturally follow the same method to chase other people's debts. At that time, others will naturally know that their Li family can't do anything about it, and it's definitely not that their knees are weak!

    In the afternoon, Mr. Wen Er recovered the first amount of money owed.

    Although it is not much, it is also a good sign, indicating that the next few thousand taels will also make money sooner or later!

    "Ono is really a lucky star!" Master Wen Er sincerely praised.

    Otherwise, why didn't he come every day before, but when Gu Ye came today, he was going to go?

    Gu Ye smiled without saying a word, and boasted: "Second uncle is really good at climbing walls, no worse than me."

    Master Wen Er said proudly: "That's not true. Why is he in the town of Ueno, how can he still not have the ability to climb trees and climb walls? Of course, it is mainly you."

    At that time, Mr. Wen Er wanted to climb the wall, but was also afraid of falling.

    Although it is only the third floor, it can be big or small if you fall down. If you fall to your own death, you will really make money and spend money.

    Gu Ye said at the time to let him come, he is very good at this.

    Master Wen Er and his servant said no at the same time.

    The little boy behind said: "Master Wen Er, go ahead, the little one can fight, even if you fall, the little one can catch you."

    We all know that Wu Qingyi is very skilled in martial arts, and naturally he has no wine bag and rice bag.

    Master Wen Er has the courage.

    After clearing the account, Mr. Wen Er returned the IOUs from the Li family, took out a few IOUs that he carried with him, and flipped through them, again inviting Gu Ye and him to go to the next house.

    That house was a nobleman of the previous dynasty, and now it only bears a false title, and the real difference has been swayed by Emperor Zhengyuan.

    No one in his family is an official in the court now, so he doesn't have to sell Mrs. Wen's face. He also runs a casino and has a lot of thugs. It's a tough bone to chew on.

    But the other party owes a lot of money, more than fifty thousand taels!

    Master Wen Er had been to his house before, and when he saw the strong thugs in the casino, he was scared away.

    But today, Master Wen Er felt that his luck was very good, and Gu Ye had a servant who knew martial arts beside him, so he took them there.

    The principle is such a principle, but how can such a young child enter the casino?

    Master Wen Er first found the young owner of the casino and explained his purpose.

    The young master sneered: "Our casino opens the door to do business, if Master Wen Er comes to take care of our business, we welcome, if not..."

    He turned his head and winked, and several muscular thugs in coarse vests approached.

    Master Wen Er stepped back again and again, thinking that he still has helpers, but he turned his head and saw that Gu Ye was actually crowded in front of the gaming table and watching with interest!

    He retreated to the door, wiped his sweat and said, "Xiaoye, what are you doing here? Aren't we here to do business?"

    Gu Ye asked curiously, "Second uncle, how does this play?"

    Master Wen Er was silent, joking, taking this little guy into the casino is already a risk. Let his father know that he also teaches the little guy to gamble, so he can't be skinned alive?

    At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

     "Okay! Young Master Feng is worthy of being the younger brother of the number one general of the dynasty, and he won't fall into the name of Duke Lu's mansion at the gambling table!"

    The young owner of the casino, who was still fierce and vicious to Mr. Wen Er, was smiling and flattering a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy in luxurious clothes.

    Other people in the casino naturally crowded around, only then did they know that Feng Gongzi was playing a big bet, and he directly bet one thousand taels of silver!

    All kinds of flattery came and went, Gu Ye said puzzled: "The number one general in the dynasty, isn't it British?"

    His childish voice is clear and tender, which is very different from the voices of adults.

    Then Feng Gongzi is also a martial artist, and his ears are very good. When he caught his words, he frowned and said, "Where is the child from this casino?"

    Everyone followed his gaze again, and then they saw the little radish head in the crowd.

    The young owner of the casino immediately came out to chase people: "Whose child is here, and where it is cool, where to stay!"

    The boy naturally stopped in front of Gu Ye.

    The little servant was wearing a black robe with a fingernail-sized flame pattern embroidered on the cuffs.

    Hearing the British government, the young master immediately did not dare to make a sound.

    There is no one in my family right now, but I dare not get involved in the dispute between the two princes!

    Then Feng Gongzi saw that the young owner of the casino was also afraid of the appearance of the British government, and said more and more impatiently: "Don't drive this child away? How can he be able to take care of you for such an old child? Can't do business?"

    Thinking that Young Master Feng is really going to give money to his family, the young master can only bite the bullet and step forward and say with a smile: "Young Master, you see that this place is really not a place for children to play, Otherwise you still…”

    Gu Ye looked at Young Master Feng, his eyes darkened, and asked, "How do you gamble for money?"

    The young master patiently explained the gameplay to him, and wanted to give it away, and heard Gu Ye ask: "Then can I bet with him?"

    His short little finger pointed at Young Master Feng.

    "This, this..." There was cold sweat on the young master's forehead.

    "You ask him to come over, and this young master will bet with him!" The young master Feng sneered, "But let's agree, don't cry if you lose the bet!"

    Gu Ye flipped through his purse, which contained a few taels of wages he had saved before, as well as some scraps of silver that his grandma secretly stuffed him after he arrived in the capital. Add up to less than ten taels of silver.

    "Oh, the British government came out with such a little capital?" Then Mr. Feng smiled coldly, "Do you want me to lend you a little?"

    The capital is not enough, so naturally I can't go to the gambling table where Feng Gongzi is - there is a VIP table with a hundred taels.

    Gu Ye didn't want his money, of course, he looked at the little servant who only had some broken silver on him, and then he looked at Mr. Wen Er again.

    Master Wen Er still has several thousand liang of warm silver notes that he just asked for.

    Master Wen Er immediately covered the money bag, this is not his money, it is the court! And even if it was his money, who would lend such an older child to gamble?

    "No need." Gu Ye turned his head, chose a gambling table at random, and put the money on top, "I'll start from here."

    After seeing the situation clearly, Young Master Feng sneered and went back to his side.

    Master Wen Er squeezed into the crowd to take a look, his face flushed with anxiety, "Xiaoye, do you know what you are betting on? You are betting on a leopard!"

    Gu Ye looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "I know, but the man told me just now that if you bet big or small, you can get double, and if you bet on leopard, you can get three Bei, can't I bet with that person quickly?"

    "Why bet this to win three times, haven't you thought about it?"

    It turned out to be like this, Gu Ye nodded thoughtfully, "It's okay, I think I have good luck these two days, didn't you say the same?"

    Master Wen Er thought that was a polite word, silly boy! Besides, who's luck is good enough to bet on the leopard? !

    "The child is ignorant, ignorant!" Master Wen Er was heartbroken for his ten taels of silver, and with a smile he reached out to the gambling table to help him get the money back.

    "There is no size on the gambling table, even if you are from the British government, it is not good!"

    "That's right! We're all like you, so why don't we bet?"

    Before the people in the casino made a sound, the gamblers had already stopped Mr. Wen Er.

      …”

    "Open!" The sound of the dice stopped, and the dealer who shook the dice cup sang loudly: "Three sixes, leopard!"

    …

    In the British public mansion, Gu Yinzheng and Mrs Wang try on new clothes.

    Wu Qingyi had informed in advance that the Empress Dowager would hold a banquet in the palace to entertain the daughters of the ministers' families.

    It is estimated that the palace servant who will pass the word will also come here on these two days.

    The jewelry, heads and faces in the warehouse are all ready-made, and the clothes that enter the palace must be made new.

    Fortunately, there are embroidery girls in the house. The next day after they entered Beijing, embroidery girls came to measure them.

    On this day, new clothes have been made.

    The cloth is also a gift from the palace, and the embroidery thread is left over from the original palace.

    Wang touched the new dress, which was soft and light, and had gold lines, and sighed: "You used to spend half a tael or a tael to buy me a dress, I I still can't bear to wear it, so I have to change it. How can I think that I can wear such good clothes now? It's a pity that these satin can't be sold for money, otherwise the mother will sell it and make it for you. "

    Wang also went to see the big restaurant on Taibai Street later, and the more he saw it, the more he liked it. Unfortunately, the money at home is really tight.

      Now that the dynasties are changed, they have received news that the expenses of the imperial court are tight, but they dare not fill up at this time.

    So that big restaurant has not been sold yet.

    If it has not been sold until the new year, the British government can buy it with a salary.

    Gu Yin's mentality is better than Wang's. If you can buy it, you can buy it. If you can't buy it, you can change it elsewhere.

    She pushed Wang Shi in front of the mirror and sighed: "Mother dresses like this is both good-looking and energetic. If you go out, don't say that you are a young mother, people still think you are his sister."

    Wang looks younger than her peers, and the family is reunited behind her. When everyone has a happy event, she is in good spirits, and she looks less old.

    "That's pretty good," Wang said happily, "I'll say it's your father's eldest daughter in the future, and then I'll tell myself a good marriage and recruit a young and handsome husband into the family!"

    Because there are no outsiders, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dare to say anything nonsense.

    While laughing and making trouble, a little maid hurriedly came to report: "Old Madam, Madam, Miss Shen is not good!"

    This Shen Hanchun suddenly fell ill half a month ago, and he was looked after by the imperial doctor every day, and Gu Ye went to supervise.

    It's also strange, after half a month, there is no improvement, and there are many coma and less waking hours, and I can't get out of bed.

    "Why is it bad?" Gu Yin stopped laughing and asked.

    The little girl said: "Miss Shen just woke up, she can take the soup by herself, and she said she wanted to get out of bed for a walk. I don't know what happened, but suddenly she said that her chest was tight and she vomited blood again!"

    "Let the two imperial doctors go, and the old doctor fairy."

    While instructing Wang Shi, she held Gu Yin and winked at her.

    It's not good for them to look at Shen Hanchun, it's not that they are afraid of bad luck, don't go and crush people to death directly because of their fate!