-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Historic -> Take the warehouse to Daming Chapter 1609 Unexpected Tolerance
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- You can search "Bringing the Warehouse to Daming" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!
Yan Pengfei sat there until dawn. All the waiters in the store had left, and no one was lighting candles. He rubbed his eyes in discomfort, got up and walked outside.
It was very cold in the morning. Yan Pengfei shivered and looked around. The door had already been opened early, and the waiters were muttering and complaining in anger.
It was a morning that was no different from before, but Yan Pengfei felt like he was in hell and suffering.
Reaching out to disturb the mist he had breathed out, Yan Pengfei shouted to the man pushing a cart selling breakfast, "Here are ten pot stickers."
Since First Fresh launched the pot stickers with vermicelli and egg skin, this food has become popular in the streets. From ordinary people to nobles, there are few people who don't like to eat it.
When the cart came over, the vendor opened the lid of the pot, and white mist and aroma suddenly came out.
"Look, this is fried with chicken soup over charcoal fire. One side is browned, and the rice cake will make people reluctant to eat it"
Yan Pengfei was standing outside the door eating pot stickers, but ten pot stickers were too many. He ate so many that his throat was full and he started to roll his eyes, but he was still eating.
The vendor continued to sell pot stickers around the area. When he came back, he saw Yan Pengfei kneeling on the ground vomiting, and a pool of vomit on the ground was steaming.
"Fathereldest brother"
Yan Pengfei supported the ground with both hands, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and tears fell down.
The fear that had accumulated all night was like an iron claw grabbing his heart, making him feel unable to breathe.
"Dad!"
A childish voice came, and Yan Pengfei felt as if he had been struck by thunder. He slowly raised his head
A five or six-year-old girl stood in front of him. She was wearing a small cotton-padded jacket and holding a handkerchief in her hand, which she handed over timidly.
"Dad"
"Lan'er."
Yan Pengfei took the handkerchief, reached out and touched the top of her head, then looked across and saw his wife and two sons.
"Husband"
"Dad!"
Yan Pengfei's tears fell again, and he cried with tears in his eyes.
Gradually, the whole family hugged each other, crying bitterly for relief or sadness.
People from the big market gradually gathered around, and the sighs could not be heard.
"Did you escape a certain fate?"
"Mostly, it's a pity that he was doing business outside for the Yan family. He was ignored by his father and brother and had to make smiles everywhere. This is also thanks to His Highness's clear understanding and not including his family."
"Hey! He will still have troubles in the future!"
"Why?"
"Hey! Mochou actually returned to the big market?"
A group of people saw Mochou, who was wearing a curtain hat, accompanied by his elder brother and a nanny, and followed by two big men, cautiously coming from the front. A carriage was following behind.
"That's Uncle Xinghe's servant!"
¡¡
Mochou also saw a family crying and asked her brother to tell her the whole story in a low voice.
"Why!"
Mochou sighed slightly, and when his brother heard the compassion in it, he said, "Miss, please don't pity them. The rumors they spread may kill people!"
Seeing that Mochou still had a look of pity, he hummed: "Miss, don't worry, Yan Pengfei will definitely send someone to follow him all the way, and they will also give him some food and clothing on the way. The whole family will definitely not die. Otherwise, those people will not die." You can drown him in saliva!"
During this time, Mochou was raising her baby in the yard. Fang Xing often walked with her, and then they discussed together what clothes to give the baby and what toys to prepare.
Mochou thinks this is happiness. She is very grateful to God for giving her such a man and happiness. At the same time, news from the outside world has been cut off by Fang Xing.
"Hey! Brother, go and give that girl a wooden puppy made by the master."
Brother Yao shook his head and said, "Miss, my uncle has killed his whole family, so he is an enemy. Why do you still give her something?"
Mochou lowered his eyes and said, "I used to go to Jiaozhi from Jinling with my father. I will never forget that journey. This child is obviously frightened. Give it to her so that she can be happier."
Brother Yao hesitated for a moment, then went to the carriage to look for the wooden dog.
"My lady gave it to you."
Yan Pengfei¡¯s family was almost crying. When they were about to go in,My brother came over with a wooden dog and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl looked up at her somewhat fierce elder brother and shook her head timidly.
Just when Yan Pengfei was about to say no, Brother Yao frowned and stuffed the little wooden dog into the little girl's hand and said, "My lady gave it to me. She said she wanted your daughter to be happy and not to be frightened. Let's go!"
The Yan Pengfei family watched blankly as their elder brother walked up to Mochou and whispered a few words. Then Mochou looked back and smiled gently at the little girl, then she was surrounded and left.
"Lan'er, let's go in."
Yan Pengfei called his little daughter. He still had many things to do and couldn't wait.
The little girl's eyes followed Mochou's figure blankly until she disappeared, then she lowered her head and looked at the polished wooden dog.
The wooden dog is not lifelike, but you can see the marks of careful hand polishing on the edges and corners. It is very smooth and will never hurt the delicate skin of children.
"Lan'er, come in quickly!"
Yan Pengfei, who was still frightened, came out to summon his daughter. When he saw his daughter hugging the wooden dog tightly, he said, "Dad will ask someone to make a bunch for you someday."
Yan Pengfei, who has not been disposed of, has a rich family, so he will naturally not wrong his daughter.
Lan'er nodded and followed her in, but she touched the smooth turning points and then looked back again.
With Mochou and the others no longer behind them, the big market has begun another busy day with people coming and going.
Just like the rising and setting of the sun, it continues in a cycle.
¡¡
The arrest of Yan Bingxing's family caused a sensation in Jinling. Dongchang first announced the charges and evidence, and then the Duke of Wei came forward to crack down on the fraud. As a result, Yan Bingxing's reputation was trampled into the ground. From a highly respected scholar who later had some minor flaws, he became Became a hysterical conspirator.
"The public opinion in Jinling City is like withered grass on the wall. After a night of wind blowing, it changes direction.
"Yan Bingxing is an idiot! A complete idiot!"
Wang Yuan was drinking tea. On the small table in front of him, pine cones in a small stove were burning red, flickering.
The small kettle was puffing with steam. Huang Jian picked up the kettle, brewed a cup of new tea, and handed it to Wang Yuan.
"Teacher, please try it."
Wang Yuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, praising: "Good water, good tea!"
Huang Jian smiled and said: "Teacher, Yan Bingxing's biggest mistake is probably to let Yan Pengju do this. Yan Pengju was a little roundabout and actually went to find his own student. Isn't this asking for death?"
Wang Yuan squinted at the mist rising on the tea cup, and said calmly: "Ever since the illegitimate son was exposed by Fang Xing, Yan Bingxing's reputation has plummeted. How can anyone help him?"
Huang Jian suddenly realized: "That's right. But Yan Bingxing shouldn't act at this time. It won't be too late when Fang wakes up and leaves. That's the time."
After being silent for a while, Huang Jian chuckled and said, "Teacher, what Fang Xing said at Yan Bingxing's house was quite controversial. I guess a lot of letters and bullets have been sent out at this moment. He can be regarded as getting carried away. Alright."
Wang Yuan muttered: "Some of those students were at a loss when he reprimanded them like this. It can be seen that this person's method of demagogueing people, even laughing and scolding, is effective. Like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace. However, he did not It was impulsive and you will definitely pay the price."
Huang Jian nodded and said: "What he said completely negated the role of the Imperial College. The Northern and Southern Imperial College will definitely find trouble for him. There are also those sarcastic remarks about literati, and some are even heart-wrenching remarks. They are so arrogant that they can even Even if he is said to be insane, His Majesty will not tolerate his wantonness and will probably punish him."
Wang Yuan smiled and said: "That's right, otherwise there would be a huge upheaval in Beiping. Those civil servants would not be stupid enough to let people compare themselves to useless people."
Huang Jian smiled and said: "Your Highness, I guess you should regret it."
"Who knows?"
Wang Yuan took a sip of tea calmly and said calmly: "Cause leads to cause, sow cause and get result, no exception."
The pine cones in the small stove suddenly exploded, which startled Huang Jian. After the sparks dissipated, he smiled and said: "The sparks are a good omen." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page