"Sir, my sister sneaked out. She's very naughty, so my grandmother got angry and took her back. It's true." Gu Changheng said, "Do you think my geese are fat? Why don't I give them to you so you can have a taste? "
"Shut up." The general said impatiently.
Gu Changheng was not affected. He continued, "My geese are the noblest among geese. They sell for eighty taels of silver each in Jinling. I originally wanted to make a profit, but seeing how hard you've worked, I'll give them to you."
"Eighty taels of silver for one goose?" The general finally reacted.
Gu Changheng nodded without blushing or skipping a beat. He even put on a sincere expression, "Eighty taels of silver for an average geese. Better ones are even more expensive. They're all sold to the palace."
"The dog emperor is so extravagant. No wonder the heavens punish the people!" The general seemed to have a chuunibyou disease. He was filled with righteous indignation. No one else did anything to him, but he was the one who was angry first.
Gu Zhangheng immediately nodded his head vigorously. He was obviously bluffing, but he gave off the impression that he was treating the other party as a close friend. "Sir, you're right. Us commoners are really suffering."
The general thought to himself, if you're f * cking miserable, then what kind of life are other people living?
"General, there's still nothing." Another person came to report.
Gu Changheng decided to strike while the iron was hot. "Sir, my sister has really returned to the capital. She's sixteen this year. My family is preparing to discuss her marriage. Tell me, at such an important time, how can my family let her fool around in the southwest?"
His words seemed to make sense. The general pondered for a moment, then said, "Take her away."
They searched for a long time. Huarong soaked in the fields until her body was swollen before leaving. She was afraid that those people would turn back, so she stayed in the fields until it was dark.
When she got up, she almost fell. Niu Dazhuang, who had not been taken away, had been looking for Huarong. When it saw her climb out of the fields in a daze, it almost thought that she was a water ghost.
"Miss?"
Huarong grinned. His pale face was terrifying. "You weren't caught?"
"They only took Young Master, Shuxiu, and the others away. I've been here for a long time and know a few local dialects. They thought I was a local, so they didn't take me away." Niu Dazhuang scratched his head and looked naive.
The sky was completely dark, but the tenant farmers' place was dimly lit. "Let's go and save Brother Six." Huarong wiped his face and walked towards Zhuangzi.
"Miss, how do we save him? Why don't we go back to the capital and let Uncle think of a way? "Niu Dazhuang said.
"Shut up." Huarong was too lazy to explain. Even if he did, he might not understand.
The Prince Of Qi sent people to catch businessmen only because he wanted to get money from them. In this era, loyalty was the most important thing. Even if you lose your life, you can't lose your loyalty.
Therefore, the Gu family could not pay the ransom for Gu Changheng. If they paid the ransom, they would be slandered by people who would say that they were supporting the Prince Of Qi financially. If they didn't pay the ransom, they would be criticized as cold-blooded.
Huarong sighed. Fortunately, the Gu family had always been friendly neighbors and had a good relationship. Otherwise, they would be doomed eternally.
The only thing they could do now was to secretly save Gu Changheng. Huarong looked up to the sky and exhaled a mouthful of foul air. He was extremely gloomy.
Huarong sneaked back to Zhuangzi. He was flustered and exasperated when he found that Zhuangzi had been robbed in the chaos. There was no money, no banknotes, and no good clothes left.
After searching for a long time, he found an ordinary ready-made garment that Shuxiu had recently bought for himself. The material was ordinary and the style was ordinary. Huarong put it on and it was not so eye-catching.
Huarong did not dare to delay. He took off the wet clothes and washed them. He asked Niu Dazhuang to find a place to dry them. He ate some leftovers and then slept in the servant's room in Shuxiu with his clothes on for the night.
The next day, Huarong got up at dawn. Niu Darong did not dare to sleep the whole night. He waited at the door of Huarong's room. When she came out, he asked with dark circles under his eyes, "Miss, why are you up so early?"
"Where are the clothes?"
"Dry them."
"Take the clothes and come with me." Huarong ordered.
Niu Dazhuang did not dare to delay. When he saw Huarong's serious expression, he did not dare to delay at all. He took the half-dry clothes and came over. "Miss, clothes."
"Later, sell the clothes and buy me a set of men's clothes." Huarong ordered as they walked.
"Miss, I still have money. Why do you want to buy clothes?" Niu Dazhuang scratched his head and looked silly.
Huarong looked at him in surprise. "Your room was not searched?"
"I was supposed to give the workers their wages today. The total is more than six hundred taels. I was afraid that I would lose it, so I brought it with me." He said as he handed the heavy bag of money to Huarong. "Miss, what do you want to buy?"
"Buy me a set of ordinary men's clothes." Huarong ordered.
"Miss, you hide well. I will be back soon."
Huarong nodded and gave him a hundred taels. "Buy some steamed buns."
Niu Dazhuang came to Songyang County to buy land. He was familiar with the neighboring counties, let alone Songyang County. Before long, he brought the men's clothes, steamed buns, and a youtiao that Huarong wanted.
The men's clothes were made of ordinary cloth. They were not as luxurious as the clothes in Jinling. When he put them on, he looked much more ordinary.
After changing, Huarong brought Niu Dazhuang to the county while eating. "What's the situation in the city?"
"You can only go in, not out."
Huarong turned to look at him. "You can only go in, not out. How did you get out?"
Niu Dazhuang scratched his head and smiled. "I helped a gatekeeper before. I asked him for help."
"Can you ask for help again?" Huarong asked.
Niu Dazhuang was a little slow. It took him a while to react. He nodded hesitantly. "Should be?"
Seeing his hesitation, Huarong had other plans. "It's fine if you don't enter the city. Can you ask where the foreign merchants are locked up?"
"I'll go ask."
Although Niu Dazhuang looked simple, he did have some friends. He heard that the Prince Of Qi locked up all the foreign merchants in Songyang County.
This time, he had no choice but to enter the city.
"Enter the city." Without much hesitation, Hua Rong swaggered into the city. She was dressed in ordinary clothes, and even though she had a pretty face, she only attracted a few glances. Now that the world was in chaos, no one would care too much about other people's business.
She entered the city without a hitch.
She did not find an inn. Instead, she found a seemingly honest farmer's house and stayed there on the grounds that she was not allowed to leave the city and could not return home.
"The price of rice in the city has increased again." The farmer's old lady sighed. She lowered her voice. She did not want Huarong, an outsider, to hear her conversation with her daughter.
There were only four people in the family now. Two elders, a daughter, and a grandson. They originally had a son, but he died in battle a few years ago.
The daughter was quite old. She was a poor widowed person. Huarong got a lot of information from her on the first night she moved in. Songyang County was close to Li Rong. Every three years, Li Rong would come to steal food in the autumn. Almost every family in this area had a few heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country.
"Dazhuang." Huarong waved to Niu Dazhuang who was not far away.
Niu Darong was helping to choose vegetables. He hurriedly washed his hands and came over. "Young master."
"When can the rice in Zhuangzi be harvested?"
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