Shipin Dalizheng

Chapter 289 Borrowing Grain on Behalf of His Majesty

The Zheng family is one of the four major clans in the world. He can hide in troubled times, or he can rebel to protect himself, but he cannot bear the overwhelming infamy and let the clan be unable to wash away the shame.

Mr. Cui choked. He was the same. Sometimes he saw many things that were against the will of heaven, but for the honor of his family, he had to pretend not to see them.

It is impossible that he would enjoy the family's offerings, live an extraordinary life, and then turn around and scold his own clan for being inhumane.

I can't even apologize to the whole world.

He muttered, "Now I understand why Feng Xiangjun rejected you."

Zheng Jiu felt even more upset. He was an old man who had been dumped...

Suddenly, one of his men came running to report the news, "Sir, something bad has happened. Our farm in Shangyuan County has been robbed."

Mr. Cui spit out a cloud of tea. Zheng Jiu closed his eyes, wiped away the water droplets from washing his face, and asked with trembling hands, "Who did this?"

Shangyuan County was where the Zheng family hid their grain, and it was also their base in the imperial capital. Now it’s all over!

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who did it?"

In fact, he had a vague guess who it was without even asking, and sure enough, the servant said, "It's Earl of Annan."

His hands tightened, and Zheng Jiu suddenly wanted to kill someone.

Mr. Cui was astonished. "This evil creature, does he have no desire to survive at all?"

In Hejing County, he robbed the Cui family's grain store. Since he was pretending to be a bandit and the grain was distributed to the people, he asked Zheng Jiu to help cover up the evidence. Now he is brazenly touching the tiger's butt. Does he think that the Zheng and Cui families are easy to mess with?

Zheng Jiu stood up and was about to leave when Mr. Cui asked hurriedly, "Is anyone hurt?"

The subordinate handed over an IOU with a constipated look on his face. "No one was hurt. They tied it up. They said it was a loan from the court and they would pay it back when the harvest is good."

I really want to curse! Thank you for the twenty years of education.

Mr. Cui took the IOU first. Written in crooked charcoal handwriting, stamped with a bright red seal, it read, "Rong Tang, commander of the new army of the Rong family of Dai Viet, is borrowing three hundred dan of military rations on behalf of His Majesty the Dai Viet. As long as the mountains remain green and the rivers flow, and Dai Viet remains undestroyed, this IOU will remain in effect. Date: Year, Month, and Day."

Mr. Cui was stunned and couldn't recover.

Zheng Jiu's teeth squeaked, "Okay, very good, I'll put the blame on the court."

Mr. Cui asked again, "Did you leave any food?"

The servant lowered his head and said, "They left a little, saying that if you add water, it will be enough to last until next spring."

Zheng Jiu pounded the stone table angrily, "I'll kill him."

"They not only robbed food, but also weapons, not just swords, but also clubs, even hoes and shoulder poles. Wherever they went, not a blade of grass grew. Even the refugees passing by were encouraged to join the Rong family's new army. They had a special conscription team. It was said that many refugees who rushed to the imperial capital were conscripted halfway to get a meal of gruel."

"This bastard really wants to rebel!"

Mr. Cui's heart palpitated when he heard this. He stood up, clutching his chest and said, "Don't worry. There's still the Cui family's rice shop in Shangyuan County. We can share some of it..."

The servant immediately shattered his fantasy with a single sentence, "It's gone. They've all been taken. They've taken everything from the Zheng family, so how could they let the Cui family go?"

Mr. Cui tilted and almost fell.

Just as Zheng Jiu's anger was growing exponentially, another servant rushed in and said, "Sir, something has happened to Feng Xiangjun."

Even though it was fine, Zheng Jiu still couldn't calm down when he heard that Feng Qingqing was in trouble. He suddenly asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know either. Feng Xiangjun went to deliver medicine to Young Master Fu. Not long after she came back, Madam Fu sent someone to grab Feng Xiangjun and told her to marry Young Master Fu."

Zheng Jiu ejected.

Zheng Baoer cried out "Ahh" when he saw his father was gone. Mr. Cui hugged him and said, "Come on Baoer, grandpa will teach you to read."

"I want daddy."

"Your father has gone to find a new mother for you."

Zheng Baoer rolled her eyes and said, "No bad woman, I want my aunt to be my mother."

Mr. Cui choked. He later found out about Lin Zhiyu's plot. While feeling it was unbelievable, he also felt that Lin Zhiyu's idea was very normal.

Being widowed at a young age, looking at her outstanding brother-in-law every day, who could not be tempted? She had been plotting for ten years, and it was hard to say that she had not revealed any traces. Unfortunately, Zheng Jiu was a fool and did not understand women's hearts at all.

Although Lin Zhiyu was the mastermind behind all these tragedies, Zheng Jiu's slowness and inability to distinguish boundaries also accounted for half of the responsibility.

As time passed, he thought about letting Baoer know the truth and distinguish the evil in people's hearts, but Zheng Jiu said that Baoer was already so pitiful, and the warmth Lin gave him replaced all the warmth of his mother in Baoer's childhood, so let him keep the good memories.

As a result, Zheng Baoer does not accept another woman as the new mother.

"You can't make up your mind and sort out your tangled emotions. Zheng Jiu, even if Feng Xiangjun wasn't there, you wouldn't be able to handle other women."

With a sigh, he took Zheng Baoer back to the house to study.

On Feng Qingqing's side, a ridiculous drama began.

After Rong Tang went out of the city to fight, she was given the task of comforting the women in the imperial capital. Because she had contact with the women in various mansions a few months ago, and often raised funds for food and clothing with Madam Ma, her reputation in the imperial capital gradually improved.

People gradually separated her from the Jing'an Marquis Mansion and regarded her as an independent individual. It was easy and pleasant to interact with her. With her comfort, and the fact that Rong Tang really didn't kill people easily, the imperial capital was not that bad after all the bumps and bruises.

On this day, she and Madam Ma were patrolling the streets, bringing some medicine for wounds and colds, which they were ready to distribute to the people in need. There was a commotion on the streets for a while, and then a group of old women from the Fu family rushed over. Not long after, they hurried over to capture someone and brought him back. It was Feng Yingying.

Feng Qingqing had no feelings for anyone in the Marquis' Mansion. She didn't kill any of the Feng family members with her own hands because of their blood relationship. Now, seeing Feng Yingying being captured by the Fu family with her own eyes, she was not moved at all. She was even afraid of blocking the way and delaying the Fu family, so she quickly retreated to the side of the street.

The streets are lined with homeless elderly beggars who are afraid of being implicated and hurt, so they stay away for fear of offending others.

When Feng Yingying was being dragged away by the Fu family's maid, she saw Feng Qingqing and cried out for help, "Sixth sister, please save me. You are the village lady, and they will give you face."

Feng Qingqing felt very unlucky. She had face, but you, Feng Yingying, didn't! Whatever relationship you had, you said whatever you wanted. It was useless to talk about family ties at this moment.

After Feng Yingying was dragged away, Madam Ma remembered something. "Yesterday, Madam Fu came to me for help, saying that Fu Qingshi had internal injuries and needed some healing herbs. I thought, General Fu's death was a pity, and Young General Fu also suffered an unprovoked disaster. Madam Fu has always been generous with her donations, so why not send them to her?"

Feng Qingqing immediately realized that Mrs. Ma was gossiping and wanted to go and see the fun.

"Then go!"

Fu Qingshi and Feng Yingying were engaged. Feng Qingqing boldly guessed that the Fu family wanted them to get married so that they could have a family line before Fu Qingshi died.

Reasonably despicable.

The two entered the Fu family's house and saw that the wedding hall had been set up. Feng Yingying was being held in a corner, and Fu Qingshi was sitting in a wheelchair with a red silk tied around his chest.

Madam Fu's face was dull, and she said dryly, "You two have come at an unfortunate time. The mansion is about to have a wedding, and since it's a special time, there won't be any banquets. If you don't mind, have some wedding tea before you leave."

Madam Ma said, "It's not a disgrace. How can a wedding be held without guests? I think that my status as Lord Fengxiang and I can attend the ceremony, and it won't be a disgrace to Master Fu."

There was a hint of joy on Fu Qingshi's face. Everyone in the city knew about his feelings for Feng Yingying.

Suddenly, Feng Yingying broke free and ran out, pointing at Feng and saying softly, "She should be your fiancée!"