Chapter 823 Someone Provoked

Looking at the hand held by Wu Anren, Bai Yunxi chuckled, "After sitting for a long time, my legs and feet are indeed numb."

"I'll accompany Yiren to the garden later to enjoy the flowers and stretch my muscles..."

After saying that, Wu Anren whispered again, "This Liang Gong in our city is not an ordinary person. She comes from the famous Mu family in Kyoto. She is a serious noble girl who attaches great importance to rules. Master Liang is a foreign official from the capital." , maybe he will be transferred back to Kyoto when his term is up."

Bai Yunxi thought about it. During this period of the Song Dynasty, many states and counties were set up. Each state had a prefect, who was responsible for managing government affairs and military affairs, as well as the troops stationed in the state capital.

Even her Xiaowu, in addition to managing local government affairs, is also responsible for the military in two counties.

When it comes to the military, it is naturally the most important thing for the court. It is for this reason that whether it is a prefect or a prefecture, the imperial court directly sends Beijing officials to serve in the local areas. After the term is over, they return to Beijing and then replace them with others.

Even so, local state governments still set up general officials, who in addition to assisting in government affairs, also have the responsibility of supervising local officials.

Thinking of this, Bai Yunxi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder Wu Anren spoke calmly when he mentioned Liang Gongren, but it was so intricate.

Also, although Wu Tongpan was a member of the sixth rank, he had the responsibility of supervising the magistrate and could directly submit a letter to the court without him. This right alone was enough to make people respect him.

While they were talking, everyone had already reached the entrance of the mansion. Beside the carriage, a group of maids were helping a graceful and luxurious woman get out of the carriage.

Bai Yunxi stood in the crowd, watching Liang Gongren being supported by the girl and the old woman, and couldn't help but take a few glances.

She wears a thin blue double-breasted jacket with swastika patterns embroidered on the collar and front. She wears a dark blue skirt embroidered with elegant orchids. The hair is tied into a bun, with a gold hairpin inserted on each side of the bun, and a small and exquisite emerald flower crown embedded in the center of the bun.

A pair of white jade bracelets were placed on the maid's wrists. Her nails were bright red and her knuckles were white and delicate, making her look like she was in her forties.

Come to think of it, with a dignified and respectable person of the fourth grade and a lot of maids and wives, the maintenance is naturally the best.

When Liang Gongren stood still, Wu Anren took Bai Yunxi a step forward and greeted him warmly.

"Greetings to Mr. Liang Gong, and a welcome to Mr. Gong."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the guests who came with her also saluted. For a while, they were wearing jingling rings and colorful clothes.

Liang Gongren held the girl's hand, straightened his body, raised his chin slightly, looked down condescendingly at the woman in front of him who was greeting him, and spoke softly,

"All free of charge.

Seeing everyone stand up, Liang Gongcai took a step forward and looked at Wu Anren gently,

"I'm late. Please wait."

"No matter what Mr. Kyou said, it was just talking about admiring the flowers, no matter whether it was morning or evening."

Wu Anren said politely and asked people to come in to talk. A group of people gathered around the door, which was really outrageous.

They followed Liang Gongren all the way to the hall. Wu Anren invited people to sit at the front seat, and he sat on the right side of the front seat to accompany him.

For a while, there was another round of greetings, and good words were exchanged one after another as if they were free of charge. On the other hand, Liang Gongren had a decent smile on his face, as if he had long been accustomed to such occasions, and Bai Yunxi admired him endlessly.

When socializing with women in the back house, every word you say is tested. They are obviously gentle words, but there are hidden secrets in every sentence. It is no easier than the verbal battles between men.

Baiyunxi sat quietly, listening to their soft laughter and greetings to each other, thinking in her heart that she would have to let her two daughters-in-law learn how to socialize in the back house, and accumulate more experience, so as not to be fooled.

From the time she walked in until now, she had not said a word except to say hello at the beginning, but it aroused Liang Gongren's idea.

"I heard that Bai Yiren has been in Fucheng for a while and I haven't seen him before. But are you not used to the climate in Fucheng?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone's eyes fell on Bai Yunxi with different expressions.

Facing the curious eyes of everyone, Bai Yunxi smiled slightly,

"Fucheng is not too far from our Qing County, and there is not much difference in climate. The main reason is that when I first came to Fucheng, I had to put a lot of things away. I went back and forth, but I didn't leave the house much. You don't know, but we are in the countryside. It’s easy to forget the date when you’re busy. If Wu Anren hadn’t sent me an invitation, I almost forgot that it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.”

In the eyes of everyone, they are just country people who just flew up the branches. Instead of letting them be weird, it is better to tell them directly.

"I agree with this. In my free time on weekdays, I occasionally go to the village for a walk. Every spring is planting and autumn is harvesting, and I am always the busiest." Liang Gongren nodded, with an easy-going tone.

Before Bai Yunxi could answer, there was a burst of laughter next to him,

"I heard that when farmers go to work in the fields, the men are shirtless and the women are barefoot and stretching their legs. I can't even imagine this kind of scene... May I ask Bai Yiren, is this true?"

Following the voice, Bai Yunxi saw the next woman wearing a pea green dress. She was covering her mouth with a handkerchief. Her tone was full of questions, but there was a sense of schadenfreude in her eyes. .

Bai Yunxi looked at her with an indifferent expression, "I wonder who this lady is?"

Wu Anren glanced at the man, his expression slightly restrained. Before she could speak, Mrs. Deng laughed and spoke.

"Bai Yiren doesn't know something, but this is Madam Qian. The mistress of our governor's family." Madam Deng said, taking out the handkerchief and pressing the corner of her mouth, "Governor Qian should be working under Lord Zhizhou. "

After hearing Mrs. Deng's reminder, Mrs. Qian looked startled, and then hummed,

"Mrs. Deng is so funny. What are we women doing talking about men?"

"Mrs. Qian, don't mind. Bai Yiren has just arrived in Fucheng and doesn't know much about us. Please explain it in detail so that people can remember it, right?" Mrs. Deng said, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, and chuckled.

When Bai Yunxi heard this, he raised his eyebrows. The governor of the prefecture was at the ninth rank, but one level lower than the seventh rank. His family members had no titles.

"Mrs. Qian, you are right, right? Farmers live a poor life. They count on the harvest of the few acres of land all year round. They wish they could stay in the fields every day, looking forward to harvesting an extra liter and a half. Every time it is time to transplant rice seedlings, Season, naturally the whole family goes out, just to plant the seedlings early and harvest more. "

"It is said that people have different fates. Mrs. Qian fell into a honey pot when she was born and did not know the sufferings of the people. What farmers care about is how much food they harvest throughout the year, how much taxes they pay, and whether they will be hungry afterwards. As for the rest, they don't care. People care.”

Speaking of this, Bai Yunxi looked at Mrs. Qian's disdainful eyes and calmed down slightly.

"I can only say that Mrs. Qian will be reincarnated, so she doesn't have to roll up her trouser legs to go to the fields. Farmers are born to have a hard life. As long as they can eat well and survive from starvation, they will naturally not care about others."