Chapter 21 Wang Xianming's Travels in Lin Mansion (End)

After some refusal, Lin Ruhai finally took Wang Xianming's purse. When everyone saw it, some of the smart ones' eyes lit up.

A salt merchant sitting at the end suddenly stood up and said, "Sir, how can you be partial to one and neglect the other? Today, there are many relatives and friends. The gifts I prepared before were not thoughtful enough. Fortunately, I prepared another 100 taels. Let's buy some small things for my niece. What do you think?"

"This is not good. Isn't it too much?" Lin Ruhai looked a little hesitant.

The salt merchant saw that there was a chance, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply, "It's all for my niece's heart. It's a birthday that only comes once a year. Since the gift is not to her heart. This little gift from the elder to my niece, even if others know it, they can't say a word."

Lin Ruhai had no choice but to smile at everyone and said, "Then please be a witness, I will accept this money for my daughter."

Seeing that Lord Lin really accepted the silver note, everyone suddenly realized. After all this time, I thought you, Lin Ruhai, were really a clean-handed person. It turns out that I gave gifts in the wrong way before.

What do salt merchants have the most? Of course, they are so poor that they only have money left.

How could they leave behind at this moment? Five hundred on the left and two thousand on the right. Feng Zhu saw the end and saw Lin Ruhai accept them all, and then he snorted in his heart.

It's really either not greedy or not greedy. If I had known this earlier, I should have worked hard on this earlier. Go back and write this down and pass it on to my son. What's so difficult about those so-called clean officials? We can take them down from his family.

However, Feng Zhu likes to deal with such officials the most in his life. As the saying goes, you are not greedy, he is not greedy, and I work so hard to make money for that.

"Lord Lin, they have all accepted them, so I can't refuse to accept mine." Feng Zhu took out a thick stack of silver bills, and his posture alone made everyone gasp. The richest salt merchant, he was extraordinary at the first move.

Lin Ruhai frowned at first, then weighed his thick sleeves, and had to smile and say: "It's okay to release one sheep, and it's okay to release two sheep. Then I would like to thank Brother Feng for his kindness on behalf of my daughter."

It's worth spending these silver coins to hear you call me brother for a while. No reason, just for the sake of happiness. Feng Zhu sat back in his seat proudly.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became harmonious, and the conversation between you and me was even more harmonious than before. Seeing that everyone had almost finished chatting, Lin Ruhai cleared his throat and said to everyone: "Then I'll ask you to take back the gifts I sent last time later, okay?"

No one agreed. If they took them back, the money would be wasted.

"But some of the gift lists you sent don't even have signatures, how can I tell them apart?"

"How difficult is that?" A salt merchant suggested, "We can all recognize them. Lord Lin might as well take out the gift list and we can write it down ourselves."

"That's great. Don't take the wrong one and ruin our friendship." Lin Ruhai called the servants and ordered them to bring the gift list, leaving everyone to find it.

The salt merchants happily took the brushes and wrote their own names. If there were any illiterate people, they would take out their own seals and stamp them directly. After a lively time, the gift lists returned to Lin Ruhai's hands.

Holding the thick Lin Ruhai in his hand, the smile on his mouth gradually faded. At first, everyone didn't care and chatted among themselves. Later, no one knew who first noticed that Lin Ruhai hadn't spoken, and the sound in the venue gradually disappeared.

When the hall fell into silence, the faint sound of the troupe came from the backyard. Everyone couldn't help but listen, but only heard a few words vaguely.

"The first drum beats, the battle meal is ready, and the three armies stand at the camp gate and roar."

"The second drum beats, the battle robes are tightened, and the passionate men listen to the orders."

"The third drum beats, the sword is unsheathed, and the horse and the sword are swept flat."

The salt merchants who know the goods heard the name of the play and were a little surprised: how come the troupe sang "Dingjun Mountain" on such a good day. It sounds murderous and creepy.

When everyone was puzzled, they heard a servant running up in the yard and shouted in a hurry: "The prefect is here."

How come even this ancestor is here, Lord Lin, didn't you say it was a family banquet?

Everyone was at a loss, and didn't know what to do in a panic. They looked at Lord Lin who was sitting up. But they saw that Lord Lin's cold face had melted like ice and snow and showed a smile.

Everyone looked back and saw a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and temperament, wearing a suit of casual clothes.

Lin Ruhai stood up to greet him, bowed and said, "Sir."

"Ruhai, you and I are both ministers in front of the palace, and we are both Jinshi in the same exam. There is no need to be so formal in private." After returning the greeting, the Yangzhou prefect took Lin Ruhai's arm and looked around and said, "It's a coincidence today. I didn't expect you all to be here."

The salt merchants didn't dare to answer, but just said yes with a tense body.

The prefect didn't care about them, and smiled at Lin Ruhai, "Knowing that today is your daughter's birthday, I also prepared a small gift. Unfortunately, the salary is not much, I can only take out fifty taels of silver. Ruhai, don't think it's too little."

The hall was suddenly silent, with only Lin Ruhai's hearty laughter echoing, "It's just what I want."

"Ding ding dong dong."

The drums of the opera troupe in the distance were still playing loudly.

"Four drums, hand over the soldiers, and the mission will be accomplished within ten days."

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On the way back to Shanxi Village

Sitting in the carriage that Lin Ruhai arranged for the couple, Wang Xianming complained to Liu angrily, "Well, you three have your own plans, but why did you keep it from me and make me look foolish in front of you?"

Mrs. Liu knew that at this time, she had to follow Wang Xianming's advice and apologize first, and then said: "They say that a plan must be true or false before it can be concealed. You must be reluctant to let me do it."

With such a simple sentence, Wang Xianming didn't have any temper at all, so he could only say: "I am an old married couple, so I am willing to endure this loss for you."

Mrs. Liu just smiled and didn't mention anything else.

Wang Xianming continued to inquire: "So, the governor of Yangzhou was also invited by Ru Hai?"

"One of them is the number one scholar, and the other is the third flower. They are both Jinshi in the first year of Wu Ding, talented people personally selected by the Holy Emperor. There is no reason to hide anything from each other. As for the Yangzhou Academy, I heard Ruhai mentioned that the Yangzhou Prefect should be Great effort.”

"That's great." Wang Xianming praised, leaned back, and felt the sway of the carriage as it moved forward. He said happily, "I will tell Heng'er the news after the trial is over."

"That's right." Mrs. Liu smiled and nodded. Thinking of that brat, the county exam was about to end now, and couldn't help but say, "I don't know how he did in the exam."

"Don't panic, don't panic, we'll find out when we get back. If he doesn't do well in the exam, I'll treat him to a meal." Wang Xianming was not very worried, "It's strange you say, I've only been away from home for a few days, and I already miss Shanxi Village. ”

"After all, this is my home." Mrs. Liu responded, looking forward to having a good rest after returning home.

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In the study room of Lin Mansion.

After the commotion two days ago, Lin Ruhai invited the magistrate again. The two were playing chess together in the study and seemed to have a very good friendship. The prefect of Yangzhou's surname was Wei and his first name was Yinghong. He is five years older than Lin Ruhai and is only forty-five this year.

At this age, being able to take charge of a party is already considered a promising prospect.

Wei Yinghong picked up a white piece and placed it on the chessboard. He said calmly: "I will report to your majesty what happened in the past few days."

"That's exactly what it should be." Lin Ruhai was not surprised. Both of them had direct access to Shengting.

"Those belongings have been collected under the name of the academy. When the time comes, we will donate some books to it, and the affairs of the academy will be considered completed."

Lin Ruhai held the black piece and pondered how to break the chessboard. He said for a long time, "Did you make a move?"

"Ruhai, why are you making false accusations about someone's innocence?" Wei Yinghong glared, "I want to write this in the booklet too."

"You stinky chess piece." Lin Ruhai chuckled, put down the chess piece, and said, "We need to set up a monument for them and write down the amount donated by the couple together."

After Wei Yinghong heard this, he laughed first, then shook his head, "It's so dark that chess is like a human being!"

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