Chapter 115 Silence (Part 1)

The rain was much lighter. When it was approaching dusk, the sky seemed to be clear. Carriages went out one after another and went back along the road. I guess I could get home before dark.

"Brother Liu, Brother Zhang, be careful on the road."

"Brother Zhao, please come back."

"Go slowly."

After seeing off the last group of guests, Zhao Yuanjing stepped up the steps again and looked at the carriages that were gradually moving away. The expression on his handsome face was a little complicated.

"Master?" The servant beside him saw Zhao Yuanjing standing there motionless, and went forward and called out softly.

Zhao Yuanjing turned around and walked in, while saying to the servant: "Close the door."

"No." The servant answered.

After Zhao Yuanjing walked into the gate, the servant closed the gate from the left and right, locked it at the same time.

When he turned around, Zhao Yuan had already walked away.

"The master is a little weird today. It's still raining this day, so he doesn't even take an umbrella." The servant saw the oil umbrella falling aside, picked it up and held it in his hand, and said to himself.

"Bang!" Someone patted his shoulder heavily, which scared the servant. When he turned around, he saw that the old servant was standing behind him.

"Brother Zhou, you're scaring me to death!"

The old servant looked at him angrily and scolded: "I told you not to arrange the master behind your back. It would be light to scare you. Let me hear it next time, be careful of your skin."

"Brother Zhou, I never dared to do it again." The servant said begging for mercy.

Zhou Bo regards all the servants in the mansion as his juniors, so he will not really pursue this matter. Seeing that the other party showed regret, he said, "Now the stove is busy, why don't you go there to help?"

"Just go, just go..."

When the servant ran away, Zhou Bo's eyes turned to the direction the master had just gone, sighed secretly, turned around and walked towards the backyard with a hunched back.

Although he didn't know what his master was busy with these days, he guessed what he was sophisticated that he wanted to persuade the master to think twice, but he felt that the master was doing right, so he just let the master go. If something really happened, he would just follow the master and die together.

Besides, Zhao Yuanjing walked into the small flower hall just now, and saw that there was a maid and servant in the hall, so he didn't pay much attention to it and went upstairs and went to Chen Qing's room.

After knocking on the door, Chen Qing opened the door and asked him to come in.

"The people have all been sent away." Sitting at the square table, Zhao Yuanjing picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, took two sips, moistening his throat, then he let out a long sigh and said with a sigh: "I feel very happy to make friends with Wen on weekdays. This is the first time today I feel nervous."

"They must have noticed it?" Chen Qing sat opposite him, bent his fingers and tapped the edge of the table a few times, looked up at Zhao Yuanjing, and asked.

Zhao Yuanjing nodded and said, "All of the people who came here are smart people. I have guessed my intention this time. Several of them have written articles that have already followed the King of Chu. However, others have not expressed their opinions directly and have been talking about things..."

I have some understanding of this, after all, this is quite risky to do. If I hadn't really defected, it would have been difficult to make up my mind.

"Will these people who have not made up their minds go to report to the officials?" Chen Qing stood up and walked back and forth in the room, his tone somewhat solemn: "These people were invited by you through screening, but there will inevitably be no one..."

"No, they won't." Zhao Yuanjing shook his head and said with great certainty.

Chen Qing raised his eyebrows: "How can I see it?"

"You haven't gone down and don't know that these people who came are not ordinary people. These dozens of people, one is that they have a very good relationship with me, at least for a few years. The other is that they are all from a wealthy family in Wu and know great relationships. Do you think they will report to officials for such people?"

He paused and smiled again: "If you are from a low-class family, you know people and face but don't know your heart."

Chen Qing thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "That's the case, there's no need to worry."

As children of aristocratic families, they naturally understand that they have many concerns from aristocratic families. They not only have to consider their own future, but also the rise and fall of the family. Even if these people are unwilling to do this, they will never act like they cut off their own way of retreat when the King of Chu is very stable at this time. At most, they pretend to be deaf and dumb and pretend not to know.

But it is hard to say that I am from a poor family and want to gain a new background. No matter how honest you are, you are not safe.

"You are waiting for good news. As long as there are a few people who are willing to be this inner supporter, it will be a contribution." Zhao Yuanjing said seriously.

"Thank you." Chen Qing and him had been intimate for many years, so they naturally would not act. When they heard this, they smiled and bowed to thank him, but they were very moved. This time, Zhao Yuanjing fought for his life and helped him, and thought to go back and report this matter straight.

Besides, these people on the road are all in a complicated mood.

The events at the banquet had a great impact on them. As Zhao Yuanjing said, they were all smart people, so they naturally understood the meaning of Zhao Yuanjing.

On the way home, Huang Maocai was sitting in the carriage. The drizzle was falling outside. The sky was already gloomy and his mood was not clear.

In addition, he drank too much wine on the excuse at that time, as the carriage continued to sway, a disgusting feeling surged in his chest and couldn't hold it anymore.

"Stop! Stop quickly!" he suddenly shouted inside.

I let the carriage stop on the side of the road, and I immediately vomited for a while, and I felt comfortable.

"Young Master, you don't matter, right?" The coachman didn't know what happened. Seeing the movement, he was so scared that he rushed over to ask.

"It's okay, I just have some alcohol in my mouth. Let's continue on the road." Huang Maocai waved his hand and said slowly.

He kept raising his waist, and the breeze blew on his face in front, mixed with some drizzle, which made his mind much clearer and his stomach better.

With the help of the coachman, he got on the carriage again. The coachman raised his whip again and urged the carriage to get off quickly.

Swayingly, Huang Maocai slept in the carriage for a short time and had nightmares all the way. He was about to fail at the banquet today. When Wei Yuezhixiao sent someone to arrest him, he woke up suddenly.

Looking outside, the carriage stopped.

The surrounding scenery is very familiar. Isn’t this the gate of Huang Mansion?

"Have you returned home?"

"Young Master, I just arrived in front of the mansion and walked in a while. You can wait a while." said the coachman in front.

Huang Maocai said weakly: "It's time to call me."

He was very confused now and was quite upset. If he didn't attend this party today, there would be no such thing.

But when things come to an end, I have to think about the consequences.

Thinking of the nightmare I had just had, my face looked even more ugly, so after getting off the car, the followers who came to greet me were shocked.

The young master went out and looked so ugly when he came back?

"Young Master, are you... okay?" A close servant asked quietly.

Huang Maocai heard this and glared: "What can I do if I have, Master?"

After entering his own courtyard and into the main room, he ordered the maid to prepare a clean dress for him, washed up briefly, changed the clothes with alcohol, dressed up neatly, and walked out of the room.

"Can the master be in the hall now?" When he walked to his father's courtyard, he saw a servant passing by, and hurriedly pulled him to ask.

"Young Master, the master is drinking tea in the hall." The servant said.

"Okay, you go down."

"promise."

After a little dressing, Huang Mao walked towards the living room. When he arrived at the entrance of the hall, he was about to speak when his father's voice came from inside: "But Mao'er is back?"

"Yes, father."

"Come in, I just happened to have something to ask you for my father."

"No." Huang Maocai slowly walked into the hall. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his father sitting upright on his head, looking at him with a deep face.

"Father." Huang Mao immediately lowered his head because he had something to do.

"For my father, I asked you, have you gone to Wujin Lane today?" Huang's father couldn't see the joy and anger, so he asked about this.

"It's...father! I'm about to report this to you!" Huang Maocai raised his head and said anxiously.

"Speak slowly, how about panic like this?" Huang's father scolded.

Huang Maocai calmed down by his father's reprimand, and then he did not hide anything he saw and heard in Wujin Lane, and told his father.

After hearing this, Huang's father fell silent immediately.

Huang Maocai stood in front of his father, waiting for the other party’s speech.

After a while, Huang's father asked: "What did you do?"

"When I say my father, how dare I accept this easily? I pretended to be stupid and just drank, and I was drunk and never expressed my opinion." Huang Maocai replied.

Father Huang sighed and didn't say anything, but just waved his hand and asked his son to go out first.

"You, since you have made this choice, just think about it for a few days behind closed doors and don't mix it up."

"Yes, father." Huang Maocai was a little surprised. He thought he had caused trouble this time, but now he heard this tone, but he was a little subtle and confused, so he stepped out.

After Huang Maocai's figure disappeared at the gate of the yard, a person walked out from behind the screen in the flower hall.

This person has a bit similar facial features to Huang's father. As soon as he came out, he asked: "Brother, are you going to report this matter to the government?"

"Of course not, let them go." Huang's father shook his head and said, "No matter what, it is always good to leave a way out. Flowers will not be red for a hundred days, and people will not be happy for a hundred days. If you do things in a desperate situation, you will bring disaster to the family in the future. You always understand this principle."

"Does the elder brother think..."

Huang's father said lightly: "If Maoer agreed, I would be willing to take a try, but if I didn't agree, it would be fine. I can't follow the dragon, so it would be nice to have peace."

After hearing this, if Huang Maocai agreed at that time, the Huang family would be willing to join the King of Chu camp.

Wei Yue lost the hearts of the people. Huang's father had been in Wu for many years. Although he had never learned from more than a dozen families and had moved his family, he no longer had a lot of optimism about this former general who usurped the throne and became emperor.

Although the King of Chu may not necessarily achieve the final victory, he will always leave a way out for the family.

Not only did Huang's father understand this principle, but his brothers also understood it.

After hearing what my brother said, this person stopped saying anything.

On the same night, this scene appeared one after another in several other stores.

In fact, Chen Qing's activities cannot be concealed. All the people attending the banquet are not stupid, but in the face of this situation, many people chose to remain silent.
Chapter completed!