my grandmother

Chapter 56
Gu Yan led all the guards and servants, and left Pingjiang City early in the morning, galloped his horse to the outside of Fushan Town, jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the servants, and strode into Fushan Town.

Fushan Town is connected to Fushan Port, which is the last big port before the river enters the sea. There are row upon row of inns and hotels in the town, which is extremely bustling and lively.

Gu Yan turned his head to look around while walking.

The long follower trotted in front, and soon turned back, followed Gu Yan sideways, and said with a smile: "Master Hui, I have already received it, and it is in front of Hongxing Building."

Gu Yan hummed, strode across the Huanmen of Hongxing Building, stood at the entrance of the lobby, shook open the folding fan, swung the folding fan, and turned his head to look at the furnishings of the restaurant.

The tea and wine doctor was about to meet him, but was stopped by the guards.

Gu Yan looked around, waved his folding fan, followed the long entourage leading the way, went up to the second floor, and went straight to the Hezi Room at the end.

The door of Hezijian was opened, and the steward of the palace dressed as the shopkeeper stretched out his head. When he saw Gu Yan, he hurriedly stood up and stood beside the door with his hands down.

A few guards went in first and blocked both sides of the door. Gu Yan stood outside the door, turned his head slightly, and looked at the bullock cart standing in the middle of Hezi Yajian.

Both shoes in front of the bullock cart had toes exposed, the old gray gown was dirty and wrinkled, his face was also dirty, his hair was disheveled, and a miscellaneous hosta hairpin was broken in half, with a frightened expression on his face Looking at Gu Yan.

"Where did you find it?" Gu Yan stepped into the private room and asked.

"In Yangzhou Fengsheng Gambling House, he keeps accounts and counts chips." The manager dressed as the shopkeeper answered with his hands down.

Gu Yan hummed.

Sure enough, it was in the casino.

"Sit down." Gu Yan patted the shoulder in front of the bullock cart with a folding fan.

Sitting stiffly in front of the bullock cart at the position Gu Yan pointed out to him, with his hands on his knees, one leg shook involuntarily.

"What about the rules! Don't shake your legs!"

Gu Yan hit the trembling leg in front of the bullock cart with his folding fan.

There was a jerk in front of the bullock cart, and his whole body tensed up.

"My surname is Gu, my name is Yan, the son of Prince Rui, you must have heard of it?" Gu Yan took the tea offered by Shi Gun, and took a sip.

His eyes widened in front of the bullock cart, he suddenly slid down from the chair, and knelt down in front of Gu Yan, kowtowing non-stop.

"Pull him up." Gu Yan looked at the front of the bullock cart and knocked his head seven or eight times, and ordered.

The two servants pulled the front of the bullock cart vigorously and pushed him back into the chair.

Gu Yan stretched his head forward slightly, carefully looking at the pale face in front of the bullock cart, and the fine cold sweat on his face.

Gu Yan looked at it carefully, shook the folding fan away, shook it a few times, and said with a smile: "I'm not the Xiansi Yamen, you don't have to be afraid."

The lips in front of the bullock cart trembled, but no words came out.

"You are so timid, how dare you do such a big thing?" Gu Yan put away the folding fan and asked with a half-smile.

"At the beginning, I didn't know I was timid." The voice in front of the bullock cart was hoarse and trembling.

"Then when did you know that you were timid?" Gu Yan watched the cold sweat on the forehead of the bullock cart merge into a large bead, slipped from his face, and slipped out of his face, and couldn't help leaning back on the back of the chair .

He is so dirty!

"Hit, when you hit the board."

Cold sweat passed over his eyebrows, and he raised his hand in front of the ox cart to wipe the sweat, and rubbed it on the long gown.

Gu Yan leaned back again, seeing the newly wiped white on the forehead of the bullock cart, feeling sick in his heart.

"I heard that you are very good at calculation?" Gu Yan moved the chair back.

"Yes, I didn't miss it when I counted the chips." Another cold sweat was wiped in front of the bullock cart.

"Take him to wash it well, clean it well!" Gu Yan couldn't help it, and stood up, "Change his clothes again!"

"Yes! Quick!" Shi Gun hastily waved his hand.

Two young men carried the ox cart, one on the left and the other on the right, followed by three or four elders outside, and went straight downstairs to find the Perfume Hall to clean the ox cart.

A few servants wiped the inside and outside of the private room two or three times. Gu Yan stood in front of the window, overlooking the busy Fushan Port wharf.

The last time he met the bullock cart was twelve or three years later, and it was also in this place. The bullock cart was accounting for people in the warehouse. After the customer finished speaking, he reported the amount of money. , How many warehouses and stacks are needed, he was short of talents who were good at calculation at that time, so he was taken by his side.

He always thought that the front of the bullock cart was just a wizard of counting until he was raided and taken to the dungeon. When he was about to be exiled the next morning, the front of the bullock cart went into the dungeon with two bottles of wine.

The two bottles of wine in front of the bullock cart were prepared for himself. While drinking, he closed his eyes and talked: on which day and time, he should have said something at that time, but he didn’t dare to say it. In a word, I dare not say...

He was sitting on a pile of hay, watching the people in front of the bullock cart drinking one glass after another through the iron railings as thick as his arms, and listening to him counting the things and people he should have said but not said one by one.

After drinking two bottles of wine in front of the bullock cart, he opened his eyes and looked at him, saying: "Jiu is strong and cowardly, but I am the most cowardly of cowards, even if I have wine, I dare not look at the prince and say those words.

"My lord, if there is another life, I would still like to make contributions with you in front of the ox cart. In this life, I will leave before the ox cart."

He watched him bleeding from all seven orifices and dying on the other side of the iron railing.

Gu Yan looked at the prosperity in the distance without focusing his eyes. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the past, step by step, the more difficult and muddy the road...

Gu Yan took a deep breath, shook off the folding fan, raised his head little by little, and squinted into the distance.

This time, he wants to crush those difficulties and smooth out the mud, just like the great-grandmother in Prince Rui's residence, he will go forward bravely without hesitation!
A few servants cleaned the front of the ox cart and brought it back to Hongxing Building.

Gu Yan looked at the front of the bullock cart again, his face was washed clean, and his features were still pretty, even if he was very old, he was only 33 or 40 years old this year, but he looked like he was in his [-]s or nearly [-].

At the moment, in front of the bullock cart, he is wearing a sky blue silk jacket, and his hair is neatly combed, looking very decent.

"Show him." Gu Yan gestured to Shi Gun.

Shi Gun took off the burden, took out two thick booklets, and handed them to the front of the ox cart.

Carefully opened in front of the bullock cart, turned a few pages, raised his head, and looked carefully at Gu Yan.

"This is the arrival volume of Beixing Wharf in the past few years. Take a good look and tell me about it tomorrow." Gu Yan's folding fan lit the front of the ox cart.

"Me?" The front of the bullock cart looked bewildered.

"I need someone who is good at counting. You can follow me from now on. If you do well, I will take care of your bad things in the past." Gu Yan stood up, "Go back."

(End of this chapter)