Xiaoyao Xiaojunhou

Chapter 107
"Okay, let's get started!" the palace steward ordered calmly.

"Order!"

The leader of the generals immediately ordered all the generals to take action. With just one blow, they used their iron guns to break open the vermilion door, and then poured into the house one after another.

"Dong Canjun?" The housekeeper turned slightly.

"Butler!" Dong Cheng hurriedly agreed.

"Dong Canjun, aren't you worried about raising food for disaster relief? Haha, there is enough food in this house. Dong Canjun hasn't summoned people to come quickly to transport food. When can we wait?"

The housekeeper laughed and raised his eyebrows at Dong Cheng.

Dong Cheng was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and said in surprise: "I understand, I understand!"

Dong Cheng, who was full of fighting spirit, immediately summoned his long entourage to follow him and ordered him to gather manpower and transport food.

"Butler, who's house is... here?" Zhu Xiuyuan asked.

"Young master, please rest assured. You can take the food in this house and keep it without any problem. Let's go in with me."

After the palace steward said it, he should first step into the gate of the house.

Zhu Xiuyuan frowned, glanced at the plaque hanging above the gate, and paused for a moment on the two gilt characters of "Fang Zhai".

Then he quickly followed the butler and stepped inside.

……

At the same time, Jiangzhou Yamen.

On the corridor in front of the Yamen gate.

Hua Chaoshi and Wan Qian walked together. They walked slowly towards the gate of the Yamen.

Both of them were silent, frowning, each thinking about their own thoughts.

What happened just now in the back hall of the Yamen was a mixed blessing for Hua Chaoshi and Wan Qian.

Fortunately, the governor withstood the pressure from the Poyang Palace and did not open the official warehouse to release grain.

Although Hua Chaoshi was puzzled, why did Fangtang act like this?
But the end result was favorable to them.

What worries me is that the Governor has offended the Poyang Palace, and I wonder if they will be implicated when the Poyang Palace settles their accounts...

"Lord Chang Shi, what do you think about this matter..." Wan Qian suddenly stopped.

"Shh!" Hua Chaoshi made a silent gesture and whispered: "This is not a place for conversation. Mr. Wan, please go back to your residence first, and then change into casual clothes and come to my residence."

"I understand, I understand." Wan Qian nodded repeatedly.

Then the two of them walked slowly towards the gate of the Yamen.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Sir...slow down...sir..."

The sound went from far to near, from quiet to loud, intermittent, and very urgent.

Apparently the man was still running while yelling.

Hua Chaoshi and Wan Qian immediately stopped and looked back.

But it turned out to be the governor, Fang Tang, running wildly in their direction.

Fangtang ran too fast, as if there was a dog chasing him behind him.

Hua Chaoshi and Wan Qian were stunned for a moment, and finally they both handed over their hands. Hua Chaoshi said: "My lord, I wonder why you are so eager to pursue your subordinate..."

The last word "thing" in Hua Chaoshi's words has not yet been uttered.

That Fangtang has already passed Hua Chaoshi and Wan Qian.

As if he didn't see them, he rushed out of the Yamen gate!
Hua Chaoshi and Wan Qian looked at each other, and then looked at the gate of the Yamen.

"Sir...wait..."

While Hua Chaoshi and Wan Qian were stunned, someone was chasing them from behind. They were dressed as servants and rushed out of the yamen gate while shouting and chasing Fangtang. "Master Chang Shi, what is this, Master Governor?" Wan Qian was confused.

"There's something weird. Let's follow him and see for sure. Let's go!" Hua Chaoshi's eyebrows knitted together and he immediately started to catch up.

"Lord Chang Shi, please wait for me..." Wan Qian chased after him.

……

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

On the street, Hua Chaoshi sat on a carriage, opened the curtain, and kept urging.

"Okay, okay, sir, sit tight..."

The coachman did not dare to neglect, and used all his strength to catch up with the carriage in front, for fear of losing him.

The carriage in front is naturally Fangtang's carriage.

After coming out of the Yamen, Hua Chaoshi followed him all the way.

Behind Hua Chaoshi was Wan Qian's carriage.

Three carriages were rampaging on the street. Although it was pouring rain, there were still pedestrians on the street. The carriage passed by, splashing a splash of water, causing the street to curse...

After tracking for a certain distance, Hua Chaoshi looked around and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This direction, as well as the surrounding streets and shops, look a bit familiar.

Isn't this the way to that place?

"Strange, how could the governor be so anxious to rush to that place? Could it be... follow him quickly!" Hua Chaoshi muttered.

"My lord!" replied the coachman.

After following another section of the road, Hua Chaoshi had confirmed that Fangtang was going to that place!
How could he...

Hua Chaoshi was full of doubts and couldn't help but follow along.

Wan Qian, who was following at the end, was almost stunned.

That place... Lord Governor and Lord Chang Shi, why did they go there like this? In broad daylight, they were so... so careless!
At least you should wait until the dead of night, then dress up properly, put your mood in order, and make adequate arrangements.

If you go to that place at this time, you can have a lot of fun?
Wan Qian was frightened and deliberately ordered the driver to drive away from here, but seeing that Master Chang Shi did not escape, Wan Qian followed him.

After a while of turbulence.

Wan Qian was the last to arrive.

When the carriage stopped, he immediately opened the curtain and looked outside...

I saw that this "old familiar place" was no longer hidden.

Hundreds of state soldiers were busy, carrying sacks on their shoulders and wrapped in oilcloth for waterproofing, and kept shuttling through the gate of the house.

The street directly opposite the gate of the house was filled with many carriages with awnings.

The carriage was piled with sack after sack of things. Although there were a lot of things piled up, the state soldiers were not too many and were still piling them on top like ants moving.

As soon as one is full, the carriage drives away...and then comes an empty carriage.

So much flow.

At the gate of the house, two soldiers in shining armor were guarding, holding iron guns... These were the generals of the Poyang Palace, and Wan Qian recognized them at a glance.

"hiss!"

Wan Qian's hands and feet went weak, he sat back down, put down the curtain, patted his chest and inhaled sharply.

He seemed to understand something, but he seemed to understand nothing.

For example, why are there so many sacks in this "familiar old place"?
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(End of this chapter)