I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 91
Uncle Geng guards such a large empty yard alone, and the salary he receives every month is very meager, and only during the Chinese New Year and the holidays, when a few surviving old brothers in the army come to get together, can they have a drink. Where can I afford to drink on weekdays?The ingot of silver that Wang Zi'an handed over to him was probably worth seven or eight taels, enough for him to drink for a long time.

"If Mr. Xiao Lang doesn't have time to repair the yard by himself, he can go to the Ministry of Works and ask them to send someone to repair it, which can save a lot of money."

After receiving Wang Zi'an's money, Uncle Geng finally showed a smile on his weather-stained face, and made a special point.

"Free repairs?"

Wang Zi'an asked subconsciously, there's no way, I'm poor—the dozens of taels of silver in my pocket, put on this yard, probably can't even see the water.

"The house rewarded by His Majesty, in name, must be repaired and repaired by the Ministry of Industry. But the premise is that you can afford it. Those gangsters are the best at using dragging words. Later, many adults are too lazy to talk to them. The guys who got into the eyes of money care about it, so they simply paid for the repairs themselves, just to save worry and make things better, right?"

If you decorate by yourself, you can naturally do it according to your own wishes. If you are not short of money, of course it is better to decorate it yourself.But Wang Zi'an is different, he is poor...

Seeing Wang Zi'an's puzzled look, Uncle Geng smiled, lowered his voice immediately, and gave some tips.

"Other people's work is naturally delayed as long as they can, but you are different, Xiao Langjun. You have a job in the Ministry of Industry. You are a family with them. Do you think that there is no reason for the Yamen to treat their own people badly?"

What Uncle Geng said about the job of the Ministry of Industry actually refers to the Pig Breeding Department affiliated to the Ministry of Industry, which is barely a family.

"Maybe when they know the news, they may come to the door on their own initiative."

The old man smiled, looking at Wang Zi'an's handsome face, showing a meaningful taste.There is a word in my heart, who can get the Nanyang Princess Mansion, especially such a handsome young man, who dares to really neglect...

Wang Zi'an didn't know Mr. Geng's inner drama, so he smiled and didn't say anything, but he thought it was true in his heart.No matter which dynasty it is in, there will be some tricks within the rules, but as long as the principles are not broken, who will really take it seriously?

"It's not too early now, if Mr. Xiaolang doesn't mind, you might as well stay and have a light meal with the old man."

Uncle Geng narrowed his eyes, looked at the sky, got up to invite, Wang Zi'an agreed with a smile.Seeing Wang Zi'an agreeing, Uncle Geng looked very happy, and turned around to go to Zhang Luo for lunch.Wang Zi'an followed immediately, and pointed to a small courtyard in the west with his finger unintentionally.

"Master, do you know what that yard was originally used for?"

"Oh—it's the place where Princess Nanyang's daughter used to live. Alas—during the Jiangdu incident in the former Sui Emperor, it is said that the little princess was also there. Later—there was chaos in the army, and no one knew the whereabouts of the little princess. If I could If you are alive, you should be eighteen or nineteen years old, right?"

There seemed to be a trace of nostalgia on Uncle Geng's face, then he shook his head and sighed.

"In troubled times, life is as cheap as a dog. It doesn't matter whether he is a prince or nobleman or a peddler, it will be the same in the end..."

Seeing Uncle Geng's depressed back, Wang Zi'an's eyes flickered, and he asked a question tentatively.

"I see that the uncle seems to be very familiar with the past personnel and affairs of this princess mansion. Could it be that he has seen Princess Nanyang before?"

The nagging uncle Geng paused, then staggered forward again.

"It's all about the past. When the old man was young, he was the princess's bodyguard. When the princess followed the Sui Emperor on his southern tour, I happened to stay here to guard the house. After the princess left, I never came back. Afterwards, the princess mansion disbanded." , we guards were all gone too, and the old man followed the imperial court as a soldier for a few years, and when he got old and had no place to go, he asked someone to beg for such an errand as a gatekeeper."

Uncle Geng sighed for a while, shook his head and continued walking forward.

"When I get old, I become worthless. I always think about some things in the past. At that time, the princess treated us servants kindly, and we all regarded this place as our home..."

"Princess Nanyang has never come back?"

Wang Zi'an asked casually.Uncle Geng shook his head gently without turning his head.Wang Zi'an nodded. The Jiangdu Incident back then was still told to Princess Nanyang that it was a tragic event in the world.Her husband's family killed her father, and she personally sent her son to the guillotine. This family has long been a sad place...

Uncle Wang's vegetables are all grown by himself in the open space in the yard, and they are fresh enough to eat and pull out.

"Since Mr. Xiao Lang is coming to live, I will collect all these messy crops when I turn around, otherwise it will make people laugh."

Uncle Geng reluctantly looked away from the vegetable field, and smiled apologetically at Wang Zi'an with some embarrassment.Wang Zi'an smiled and waved his hands.

"Why did you take it, keep it, it's good. I want to eat it then, and I can come here and ask the uncle for some fresh vegetables."

Uncle Geng rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"Young Lord, if you want to eat it, you can just pick it. It's just that these are planted in the yard, and I'm afraid it will hurt your face."

Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing, growing a la carte in the yard was nothing.The original precious flowers and trees are certainly beautiful, but if there is open space, it will not be a hindrance to plant a few long vegetables.

"It's all right, I look fine."

Uncle Geng wanted to cook for Wang Zi'an, but Wang Zi'an was embarrassed, so he grabbed the household items and made it himself.Uncle Wang saw that he couldn't stop him, so he didn't show any more politeness. He went out by himself, bought a jar of new wine in Dongshi, weighed two catties of pig's head meat, and opened a rare dish of meat.During the meal, Uncle Geng really praised Wang Zi'an's craftsmanship, but Wang Zi'an only said that he usually cooks a lot.

As he got older, he drank some more wine, and soon Uncle Geng couldn't hold back his sleepiness. He said hello to Wang Zi'an, and fell down on the bed beside him to sleep.It is worth mentioning that although Uncle Geng himself guards such a large courtyard, he has always lived by the concierge. Beds, pots and pans, etc. are all crowded in the small concierge. Adhere to the duty of the year.Seeing that Uncle Geng was sound asleep, Wang Zi'an walked through the door of the room and strolled towards the backyard.

Uncle Geng said that Princess Nanyang had never come back, and his words did not seem to be lying.

So who left the traces in the backyard?Although the backyard was still desolate and the visitors hadn't damaged any vegetation, he could tell at a glance that someone had lived in the backyard, at least for a short time.And there are probably quite a few of them.There are high-ranking officials and dignitaries all over the place, and ordinary young people dare not come in, let alone use this place as a base.

So what kind of people used to party here?
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