The rise of the poor

Chapter 2057: Asking for forgiveness
Jiaxing, Jiangnan Governor's Office, kitchen.

The head chef was holding a ladle and scooping up the egg drop soup from the pot, his eyes anxiously looking out the door, like a woman waiting for her husband to leave.

Finally, under his expectant gaze, a maid came quickly with a food box in her hand. The head chef walked up to him excitedly and anxiously, asking anxiously, "How is it, how is it, has the master had his meal?"

The maid shook her head. "The master said he had no appetite, so he asked me to bring it back so that we could share it."

"what"

This result was actually expected by the chef, but he still felt very uncomfortable when he heard it.

"The master didn't eat last night. I heard that he stayed in the study all night and didn't even sleep. He didn't eat this morning, and he didn't eat at noon. He hasn't eaten or slept for the whole day. How can his body bear it?" The head chef put down the ladle sadly and sighed repeatedly.

"Master, do you want me to try another way so that I can send it to the master?" the maid asked tentatively.

"What do you know, little girl? The master has always emphasized frugality. We have just cooked one meal. If we cook another meal for the master, it will be a waste. Whether the master will eat it or not, we will be left with nothing."

"Also, since last night, I have been cooking the master's favorite dishes in different ways. Take today's rice wine shrimp for example. Usually the master would eat at least half a bowl of rice, but today he didn't even move his chopsticks."

The chief chef shook his head heavily.

"What should we do, Master? The master hasn't eaten for three meals. If he doesn't eat, his body won't be able to bear it. The master is not a young man anymore. When the Madam comes to question us, how are we going to explain to her?"

The maid was pacing around the kitchen anxiously.

"How can we be blamed for this? What does it have to do with us? If you want to blame someone, blame the pirates, blame the Tu guy, blame the Li guy! It's all spread throughout the mansion. Our master has repeatedly ordered that local officials are not allowed to mobilize troops without the master's order. But the Tu guy disobeyed the master's order and directly mobilized the Li guy to fight the pirates without applying. As a result, the Li guy was not up to the task and ruined all the 3,000 Shandong spearmen that the master allocated to him."

The head chef hurriedly defended himself, and then angrily complained about the Southern Zhili Governor Tu Dashan and Li Fengshi.

"Isn't it just 3,000 soldiers? Doesn't our master manage tens of thousands of soldiers?"

The maid scratched her head in confusion. The master clearly had tens of thousands of soldiers under his command. Was there only three thousand soldiers missing? Was it necessary for him to not eat for a whole day?

"Isn't it just 3,000 soldiers? You are a little girl with a lot of knowledge. What do you know? Do you know why the master sent Shandong spearmen?"

The head chef waved the ladle in front of the maid and asked unhappily.

The maid shook her head. How should I know? I am not a big shot. I am just a little maid who serves tea and food.
"The reason why the master transferred Shandong spearmen and Guangxi wolf soldiers is because our local soldiers are not good at fighting and have no skills. They were defeated by the Japanese pirates. That's why the master specially transferred capable soldiers from outside, including the Shandong spearmen. These Shandong spearmen are well-known for their fighting ability!"

"But what happened? Three thousand capable Shandong spearmen were killed by the Japanese pirates in one battle. This loss was not only three thousand Shandong spearmen, but also everyone's confidence. If the capable foreign soldiers specially transferred here are so useless, who else can deal with the Japanese pirates?! The morale was trampled to the ground by the Japanese pirates."

"The master was mobilizing his troops and setting up a tight net to wipe out the Japanese pirates in one fell swoop, but he was hit on the head."

"How can the master not be angry? If I were the master, I would do as the lyrics say and drag the butcher, or at least the Li, out and chop him up!"

The head chef became more and more agitated the more he spoke, and he felt indignant for Zhang Jing. It was outrageous that these people would not listen to their master.

"Master chef, that's what you said, but if the master starves and becomes ill, our kitchen will not be free from responsibility. What should we do now?" The maid didn't understand all these profound principles and asked with concern.

"First, make a cup of ginseng tea for the master to nourish him. I will think of a solution later." The head chef scratched his head and said.

"Okay, I'll go to the storehouse to get some ginseng slices." The maid said as she trotted away.

"Oh, it's all the fault of the Japanese pirates, it's all the fault of the Tu guy, it's all the fault of the Li guy, they made me so angry"

Even the chef has become Xianglin Sao.

While the chief chef was racking his brains to think of a way to feed Zhang Jing, the street outside the governor's office became lively.

It was the coldest time of winter, with a biting north wind. A man appeared on the street. He was shirtless, with two bandages wrapped diagonally around his body, stained with blood. He carried a bundle of rattan on his back and was wearing a pair of open-toed straw sandals. He walked step by step from the street to the Governor's Office.

"Who is that? Is he mentally ill? He is shirtless in the middle of winter, trying to show off his muscles?!"

"What's going on? What is this for?"

"What do you know? This is a way of asking for forgiveness. Didn't you see the thorns on his back? He is such a ruthless person. They are all thorns."

Since ancient times, the Chinese people's love of watching the fun has never changed. There were many people watching the fun on both sides of the street, and even many people who were willing to watch the fun followed along. People pointed and talked, and gathered together to gossip.

"Who is he? What did he do wrong? Where can he go to apologize?"

The people watching the excitement were curious about who this person was and where he was going to apologize.

"I don't know. We'll find out if we follow."

People don’t know the answer, but they know how to get the answer. It’s very simple. Just follow and watch and you will find out.

So, everyone gathered around curiously and followed the shirtless man as he walked forward.

Keep going

Keep going

We were getting closer and closer to the Governor's Office, especially after passing one. Besides the Governor's Office, the only thing on this street was the Confucius Temple.

"Ah, is he going to go to the Governor's Office to apologize?!" someone among the onlookers speculated.

You can't just go to the Confucius Temple and apologize, right?

"I wonder if he was just passing by?" People were not sure.

While they were guessing, the man who was asking for forgiveness walked straight to the gate of the governor's office.

"Li Fengshi, the criminal, betrayed the Governor's trust and led his troops to attack the Japanese pirates. He was ambushed by the Japanese pirates and suffered heavy casualties, nearly leading to the annihilation of his entire army. I know that I have committed a grave sin, so I come here to apologize and ask the Governor to punish me!"

Arriving at the gate of the Governor's Office, the man knelt on one leg, clasped his fists and loudly apologized to the inside.