The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Chapter 412: Treat a Dead Horse as a Living One

The servants of Marquis Duan's mansion had already begun to dismiss the people behind them. "Go back, everyone. You can't enter the city today. Come in another day, and we will treat you all to drinks. We are all businessmen. If you have any difficulties later, feel free to come to our manager."

"Hey, what's your business? Let's sit down and talk when there's a suitable opportunity."

"Okay, okay. Sorry to bother you all today."

The crowd began to disperse, each taking their silver and heading to a nearby town to settle down, while some stayed behind to watch the excitement from afar.

"What a great prestige! Manager Duan is not afraid of being reported to the authorities. I will punish you for the crime of lawlessness and disrupting public order."

Duan He was lying on a chair fanning himself. When he heard this, he put away the fan with a look of surprise.

"I don't understand what you're saying. When have I ever been lawless or disruptive? Have I ever been?"

He looked at the people around him and asked him, "Tell me, do I have it?"

The servants kept complimenting him, "We are not in charge. We are just law-abiding common people."

"Yup!"

Duan He replied, his lips curled up, like a villain from a picture book. He pointed his fan at the clerk and asked, "What do you think?"

The minor official had little influence and dared not reply, avoiding looking at him.

Luo Hong was furious, "You openly cut in line!"

"I bought it with my own money."

"You are bullying others by taking advantage of your power and preventing people from entering the city."

"Is anyone here going into the city?"

Duan He pretended to look around, then spread his hands and said, "No."

"You drove them away."

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

Duan He stood up with his eyes narrowed. He used to be a palace soldier, so unlike those gentle managers, he was tall and mighty, with an imposing aura.

"If anyone wants to enter the city now, I will not stop them."

This sentence is said to those who are watching the fun.

Luo Hong looked over and saw that those people were hiding not far from another team of carriages and horses, and no one dared to come forward.

They are all such useless people. Even someone from Beijing is so scared.

"Master Luo, go do what you need to do and don't delay me from going into the city."

Duan He didn't show it on his face, still looking calm and composed. But he was feeling a bit more serious on the inside. As the Fourth Master had predicted, in this place, no one cared about saving face.

Luo Hong was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he couldn't do anything about this person. It was true that everyone with the surname Duan was annoying.

No, it seems like they are still one family.

Luo Hong's backer is General Ren Yuan, who has always been at odds with General Duan.

If the people above don't get along, the people below will naturally follow suit.

However, Duan He didn't know this.

Dean Liao sent someone to inquire and only then did he find out what had happened.

As soon as she knew it, she understood what Duan He meant.

This is using the door as a whetstone to establish authority.

When you arrive in an unfamiliar place, if you don't have the ability to control those villains, you will probably have a lot of trouble in the future.

When I was making inquiries earlier, I heard about the deeds of this Master Luo, and it was just right to use him to scare the tigers.

After hesitating for a long time, the front finally started moving.

Luo Hong gave in and had to let the people in. He stood aside and watched coldly as the group of people drove the carriages into the city gate.

Duan He was in a good mood and asked someone to withdraw some silver.

"Everyone is tired. I'll give you a little money to treat you to some drinks."

After saying that, he took his men in.

Luo Hong looked at the purse in his hand, touched it and was surprised to find that it contained banknotes.

He didn't know what to feel for a moment. Wouldn't it have been better if he had taken out the money earlier? Why did he have to work for so long?

In his hand was a silver note worth one hundred taels. It was the first time in all these years that he had received such a high "reward".

That’s right, only today did he truly understand what it meant to give a reward.

It's the same amount of money, but no matter how little the gift is, one will be happy, and no matter how much the reward is, one will feel humiliated.

The city gate began to operate normally again, just like before.

But in private, everyone was saying that a manager who was not easy to deal with had come to the city. It was said that he was from a marquis's mansion in the capital, and even the Rakshasa at the door had to avoid him.

Before even meeting him, many people had already gotten the impression that he was someone they didn't want to mess with.

Fang Youming, who was guarding the city gate, was standing in the corner of the wall, hiding from the sun.

He felt extremely puzzled. Since the city was opened, although not many people had entered the city, there were still quite a few.

Especially as we got further in, more and more people were entering the city. But today, after the first few waves of people came in, no one else came in for a long time.

He was waiting anxiously, and the day before yesterday he and his grandfather moved General Duan to his home, but the poison had not been cleared and he remained in a coma.

Yesterday, a doctor who also came from Yumen was invited. Fang Youming lied that he was his younger brother, who was injured while working and bitten by a snake and asked him to see him.

The doctor took the patient's pulse, shook his head and said there was nothing he could do.

The doctor had only read two medical books, so he couldn't tell at all. He just gave some herbal medicine and left.

In order to give it a try, I boiled these herbs and gave them to General Duan to drink yesterday, but it had no effect at all.

Fortunately, he was with Captain Zhao and knew some things.

A piece of land in their city's south was spotted by the Xunlu Girls' School in the capital, who wanted to buy it.

A girls' school is about to open in Mu City, the same girls' school that has been transporting supplies and selling grain to the border.

When Captain Zhao and his companions were drinking, he learned that the Xunlu Girls' School was founded by General Duan's grandmother, Madam Duan Hou.

I heard a few days ago that it would arrive in two days, and counting the days, it’s these two days.

So he had been guarding the city gate, waiting for the women's school to come in. As long as they could get in, General Duan would be saved.

Fang Youming was still a refugee, so he couldn't leave Mushi City. If not, he would have left the city long ago to meet General Luo, General Duan's good friend, and wouldn't have to wait here at the city gate.

Just when the people waiting were becoming discouraged, a tapping sound was heard from the city gate.

Duan He rode his horse and ran past Fang Youming. He looked down at the man and walked away without paying any attention.

Duan He didn't know who this group of people were. He remembered the logo of the girls' school clearly and would never forget it. It was definitely not this one.

The two looked at each other and then looked away.

Fang Youming saw someone coming in from behind and stood on tiptoe to look over.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and as it got closer, Fang Youming's heart began to pound.

He stopped and looked at the sign on the carriage several times to make sure he was not mistaken.

He was so excited that he felt his throat tighten and every cell in his body was boiling.

A long carriage drove in, and there were many other people at the city gate, all of whom stopped to look at the group of people.

When the largest carriage slowly approached, Fang Youming could not wait any longer and took two steps forward.