Old things in Nancheng

The carriage slowly approached the gate of Yanguan County. Lin Zhilan was puzzled by the noise outside. She opened the curtain and looked out, and found that the gate was blocked by a large group of people. With their burdens on, they huddled and chatted with each other, as if they were ordinary people in corvee service.

"My lady, there are quite a few people gathered at the gate of the city, and the officers of the yamen are already driving them to the side of the canal. We will be able to enter the city after a while."

Lin Zhilan was inexplicably sad when she heard this.Time flies, at this time last year, Wang Zimo gathered here in the same way, and he must have been driven to the seawall to work.This year is much colder than last year. It has snowed heavily for several days, and the river is also frozen. These people have to suffer a lot to clean up the silt in the canal.

Wang Zimo once said to Lin Zhilan that corvee service is not just about selling labor, working day and night, poor food and housing, often many people will get sick, even if they don't get sick, everyone will get together when they get together. Infection, some weaker people may die.

Chang Renzhi, the magistrate of the county, has greatly improved his control over Yanguan County after removing Bao Duobao. Lin Zhilan hopes that he will be a good official who cares for the people and prevent the tragedy from happening again.

After waiting for half an hour, the carriage started again. Lin Zhilan did not return to Yang's house, but asked the driver to go directly to Dongshi. She left for seven days and missed the wonton shop very much. Besides Bao'er and Wang Zimo, the most important thing.

The East Market is as lively as ever, and it is almost the twelfth lunar month. The wealthy families have already started to buy new year’s goods. The street is full of people and trucks, and it is a scene of prosperity. Zhao Liu stood at the door to watch the excitement.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Wonton Shop, and Zhao Liu saw Lin Zhilan getting off the carriage holding Bao'er, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, "Lady, you can be considered to be back."

Lin Zhilan nodded to Zhao Liu, and sent away the servants of the Wang family before entering the shop.Wang Xingen winked and brought hot tea over. He noticed that Lin Zhilan looked haggard, so he asked with concern: "Auntie, how are you doing these few days?"

"It's okay, how is the business in the store?" Lin Zhilan didn't want to talk about the Wang family. She never wanted to go to that disgusting family.

"Business is average. Some people have returned to their hometowns, and some have gone to serve in corvée. There are not as many individual customers as before, but the number of people ordering has increased a lot." Wang Xingen handed the account book to Lin Zhilan, and held Bao'er into his arms .

Lin Zhilan's account books are very different from other people's account books. Each piece of paper is made into a table with details, and Arabic numerals are written on it with charcoal. This kind of account book, except for Lin Zhilan, is taught by her personally. Only Wang Xingen can understand.

Accounting in Arabic numerals, the daily income and expenditure are clear at a glance. Lin Zhilan saw the final profit figure, which was slightly lower than when she took care of it. Combined with the reasons Wang Xingen said, Lin Zhilan smiled approvingly.

"You guys have done a good job. You have worked hard these days. On the winter solstice, our shop 'Wei Ya', in addition to paying your wages, I will prepare another table. How about it?" Lin Zhilan felt that although her shop was small, the workers were very friendly. It's hard work. Needless to say, the cohesion of this team, such a good atmosphere needs to be maintained, and a sumptuous banquet can make them feel more belonging.

Zhao Liu was very grateful and excited when he heard the words. With the wages, he can make some decent New Year's goods, but Wang Xingen shook his head and said, "Auntie, I don't want wages."

This was planned by Wang Xingen a long time ago. When he said this, Zhao Liu who was beside him was very embarrassed.His life was saved by Lin Zhilan, and his life has also improved because of Lin Zhilan's shelter. It can be said that Lin Zhilan is the greatest benefactor in his life.Zhao Liu was willing to do anything for Lin Zhilan from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't say what Wang Xingen said.Zhao Liu is not as lonely as Wang Xingen. He has parents, a wife, and two children in his family. If he loses income, the family may be in trouble.

Lin Zhilan could see Zhao Liu's stiff and struggling expression, and she said to Wang Xing'en, "I said at the beginning that I would give you wages. You don't have to, but I have to. I taught you that we businessmen are the most important Credit, if I break my promise, how can I run this shop in the future! You will be fourteen in the Chinese New Year, how can you still act casually like a child, how can I reuse you like you. "

"Auntie, I know I was wrong." Wang Xingen's small face collapsed, feeling a little wronged, although he knew that Lin Zhilan's words were reasonable, but as a little man, he didn't want to owe Lin Zhilan too much.

After Lin Zhilan carefully looked at the account book, she checked in the shop again, and was really relieved to find that everything was as usual.Zhao Liu entertained some scattered visitors with peace of mind, while Wang Xingen asked Lin Zhilan to go to the back room, and said in a low voice: "Auntie, people from Weihu Bodyguard Bureau came to you two days ago, saying that someone from Xingyuan Mansion asked them to bring you something for you."

"Xingyuan Mansion? People from the Escort can tell me who sent the things here?" Lin Zhilan is very sensitive to the word "Xingyuan Mansion" because there is Wang Zimo there, but Wang Zimo sent two letters home, both from the inn It was sent by someone, but now it turned out that the Escort sent the news, which made her not sure.

"It's a young man surnamed Wang. Auntie, could it be that my uncle sent something here? They also said that you should bring a token to pick it up." Wang Xingen said.

A son surnamed Wang?That must be Wang Zimo.However, Wang Zimo, a prisoner, became a son in others' mouths, and even entrusted the escort to deliver things, which is too unimaginable.Token, what is it?There is still a token between her and Wang Zimo? !

Wang Xing'en's words made Lin Zhilan confused, she couldn't understand why Wang Zimo was so cautious in sending something. Isn't her whole body just a few sets of clothes and a few taels of silver? Could it be that she can turn into a flower in prison?

The key is, what token!

Lin Zhilan asked Wang Xingen to go out, and she stayed in the back room to reflect carefully, and found that when the two were together, Wang Zimo was in charge of food or clothing. These things were obviously not tokens.Lin Zhilan frowned and thought about it, suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, no, it must be that thing.

Thinking that it might be that piece, Lin Zhilan couldn't hold back her curiosity. She hurried back to Yang's house with Bao'er in her arms, entrusted Bao'er to Mrs. Yang, found the piece in the house by herself, and hurried to Wei Tiger Dart.

"The third family, the servant's family is the Lin family of Wangmen, and I came here to fetch things." Lin Zhilan made a happy blessing, and said straight to the point.

"Miss Wang, please take a seat. Prince Wang's bodyguard is in the bodyguard bureau. Please show me your token."

Hearing this, Lin Zhilan took out the piece from her bosom, put it in her palm, and looked at it brightly.

The third master looked like a rough guy, but the dart runners were all bold and careful. With Lin Zhilan's actions, he could tell at a glance that the woman in front of him didn't want him to touch that thing. The third master stepped forward and took a closer look at Lin Zhilan Seeing that the piece in his hand was a jade pendant engraved with the word "ink", he couldn't help laughing and said: "It's exactly this thing, lady, wait a moment, our family will ask someone to bring your dart."

Sure enough, it was this piece of jade!

Lin Zhilan laughed at Wang Zimo's narrowness, and she didn't know what kind of treasure could make her come up with this method.Darling, it will cost a lot of money, where did Wang Zimo get the money?

After waiting for a while, the person from the escort agency brought a small box. Lin Zhilan saw that the person was holding it calmly, so she didn't care. Whoever wanted to receive it in her hand almost didn't fall to the ground, because the box was unexpected Shen.

"Mistress, please look, the box is sealed by the prince himself. Now the seal is intact. I have not seen the contents inside. If you mark this list, our family will send someone to deliver it to your home." Three The head took out the escort's signature and said.

Lin Zhilan took a look at the seal on the box, and found that it was indeed well sealed, with Wang Zimo's signature on it, so she readily signed it and asked people to follow her back to Yang's house.Along the way, Lin Zhilan walked in a hurry, because she was too curious, and besides being curious, she was also worried about Wang Zimo. Many terrifying images flashed in Lin Zhilan's mind, and the most unacceptable thing was , that box contained the head of Wang Zimo.

The box is extremely heavy, and it is absolutely impossible to hold Wang Zimo's head, but Lin Zhilan has experienced too much in the past six months, and her optimistic and sturdy temperament disappeared when she saw Wang Zimo go through hardships with her own eyes.

When she arrived at Yang's house, Lin Zhilan closed the outer door tightly, moved the box into her room with great difficulty, and plugged the door, then with trembling hands, she peeled off the seal and opened the box.

With just one glance, Lin Zhilan was stunned.

The box was actually full of silver ingots!Each weighs five taels, a total of twenty, a total of 100 taels of high-quality patterned silver!

Lin Zhilan was so shocked by the box full of silver ingots, she couldn't figure out how the imprisoned Prince Mo did it. Could it be that he can still make money in prison!Make big money!

What is the concept of 100 taels of silver? Farmers will never earn so much money in their lifetime. According to the money of later generations, one penny is equivalent to one yuan, and one tael of silver is 1000 yuan. The 100 taels of silver is 10 yuan!But Lin Zhilan knew that the purchasing power of one dollar in later generations would definitely not compare to today's one penny, and the purchasing power of these 100 taels of silver might be comparable to that at the end of the last century.

How did Wang Zimo do it? !

Among the shiny silver ingots was a crumpled family letter, and Lin Zhilan's eyes focused on this poor letter, calming down her agitated mind, Lin Zhilan opened the letter with trembling hands letter.

It is still the whole article, Lin Zhilan can recognize some characters, but the meaning of the whole article is not very clear. The ancient letters are mostly classical Chinese, which is completely different from the vernacular that is spoken in daily life. Lin Zhilan does not understand ancient Chinese culture. So, she still can't understand.

"Wang Zimo, you really are capable!" Lin Zhilan complained angrily, she didn't understand why it was so difficult for Wang Zimo to speak human language well.

As usual, Lin Zhilan went to find the fortune teller. As usual, the fortune teller shook his head and read it, and then, under Lin Zhilan's unfriendly gaze, he explained embarrassingly: "The scribe Wang told the lady that he is now in the official camp. Appreciation, he is in charge of the prison camp’s kitchen, and can freely enter and exit the prison camp. In the prison camp, he met a few rich and official sons, and took care of their business, so that the lady can rest assured.”

"Sir, can prisoners come and go freely?" Lin Zhilan asked in confusion. After all, this situation is very different from the prisons of later generations.

"Of course you can, but there are very few people like this. Most of them are confidantes of the official camp. The official camp is the tyrant king in the prison camp. Everything in the camp is up to him. Now, he is appreciated by the government and trusted by the nobles. In the days to come, tsk tsk, the old man will be envious~" The fortune teller couldn't help feeling that he really envied Wang Zimo, if he could do the same, How good that would be, even if there is a lawsuit, wouldn't it be an extra gold seal on his face.

Listening to the fortune teller's words, Lin Zhilan's heart was turbulent. She really wanted to know how Wang Zimo did it. She no longer doubted that Wang Zimo would report good news but not bad news. Mixed well.

"Sir, is this what my husband said?" Lin Zhilan couldn't help asking when she saw that the family letter had been written on three large sheets of paper.

"Cough..." The fortune-teller blushed and asked, "Miss, do you really want to listen to Wang Shuli?"

"I want to hear it." Lin Zhilan said without hesitation.

"Wang Shuli asked the lady if she is very capable. Although she has suffered a lawsuit, she can still support the family, raise a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law, and she can do better."

Hearing this, Lin Zhilan's face couldn't help turning red, then black, then blue, and finally her small face froze, with strong anger in her shyness.

I'm really getting more and more shameless, come back and see if my old lady doesn't clean up you!