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Chapter 281: One of her industries. [Thank you all for your support! Bowing again!]

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With the help of the servant women,

Qingyun was finally able to hand the woman over, and then he awkwardly got up and walked toward the room where the incident occurred.

This turn of events,

wasn't fast, but it wasn't slow either.

When Steward Ran of Pan Lou came up and saw the few noble young masters standing there, he sighed helplessly.

Why was it these few again!

But looking at the scene in the second-floor corridor, Steward Ran still hurriedly let shop assistants like Mingge'er come over to maintain order,

and asked the customers who wanted to crowd over to leave.

He walked up to Xu Zaijing and said with a somewhat tearful voice:

"Young masters, this... what is it again?"

Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye shook their heads and said: "We haven't figured it out yet! Please bear with us, Steward."

"I dare not, I dare not!"

He was just a steward, how could he bear it!

And the woman, whose clothes were in disarray, had already been helped by the servant women of several families into the private room where Xu Zaijing and the others had come out.

Chai Zhengzheng and the others came out of the private room, listening to the wailing outside,

and looking at the woman who was being helped, her hair disheveled,

her legs weak, and shivering, everyone looked at each other.

The three Lans were even more at a loss; they were just young girls, where would they have experienced this.

It was Chai Zhengzheng who said something in her own maid's ear,

and the maid left and walked toward the outside of the building.

In the room where the man had come out just now,

the sound of a man's painful groans and Rong Xian's scolding could be heard from time to time.

A servant woman who had been untied was just about to run out when she bumped into Zhique, the servant of Gu Tingye, who had already entered the door.

"My Madam! She! Save her!"

As she spoke, she was about to rush out.

Zhique hurriedly said: "This one, if you really want to save her, you shouldn't go out, in case you are recognized!"

The servant woman was stunned.

This sentence seemed to remind the man wailing in the corridor outside the door,

"She is... gurgle gurgle gurgle!"

Xu Zaijing's slender palm pinched the man's throat,

"Young Master, let me do it."

Alan to the side said.

Xu Zaijing turned his head to look at him and nodded.

Alan took over, pinching with both hands, and Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye entered the room.

The room was in a mess,

two bundles of copper coins and silver were scattered on the ground.

Deep in the room,

Zhique was closing the window; it seemed someone had wanted to jump out the window to escape just now.

There were four fierce men wearing silk and satin,

in different positions,

being pressed under the bodies of Rong Xian's attendants,

and there were three sharp blades dropped on the ground; Rong Xian was kicking people one by one:

"You thieving bird, if you dare to make a sound, this young master will kick you to death."

The two men who had been kicked by Rong Xian until their mouths were bloody nodded repeatedly.

Xu Zaijing stood beside the three servant women, looked at their panicked appearance, and said in a deep voice:

"I won't ask your names or whose family you are from, I only ask what exactly is going on!"

The three servant women looked at Rong Xian, who was acting ruthlessly, and then looked at the youth in front of them, and could only say with trembling voices:

"We are... we lent some money to these few before, they are all our 'loan money' collectors."

Hearing this, Xu Zaijing asked with doubt: "Loan money?"

The servant woman hurriedly said:

"Loan money, that is, responsible for lending; my family provides the principal, they set the interest themselves, half of the interest belongs to my family, and half belongs to them."

Rong Xian to the side said: "Is your family money lenders?"

The three servant women nodded and said: "Yes, yes."

Xu Zaijing: "So?"

Rong Xian looked back at the few fierce men in the room and sneered:

"Could it be that your family was seen through by them..."

"Knowing your family has no influential figures, so they wanted to occupy your..."

Changbai: "Cough."

Rong Xian stopped his words and gave a mocking smile.

"Yes, this young master is right..."

"These few took my family's money and haven't paid the interest for a year; today they said they would pay, so we..."

"Thinking this Pan Lou is also a lively place, didn't expect them to use knives to force..."

Rong Xian shook his head:

"You thought of their interest, they thought of your family's principal; without some influence, daring to do this is truly courting death."

The servant woman wept and said: "There's no other way! The young master of the family is joining the army now, saying he needs silver to pull strings!"

"The family still needs to live, there must be some way to make money."

Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye exchanged a glance and didn't speak.

Rong Xian, who seemed very familiar with this, squatted in front of a fierce man and said with a smile:

"Hey, how much interest did they want from your family?"

The fierce man swallowed a mouthful of blood and said with a trembling voice: "Ten out, eleven in, one-tenth interest every three months."

Rong Xian said in surprise:

"Ah? This is lending usury? Tsk! The temple should leave a spot for your family."

"Grandpa, actually, when it comes to usury, the most ruthless interest is the temple."

Rong Xian glared and slapped him: "I know that!"

"Yes, yes."

In the room, the servant woman who spoke first cried:

"My Madam is kind-hearted, they said they had difficulties, and my family agreed, who knew..."

Rong Xian curled his lips: "Stupid!"

Xu Zaijing got up and walked out with Gu Tingye and the others.

They happened to see the Chai family's maid carrying a few sets of clothes walking up.

And the fierce man in Alan's hands was already rolling his eyes,

but Xu Zaijing didn't let him let go.

"Steward Ran!"

Xu Zaijing waved at the Pan Lou steward.

Listening to Xu Zaijing's whisper,

Steward Ran nodded.

Soon, the female musicians near Pan Lou who had just woken up were called to the second floor of Pan Lou.

Coming with them were a few Bianjing yamen runners, the leader of whom was not young.

Looking at the fierce men on the second-floor floor,

the old yamen runner clicked his tongue and said in a low voice:

"You guys are miserable."

Duke of An's Mansion

Side alley

Small side door

A sturdy and imposing youth bowed to the back of someone walking back to the Duke's mansion shaking his head.

After the small side door closed,

"Lazy, gluttonous, and reckless! No money, yet bowing to a mansion!"

Listening to the words inside the door,

his bowing action froze,

then he straightened his waist,

and the youth walked to a tree trunk beside him that had lost all its leaves.

An aged old horse with full saddle and bridle was tied to it.

Looking at the horse that was somewhat shedding hair and dull,

he, who wanted to mount the horse, finally led the horse and walked toward the outside of the alley.

Just as he exited the alley, he saw his old servant at the main gate of the Duke of An's mansion, saying anxiously:

"This steward! My family has old ties with the Duke of An!"

"I'm not lying! My young master is here to visit the mansion today..."

The gatekeeper of the Duke of An's mansion said irritably:

"I haven't seen this person you're talking about, I just haven't seen him, can't you old boy understand human speech?"

"I'll go to your..."

Looking at the tall youth gripping his wrist as he wanted to hit someone, the gatekeeper said sternly: "Let go!"

The youth hurriedly let go.

"This steward, the old man is looking for me, I have offended you! Please be magnanimous!"

After seeing the youth's figure and eyes clearly, the steward said:

"Seeing that you can speak, go."

Leaving the Duke of An's main gate,

the old servant said:

"Young master, Madam said she was going to collect money, it's been a long time, and she hasn't returned, so I came to find you."

The youth frowned: "Sister-in-law, where did she go to collect money?"

The old servant said:

"She said those few loan collectors set Pan Lou, Madam said Pan Lou is a lively place, nothing will happen!"

"But, it's been a long time and she hasn't returned, I thought going to Pan Lou is on the way here, so I came to find you!"

The master and servant spoke as they walked together toward Pan Lou Street.

When they reached the street entrance, they saw quite a few women walking out of Pan Lou,

and yamen runners dragging four disheveled fierce men out and throwing them onto a flatbed carriage.

The youth, leading the old horse, said to a street vendor beside him: "This big brother, this is..."

"Hi, a few young masters from the Marquis's mansion are recruiting female musicians."

As he spoke, the old servant beside the youth said: "Young master, that's our family's carriage! But why are the servant woman's clothes changed?"

The youth took a look and said:

"Go!"

Soon,

this carriage turned a few times,

and arrived deep in a quiet alley.

The old servant hurriedly shouted: "Hey! Matron Tian, stop! Our young master is here!"

The carriage stopped at the sound.

Then,

Rong Xian, wearing a woman's hairstyle and woman's clothes, drilled out from inside,

"Pah! Ptui!"

He spat out a mouthful of saliva hatefully.

Looking at Rong Xian, who looked like a bad person and extremely perverted,

the youth's gaze condensed, his hand gripping the Park Knife at his waist was very tight, he gritted his teeth and asked:

"Why are you wearing my sister-in-law's clothes? Where is my sister-in-law?"

Rong Xian said indifferently:

"Your sister-in-law is in our carriage."

The old servant beside the youth was already so angry that his hands and feet were cold, pointing at Rong Xian:

"You this..."

The youth turned his head to look at a carriage following behind,

the yamen runners pulling the flatbed carriage, and Rong's few sturdy servants, and he slowly drew his Park Knife.

Looking at the gaze the youth was looking at him with, Rong Xian shivered and shouted:

"Jingge'er! Come out quickly! Jingge'er! This kid is too..."

Xu Zaijing drilled out from the carriage behind and said:

"This one, is this the Second Young Master of the Guo family?"

The sturdy youth took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"Good, good, good! Even my family has been investigated!"

"You wait, I'll deal with you last."

Rong Xian: "???"

After the youth finished speaking to Rong Xian, he gripped his knife and ran toward Xu Zaijing with small steps.

Qingyun beside the carriage drew his waist knife without a word and shouted:

"Hey! Your sister-in-law, she didn't..."

"Don't mention her!"

Shouting, the youth's knife slashed over.

Then,

after a few sounds of metal clashing,

he flew back again; although he fell to the ground, the youth immediately stood up and continued to fight with the knife.

"Thieving bird! Young Master! This kid is on par with Di Jing!"

Qingyun said, panting!

Xu Zaijing's eyes brightened, this...

Not far away,

Rong Xian patted his chest, put his heart back, and his eyes brightened as he looked at this youth.

"Second Young Master! Second Young Master!"

At this time, the voice of a servant woman came from the alley entrance.

The youth's movements stalled.

After the servant woman cried and said a few words,

the yamen runners who followed dragged the four fierce men on the flatbed carriage over.

A quarter of an hour later,

at the alley entrance,

the yamen runners drove the flatbed ox-cart covered with straw mats out.

"Your name is Guo Kui? You are a man!"

"My father is the Marquis of Hou Fu Chang! My sister is Imperial Concubine Rong! Follow me, Rong Xian, I'll guarantee you a future!"

Looking at Rong Xian, who was still dressed as a woman,

the youth named Guo Kui gritted his teeth to keep himself from hitting him,

but walked to Xu Zaijing's side,

looked at Qingyun unyieldingly, and cupped his hands:

"Many thanks to Fifth Young Master."

Xu Zaijing nodded embarrassedly and said: "Actually, this time Rong's young master still contributed and paid more."

Rong Xian on the carriage nodded, then casually took out a diamond-shaped mirror from the carriage,

looked at himself casually, and suddenly he discovered:

"It seems, dressing like this... is also... quite good-looking?"

"Hiss, how could I have such a thought!!!"

After clearing up some misunderstandings,

the few walked together toward the outside of the alley.

"You said, that one is your sister-in-law? Where is your elder brother?"

"In order to protect a concubine-born son of the Duke of An's family who defied his legal mother, he died in the battle formation."

"..."

The group fell silent and continued walking.

"Listening to your family's servant woman, you want to join the army? I wonder which family you are going to?"

Xu Zaijing asked.

Guo Kui shook his head and said:

"Without money, I can't get through. By the way, who is the Di Jing that young brother mentioned?"

Xu Zaijing didn't speak, Qingyun said:

"Under our Marquis's command in the Northern Army, a reckless rascal whose ability is about the same as yours."

Guo Kui glanced at Qingyun, then nodded with a smile and said:

"I wonder if there is a chance to compete with him."

Xu Zaijing: "When the time comes, I'll change your horse."

Guo Kui glanced at the Xu family's horse pulling the carriage and gave a hum.

Qingyun's mouth curled up for some reason; this kid still didn't understand the seriousness of the matter.

The group walked for a while,

arrived at the place where the Gu, Chai, Sheng, and Rong families were located,

and a woman with a deathly pale face lowered her head and got into the Guo family's carriage.

Guo Kui's eyes were full of pity.

The carriage slowly left,

the noble young ladies of several families all got into the carriage,

Xu Zaijing held back Guo Kui, who wanted to leave,

and said in a low voice: "First find a way to save people."

Guo Kui looked at the carriage going away and nodded,

bowed, turned, and followed.

Chai Zhengzheng put down the carriage curtain,

and in Miss Yun Mu's concerned gaze,

she leaned against the warm water box in the carriage with her eyes closed,

and sighed.

"Go, let's go to the front and take a look."

Listening to Xu Zaijing's voice, Chai Zhengzheng smiled slightly.

Soon, the outside of the carriage became noisy.

The voices of Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye rang out one after another,

"Brother Ruirui!"

"Brother Chaojie!"

Two other voices:

"Second Young Master! Fifth Young Master! Nice to meet you!"

Gu Tingye asked:

"What are you doing?"

"Chaojie has taken a fancy to a top-grade Duan inkstone and is wondering whether to gamble on it!"

Chai Zhengzheng lifted the carriage curtain again and saw a few people standing at the door of a shop with a plaque hanging "Sibaozhai,"

and there were quite a few youths dressed as scholars around.

Chai Zhengzheng looked at Xu Zaijing, who was eager to try.

Sibaozhai

Hmm...

Nowadays, it seems to be an industry under her name.

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