Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 308 Whose Wall Are You Climbing?

"You kid!"

Zhao Yue glared at him angrily and immediately shouted outside: "Hui Rong! Hui Rong! Come in!"

"Miss!"

Huirong arrived very quickly. She thought Zhao Yue was feeling unwell. Without even bothering to greet Cui Bianxu, she slid down on her knees and rushed to the bedside. "My lady! Where does it hurt? I'll go get the palace doctor right away!"

Oh my, she was so impatient, as if a ghost was chasing her. Zhao Yue reluctantly grabbed her hand and said, "I came to find you because I have an errand for you to run."

"What's the matter? Madam, just give me your orders. I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" Huirong felt relieved when she heard that Zhao Yue was not unwell.

"I just want you to help lead the way, how can there be mountains of swords and seas of fire?" To be honest, Huirong always repeats the same few words every time to express his loyalty, but the emotion in his tone is so rich that it seems to be overflowing!

Overwhelmed by the turbulent emotions, Zhao Yue secretly rubbed her forearm a few times, raised her finger and pointed at Cui Bianxu beside her: "Jiulang's people are going to Guazhou, you go with them. If they don't allow my mother to see guests..."

Huirong's facial features are ordinary, but her ears are very special, just like what people call protruding ears. At this moment, she is standing with her protruding ears erect, waiting for Zhao Yue to assign her a task without blinking.

Going to Guazhou! Going back to her hometown! She was quite excited!

Although most of their family members followed Zhao Yue to Qinghe after she married, her uncle's family was still in her hometown! When she was a child, she lived in her uncle's house in Guazhou until she was six years old, when she was taken to Qinghe!

Just as Huirong was expectantly watching, Zhao Yue spoke something that left her little head bewildered: "You may not be the most familiar with the Zhao family, but your uncle and his family are. When we get to Guazhou, tell them it was my idea and ask them to send something to the Zhao family to give to the old lady. Tell her secretly that I sent someone to meet with her and ask if there's any way she can return to the Liu family mansion."

"Slave, slave, I don't quite understand..." Huirong didn't quite understand. What did it mean that he was familiar with me and I wasn't? What did it mean to secretly tell the old lady?

"Madam, don't we send people over twice a year? Why wouldn't the Zhao family let us see the old lady?"

Zhao Yue didn't answer these questions. "If they won't let my mother see the guests, then you can take Jiulang's men and sneak in to meet with my mother secretly."

Hui Rong, whose intelligence level was barely passing, opened her mouth slightly. Forget thinking, she was stuck in traffic. "My wife, why do we need to sneak in when we go to the Zhao family?"

Can't we just walk in?

My maid knows that she is simple-minded and not smart.

Zhao Yue didn't explain much to her, only saying, "When the time comes, remember to listen to the guards and get this done."

Huirong has many shortcomings, but one thing is that she is loyal to Zhao Yue.

As long as Zhao Yue opened her mouth to give an order, she would remember it firmly in her heart: "Don't worry, my lady, I will definitely do it! If you are not assured, I can issue a military order!"

Stand up for nothing!

Zhao Yue was almost amused by her. Even the characters were written in a mess, some big and some small, some with arms and legs missing. And she still wanted to sign a military order?

"Alright, forget about your worm-like handwriting. Go pack up, we'll be leaving in the next few days."

"Yes!"

Although she couldn't understand why she had to climb over the wall to go to the Zhao family, Huirong was happy to be able to go out for some fresh air. Her dull face looked a little brighter than usual.

"Don't worry, my wet nurse was hired by the Liu family and has nothing to do with the Zhao family."

Seeing that Cui Bianxu didn't seem to agree with this, Zhao Yue explained, "Originally, everything was under your grandmother's name. When I got married, I transferred it all to her. Huirong's uncle accidentally injured himself over at the Liu family's old house and has been childless ever since. He raised Huirong until she was six years old, so she's no different from his own child."

Cui Bianxu lowered his head and stroked the snoring Manman in his arms: "Of course I am at ease with A Niang's people. Guazhou is located on the border, and life there is not as good as ours. It's a rare opportunity for my people to go there, so I will bring more things to share with our loyal servants."

From ancient times to the present, in order to gain someone's loyalty, besides ideological PUA and threats to wives and children, there is another way - money.

For example, in modern times, the company next door pays 8,000 a month, and your company also pays 8,000 a month, but your boss is very generous. He gives out red envelopes and bonuses every holiday, big or small, and for no reason at all. It's not surprising that he gives out two or three months' salary at a time. The boss also buys houses for you and gives you a large portion of the money for weddings, giving you huge red envelopes.

Who would want to leave a company like this? The employees' sense of belonging and collective honor, as well as their personal worship of the boss, are so high, how could they not reach their peak?

When it comes to spending money, Xiao Cui has always been very good at it - anything that can be solved with money is no big deal.

He just couldn't understand. Although A'niang had a bad relationship with the Zhao family, this was her mother's family after all. How could it be so bad?

It seems that his mother is hiding a lot of things from him...

Jiahuifang Jiang Family

Jiang Shangxian, who still didn't know that he would soon have another mouth to feed after the horse, the wild geese, the maids, and the old women, finished his meal tiredly, digested the food, stood in a horse stance in the yard, and performed five short blade moves. Finally, Xiao Jiang finished his work for the day, washed up, and went back to the house.

At that moment when he was lying on the bed, Xiao Jiang just wanted to say that life is about lying down.

Yingzi came in after washing up and was busy. She lit the oil lamp on the table, took out the charcoal pencil and paper and put them away. Then she ran to her bed and called her, "Auntie, everything is ready."

This was what Jiang Shangxian had ordered her to do. Even though Yingzi was still a child laborer, she, Xiao Jiang, couldn't support him for nothing, could she? She could still do some small chores.

"Hey... Yingzi..."

Jiang Shangxian stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open: "Life is so hard..."

"It's not hard, please hurry up, the old lady and my wife are waiting to hear what's next."

Yingzi didn't understand what she was suddenly lamenting about. She only knew that the oil lamp was already lit, and it would be a waste if she didn't do anything. In her family, such behavior would be punished by a beating: "Auntie, please get up quickly, the oil lamp is about to burn out."

"Hey...."

Jiang Shangxian stood up exhausted and walked slowly towards his workstation in his slippers. Oh, mental work is so hard...

She stared at Yingzi's happy little face for a while with great regret. If only this girl could write...

What a pity, what a pity.

Yingzi had only attended classes for one morning, so her cultural level was essentially zero.

Jiang Shangxian held his chin with his hand resigned to his fate, staring at the paper on the table and began to daydream...