Wen Family Has a Wife

The magistrate sneered, "If you have any opinions, you can only hold them back! Who told them not to have the emperor as a backer!"

These words were so heart-wrenching that my confidants didn't know how to answer them, so they asked instead: "My lord, aren't you curious about what Mr. Wen is doing in Dizhou? It stands to reason that he is just a stunned young man who has been an official for less than three years." , what kind of task can make him rise to the sixth rank all at once?"

Knowing what he said, Fu was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he admitted that he was jealous. Fortunately, reason prevailed over everything. Soon he shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No matter what the task is, we are out of our control, as long as it doesn't hinder I can do it! He can do whatever he wants, after all, the Wen family in Dizhou is not that small and small family, you can do whatever you want! Take care of your own people and do your own things well. Please restrain yourself, if someone commits something and I notice it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The confidant's expression tightened, and he didn't dare to make another sound.

After Wen Yuanhong left the government office, he returned directly to Wen's other courtyard.

Hu Yiyun was holding the child and watching the servants carry the luggage. Seeing Wen Yuanhong come back, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Is it going well? When can I go back and see my parents?"

Ever since she entered the territory of Dizhou, she felt more and more eager to go home, wishing she could fly back with her wings.

Wen Yuanhong gave her a comforting smile, and said to the busy servants: "There is no need to move things. We will stop in Fucheng for two days before heading back to Qing'an County."

"Huh?" Hu Yiyun was stunned, didn't he say that he came to Dizhou for a general judgment? What would you do if you didn't stay in Fucheng and go back to Qing'an County?

Wen Yuanhong didn't explain much, and after returning to the room with Hu Yiyun, he only said a few words lightly, but Hu Yiyun didn't understand, he only knew that there was nothing wrong, so he put aside this entanglement, and waited happily for the start again.

Two days later, after Wen Yuanhong arranged the affairs of Fucheng properly, he took Hu Yiyun's mother and daughter on the road again. It was already the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the sky and the earth were covered with heavy snow, and the little girl in the carriage was wrapped into rice dumplings. Only a pair of clear big eyes were exposed, and they turned around.

After the carriage entered Qing'an County, the county magistrate who received the news in advance took a group of subordinates and Hu Junyi and others to wait on the second floor of the restaurant. When they saw the carriage from a distance, a group of people rushed out of the restaurant.

Hu Junyi looked at the county magistrate who was running faster than him, his eyes narrowed immediately, and after catching up with Hu Junyi, Chang Xin and Jiang Dayi asked loudly in displeasure: "What's the matter? You have bad legs and feet? Give Chao a ball What? If the second master and the second wife know that your speed is not as good as the county magistrate, I don't know what they will think!"

Hu Junyi was so excited that he gritted his teeth and roared, and rushed forward desperately, looking at the county magistrate as if he wanted to kill someone.

The county magistrate felt an inexplicable chill on the back of his head, and subconsciously touched it with his hand, not knowing why.

At this time, Hu Junyi finally took the lead, and then Jiang Dayi and Chang Xin followed, and the county magistrate and his group came to the bottom.

When the carriage stopped, Wen Yuanhong opened the curtain, and when he saw a group of people out of breath, his mind was filled with question marks, "Brother, this is it?"

Hu Junyi waved his hands while supporting the car, almost rolling his eyes, "These are not important! Where are my sister and niece?"

"Brother!" Hu Yiyun squeezed out with a pile of quilts in her arms, and looked at Hu Junyi happily.

Hu Junyi was pleasantly surprised at first, and then his eyes fell on the quilt in Hu Yiyun's arms, and after looking at those small eyes for a while, he stepped forward happily, and hugged the little guy into his arms, "My dear uncle! Sit down!" It’s been so long in the carriage, I’m sorry! Let’s go, uncle will take you home, your grandparents are all ready, there are a lot of snacks that Qing’er likes to eat, and toys, let me tell you..."

Hu Junyi turned around with warmth and left, his voice gradually faded away, leaving Hu Yiyun staring at him with a stiff expression, big brother, did you forget something?

Wen Yuanhong also couldn't laugh or cry, he hurriedly said to Hu Yiyun: "Go back to the carriage first, let the coachman take you to Yue's house, I still have something to do here, I will go there later."

Hu Yiyun glanced at the county magistrate and the others, and returned to the carriage obediently.

After the carriage left, a group of people finally got over their nerves, and the county magistrate hurriedly stepped forward to say hello: "Master Wen, congratulations on your return to your hometown, the official has already prepared meals in the restaurant to welcome you, and please do me a favor. Give me a thin noodle."

Wen Yuanhong frowned slightly, and the county magistrate hurriedly added: "It's just some ordinary home-cooked dishes. Mr. Wen must have missed his hometown a lot after leaving his hometown for a long time."

Only then did Wen Yuanhong go to the restaurant surrounded by a group of people.

As soon as he went up to the second floor, he found the sound of the zither coming from behind the screen, and his footsteps stopped.

The county magistrate laughed and said, "This is specially prepared by the lower officials. It's just right for elegant music and delicacies!"

As he said that, he still wanted the woman behind the screen to come out to salute, but Wen Yuanhong turned around seriously, "No need, let's go downstairs to the lobby and eat something casually. I'm a vulgar person, and I don't have such elegant taste."

The county magistrate was startled, but Wen Yuanhong had already gone down the stairs before he realized it, his face changed suddenly, he waved to the woman behind the screen, and then chased Wen Yuanhong down.

There were people coming and going in the lobby downstairs, and everyone's every move was under everyone's attention, but what he wanted to say and do would fail. Thinking of this, the county magistrate secretly scolded Wen Yuanhong for being ignorant, but he couldn't offend people.

A meal was really a cleansing meal. Wen Yuanhong didn't even take a sip of wine, let alone give the county magistrate a chance to talk or inquire.

After the people left, the master came to the county magistrate and muttered in a low voice: "My lord, this kid is out of line!"

The county magistrate was already annoyed, and when he heard the words, he was even more resentful. He snorted coldly: "It's just a six-rank general judgment, and it's just one grade higher than this official. How dare you not give me face like this? Wait until I tell you Master Zhizhou, let him teach this ignorant brat a lesson!"

"Yes yes yes!" Master hurriedly echoed, "I will write a letter to Mr. Fang after I go back. This kid is probably coming back to visit his relatives, and he will go back to Fucheng after a short stay. You don't have to get angry because of a young brat. "

The county magistrate was persuaded, and proudly left with a big belly.

Wen Yuanhong, who had been scolded by the county magistrate, had already returned to the backyard of the grocery store. As soon as he sat down, Chang Xin's family brought hot tea and walked out in a polite manner.

Wen Yuanhong's complexion softened, and he let out a comfortable sigh.

Jiang Dayi grinned and jokingly said, "Second Master looks like an adult now, and he's really imposing! I didn't see the county magistrate being angry with you just now, I just wanted to laugh!"

Wen Yuanhong narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of contemplation, "What's the situation with this county magistrate?"

He hasn't been back for a long time, and the county magistrate of Qing'an County is no longer the one he saw before he went to the capital.