The chaos was quickly subsided, but the scene was still messy. ,
In addition to the scattered silver, there are also some rotten vegetable leaves, clothes fragments and so on.
A defender of order in another world, let alone deal with a dozen or so unruly people by himself, even he can't deal with a mob by himself. Because in most cases, he dare not do anything, otherwise, let alone being sprayed to death indiscriminately by Internet trolls, even his superiors can spray him to death.
But in this era, there are no common people shouting [XX is beating someone! ] This kind of lofty consciousness, everyone knows that they are wrong, although there are injured people, but no one dares to step forward to pester them.
Because the other party is the guard of Prince Mo's mansion, although Zhou Zhiruo is approachable, but the manor is the mansion, who dares to offend easily? In this era with a deep sense of hierarchy, there are unruly people, but the idea of people not fighting with officials is still the mainstream. I haven't gotten used to the so-called habit of "unreasonably disturbing three points, throwing and rolling around and beating people" in another world.
No ordinary people would shout words like "you hit me, oops, hit someone". Although the quality is definitely not as high as in another world, the problem is that when the guards are willing to fight, they dare not be arrogant up.
Fortunately, the guards had their own priorities. Most of the people who rushed forward did not dare to be arrogant after suffering a loss.
Moreover, the carriage did not fall completely, and there were two guards standing beside the carriage. As long as someone dared to approach easily, he immediately kicked and lay down unceremoniously.
Many people who were beaten by the guards hummed on the ground.
Seeing this, the deputy head of the guard shouted unceremoniously: "Take all those injured to the government!"
As a result, when these injured people heard this, they all slipped away faster than anyone else. Also, his feet were severely damaged, and he ran away after rolling and crawling.
There is not such a strict evidence system for judging cases in this era. As long as the guards of the palace arrest you and go to the government, it is absolutely no problem to sentence you to the crime of causing trouble.
Seeing that a lot of money was lost, the old housekeeper burst into tears: "Oh, oh... How can I explain this to my boss!"
in his conception. Still very simple master-servant thought. The owner of the host family got 12,000 taels of silver from the two hundred taels, so all the silver belongs to the host family. Now that there is a mistake, how can he explain it
Along the way, many people heard that the total was twelve thousand taels of silver, and they couldn't hide it from the owner at all, even if they concealed it, they would have a conscience.
This time, a box containing a thousand taels of silver was lost. At least seven hundred taels of silver were missing. How to fill it? The old butler was about to cry. He can't earn so much money even if he doesn't eat or drink for ten years.
"I beg you. Give me back the money! That's my boss's reward—" The old housekeeper slumped on the ground, hugging the box and weeping, regardless of his old face, "I can't make up for the missing pieces even if I get into the coffin." One hundred taels of silver!"
The wailing sound echoed in the streets and alleys, but no one stepped forward to return the money.
In fact, those who robbed the money had already slipped away quietly, and those who remained at the scene were caught by the guards, sprained their feet or something, and were unable to move in time. The silver was naturally taken back by the guards and put back into the box.
Those around watched with indifference or pity.
Someone also commented in a low voice: "Oh, what a crime, aren't those people robbing?"
"They think that the money is from prizes anyway, so they don't want to grab the money?"
"Fortunately, the other silver on the car did not fall out. Otherwise, the loss would be even greater."
"It's unlucky, it's just that luck can't be too good all the time."
"Actually, it would be nice to bring back more than 10,000 taels of silver. Would the owner mind if I lost a few hundred taels?"
"I can't tell. After all, if there is no mistake, it will be a total of twelve thousand taels. I heard that the owner of Huichun Hall is a bit stingy. Maybe he is just looking at the loss of a few hundred taels of silver."
All kinds of remarks were made frequently, and the voices were all low, only the old man's wailing was loud and sad.
"Old butler, don't panic. Before the guards from a certain family came out, Ms. Zhou had already said something!" At this time, the deputy head of the guards stepped forward. Said loudly like an envoy of justice.
"Ah?" The goatee old butler collapsed on the ground and asked with tears in his eyes, "What did Miss Zhou say?"
"Miss Zhou said, Prince Mo's Mansion will ensure that you arrive home safely. If there is any loss on the way, it will be charged to our Prince Mo's Mansion."
"Ah? What?" The old butler didn't react for a moment.
"Old butler, our Miss Zhou Zhiruo from Prince Mo's Mansion is very merciful and merciful. She is worried about any accidents on your way. Not only did she send us to follow, but she also promised that our Prince Mo's Mansion will be responsible for any problems." The deputy head of the guard smiled and said: "No No matter how much silver, just order it and make it up for you!"
The surrounding people opened their mouths in surprise.
The social fashion of this era pays attention to honesty, but it does not pay attention to this level. There is no talk of sending money home.
This is a one-stop service for Wu Zhe to deliver the money to the door, and the take-out is fully secured along the way.
"This, this..." The old housekeeper didn't know what to say for a while. Until the guards counted the silver taels. On the scene, the deputy head of the guards went to the silver shop not far away to exchange the silver, and he completely filled up the box of one thousand taels of silver before he woke up with a breath.
"Thank you very much!" The old butler cried even more, and kept bowing to the deputy head of the guard and the others. If the guards hadn't supported him and said they couldn't bear it, he would have knelt down on the spot to thank him.
"Thank you for what we do, this is the promise of Miss Zhou of Prince Mo's Mansion!" The deputy head of the guard did not forget to advertise to Wu Zhe.
"Thank you Miss Zhou!" The old butler really bowed in the direction of the old temple outside the city with a plop.
The common people around also fully understood, giving thumbs up and praise one by one.
"Miss Zhou Zhiruo from Prince Mo's residence is very thoughtful."
"It's no wonder that he has become very famous recently. It's really a good thing he did."
"What's the point of making a charitable donation to help orphans and keep the winners safe?"
"Great mercy, Miss Zhou!"
The gossip in the streets and alleys immediately abandoned the previous issue of Heavenly Tribulation. Anyone who wants to mention Raiden is out, everyone is busy discussing charitable donations and welfare lottery.
Especially the deeds of Zhou Zhiruo ordering someone to make up for the lottery winner's money being looted, are even more talked about.
Even Prince Mo and Elder Bao, who were manipulating the army far outside the city, had heard of Wu Zhe's good reputation.
"It's a beautiful move!" Dugu Mo couldn't help applauding after receiving the report from the spy in the government.
"Leave the matter to Miss Zhou, there is absolutely no problem." Elder Bao also assured her.
The two marveled at Wu Zhe's ingenious arrangement, which made full use of people's psychology.
Through the messengers he deliberately dispatched, Dugu Mo has a grasp of all of Wu Zhe's obvious actions.
He specially dispatched intelligence personnel to keep an eye on Wu Zhe's social activities. Although not to the extent of stalking and stalking, Wu Zhe knew who he came into contact with every day. At least she knew exactly that she didn't... have too much contact with men!
Dugu Mo didn't doubt Wu Zhe, but was worried about her cheating!
Khan, cheating, this vocabulary is very interesting.
It may seem inappropriate, but it is definitely a very suitable description for the ingenious relationship between Dugu Mo and Wu Zhe.
Because in Dugu Mo's eyes, Wu Zhe is a piece of meat that must not be cheap for others.
It's not just a matter of being a big beauty in terms of appearance and figure, but more importantly, this girl has the wisdom to turn her hand into clouds and turn her hands into rain.
Dugu Mo can rest assured that such a girl will enter her harem sooner or later.
The same goes for other men.
"Ms. Zhou must be watched closely. Don't be kidnapped by a little boy or something." When Dugu Mo arranged for people to watch Wu Zhe, Old Bao nodded vigorously to express his approval.
She is a think tank that has never been seen before, stronger than the two dead think tanks Prince Xuan and Xuanwu Emperor, and even those two dead think tanks may not be her opponent!
Old Leopard was happy that his master had such a talented person to assist him.
Let's see what happened to the prince's think tank? Still twitching with crooked eyes on the bed.
Look at our Prince Mo's female think tank, it's a feast for the eyes.
This beauty also means danger. Not to mention whether her wisdom will cause other people in power to compete for her desire, just her small face and good figure are enough to make any mature man covet her.
"Charity donation welfare lottery, this is another good income in the future." Dugu Mo personally wrote down this idea, planning in his heart to continue to carry forward after he ascended the throne.
He has set his sights far to the extent that he is enthroned as a great treasure.
It was Wu Zhe who gave him confidence.
Elder Bao looked at the written information again, and said aside: "Miss Zhou has already judged the movement of the eldest prince. She said there is no problem."
Dugu Mo nodded: "Shuzi is nothing to be afraid of."
The eldest prince is no longer a competitor of the same level. As long as Zhou Zhiruo is by his side, who can be against him
Any man can shout at this moment: If Zhiruo is in hand, I have the world!
Of course, what this kind of man most wants to shout is: If Zhiruo is in bed, I will turn into a wolf...
Old Leopard proudly said, "With Miss Zhou here, the enemy should be afraid."
Dugu Mo chuckled: "I remember Miss Zhou said at dinner last time that you are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs."
Old Leopard laughed and said, "The eldest prince, with his stupid maid, Pomegranate, as his think tank, is really a teammate like a pig. What they should be afraid of is themselves."
The two were talking and laughing, completely no longer taking the fight for the position of the eldest prince seriously.
At this time, Wu Zhe had already arranged the follow-up work of the charitable donation lottery, and sent a large number of people to the market to help spread rumors.
When Wu Zhe asked everyone to clean up the scene and was about to leave, a group of women arrived late.
Under the protection of several female guards, the leading woman said loudly: "Daughter of the Tang family, I hope you are lucky enough to come to donate."
She had a good-natured smile on her face.
The chief guard reminded Wu Zhe in a low voice: "Our No. 1 Xuanwu female general in Dawu Kingdom... Tang female general!" (To be continued...)