"Go back to Miss Murong, there are people arguing right in front of you, blocking the way forward." Xun Feng's respectful report came from outside the car.
Murong Xue blinked, opened the curtain and looked out, only to see a middle-aged man in light white cloth standing in the middle of the road, glaring at the person in front of him, and said angrily: "Why do you only give fifty dollars?" Two silvers?"
The middle-aged man opposite him was wearing a dark blue brocade robe. He was white and fat. His small eyes were narrowed into slits, and the pupils of his pupils were shining brightly. He looked down at him and said, "Didn't you just now?" Did you say fifty taels of silver?"
"The little one said fifty taels of silver a catty, not all fifty taels of silver..." The civilian man hurriedly explained, his face flushed slightly.
"But I clearly heard it just now, and I will give you all fifty taels of silver." The man in brocade clothes said leisurely, looking at him with raised eyebrows, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of arrogance: "My two followers have heard it too, don't believe you Ask them."
"That's right, that's all fifty taels of silver..."
"Yeah, yeah, we heard that clearly..."
The two attendants stood behind the man in brocade, and followed suit, booing loudly.
The clothed man's face was flushed with anger, tears were about to flow out, and he said in a hurry: "This is the best bird's nest, the market price is fifty taels of silver a catty, no matter how stupid the young one is, it is impossible to sell it for fifty taels of silver. catty."
"In order to collect it, more than a dozen people worked together, got up early in the dark, didn't have much rest for three or four months, and two or three brothers broke their legs and couldn't even walk, even if this The master is unwilling to give the market price of fifty taels of silver, but he has to give some money for suffering, so that the brother with a broken leg can go to have his leg healed. The price of fifty taels of silver and ten catties of bird's nest is really unsalable. ah."
Pedestrians listened to his appeal, with deep sympathy in their eyes: "Fifty taels of silver and ten catties of bird's nest, it's really too bullying..."
"That's right, even the worst bird's nest is more than this price..."
"It's not easy for people to work from dawn to dusk. It's okay to lower the price a little bit, but it can't be so hard..."
"That's right, fifty taels of silver, except for the consultation money and medicine money for the treatment of the legs, there is nothing left. Let the family members drink the northwest wind..."
"That's right, this capital city is at the foot of the emperor, and they bought it forcibly. Is there any law for the king..."
Hearing the chatter and chatter, the brocade-clothed man's face was gloomy, he suddenly raised his chin, and said proudly: "Why are you arguing? Do you know who I am? I am the well-known butler of the Prince's Mansion!"
As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar. The housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion possesses certain rights and status, and is more than a cut above ordinary people like them... Murong Xue also widened her eyes in surprise, and looked sideways at Gong Qianyu, such an arrogant and domineering person, is he really the housekeeper of Gong Qianyu's mansion
The curtain of Gong Qianyu's carriage was half-drawn, and he could be vaguely seen sitting in the carriage, looking at the man in brocade clothes lightly, a trace of confusion first flashed in the clear pupils, and gradually turned into anger and sullenness...
Murong Xue sighed helplessly, this middle-aged man in brocade clothes is really the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion, Gong Qianyu doesn't have much contact with the housekeeper, and is not very familiar with the housekeeper, but Gong Qianyu is really unlucky to have such a bullying housekeeper …
The man in commoner clothes was also startled by the identity of the man in brocade clothes. It took a long time before he said: "His Royal Highness is enjoying the glory. There should be no shortage of gold and silver in the house. You don't have to pay such a low price for buying bird's nest..."
"What do you know?" The brocade-clothed man glanced at him contemptuously, looked down at him and said, "Do you know who this bird's nest is for? It's for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"His Royal Highness is the crown prince, the future king of a country, and you are a citizen of His Royal Highness. Everything you own is given to you by His Royal Highness. It is your honor that His Royal Highness is willing to eat your bird's nest. Your fifty taels of silver is a reward for you, and you dare to think it too little..."
The stern accusation came to the ear, the body of the commoner man trembled, and he said in a hurry: "I don't dare, it's just... Didn't His Royal Highness go to Mingzhou to fight? How can you eat bird's nest..."
The steward rolled his shrewd eyes, and said proudly: "I bought the bird's nest in advance, and I can use it when His Royal Highness comes back, can't I?"
"Of course it is possible, it's just... the young one and my friend's family are all counting on this bird's nest money to live on. Please do me a favor and give me a little more. These fifty taels of silver are not enough for my brothers... "The clothed man looked at the butler pitifully.
Unmoved, the man in brocade clothes flew up and kicked the man in commoner clothes fiercely, and said viciously: "You dare to bargain with His Royal Highness, you are getting impatient..."
The civilian man was caught off guard and was kicked to the ground. He rolled two or three meters away with a grunt, and hit the steps heavily. He stopped just now. His clothes were messy, his head and face were covered with dust. How embarrassing and embarrassing it is.
Everyone frowned tightly: "It's too much for him to kick people mercilessly..."
"That's right, even if he is the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion, he can't bully people like this..."
"Where there is a master, there must be servants. If the butler is so arrogant and domineering, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is probably not much better..."
"That is, such a domineering and oppressive person, will he be able to be a good emperor in the future..."
The whispers of the crowd came to the ears, and the corners of Murong Xue's mouth curled up with a hint of meaning. This housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion did bad things in the name of Gong Qianyu, discredited Gong Qianyu, and made Gong Qianyu's image in the hearts of the people very different. very bad...
"My lord, please give me some more money." Seeing the man in brocade clothes took the bird's nest and got up to leave, the man in civilian clothes hurried forward, grabbing the hem of the man's clothes tightly, regardless of the pain. Begging.
A hint of impatience flashed in the eyes of the brocade-clothed man, and he kicked the commoner-clothed man's chest fiercely: "Get out! My uncle is going back to the Prince's Mansion now, and I don't have time to pay attention to you lowlife. Get out as far as you go."
The moment his feet touched the clothed man's clothes, an invisible internal force shot over, hitting the butler hard on the chest, knocking him four or five meters away, and falling heavily to the ground, dizzy, tinnitus, staring...
"The steward... the steward..." The two attendants were startled, they stepped forward quickly, grabbed the butler's arm, and helped him up.
The butler's face was gloomy and terrifying, he suddenly threw off the support of his followers, and glanced around viciously: "Who? Who dares to plot against me? Get out if you have the ability." How dare you plot against him, I'm so impatient!
"It's me." An icy voice came into his ears, and the man in brocade clothes angrily followed his prestige and looked over...