The current governor of Anshui County is about to be transferred!
These words were like a thunderclap, exploding above Zheng Ruqian's head.
The brothers were able to seek justice and leave their precarious living conditions entirely thanks to the prefect, who was an enlightened official and a true righteous magistrate.
If Zhu Zhi were replaced, or even Bian Wenxuan were replaced, Anshui County would be completely transformed.
Zheng Ruqian shivered, grabbed the familiar waiter next to him, and asked in a low voice, "May I ask, waiter, who are those two young ladies?"
The waiter chuckled, "One is the daughter of the Jiang family in the capital, who is also our boss. I heard she came here to clear her head after having a fight with her family. The other is the eldest daughter of the Wang family in the prefectural city. You don't even know them?"
Another thunderbolt struck Zheng Ruqian's head. If this thunderbolt were real, it would have probably smashed him to the ground, making his hair stand on end and his face charred black.
No wonder the Wang family hasn't made a move in the past three or four months. It's not that Fang Heng is showing mercy, but rather that they're preparing to kill him with one blow.
Once Miss Wang's uncle becomes the prefect of this city, they'll have a good time.
Let alone doing business or passing the imperial examinations, even surviving was difficult.
This was a big deal, and Zheng Ruqian couldn't wait to fly back to Xieyang County to tell his brothers what had happened.
He bid farewell to Manager Hao and the waiter, and hurriedly ran outside.
Wen Zhiyun was waiting at the door with a small medicine box in his arms when he suddenly saw Zheng Ruqian like this. His spirits immediately lifted. "Second brother, what happened? Who bullied you?"
His eyes were full of anticipation, even a hint of eagerness.
Zheng Ruqian paused, unsure whether to comfort his fourth brother or give him a flick on the forehead to stop him from hoping something bad would happen to him.
"I'm fine..."
The moment those three words were uttered, a thunderous roar erupted from the ground.
Zheng Ruqian turned his head and saw a carriage rushing towards him, carrying countless fruits and eggs along the way, seemingly heading straight for the entrance of Youran Residence.
He paused, suddenly regretting that he had sent Jiang Yi, Jiang Er, Jiang San, and Jiang Si to unload the cured meat. At this crucial moment, not a single one of them was willing to lend a hand.
Unfortunately, his movements were sluggish. He knew he should dodge quickly, but his legs seemed to have a mind of their own and he couldn't lift them for a long time.
If you get hit by that, you'll be crippled or killed.
Fortunately, there was an excited little brother next to him.
"Second Brother!" Wen Zhiyun shouted, his eyes gleaming. He knew that he had made the right decision to beg his second brother to come to the prefectural city. He immediately held his breath, and the scene that Doctor Wu had taught him appeared in his mind.
First, he pulled out a silver needle from his sleeve, then flicked off the cotton wadding covering the pointed end, staring intently at the horse's well-developed gluteal muscles, and swung it hard from as far as he could.
With a neigh, the silver needles, which had been quenched with anesthetic for ten days and ten nights, slowed the horse's pace as soon as they entered its body. After a few more steps forward, the sudden stop caused the entire horse and carriage to tumble and fall to the ground, turning into a pile of rotten wood.
Buried in the pile of wood was a finely dressed young man, who was crying out, "Ouch, ouch!"
Zheng Ruqian returned to his senses in shock, his face blank, feeling as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.
Behind him, Wen Zhiyun's palms were also sweaty.
It's still not enough, it still won't work. If the silver needles had been thrown out any later, if the anesthetic had taken effect a few breaths later, Zheng Ruqian wouldn't be standing at the entrance of the restaurant, but hanging in the sky.
"Young master."
The four servants who were carrying the cured meat were terrified and rushed over to surround the two men, not daring to leave their side for even a moment.
At this moment, the two young women who were talking in the restaurant were also startled by the commotion at the entrance of You Ran Ju.
They got up and walked over, glancing at the elegantly dressed young man. The eldest daughter of the Wang family covered her mouth and nose in surprise, "Cousin."
Looking behind them, who else could they be but servants of the Wang family?
A hint of disgust flashed in Miss Wang's eyes. Without even considering helping her cousin up, she turned and went back to the restaurant.
If Changyan were here, he would certainly be able to accurately analyze the Wang family's situation.
But he wasn't there, and Zheng Ruqian was rather dull-witted. Having just escaped death, he was engrossed in studying the condition of the shattered carriage, repeatedly expressing his regret.
Wen Zhiyun snapped out of his annoyance and stared intently at the young master of the Wang family, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.
"Young master, are you alright? The prefect doesn't allow horses to gallop in the streets, and he also doesn't allow carriages to go too fast. You must slow down," the Wang family servant pleaded earnestly.
Young Master Wang brushed them aside and shouted, "I am a member of the Wang family. So what if I ride my horse in the street? What right does that old codger who is about to be transferred have to tell me what to do?"
As the old saying goes, once the person leaves, the tea grows cold.
But the Prefect of Anshui County hasn't left yet, and the tea has gone cold way too quickly.
As expected, the Wang family is no good.
With a look of disgust, Zheng Ruqian led Wen Zhiyun and the servants back quickly to the Zanhua Courtyard.
He found Zhang Qiquan and asked, "Uncle Zhang, the Prefect of Anshui is about to be transferred. Did you know about this?"
Zhang Qiquan stopped his busy work and said, "I have heard that the Prefect loves the people like his own children and is a rare good official. This transfer should be a promotion."
Barring unforeseen circumstances, the transfer of officials in the Dayu Dynasty always took place in April after the New Year, when spring was in full bloom.
This means they have at least another six months.
Zheng Ruqian breathed a sigh of relief and decided to split up with his fourth brother.
He had just signed a contract with Fucheng Youranju, and he needed to deliver the first batch of vegetables there.
In a few days, Pang Dashan will bring more vegetables from Yunshui County, but it will still be far from enough.
Zheng Ruqian needs to find vegetables that are farther away, newer, and more exotic in order to make Fucheng Youranju reluctant to give up their cooperation with him.
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