"Sit down."

During these days, we helped Wang Xiao handle the seized materials and dealt with merchants from all over the world. The old lady Hu, who was originally a big landlord, had a different momentum than before, and had a hint of majesty.

Not only in Shandong, but also in Hebei and even in Bianliang City, merchants come to deal with and buy. Hujiazhuang has become a famous large market.

The reason is very simple. Wang Xiao, who was eager to take it off, sold all kinds of seized materials very cheaply.

Zhu Biao gave a salute and then sat down on the chair.

From beginning to end, Hu Sanniang didn't look at him.

When Hu Cheng sat down aside, the old lady Hu said, "I came to you today to ask you. What is your marriage with Sanniang? You have avenged your revenge now, what else are there to worry about?"

Although Zhu Biao had burned the letter of appointment in public before, in this situation, if he could repent and beg for forgiveness, he could still continue his previous relationship.

After all, everyone in the country knows that if it is irreversible, it will be a big blow to Hu Sanniang's reputation.

In this era, if my daughter’s family loses its reputation, it is really difficult to live.

No matter how it looks like later generations, the heroine XX can make her debut in a noble way.

Zhu Biao bowed and bowed, "I have no way to repay the kindness of the Hu family in my life. But please don't mention the marriage between me and Miss Hu. Miss Hu has long been no longer involved."

‘Si~’

Hu Sanniang, who was sitting opposite, pushed away the chair and stood up, pulled out her knife with her backhand and stabbed Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, but he did not dodge or resist, but closed his eyes.

The long sword pressed against Zhu Biao's chest, but it did not stab.

Hu Sanniang, who was flushed, panting, rising and falling. After a while, she threw down the long knife in her hand, wiped the corners of her eyes and turned around and ran out.

Hu Cheng and his son watched silently without saying a word.

In this case, Hu Sanniang deserves to kill Zhu Biao. If Zhu Biao is spared, it is Hu Sanniang's own choice.

Hu Cheng came over and took away the knife, looked at Zhu Biao and said, "Since that's the case, then you will understand your marriage with Sanniang from now on. In the future, Sanniang's marriage and funerals have nothing to do with you."

Zhu Biao nodded, "Of course."

Hu Cheng gave his father a wink. Unexpectedly, Hu Taigong coughed, got up and walked backwards, "Oh, I'm old and I have to rest early. Let's discuss your young people's affairs by yourself."

Zhu Biao looked at Hu Taigong leaving in confusion, turned to look at Hu Cheng, who was struggling, "What's the matter?"

Hu Cheng scratched his chin and didn't know how to speak.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "I want to ask for help in something. We want to match Sanniang and the general."

Zhu Biao subconsciously clenched his fists and then relaxed, "What can I do for this? Isn't the general already there Miss Zhao?"

Since Hu Cheng has already spoken out, he will no longer be shy and dissatisfied.

Sitting down beside Zhu Biao, Hu Cheng looked around and said, "I'm not afraid of you making fun of it. Although our Hu family is considered to be well-known in Dulonggang, what can we do when we take it outside? After all, Sanniang is just a girl from a rich man in the countryside. Moreover, with Miss Zhao around the general, we have never thought about taking the position of the right wife."

Zhu Biao is even more confused now.

At first he thought that the Hu family wanted to assassinate Miss Zhao and seize the position. He did not dare to participate in this matter.

He is the only one left in the Zhu family, and he still has to pass on the family line for the family. He dare not get involved in such a matter that will definitely be cut into two parts by Wang Xiao.

But since it is not for robbing the position of the wife, what else can I discuss? Just go and tell the general that I will finish it?

Hu Cheng smiled bitterly, "You know Sanniang's temperament. I mentioned it to her two days ago, and she turned against her and almost used the knife. So we want to ask Brother Zhu to help me. If I can cook rice and cook it, it would be best."

Zhu Biao looked at Hu Cheng with a dazed look.

Although it was the engagement that you voluntarily terminated, your request is too much!

The reason why Zhu Biao insisted on termination of the engagement was that at that time he was only thinking about revenge, the second was that he did not want to implicate Hu Sanniang, and the third was that he wanted to revive the Zhu family, but he was unwilling to be controlled by the Hu family to become a son-in-law.

Now that most of the revenge has been avenged, he is not too young, but he is an officer. The Zhu family is expected to revive it. But he had already said the words of breaking the engagement before, and he would regret it and take it back at this time. He was shameless, but the Zhu family's reputation was ruined by him.

The family was dead, and their reputation was protected by Zhu Biao. This was the only thing he could do for his family.

The matter of breaking the engagement is actually nothing to do with Wang Xiao.

Even though he said that, the matter was indeed done like this. But Zhu Biao still likes Hu Sanniang in his heart. After all, it is a flower in Dulonggang, and she is beautiful.

At this moment, when Zhu Biao heard Hu Cheng's request for help, he just wanted to shout.

‘You niang!’

Wang Xiao didn't know that he was being plotted against, so he accompanied Zhao Fujin to have fun after handling military affairs.

For Zhao Fujin, who had completed the most important transformation in his life not long ago, it is really the happiest thing that Wang Xiao can be with him often.

"It's done."

Putting down the brush, Wang Xiao looked at the painting in front of him with satisfaction, "We finally finished painting it."

It was still the same picture of the Qingming Festival. Wang Xiao and Zhao Fujin started painting when they were at Daxiangguo Temple. It was not until today that it was finally completed.

It is said that it is the Qingming Festival. In fact, it is entirely based on Wang Xiao’s memory to paint. The difference from the original work is that Dulonggang and Mount Tai are as big as the difference. The two of them are just for fun.

"The official's painting skills are really good." Zhao Fujin looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

"I have better other skills, you know." Wang Xiao hugged Zhao Fujin and joked in her ears.

Zhao Fujin is shy. Even though you and I already know your intimate relationship, I am still shy and dare not look up.

Her shy look and beautiful face immediately made Wang Xiao's index finger tremble.

Feeling Wang Xiao's continuous strengthening movements, Zhao Fujin hurriedly stopped him and said tremblingly, "Official, I am feeling uncomfortable now."

Wang Xiao was stunned, "Aren't you okay last night?"

Zhao Fujin blushed and lowered his head, "I came in the morning."

Wang Xiao raised his head and sighed, and a long "ah~" contained countless depressions.

Zhao Fujin bit the corner of his mouth lightly, struggled with a red face for a while. Just as he was about to say something, Hu Cheng's voice came from outside.

"Maybe there is something about military affairs, so you can rest early." Wang Xiao comforted him and went outside to see Hu Cheng.

"What's up?"

"General, my father has almost sold the spoils collected from all over the country. Please go and check the account books."

It is actually not difficult to capture the army.

In ancient times, the loyalty of soldiers in the army was actually far from as high as imagined.

The saying of being a soldier eating food truly reflects everything.

As long as you can grasp the human and financial power, you can definitely take the army into your hands.

For the Song army, who often makes money and always go up the mountain to get weeds, whoever can give him a monthly salary, whoever can make him eat and wear a good meal will give him a life.

When he arrived at the main house of Hujiazhuang, Wang Xiao carefully checked the numerous books filled with tables.

Although my math scores were average when I was in school, I still had no problem checking the account book.

When Wang Xiao closed the last account book, it was already time for the lights to be held outside.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Xiao expressed his satisfaction with Hujiazhuang. "Go to pay 3,000 guan, this is your hard work."

Sanqianguan is really a lot of heart. After all, they are only responsible for selling goods, and the source of goods is provided by Wang Xiao. The business is just a business that can be transferred.

"General, it's getting late, how about using supper here?"

Wang Xiao looked at the sky outside and naturally would not object.

Dinner was in the main house of the Hu family. Except for Hu Cheng and his son, Hu Sanniang and Zhu Biao were both sitting by the side.

"Your face is not very good. Is this sick?"

Wang Xiao saw Zhu Biao's expression a little dazed and looked at him in confusion.

Zhu Biao smiled forcibly, subconsciously glanced at Hu Sanniang who was eating with a look down, and responded with a smile, "The general is fine, but he is too happy to repay the great revenge. These are all the kindness given by the general, and the general respects a bowl."

Seeing Zhu Biao coming to toast, Wang Xiao naturally didn't care. Even if he used a sea bowl to drink, it didn't matter.

The two of them drank one, and Hu Cheng and Hu's old lady came forward to toast.

When the few people were having fun drinking, Hu Sanniang put down the bowls and chopsticks and said, "I'm done."

"Why are you so rude!" Hu Taigong taught Hu Sanniang a lesson, "Come and toast the general."

Hu Sanniang could make a fuss with her brother, but she would never dare to disobey Hu Taigong's words. She could only reluctantly pick up the wine bowl and toast.

Distillation technology was already available during the Northern Song Dynasty, and high-volume liquors have begun to appear.

It's just that the quantity is not large and expensive, so there are not many people drinking it.

But today the table is filled with distilled wine.

Hu Sanniang had limited alcohol tolerance, and her pretty face turned red as she went down a bowl of bowls. However, Hu Taigong asked her to toast three bowls in a row.

After drinking three bowls of wine, Hu Sanniang was already in a state of vain and was helped by the maid to leave.

Even at this time, Wang Xiao did not notice anything was wrong. Because in his opinion, neither the people from Hujiazhuang nor Zhu Biao could want to harm him.

The Hu father and son, Zhu Biao, surrounded Wang Xiao and kept toasting. Even though they vomited until they drank, they insisted on feeding him.
To be continued...