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Chapter 120 The parents on the road to escape 18

Came to the city gate again.

Yuan Xi took the lead with the clan leader, and everyone in Zhangjia Village followed behind. The crowd of people suddenly attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding the gate.

They looked at the group of people with smiles, and one of them said: "Boss, we have another business coming to our door."

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go and inform Master Ding."

"okay."

The soldiers responded and ran into the city.

The soldier who was called the boss took a few steps forward, gave Zhangjiacun a slap in the face, and shouted sternly: "Stop whoever comes, what are you doing?"

Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials. The fear of being an official was engraved in the bones of the people. The soldier shouted sharply, and even the clan leader felt his heart tighten, stopped in his steps, and couldn't help but want to retreat.

Because Yuan Xi supported the patriarch, he didn't let him retreat. The patriarch glanced at the calm Yuan Xi beside him and sighed in his heart that he was old and not as courageous as the young people.

He decided to give the young man a chance to show off and said to Yuan Xi, "You can talk to him later."

This is different from what was promised.

Yuan Xi looked at the clan leader, his eyes full of doubts, as if to say, that's not what you said before.

Half an hour ago, Yuan Xi told the clan leader about the inquiring information and applied to him for reimbursement of expenses.

"What, six taels, what did you do? It cost six taels to enter the city."

The patriarch's eyes widened. He pointed at the new clothes on the six people and asked, "Did you eat and drink with public funds? This is the village's money."

Yuan Xi's eyes were even wider than his, "What's wrong with Liuliang? This is the money you paid to get information from the waiter in the shop. How can someone match you if you don't have money? I haven't counted the other money yet."

"The entry fee per person was twenty cents. I went to the inn and ordered a table of dishes for three cents. I got two rooms and took a bath. I asked the waiter to buy a few sets of clothes. In total, I spent three cents or seven cents. I went to the teahouse. Asking for information... I didn't even include the money, I just treated it as an uncle to invite some of my nephews to see the world."

"I want some matchmaking money now, is that too much?"

The patriarch looked hesitant, it seemed that this was not too much.

He looked at his eldest son, who lowered his head in shame, "Dad, Uncle Yuan paid for that money. The public funds you gave me were not spent, they are all here."

Damiao handed over the purse in his arms, and the clan leader took it and saw that there was indeed not a penny missing. He stuffed a dozen taels just in case.

"You put all the money in advance."

Yuan Xi snorted proudly, "That's not the case."

"Why do you carry so much money with you?"

"My pleasure."

The patriarch choked, this was someone else's freedom and he couldn't control it.

The patriarch counted seven taels of silver from his wallet and gave it to Yuan Xi with a heartbroken look on his face, "I can only give you so much. You guys have changed into new clothes. It's too high-profile. Others in the village should have a problem with giving more."

Yuan Xi took away six taels and said, "I don't want any more. I already said that I would invite some of my nephews to see the world. You can keep it. I don't know how much it will cost in tolls."

The clan leader accepted it as soon as he heard it. He was moved by Yuan Xi's profound righteousness, but at the same time he felt that he was a prodigal son. He had made up his mind not to let Yuan Xi negotiate the travel expenses when the time came. With his arrogant attitude of not treating money as money, he almost thought he was a stupid son from a landlord's family.

Thinking again of the five oxen and donkey carts that Yuan Xi's family suddenly brought out, I couldn't help but sigh, "After all, my ancestors have made a mistake, and the family still has a foundation."

If the escape was not exposed this time, he would have thought that this clan brother's family was really poor, which was too much to bear.

That is to say, Zhang Yuanlin didn't know what the patriarch was thinking, otherwise he would definitely reply to him: Bear with me, their family was really poor before, and they had no trouble having money. Isn't that just a mental illness?

The patriarch had already made up his mind not to let Yuan Xi discuss travel expenses, but now he decided to give the young man a chance, "I'm optimistic about you."

He nodded in affirmation as he spoke.

Yuan Xi looked at the soldiers not far away in front of him, let go of the hand holding the clan leader, stepped forward and saluted and said: "I am a villager in Zhangjia Village. My surname is Zhang, my first name is Yuanxi, and my courtesy name is Jingyu. What do you call me?"

This set of clothes, coupled with the fact that Yuan Xi had taken a bath and changed into new clothes, formed a sharp contrast with the dusty patriarch beside him.

The soldier swallowed nervously, not knowing where to put his hands, and looked at the polite... villager in front of him who exuded the temperament of a scholar.

Is this really a villager? He is a scholar no matter what, how should I respond to him now?

What should I call him? Wouldn't it be inappropriate to call me by name directly?

He has a lot of inner drama, and his mind keeps refreshing.

"I, um, my surname is Niu, and my name is Dabi." Niu Dabipai paused, a little embarrassed, and suddenly felt a little ashamed when he said the name that had been with him for almost twenty years.

In the past, among a group of colleagues such as Goudan, Tiedan, and Shit, his name made him proud. Now..., hey, let's not mention it.

"It turns out to be Master Niu."

Seeing Niu Dabing's reserved look, Yuan Xi gave himself a thumbs up, the plan worked.

Everything is of inferior quality, but reading is of high quality. In view of the ancient admiration for scholars, pretending to be scholars really works. The soldiers who were unruly just now are now obedient.

That's not right, he is a serious scholar, the kind who has passed the imperial examination. If he hadn't gone to practice Taoism later, he would not have been the number one scholar.

"I am not an adult, sir, just call me Big Pie."

Look, even the gentleman was called.

At this time, it is better to be polite, "Master Niu has promoted me. I have only studied for a few years and know a few words. I cannot be called a gentleman."

Then the two of them complimented each other, and the topic gradually became distorted.

The clan leader next to him felt anxious when he heard this, but you are talking about business.

The two soldiers behind the cow pie looked at the polite-speaking boss and felt awkward in their hearts.

After waiting for a while, the soldier who went to inform Master Ding ran out from the city gate.

"Boss, Master Ding is not free now. He will come over soon and asked them to wait for a while."

Niu Dabing was chatting happily with Yuan Xi. When he heard what his subordinates said, he immediately said apologetically: "Mr. Zhang, this, Mr. Ding is usually a little busy. Could you please wait a moment."

"It doesn't matter. I heard from the waiter at Rifu Inn that we can only enter the city at night. It's still early, so there's no rush."

Niu Dabian personally pointed out a place close to the city gate for the people of Zhangjia Village to station, "Sir, the people from your village will rest here for a while. When Master Ding is done with his work, I will come to find you immediately."

"Master Ding, please give us a nice word from Master Niu." Yuan Xi winked at the village chief. Seeing that the village chief looked confused, he finally had no choice but to do it himself.

He took out five taels of silver and stuffed the cow with big cakes, "This money is for treating you brothers to a drink."

Seeing Yuan Xi stuffing five taels of silver into his cow cake, the patriarch put his right hand on his chest and watched eagerly.

Niu Dabing took it hesitantly, his expression immediately became more friendly, and he reminded him: "Master Ding likes the good wine from Zuixiangju in the city."

"Thank you."

"Hey, it's a small thing." Niu Dabiping stuffed the money into his pocket.