Chapter Fourteen The Downtrodden Woman
Mr. Wang, who was driving the car, replied cheerfully: "Don't worry, Miss Qiao'an. It's just that a woman stopped in the road and said she wanted to ask for something. I didn't pay attention for a while and almost hit her. I want to see the Miss."
Have you seen that woman?"
As soon as Gu Yisheng nodded, Qiaoan quickly raised the car curtain.
Outside the curtain, a thin woman wearing coarse cloth was seen kneeling on the ground shivering. Her face was full of wrinkles and she looked very old. Her sallow complexion showed her extremely malnourished body. Her black hair
There were some silver threads mixed in her hair, and there were many leaves in her hair - because it was still raining in Kyoto, her whole body was wet.
Gu Yisheng's heart skipped a beat, remembering the time when she was still alive as Wang Baochuan in her previous life - such attire, such poverty, so haggard...
Could it be! This is the woman who was abandoned by Xue Pinggui in this life as a substitute for herself in the previous life?
Gu Yisheng's heart felt as uncomfortable as chewing the leaves of the nux vomica and elmia leaves picked in the autumn. Looking at this woman, it was like seeing herself in the previous life, so she said: "It's cold outside, let her get to the car."
Come and talk inside."
The four brothers looked at the woman warily, holding the swords in their hands firmly.
Qiao'an made room for her, and the woman was about to kneel down when she heard Gu Yisheng say: "It's cold on the ground, sit down and talk."
Is this a little warmth and comfort given to myself in my previous life?
The woman finally sat down, very close to everyone in the car. The sour smell on her body made everyone feel a little dizzy, as if she had been walking among the corpses in mass graves all day long, or she had been picking up garbage for many years.
No one in the car made a sound. Who hasn't been in despair?
A few dozen days ago, the four brothers Shou Sheng, Shou Xing, Shou Sheng and Shoucheng were still little beggars on the street. In her previous life, Gu Yisheng herself was still the poor woman who had been working in a cold kiln for eighteen years and made a living by digging wild vegetables...
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The woman's face was full of tears, and she said softly: "This lady, I don't mean to disturb you, but... the incident happened suddenly, and I really... can't bear it..."
Gu Yisheng comforted her: "Don't be anxious, speak slowly."
"I was originally a government official. My home was ransacked for committing a crime a few years ago. Fortunately, my benefactor rescued me and I managed to survive. But... I heard last night that my benefactor was jailed because of an accident at the racecourse.
Prison, you will be beheaded and executed today...I, I heard that you are the emperor's newly appointed county chief, can you...let me see him for the last time?"
It turns out that she is not Xue Pinggui’s miserable wife in this life...
However, in this case, it is not a bad idea to help others to the end, send Buddha to the West, and take her to see him by the way.
Gu Yisheng said: "Okay, but you have to wait a moment. We have some important things to do while we are here. It would be terrible if we are delayed. After we finish our business, we can take you to see it, okay?"
The woman nodded.
The four brothers still remained on guard.
Gu Yisheng had nothing to do and observed Old Uncle Wang driving the car. She had never noticed before that the Gu family treated their servants with great care - Old Uncle Wang, Qiaoan, Qiaozhen... In the eyes of other officials,
The servants are also very well fed and dressed very warmly, and even new ready-made clothes will be distributed when the weather turns cold. This morning, when Gu Yisheng was chatting with her father and mother, she saw the servants gathered together to receive gifts.
Clothes and food were also provided to the servants who were injured and died while protecting the Gu family. Not only were pensions and medical expenses paid for burial and treatment, but a small sign was even erected in the backyard for constant remembrance.
Just looking at Old Man Wang's clothes, they are bulging and very warm. The fabrics are all brand new and even scented with incense. The old man who drives is most afraid of the cold. The house also gave him kneepads and plush cushions.
This way everyone will be comfortable.
Although the Gu family is a little notorious for the political struggles and palace schemes in other houses, it is undoubtedly very famous in terms of the treatment of its servants. There is no one in the entire Kyoto who does not want to be a maid in the Gu family's family.
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Qiaoan lowered the curtain and called to Mr. Wang to continue driving the carriage.
Yes, whether the servant is loyal or not is absolutely inseparable from the master's family.
If you are good to him, he will be good to you.
Eat inside and outside, it doesn't exist.
This kind of relationship is naturally very pure in a family as upright and upright as the Gu family.
The relationships between people are all mutual.
If it were Prime Minister Wang's family in the previous life, although his mother-in-law also loved him, his father was always utilitarian and cold-blooded, so the people in the family would bully the weak and fear the strong.
Unlike Gu Xuanlin, he is indeed a peaceful and kind person.
Uncle Wang drove very steadily, so Gu Yisheng had time to read the "General Policy Theory" that she had not yet finished.
After a long journey, the other three brothers were undoubtedly a little sleepy and huddled together to doze off. Only Shoucheng stared at Gu Yisheng intently——
Her eyelashes are so long, like butterfly wings.
Ever since he was thrown out of his home by his eldest cousin when he was four years old, he has never had such a cute little butterfly play with him.
At the age of four, he was picked up and brought home by his father, who was a martial arts master——
"The little baby is so skinny and so pitiful. From now on, you will call me daddy. I don't care if I raise another one of you. I can afford it!"
He is the youngest in his father's family, and the other three brothers are very good to him. They have never excluded him, and they will even leave the most delicious and rarest things for him to eat.
When he was five years old, he practiced martial arts with his brother and father. Although his father was sometimes a little strict, he always doted on him the most and would never punish him when he made mistakes.
At that time, he really thanked God for giving him a chance to live a happy life again.
Every time, his father would use his salary from teaching boxing at the martial arts school to buy a large piece of pork, and let his "mother" stew the braised pork for him, giving him the biggest and fattest bowl.
He ate the braised pork stewed by his "mother", laughed and played with his brothers, and looked at his father's kind eyes - he used to be a person who loved to laugh!
He always thought that although his father was not from a wealthy family, he actually had a small income. Until one day, when he went to the martial arts gym to look for his father, he saw——
Several wealthy people took money and threw it at Dad's face. Dad's body and face were covered with blood marks. It was obvious that he had been beaten by others——
The money dad earns is actually earned by being beaten by others!
He thought in shock.
"Young man, do you think that with the money of a martial arts master, you can support four of your brothers? Can you buy meat every month? Especially you, who was born under the wall of a rich family, he cannot provide for you.
With?"
Daddy's colleagues saw him like this and joked.
"Originally, we don't have to do this kind of work in our industry. It hurts to be beaten or something like that."
Since learning about this incident, he has become taciturn and often refuses to eat meat.
I thought this would be good, and my father could relax a little bit, but who would have thought: a certain dog official enjoys torturing people, and flaunts high prices, saying that as long as he passes his test, his family will have enough food and clothing - but this man enjoys killing people.
How can a dog official make people survive easily?
Just like that, daddy died.
He was thrown into a mass grave by the dog officer and could not be found.
The four of them ran around all night but found nothing.
My mother was tired from selling embroidery, and one day she was spotted by a bully when she was setting up a stall. She knew that if she was spotted, she would suffer endless torture, so one day, she groped her way to a hanging beam and committed suicide...
He has nothing left...
Chapter completed!