First-rank palace maid Su Jixiang

Chapter 219 I am no longer Lord Nangong

Nangong Rui’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Wang's words were like devilish sound piercing his ears, one louder and louder than the other, as if a hand was tightly clasped around his neck, making him feel more and more as if he was being strangled.

After listening to what Wang said, Nangong Rui sighed, "Mom, I haven't eaten yet!" Even if someone kills someone, they will give the person a full meal before the head falls to the ground!

He had just come out, he was tired, hungry and dirty, and now he just wanted to take a shower, eat a hot meal and then have a good sleep.

Although he was not treated harshly in the military camp, he had enough food every day and no one disturbed him every day, but he was in prison after all. He had no appetite and couldn't sleep. He had too many thoughts in his mind. In addition, he hadn't taken a shower for many days and felt like he was going bad...

"What are you eating?" Wang's voice was still sharp, "We are all starving to death, old and young!"

"You don't have any food to eat either?" Nangong Rui looked at his mother in surprise, "Didn't the general's wife give you twenty taels of silver? At least fill your stomach first."

"Ha, that damn general's wife is nothing but a palace maid, a poor woman from the palace! What does she know? What can twenty taels of silver do?" Wang was so angry when she mentioned the twenty taels of silver.

She got the silver yesterday, and before she could even warm it up, it disappeared early this morning. Along with the silver, the damn old man in the family also disappeared!

But the old man was so good. He usually pretended to be dead at home. When she took her daughters-in-law to ask for the money, he refused to go with them. When she wanted the money back, he took it all away!

"And the twenty taels of silver were taken away by your father this morning!" Wang pinched Nangong Rui's shoulder fiercely, "Go and find your father and the money back for me. I tell you, if the silver is as little as your father's, you will not be able to come back!" Wang glared at Nangong Rui fiercely.

Nangong Rui just felt his head buzzing.

"Dad went to gamble again?" he asked.

Their family was in such a miserable situation before. The reason why he was sold to the military camp by his parents was because his father liked to gamble.

At that time, the military camp was buying people to serve as soldiers, to put it bluntly, they were buying people to be cannon fodder.

The price offered was very low, sometimes even less than the price paid by the human traffickers.

Also, last time he told Zhao Xiuwan that his family used to have fields, but later sold them. In fact, those fields were not sold, but lost by his father.

The Nangong family was still very proud and never told outsiders that they had lost their property. They only said that they sold the land so that they could live a good life in the city.

There was no good life there. When he arrived in the city, his brothers could only do hard labor by carrying heavy bags, and the family was really unable to make ends meet, so his parents set their sights on him and sold him to the military camp.

Fortunately, he was hungry at that time, and he was pale and thin, so you couldn't tell how good-looking he was. If he had looked as handsome as he is now, it would not be as simple as being sold to the military camp.

"How do I know if that old bastard has gone to gamble?" Wang cursed in a shrill voice, "Go find him! What are you still standing here for? Where is the money left in the house to buy food?"

"Okay. I'll go find it." Nangong Rui lowered his head, turned around silently and was about to walk out.

"Wait." Wang called out to Nangong Rui.

Nangong Rui's heart trembled slightly, and he turned around and looked at Wang with expectant eyes.

"Go find your friends or colleagues and get some money. Twenty taels of silver is not enough." Wang said, "Do you understand?"

Nangong Rui's heart suddenly sank. He looked at Wang, and the little glimmer of hope in his eyes gradually died down.

Wang was startled when she saw her son staring at her, but she still snorted coldly, "Why are you looking at me like that? Now my words as a mother are useless? If you can't get the money back, you don't have to come back! If you come back, you'll have to feed more people!"

"I understand." Nangong Rui turned his eyes back, responded, and walked out quickly.

"Mom, will my brother-in-law be upset by what you said just now?" Wang's eldest daughter-in-law, Liu, quietly pulled Wang and asked in a low voice.

After all, her mother's family was the only scholar in the village, so they were considered to be from a family of scholars. She herself could read and write, and these days, she had been relying on the money given by her father to make ends meet. In this family, she still had some say, and Wang gave her some face.

"What's so sad about that?" Wang snorted coldly, then rolled her eyes at Liu, "He's just a cheap bone! You can't squeeze him without beating or scolding! You feel sorry for him? Then go home and ask your father for some more money, otherwise your son and daughter will starve!"

This sentence made Liu dare not say a word.

She was too embarrassed to go home to ask for money. Although her family was doing well, they were not wealthy. They only saved some money from the family's fields and her father's teaching job.

A few days ago, her parents found out that her husband had been captured and she couldn't go home, so they came in person and brought some silver.

After Nangong Rui left the yard, he felt extremely depressed.

He touched his purse. There wasn't much money in it, just some leftover money. No one had touched his money during these days while he was locked up in the barracks.

There are still about a hundred coins left.

He looked at his pitiful little money and couldn't help but sigh again.

It's snowing outside again.

He walked on the street in the snow. It was almost New Year and the streets were very lively, but Nangong Rui felt as if he was completely isolated from this atmosphere.

The joy of others could not affect his sorrow at all.

He went to several gambling houses but couldn't get any news about his father.

As time went by, he felt cold and hungry.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the door of a restaurant.

Looking up at the restaurant's sign fluttering in the wind, Nangong Rui's eyes narrowed slightly.

Let’s go in and finish our noodles!

As soon as Nangong Rui entered the restaurant, the waiter came to greet him. When he saw it was Nangong Rui, he immediately smiled.

"Master Nangong is here!" He swept the snow off Nangong Rui's shoulders and led him upstairs to sit down. "It's warm in the private room upstairs."

"No. I'll just come in and finish my hot noodles." Nangong Rui shook his head quickly.

"Hey, Lord Nangong, our boss has instructed that whenever you come, we must let you go to the private room." The waiter said with a smile.

"Your boss?" Nangong Rui's expression froze slightly, and then his face darkened.

"I am no longer Lord Nangong!" he said coldly, "You don't have to be so attentive."