Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Seeing Chen Liren and Wang Yan's expressions of approval, Zhou Huai almost laughed at their self-righteousness: "What do you think of the Zhou family compared to you?"

"How can we be compared with the Zhou family? General Zhou defends the country, and the eldest son is no less capable in running the Zhou family. We have no say in that."

Zhou Huai chuckled: "You are quite self-aware. When they first came to the city, I tried to win them over, but was rejected. Where do you get the confidence to think that they will choose you instead of the Zhou family?"

Liu Nian and others were shocked.

Chen Liren looked at Liu Nian and then at Wang Yan, and then asked tentatively: "The eldest master has also tried to win over Zhang Wu before? How could he refuse?"

Liu Nian's eyes flashed with deep thought: "Could it be that there is someone else behind Zhang Wu?"

Zhou Huai took in the expressions of the few people, still with a faint smile on his face: "He is indeed taken, and I will not hide it from you now. He is Song Shiwei's man. As for Song Shiwei, I wrote a letter to the capital earlier, but I have not yet found out her background. From what I know about Song Shiwei, she is not someone who is easy to talk to. If you want to die, go ahead and steal her away."

At first glance the sound seemed to be the same as usual, but upon closer inspection it carried a chilling chill.

The three of them not only realized that Zhang Wu and Song Shiwei were in a subordinate relationship, but also realized that Zhou Huai knew Song Shiwei very well.

A hint of doubt arose in the hearts of the three people.

What is the relationship between Zhou Huai and Song Shiwei?

The three of them fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Huai didn't say anything either. He picked up the teacup and sipped the tea carefully, looking very patient.

After a long time, the three of them seemed to have finally digested the information Zhou Huai had given them.

Liu Nian sighed softly, "Zhang Wu even rejected the Zhou family, so I don't think he would be interested in our family. I'll tell them when I get back, so don't look for him anymore."

At this point, Liu Nian looked at Zhou Huai with a smile on his face: "The eldest master knows Song Shiwei very well, but I don't know what the relationship between the eldest master and her is."

Wang Yan and Chen Liren carefully observed Zhou Huai's expression.

"Shi Wei and I are friends."

These eight short words shocked the three of them again.

Only those who have been dealing with Zhou Huai for many years know how rare it is to have a friend who is recognized and acknowledged by him.

Even Liu Nian could shamelessly say that he was a person Zhou Huai valued. Even they did not dare to interact with him casually when they met him on a daily basis, let alone Chen Liren and Wang Yan, who were even inferior to Liu Nian.

"Shi Wei doesn't like to be disturbed, and she has no patience to deal with others, so when you go back, tell your subordinates as soon as possible not to bother her. If you don't want to become the next Li Shicheng, just mind your own business."

As he spoke, Zhou Huai restrained his smile, and looked straight at the few people with his dark eyes, with the fierce aura of a superior.

Liu Nian and his companions dared not say anything other than agreeing. The overwhelming pressure was so great that even the three experienced and shrewd people felt a chill down their spine.

Zhou Huai is still the same Zhou Huai. He will not be lenient just because the Liu family does things for him. The majesty of the Zhou family cannot be resisted by the aristocratic families.

The three of them came with doubts and left with heavy thoughts.

First they went to the Liu family. Liu Nian stood at the door and faced the two people: "Since the eldest master has spoken, it is impossible to win over Zhang Wu, and Song Shiwei is even more impossible. When you go back, remember to tell the people below not to provoke them."

Wang Yan sighed and nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll give the order when I get back, but I'm still a little confused."

Liu Nian pursed his lips at him: "Tell me."

"The eldest son and Song Shiwei are good friends. Do you think he really doesn't know Song Shiwei's background? Or does he know but is selfish and doesn't tell us, or excludes us?"

Chen Liren glared, "How dare he? The Northern Territory is not ruled by the Zhou family alone. If it weren't for the efforts of our families, there would be no Northern Territory today. It's not just the Zhou family's efforts."

Liu Nian patted Chen Liren on the shoulder and said, "I think the eldest master certainly doesn't treat us as outsiders. I think he is telling the truth, and he doesn't bother to lie."

"I hope so. But I always feel that there is something different when the eldest master mentioned Song Shiwei. Maybe I am worrying too much," Wang Yan said and left.

Chen Liren and Ye Tong bid farewell to Liu Nian.

Liu Nian was the only one left standing outside the Liu family's door, thinking about what Wang Yan said before he left.

The doorman came out to light a lantern and saw his master standing motionless in the rain, so he quickly went forward with an umbrella.

Song Shiwei, who is talked about by all the superiors in the North, is now in the main hall watching the little girl Feng Ru hitting the wooden stakes.

Due to the continuous rain, there was not enough space in the house for several people to exercise, so Zhang Wu moved the wooden stakes into a corner of the main room so that Feng Ru could practice for a while every day to prevent the previous teachings from being wasted.

Although Song Shiwei had no intention of teaching, it was still very interesting to watch the little girl hitting the wooden stake, especially when Feng Ru started to get into the state, her whole aura changed. In Zhang Wu's words, she was developing in the direction of Song Shiwei. She hit the wooden stake so quickly, accurately and ruthlessly that those who didn't know would think the wooden stake was the little girl's enemy.

The space on the left side of the main hall was reserved for Feng Ru to exercise. Song Shiwei and the other two sat on chairs on the right side. Huang Ying was embroidering with a needle and thread basket, and she would look up and glance at Feng Ru with a smile from time to time.

Zhang Wuze was sitting at the door with a few pieces of wood, whittling and chopping at it, not knowing what he was doing.

"Zhang Wu, those people don't seem to have come recently."

Zhang Wu kept moving his hands: "I think you've given up."

Song Shi smiled at him and said, "It seems that many people want to poach me. The treatment they offer is so good, are you really not tempted?"

Zhang Wu put down the object in his hand, turned to look at Song Shiwei, and said helplessly: "Master, you are joking again."

Song Shiwei smiled lightly and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound. The noise was so loud that Zhang Wu stood up instantly and came to the side of the few people.

"Master, what's going on?"

Song Shiwei looked towards the city, and the smile on his face disappeared: "The river in the city has burst its banks."

Zhang Wu's body shook, with fear in the depths of his pupils.

Huang Ying pinched Zhang Wu's sleeve hard.

Feng Ru also stopped exercising and ran to Song Shiwei: "Sister Song, what will happen if the Fucheng River bursts its banks? Will anyone die?"

Song Shiwei lowered his voice: "Yes, many people will die. Are you afraid?"

Feng Ru's face tightened and she shook her head repeatedly: "I'm not afraid. With Sister Song, Brother Zhang Wu and Sister Huang Ying here, I'm not afraid of anything."

The heavy atmosphere was broken by Feng Ruzhen's crisp voice.

"Master, is a flood coming?"

Song Shiwei nodded: "Don't worry, it won't affect us. If you are really worried, stay here with Huang Ying tonight. I think we will know tomorrow."

Zhang Wu did have this idea, and he agreed immediately after hearing it: "Then I will go make the bed first, and light a pile of firewood to warm up the clothes and the house at night. Master, you can go back to your room and rest later."

Huang Ying had no mood to embroider. She was upset when she heard the bad news, so she just followed Zhang Wu and worked.