Wuli Town in the morning light seems to be extraordinarily quiet, and even more so in the eastern district, where wealthy families gather, only occasionally one or two servile-looking figures are walking around. Feng Qixiang returned to Wuli Town on such a morning, lying on the frightening wind, followed by a luxury carriage behind him.

Doctor Zheng's treatment of Feng Qixiang has ended, and he will have to rely on long-term acupuncture and medicine to slowly force out the residual poison in the future......

When he arrived at the door of Yang's house, Feng Qixiang got off the horse, and the "young master !!" who had been paying attention to Feng Qixiang's housekeeper Tong jumped out of the car in fright, but he twisted his foot, and Feng Qixiang's side, a figure flashed out, which could help him,

Feng Qixiang was carefully placed on the bed, immersed in the Valley of the Divine Doctor for two years, and Feng Wu, who was abused by the Divine Doctor Zheng, came over to take Feng Qixiang's pulse, saying that there was no big problem, but he was too weak and needed more rest, plus dietary recuperation, and he would soon recover.

Yang's house is also three in, a cadre lives in the front yard, Feng Qixiang lives in the inner courtyard, and the backyard is completely vacant.

"Feng Guard!" Steward Tong was wiping his twisted foot with the medicinal wine given by Feng Yi, "Thanks to you, I am grateful!"

"That's my job. Feng said expressionlessly.

"You're not going to be a secret guard?" Steward Tong looked at the few people standing with a big grin, and knew this.

"Master Hou ordered us to protect the young master secretly, and now that the young master has found out, it is pointless to hide and hide. ”

"But the young master ......"

"Do you think that the young master can't see us, and he really doesn't think of us? On the contrary, without our trace, he will think more, so it is better to stand in front of him in the light. ”

"Hey......" Steward Tong sighed, then didn't say any more, and continued to rub his feet, there are too many things to do, and it is not okay to have bad feet.

As soon as Zhou Changle returned to the Yang Mansion, he ran out on the ground, he naturally knew that the young master was not in a good state now, and he couldn't help, the young master was very concerned about the dynamics of the West Bank before, and he might be interested in it but couldn't tell, so he wanted to inquire about more news.

As soon as Zhou Changle went out, he was surprised to find that the Yao house opposite was not even the house number, he turned around and asked the doorman Wang Xiao, the doorman said that the Yao family had sold the house, and the person who bought the house was the Qiao family.

"Then how old is the young master of the Qiao family, and what does he look like?" Zhou Changle asked with great interest, Wang Xiao also glanced at it from a distance a few times, he scratched his head and thought for a while, "About thirteen years old, what does it look like......?" Pretty good-looking......"

"Phew!" Zhou Changle patted Wang Xiao's head, "Besides our young master, is there anything else that looks good? Siliu doesn't understand, and he talks nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Le, the younger brother said the wrong thing, in fact, the young master of the Qiao family is not ugly at best, and he is thin and weak, and short, which is not enough to look at at all. ”

"That's right! I'll see when he goes out. ”

"This is really uncertain, sometimes he goes out very early, sometimes he doesn't go out for a day, but his manager Yu goes out early every day. ”

Walking out of the gate of the Yang family, Zhou Changle walked through the spacious street and went to the opposite door.

Feng Ma has been working as a porter lately, but because there are basically no people visiting, he is very idle. On this day, the Yang family, who had been confined to the door on the other side, actually opened the door, and the people who came out came to talk to him, Feng Ma himself didn't know much, and he was not a person who talked much, and after talking for a long time, Zhou Changle didn't get any valuable information, so he had to return in vain.

The morning sun has risen high, and the gem has been wandering outside countless times, Qiao Lan has always felt shallow, so everyone tried to be light in the morning, for fear of waking her up, in the past, Qiao Lan always got up before dawn, but today, the sun has risen, and there is no movement, she hesitates whether to knock on the door and go in.

Jewel thought and thought, and finally knocked lightly on the door, but there was still no sound inside, she knocked harder, but there was still no movement, and she was sure that something was wrong.

Gem pushed the door in, and saw Qiao Lan who was lying in front of the bed with her eyes closed and her face pale, and suddenly exclaimed, "Master, master!" Gem hurriedly stepped forward to help Qiao Lan and helped her to the bed, the whole process, Qiao Lan was unconscious. Gem panicked, and the first thing he thought of was to find Manager Yu. "Manager Yu, yes, find Manager Yu!"

Jewel turned around and was about to go out, when a weak force pulled her sleeve, she immediately turned around, and found that Qiao Lan had signs of waking up, she cried with joy, and called out repeatedly, "Master, master!" Qiao Lan tried to open her eyes, and saw that Jewel was crying, she smiled and said that she was fine, but her ugly face said everything.

"Master, what's wrong with you, how can you, how can you be...... I'm going to get Mr. Yu back......"

"Don't go, I'm fine! It's just that I got up in a hurry and fainted, it's not a big deal. Qiao Lan then reluctantly sat up with the help of the jewel, "Pour me a glass of water! ”

"Okay!" Jewel ran out without touching the ground, brought in the tea, and poured Qiao Lan a glass. With a glass of cold water in her stomach, Qiao Lan recovered some of her spirits, but she was still wilting. "Today I'm going to retreat and practice calligraphy, and I won't see anyone, so today you will help me guard the staircase, and you are not allowed to say what happened just now, understand?"

"Yes......" Jewel said worriedly. She is a maid, and there is no big rush in life, she just wants to meet a good master, and she doesn't have to live a life of beating or scolding, and her life is worrying, and she has only ten days at Qiao's house, which is enough for her to realize that her master is a good master, and it is her blessing to meet her, so she will worry about her master and worry about her master.

"Go prepare water, I want to bathe!" Qiao Lan leaned against the head of the bed, she felt tired, very tired, she had only experienced this kind of tiredness in her previous life just after running a marathon, as if every pore in her body was shouting tired!

"Master, why don't you eat something first!" Jewel worried, she knew that people were soft-spoken, and the master was also a good character, all she could do was persuade one or two in small matters.

"It's okay, you go and prepare!" Qiao Lan closed her eyes tiredly, and her breathing became lighter, as if she was about to die of sleep.

Today, Yu Dana and two supervisors, Feng Dalang and Uncle Lu, visited three farmers. These three families were originally from the coolie brigade, they were willing to work hard, and they were all loyal and honest families, which was also the main reason why they could become Qiao's family workers.

These three families helped the Qiao family work a while ago and earned much more copper plates than before, but their lives were not relaxed because of this, because they were more or less in debt, and the money came to them, but it was just a hand, and there was nothing left at all. Seeing Yu Dana and the three of them coming, they didn't hesitate, but they quickly went from puzzled to shocked, and then cried with joy. The Qiao family is now known for their generosity, and being able to do the Qiao family's long-term work is something they never dreamed of.

In this era, the land was concentrated in the hands of a small number of people, and the vast majority of farmers who did not have land could only rely on the land of the tenant landlord's family, they did not have the land endowment, but there were still taxes and miscellaneous taxes, they were exposed to the wind and rain, and the grain they grew paid taxes and field rents, and they could not support people at all, so when the farmers were slack, they were looking for work to do and help make up for the family. Being able to do long-term work is undesirable for the poor peasants who are in danger, even if the iron rooster is like the landlord Zhao, his family's long-term work has never been worried that no one will do it, because there are many people rushing to do it.

Three families, eight laborers, plus the Feng family and the Lu family, to develop the west bank, is more than enough, that is, the Zhao landlord who owns thousands of acres of land, and his family has only twenty or thirty long-term workers. Invite these dozen long-term workers, Yu Dana felt that it was too much, but Qiao Lan insisted on it, saying that it would definitely be needed, and he could only do it.

In the past few days, Yu Dana would go to the west coast every time, and each time he would go to see the canal, and then he was surprised to find many fish in the canal. Things turned out to be as Qiao Lan expected, and she even saved the money for the fish fry.

Yu Dana rushed back before noon this day, got out of the car, and brought back a carp weighing more than three catties in his hand, he thought that his daughter's body was almost better, and he only needed the master to nod his head, and he could take her to Qiao's house.

Yu Dana handed the fish to Fang Xiaoyong and asked him to carry it to the kitchen for the new cook, Cheng Fatzi. As soon as Yu Dana entered the backyard, he was stopped by Baobao, saying that the master was in retreat and practiced calligraphy, and no one saw him. Yu Danaqi, he has only heard that the eminent monks and the worldly masters will retreat and cultivate, the master is a girl's family, what is the retreat to practice, practice the words, what is the retreat?

Yu Dana had to ask again, not to mention what was going on with the gem, but even to grab an opportunity, he ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Feng Qixiang didn't wake up until late in the evening, and when he saw Feng Yi beside Steward Tong, he chose to ignore it. Feng Qixiang washed in silence and ate dinner in silence. It was night, and the moon was only a crooked tooth, and the stars were shining. Feng Qixiang sat silently in the small pavilion in the courtyard, looking at the crescent moon hanging in the sky. At that time, he was wearing a white brocade robe, his hair was simply tied behind his back, and the dull moonlight made his already bloodless face pale to almost transparent. Feng Qixiang's whole person looks lonely and lonely, which is exactly in line with the poem "Vast and vast like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, but I don't know where it stops; If Qiao Lan was here, she might have a cold war, and secretly screamed, "There is a demonic spirit!"

Aunt Tong stabbed Steward Tong worriedly, asking him to think of a way, the wind is cold at night, the young master is not in good health, if the cold invades, won't it make matters worse. Steward Tong shook his head, he couldn't be clearer about the young master's temper, this matter still has to be thought out by the young master himself, and the people next to him can't help at all.