Chapter Ninety-Eight: Grace and Hopelessness
Footsteps stopped outside the door, "Why did you guys get out?" "A nice young woman's voice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
As soon as Jiang Li came, he saw that the little servants who had served Xiao Wu just now were copying their hands and pestles by the gate.
The little guys looked timid, and one stretched out his finger to the closed door, "Well, their people are inside, and the fierce god bombarded us out." ”
Jiang Li raised his hand and knocked on the door, anxious in his heart, but his expression was cold.
The door hula opened, and the face of a bearded man came into view.
Chen Yu glanced behind Jiang Li, Xiao Xiang was holding the scorched medicinal juice in her hand. He turned sideways, and Xiao Xiang followed Jiang Li into the house, and before he could put it down, the bowl of medicinal juice in the tray arrived in Qiu Shuang's hand.
"Our fifth brother was injured in order to save Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang has to be responsible, what do you say?" Chen Yu was speaking to her, and he no longer had his usual bandit spirit. Jiang Li remembered the first time he saw him on Yanziji, but he had a pair of huge eyes and a surprisingly loud voice.
Jiang Li's eyes looked past Chen Yu and glanced at the room full of people sitting or standing, some of these people knew and some of them didn't know, and they all looked at him with strange expressions.
Jiang Li's eyes rolled, his heart hesitated, and he glanced at Qiu Shuang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed feeding Xiao Wu medicine, and she silently sat down opposite Yun Tong.
Yun Tong raised the folding fan in his hand lightly, looked kind, and smiled at her without saying a word.
Jiang Li's eyes glanced at Yun Tong and said calmly: "Chen Yu's words are so unreasonable! Since the assassins are going to kill me, I am afraid that it is too late to be afraid, and your fifth brother is injured, so I will do my best to ask someone to heal me. I've already told him words of thanks, but where do I start if I am responsible? ”
Jiang Li crossed his fingers and analyzed matter-of-factly: "First, I, a deep boudoir woman, is not like you who often walk in the rivers and lakes, and I am not like you who have offended many people. How did you know that the Assassins were coming at me? Maybe I'm being affected by you too. ”
Chen Yu sneered: "Miss Jiang can't remember that she met us in Yanziji, she pretended to be a kid and ran around all day long, and she didn't look like a deep boudoir woman." ”
Jiang Li's face was not red, and he rolled his eyes at him: "Second, you are all heroic characters of seven-foot men, shouldn't it be your true color to help the poor and help the needy?" Isn't this psychology of kindness and hope different from ordinary villains! ”
Chen Yu's mouth opened, but Jiang Li's chivalrous sentence poked his heart, because the brothers who came out of Qingfeng Village all put this sentence on their lips, they never regarded themselves as bandits, and they hated being called bandits in front of people.
"What's the matter," Jiang Li continued without changing his face: "We just signed a contract today to cooperate in opening a textile workshop, and Xiao Wu must be afraid that I will die, and this cooperation will not be able to continue." So he chose to save me, also for his own benefit. I was at ease and didn't feel like I was responsible. ”
"Isn't it, Cloud..." Jiang Li smiled at Yun Tong.
"Yuntong. Miss Jiang can just call it out. Yun Tong also laughed, and shook his head after laughing, "Miss Jiang is not only cunning, but also very ruthless, and anything makes you bored when you are involved in interests." It's just that the fifth child is still lying on the bed, so Miss Jiang can't comfort her? ”
Jiang Li glanced at Qiu Shuang, who finished feeding a bowl of medicine and was tapping Xiao Wu's lips with his handkerchief.
"Lang Zhong said that his life is not in danger, he doesn't need me to appease him, he is very good." Jiang Li said lightly.
Xiao Wu opened his mouth to say goodbye and get up, Jiang Li saw that his face was pale, thinking of what Lu Pothos said to him, he was still a little unbearable, and saw Dumb Xia Cheng step forward to help him out with a few hands and feet.
Jiang Li followed behind and sent him out of the door. Yun Tong and the black-faced man stayed behind, Yun Tong said: "In the future, the fifth brother will live in the Nanchen Chamber of Commerce, our brothers are not often by his side, and even Qiushuang was sent away by him, if Miss Jiang is free during this time, go and see him more." ”
Jiang Li nodded. The black man waved a pair of withered hands to Jiang Li: "My name is Chu Feng, Miss Jiang remembers." ”
As soon as he turned around, Chu Feng said to Yun Tong: "I think this girl is afraid that she has no intention of the fifth child. Third, do we still have to grab that batch of goods? ”
"I don't think so, where can we understand the girl's heart. Let's talk about that later. Yun Tong said.
"Hey, why don't you bet with me, I'll bet on Qiushuang, and you bet on Miss Jiang? ・・・・・”
Fan Sicheng rushed to Xiaolou, but didn't see Jiang Li, and heard that even Xiao Wu had left, so he rushed to the door and happened to meet Jiang Li who turned back.
Fan Sicheng was shocked, and looked Jiang Li up and down, "I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen." Good thing you're okay. ”
Jiang Li lowered his head and walked inside, and he asked again, "Is Xiao Wu okay?" ”
"It's fine." Jiang Li replied.
"I heard that he saved you, and I should really thank him. If it had been me, I would have done the same. Fan Sicheng said.
Jiang Li didn't react with a cold face, and hurriedly turned around and left.
Fan Sicheng was slightly stunned: Is she angry with me? Is it because of Jiang Ya or Xiao Wu?
For a long time after returning from Jinmei Villa, Jiang Li has been immersed in the newly opened Splendid Workshop. The workshop is named Mei Ji Splendid Workshop.
The workshop has just opened, and the raw silk transported from the south of the Yangtze River has piled up into a mountain, and Jiang Li has been staying in the workshop every day, learning silk strands, dyeing, hammering, oiling, and stretching with them.
She goes back and forth between Jiang's house and the workshop every day, Fan Sicheng will come to pick up when he is free, Jiang Li didn't say much to him, and when he was in good spirits, he also chatted with him about the production in the workshop.
At that time, Dayan, who was neighboring the Song Dynasty, had already begun to gather troops to the border, and the Song court, which had received the information, also began to select and transfer soldiers in the court and secretly mobilize troops to the border. There are many things in the court, and when Fan Sicheng came, there were gradually fewer.
Dozens of looms and dozens of workers were all put into production, and Jiang Li traveled more frequently between the workshop and his home.
Since she was assassinated in Jinmei Villa, she has always been very careful to watch out for anything else when she goes out again, but fortunately she has been safe for a long time.
During this time, the Mei family in Jiangnan sent the news of Jiang Li's grandfather.
In the past few years, Mrs. Mei has been sick in bed, Jiang Li's uncles have been guarding and dare not stay away, and even when Jiang Li's father was buried, the Mei family only sent a housekeeper to come to mourn. I didn't want to survive the past three years, but I still swallowed that breath after all.
On this day, Xiao Wutuo sent a box.
On this day, Xiao Wutuo sent a box.
Jiang Li opened it in front of Xiao Xiangmian and looked at it, and there was another exquisite box in the box. Xiao Xiang picked it up and looked at it: "Plum Blossom Sleeve Arrow?!" The things sent by Xiao Gongzi are really special. But it's perfect for you. I didn't think of that before. ”
The box was in Jiang Li's hand, it was not heavy, but he felt heavy in his heart. She remembered that although she said that people would not hope to repay their kindness, at least she should go to the Nanchen Chamber of Commerce to have a look. (To be continued.) )