Chapter 30: Intercession

It is said that after Qin Ziming returned to Jiang's house, he was called over by Jiang Qingliu for questioning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Everything has been delivered?" Jiang Qingliu was in the tatami mat-style study and used an abacus to reconcile accounts with the account book, and asked without raising his head.

"Well, it's delivered, I didn't dare to stay longer, I'll be back immediately." Qin Ziming replied, "Aunt Wang also specially sent some sour bamboo shoots, and I sent them to the kitchen to make dishes in the evening." ā€

"Hmm. Is the food in the Rain Pavilion delicious? The abacus in Jiang Qingliu's hand was still crackling.

"Well, it's okay, it's okay, there is a way to cook the fish well. But Miss Chen kept talking to me, and I didn't taste it carefully. Why don't you take me to try again next time? Qin Ziming said with a smile.

"Oh? What did you say? ā€

"It's nothing, just ask the son's surname, where he came from, what he wants to do in Yangzhou, what the family does, what is the situation of his parents and brothers, whether he is married and ---" Speaking of this, Qin Ziming was stunned, patted his head hard, and said with annoyance: "Oh, I'm really stupid, this Chen girl asked Gongzi if he had been married, why didn't I guess her mind!" He patted his chest again and rejoiced: "Fortunately, I am clever, and I fooled her with all nonsense, and I didn't even say anything about my son's surname, haha!" ā€

Jiang Qingliu tugged at the corners of his mouth, kept moving his hands, and said: "This matter is over, I think Miss Chen will not come again after today." Suddenly remembering that Wang Jian probably also knew about Miss Chen, he couldn't help but have a headache, and asked Qin Ziming again: "Have you talked to Miss Wang about this along the way?" ā€

Qin Ziming scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Back to Gongzi's words, he did complain twice. ā€

Jiang Qingliu knew his temperament, and he was not surprised and angry, but asked lightly, "What did you say?" ā€

"I'll tell the truth, it's all Miss Chen who took the initiative to invite, and the son doesn't want to go!" Qin Ziming said, thought of something again, and added: "It's strange to say, Miss Wang also asked me to bring a message to Miss Chen next time I meet her!" ā€

"Oh? What to bring? Jiang Qingliu was a little surprised.

"What Miss Wang said in the carriage before was a joke, you can't take it seriously, let Miss Chen not bother with her." Qin Ziming recalled Wang Jin's words, and said suspiciously: "I don't know what Miss Wang said, I saw that her face was very bad at that time!" ā€

The crisp sound of the abacus stagnated slightly, paused for a moment and regained coherence, only to hear Jiang Qingliu's cold voice say: "Then you go and find out what she said, and then stare at Miss Chen, if she really wants to deal with Miss Wang, you know what to do." ā€

Qin Ziming nodded and went down to make arrangements. Of course, he is biased towards Wang Jin, even if Wang Jin says something that he doesn't like, it must be Miss Chen's own misdemeanor, giving people a handle, and she deserves it!

Jiang Qingliu finished the stack of account books, and it was already past dinner time. Because he is familiar with his habits, he will not stop to rest until he finishes the things at hand, and Qin Ziming does not dare to urge, so he only asks the kitchen to leave the food on the stove to be warm, so that it can be served at any time. After putting away the account book, Jiang Qingliu summoned Min Chong, who had just returned from sending a message from outside. He gently flicked the abacus beads under his hand, and said in a slightly casual tone: "The income of the cloth village in the south is a little worse than this time last year, and it seems that there is a warehouse piled with Shu brocade that has gone to the water and filled in some silver. His thin lips were slightly hooked, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes: "The warehouses of this cloth village are all connected, and they are usually very strict and cautious, and it is rare to go to the water once in ten years." This burn is the most precious Shu brocade, and this fire seems to have eyes. ā€

Min Chong lowered his head and didn't dare to answer, Jiang Qingliu handed him a sealed letter in his hand, and instructed: "You give this letter to Huang Lao, ask him to find out what is on the letter, and then remind him that if he really catches a few mice, don't touch them yet, just report back to me immediately." ā€

Min Chong took the letter and stuffed it into his arms and was about to go out, but was stopped by Jiang Qingliu.

"It doesn't hurt you to do it tomorrow. Today, you sent a letter to Brother Yan and Brother Fang, what news did they have to convey? ā€

"Second Master Yan and Third Master Fang received the letter and only said that they would reassure Fourth Master that everything is going according to plan at present." Min Chong replied.

"Well, everything is going well in Guangzhou, these days are very critical, and you have to work hard to deliver news back and forth. In addition, you let Tianxing continue to stare at it, and report to me if there is any change. After Jiang Qingliu finished speaking, he rubbed his temples that were a little painful, and said to Min Chong: "You don't need to eat, go and call Ziming to come over, and eat a little together for dinner." ā€

But after a while, Min Chong and Qin Ziming led two small servants with food into the door. set up the dishes, chopsticks and plates, but listened to Jiang Qingliu's instructions: "Go and get the pot of five elixir." A little guy went down. Min Chong and Qin Ziming looked at each other, it was very strange how Jiang Qingliu, who didn't like to drink except for socializing, could suddenly be so interested.

Even Jiang Qingliu himself couldn't say why he suddenly remembered to drink. He just felt an inexplicable joy and joy flowing and tumbling in his heart, making him want to do something to express it.

When the wine and food are ready, the three of them sit at the table, looking at the sweet and sour lotus root diced in front of them, pouring the tiger tail, crispy pigeon breast, sour bamboo shoots and fish head soup, Yangzhou lion head, osmanthus white fruit soup, the color is bright, the fragrance is tangy, and it is appetizing. Jiang Qingliu first took the chopsticks and tasted them, and Min Chong and Qin Ziming also moved the chopsticks. After eating for a while, Qin Ziming couldn't help it after all, and asked, "Childe, what are you happy about today?" ā€

Jiang Qingliu was stunned for a moment when he heard him ask, and said, "Huh? How do you ask that? ā€

"I see you've been laughing while you're eating, and you've poured yourself half a jug of wine!" Qin Ziming's eyes lingered between Jiang Qingliu's smile that hung on the corner of his lips and the wine jug that was almost empty.

Jiang Qingliu subconsciously lowered his face, put down the wine glass that had touched his lips, coughed lightly, and said lightly: "Well, it's a bit much, so don't drink it." ā€

Oh, I didn't mean that, I wanted to ask why you were so happy, you laughed for so long, it was like the sun came out in the west! But Qin Ziming didn't have the courage to ask these words anyway, so he had to hold it in his heart and wonder. He drank a bowl of fish soup depressedly, only to feel sour and delicious, without any fishy smell, and the slightest spicy taste was extremely appetizing, and he couldn't help but praise: "Aunt Wang's pickled sour bamboo shoots taste really good, I can pick up three bowls of rice just with this fish soup." ā€

Jiang Qingliu was also drinking fish soup in small sips, and when he heard what he said, he felt very pleasing to him, so he said to the little servant who was standing aside and serving: "Go, bring three bowls of rice to Steward Qin, so that he can eat with fish soup." ā€

Min Chong on the side almost squirted out a mouthful of food in his mouth when he heard this, coughed a few times, and finally swallowed it, looking at Qin Ziming's stunned expression on the other side, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Gong, Gongzi..."Qin Ziming didn't understand why he provoked Jiang Qingliu and wanted to punish himself like this.

Jiang Qingliu looked at his deflated expression, and felt both funny and a little pitiful, forget it, he was also busy for a long time today, so he won't embarrass him. "Well, if you can't eat it, just eat two bowls." Seeing that Qin Ziming was still bitter, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head and said, "That bowl is fine." ā€

Qin Ziming was like being amnestied, and he picked up the bowl of rice handed by the little servant and really finished the fish soup. At noon, he held the mind of eating and drinking for nothing in the Guanyu Pavilion, and he ate all the stomachs back, and now let him eat two bowls of rice, he really can't do it!

After the meal, Jiang Qingliu asked people to prepare a hot bath. Unlike the chilling feeling brought by the lake water, which is still a little cool during the day, Jiang Qingliu, who was slightly drunk after drinking, sat in the bathtub and relaxed completely. His mind began to be a little confused, but there was a figure that gradually became clear, and the familiar face with a sweet smile slowly approached him... Jiang Qingliu clutched his chest, which was beating slightly fast, and a smile slowly overflowed from his lips. It turned out that he was really different to her. Just the reason?

Was it her decisiveness and bravery when she disguised herself as a man?

Is it her meticulous and thoughtful way of taking care of her daily life?

Is it her ingenuity in all the details?

Is it the gentleness and thoughtfulness that she will only show when facing her younger siblings?

Was it the cunning wisdom she was when she induced herself to buy a house?

Or is she always smiling as bright as spring?

Or is it a tasty meal that always gets him a little more?

There is no reason for the origin of love. It's just that he can't help but feel a little distressed at the moment, he has no experience in this area, and even the sage book can't help him. Although he also has friends who mingle in the flowers, how can they understand that he treats Wang Hibiscus with sincerity? Jiang Qingliu only felt a slight pain in his head, and he didn't feel self-deprecating, he didn't expect that he would be so trapped by love. He put the wringed towel on his forehead and covered his eyes, and the cooling touch lifted his spirits.

His mind gradually settled, and he only let the faint but clear joy in his chest roll wildly, melting his heart and softening his expression.

Guangzhou, Jiali Wharf, Caobang Dock.

A man in a gray short taxi jumped out of the carriage and greeted a middle-aged man dressed as a man with a goatee and a square scarf who greeted him: "The boat is ready, the top is urgent, it is best to load the ship and set off today." ā€

"Well, it's all right, your goods are ready, right?" The middle-aged humane.

"Don't worry, it's all prepared according to the list, you can't go wrong!" The man patted his chest and said confidently.

"Then come with me." The middle-aged man led the man and the truck to the dock.

There was also a three-masted sand ship parked in the dock, and a lean old man was around the ship to check if it had been repaired.

"Old man Jia, has this ship been repaired?" The middle-aged man asked at the old man below.

When the old man heard the voice, he waved his hand at the middle-aged man, pointed to his ear again, and said loudly: "Steward Qian, you wait for me to go up, I can't hear it very clearly here!" ā€

The man frowned and said, "Where did this person come from, Master Yin?" ā€

"Hey, two days ago, Master Yin was seriously ill and couldn't even get off the ground, but we still have two ships that haven't been overhauled, and I'm so anxious. Master Yin recommended this old man Jia to me, saying that it was also an ancestral craft, so I asked him to help. The middle-aged man explained.

The man nodded: "Since it was introduced by Master Yin, presumably the craftsmanship is acceptable." ā€

As he spoke, the old man had already climbed up, rubbed his hands and walked to the two of them, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter with the money manager calling me?" ā€

The middle-aged man asked, "Are you optimistic about those ships, are they all right?" ā€

Old man Jia immediately nodded: "I have carefully inspected and repaired the three ships you asked me to repair, and there will definitely be no problem." He pointed to the ship in the dock, "This one was repaired by Master Yin before, and I only took a look at it, but there should be no problem." ā€

"Since Master Yin repaired it himself, I don't think there will be any mistakes." The man said, "Brother Qian, without further ado, let's load the goods early, there are still several batches to be shipped over." ā€

The middle-aged man nodded, sent the old man Najia to rest, and led the other brothers to load the goods with the man.

When the old man saw that the task was completed and he had nothing to do, he happily went to the account office to pay his wages, made some wine, bought some braised vegetables, and found a corner to eat with relish. It was not until nightfall, when it was confirmed that the loaded ships had sailed out of the dock, that he walked slowly home. It's just that on the way, I met a person who was in a hurry, hit him, and almost fell. He shouted bad luck, patted his chest, seemed to notice the difference, smiled slightly, and whispered to himself: "The old boy's task is completed!" ā€