2. Snowflake silver

Miao Fan's eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, his eyes fixed on the tips of his fingers, and said, "Little monk Miao Fan." ”

Lao Zhang saw that Miss Huang stopped and seemed to want to talk to Miao Fan, for fear that the matter of making a fortune from the dead would be revealed, so he hurriedly ran over, sideways to block Miao Fan, and flattered with a smile: "He is a little monk from the nearby Golden Pavilion Temple, and the villain invited him to come over and preach for a group of prisoners to influence people's hearts." ”

"I see." Miss Huang also followed his example, clasped her hands together and bowed slightly, "My Buddha is compassionate." ”

As soon as Miao Fan opened his mouth, Lao Zhang urged beside him: "Miss Huang, please come in, Ling ...... The old gentleman has been waiting for a long time. He secretly gave Miao Fan a look, intending to warn him not to do much.

Miao Fanben also had no intention of getting involved in other people's affairs, nodded and turned around and left, and Miss Huang also followed Lao Zhang's guidance into the yasher. Lao Zhang eagerly wanted to follow the door, but when the maid entered, she casually closed the door, almost knocking Lao Zhang's nose off.

Lao Zhang rubbed his nose, stupid. The official at the gate was already full of suspicion, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly inquired: "Zhang Tou'er, that young lady surnamed Huang ......"

Without waiting to finish asking, Lao Zhang slapped this bastard boy on the head: "What are you asking?" Is that something you can ask? Go, what are you going to do, ask one more word and I'll burn your mouth with a iron! ”

Lao Zhang walked around the yard, his heart was like a cat tickling, and he wanted to fly to the window of the yasha to listen to the corner, but he was afraid of angering others Miss Huang. After fidgeting for a while, he suddenly patted his head before he remembered: "Look at my elm pimple!" What are you doing here, hurry up and ask Li Gongzi to come over! ”

said that it was too late, and as soon as the words fell, Lao Zhang had already run away from the city, and he did not forget to turn around and tell his subordinates to serve Miss Huang carefully.

The tiger is not at home, the monkey is the overlord, and as soon as Lao Zhang leaves, the officials will be much more casual, and three or five gather together to inquire about Miss Huang's origins.

"I haven't heard of any big family in the city whose surname is Huang? Where did this Miss Huang come from? ”

"It's definitely not small. If you look at the appearance of the pug, you almost offered others as ancestors. ”

"Hehe, if you want me to say that Miss Huang is so beautiful, I would be happy to serve her as an aunt and grandmother if I replaced me......"

"Go, go! It's not promising, you don't pee and take pictures, what kind of virtue are you, why do other people take a fancy to you. ”

“……”

After chewing for a long time, one of the officials said, "Huh? A few days ago, a few convicts were detained from Yongzhou Prefecture, saying that they were going to be sent to Beijing to be handed over to the Criminal Department for trial, and that they would be detained with us for the time being, waiting for someone from Beijing to interrogate them. I remember one of them, but his surname is Huang, it seems that he is still a big official. ”

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There is a row of low earthen houses in the courtyard of the Jianing County Jail. This used to be the prisoner's quarters, but later the fire burned down most of them, and after the walls were re-fenced, they were no longer used as a dormitory, but they were only used as a temporary resting house for the officials on duty, and no one lived in it permanently. The doors and windows of these houses were tightly closed, and the slightest wind could not penetrate them, and most of them contained only a few old benches, and then small bamboo beds hung with yellowed coarse cloth tents, and the mud walls were blackened, and three inches of oil could be removed by a fingernail scrape.

At this moment, Miss Huang was in one of the rooms. She brushed the bench with a handkerchief, Shi Shiran sat down, lifted Erlang's legs, and exposed half of the embroidered shoes under the Luo skirt, hanging loosely on the toes, dangling without a match. She held her chin high, her eyebrows and eyes smiling, and she pouted at the sallow-faced man on the bamboo bed.

The maid Xiaohe comprehended, took off the purse she was carrying, took out a brown pill the size of a dragon's eye, washed it away with water in a bowl, stirred it with her fingers a few times, and fed it to the man on the bed.

The man was half-conscious, his mouth was half open, it seemed that there was only breath coming out but no breath coming in, his throat was rattling, his tongue was swollen and he couldn't speak. However, Xiaohe wanted to feed the medicine, but he refused, closed his mouth and tilted his head, stubbornly tight, so that the medicine was spilled all over the bed.

Miss Huang cupped her cheeks, blinked her bright smile, and her soft and glutinous voice was sweet and greasy: "Daddy is obedient and obediently took the medicine." If you refuse to take medicine, how can you get better? Don't you want to talk to your daughter? ”

As soon as his eyes flew, Xiaohe comprehended, pinched the man's cheeks with his five fingers, and poured a bowl of medicine down. After taking the medicine, Mr. Huang's eyes rolled and he suddenly fell into a coma.

Xiaohe threw the bowl and shook his wrist: "Really! My wrists are sore, this old guy is not honest! ”

Miss Huang smiled: "No matter how honest you are, won't you be cleaned up?" Be careful, don't choke him to death in too much of a hurry, his life is worth a lot now. ”

Xiaohe is slightly younger than Miss Huang, with a pair of round eyes on her round face and a few small freckles on her cheeks, like a rice ball. She clapped her hands and held her chest proudly: "Don't worry, I won't die, I'll keep my hands intended." Xiaohe looked left and right at no one, and the guy on the bed didn't need to be wary, she ran to Miss Huang, lowered her voice and asked quietly: "Girl, you said we could ...... this time How much? ”

The hand under Xiaohe's sleeve made a movement of twisting the copper plate.

Miss Huang patted her head with a fan, put down her crossed legs, and wrote lightly: "Three years of Qing Governor's Mansion, 100,000 snowflakes of silver." She raised her eyebrows and flaunted wantonly, "How many do you say?" ”

Xiaohe pinched his fingers and almost screamed with joy, but finally covered his mouth tightly so that he didn't overflow.

When someone came to the door, he knocked lightly, like scratching an itch, and he didn't dare to use force, for fear of abruptly abrupt the beauty in the room.

"Miss Huang, under Li Chengyuan. Miss Huang? ”

Miss Huang frowned, not wanting to deal with it. Xiaohe sighed, went over to pull her sleeve, and deliberately raised her voice and said, "Miss, Gongzi Li is here, don't cry." ”

Li Chengyuan is the son of the county, and since he met Miss Huang, who was bent on saving his father, at the gate of the county government a few days ago, he was shocked and fell in love at first sight. Lord Huang used to be the prefect of Yongzhou, and he was impeached by the emperor before he was imprisoned for questioning, but the state government could not try him, and he had to be sent to Beijing for personal trial by the Criminal Department. Anyway, he is also an official of the imperial court, and it is not okay to die on the way, and there is no telling how many people will be implicated. Miss Huang came when she heard the news, firstly, she was concerned about her father's condition, and secondly, she wanted to go to the capital to carry out activities and make dots around. As long as there is a person in charge of affairs above, and he says a few kind words in front of the saint, maybe this person will come out of prison, and maybe he will be promoted in the future.

The father and son of the county magistrate are well versed in this, and they have also heard that Lord Huang is a protégé of the prime minister, and he has a lot to do with Beijing, far from being comparable to him and other poor and remote Jiupin sesame petty officials, so he has always regarded Miss Huang as a guest, and his son Li Chengyuan also took the opportunity to be courteous. As the saying goes, there are three catties of nails in a broken ship, Lord Huang's mansion now looks much worse than before, but there is always a family background, and how the future will be unknown is still unknown, and it is not impossible to turn over in one fell swoop.

"Childe, please come in."

Li Chengyuan waited nervously at the door, and when he heard Miss Huang's voice, he carefully pushed the door in, and saw her kneeling at the head of the bed, her shoulders undulating, and she seemed to be crying quite sadly.

Li Chengyuan walked over and bent over, and called softly, "Miss Huang......"

When Miss Huang heard the sound, she wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and turned back to look like a pear blossom with rain, her eyes were as red as rabbits, which really made people see that the iron bones had to turn into tenderness. She quickly stood up and blessed Li Chengyuan: "The slave family is rude, don't blame the son." ”

"Don't blame it...... don't blame" Li Chengyuan couldn't even straighten his tongue when he saw the beauty, and said incoherently, "You don't cry, don't cry, beware of crying and breaking your body, I don't know how many people will feel distressed...... At least I can't see Miss cry...... I—I'm abrupt, that...... What happened to Ling Zun's illness? ”

Finally getting to the point, Miss Huang glanced at the unconscious Lord Huang, shook her head and said: "My father has suffered a great disaster, he is physically and mentally exhausted, and this disease is menacing, I am afraid that he will have to raise him for a long time." This place is far away from Beijing, if my father can't bear to run around, in case there is a good ......" said that the last thing was already choked, and Miss Huang sobbed in a low voice.

Li Chengyuan hurriedly relieved: "Miss don't worry, I will send a few servants and maids to serve when I go back next time, and then ask the best doctor in the city to consult and get medicine, and stay here for twelve hours until he regulates his old man's body." "The determination has been expressed at this point, and there is no reason why Miss Huang should not be moved, maybe Fang Xin secretly agreed. Li Chengyuan thought so in his heart, but he didn't expect the other party to appreciate it.

"The son's kindness is good enough to get it, but it's just ......" Miss Huang was worried, "My father has suffered this prison in vain, and someone in the court must have stumbled behind his back, and he is sick at this time, and those people wish he could go." They must have been interspersed with their eyes and ears nearby, or they were asking around about the situation. Although the child's intentions are good, but such a big fanfare will inevitably fall into the hands of people, it is better to be like now, the father is here to recuperate, and the slave family comes to deliver the soup every day, and there is no need for anyone else to serve, so as not to come to someone who does not know the roots, but something bad. Li Gongzi, what do you say? ”

Speaking of this, Li Chengyuan only felt that she was smart and knowledgeable, and she was very thoughtful, where would she say a word: "What Miss said is extremely true!" ”

Miss Huang smiled, this situation can only be reluctantly done, even so Li Chengyuan already felt that it was a heavenly immortal, and he was fascinated by it, and the beauty called him several times before he came back to his senses.

"Ah...... Oh, what does Mademoiselle command? ”

Miss Huang took out a handover from her sleeve and asked Xiaohe to hand it over to Li Chengyuan, and at the same time said, "The slave family has something to worry about the son." ”

"The slave family went to Beijing to make money up and down, but now it is different from the past, and it is inconvenient for the slave family to come forward to exchange money. Half of the silver was brought to Beijing by the slave family, and the other half was asked to be kept by this person, if anything happened to the father, the money was the slave's reliance for the rest of his life. I wonder if Li Gongzi is willing to help the slave family? The slave family has no one to rely on here, so they can only rely on you, Gongzi. ”

Li Chengyuan took a look at the handover, his eyes were bright and surprised, and he agreed repeatedly: "I am willing to serve the young lady as a dog and horse, but by dispatch!" ”

A large amount of 100,000 taels was handed over, and half of the money was deposited with him first, who didn't agree to such a good thing when his brain was broken!

Li Chengyuan felt that such a good thing as double harvest was about to befall him.