After putting on the incense, Han Jiang walked out.

The shadow is right outside the door.

Ying said: "The entire yard has been checked, I led someone to check the backyard, and there is no one hiding." ”

"Yes."

Han Jiang nodded, took a step back into the house, and took out the paper that Han Si gave him through the ever-bright lamp in the ancestral hall, he read the content again, and then reached out and handed it to Ying: "You sisters, you are free." ”

This is a contract, and there are no slaves in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Cai Youying was rescued by the Han family when he was very young, and signed a contract when he was six years old.

Ten years long contract, as the Han Mansion medical girl was cultivated, if there is no renewal of the contract, the two sisters will be free.

At present, both sisters are nineteen years old, and the contract has expired for three years.

Ying took the contract and burned it on the ever-bright lamp, this contract expired for three years, and they knew that they actually had nowhere to go, but they were not qualified to become a domestic servant without a contract like Han Hei.

Ying asked: "Shaojun doesn't plan to renew the contract?" ”

Han Jiang glanced sideways: "A year, not counting food and clothing, the annual pocket money is 300 yuan, I heard that a prefect is only 400 yuan a year, so expensive, I can't afford it." After finishing speaking, Han Jiang smiled.

After finishing speaking, Han Jiang walked out, he was going to find a room to sleep in.

Ying followed behind Han Jiang: "If the master renews the contract, we can charge a little less." ”

"How much can I lose?"

"Minus two hundred."

"It's okay, I can afford two hundred."

"I mean, minus two hundred."

"Got it, two hundred." Han Jiang didn't care about money at all.

Not to mention that he wants to inherit Li Xing's grandfather's estate according to the law, the shops and fields worth tens of millions of yuan, and even have two salt numbers. Even without these, Li Xing would be rich if he wanted to make money.

The domestic servant employment system of the Great Song Dynasty, the highest level, is non-contractual.

People like Han Si.

His family has been a servant of the Han family for several generations, and he is already a member of the Han family. He would not betray without a contract, because he and the Han family are one, sharing honor and disgrace, life and death.

Ying also wanted to, but she knew that as a woman, this kind of family-level treatment was difficult to get.

Han Jiang continued to walk forward, and Ying didn't say anything more, monthly money or something. Ying knew that with Han Jiang's family property, this money was not worth mentioning at all, even if Han Jiang did not have family property, the Han family would give Han Jiang a wealth beyond the imagination of ordinary people, Ying didn't take what she said just now to heart, she knew that Han Jiang didn't take it to heart.

Han Jiang also knew very well in his heart that at this time, he couldn't do without shadow and color.

Because, he is alone here, there is no one who can be trusted in the entire Zhen'an Hou Mansion, and the newly recruited people can't believe it.

This is just the beginning, the beginning of the game of life and death.

Han Jiang didn't dare to draw conclusions about anything, did Li Xing's uncle only want money? Is there anyone in the back?

This future father-in-law is planning to leave a huge power left by Zhen'an Hou.

It's almost dawn, and there may be another hour.

Han Jiang was lying in the deceased Zhen'anhou's study, even if he was in turmoil at this time, but the long-term exhaustion also made him fall asleep quickly.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the house, Han Jiang bounced violently.

He had nightmares.

Dreaming of fire, dreaming of this house surrounded by fire.

Han Jiang woke up, sweating profusely.

Ying sat aside, took out a cloth towel and gently wiped Han Jiang's head.

In Ying's mind, compared to Han Jiang, who is only sixteen years old now, she can see more dangers this year, even if there are no outsiders in this courtyard, as long as Han Jiang lives, she will be in danger.

However, last night's incident made her look at Han Jiang differently.

You need to be ruthless enough when you need to be ruthless to survive.

Especially when Han Jiang threw the white silk to his stepmother, Ying Cai believed that Han Jiang would definitely be able to hold on.

Han Jiang snatched the cloth that Ying slowly wiped his face, quickly wiped a few handfuls, turned over, and looked around in the study.

Although it is the first time to cross, I have also watched Han Jiang's TV series and movies.

There are few dark families in wealthy families of this level, and no one has a little backhand, even if it is a disaster of annihilation, they can keep a little bloodline. Yesterday, I patronized the cabinets, just wanted to find out how much money there was in this house, but I didn't think about whether there was a secret grid.

Zhen Anhou died, and in the period after his death, this house must have been turned over.

So, is there anything hidden, valuable?

For example, letters.

Letters to cronies, to people who have a relationship of life and death.

Han Jiang spoke: "Shadow, is there a dark grid in this room?" ”

Shadow: "I'm not a thief. ”

Han Jiang asked again: "Then what will you do?" ”

"I'm a healer, I know how to use needles. Cai is also a healer, and she is very good at using medicine. ”

Since Ying didn't understand, Han Jiang decided to come by himself.

He found a paperweight and began to tap lightly on all the walls, hoping to hear the sound of a hollow, and where there was a void, there must be a dark grid.

The shadow went up to the beam of the room and checked it, but there was nothing.

It's the same with Han Jiang's side, the wall is not empty.

Han Jiangxin said that the TV series before the crossing were all made up?

Soon, Han Jiang opened all the cabinets in the house and threw all the books on the ground, Han Jiang believed that Zhen Anhou must have a place to store secret items.

Keep flipping.

At this time, Han Yanxuan and Wu Song, who had left the early dynasty, arrived, and they were brought in by Han Si.

When the three of them looked at the appearance in this room, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Han Yanxuan asked, "Brother Jiang'er, what are you looking for?" ”

"Looking for letters and other items, a marquis who can have military power can't have die-hard subordinates, and there will be subordinates who others don't know but really exist, or friends."

When Han Jiang spoke, Ying had already quietly left. Han Si also retreated.

At this time, their level is not even qualified to listen.

After listening to Han Jiang's words, Han Yanxuan said: "This is your brother-in-law, the first time we have met and knelt down, this is the elder of the family, and I will not use it for major events in the future." You're quite talented, but no one really teaches you this ceremony. ”

"Children know their mistakes and will learn."

Han Yanxuan asked, "Stay, or go home?" ”

Han Jiang didn't hesitate for a second, and immediately said, "Go home." ”

"Okay, let's go home."

Han Jiang didn't want to stay in Zhen'an Houfu for a minute, he always felt that he would die at any time.

Or the security of the Korean government.

There are a lot of guards there, and no one dares to mess with them.

Han Yanxuan and Wu Song left first, Han Jiang made some instructions, asked people to invite a martial artist to protect the courtyard, and sealed all the houses and courtyards in this mansion except for a courtyard left for Li Niang, asking the courtyard to guard here.

The fifty old soldiers, Han Jiang asked, they didn't want to go back to the barracks for the time being, and they didn't want to stay in Houfu.

Han Jiang asked Han Si to help arrange it, and first find a farm for them to live in.

Let's talk about these nurses and martial artists invited.

These men are professional thugs, and their daily job is to serve as guards, escort goods to merchants, and make money. Doing money is a professional debt collector.