Chapter 12

The middle-aged man stroked his long beard, and looked He Jinghui up and down with deep eyes, and then said slowly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Little brother, I see that you are young and your speech is quite disciplined, you should study hard and have a good job, instead of being a plaything in this kind of fireworks land." ”

Lin Wanghu on the side hurriedly said: "My brother doesn't like to come to this kind of fireworks place, his ideal is to study hard like his father to make a name for himself, we heard that this Oiran girl has a poor background so I want to help, I don't want such a good girl to fall into the hands of the tiger werewolf." ”

Lin Wanghu left He Jinghui clean, firstly, he felt that He Jinghui already had a heart, and secondly, it was also to leave him and his goddess Jingjing clean.

The middle-aged man nodded: "You are the son of the county Cheng family." ”

He Jinghui replied humbly: "My father is He Zaixu, the county minister. ”

The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, didn't stop for the moment, got up and left, and the entourage behind him also walked away quickly.

The chaotic Drunken Immortal Pavilion finally quieted down, only to hear a flutter, Jingjing fell to the ground in response, everyone immediately surrounded her, and the maid held her head and called anxiously, "Miss Jingjing, wake up!" ”

Take off the veil, a miserable white and beautiful face.

The old bustard hurriedly asked people to invite Langzhong. Lin Wanghu was also amazed by this peerless beauty, even if his face was pale and his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes hung down like a small fan, such a woman was really pitiful to me, and Lin Wanghu was even more determined to redeem Jingjing.

Lang Zhong came to look at it and asked, shook his head and said, "Does this Jingjing girl have frequent diarrhea, and it has not stopped." ”

The old bustard nodded and said: "This girl is in good health, I don't know what's wrong these days, I've been having diarrhea, you said I worked hard to raise her, and she will be able to come out to pick up customers immediately, why is she sick and dying every day." The old bustard was naturally worried that he would not be able to make money for himself after spending so much effort to raise the Oiran.

Lang Zhong seemed to confirm something, so he nodded and said: "This girl must have been taking castor oil in recent days, at first it was just a symptom of diarrhea, and now the poisoning has been deep, and there is no life for three months. ”

This is like a bolt from the blue for the old bustard, this is his own cash cow, this sick may die, and if he can't die, he will always be like this, isn't this bad luck, and now everyone knows the current state of this Oiran's body, who wants to be exposed to this bad luck.

Lin Wanghu looked at the dying Jingjing and was even more distressed, He Jinghui secretly complained to himself, that day he felt that the girl Jingjing was wrong, if he could guide her to save her earlier, how good it would be, this girl would not have been unable to think of making herself like this, and now the plan is to take her out of this place quickly.

Seeing that the old bustard must be in a mess now, he discussed with the old bustard: "Since this Jingjing can't pick up customers in the future, Aunt Chen, you don't need to keep a waste, it's better to sell her to my brother at the price of two thousand taels just now, you will have a lot less trouble!" ”

The old bustard was worried, and if he couldn't make money, he might have to put up a coffin money, so he naturally agreed very happily: "My daughter who has worked hard to raise her is cheap for yours!" "A face that makes cheap money and sells well.

Lin Wanghu put two hundred taels of silver and said, "Master, I didn't bring so much cash today, I'll send the rest in three days!" ”

He Jinghui saw Lin Wanghu take out the money, and figured it out, at first Lin Wanghu was not afraid that he would become a competitor because he didn't have the money to sign up for himself, although he was a little sad, but he could also understand that brothers are like siblings and women are like clothes, those are polite words, if anyone really touches my clothes, I will cut off his siblings, and brothers can't love each other for a lifetime, if he robs his own thoughts, he can also give up this life, really, he really misses it.

The old bustard was afraid that Lin Wanghu would regret it, so he quickly asked him to write down the IOU, and only after everything was in order did he let them take people away.

Lin Wanghu picked up Jingjing, carried her to the carriage, gently kissed her on the cheek, and whispered, "It's okay, it's safe." It was the first time he had seen such a tender Lin Wanghu and He Jinghui, and he believed that such a vulgar word of love at first sight was real.

They got into the carriage, the amount of information about what they experienced tonight was too much, Lin Wanghu owed the old bustard 1,800 taels, which was less than expected, but it was also a huge amount of money, Lin Wanghu had already woken up most of the wine at this time, looking at the tender eyes of Jingjing who was dying in his arms, he said to He Jinghui in a deep voice: "Lao He, I will first place Jingjing in another courtyard, the courtyard has been empty, and then we will find a way to raise money, good brothers all rely on you!" ”

He Jinghui said, "Don't worry, Wanghu, you will not hesitate to go to the soup." This is also his promise to Jingjing, that day under the moonlight he promised her to take her out of the sea of suffering, although this Lin Wanghu is more exaggerated, but these days of contact, his nature is still very pure, even if he is a little clever but can not hide the shining point of his nature, as long as he can be good to Jingjing, he will rest assured.

Arrived at the remote courtyard, near the back mountain where He Jinghui went to climb, the courtyard has not been lived in for a long time, there are a lot of Gesang flowers planted in the white fence, like a smart elf in the moonlight, the house is very clean, it seems that someone will be sent to clean it from time to time, and carry Jingjing to the carved bed, and Lang Zhong who invited her immediately took the pulse and prescribed a lot of precious medicinal materials, Lin Wanghu doesn't care about the price at the moment, as long as he can save people.

In the second half of the night, Jingjing, who was in a daze, opened her eyes, her dexterous eyes were smart even if she was weak, she whispered to drink water, Lin Wanghu had fallen asleep on the side of the bed because he had drunk too much, He Jinghui hurriedly poured water for her, and fed her to drink.

Jingjing's eyes looked at her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Thank you, Childe, for saving me." She didn't expect someone to take her out of the sea of suffering, she just hoped to die without injuring others, but she didn't want this son to really do what he said.

He Jinghui just wanted to explain to her that it was actually Lin Wanghu who paid for her, but before he could say it, Jingjing's body was too weak and he had fallen asleep again in his arms.

He Jinghui gently put her down and covered her with the quilt, and Lin Wanghu didn't wake up until dawn, Jingjing was still asleep.

After Lin Wanghu woke up, he first took a good look at Jingjing, and after a long time, he sighed with satisfaction, turned his head, and said the first thing he said to He Jinghui was. "I said Lao He, you have to accompany me back to get money, otherwise you won't be able to get Jingjing's deed of sale."

He Jinghui nodded and said, "Do you have any plans?" ”

Lin Wanghu frowned and said: "You go back to the house with me, every day at noon, my bookkeeper will have lunch at this time, I will bring some good wine and food to find him, you go to steal the silver ticket, let's get the silver ticket and hurry to the Drunken Immortal Building to redeem Jingjing." ”

He Jinghui shook his head and said: "One thousand eight hundred taels is not a small amount, as soon as you take away Mr. Accounts, you will find out quickly, as soon as you report to the official, maybe we have been arrested before we arrived at the Drunken Immortal Building, Jingjing is so weak now, who will take care of her." ”

Lin Wanghu stomped his feet anxiously, he really didn't have any good plans at this moment, he asked He Jinghui: "Lao He, you have the most ghost ideas, what do you say?" ”