Chapter Eighty-Six: Détente

The person sent to check Yang Shui soon came with news.

Xiao Jian lightly clasped the table, pondering and silent.

"Master, that Yang harvest is really not simple," Xiao Hu said:

"It has something to do with several royal families on the side of Jiankang City, a northland merchant can do business in our Daqi unhindered, rich and rival the country, is he a member of the official family?"

Xiao Jian didn't think that Yang Shu was Xiao Baojuan's person, because he had a lot of intersections with the lord of the mansion here.

As far as he knew, although Lord Fujun was clearly loyal to the current imperial court, he was an old friend of Chen Xianda Chen in Pengcheng, and he had close contacts secretly.

And that Lord Chen has been trying to rebel recently, and even tried every possible way to find the descendants of the Xiao family who are on the run.

Regarding this Lord Chen's intentional overtures and support, Xiao Jian has not made a decision and is still under consideration.

"Everything can't be concluded, no matter what, it's not easy for Yang to collect his people, and you need to send someone to pay attention to it."

Xiao Jian commanded.

Xiao Hu said yes tightly.

Then as if remembering something, he smiled:

"Although this Yang Shui has hands and eyes, he has also been deflated recently. First, he was rejected by the owner of the Jiang Mansion in the Snow Building, and because the news of the batch of expensive spices in hand was revealed, he encountered three robbers, and was chased and intercepted by the merchants of Linjun......"

"Tut-tut, I heard that his spices were originally sold to Lord Fujun who was urgently needed, but he pretended to be Xuan Xuan and kept delaying, wanting to raise the price to sell them. Who knew that after such a toss, he had to take the initiative to hand over this hot potato to the hands of Fu Jun. ”

"I don't know which master he offended, kill his sharpness, don't think that a few stinky money can be wild in my southland!"

Xiao Hu gloated, Xiao Jian looked a little smiling, and no matter whether Yang Shui was an enemy or a friend, his posture of fighting with others was very graceless.

However, he is good at talking, and he admits that he lost in the fight and fights, and he has never appeared again since then.

Thinking of Wang Yingning, who picked up a wine bowl and ate wine that night, looking like he was eating death and not admitting defeat, Xiao Jian rubbed his forehead for no reason.

"Little Third Son......"

This was the first time that Red Medicine had passed through the secret door and entered the courtyard where Xiao Hu and the others were.

Although she didn't understand why the Manchu family hid two men in such an inconspicuous place, the master had specially explained before, and there were not many words or questions about these two people.

The third son doesn't care what his surname is, who his real identity is, he is an inconspicuous and seemingly small guy in the house.

Today, she came on the orders of her master, and she still has a small food box in her hand.

"Red Medicine Girl, why are you here?"

When Xiao Hu said this, he brought a hint of joy.

"Come in, come in......"

let people in, Xiao Hu didn't know what to say for a while.

"Look at our yard, it's not very beautiful, you ...... Sit casually, sit casually. ”

This courtyard is only inhabited by two big men, Xiao Jian and Xiao Hu's master and servant, and there is no woman responsible for sprinkling and planting, so it is very simple.

Hongyao looked at Xiao Hu scratching his head and cheeks, a little embarrassed. But Hongyao has always been thoughtful and doesn't make fun of him.

"I came to invite the master of my family, and the son inside went to the courtyard to talk about it."

As he spoke, Hongyao walked to a small stone table in the courtyard, opened the food box, and took out four small plates from it.

Lotus cakes, crystal slices roasted white goose, stuffed meat corners, wooden whitebait.

Another small pot of bamboo leaves is green, and a pair of clean tooth bins.

"What is this?"

"My master is waiting on the other side." Red Medicine pointed to the wall.

Xiao Hu also said that it was the young lady of the Manchu family who wanted to invite her master to her courtyard for a while, and she was in a dilemma. After all, in broad daylight, it is not easy for his master to show up at will.

It turns out that the narrative is like this across a wall.

At this moment, I only heard the sound of rustling on the other side of the wall, and a five-inch wall stone fell in response.

Then a pair of dripping eyes looked over there.

It's the eyes of a silly girl.

"This stupid girl, when did you cut a hole in this wall, I didn't even notice it!"

Xiao Hu was surprised and a little afraid.

Hongyao smiled and pursed the corners of her lips slightly.

They all thought that the silly girl was a fool anyway, and they couldn't do anything but eat, drink, and giggle, so they didn't have any precautions against her.

So if the stupid girl wants to do something, it will be more able to hide people's eyes and ears more smoothly.

A few days ago, under the instruction of her master, she squatted there and picked the roots of the wall while playing.

"Don't worry, no one else knows." Red Medicine said.

Xiao Hu touched his nose and looked at the dishes she had brought.

Somewhat surprised.

These are all the master's favorite foods.

In fact, Wang Yingning knows that it is not difficult for Xiao Jian to like food, in his previous life, he was the fast son-in-law of the Manchu family, every time he comes to the door, the Manchu family will inevitably use the strength of the whole family to do what he likes.

For the things he likes to eat, although she lives in a separate courtyard, she has also heard of it.

It was a July morning, and Xiao Jian's yard was monotonous and clean, and a pomegranate tree outside the house had many branches sticking out, a small patch of red, red, green and green.

It also brings a bit of coolness.

Xiao Jian sat at the stone table, looking at the food on the table, and the pair of curious eyes that approached on the other side of the wall.

I was speechless for a while.

Until a clear voice sounded over there.

"The steamed custard cake in the kitchen is ready, you don't want to eat it yet, stupid girl."

The eyes on the wall were gone in an instant.

Then he was speechless for a while.

"Childe, please."

The woman's voice over there couldn't hear joy or sorrow.

Xiao Jian didn't move, but she was also curious about what she was going to do.

"I heard that the young lady has something to talk about." Xiao Jian said quietly.

"I want to thank Childe for his help."

Wang Yingning's voice was light and slow, if he hadn't gotten on the flower boat, I'm afraid the outcome of the win or loss between her and Yang Shui would have been different.

"I thought the young lady would blame me."

After Xiao Jian finished speaking, he didn't hear Wang Yingning's movement for a long time, he thought about it in his heart, and his eyes smiled.

Although he didn't see it, he could imagine that she must have blushed and angry at this time.

Speaking of which, this Wang Yingning was angry, and it wasn't good at all.

But Xiao Jian couldn't help but want to anger her at this time.

She didn't speak, Xiao Jian didn't get annoyed, raised her head, and drank a sip of bamboo leaf green.

Sweet and slightly bitter, clear and mellow.

Looking at these small dishes, Xiao Jian raised his eyebrows.

It may seem simple, but it's all painstakingly cooked.

In particular, whitebait is delicious, but it is not common this season, not only the price is high, but also rare.

He was only separated from her by a wall, and she and the three maids had not had a good time before, and at one point even the rice in the pot was broken.

It's hard for him to know this.

The Manchu family married her, but it was not good to her, not only did she treat her poorly with food and clothing, but the maid only gave her a stupid girl who no one wanted.

Now, she can live a decent life, and she also relies on the treasures she took from Aunt Yao and the second miss of the Manjia family that time.

The money that those babies exchanged for last time should be more of hers......

There has been no speech over there, Xiao Jian is a little remorseful, he shouldn't have mentioned this stubble.

After all, she is young and has a big temperament......

However, I didn't hear the movement of my sleeves and leave, but her voice came again.

"Yesterday on the Dragon and Phoenix Bridge, why did Childe save that child?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Jian didn't react for a while, why did she suddenly ask.

"I know you're the one who saved people." Wang Yingning said again:

"Childe easily doesn't show up, why do you want to save it?"

Xiao Jian didn't know why she insisted on this question, thought about it for a while, and said softly:

"What a child."

He was originally a member of the Xiao family in Lanling, and his heart for the world is innate, brought by blood, and it is also taught by the Xiao family's family motto.

How innocent is the child, what is the innocent child......

Wang Yingning read silently, trembling all over, and clenched her fists.

The reason why she relaxed her attitude today was not just because he helped her when she and Yang Shubi won or lost, but because he saved the child.

"Childe's meaning is that no matter who the person in front of him is, if he is facing life and death, he will save him?"

Xiao Jian thought for a moment and said:

"If you are innocent and weak, you will save yourself."

Innocent and weak, Wang Yingning saw Song'er's thin and thin body, delicate and clean face, and a pair of clear eyes, always hiding fear and well-behaved......

"Okay, I'll trust you......"

In the previous life, the words about Jin Anhou and Man Zhang's eyes seeing Song'er die and not saving each other were told to her by Lu Cao, and what is hidden in this, I am afraid she will never know. But when Man Zhangzhi said that he would be saved, she didn't believe it.

She was willing to write what he said.

This sentence, Wang Yingning's voice was very soft and light.

It's like a gust of wind from the clump of syrup in the corner of the wall, a faint wisp, fleeting.

But Xiao Jian's ears were deaf and clear-sighted, and he just heard it.

Although she didn't understand what she meant, Xiao Jian heard a sense of relief and a certain relaxation.

Xiao Jian took another sip of bamboo leaf green, and there was an exclamation from the maid over there, saying that the quiche was steamed loose and fragrant today.

Immediately after, a small cup of neatly cut crystal clear quiche came out of the hole in the wall.

Xiao Jianwan.

This hole in the wall was not only able to transmit sound, but also used it for this purpose.