Chapter Forty-Seven: The slap in the face is fast and accurate

"Can you embroider it? Don't embroider my clothes when the time comes, I'll ask you to pay a lot of money! ”

Fan Meihua kept saying disgusting words, but she handed her clothes to Ling Xiu'er in her hand, and deliberately glared at her like a fault.

Ling Xiu'er looked left and right of the clothes, checked the embroidery patterns that needed to be changed, and had a few points in her heart, and said, "I'll take it in three days." After speaking, he continued to receive the next customer, and did not take Fan Meihua in his eyes at all.

This greatly hit Fan Meihua's self-esteem. In a small county town, Ling Xiu'er rushed to shake her face. Fan Meihua still wanted to theorize, but there was an endless stream of people who came to modify her clothes, and she was soon squeezed to the back.

Seeing that the cloth village was doing a prosperous business, Fan Meihua's heart felt panicked, as if Ling Xiuer should not become an embroiderer sought after by everyone. She snorted extremely unqualifiedly, and said in her heart: Who is pretending to be high, the rotten goods of the red apricot out of the wall! I don't know what Mrs. Zhang likes about this pretentious woman, she can embroider some gadgets and really think that she flies on the branch and becomes a phoenix, which is a higher level? Phew! Hurry up and forget it, seeing your painful appearance, I'm just enjoying it.

After venting in her heart, Fan Meihua pinched her ugly waist and left.

Ling Xiu'er patiently answered the requests of one customer after another, she was different from the enchanting Su Shi, her answer was like a lily in the mountains, her smile was like an empty mountain after the rain, refreshing and comfortable.

"I'm sorry, we have limited manpower, and it will take a month if you want to repair it all."

Ling Xiuer is holding a long skirt in her hand, and the orchid part of the skirt is fresh and refined, which is a rare good embroiderer.

She carefully stroked the raised orchid embroidery, and somehow remembered Cao Yu who went to the capital, and she didn't know where he was going now, where he was safe, even if he had the attendant Ajiu sent by Zhang Ze by his side, it was still reassuring, and he was worried about Cao Yu's return as soon as possible.

And Cao Yu's side, at this time he was walking with Ah Jiu, although he knew that Ah Jiu was sent to Zhang Ze by the prince, and Zhang Ze sent him to ensure his safety, but after all, he was not a familiar person, and he always had a sense of vigilance, so he was also always vigilant in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and beware of Ah Jiu.

Cao Yu and Ah Jiu rarely talked to each other, at most they just chatted about some inconsequential things, and Ah Jiu would not overstep the rules and ask some things that he shouldn't ask.

Walking to a place, Cao Yu said that he was tired from the journey, and he wanted to rest for a while. Ah Jiu also felt that after walking for so long, he had lost a lot of his physical strength, and it was time to take a rest.

After sitting for a while, Ah Jiu felt the urge to urinate, talked to Cao Yu, and got up to find a place where the grass was full of grass to do something convenient.

Cao Yu sat on a boulder and rested for a while, looking at the scenery in the distance, and he was also worried about Ling Xiu'er, who was waiting for his return at home in the distance, and he missed it very much.

Suddenly, I felt a strange evil wind hitting my back, and the alarm bell sounded in my heart, and I immediately turned around and dodged away.

Sure enough, the evil wind just now came from a masked man who tried to sneak attack from behind, and he was holding an extremely sharp dagger in his hand, and the dagger reflected a cold light in the sunlight, which made people look creepy.

If Cao Yu had reacted sluggishly just now, this sharp dagger must have been inserted into Cao Yu's chest at this time, hitting the heart directly, and Cao Yu might have already ascended to the west and died quietly before Ah Jiu returned.

"Who sent you?" Cao Yu dodged to the side and asked loudly.

However, the masked man didn't want to answer at all, and the dagger in his hand stabbed straight at Cao Yu.

Cao Yu was originally holding a firewood knife, but when he was in a stalemate with the masked man just now, he was picked up by the masked man and thrown aside, and he didn't have a chance to pick it up at this time.

Cao Yu had no way to hide behind him, and the masked man was agile, and he suddenly felt a little desperate, thinking that he had not yet entered the Beijing imperial examination, but he was going to be assassinated halfway.

Suddenly the sound of weapons colliding remembered, accompanied by a painful **, Cao Yu opened his eyes, it turned out that Ah Jiu rushed back, and when he saw the masked man, he knew that someone had sent him to assassinate Cao Yu.

The masked man's arm was broken by Ah Jiu and twisted in a strange posture, and Cao Yu stepped forward and asked, "Who sent you?" ”

The masked man was a loyal man, he gritted his teeth and bit the poison hidden in his teeth, Cao Yu noticed his biting action and wanted to step forward to stop it, but the masked man was one step ahead of him, and when Cao Yu pinched his mouth, the masked man had already been poisoned and died.

Looking at the masked man's bloody hideous face, Cao Yu suddenly thought of something, turned out the masked man's clothes and looked at it, and sure enough, he saw the blood book he sewn on the middle layer of his clothes.

Cao Yu is naturally familiar with this blood book, but he didn't expect that he would send someone to assassinate him.

Looking at the blood book, Cao Yu's face was solemn and he didn't say a word.

Huang Xian Ling was drinking tea in the house at this time, thinking that after today, he could get rid of Cao Yu's big trouble, and he was naturally in a good mood.

However, one of the attendants hurriedly came to report that the assassination had failed, because Zhang Ze had sent an attendant to protect Cao Yu, resulting in the assassin's assassination not succeeding.

When Huang Xianling heard the news, the teacup in his hand slipped to the ground, and the good dragon well splashed everywhere.

He was furious and slammed the table, and the loud noise caught the attendant who came to report unexpected, and his body trembled in fright.

"Zhang Ze, it's you again, it's my good thing! I've been with you all my life! This sentence can be said to have been squeezed out of Huang Xianling's teeth, which shows how angry he is.

Huang Shouren, who was listening silently on the side, suddenly said: "Dad, I have a recommended candidate, and I will definitely kill Cao Yu." ”

When Huang Xianling heard this, he was originally overjoyed, but he thought that none of the assassins he hired at a high price could kill Cao Yu, and how could he kill Cao Yu if he was not as good as the people found by his shrewd son.

Huang Shouren saw that Huang Xianling didn't believe it, and he was also a little anxious, and hurriedly explained: "This person had a holiday with Cao Yu before, and he hated Cao Yu to death in his heart, and wished that Cao Yu would die under his own blade." The best person who kills is naturally the enemy. And this person is waiting outside the door right now, waiting for your permission to come in.

We could have come in and let Daddy test his hatred. ”

Huang Xianling listened to Huang Shouren's explanation, and thought that there was some reason, so he waved his hand and asked his subordinates to bring him in.

When the person arrived, Huang Xianling raised his eyes and saw that this person was Li Feng.