After this farce, everyone felt more or less uncomfortable.

That night's dinner was made by Fan Qingjun, he had good skills, and he fried four vegetarian dishes cracklingly, but unfortunately there was no half drop of oil in it, which made Lu Xun, who had always been meatless and unhappy, frowned, but he didn't say anything.

After eating, the four people were very tired, ready to wash and sleep, and several people who were chopping wood and boiling water took turns to cut for a while, and finally took a bath in a hurry.

Jiang Banxia lives in the east wing, the east wing is next to the cloister hugging the building, the evening wind passes through the hall, hula blows into the house, she finds a water-absorbing cloth to wrap her wet hair, and the whole person leans against the window and stretches her neck to blow the wind.

Although autumn has arrived on the calendar, the weather is still hot and dry, especially after taking a bath, the hot water is steaming, although the body is not sweating, but it is still dry and panicked.

Her state of mind is almost peaceful, an illusion of no desire and no desire.

Jiang Banxia knew very early on that people have two sides, the yin side and the yang side, and what ordinary people show is only the yang side, and the yin side is for themselves.

The surface is the same, the inside is the same, the calmer the water surface, the bigger the wind and waves, in her opinion, this deliberately hidden 'dark side' is the truth in nature.

People who need to look up or even admire are actually no different from others, ugly, jealous, selfish, these are the differences between gods and Buddhas and people.

Thinking of this, Jiang Banxia smiled slightly and peeked at her outside the window: "Have you seen enough?" ”

"Ahem, ahem." Lu Xun got out of the grass, he patted off the weeds on his body and said embarrassedly, "How did you find me?" ”

"When the wind stopped just now, you moved." Jiang Banxia pointed to his ears: "I can still hear this subtle difference." ”

Lu Xun was embarrassed, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and his eyes were glancing around.

"I didn't mean to crouch in the doorway." Lu Xun explained in a chaotic order: "It's just... That is, I want to find you, and I want you to ask about my father. ”

He finally set his eyes on Jiang Banxia's face, and the figure of the other party was half in the darkness and half facing the faint moonlight, faintly, unable to see the expression.

"I said you can't light a lamp, it's dark, and you're not afraid of falling in the shower." After the embarrassment, Lu Xun returned to his previous state of mouth.

"Your father?" Jiang Banxia smiled and said, "He didn't go out on business." ”

"Don't, don't tell me these useless words, you can lie to the little county king with these words, but you can't fool Lu San and me." Lu Xun pursed his lips and said: "It's enough for you to lie to my father before and after people, don't fool me here." ”

"So what?" Jiang Banxia was not annoyed, but asked with an excellent attitude: "So what do you want to know?" ”

"Didn't I say it all? I want to ask you about my father. Lu Xun pulled the hair on his head irritably: "Is your brain broken?" Or are the ears plugged? ”

"There's a lot going on, how do I know which one you want to ask."

Lu Xun immediately showed a shocked expression: "Apart from this matter, what else are you hiding from me!" ”

He leaned in suddenly, reaching out to pull Jiang Banxia's neckline.

Where would Jiang Banxia let him get close, a sideways way, Lu Xun, who was too strong, fell into the house along the window, and the evening breeze passing through the hall carried the sweet fragrance of early autumn osmanthus flowers, his eyes were dark, and then he looked up to the embroidered shoes on Jiang Banxia's feet.

In the next second, the foot in the embroidered shoes stepped on his face mercilessly.

"Mmmm 19th Floor Literature

Lu Xun was trampled on, he looked at Jiang Banxia in a daze, bent down and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "Don't ask about your father's affairs, if you don't want to die." ”

"Hmm... What?" Lu Xun struggled to shout this sentence,

Her tone was cold: "If you knew why, would you still be alive now?" ”

No one can stop what Emperor Qingwen wants to do, whether it is her, Cao Yu or Lu Cheng, for the sake of Lu Cheng's care of her, Jiang Banxia privately wants to keep Lu Xun.

She was silent in place, and after a long time, she slowly gathered her feet.

"If you believe me, don't go back to Kyoto from now on."

Why? Why? Lu Xun's heart was full of why, he didn't understand or know, what was his father going to do?

It was as if a big conspiracy was in front of him, and the answer to the puzzle was within reach, but he just couldn't touch the truth.

It's like this man in front of me, oh no, it's supposed to be a woman.

He looked at Jiang Banxia, there was no unusual color in his eyes, it seemed that she should be like this, high up, wise and calm to the point of maddening.

"Let's go back." Jiang Banxia stretched out her hand to pull Lu Xun up, she didn't say anything more, everything was calm like the eve of an approaching storm.

*

In the autumn of the twentieth year of Qingwen, the mining rights dispute that had plagued the Jiangnan area for a long time finally came to an end.

Jinyiwei is different from other armies, in its system there is real power to have the right to speak, don't look at Jiang Banxia is just a small hundred households, but the commander is very capable, and there is a posture of words and deeds, she took advantage of the rights and convenience given by Emperor Qingwen to vigorously begin to take charge of mining rights in several guards in the Jiangnan region.

In fact, the process was not vigorous, and it could even be said that there was no movement, and I don't know what method she used, those who occupied the mine and the local magnates stopped one after another, and the high-ranking and powerful took the lead in removing all the manpower from the mine in a few days, and even took the initiative to tell the winter mash to let them take back the mine, and the process of receiving also sent a lot of mine slaves suitable for coolies.

This act was silent, but it was indeed like thunder in the eyes of Winter Mash.

With those high-status people sending the mine over, the rest of the minions naturally needless to say, and even in less than half a month, the mines in the mine except for the official mine were almost sent.

In fact, these low-level minions are the real ones with clear ears and eyes, and they can spread dozens of miles at all.

"So, what kind of method did this Lord Jiang use?"

Dong Mo asked, and the henchman who was sitting opposite him who was in charge of investigating the matter looked left and right, as if he was afraid of something, and then whispered: "There is a hundred households in Yecheng, and a few days ago it was found that a family of more than 30 people, large and small, together with the family's servants and long-term workers, hanged themselves in the mansion, and there were no living people when they went to see it, and there was a letter of fear of the 100 families who fornicated with the Japanese in the main hall, and after comparing the handwriting, it was written by himself."

The confidant shook his head and said, "Although no one knows what this has to do with it, that hundred households have the largest copper mine in Yecheng, and now that I think about it, it was within three days after Jiang Ye left Yecheng."

Just by listening to the oral account, Dong Mo could imagine the scene of the man's whole family being forced to hang himself, and at the same time, Jiang Banxia's face with slightly misty eyes when he smiled and was humble and gentle also appeared in his mind.

Xu is autumn is cool, the cold wind blows through his neck, and he shiveres for no reason.

The cruelty of the means is unheard of.

This was also the first time he had a deep understanding of Jiang Banxia, so that when he heard about her later, his mind was full of her smile when he drank in the barracks in the summer of Qingwen's twentieth year.

Gentle and courteous and humble.