As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Yan Ding's casual words can be said to wake up the person in the dream in terms of the voice.

"What did you just say?" Nian Sheng stopped the wave drum in his hand, looked up at Yan Ding and asked. "Poisoned?"

"Huh?" Yan Ding was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "The slave family just said it casually." Fujin you ......"

"No, tell me how you came up with that." The voice interrupted Shiotin's explanation, asking him to tell him his reason. "It's a bit interesting for you to think about this, but speaking of which, there is no one else in front of you. You just have to tell a joke to make our eldest sister happy. ”

Yan Ding promised, but in his heart he thought that Fujin was calculating, how old was the eldest sister, a milk doll who called her may not know the number, a "joke" would be indifferent. "The slave thinks that if it's really an epidemic, or some other symptom, even if it doesn't pass people, it won't be infected by just a few people, right? And listening to the people who came back from outside, it seems that it was those few people at the beginning, and it has been a month now, and it is still those few people. It's just that there is such a thing as Miss Fucha, but I haven't heard of anyone else. ”

Go on. Our eldest sister, I'm still waiting to have some fun. Nian Shengfu shook the wave drum in his hand again, shook the girl in his arms, and asked with a smile, "Isn't it?" Big sister? Isn't it funny what Yan Ding'er said? ”

The eldest sister grabbed the tassel on the handle of the rushing wave drum, and shook the tassel in her hand while laughing, as if it was a tug-of-war, and the two dimples were very cute when she smiled.

Yan Ding was afraid that the eldest sister's little finger would be caught by the tassel, so he squatted down and coaxed her not to pull the tassel. The minion didn't guess this, but he remembered that the slave and a few subordinates were greedy before, and they ate the watermelon that was frozen in the well on dog days, and several people had stomach troubles at night. At that time, it was a symptom, and it suddenly happened, and there were two or three fevers, and there were many people who believed it, and I didn't know that it was malaria. But looking at the whole house, except for a few of us who have eaten the watermelon, the people who have not eaten it are naturally fine, and it is definitely the reason for the watermelon. Because of the suddenness of these words, Yan Ding thought about it decently and wanted to say it clearly, and the two sides worked hard, but who was not very clever, but fortunately, he also said a clear meaning.

Nian Sheng nodded when he heard this, and simply handed the eldest sister into Yan Ding's arms and hugged him, stood up by himself, and beat the waist that was sitting and wanted to stiffen. "Well, that's how you thought of the situation in Fucha Mansion?"

"Slaves are just guessing and not thinking much about it." Yan Ding hugged the eldest sister for the first time, and he was a little busy for a while, but the child who had just seen it was active and tight, and he changed to a person's hug, and it was still uncomfortable to hug, so naturally he couldn't help but stir up and struggle to read.

Niansheng watched Yan Ding toss a few times, and was afraid of falling the child, so he raised his hand to let the nurse who was standing far away come over, and then took the eldest sister from Yan Ding's hand, coaxed, and stuffed a rushing drum into the child's hand before handing it to the nurse. "Take good care of it, don't dare to let her scratch the scabbed pox on her face. In the evening, the doctor came to ask about the peace pulse, and asked the doctor to come to me, and said that I had something to ask. There was pigeon soup in the small kitchen at the back, I let you put a little less salt, you can't eat those tasteless things every day, otherwise how can you have the strength to hug her back and forth every day? My sister is older, so I can feed some porridge and rice, there is nothing wrong with it. Although Niansheng is the first time to be a "mother", she can be at home before, and she is not without taking care of Guan Zhu, plus Mrs. Marhan carefully explained these "trivialities" to her before getting married, so she also did something good.

The nurse thanked Niansheng, hugged the eldest sister and saluted Niansheng, and then retreated to the inner room.

As soon as Nian Sheng raised his hand, Yan Ding naturally handed her hand up and helped her go out.

"Fu Jin, do you want to go to the front account room, or go back to your house?" Yan Ding stood still under the porch with the help of Niansheng, waiting for her command.

"Let's go to the flower room." The voice seemed to be unintentionally commanding. "If it's poisoning, it makes a lot of sense. But why is it poisoned? You can't eat the poison yourself, right? As long as you don't be stupid, who has nothing to do with feeding the poison in your mouth? ”

Yan Ding listened and nodded, "But master, what if you eat it when you don't know?" ”

"That's someone deliberately poisoning. A few subordinates, who have no grudges or hatred, who can poison them? Even if there are some grudges, they are all poisoned, why haven't they been killed? If you keep those who don't die or live, who will you not be able to see? Nian Sheng grew up in a deep house since he was a child, and he understands very well that a person with a death deed is not worth more than an object. On the contrary, if you do something that makes the master unhappy, such as accidentally breaking an object that the master likes, it will be killed for a while, dragged out at night, and lost in the mass grave, which is just a human life. No one will say more, and the government will not ask any questions.

After thinking about it again, the voice became more and more confused, "Besides, how did this poison people poison her Fucha Yixiu?" It doesn't make sense. ”

Yan Ding gasped, and was speechless for a while, he was somewhat frightened by the words.

"Have you ever asked, are these 'sick' people related to each other? Or is there any kind of close relationship? Isn't it because they have any 'secrets' in common? Nian Sheng felt as if he was very close to the answer, but through some fog, the ideas in his head were always untrue.

"Lord, it's not easy to get to know those in a hurry. As for the ones you asked, the minions didn't think of them at all. But since you mentioned it, the minions sent them to inquire in this way. There is always a ventilated wall that can make us listen to a little faith, right? Yan Ding felt that Niansheng's brain was spinning too fast, and he couldn't keep up with her thoughts.

Nian Sheng nodded, "Let them ask carefully, don't miss the slightest letter, even if it's a little gossip." ”

"Huh." Shiotin agreed.

As he spoke, the master and servant walked to the door of a wooden fence closest to the flower house.

"Master, it's a little pickled here, don't go inside. If you have anything you want to say to Sister Hangtoad, the slave will go in for you and pass on a word. "Through the fence gate, you can smell the manure inside.

Nian Sheng frowned, "Why is there still manure?" ”

"Master, this place, that's what does this work, and the time and solar terms are for the flowers, and as for the cooking ......of this fertilizer," said Yanding, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

Nian Sheng was not as squeamish as he imagined, and after looking inside, and after confirming that the rooms where the toads and the others were living were those rooms, he ordered Yanding, "Open the door." ”

Yinxiang accompanied Yinzhen's cold face, ate a tasteless lunch, didn't fill his stomach, put down the dishes and chopsticks, only said that the ministry was busy with errands, and fled back to his workshop.

Hailiang knew that his master was not full, so he hurriedly rested after noon, so he sent someone to pour two plates of dim sum from Ah Ge's place, re-brewed a pot of strong tea, and sent it to Yinxiang.

"You're going to stutter." Yinxiang knew that Hailiang was coming in, and he didn't put down the note in his hand, and said without raising his head.

Hailiang smiled and put down the strip on the high table on the side, and put the dim sum on the cloth. "Fu Jin also said that the slave is the worm in the belly of Lord Belle, so where is the worm who doesn't know the reason for the famine in the master's belly? In fact, you don't have to care too much about the fourth master's face, for many years, he hasn't always been like this. The name of the cold noodle prince is not given for nothing, is it? We're not staying at Brother's place anymore, and you don't know how hard it will take to get this idea out. ”

"Phew!" Yinxiang put down the notebook in his hand and took a sip before speaking. "At this time, you are talking in a set, and when the fourth brother comes in, who is the one who is smeared with oil on the soles of his feet and called a fast? I can't even see the shadows! ”

Hailiang bowed down and invited Yinxiang to drink tea and eat snacks a few days ago, "Master, you still move your body, come here." Wait a minute, if you are annoyed and scold the slave twice, if you have tea and soup again, and the dim sum residue is contaminated with the scum, I am afraid that the fourth master will know that he is going to peel off the skin of the slave. ”

"It's long overdue to skin your dog at home for a mattress!" Yinxiang took a bite of the snack angrily, "Do you think it's dirty, he won't scold the master?" ”

"So, master, let's be careful." Hai Liang saw that he was in a hurry to eat, and hurriedly handed him tea.

In the end, he still didn't catch up, so Yinxiang choked, and he couldn't stand up when he coughed, so frightened that Hailiang slapped him on the back.

"Ahem, ahem!" Yinxiang easily took a breath, so he hurriedly shouted to stop, "Okay, okay!" I didn't cough up anything, but I let you shoot internal injuries! ”

"That can't, that can't, the minion slows down." Hailiang said that he changed the shot to a pinch to give Yinxiang a good breath.

"But then again, what the hell did you put out the news. It's only been one morning, not only does everyone know it, but they can also ......." Yinxiang thought about the words that Yinzhen learned to himself, and he was a little speechless for a while. "How many flowers can be delivered?"

"Master, you really don't know this. The so-called rooster and dog thief have their own way. Slaves naturally have the way of slaves. "Hailiang mentioned this, he couldn't help but be a little proud." Master, you just say, isn't this a beautiful thing? ”

"There's nothing wrong with saying it. It's just a little too much, and now I don't know how to end it. Yinxiang said with a wry smile.

Hai Liang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sly smile, "Master, ten taels of silver, the slave will give you a good plan." ”