Chapter 119: Conspiracy
In the final analysis, she is just a girl who has just grown up, relying on her own stubbornness to come to this point little by little, and has surpassed thousands of women in this era. However, when encountering such a difficult predicament, all she wanted to do was find a hug to rely on and cry......
Du Bai showed a trace of thought on his face, quietly approached her two steps, and happened to let her small body shrink under his shadow, and then said half-seriously and half-jokingly, "If you want to cry, I will help you look at the wind, and you won't be discovered by others!" β
"I won't cry!"
Su Wanmiao seemed to be a little embarrassed to laugh, and gently hammered his arm with her hand, but it was softer than a massage, and her white jade-like face was a little crimson, "It's just very disappointing...... What was obviously prepared, but it was intervened by outsiders, and it was all invalidated......"
Before the words fell, a voice was heard: "If I say, maybe it's not over yet?" β
She was stunned and looked at him suspiciously, a little unconvinced.
Du Bai didn't seem to be joking, and stretched out a finger, "Why don't we make a bet?" β
"Bet?" Su Wanmiao muttered, "Bet on what? β
"Bet on whether you can complete the delivery of porcelain in time." He smiled and said, "I bet I can!" β
"The loser promises the winner a request! Well, this condition must be obeyed as long as it does not go against one's own heart. β
Su Wanmiao was puzzled, "But there is only more than half a month left......"
"Time is not necessarily insufficient, things are man-made, what do you say?" Du Bai shook his head slightly and smiled, then stretched out his little thumb, "If you want, let's pull a hook!" β
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Su Wanmiao bit her lip lightly, but in her heart she thought that this matter itself was no different from failure at this point, so it was better to play with Xianggong, no matter how bad it was, it would not be bad.
Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up, a slightly playful appearance, and she stretched out her little finger and gently hooked it, "Then it's decided." β
"Let me think about what you're going to do when you lose...... By the way, you might as well ask Xianggong to write a poem...... No, the ten best poems! β
She leaned against the railing, her calves in the goose-yellow willow skirt swaying back and forth inadvertently, and her eyes seemed to look at him narrowly
If the customers who come and go in the mall on weekdays see this appearance, they will definitely be shocked.
"If I can't finish the task in five days, I can give you a hundred poems." Du Bai was a little funny.
"That's too much." Su Wanmiao frowned slightly, as if she was seriously considering it, and then she couldn't help but smile.
The two talked for a while, but it didn't last long. The wind was still a little cool at night, and it was impossible for the two to talk until midnight.
Probably when it was time to say goodnight, the two went back to their rooms to rest.
However, today is different from the heaviness of her mind two days ago, Su Wanmiao felt that her steps were a little brisker, and she couldn't help but smile a little on her lips, and the maid waiting on the side couldn't help but be a little curious when she saw it, "Did Miss encounter anything good today?" β
"Hmm...... Perhaps. β
Su Wanmiao pondered for a while, remembering Du Bai's joke and the gambling contract, she immediately smiled, and couldn't take it seriously, but the warmth in her heart never dissipated.
She gently pushed open the attic window, looked out at the full moon, and breathed lightly, "Tonightβmaybe you can get a good night's sleep." β
A few days ago, she dreamed about some things when she was a child, and dreamed of some bad things, which would make her more and more tired during the day, as if it was a vicious circle.
Pray that today may be different......
And Du Bai, who was separated by a courtyard, did not fall asleep immediately at the moment, and after Ying'er finished serving him and left, he sat back at the desk and began to think about the specific way to complete the gambling contract.
The words he said to Su Wanmiao just now certainly meant to comfort her, but they may not really be impossible to complete, especially when he has many unimaginable means in his hands.
Making porcelain is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say. In the absence of this kind of machine industry, where all work must be done by hand, an ordinary dish may be easier to make, but it takes a lot of effort to complete a fine piece of porcelain.
It is no exaggeration to say that if you want to mass-produce porcelain, it is only possible for a master with many years of experience.
The scrap rate for the average apprentice is too high and too much time wasted.
Du Bai thought about it slowly, and then remembered the matter of the Liu family.
He didn't expect that now that the Liu family had lost the head of the family, the group of dragons and no leader, they would still have the leisure to compete with the Su family, and even had branches everywhere, which was really annoying!
And they want to rob the kiln masters hired by the Su family......
Could it be that there are also some plans?
Du Bai's heart moved slightly, and he already had some ideas.
As before, he set up the paper and then wrote a few ghost runes with righteousness, and after performing the "Mountain Ghost Transformation Method", he flew out of the Su Mansion and flew in the direction of the Liu family.
Ever since he had used this technique, he had become more and more comfortable with it, and it was considered his best technique at the moment.
The situation in Liu's Mansion is very different from when he first came before, without those drunken gold-loving singing and dancing and geisha, it can be obvious that the whole house seems to be much darker when looking down from mid-air, and some of the corners are still hung with white lanterns after the funeral, lit alone, as if telling the ruthless changes of this time.
"It seems that the death of the old man of the Liu family still has a certain blow to the Liu family."
Du Bai looked at it secretly, but suddenly, he noticed something wrong.
In this huge mansion, there is no longer the figure of reading under the moon that makes him particularly eye-catching.
It stands to reason that a person who has a righteous spirit but doesn't know how to hide it should be as bright as a candle in the night, but at this moment it is a little unexpected.
Moreover, up and down the Liu Mansion, not only the faces of those people are pale and lifeless, but there is also a trace of indescribable evil flowing in the air, as if a thin black line invisible to the naked eye is entwined between the lines everywhere, and the spread of dead air can be detected as soon as the eye touches it, which is a bad omen!
I'm afraid there are ghosts at work in the dark!
"The death of this old man of the Liu family seems to be a bit strange."
Du Bai's eyes were slightly solemn, and he was a little cautious.
"It's just that this Liu family is rich and unkind, and their minds are not good, and being haunted by this ghost is retribution!"
He is not so kind, to share the worries and solve the crisis for his enemies, isn't that to make trouble for himself?
Being righteous does not mean that you have to repay grievances with virtue, which is called pedantic. Truth is simply to make oneself clear and not to do evil.
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