When he left, Dr. Sun was reluctant to follow, saying that the pharmacy could not leave him.

In the carriage, Jiang Lingran sneered silently and called "Uncle Wen" in a low voice.

Uncle Wen understood, glanced at this grandson, the cold knife came out of the sheath, and with a slash in the air, a piece of clothing on Dr. Sun's shoulders was missing.

With the knife in the sheath, Uncle Wen jumped into the carriage by himself, looked ahead and said, "If you go, you will live, if you don't go, you will die, you decide!" ”

When did Dr. Sun see such a scene, he was so frightened that his feet were weak, and he nodded tremblingly and said, "Go, go, I'll go." ”

Uncle Wen vacated half of the position beside him.

As soon as the carriage left the pharmacy, a little medicine boy went to report in the direction of Jiang's house.

The east gate goes out of the city, the carriage goes all the way to the east, and after only a few miles, the sky is as dark as ink, and the snow-white four fields are clearly distinguished, empty and cold.

There was snow on the road, and the horse's hooves were slippery from time to time, and Jiang Lingran couldn't stand the bumps, so the carriage traveled very slowly, and it was not until the end of the time that the group arrived at Zhuangzi.

Zhuangtou Jin Laohan waited for a long time, and finally saw a horse lantern swaying in the wind and snow approaching, and knew that it was Jiang Lingran and his party, and hurriedly unloaded the threshold to welcome the carriage and horses.

On the other side, Aunt Lizi and Qingyu put three charcoal stoves in the house, and put several soup pots on the hot couch, and the doors and windows were also tightly closed.

As soon as I entered the room, the heat covered my body and warmed my frozen body and mind.

Dr. Sun diagnosed the pulse and boiled a decoction to dispel the cold and calm the nerves.

Jiang Lingran drank the medicine but didn't stop, asked Qingyu to invite Uncle Wen over, and asked Xiang Zhu to take a pen and paper.

Xiang Zhu watched Jiang Lingran put down his pen while grinding: "The girl wrote it to the son?" ”

Jiang Lingran nodded: "I miss my brother." ”

In her previous life, her brother died unjustly and tragically, but she couldn't do anything, and she couldn't even collect the corpse.

Now she is back, not only to get out of the mire, but also to save her brother from the cage trap.

After drying the ink, she sealed the envelope and said, "Besides, I am isolated now, and I need my brother to come back to help me." ”

Counting on the Jiang family's big house to give her the decision and leave, it is even more difficult than the snowfall in June!

Xiang Zhu frowned, from the time the letterhead left Beijing to Jiang Ji's leave to rush back, it would take at least a month, in this month, does Jiang Lingran really have the ability to stalemate with the Pingsu Marquis Mansion and the Jiang family's big house?

was worried, so he saw Jiang Lingran pick up another paper and write another letter, looking at the content of the letter, the wrinkles between Xiang Zhu's eyebrows were deeper, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Qingyu brought Uncle Wen here.

Uncle Wen stepped over the threshold and stopped, not daring to go any further, his eyes looked at his toes and saluted: "Girl, you are looking for me." ”

Jiang Lingran regarded Uncle Wen as a respectable elder, walked outside the screen openly, invited him to sit down, and said, "I have something to entrust you." ”

There is no conclusion on this matter today, what Jiang Lingran ordered at this moment must be related to this matter, Uncle Wen sat solemnly and said, "Girl, please speak." ”

Jiang Lingran pushed the two letters to Uncle Wen's hand.

Uncle Wen lowered his eyes and looked at it.

One was for Jiang Ji, Uncle Wen probably guessed some of the contents, and he was resentful and regretful for a while.

What is said to be affectionate, it is not necessary to marry, but after three months of marriage, he dares to treat Jiang Lingran like this, this negative man, don't do it!

In addition, the Jiang family's cold-blooded and ruthless behavior today also needs to wait for Jiang Ji to come back to seek justice!

The name on the other letter surprised Uncle Wen very much.

Such a person with no sense of existence, why did Jiang Lingran write to him?

However, thinking of the relationship between this person and the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, Uncle Wen was overjoyed. He thinks that even though Jiang Lingran hates Meng Zhipei in his heart, he will not fight back, first, Jiang Lingran loves him too much, and second, she is really soft and kind.

But does this letter show that she will not give up, but will retaliate with a tooth for a tooth?

Uncle Wen hoped: "Girl, is this letter related to today's affairs?" ”

Jiang Lingran nodded.

Uncle Wen didn't say anything more, picked up the letter and put it in his arms: "Don't worry, girl, you will leave no traces." After saying that, he retreated.

Xiang Zhu was afraid that Jiang Lingran would punish himself with the guilt of others, but after observing it today, he was actively taking medicine and working hard to live, which made Xiang Zhu very happy.

After looking at it, it was almost time, and he was busy urging Jiang Lingran to rest.

The snow fell heavily overnight, and the next day was just after dawn, and before the dawn was full, a tea shop closest to the Imperial City was full of people.

These people are not good tea drinkers, the reason why they came to drink tea early in the morning is because they have something to do, and they handed the posts to the mansions of the officials and no one paid attention to them, so they chased and intercepted the officials of the next dynasty here.

When you are lucky, you can say a few words to the sedan horse, and you will have eyebrows.

A small tea mist rose from the cup and quickly dissipated into the slightly cool air.

I don't know who said it.

"Have you heard? Yesterday, Pingsu Hou gave birth to her wife for a prostitute! ”

There was silence in the tea shop, and then it became lively.

"Such a big thing is known in the capital."

Everyone ate dried fruits and drank tea, and talked about Meng Zhipei's ruthlessness and Jiang Lingran's miserable situation.

Someone laughed and said, "This is just one thing, and there is a second thing you don't know!" ”

The crowd wondered, "What's the second thing?" ”

This person said: "The fourth girl Jiang was bullied and went back to her parents' house, but who knew that the Jiang family had a closed door and sent a housekeeper mother to come out to catch up." In the end, Jiang Si had nowhere to go out of the city alone. ”

Someone asked, "How do you know so well?" ”

The man smiled and said with some pride: "My cousin is on duty at the East City Gate, and when he saw Jiang Si's carriage going out of the city, he happened to tell me, and I was also curious about where this person who had just had a miscarriage was not raised at home, so I inquired about it!" ”

There was another sigh and sigh in the tea shop, and sure enough, children without fathers and mothers are not as good as grass!

Jiang Lingran opened his eyes, and it was already bright sky.

After breakfast, Dr. Sun came to check the pulse, because Jiang Lingran was contaminated with cold yesterday, so the prescription was adjusted.

Xiang Zhu was a little afraid to use it, and said worriedly: "Do you want to hire another doctor?" ”

Jiang Lingran said: "He doesn't dare!" He said and said: "Even if Zheng Mingyun came by himself, he wouldn't dare." Rest assured to boil it. ”

Xiang Zhu listened, then relieved his heart and boiled the medicine.

Jiang Lingran didn't want to stay in the house, but he also knew that his body was not suitable to go out now, so he pushed open half of the pane and saw Aunt Pear and Qingyu tying trees with a bundle of ropes in the yard.

Puzzled, she looked at it again, and it turned out that the branch had been crushed by the snow, and they planned to tie it with a rope.

Neither of them is good at this, and they haven't been able to tie it up after working for a long time. Qingyu said discouragedly: "Pity this tree, it doesn't grow thick in the first place, and it was ravaged by the heavy snow and met us again." ”