After getting out of the school, Jin Nian excused himself to ask Mr. Ling, leaving Su Jinxiu and sneaking away to find Mr. Ling.

Mr. Ling lives in the East Pavilion of Xin Xin Tang, it is spring, the carpet in the Pavilion has been removed, and it has been redecorated again, but it looks very plain, only a set of tables and chairs for guests, and the scenery is a multi-treasure pavilion.

Seeing Jin Nian come in, she was a little surprised, looked at Jin Nian suspiciously, and asked, "What's the matter with Sixth Miss?" ”

Jin Nian was a little surprised, smiled, and suddenly said solemnly: "Sir, the student has a reluctant request, and please fulfill it." ”

Mr. Ling was startled by this sudden bow, and she looked at her student vigilantly: "If there is anything I can help with, you just have to say." ”

Jin Nian was a little heartbroken by Mr. Ling: "The student's mother was separated from her family, she still remembered her sister's appearance, and asked the student to help draw a portrait in order to find someone, and Mr. also knew that the student had no talent to learn, so the student wanted to ask Mr. to write on his behalf." ”

Mama Lin has been separated from her family since she was a child, and this is true.

But there is no way to ask her to help, it is not that she deliberately wants to lie, it is a matter of life and death, looking for the murderer and then finding out the mastermind behind the scenes, she doesn't want to make a fuss.

Among the limited people she knows so far, the highest painting skill should be Mr. Ling, who has the name of a talented woman in Yangzhou.

It's a hearted person who knows how to help people! Mr. Ling pondered, and then said, "Tell me, I'll see if I can draw it." ”

Jin Nian thanked happily, contemplating the appearance of the murderer, "It is a woman who has passed the age of not being confused, with a long face, slightly thin, high cheekbones, thin lips, and a slightly narrow nose bridge. ”

After listening to Jin Nian's description, Mr. Ling thought for a while and asked Jin Nian to help polish the ink. Jin Nian was a little excited, and the hand holding the ink ingot trembled slightly, and it took a while to grind the ink evenly.

After a pillar of incense, Mr. Ling stopped writing: "You take it back to show your grandmother, but like this?" ”

Jin Nian shook his head and mentioned some details on the murderer's face, so that Mr. Ling changed it again and again, and so on, an hour passed, and Mr. Ling also painted six portraits.

Looking at the portrait in his hand, Jin Nian was a little disappointed, the best one in this is only two or three points similar, it seems that Mr. Ling's road is not going through.

She sincerely thanked Mr. Ling for his help, and apologized: "It is the student who delayed Mr.'s time, if Mr. is useful to the student in the future, the student will do his best to help." ”

She didn't just talk about this help, she really planned that after Mr. Ling's nephew took the fame of Xiucai in the future, she could ask her father or grandfather to recommend him to a good academy.

Mr. Ling responded with a rare smile, and said: "I am not good at painting portraits, Nian An Jushi is a master, and his "Tianlun Map" is very well painted, and it was sold for five hundred taels in the study. ”

These so-and-so laymen are not known to a little girl of her age, so Mr. Ling may recognize them?

Jin Nian ignited the flame of hope again, and looked at Mr. Ling's gaze with a little eagerness.

Mr. Ling's forehead jumped: "I don't know Nian Jushi either, but I only knew that there was such a person when I saw his paintings in the study." ”

Jin Nian was a little discouraged, and it seemed that he had to think of another way!

After saying goodbye to Mr. Ling, Su Jinnian replied to Jinghua Xiaozhu with some absent-mindedness.

On an early spring evening, twelve-year-old Jin Nian sat beside the banana tree in the yard, quietly watching the sunset gradually sinking in the west.

Her mood then calmed down, and for the first time since she returned from rebirth, her tense nerves relaxed.

With a "squeak", the door of the backyard opened, Jin Nian turned his head, and saw Yingge in a light blue shirt stepping in, and when she saw Jin Nian standing outside the house, she immediately shouted: "Oops! My young lady, you are just sick, how can you blow the wind in the yard? ”

"Not so vulnerable!" Jin Nian smiled slightly, she was not a paper person, but looking at Yingge's appearance, she still obediently entered the house.

In her previous life, the maids and mother-in-law around her did not end well, since she was ruined her reputation, Yingge, Cuckoo, and Mama Lin were all implicated by her, and they were sent away by the old lady.

After she was sent to Zhuangzi, there was no familiar service around her, and if there was someone she trusted, she would not have been killed.

With the lesson of blood in her previous life, after being reborn, she subconsciously wanted to cultivate and gather the people around her.

Jin Nian sat down at the round table in Huanghuali, looked around, didn't find the cuckoo, and asked casually, "Why don't you see the cuckoo?" ”

Cuckoo and Yingge in the same year, both fourteen years old, hometown in Huainan, was bought by the Song shopkeeper from Ya Po the year before last, Xie saw that she was acting steadily, so he sent her to Jinnian as a personal maid.

Yingge was a little helpless, and said while pouring tea: "She's writing a letter, and I don't know what to say, I have to send a letter home every one or two months, is there something wrong with Miss looking for her?" ”

It's a filial and sensible girl! Jin Nian shook her head, pondered for a while, raised her eyes and looked at Yingge, the childishness on the girl's face had not faded, and Yingge was only two years older than her!

The scrutinizing gaze made Yingge a little flustered, but what did he do wrong to dislike the young lady?

But seeing that Jin Nian didn't speak, she pretended to be calm and refilled Jin Nian's tea.

waited until Yingge put down the teapot,

Jin Niancai said with a straight face: "Yingge, there is something I want to ask you to help me pay attention to, are you willing?" ”

Jin Nian's tone was unprecedentedly solemn, and now there was no one available around her, and only the maids around her had to be trusted.

Yingge's heart sank, and she hurriedly gathered her mind and said, "Miss, you say." ”

Jin Nian didn't beat around the bush, and said in a deep voice: "There are no less than ten houses and courtyards in the Su Mansion, you help me secretly pay attention to the changes in the number of people in each room, and focus on the women and mothers-in-law between the ages of thirty and forty-five." ”

Yingge is the most clever maid by her side, and she is the daughter of her nurse Mama Lin, Su Jinnian is very relieved of her.

Since it is not possible to find people through portraits for the time being, she uses the most primitive method to eliminate them.

Yingge was stunned, looked up at Jin Nian uneasily, but saw that her young lady had a calm face and did not mean to explain.

Her heart sank slightly, and after a little thought, she said, "Okay, but can Miss give me some time?" ”

Jin Nian is clear, the Su Mansion is housed by the eldest lady, and the mother and her are not favored in the house, and the maids and women in the three rooms are low-key people with their tails between their legs on weekdays.

But Jin Nian is very satisfied with Yingge's straightforwardness, she is really a smart girl, she knows her duty, and when she listens to her words, she responds without asking the reason.

Jin Nian couldn't help but think highly of Yingge, and naturally responded to her request, and said: "Over there in the school, the granddaughter of the patriarch is called Su Jinping, and you have the opportunity to contact her maid more." ”