Chapter 69: It's Not Your Job
"Listen to the rain ......"
Gu Qinghuan spoke: "It's my cousin's person." β
Zhiqiu gave Gu Qinghuan a hand rubbing his shoulder, and many things that he couldn't figure out before were all understood at this moment.
"No wonder Tingyu often says good things to Miss Tang! The slave maid only thought that she was taking the benefit of Miss Tang before, but she didn't expect ......"
Zhiqiu's eyes showed disgust, he couldn't imagine that there was such a big mole in Xihuan Courtyard!
"So, Miss asked the slave maid to deliberately show off in front of Tingyu, so that Tingyu could understand that Miss Tang would give more benefits to the people below than Miss Tang?" Zhiqiu asked.
"Hmm."
Gu Qinghuan nodded, "The reason why my cousin bought Tingyu is because Tingyu is favored in front of me, she relies on Tingyu to spy on me, and she also establishes her image as a good sister in front of me through Tingyu, which makes me trust her even more......"
"It's just that she didn't expect that I would find out that listening to the rain was her person."
Gu Qinghuan said sarcastically: "So, I deliberately snubbed Tingyu and put Tingyu in a dilemma." β
Zhiqiu thought for a while and understood the joint: "Tingyu relied on Miss's favor to get Miss Tang's wooing, once Miss Tingyu was estranged from Tingyu, Tingyu was on Miss Tang's side, and she also lost the value of use, and she is not pleasing on both sides now!" β
"That's right."
Gu Qinghuan said lightly: "Over the years, she has relied on my reward and cousin's bribe, I'm afraid she has reaped a lot of benefits, right?" But once her financial route is cut off, will she be willing? β
It's hard to go from luxury to frugality!
"Miss let the slave show off in front of her again, I'm afraid she will be even more unwilling."
Zhiqiu thoughtfully, "She will definitely want to go back to the past and regain the trust of the young lady." β
"Lost trust is not something that can be repaid in a few words." Gu Qinghuan hooked his lips.
From the moment she snubbed Tingyu, she was playing tricks on Tingyu.
"Miss wants Tingyu to please you...... Miss Betrayal? Zhiqiu finally understood.
"That's right."
Gu Qinghuan nodded: "Now, I'm afraid she's worried about how to please me again, right?" β
Zhiqiu smiled: "Do you need to show her the way?" β
Gu Qinghuan said: "I asked for a new maid in the big kitchen, called Ah Xiu." β
Zhiqiu nodded: "The slave understands." β
After a while, Gu Qinghuan soaked in hot water, drowsy, and got up.
Zhiqiu put on Gu Qinghuan's underwear and helped Gu Qinghuan to go to bed to rest, she was just about to blow out the candle and go out, but her hand was grabbed.
"Miss?" Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down, he saw Gu Qinghuan stretching out his hand from the quilt and grabbing her sleeve.
The eyes that had been half-closed before were now open, staring at her with heavy eyes.
"Zhiqiu." Gu Qinghuan spoke.
"The slave is here."
Zhiqiu was a little puzzled: "Does Miss have any instructions?" "Aren't you going to sleep?
"Nothing." Gu Qinghuan let go of his hand and closed his eyes, "I'm sleepy." β
"Miss, rest early."
Zhiqiu put Gu Qinghuan's hand back on the quilt, tucked the quilt corner for Gu Qinghuan, and then blew out the candle and went out.
In the dark, Gu Qinghuan opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, like lacquer and ink.
"Rather than ......"
Gu Qinghuan muttered in a low voice, biting every word very lightly, but his tone was so heavy, with gritted hatred, "It's not your turn yet...... Wait, you owe me an account, and one day, I'll find out with you! β
The moment of meeting in front of the Yasukuni Mansion, Gu Qinghuan has not forgotten it until now.
No matter how well he covered it up in front of others, Gu Qinghuan's heart still had undiminished hatred.
There were too many people who owed her in her previous life.
She couldn't settle the accounts all at once.
She's not in a hurry, because she's always going to ...... one by one
Liquidate clean!
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Night.
The curfew in the imperial capital of the Dazhang Dynasty was extremely strict, except for special days, after beating one hundred and eight dusk drums on weekdays, there were no idle people on the street except for patrol squads and watchmen.
It's just that in the suburban villages outside the imperial capital, there is no such thing as a curfew.
A brown steed entered a village ten miles away from the imperial capital, stopped in front of the blacksmith shop at the end of the village, and immediately jumped down a man in his early thirties.
The man looked plain, but his eyes were sharp, and he raised his hands and feet as if he had been trained, and every step was about the same distance, and he walked straight into the blacksmith's shop.
Even at night, the lights were on in the blacksmith's shop, and the sound of tinkling iron echoed in the room.
"Are you ......?"
The blacksmith who was more than forty years old stopped what he was doing, and when he saw a lot of people, he felt that the man in front of him was unusual.
"Shuntianfu arrests and handles the case quickly."
The man took out a black token from his bosom.
The blacksmith was illiterate, but he could also see that the material of the token was not ordinary, and hurriedly said: "It's so late to catch the big man, is there anything wrong with finding the little one?" The small ones are law-abiding and good citizens, and they have not done ......"
The man interrupted the blacksmith: "Has anyone asked you to do this?" β
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his bosom, and when he unfolded it, a thin iron sheet was drawn on it, without an engraved pattern, two fingers wide and one finger long, with a hole in the beveled position, and a thin chain was strung together.
"It's just plain pig iron." The man added.
"This ......"
The blacksmith stared at the drawing, thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something, and he said, "Yes! It was about half a year ago! Someone looked for the small one and said that they wanted to make a similar card, but the small one was too little money and troublesome, so they refused......"
The man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Is that person a man or a woman?" What is approximate age? What does it look like? β
"What does it look like......
The blacksmith scratched his head, "It's been so long, and I can't remember the little one very well, but I don't remember that I'm very old, and I look like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, who looks ...... Hiss...... Looks ......"
After a long time, the blacksmith really couldn't remember the specifics, so he had to say: "Look white and clean, it looks like he hasn't suffered much...... Oh yes! The girl's accent doesn't seem to be from our area, it sounds a bit similar, but it doesn't look like it in many places! β
"Out-of-town accent?" The man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where is it?" β
The blacksmith laughed dryly: "This ...... Adults, the little ones have grown so big, they haven't been too far away, where do you know that? β
The man choked, this is.
However, he was not discouraged, and asked some more questions about the woman's dress.
The blacksmith replied one by one: "She seemed to be wearing a blue cloth robe that day, and she looked quite new, and she wore a silver hairpin on her head...... What's it like? I don't remember much...... I remember that there was a small round pendant on it, and when she walked, the small pendant swayed. β
"Does she have anyone with her? This little one remembers that she came alone that day! β
"Where did you go when you went out? I really can't remember this little one...... Don't stare at the small ones, adults, think about the little ones...... LikeγIt seems to have gone to the right, right? That's the direction of the village, it seems that she is heading towards the city, maybe she lives in the imperial capital, right? But her accent doesn't look like that of the people in the imperial capital......"
Soon, the man finished asking the question.
When the blacksmith saw that he was leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief, as an ordinary person, he was arrested and interrogated, and he was still a little panicked.
"But adults ......"
The blacksmith couldn't hold back his curiosity: "Did that girl do anything bad?" The little one looks at her soft-spoken, and she doesn't look like a bad ......."