Chapter 12
Under the corridor, An Rui saw that the old king in charge was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth, and before she could speak, she heard him reply: "Miss An, young master, young master, he has an accident." ”
Hearing his words, An Rui was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the whole person stood there and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
"Overseer's Mansion, no, it's the people of the inspection team who said that they received a report that there are prohibited items hidden in our warehouse, and they are ordered to search!" Lao Wang wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said: "They turned the goods in the warehouse into a mess, and as a result, they found a few guns under a batch of cotton cloth, as well as some Western medicines, and they immediately arrested the young master." ”
"What?" An Rui knew in her heart that arms and Western medicine had always been a taboo for the Ning and Zhejiang army, and her face was full of consternation, although she knew that the Bai family sometimes secretly carried Western medicine for sale, but what about arms?
Seeing that An Rui had a frightened look in her eyes, Lao Wang thought that she would cry as a little girl, but he didn't want her to slowly calm down, so he asked, "Did you send a telegram home?" ”
"Nope."
Softly 'hmm', An Rui knew that the Bai family's business had been smooth sailing in Jiangning Mansion over the years, all relying on Bai Siming's relationship network with important members of the Ningzhejiang army, and thinking that although Bai Siming had younger siblings, they were still young and didn't care about anything, and her aunt was weak and sickly, over the years, all the major affairs of the Bai family were decided by Bai Siming alone, and now that he was arrested, the Bai family lost its backbone, and if the news was sent back, it would be a mess.
After thinking about it again and again, weighing the pros and cons, An Rui decided to hide the matter, and asked again: "Does my cousin have someone who is familiar and can be trusted in Ningjiang Mansion?" ”
Old Wang Tou thought for a while and said, "Head Sun, Young Master Qian, Deputy Chief Wang, and Captain Zhang have friendships, but far water can't save the near fire, who is the person who caught the young master?" He seemed to remember something, "By the way, Vice Chief Chen of the inspection team has a good relationship with the young master in private, but he is greedy for money, just in case." ”
Before he could finish speaking, An Rui ordered: "You bring a few little yellow croakers over and probe his tone first, and as for other things, we will plan later!" ”
Coming to the house to visit, An Rui directly took the little yellow croaker as a greeting post, looking at the face of the money, Chen Huaijiang saw them, but after hearing the meaning, he didn't say a word, shook his head again and again, and said: "Miss An, if everything else is easy to say, but Young Master Bai was arrested, who is afraid that he will not be able to speak in front of the young overseer." ”
He pushed the little yellow croaker back to An Rui, but his eyes looked straight at it, and he said casually: "The temper of the young overseer has always been the same, Young Master Bai committed a crime against the wind this time, and the young overseer is afraid that he will make an example." Miss An, I advise you to go back first, and wait until the sacrificial festival is over before you think about it! ”
Hearing that his words had come to this point, there was indeed no room for turnaround, An Rui pushed the little yellow croaker back to him, and asked with a smile: "Vice Chief Chen, can you let me meet my cousin first?" ”
"This?" Chen Huaijiang covered the box and said with a smile: "Okay, you go back and wait for the letter first, and I'll think of it!" ”
Leaving the Chen Mansion, the old Wang asked hesitantly, "Miss, why don't we find someone else?" ”
"It's okay, you can prepare more gifts." An Rui stopped, staring ahead, as if remembering someone, she left in a hurry without leaving a word.
Walking down the street, she aimlessly glanced at the shops on the street, as if expecting to see the figure again.
At sunset, her eyes were attracted by a Western restaurant, outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass window, a few rows of roses were planted in the flower bar, although the leaves withered, but she could still see the thriving vitality of the flowers in spring.
Could it be here?
She sat quietly, staring blankly at the opposite position, as if she saw him leaning on the armrest, holding coffee, his legs folded, frowning slightly, under the soft sunlight, a pair of round gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, slightly Sven, long curly eyelashes up and down, he sipped coffee, leisurely, quiet, peaceful.
Lowering his head, An Rui muttered to himself: Here, it should be what he likes, but? Will he really come?
For several days in a row, An Rui waited for the rabbit in the western restaurant, from sunrise to sunset, but found nothing and was disheartened.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard someone say, "Miss, your flowers!" ”