Chapter Twenty-Seven: Nowhere to Turn
Xu Jingxian never thought that Ming Rujin had already arranged the fate of these evil slaves clearly, even if he didn't make a move, she would be able to make the man on the ground never open his mouth.
It's just that kind of foul language, and he really doesn't want to hear it.
"The Ming family's family affairs are not concerned about the marquis."
Ming Rujin bowed slightly, and opened his mouth to clean up this matter with him.
Again, he hadn't considered her before, and she wouldn't need him in the future. At most, it will be slower to start by herself, and it will take a little longer, but she can afford to wait. She will let these people understand little by little what she has suffered.
The rebels have left their relatives and have nowhere to go.
Xu Jingxian's eyes swept coldly at everyone in the Ming family, and said loudly: "You are my son's mother, so your business is not only the family affairs of the Ming family, but also the affairs of my Anguo Marquis Mansion." They slander you and they slander me. ”
In a word, he couldn't help but tie Ming Rujin to his thigh. If you want to be bright, you have to weigh it.
The Ming family was frightened in their hearts, everyone knew that Xu Jingxian had a good skin, but in fact he was insidious and cunning, and he would do whatever it took to get things done.
It seems that in the future, at least there will be no way to do anything to Ming Bijin on the bright side.
Ming Bijin thought it was funny, he was really good at picking up ready-made cheap. His people followed him day and night, and they already knew about these things, so why didn't they deal with it, or just wait for her to beg him.
It's good now, but she disrupted her calculations, so that her next plan to suppress Ming Ruyu could not be implemented.
That's it, it's so far, it's useless to talk about it.
Ming Bijin let Mrs. Ming take away the silver ring and the big radish head, and then planned to go to the porcelain kiln again.
Xu Jingxian wanted to be together, but he didn't expect Ming Rujin to let Brother Ming take out and hand him over, "Brother Ming just learned leaf painting, I don't have time to take care of him, you play with him." ”
Xu Jingxian opened his mouth to say something, but Brother Ming hugged his neck with both hands, "Wow, wow, daddy." ”
The soft and glutinous voice gently swept the tip of his heart like a feather, and he couldn't help but say, "Okay." ”
When he came back to his senses, Ming Bijin had already left the house with Qingyun, and Xu Er was also secretly following.
Her alienation made him even more itchy, and he spent all day with Brother Ming, even putting aside what he was going to do today, and even waited early in the Feihua Pavilion outside the west of the city, planning to wait for Ming Yijin to return.
When Ming Ruyu knew this, she was so angry that she really wanted to beat people!
is obviously a pit dug for Ming Rujin, why did she lose two of her henchmen, and even more so almost let her image collapse in Xu Jingxian's mind.
Not only that, but her father directly asked her to be grounded in her own courtyard, so as not to hang around in front of Ming Bijin in a short time. If it weren't for her mother's extreme affection, she would not even be able to participate in the flower feast.
Yinhuan, this idiot, is not a pity to die.
Angry, she directly smashed the utensils in the room to the ground, splashing at the feet of the trembling gold ring.
Looking at her cowardly appearance, Ming Ruyu remembered that all the people around Ming Rujin were not mediocre, Grandma Cai was old-fashioned, coriander was clever, Qingyun was powerful, even that little octagonal, she was like a thief, and he couldn't get a word about Brother Ming'er's preferences.
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I couldn't help but curse Jinhuan, "Look at your little bit of breath." ”
Jinhuan buried his head even lower.
Ming Ruyu looked at it, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she summoned Jin Huan over and whispered in her ear......
Ming Rujin came to the porcelain kiln, this time it was not like the previous three days and just turned around and left, but the steward called over, asked for the roster and bills of the porcelain kiln, and spent a day carefully checking.
Everyone is very honest today, everyone knows that the big radish head may not come back, and it seems that there is no good fruit to eat if this young lady is angry.
At the end of the day, Ming Bijin handed over a list to the porcelain kiln manager, and then summoned everyone to wait in the middle courtyard.
"The past is not to blame. From now on, we will gather every five days, and the one who has made the most defective products will leave the kiln, regardless of the workshop. ”
She wanted to settle the matter today, but when she saw the list, she still frowned.
The law does not blame the public, firstly, she can't do it too obviously, and secondly, although she wants the Ming family to fall, it is not now, after all, Brother Ming still lives in the Ming family.
Xu is what happened in the Ming family this morning has been reported, everyone knows the fate of Yinhuan and the big radish head, and they don't refute anything on the surface, but what they will do behind the scenes is not a problem that needs to be solved today.
After the news was transmitted back to the Ming family, Mrs. Ming wanted to vomit out a mouthful of old blood in anger.
How many can there be in the Earl's Palace, and the rest of the shops don't make money as fast as these defective products. Besides, now that she is a Ming Rujin master, if this secret financial path is pinched, will she still be alive?
It seems that she has to find a way to put the control of the kiln back in her hands. Thinking of this, she immediately went to find Ming's father, but when she passed by Ming Ruyu's small courtyard, she went in to take a look, and found that Ming Ruyu was not very obedient and grounded, and immediately scolded angrily......
Ming Rujin didn't take the road today, and let the carriage go from the road, but he and Qingyun copied the path, and by the way, they found the third master and the second master who had been relocated and hidden here.
"Miss, there are only more than ten people who can stay, and the rest are all sent home." The third master jumped down from a hillside with a blood feather fan and said indifferently.
Ming Rujin glanced him up and down, did not expose the fact that he accidentally twisted his foot just now, and nodded: "It's hard." More in March, less in January, and then we will change places. When the time comes, if you have your own territory, you won't be as timid as you are now. ”
"Thank you." Hehong clasped his hands and arched his hands, looking sincere.
"Don't thank me, we're just taking what we need." Ming Rujin smiled, didn't give the three masters a little psychological burden, and said goodbye: "If it's okay, I'll rush back first." ”
"I'm not far away!" Hehong said, watching Ming Rujin leave from the path.
After a long time, he limped into the shade of the trees beside him, and went all the way down to the valley where no one had visited.
Looking at the situation of the five big and three rough men learning skills, the three masters couldn't help but caress their foreheads.
The hostages have taken control of the mountain bandits, who can believe this?
He never thought that someone would think about them, he only thought that Ming Bijin arranged for them to go to the home nursing home, but he didn't expect that Qingyun's girl would let the people from the dart bureau come and lead them to move from the trail in the other direction on the second night when Ming Bijin was picked up by Xu Jingxian.
After walking for a long time, he saw that the cottage where everyone was originally located was in flames, which showed that he had not done that person's thing, and had already caused a murderous disaster.
Not only that, but the people of the dart game even began to dig deep and study according to what each of them was good at, and formulated a different path for each person, so that they could be psychologically impressed again.