Oiran took a deep breath.

She leaned against the wall and calmed down for a moment.

She didn't go up to the second floor, but she quietly went down with a fruit bowl.

"Dog, you can help me deliver it." Oiran greeted the young man and went to the private room where he was changing.

The young man sent a fruit plate of snacks, but Song Tao didn't even raise his eyes.

He said to Wen Jin, "You are reasonable, but in your position, there are very few people who can lean down and look down." ”

"If you don't have personal experience, how can you empathize?" Wen Jindao, "My maternal grandfather, the Jiang family, was also exiled...... Only those who have experienced it know how much helplessness there is. ”

Song Tao looked at Wen Jin's gaze flickering slightly.

Today, he knows her again...... Although he did not despise his own little tricks.

But it's an honor to hear her say.

Song Tao was bandaged his wound.

"For half a month, the wound should not touch the water. Change the medicine once every three days, and it will be fine soon. ”

Wen Jin left medicine for him.

A brown glass bottle with white powder inside.

The bottle is not large, the size of the tip of the thumb.

When Wen Jin put the bottle on the table...... Song Taocha reached for the bottle.

He didn't know if he wanted to do it or not...... Her hands are so soft, and her skin is smooth like clotted cream.

Wen Jin quickly withdrew his hand and glanced at him coldly.

"Sorry...... I wanted to see this medicine. Song Tao said immediately.

Wen Jin didn't say a word, turned around and went downstairs.

Banxia and Fengchun followed her, and the two maids turned around and glanced at him fiercely.

Song Tao stared at his fingers...... Stunned.

Oiran matched Song Tao's clothes and asked the young man to send them to him.

His sleeves were cut, so he couldn't go out with his arms bare in the cold, right?

The Oiran did this, but he said to Wen Jin: "Master, the slave family has an opinion on the deed and wants to ask the master to revise it." ”

"Hey! Don't take an inch! Feng Chun immediately became angry, pinching his waist and wanting to fight.

Oiran hung her head and squatted, slightly stubborn.

"What's your opinion?" Wen Jin asked.

"Master, please." Oiran invited her to a private room on the first floor to change clothes.

Wen Jin left before, just to prepare the deed.

She had just given the deed to Oiran and asked her to sign it and press her fingerprints if she had no opinion.

The deed she gave to the Oiran not only had her experience in the modern society in her previous life, but also fully considered the rules of this era.

She felt that the benefits of the deed she gave to the Oiran were quite generous.

But maybe Oiran has a higher vision?

As soon as Wen Jin entered the private room, Oiran knelt down in front of her.

"Get up and speak." Wen Jin said, "It is clearly written in the deed that you are now considered a short-term worker." After three months, if you are willing to stay and do not want to find another job, then switch to a permanent job. Whether it is a long-term or short-term worker, it is a good book. You are not a slave and you don't have to kneel at every turn. ”

"Thank you, Master, for your grace! The master's appreciation of the slave family and the kindness of the slave family cannot be repaid by the slave family!

"Slaves don't want to do long and short jobs. The slave family wants to sign a life and death contract! He who is born is the master, and death is the ghost of the master!

"All life and life, slaves have to serve their masters! Work for the master! ”

The Oiran was loud and the words were sonorous.

Not only Wen Jin was stunned, but even Banxia and Fengchun were stunned.

Especially in the spring, "Yingxiang, are you stupid?" Don't you want your master to give you a good name? Do you want to sign a life and death contract? ”

Oiran smiled slightly, "What the master gave to the slave family is the most precious thing." And the slave family has nothing valuable to reciprocate. Only this life is the slave's own and can be repaid to the master! The slave family is willing to eat, and asks the master to fulfill it! ”

Wen Jin was moved by the simple feelings of the ancients, the friendship of life and death.

She is just a trace of sympathy for Oiran out of "girls helping girls".

But what Oiran gave her in return was life and freedom.

"Ask the master to be fulfilled!" Oiran prostrated again.

Seeing Wen Jin's hesitation, Oiran said again, "Actually, the slave family also has selfish intentions. If it is a good family, the slave family is nothing more than a duckweed without roots. If you sign the contract of life and death, the slave family is the princess's person! People say, 'It depends on the master to beat the dog', and the slave family is also a person to rely on! ”

Oiran insisted on this, and Wen Jin saw that what she said made sense, so he agreed.

She asked the Oiran to sign a life and death contract.

Wen Jin hasn't left the shop yet.

Xiao Yuchen has already learned the news.

"How many ruffians will Song Tao get injured when he fights them?" Xiao Yuchen simply laughed angrily, "With his strength, it's impossible to get hurt with his eyes closed!"

"Those hooligans and ruffians, did he arrange them in the first place? He wrote and acted by himself, and made this play? ”

Monsoon bowed and said, "That's not it. He saw the big shopkeeper of the Song family hall today, and he passed by there.

"Those ruffians and hooligans seem to be Wen Shangshu's handiwork."

Xiao Yuchen raised his eyebrows, "Wen Shangshu? Did he eat too much salt? ”

Monsoon coughed lightly and couldn't help laughing.

"Order the Imperial City Division to report him and find him something to do." Xiao Yuchen commanded.

Monsoon bowed down to receive the command.

"Wait!" Xiao Yuchen stopped him again, "Last time, I notified the government offices below to check Song Tao's auction house and detain his big treasurer......"

When Ji Feng heard this, he arched his hand and said: "Yes, people and things are still detained, and the prince wants to ......."

"Let it go." Xiao Yuchen lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Put everyone back, and return the things." You personally sent someone to supervise it. Nothing is allowed.

"All his losses, this king will make up for him."

Ji Feng looked at his prince in surprise...... Is the prince okay? Do you want to make it up to him?

"Go ahead and do it, and ask this king if you have any questions." Xiao Yuchen waved his hand.

Monsoon scratched his head...... He is becoming more and more ignorant of his own prince.

This matter was quickly fed back to Song Tao's ears.

"On the day the letter was sent back, the big shopkeeper was released! As for the seized things, let our people take the list and go to the yamen in person.

"There are also people who specially explain to our people, if there is something missing or damaged, just report it truthfully. That lord will make it up for us.

"And even said...... If the auction is delayed, we will report the amount of money we lost, and the master will also compensate. ”

This subordinate is like a monsoon...... The monk of Zhang's second - confused.

This is to arrest people first, and then release them. Or offer to give compensation?

Song Tao smiled coldly, "He mistakenly thought that I was going to harm his princess, the heart of a villain." I didn't think about it, but I saved her...... Want to make it up to me, don't want to owe me a favor? ”

Song Tao looked disdainful.

"Who is rare about his favor? I, Song Tao, are not short of money. ”

After Song Tao finished speaking, he touched his injured arm.

Strange to say, only the first two days hurt a little, and on the third day, the wound was completely painless, and it was still a little itchy.

On the third day, when he changed the dressing, he felt that the wound had grown. Even try to force ...... I don't feel any pain.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if he smelled the faint lotus fragrance again.

Compared to making Xiao Yuchen owe favors to others...... He has more to want.