Exclusive golden branch

Chapter 464
Chun's mother left after seeing what happened in front of Yang's house, but this did not prevent them from hearing what happened after they arrived in Baoling.

When the people in Yushui Village yelled, "Justice rests in the hearts of the people," the steward of the Yang family already knew that the Yang family was going to be in trouble and couldn't get rid of it.

But if the Yang family retreated so simply, they would definitely be branded as "bullyable" in the eyes of outsiders. This is not a good thing for the Yang family that has been rooted in Gusu for many years.

Therefore, even though he knew that the Yang family would probably give in on this matter, the steward of the Yang family was still tough on the face.Li Da and Li Er, who yelled at the villagers of Yushui Village, went down the river to save people not for rewards, but just for saving people.

The left and right Li Da and Li Er are dead, and the rescue has never happened.The person involved is dead, and what has never happened is naturally what I want to say.

The unruly people in Yushui Village can insist that Li Da and Li Er are just saving people and not looking for money, then he can also insist that Li Da and Li Er are doing it for money.

Anyway, the dead can't speak, so he can say whatever he wants.

The manager of the Yang family turned his thoughts around, and immediately shouted: "What a righteous man with two sleeves! Jiangnan Road is full of rivers, and there are countless people who fall into the river every day. Since Li Da and Li Er are good people who don't care about money, Why don't you save people in other places, but save people in the river where I am waiting for a reward from the Yang family? I see..." At this point, the manager of the Yang family let out a sneer, "It's nice to say that you don't want money. It's greed that cost me my life!"

The sound of "greedy" once again caused the crowd to sigh.

This is too ugly!The steward of this scholarly family is very polite when he scolds others, but he is no better than a vulgar person who doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters.

The dark face of the head of Yushui Village was also a little red, and he moved his lips. Compared with the manager of the Yang family, he was naturally not so "eloquent".

Seeing that the head of Yushui Village moved his lips and couldn't utter a word for a long time, the steward of the Yang family couldn't help but sneered, his eyes were contemptuous and disdainful, and he said, "I see you..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard exclamations everywhere.

The steward of the Yang family, who hadn't had time to react in the future, only saw the villagers of Yushui Village rushing up, and the two unremarkable village women who he didn't care about at first fell to the ground, their faces were pale, and their foreheads were covered with pimples. Blood.

"Those two rushed out suddenly. Although they were dragged by someone, they were still injured. Before they were injured, they insisted that the dead husband was not doing it for money!" Mother Chun sighed for a moment as she talked about what she had learned. "Mr. Jiang from that teahouse is talking about this today, saying that this is 'to show one's will through death'!"

Such a "death to manifest one's will" is quite righteous!
The steward of the Yang family knelt in front of Mrs. Yang, with a lot of tea leaves on his head, he described himself as a mess, but his face was extremely ugly.

Why go down the river to fish for people not for money, who are you lying to!The people in Yushui Village are people who go to the river to fish for money!

This group of tricksters who are greedy for money, the one with the surname Zhuang is even more tricky!Even the common people knew that Mr. Zhuang went to Yushui Village on purpose after the incident, and then the people from Yushui Village came to the door carrying the coffin, not to mention the Yang family.

Zhuang Haoran didn't intend to hide these things at all, but just did it openly, and didn't intend to hide it from anyone.

Needless to say, this is a provocation, a blatant provocation!It's so hateful!The manager of the Yang family thought about it.

Mrs. Yang, who "rewarded" his head with two cups of tea, had a gloomy face. Her legs and feet, which were injured by the carriage that day, were in plaster. She pointed at his nose and cursed bitterly, "How did you do it? I don't even know you." How did this kind of person Dali get promoted? Even such a trivial matter can't be done well..."

Facing Mrs. Yang's attitude of "not admitting mistakes", the steward of the Yang family is not surprised: this is the kind of person Mrs. Yang is!And he was sure that if Mrs. Yang was told about what happened that day, she would scold him, "I can't do this little thing well", and at the same time tell him to respond forcefully.

In short, if the matter is done successfully, it is because of Mrs. Yang's extraordinary resourcefulness, if it cannot be done, it is because he "can't even do this little thing well".
Now the situation in the back house of the Yang family is really chaotic: one of the two masters is missing, and the other is injured and has lost his important walking stick.The reason for the accident was the internal fighting between the two masters, and no one else could be blamed.In addition, I don't know if the previous letter is true or not...I also know that my lord will be furious after returning.

The house in the Yang family was too busy to take care of themselves, so naturally they had no time to take care of outside affairs. After Jiang Shaoyan heard about the two widows of the Li family who "declared their ambitions through death", she stopped listening. With Zhuang Haoran around, the Yang family couldn't smoke at all. Be happy and mind other things.

The girl leaned on the soft chair and stretched: after working for so many days, it was a rare free time. She got up, stepped on the soft-soled embroidered shoes she had just put on, and walked to the kitchen.

The bamboo shoots in the bamboo grove in Bieyuan have sprouted, the white steward dug out a lot of green bamboo shoots, and stewed a few pots of pickled bacon with marinated bacon yesterday.

Counting the days, she has been busy for a long time, and she hasn't given food to the "food friends" she met in Baoling for a long time.

Lian Guo carried the stewed salted Duxian into the carriage, and the first place she went was the first "food friend" she met in Baoling, Mrs. Jingci.

Today is not a "Buddhist Day", and there are not many guests in Guangming Nunnery. When I saw Mrs. Jingci with a pot of salted Duxian, Mrs. Jingci was brewing wine from jingtao flowers.

"Miss Jiang Si!" Without waiting for Jiang Shaoyan to speak, Mrs. Jingci took the initiative to call her. Naturally, there is no need to think about her identity between Wangnian friends. Mrs. Jingci doesn't mind calling her, and then she nodded absent-mindedly. He nodded, and greeted Jiang Shaoyan's saluting voice of "Master Jing Ci", while his eyes subconsciously fell on the stew pot that Xiangli was holding beside him.

Is it strange that "Food Friends" come to the door with a pot?No!Some foods are more delicious when they are stewed in a pot!Put it in the food box and it will be cold early, it won't taste good!
The smell of salty stew faintly diffused through the stew pot. Master Jingci took a deep breath and guessed the contents of the pot without any surprise: "Jian Du Xian!"

Pickled Duxian is not a rare food, for a veteran such as Mrs. Jingci, it would be strange if she couldn't guess it right.

The girl responded with a smile, took the stew pot from Xiangli's hand and placed it on the stone table in front of her, and said with a smile: "The green bamboo shoots in that yard have sprouted, so I will use them."

"Miss Jiang Si has always been good at eating, and the nearest source is the best!" Mrs. Jing Ci glanced at her, and said, "You have made the best use of the green bamboos in that yard, and they can also be used to make pickled fresh vegetables." It can also be used to make tables and stools, and even a bamboo pavilion.”

Jiang Shaoyan couldn't help but sneered when she heard the words, and said: "The bamboo pavilion is good for enjoying the cool in summer."

It was just a casual exchange of greetings, Mrs. Jingci said "Mm", and took the bowl and chopsticks from Xiangli, and unceremoniously dipped a spoon into the soup to scoop up pickled Duxian to eat, and ate a bowl Then he gave an evaluation: "It's very salty, and the saltiness is light. It's good to drink alone, but it's not good if it's used for dinner!"

The girl smiled and acknowledged Mrs. Jingci's evaluation, raised her head and looked at Mrs. Jingci's soft and calm eyebrows, paused for a moment, and said suddenly: "Master's taste is too strong. Although the taste is good, it is not harmful to the body. Yi, it's better to be lighter."

When people get older, their sense of taste is not as sensitive as when they were young, and the taste will unconsciously become heavier.

When Mrs. Jingci heard the words, she paused her hand for scooping up the soup, looked up at the girl's smiling eyebrows, and said after a while, "What's the matter? Are you going back to Chang'an?"

The girl gave a "hmm" and said frankly: "The matter in Jiangnan Road is almost over, it's time to go back."

Master Jingci recovered from her paused movement at this time, and while continuing to ladle the soup, she asked, "Will you come back?" Without waiting for the girl's reply, she continued, "My first time When I saw you, I found that you liked this kind of life very much."

What kind of day?Seriously enjoy every day, enjoy the flowers in spring, enjoy the shade in summer, climb high in autumn, and watch the snow in winter.

"Peach blossom and fine wine, gold and jade, and luxurious clothes and clothes, live your life wantonly." Mrs. Jingci smiled after seeing the girl's slightly upturned lips and concluded, "Baoling is a good place."

She was in her sixties and it was the first time that she met such a year-end friend who suited her heart.

The relationship between people is indescribable and subtle. The youngest of her apprentices has been with her for several years, and the longest has been with her for more than decades.But if she really wanted to speak her mind, if she really had something important to entrust, the girl in front of her was the most reassuring.

But the two have known each other for less than a year.People say that it is enough to have a confidant in a lifetime, and she is a little bit reluctant to meet such a year-end friend who suits her heart.

The girl smiled when she heard the words, and was about to nod, when Mrs. Jingci who invited her to "will you come back?" immediately waved her hands and said, "Well, forget it, you still don't want to come back in the future."

Such contradictory words made the girl a little surprised, and she couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Why?Mrs. Jingci looked at her, put aside the half-drinked soup in her hand for the time being, looked at her with an inscrutable expression, and asked, "What does Miss Jiang Si think of that Prince Ji of Anguo Gong's Mansion?"

Ji Chongyan?Suddenly hearing Ji Chongyan's name from Mrs. Jingci's mouth, Jiang Shaoyan was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously blinked her eyes, and after her heartbeat stalled for a moment, she coughed lightly and said, "Senior Ji is very good."

Mrs. Jingci deliberately put aside the salted fresh meat that was in her mouth for the time being, not because of this "excellent" answer. Hearing this, she immediately smiled, looked at her with a half-smile and said: "Ms. Jiang Si thinks that Ji Shizi How does it look?"

What does Ji Chongyan look like?Jiang Shaoyan lowered her eyes, feeling as if time was passing by in front of her eyes, behind a branch of pink crabapple flower in the oblique thorn, someone in a blue shirt and long robe looked back like this, her heart trembled like that branch of crabapple flower in shock.

A sense of amazement and unreality flooded my body in an instant.

She had drawn such a person before she met him: the person in the pen is naturally all in one pen of hers, which is almost a combination of all her likes and preferences.

Before that, she never thought that such a person would actually exist.

But this person...just like that, he suddenly stepped off the scroll and appeared in front of her eyes.

Such a person's appearance can naturally be described by her all her life's knowledge, but... the words come to her mouth, Jiang Shaoyan's description is very simple: "He is very good."

Such a simple description stunned Master Jingci, but she still nodded and asked: "The appearance is very good, but what about the inside?"

Jiang Shaoyan opened her mouth, paused for a while, and then gave up all the rhetoric, and replied: "It's also very good."

Not only is it very good, it is just right for her appetite.

"That's good!" Mrs. Jingci nodded and smiled when she heard the words, "He is the son of Duke An, and he is definitely not a thing in the pond. It is not too much to be an extremely personable minister one day in the future. If you are with him, I want to stay in Chang'an."

Jiang Shaoyan: "..."

Didn't I say this before?Facing the smiling eyes on her face, the girl stretched out her hand to press her chest, calmed down her somewhat stalled heartbeat, and said, "Let's not talk about whether I match him or not, just talk about the poison on my body..."

"There is no unparalleled road." Master Jingci looked at the girl, skipped her eyes, and looked at the slightly moving door of the wing house behind her that was blown by the wind, and said with a light smile, "Poison, there is always a way to get rid of it." Yes. As for good match, you are also good match!"

Facing Master Jingci's smiling gaze, Jiang Shaoyan was at a loss for words: "..."

But at this point, Mrs. Jingci didn't say any more about whether the two are compatible or not, she just paused, and suddenly said thoughtfully: "The poor nun doesn't know the art of face-to-face, but that old man Huijue Things are understandable."

Jiang Shaoyan let out a "huh" and looked at Mrs. Jingci.

Mrs. Jing Ci looked at her, her eyes suddenly became solemn: "The old man said that Ji Shizi's face is extremely expensive, and it is... hard to match in the world."

Of course, this is what the old Huijue said casually when he drank too much wine.

However, the birth of the son of An Guogong is extremely expensive, after all, he is the future Duke of the country!
If Miss Jiang Si is with him, she is very likely to be the future... Mrs. Duke?Those who want to stay in Chang'an.

The days of peach blossoms and wine, gold and jade, and gorgeous clothes and clothes can be lived in Baoling, but can't they be lived in Chang'an?
The girl smiled, and echoed Mrs. Jingci's words: "The future Duke will be a noble person."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the girl got up to say goodbye. There were still two pots of salted fresh food in the carriage to be sent to Ji's Bieyuan. Please Ji Chongyan, Lin Yantong, Nanny Chai, and An Guogong to have a taste.

After hearing the words, Mrs. Jingci did not keep her. She nodded and watched the girl leave, then she turned her eyes to the wing room where the door was slightly moved by the wind.

The door of the wing room was opened, and Ji Chongyan, who had just been mentioned by Jiang Shaoyan and Mrs. Jing Ci, came out of the wing room.

"Senior Ji," Master Jingci sighed as he watched Ji Chongyan walk out, "You have also seen Miss Jiang Si's reaction."

Before Fourth Miss Jiang visited her, the prince of An Guogong had already come, asked about Fourth Miss Jiang's poisoning, and... asked her to find out about Fourth Miss Jiang's feelings in front of his interview.

Ji Chongyan nodded, his brows and eyes stretched, and his tone was calm but affirmative: "Miss Jiang Si likes me."

Mrs. Jingci: "..."

Amitabha, is this the confidence of a beauty like Ji Shizi?

But... looking at this face that can't be faulted no matter how picky it is, Master Jingci feels that if she is the son of Ji, she might have such confidence.

(End of this chapter)