Chancheng doctor girl

Chapter 64 Help with work "Ask for support, tickets, subscriptions. 》

When Liang Xiwen heard their words in the room, she felt that this young man who made her feel bad was not useless, and he knew how to eat people and work hard.

"Is it so clean? Girl?" Ji Yunxiao felt that his work today was very fulfilling, and he would be happy to help and eat.

He felt that he ate tree roots to help with his work today, but his heart was filled with joy after the catastrophe.

"Son, the root of this tree should be peeled off, so let the servants come. This wild potato can be roasted."

Meihua didn't want to let this noble man help, and dared not let him speak.

"Oh, do you have a knife? I'll peel the skin and leave the roasting to the girl."

Ji Yunxiao found out last night that the young lady and the maid in the temple all cooked and eaten on the stove in the room.

As a man, how can he easily enter the woman's room, and the temple is also inconvenient, not because he is afraid of outsiders knowing, but because he thinks that the girl is so beautiful and can't hurt her at all.

Plum Blossom happily went to the kitchen to find a knife. This knife has been used for several years, and it is used less and less.

"Sir, it's troublesome."

Ji Yunxiao stared blankly at the rusted kitchen knife. People who once carried a sword will one day pick up a rusted kitchen knife.

"Young master, what's the matter?" Mei Hua didn't know what this son was thinking.

She is a girl who doesn't know how to sharpen a knife. She usually cuts things because she thinks the knife is not easy to cut and it is too dull.

"I'll sharpen the knife."

Ji Yunxiao took the kitchen knife, found a stone in the yard, and put it by the well. There was no good stone, so he could only grind it a few times.

There was a sigh in my heart, I don't know where the sword was lost?
He had never been so sharp.

This kitchen knife is not good, can it be used so dull?
Plum took the wild potato into the room to bake, and snickered in the room.

"Miss, that son helped the slaves to sharpen the knives."

"Yeah," Liang Xiwen replied softly. The weather was cold, so when she returned to the room, she would choose to sit on the bed and cover her body with a quilt.

My body is still too weak, I feel very cold, and my hands and feet are not warm at night.

The air in the room is not good for the stove, and there is nothing that can be done about it. The cold wind from outside blows into the room, and the quilt is too thin to keep warm.

Ji Yunxiao sharpened the knife, washed the knife, and began to peel the root bark.

"Oh, son, you can't cut so deep, we won't eat it."

Plum Blossom observed the outside in the room. Seeing that the young master was wasting so much, he felt very distressed. If they had two days of food, they were looking for the fruits of the morning.

"Yeah, girl, shouldn't the skin be darker, are those edible?"

"Son, this is for grinding, just peel off the outer skin."

"Oh, okay!" Ji Yunxiao had never seen anyone else do this work, so he was instructed to do rough work into fine work.

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The people sent by the chief guard went back to report to Chancheng, and when they came to Chancheng, the city gate was closed.

There are guards on the city wall, and in the cold weather, there is an oil stove burning, and the fire lights the entire city wall.

The guard shouted loudly: "Big brother on the city wall, can you open the door?"

"Hey, who doesn't know the rules? I don't know it's late at night, disturbing Lao Tzu's sleep."

The guards on the city wall, in this icy weather, looked at it so late, and slept in the fire for a while.

"Big brother, the youngest is the guard of Ji's house. If you are in a hurry to go back to the house, please open the city gate, and the youngest will definitely repay the big brother."

The people above looked down in the dark. They were also afraid of the temptation of bandits. When the city gate fell, they would have a greater responsibility.

"It's said to be from the Ji Palace, what evidence is there?"

The guard didn't wear the clothes of the guard of the Ji Mansion, but there was a sign on his body. He took out the sign in his arms and held up "Brother, look, this is a sign."

The guards on duty have also seen the sign of Jifu, and there are four guards on duty.

The two were guarding the city wall to prevent changes, and the two went down to open the city gate together.

The guard entered the city gate, sat on the horse, and took out a bag of silver from his arms.

"These are teas for the big brothers, troublesome."

"Why so late? It seems that it's not easy for you to be a messenger." One of the guards took the money and said casually.

"Yeah! It's freezing cold, who will go out without any problems? Those of us as errands can only follow orders. Thank you, big brother."

The guard did not dare to tell the truth, and spit bitterness casually.

The gate guard closed the gate again.

The guard came to the gate of the mansion, it was late at night, and the gate was closed.

He didn't dare to delay the matter of the eldest son in the middle of the night, and the guards knocked on the door in the middle of the night.

It was especially loud at night. There were patrols, watchmen, and night incense drinkers in the city. There was no curfew in the city.

The gatekeepers heard someone knocking on the door and opened the door quickly. They had already listened to the owner's instructions. If anyone came back, they must open the door quickly and take turns on duty 24 hours a day.

"Brother, why is it so late? Where's the captain?"

The gatekeeper saw only one person and asked with concern.

"Tell me more in my spare time. If the younger brother goes to report to the head of the family, the family sleeps in the yard outside, or in the yard of the wife?"

"The owner seems to be in the study all the time. The owner has instructed to report any news at any time."

"Okay, brother, no need to say more, the younger brother is going to see the head of the family now."

"Okay, I'll pull this horse to help feed it."

The gatekeeper saw the guard's horse lying on the ground tired, guessing that the horse must have run a lot of distance, and came back in the middle of the night, the horse must be tired and hungry.

"Thank you, brother." The guard held back his exhaustion and ran around for a day. He couldn't rest until late at night.

The guard came to the master's study, and there was someone guarding the door. He cupped his hands and said, "This eldest brother, please go in and report to the master. The little one will report to the house late at night."

"Brother, go in, the head of the house is not asleep yet." The guard opened the door of the study.

Monsoon was reading the books in the study. In the past two days, he had delayed some business affairs because of his son's affairs. He was guarding things in the study because he was there when someone came to report.

"Report to the Patriarch, the little one is back."

"You? Is the eldest young master back?" Monsoon recognized that this was one of the guards he sent.

"Report to the Patriarch, the eldest young master is missing."

Monsoon was sitting just now, and when he heard the words of his eldest son's disappearance, he stood up with a swish.

"What happened? Tell me more."

The guards heard what they heard, and then went to look for the son. What they saw was that the boy who was driving the carriage was injured and the horse was injured. They went to look for the son, and they searched all the way to the mountain, but they did not see the son or the robber.

The more Monsoon listened, the tighter his eyebrows became. He, who is experienced in all corners of the world, had already guessed that this was not an ordinary bandit, it might have been done by a killer.

Who has such a grudge against him?chase him.

Monsoon was worried about his son's safety at the moment, so he waved the guards out: "You go to eat and rest first, and go to the tent tomorrow to collect the reward."

"Patriarch, the little ones are not tired. As long as they are full, they can go to work. The little ones have to look for the son."

"The old man will naturally arrange it. After you have rested, you will be on duty in the mansion and patrolling."

Monsoon's expression is dignified, and there is no need to say more.

(End of this chapter)