Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 245 Uneasy
Indoors, Xiao Yuandu was like a raging lion, he picked up the ornaments and documents from the case and smashed them against the wall.

After Xiutu fled, he stood facing the mess for a long time, until his anger subsided before he went back to the desk and sat down.

But the bottom of my heart was still shaking because of Xiutu's words.

He had already noticed that he hated Jiang Nu earlier than he did at first, and he found many reasons, and those reasons were reasonable enough.

"You also care about the young lady..."

Xiutu's nonsensical sentence, rather than making him angry, it is better to say that he became angry from embarrassment.

After being ashamed and angry, he was frightened and couldn't help but start to reflect on himself. Could it be that he just doesn't hate Jiang Nu?

When she sent Jiang Nu away, she wished that she would never come back, but Jiang Nu really did not come back, and her heart was indescribably irritable and empty.

When she came back, the toughness that sent her away at the beginning seemed to be half short for no reason.It seems that it has been worn away in the day-to-day torment, and it seems that it just doesn't want to repeat the torment process again.

In short, these days, facing Jiang Nu's approach, or Jiang Nu's request, it is difficult for him to refuse as hard as before.

This is of course due to the change in Jiang Nu's attitude.

What puzzled him was that Jiang Nu's attitude had changed, so why couldn't he harden his heart?

Knowing that Jiang Nu will not change for no reason...

And today, just now, on the attic in the back garden, Jiang Nu's unexpected words seemed to stab a knife in his heart.

If it was someone else, he would have paid the price he deserved.

Even if Jiang Nu didn't know, what he said was not what he liked to hear after all, he was surprised that he could hold back and didn't leave, and when he talked with her next, he secretly reminded himself not to vent his anger.

When did his tolerance for Jiang Nu reach this point?

My thoughts became a mess again, and the more I thought about it, the more chaotic I became.

He simply forgot about it and ordered someone to call Cheng Ping: "Tomorrow I will have a banquet for the wealthy families in the city, please arrange it."

With such an order all of a sudden, Cheng Ping was a little uncertain about his intentions.

However, the situation in the room and Shangguan's expression showed that it was better for him not to ask at this time, because he would know tomorrow anyway.

Cheng Ping took the order and left.

The next day, Xiao Yuandu held a banquet for the guests in the government office.

A group of rich people who came to the appointment were also puzzled like Cheng Ping.

They have heard and seen the new county magistrate's behavior style. He is brave and has an iron fist. The key is that he does not show affection.

Everyone was trembling with trepidation, deeply afraid that an accident would cause disaster.

Xiao Yuandu is not a person who likes to go round the clock, before waiting for the wine to pass three rounds, he directly explained the purpose of coming...

The next day after the banquet, the money donated by the wealthy households was delivered in full.

After Cheng Ping counted and compiled the books, he swept away his previous worries: "Shangguan's ingenious plan! The sum of these is more than the number allocated by the county!"

Xiao Yuandu leaned back in the armchair, with his legs folded on the long case, and there was no trace of joy on his face.

He just applied Jiang Nu's rhetoric to those wealthy households.

He also told them that someone has already determined that next year will be a year of severe drought. If the canals and weirs are not built in time, they will be the ones who will suffer.

Wealthy households are also afraid of disaster victims.But compared to the disaster victims, they were obviously more afraid of Xiao Yuandu.

Although those present here were not implicated in Fan Guang's case, they are not completely innocent after all.Xiao Yuandu always held some grounds in his hands, so as soon as his words fell, everyone enthusiastically expressed their willingness to pledge donations.

Whether you are willing or not in your heart, you have to show a willing expression on your face, and you have to say: "It is our duty to help the poor..."

Tude is a quiet person.

What's more, the donation is only a drop in the bucket, and a good name will save you from long-term worries. It's worth it—it's better than being ransacked like Wu Youde, right?
Cheng Ping collected the thin volume, and talked with Xiao Yuandu about the recent tax collection.

Unknowingly, when it came to Xiaya, the doorman came to report, saying that the Tang family had also sent several carts of money.

"The Tang family?" Cheng Ping was puzzled, there was no Tang family among the guests at the banquet yesterday.

Xiao Yuandu twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he had expected it, "Tang Muling is willing to donate generously, so he is welcome."

After getting the exact figures, Cheng Ping turned serious, "Sir, why don't you think carefully—"

"Don't think about it." Xiao Yuandu raised his palm to interrupt him, and called two other officials to come, "Send a plaque to Mrs. Tang, remember, want to be beautiful!"

So amidst the sound of blowing and beating, a plaque with immeasurable merits and virtues was sent to the gate of Tang Mansion.
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On this day, Xiao Yuandu went out of the city to inspect the progress of the canal repair, and only returned to the inner courtyard in the middle of the day.

Finding that Jiangnu was not there, I asked the maid, and was told that the Tang family had a banquet, and the queen went to the banquet.

Xiao Yuandu remembered an "accident" a few days ago.

Jiang Nu went to Lingshui Village as usual, when the carriage passed by a mountain, suddenly a rolling stone fell from the sky, thanks to the timely response of the driver and the follower, there were no casualties, but the carriage was scrapped.

After Xiao Yuandu found out, he ordered Sun Sheng to take people to investigate. Sun Sheng found some messy footprints on the top of the mountain, but no suspects were found. It is not yet possible to confirm that these footprints are related to Rolling Stone.

But his intuition told Xiao Yuandu that those rolling stones were by no means an accident.

I have already told Jiang Nu not to go out of the city for the time being, but I forgot that there is still a banquet in the city...

Wenming Jiangnv brought four parts, and Chun Rong also followed, so she didn't say anything else.

After lunch, he went to the second hall to deal with some chores. Seeing that the sun was already in the west and people hadn't returned yet, Xiao Yuandu couldn't help but frown.

Seeing that he was restless sitting and lying down, Xiutu wanted to say: "Since the young master is worried, why don't you go meet the young madam?"

Before he could speak, Xiao Yuandu got up suddenly, took off the whip from the wall, and strode out of the second hall.
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Inside Tang's Manor in the eastern suburbs, everything was harmonious.

The sumptuous banquet was just coming to an end, Tang's mistress, Mrs. Qian, and other female family members of the Tang family were talking with Jiang Fosang.

Since coming to Wuxiong, Jiang Fosang has been living a reclusive life, at least in the city.

Except for Xiao Yuandu's unavoidable entertainment when he first took office, no matter whether it was an invitation or a visit, she would always refuse it.

But it's hard for Tang Shi to refuse, because she has been invited too many times - she also wants to see why Tang Shi is so "gracious".

It's been a long time since I've been here, I've visited the gardens, eaten delicacies, and enjoyed singing and dancing. Mrs. Qian hasn't gotten to the point for a long time, it seems that inviting her here today is really just for idle talk.

Until a group of maidservants in green clothes filed in.

Jiang Fosang looked at the waitress who served her tea, and felt familiar.

Calamus reminded: "It's condensed incense."

Ning Xiang prostrated herself on the ground, holding up the lacquer plate in her hand: "Madam, please, please use it."

His voice was trembling, and he was no longer as lively as before, and his exposed wrist was also bruised and purple.

Jiang Fosang looked down for a while, then reached out to take it.

"Does Mrs. Jiang know this maid?" Mrs. Qian beside her suddenly asked.

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