Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 85 It's Him
Jiang Fosang lay down again, unable to fall asleep again, the scenes that happened during the day kept flashing in his mind.

It is reasonable for two people who have nothing to do with each other not to save their lives.

Xiao Yuandu had no need to save each other, and Jiang Fusang never expected anything extravagantly.

Even if he doesn't do anything, she will find a way to escape from the kidnapper...

Xiao Yuandu did not abandon her after all.

But his actions brought back the memory of Jiang Fosang's tragic death in his previous life.

Since her rebirth, she has never been so close to death - this feeling, she did not feel when the gangsters were facing each other with swords, but thanks to Xiao Yuandu, she experienced it.

At the moment when he swung the knife, no matter whether Xiao Yuandu had enough confidence or not, the fact is that he didn't care about his life at all, so he was not afraid of any deviation.

He killed Ma Lian just because he wanted to do so, not just to save himself.

As for whether he would be injured or killed in the process of killing the horse's face, it was never in his consideration...

His willingness to kill made him look like an ant all the more.

Eight years have passed, and as a grasshopper on a rope, Jiang Fosang has suppressed his hatred of snatching the marriage as much as possible.

Even if she thinks about it sometimes, she feels that it is better not to have such a husband, but if she is really a widow, it is not good for her.

There are quite a few widows in the Jiang family. Since the day they became widows, they have lived in seclusion, and their unclear image has become a gray shadow, completely losing their sense of existence.

Regardless of the big and small things in the clan, weddings and funerals, celebrations and funerals, they have nothing to do with them, and the words they say have no weight.

Remarriage may solve this dilemma.If you are thinking about your ex-husband's old love or are unwilling to remarry because of raising orphans and children, then you can only accept your fate.

From being attached to men, to being attached to the alms of the clan, from passive to more passive.

——This is not Jiang Fosang's wish.

Since she agreed to marry on her behalf, besides avoiding the difficulties of the Longevity Sect, she also has something she wants to do.

And what she wants to do, she must "struggle with power"—why not?No one stipulates that women can only be bullied by power, but they cannot use it to climb and turn passive into active.

But it is extremely difficult for a widow to do this.

Before marrying to Chongzhou, her plan was to take advantage of Hu Qilang's last three years to lay a solid foundation early, so that when he passed away, her situation would not be too difficult.

The same principle applies to Xiao Yuandu.

In the afternoon, killing intent filled his chest, wishing he could kill him right away.

Finally endured it.

One, it cannot be killed; two, Xiao Yuandu is not yet ready to die.

However, even if Xiao Yuandu is alive, the only function is to save himself from becoming a widow.

This Husband Master couldn't lend her the "momentum" she needed.

In other words, she needs to find another backer.

The Xiao family's inner house is not a miasma, but the relationship is not simple.

Mrs. Tong has no children, but she is the aunt of the other three sons. She will definitely not go around Bian and the others to help her... Besides, she doesn't need anything in the inner house.

Jiang Fosang's eyes were only on the highest mountain of the Xiao family.
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When Liang Shuo came, he first reported the progress of the few things that happened a few days ago.

The three shops have been purchased, and the servants required by the craftsmen have also been fully equipped.

Two days ago it was arranged for Feng Hao to go to Anzhou with a merchant in Jiyuan City, at least half a month, at most a month to return.

Gebu and Yuebu are also sold well in the market, and are very popular among people in the north.

At present, only the purchase of the manor remains--

"I found a number of philistines in the city who specialize in soliciting sales. With their help, I found a few manors waiting to be sold. The locations are good, and they are all on the outskirts of the city. I went to see them in person, but none of them were suitable. Yes, I have to look for it again."

Jiang Fusang knew immediately that he was using the manors in the Southland, such as the Jiaming Garden that once belonged to her, as a reference.

Although the gentry in the southern lands built manors, they also paid attention to practicality, but it was not the main thing. The most important thing was a beautiful word.

Not only must there be rich mountains and seas, rich rivers and forests, but also rich houses in Chongmen, connected houses in Donghu, high terraces and pavilions, and heavy buildings in Feiguan. In addition, Hualin Quchi is a must for gardens.

Gather stones to divert water, plant forests and open streams.Trees and grasses are planted as if they were natural—everyone pays attention to the wildness and freshness of "peach, plum, summer green, bamboo, cypress, holly".

Jiang Fosang didn't care about these, but forgot to tell Liang Shuo.

"There is no need to look for it for the time being. The matter at hand is temporarily handed over to others. You go to Wu'an County, Zhending County..."

Jiang Fosang retreated to the left and right, and explained the reason to Liang Shuo.

After hearing this, Liang Shuo was stunned for a while.

"Female, female gentleman, how do you know that there is..."

Suddenly realizing that he shouldn't ask more questions, he immediately swallowed the remaining words.

"I'm leaving now."

"Wait." Jiang Fosang pondered for a moment, and said, "Before you go, go to the Renshi Market to buy a slave. It must be from Wu'an County."

Zhending is not close to Jiyuan. She, a bride who is not familiar with the place, suddenly went to such a remote place to buy a manor. It was too abrupt and too eye-catching, and she needed an introduction.

Liang Shuo went straight to Renshi after leaving Xiao Mansion, and Chun Rong was with him.

Since becoming a female gentleman, Chunrong has also learned how to be a maid with her heart, just like Acorus Jilian and the others.

But she is really clumsy, she is not smart enough to read and write, and she has brute force, but the female monarch is surrounded by servants, and the Xiao family is not short of trilogy soldiers, so where is there any use for her to contribute?

A great sense of loss lingers in her heart, causing her to be depressed recently.

Calamus noticed it and told the lady.Jiang Fosang entrusted her with picking slaves and asked Liang Shuo to take her with him.

The largest human city is in the southwest of the city. Unlike the east and west cities, there are rows of buildings. There are only a few rows of simple houses on the human city side, surrounded by three sides and empty in the middle.

Anyway, there is no shortage of manpower in Bieyuan, and buying slaves this time is just a cover, it doesn't matter what kind of slaves they buy.Liang Shuo simply became the hands-off shopkeeper, went to a nearby teahouse to rest, and left the rest to Chunrong.

This was Chunrong's first time on business, and the pressure was not small. When he took the money bag, his face was serious and serious.

Liang Shuo tried not to laugh.

Chun Rong walked around and looked around, and everything she could see was the first sellers who inserted the labels, and they were all covered in rags, shabby and dirty, just like her a few months ago.

After arriving at the side of the female monarch, she was fed every meal, and she has been raised until now, and she is no longer what she used to be.Although she didn't gain weight by eating dry food, she was still as thin as a firewood stick, but according to sister Ji Lian's words, at least she had a human appearance.

Back then, she was like a skeleton ghost.

But there are so many skeleton ghosts in this market that Chun Rong doesn't know which one to pick.

After passing an inconspicuous horn, he suddenly stopped.

There is a person lying on the corner between the two earthen walls—it can barely be called a person.

Skinny, unkempt, and with hands like chicken feet, there is only a human shape left.

Holding a broken branch in his left hand, he was drawing something over and over on the ground.

Chun Rong became curious, knelt down in front of him, tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, but found that he didn't recognize him.

"You can read?" she asked.

The man didn't respond, and his hands didn't stop.

Chun Rong stood up and handed the money bag to the man not far away: "It's him."

(End of this chapter)