Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 162
At night, the wind got stronger and the temperature dropped more and more.

Fang Yao covered her face with a hat, pushed open the prefabricated lattice door, and jumped out.

A thin layer of ice scab had formed under the shallow snow-covered soil, and thick moccasin boots stepped on it, making a soft clicking sound.

The biting cold wind whizzed past the ears with patches of goose-feather-like snow, and the only sound left in the whole world was the sound of the wind.

Not far away from the direction of the ferry, there is a person walking slowly towards this side.

It's Fan Chen.

His brows and eyes drooped slightly, and the black and dark gold cloak fluttered behind him, but there was a light layer of white on his head and shoulders, and his whole body seemed to be covered in wind and snow.

Seeing her standing outside, he couldn't help quickening his pace.

"Why aren't you in the carriage on such a cold day?"

"Wait for you."

Fan Chen's eyes lit up, then quickly dimmed, and said clearly, "Are you waiting for the money from Master Hongtian?"

Fang Yao couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, and said with a flattering smile: "It's really you, you know everything I think so clearly."

"Okay, don't touch your hands."

Fan Chen squinted at his shoulder, and walked towards the carriage. After walking a few steps, he found that Fang Yao hadn't followed, and turned his head, "Don't stand outside, go into the carriage."

"okay."

Fang Yao looked at Fan Chen's empty hands, thinking that the other party probably wanted to give a bank note, so she raised her heels and followed.

Fan Chendu's carriage did not have a lattice door, but only a thick curtain covered with tung oil cloth. He went up first and lit the brazier, and after Fang Yao came in, he fixed the curtain again, but even so, there was still a slight chill Drill in.

Fang Yao sat a little further in, huddled next to the brazier, and thought to herself that it was fortunate that she had thought about it and left the door ahead of time.

Fan Chen tried a few times, but found that he couldn't completely block the all-pervasive wind, so he decided to give up.

He sat back opposite Fang Yao, and said with a heavy expression, "Zhangxiang City has suffered serious losses this time. Although the people in the city are fine for the time being, the food and supplies have been seriously damaged, not to mention the heavy snowfall now..."

As Fang Yao listened, her heart skipped a beat.

This rhetoric, this tone of voice, why is it so similar to the attitude of the boss of an unscrupulous company where she was an intern before her wages were owed...

She interrupted him tremblingly, "You mean..."

Fan Chen said quietly: "I have reported the embezzlement of the money in Cao Zhi County to the emperor truthfully, and the emperor asked the money to be used to rebuild Zhangxiang City, and I can no longer manipulate it."

"...I didn't let you do anything."

Fang Yao was speechless, "Didn't you say that you would give Master Hongtian's share...cough cough...to me?"

Could this guy be pretending to be stupid?
However, Fan Chen looked up at her, suddenly changed the subject, and asked: "You also saw the sacrificial ceremony that day, what do you think... how about it?"

Fang Yao didn't know why he asked this suddenly, but she still thought about it and answered honestly: "It's a big scene, and it probably costs a lot of money."

She paused as she spoke, and suddenly became vigilant, "You mean..."

Fan Chen nodded, and said sadly: "Although Cao Zhixian and Master Hongtian will share the collected money equally, all the expenses for holding the sacrificial ceremony will be borne by Master Hongtian alone, so your money... "

"..."

Fang Yao was in a hurry and almost got into a fight.

But in the next second, Fan Chen suddenly took out a bank note from his pocket and put it on the coffee table, Fang Yao's anger froze again.

She picked up the banknote and looked at it. It said "Jingsheng Bank", and the value below it was 5000 taels.

"There are not many for now. If you are not satisfied, you can take a few clothes and go." Fan Chen leaned on the carriage, and he relaxed, his brows and eyes were full of exhaustion.

Fang Yao tentatively asked: "Uh... Is this your own money?"

Fan Chen raised his eyelids, and muttered without energy: "Otherwise."

Sure enough, when Fang Yao saw the words Jingsheng Bank, Fang Yao felt that it was probably the name of the bank in the capital.

She was still suspecting that Fan Chen said so much, and when he was in Liyang County last time, he was deliberately playing himself and didn't want to give money.

I didn't expect him to pay for it himself...

Although she has been thinking about a rich woman with ten thousand taels these days, after seeing the tragic situation of the victims in Zhangxiang City, she feels that it is impossible for Fan Chen to really give her ten thousand taels.

Even if she really gave it, she didn't dare to ask for it all.

After all, the money was pulled out bit by bit from the people affected by the disaster.

But it's different now, the 5000 taels were paid for by Fan Chen himself, Fang Yao instantly lost her psychological burden, and asked happily, "Why do you have so much money?"

However, Fan Chen just muttered softly and aggrievedly: "Sleepy..."

"..."

Fang Yao took a closer look, and found that this guy had already fallen asleep.

She silently collected the banknotes, and gently covered him with the blanket next to him, her eyes touched the faint black shadow under his eyelids, and she sighed with emotion.

Civil servants who went out every day in ancient times had a hard time.

She opened a corner of the curtain, quickly got out and fastened it tightly again, for fear that the strong cold wind would wake Fan Chen up.

Back in the carriage, Li Fugui and others were already waiting.

"Master, let's go?"

"Ah."

Fang Yao pushed open the latticed wooden door, got into the carriage, pushed the door lightly again, and the door panel closed, completely blocking the wind and snow outside.

This detachable lattice door panel is a push-pull type, and there is a notch under the door of the carriage, which Fang Yao specially asked the old carpenter to make.

There is no need to drive inside to take up space, and it will not hit the driver when driving outside, which has been unanimously praised by the Li clan.

It was freezing outside, but it was warm inside the carriage.

The brazier was stuffed under the plank bed where she slept, and was fixed with something. The bed plank above was scorched hot. Lying on it was like sleeping on a hot kang, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Not only that, but the door panel next to it was also very hot, and Li Fugui could lean on it to keep warm while driving outside.

This is a good idea that Jiang came up with, and it has now been extended to the whole team.

"Master, Brother Yang said that the official road in Zhangxiang is easy to follow, so you don't have to come out at night."

Outside, Li Fugui was still talking.

Fang Yao confessed: "Patriarch, if you are tired and sleepy, you have to say, I will replace you then."

"Don't worry, master, I've had enough rest these few days, and I'm in good spirits."

As Li Fugui said, he yelled "Drive", and the car started creaking again.

Fang Yao pulled up the blanket, hugged the little girl who liked to roll around her legs, and lay down slowly.

Originally, she was thinking that after crossing the river, she might not be in a hurry to leave.

But ever since she heard what old Hongtou said on the boat, she felt uneasy in her heart.

The Gu Master once left the phrase "there will be a period later", and he also went to the north, almost without thinking, the other party has his eyes on her.

And it is very likely that the comer is not good.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be perverted enough to give her the baby he poisoned as a so-called "gift"!
She closed her eyes slightly, hoping to drive more before the wind and snow got bigger.

……

Somewhere along the Zhangxiang River.

A lone boat sails into withered reeds.

"Ouch-"

Not far away, there was a wolf howling.

Immediately afterwards, another sound, two sounds, more and more...

A short figure pushed aside the reeds and easily landed on the shore. Three to five feet away, a dozen wolves with bloody eyes were staring at him.

"It must have been hard work after following for so long."

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