Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 75
"it is good."

Wen Qian glanced at Wen Cheng and said, "The leaves of the mulberry tree are green, not much bigger than an adult's palm. If there are fruits, the immature ones are blue, and the ripe ones are purple-red. The fruits are about the size of a thumb."

Wen Qian talked while walking, but at the same time, he didn't forget to look around.

"okay, I get it."

Wen Cheng responded, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, he always felt that Wen Xiucai had changed too much.

Then he shook his head mockingly, feeling that he was thinking too much.

Putting aside his muddy thoughts, Wen Cheng lowered his head and followed Wen Qian silently, and also began to look for the so-called mulberry tree.

The two looked around and searched for the mountain until the sunset, but they did not find the shadow of the mulberry tree.

Wen Cheng raised his head and saw a ray of light remaining in the sky. He knew that darkness would come soon, so he reached out his hand to stop Wen Qian from walking forward.

"Wen Xiucai, it's time for us to go down the mountain! When it gets dark, the mountain road will be difficult to walk."

Wen Qian raised her eyes to look at Wen Cheng, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know martial arts. This rugged and weedy mountain road was indeed difficult for Wen Cheng, who was a scholar.

"it is good."

It was dark when Wen Qian returned home angrily.

Walking into the yard, I saw Jiang's mother and daughter talking and laughing in the kitchen, it was very lively.

"Mom, is there hot water? I want to take a shower."

Wen Qian yelled towards the kitchen, turned around and was about to enter the main room for a cup of herbal tea, when she instantly met Huang Weibao's eyes.

Huang Weibao was slightly stunned: "Brother, where have you been? Are you thirsty, I'll pour you tea."

Immediately, Wen Qian was invited into the room, and poured a cup of tea in a nonchalant manner.

"Thank you." Wen Qian took the cup, drank it in one gulp, raised her hand, and signaled him to pour another cup.

Huang Weibao lifted the teapot and filled the teacup in Wen Qian's hand with water.

Wen Qian finished drinking the tea, put the teacup on the table, motioned for Huang Weibao to sit down, and looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you here? But what happened to the sugarcane in Liujiawan?"

Huang Weibao shook his head and waved his hands: "Brother, I misunderstood. With the silver you gave me and A Rou's idea, I adopted A Rou's suggestion, so that the villagers who grow sugar cane can get half a tael of sugar cane money in advance , As a result, they rushed to plant sugar cane."

Wen Qian's face turned dark, this Ah Rou, who turned her elbows out before she got married, why didn't she give me any advice.

My sister will never admit that I was hit by Huang Weibao's wave of dog food in my jealous and envious little heart.

It's getting dark now, just an oil lamp.

Huang Weibao didn't notice the displeasure on Wen Qian's face. Seeing that he didn't speak, he thought he had said something wrong, and felt a little uneasy.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? But is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Wen Qian sulked for a while, and found Huang Weibao's restraint and uneasiness, and felt that she was too narrow-minded.

Ah Rou and he are unmarried couples, shouldn't they have a good relationship!

"No. Then what are you talking about when you come to Wen's house this time?"

Huang Weibao rubbed his hands in embarrassment, Jun blushed slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother, I want to invite you to take a look at those sugar canes in Liujiawan, they are growing well, they are as tall as a chopstick, I go to the villagers’ fields to supervise and inspect every day, just to ensure that every section of sugarcane can be unearthed and sprout.”

Wen Qian glanced at Huang Weibao's weird expression, is he licking his face and begging for praise?

You've said it all, it doesn't take much to praise you, and I'm naturally not a stingy person.

"Well, you did a good job! I'll go with you tomorrow to have a look."

Huang Weibao felt happy when he heard this, and the smile on his face became wider, and he said excitedly: "Brother, you sit and rest for a while, I will go to the kitchen to see if the hot water is ready, I will bring you hot water Take a bath."

Wen Qian looked at the back of Huang Weibao striding away, some monk Zhang Er was puzzled, wondering what he was excited about?
Huang Weibao went to the kitchen and carried Jiang's large wooden bucket filled with water into Wenqian's room, put a small piece of soap on the small wooden stool, and ran to Wen Qian's side.

"Brother, go take a shower, I've prepared everything for you."

Wen Qian nodded, got up and went back to the room.

After simply taking a comfortable bath, Huang Weibao pushed the door open and entered the room as soon as she put on her underwear.

Wen Qian was so frightened that she immediately jumped onto the bed, grabbed the quilt with both hands and was about to cover her body.

"Brother, do you feel cold? Get on the bed in such a hurry?" Huang Weibao looked at Wen Qian in a daze.

"Uh..." Wen Qian was shocked back to reality by his big brother, and suddenly remembered that her current body was a man, so there was nothing to hide from.

Wen Qian immediately remedied: "Yes, I feel a little cold, so I thought about getting under the quilt to warm up."

"That's right, you scholars are weak." Huang Weibao nodded in agreement, picked up the big wooden barrel on the ground and walked out.

Wen Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this is the stubborn Huang Weibao, if it was Wen Kun, I'm afraid he would have to think too much.

During the meal, Wen Qian told Jiang Shi about Wen Qiu's idea of ​​learning embroidery. Jiang Shi didn't answer immediately after hearing this, so she asked whether her aunt and uncle knew about it.

Wen Qian immediately understood the subtext in Jiang's words. This was to ask her aunt and uncle to send Wen Qiu to learn embroidery. If she couldn't learn it, it was because she didn't have the skills. Jiang couldn't be blamed for hiding her selfish intentions.

Wen Qian didn't expect Jiang Shi to be so thoughtful, but Jiang Shi's words can be regarded as expressing his willingness to teach Wen Qiu embroidery.

Thinking that tomorrow, after she and Huang Weibao went to Liujiawan to see the planted sugar cane, she would immediately go to the old house to make arrangements for Wen Qiu and Wen Dong.

After all, Wen Qiu is already twelve years old, and Wen Dong is also ten years old. Time is very tight, and there is still a big difference between learning one day earlier and one day later.

Wen Qian closed the door, walked to the window, looked up at the dazzling moon, and turned around to leave.

Wen Qian, with astonishing ear strength, heard a faint breathing sound, his face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Come out!"

The dark night man who was hiding in the dark paused, the mocking expression on his face suddenly changed, he jumped in from the window, and knelt down on one knee: "My subordinate Zhunqing, I have seen Master Shaogu."

Wen Qian looked at the man in black who called himself Zhunqing, with an ordinary face, but the aura leaked from him made her have a competitive heart.

This person is very strong, just looking at his aura, he is somewhat stronger than intoxicated. In terms of martial arts, I don't know if she can defeat him!

"It's poison... Did my master send you here?"

Wen Qian wanted to call Du Xie an old Taoist at first, but then remembered that he was already an apprentice of Du Xie old Tao, and he had also acquired the status of the master of Shaogu, so it was hard to call him by his first name.

"Yes, this is what the owner of the valley asked me to give you." Zhunqing lowered her head and presented a letter with both hands.

Wen Qian's eyes were fixed, and she reached out to take the letter in his hand.

Huh, huh, huh!
Three silver needles were thrown out of Zhunqing's sleeve in an instant, hitting Wen Qian's eyes and eyebrows directly.

Wen Qian grabbed the letter, spun her backhand in the air, and instantly blocked the two silver needles that shot towards her eyes. That silver needle.

Her black eyes turned cold, and there was a trace of red light, which was wrapped on the three silver needles, and she turned to face Zhunqing, and flew away.

shhhhhh!
"Bump, bump—"

Zhunqing blocked the silver needles that shot both eyes, and the last one hit the center of the eyebrow without any suspense.

Feeling the sharp pain between his eyebrows, a stream of blood splashed out, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped his heart.

Just when Zhunqing thought that he was careless and would surely die, Wen Qian pinched the silver needle between his eyebrows with two fingers, and kicked him in the stomach.

Zhunqing was instantly repelled several steps by the force of this kick, and lay on the ground miserably, with one hand tightly covering the bleeding brow.

Wen Qian looked at the letter with two more holes in her hand, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "The next crime is what crime?"

Zhunqing's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and propped himself up, knelt down on the ground again, and said respectfully and coldly: "The next crime is a capital crime!"

"Oh?" Wen Qian looked at Zhunqing coldly with a smile on her brows and said, "In that case, I shouldn't have saved you!"

"Yes." Zhunqing lowered her head, her eyes were full of death after the expression on her face changed unpredictably, she raised her head and looked at Wen Qian calmly: "Please give Zhunqing death, Lord Shaogu."

"Death?" Wen Qian hooked the corners of her lips, and smiled slightly: "Are you qualified?"

Zhunqing looked at Wen Qian, who was smiling like a demon, and was stung by her words, even the tingling between her eyebrows stopped instantly, and she doubted herself: "I'm not qualified?"

(End of this chapter)