"Give me a list. I'll go out tomorrow. It may take a few days to come back. But you can rest assured if you leave this to me."

Lin Xueyan didn't want to find it in person.

But she had to find a reliable person herself to do this for her.

Seeing Lin Xueyan agree, Jiang Wancheng was relieved in his heart.

After talking about this, the two of them talked about the rendition contract in Eugene's hand.

Jiang Wancheng: "I have something to pay attention to, and I need Sister Xueyan to help me..."

Lin Xueyan leaned over and the two of them whispered, with a playful smile on Lin Xueyan's face.

"Well, Wancheng, you are indeed a girl from our clan. She is quite thoughtful and not a simple person! However, this matter is interesting and I am willing to accompany you!"

Jiang Wancheng thought she was praising him.

into the night.

Because Fuxue and others were found, Jiang Wancheng asked Tingfeng to prepare several tables of banquets.

The table was set up in the front yard. Bai 1, Bai 2, Bai 5, and Wang Chu were recovering from serious injuries and could not drink, so they sat at the outermost table and guarded the door.

Yang Hu and Li Sigui were also pulled to the table. The aunts who usually did some chores in the yard were also invited to drink today. They were all from the same village, so they all sat at the same table.

The rest of the people, Shi Yi and Wu Da, Bai 67, 89 and 90, all held a red gold table.

A few maids and a table of Aunt Zhao.

Lin Xueyan and Jiang Wancheng invited Mr. Liao, Qi Qilang and Erlang to accompany them, and naturally Ya Jieer and Zhibao sat at the last table.

As the owner of the village, Jiang Wancheng was the first to hold the wine glass and apologize to Mr. Liao: "Sir, men and women are sharing the table today, and there is no distinction between men and women. It's because my daughter's arrangements were not appropriate and she didn't pay attention to etiquette. Please forgive me, sir. Don't blame me." ”

Mr. Liao smiled and nodded: "No problem. When I was young, I grew up in the countryside. I had children at home. When guests came, they were never divided into men, women, old and young."

"I still miss it from time to time. I used to be free and happy without being bound by such etiquette! Well, now in the countryside and in my own courtyard, I don't have to pay attention to so many red tapes. It's nice to be free."

In fact, Jiang Wancheng did not act recklessly, but first asked Erlang to ask Mr. Liao if he was willing to attend tonight's banquet. He agreed and made such an arrangement.

But if he felt uncomfortable and didn't want to sit with them, she wouldn't force him and would prepare a table and send it to him in the courtyard.

I thought that as a former official in the imperial court, he would have some official arrogance and would be unwilling to share a meal with common people like them or even slaves.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Liao was such an approachable senior.

Obviously, after the last night attack by the Jin Yiwei, Mr. Liao now has a sense of sharing the same hardships with them.

Occasionally, he would go for a walk on the village, watch fish and flowers, and observe farmers and humanities.

He would also take Erlang and the other kids to the wild to learn about nature, and Bai Liu would take them down the river to fish and catch crabs. He would also let Erlang try to write poems and compose poems, instead of just teaching a nerd.

In this regard, Jiang Wancheng appreciates and even feels grateful for his teaching methods and concepts.

Mr. Liao is a bit ahead of his time.

Jiang Wancheng didn't know that she was now an extraordinary little girl in Mr. Liao's heart.

After resisting the Jin Yiwei that night, Mr. Liao noticed her responsibility and courage.

How many women in this world, like her, dare to lead three guards, a housekeeper and a maid to defend the enemy?
The one he was fighting against was the notorious Jin Yiwei!

If you don't run away, you have taken responsibility.

He also swore to defend his homeland to the death, and this was only possible with the coexistence of courage and wisdom.

Even among men in this world, not many can do it like her.

What's even more rare is that these slaves can now be regarded as equals, not vassals, and they can be invited to drink and eat. Although it is a bit of a violation of etiquette, it is not harmful if it is just in one's own courtyard.

With such a sister, Erlang's character, words and deeds in the future will definitely be the same.

Mr. Liao was naturally willing to let go of his airs, follow the local customs, and be more kind to others.

After three rounds of drinking, many people drank a little too much.

Chi Jin was poured half a jar of wine by Shi Yi, poured it on the table, and was already unconscious.

Jiang Wancheng looked at Wu Da, who immediately stood up in a fake manner and said: "Oh! This Chilang-kun really can't bear the drink. He drank too much after just a few bowls. I'd better help him back to the room to rest, everyone. Eat well and drink well.”

Wu Da picked up Chi Jin and stumbled into the room.

Throwing him on the bed, Chi Jin struggled to open one eye, "You... poisoned me... shameless..."

Wuhan University was shocked.

"How can you still wake up after drinking so much?"

Then he picked up a gourd ornament on the side and hit it on Chijin's head with a bang.

Chi Jin rolled his eyes and fainted completely.

Wu Da then clapped his hands and said, "Who told you to mess with this girl? Let's not talk about herself, just look at the people around her. Do you think you will live longer?"

"What's more, in this world, the most difficult thing to raise is a little girl. I want to mess with her, tsk!"

Putting away the water ladle, Wu Da happily went out to drink again.

midnight.

Chi Jin woke up from the cold.

Why was he so cold in this hot summer, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his bones were aching from the cold?

Chi Jin was trembling with his eyes closed.

As his brain became clearer and clearer, he became more and more aware that something was wrong.

Why can't he open his eyelids?

And it was indeed cold around him.

Wherever the tentacles touch, there is ice as sharp as a blade!

Where is he?
Is it a dream or reality?
If it's a dream, why is everything so real?
"Hey!"

"anyone there?"

"come out!"

"Where is this!"

"Girl? Girl!"

"Wu Da!!?"

"Jiang Wancheng! Jiang Wancheng, come out—"

He found that although he had the strength to shout, his hands and feet were tied and he had not yet regained the strength to break free.

After trying to use the remaining internal energy, Chijin discovered that his acupuncture points were sealed!

Although you can try to break through, it is very likely that it will go backwards and cause complete chaos in the meridians!
At that time, even the Great Luo Immortal could not save his life.

Or, you have to spend time and take your time. If you have a day and a night, you can do it.

But now he guessed that he must be in some extremely cold place, and he even guessed that this place must be the mysterious ice cellar on Zhuangzi!

Therefore, maybe he would have been frozen to death before he could open his acupuncture points and recover his internal strength!
As a native of Dajin, Chijin simply couldn't stand such a cold ice cellar.

He gritted his teeth and growled at the surrounding darkness: "What on earth do you want to do!? If you want to use this to sharpen and break my will, then you guessed wrong!"

"I am pure gold!"

"He was tortured for several months at Lingyun Temple, but he never gave in or accepted his fate. He was a close guard beside the head of the Jiang family of Dajin!" (End of this chapter)

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