Salted Fish Lady Loves to Eat Melons

Chapter 77 Assassination
"Midnight? I had just fallen asleep at that time. Oh, if I had known, I should have sent him off first and then went to sleep!" Wen Qingwan murmured with regret.

"Master, the Marquis certainly doesn't want to see your tears of parting, so he specially coaxed you to sleep before leaving."

"Forget it, everyone has left. There's no point in saying more. Let's go to the porch to have breakfast!"

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather has become quite hot, but because it is raining, the temperature is quite comfortable.

Raindrops dripped down the eaves. No other sound could be heard in the courtyard except the sound of rain and the crisp sounds of the eaves bells when the breeze blew.

After breakfast, Wen Qingwan sat in the rocking chair on the porch to read a book, Jinlan sat aside to look at the accounts, and Xiaoyuan was wiping the tables and chairs.

When the fifth son of the Xiao family came in, he saw such a peaceful scene.

The rain was falling steadily, covering the entire yard in mist.

He stood at the gate of his eldest brother's yard and said, "Sister-in-law, you said last time that you had a waterwheel blueprint for me. It's raining today, so I'll take this opportunity to try to make a waterwheel and show it to you."

"Well, Jinlan, take this to the Fifth Young Master." Wen Qingwan took out a piece of blueprint from her sleeve.

Xiao Wu immediately stepped forward to take it. Sure enough, there was an exquisite waterwheel pattern drawn on the paper, which made his eyes flash with excitement.

He has always longed for a power that could change the irrigation of farmland in Zhuangzi, and this waterwheel is the dream in his heart.

"Thank you, sister-in-law. I will go back to the yard and try to make the waterwheel now." After saying this, Xiao Wu ran away in the rain.

"Master Wu, please wait for your servant, you haven't opened the umbrella yet!" Xiao Wu's personal servant couldn't catch up with him and could only shout.

Xiao Wu ran away without looking back. When he returned to the yard, he quickly picked up his tools, as if he was expecting a miracle to happen.

The waterwheel is not just a wooden device, but also a symbol that carries his countless hopes and dreams.

If his waterwheel is successful, the people of Dasheng will no longer have to worry about having fields above the river.

He was completely immersed in the atmosphere of joy, as if he had been reborn and had a greater goal in life.

Wen Qingwan couldn't help but laugh at this scene, "Old Five seems to have suddenly burst out with great strength at this moment. That servant will definitely not be able to catch up with him."

"Master, I think the young masters of this Marquis' Mansion are much more ambitious than those of the Wen Mansion."

"They used to go hungry and face cold stares when they went out. They are nothing like the young masters of the Wen Mansion. They are tired of eating all kinds of delicacies in the mansion. Moreover, because they have a good sister, they are sought after by others when they go out."

Wen Qingwan said this and buried her head in her book again. Everything in the Wen Mansion had nothing to do with her anymore. The only person she could care about from now on was Xiao Jin.

Wen Qingwan had only seen the word "concern" in a book and knew its meaning.

In her two lives, she had never truly experienced the feeling of worry. As soon as she separated from Xiao Jin, she began to miss him.

Is this what concern is?

It turns out that the feeling of caring about someone is so wonderful, it's simply indescribable!

Xiao Jin, who was worried about Wen Qingwan, was also missing her at this time. He went to the military camp at midnight and selected 50,000 soldiers to set off directly.

However, he was worried about his maid, so he quietly returned to the Marquis' Mansion. Only when he saw that she was sleeping soundly did he leave reluctantly.

At the moment of dawn, the sky gradually turned red, and when the sun's rays should have illuminated the earth, it began to rain heavily.

This resulted in the large group being unable to move forward in the rain, and the raindrops obscured his handsome face.

He ordered solemnly, "Deputy General, listen to my order. When the rain subsides, you can lead the main force forward. Leng Yan will lead 5,000 elite troops to follow me to the border."

"I obey your command." The generals in the front row looked at the mighty Marquis with a firm and resolute look in their eyes. In the rain, their lord was wearing a battle robe, and his demeanor was outstanding, like a general in a fairyland.

Behind him, the elite soldiers lined up in neat rows, holding weapons, with a determined look on their faces.

Leng Yan and his men are the Marquis' most trusted guards, and they are responsible for his safety to the end. "Marquis, you can't leave alone."

"The Fifth Prince has requested support. We must hurry over. It won't hurt if you follow closely behind us."

After Xiao Jin finished speaking, he rode away. It wasn't that he cared much about the fifth prince's cousin, but he wanted to defeat Beidi as soon as possible and return home.

The girl he had been dreaming about has already been married home, but he has no time to accompany her!
He will always remember the Marquis' Mansion twenty years ago, before it became as dire as it later became, and the Mansion still had some assets.

Although his father did nothing, he still had some sense of protection for his eldest son, and his grandmother would also protect him a little.

The stepmother didn't dare to do anything to him openly, but in order for her son to become the eldest son of the marquis's mansion, she tried her best to bully him behind his back.

He was only two years old at that time. How could he resist her? He could only avoid her clutches and seek protection from his father.

If it weren't for his grandmother and father protecting him, those two women would probably have strangled him to death.

Before he grew up and took revenge on her, that woman worked herself to death!

He was just wanting to take a break, but his father remarried a stepmother, who also wanted to kill him!
At such a young age, he fought fiercely with them. Although he won more often, he fell ill in the end and had no money to treat his illness.

Just when he was in despair, the little girl was like a ray of dazzling sunshine, tearing a crack in his heart and thick armor, and shining strongly into his soul.

From then on, he disdained to fight with his stepmothers. His only goal was to protect her with all his strength.

Now he had married her as he wished, and also obtained the title of Marquis of Weiwu according to the emperor's will.

As long as he can defeat the Northern Di this time, he will ask for a marquisate of ten thousand households for her. Minister Wen and Concubine Wen are nothing.

Xiao Jin sat on a tall horse and looked around. It was a lush forest with swaying tree shadows and a gentle breeze blowing on his face.

But he knew that behind this calmness, there were endless dangers and conspiracies.

The third prince is not like the crown prince, who has the queen and his maternal family to protect him.

The third prince's mother and the imperial concubine are from the same Fan family, and the second prince is not keen on that position.

But the Fan family would not support the Third Prince without the permission of the Imperial Concubine, so the Third Prince could only rely on himself.

His people have been doing small things behind the scenes, and have tried to win him over many times but to no avail.

Finally they found out that the Fifth Prince was his cousin, so those people wanted to kill him. The last time he was injured was because of the Third Prince.

The sound of horse hooves did not stop. Xiao Jin frowned slightly and his mind was full of thoughts. Suddenly, his attention was attracted by several murderous auras in the forest.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes, feeling that several figures were floating towards him like ghosts.

Soon, several masters wearing black robes, black hoods and holding sharp swords surrounded him.

Xiao Jin's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and every step he took was steady and powerful, as if he was going to hold them under his feet.

"Who are you, you dare to surround me? Do you think your life is too long?"

Hearing this, the killers felt their hearts tighten. They had never felt such murderous aura before.

(End of this chapter)