Need for money

Why is Aunt Yu's hand hurt?

Lin Jingzhi was startled, put down the bowl and chopsticks, pinched Aunt Yu's left hand in his palm, and took off the sleeve that covered her little hand, only to see that her little hand, which was originally as white as jade, was covered with dense, A large patch of tiny pinholes.

Among them, the thumb and index finger had the most pinholes. Lin Jingzhi roughly estimated that there were at least [-] or [-] pinholes. "Yu'er, what happened to your hand? How did it hurt?"

Aunt Yu didn't expect that Lin Jingzhi would squeeze her little hand in front of Tang Yuxiang and the little girl next to her, and her pretty face hidden under the veil was blushing. She took off her pretty face and blushed again, biting her lips, and replied shyly: "The concubine is too stupid, this was done by myself last night when I was learning embroidery with Rou'er."

'hiss'

Lin Jingzhi regretted hearing the words and wanted to slap himself on the mouth with his palm. Yesterday he was dissatisfied with Aunt Yu's pricking himself, so he deliberately teased Aunt Yu and asked her to follow Rou'er to learn embroidery, but to be honest, he I really didn't expect Aunt Yu to be so persistent.

He originally thought that Aunt Yu couldn't learn embroidery, she didn't have that patience, and probably threw away the embroidery needle as a hidden weapon after sitting for a while.

But I didn't think about it, but I didn't think that this woman was so persistent.

Seeing Lin Jingzhi's distressed face, Aunt Yu felt warm and said, "Second Master, don't worry, this little injury is nothing."

"It's all tied up like this, it's nothing!" Lin Jingzhi held Aunt Yu's little hand to his mouth, and gently helped her to blow the air, as if this could relieve Aunt Yu's pain. Now he, the guts of regret green.

Seeing Tang Yuxiang and all the maids surrounding her looking at her, Aunt Yu's pretty face was hot, so red that she could bleed, but Lin Jingzhi was her man, and she had his face in front of so many people. He couldn't use force, so he could only let Lin Jingzhi hold his little hand, and lowered his head deeply like an ostrich.

At this moment, apart from being shy, she was also a little puzzled, why did she not reject this man's intimacy?

If it was someone else, I would have chopped off his head with a single knife!

The smile on Tang Yuxiang's face was a little stiff, and after looking at it for a while, he reached into his arms, took out a small porcelain bottle, and handed it to Lin Jingzhi, "Second Master, rub some golden medicine on Sister Yu'er's little hands, after using the medicine There will be no scars."

"En." Lin Jingzhi responded, took the small porcelain bottle, opened it, and carefully helped Aunt Yu smear it on. Aunt Yu made a few more strokes. She originally wanted to apply the medicine herself, but failed.

Glancing secretly at Lin Jingzhi's concentrated face when he was applying the medicine, Aunt Yu suddenly felt sweet in her heart. This was the first time she had encountered this feeling.

After a while, Lin Jingzhi helped Aunt Yu finish the medicine and capped the small porcelain bottle. He smiled at Tang Yuxiang, and before the latter reached out, he put the Jinchuang medicine into his arms In the middle, you don't have to be polite to take your own woman's things.

Tang Yuxiang was taken aback for a moment, then rolled her eyes angrily, what a shame!

After the three of them had lunch, Lin Jingzhi did not go back to his room to rest, but stepped out of the gate of the Lin Mansion with Aunt Yu again. This time they did not ride horses, but brought four young guards with them.

When he came to the street, Lin Jingzhi noticed that there were obviously more refugees than in the morning. There were many people gathered not far from the hotel entrance, as if they were begging for food.

'These people should have come to Los Angeles after the Lin family finished sharing the steamed buns and porridge. Well, it seems that I was still a little negligent. I shouldn't have closed the stalls in the morning. Lin Jingzhi thought as he walked, looking at these refugees who were still hungry, muttering to himself.

If the stalls are not closed, then these new refugees can go to the gate of the city where the Lin family opened a shed to provide food at any time. Anyway, the weather is getting colder these days, and the food is not bad. , Pull it back to wash and brush every night.

This is of great benefit, almost all the refugees who poured into Los Angeles can be retained. Otherwise, those who have not had a meal are very likely to pass through Los Angeles directly and continue to march south.

Thinking of the disadvantages, Lin Jingzhi beckoned for a guard, and told him to go back and spread the word, and immediately brought the food back to the place where the porridge was opened at the gate of the city, and ensured that the porridge in the wooden barrel and the white flour steamed buns would not be in short supply. born.

Seeing the serious expression on the master's face, the guards didn't dare to take it easy, and hurried back to the mansion to spread the message.

Asking Aunt Yu to accompany him, Lin Jingzhi first went to Jingji blacksmith shop to check the quality and quantity of the shovel, and he was quite satisfied. There are not many, and they should be able to hand over a sufficient amount of shovels within the stipulated time according to the agreement between the two.

Since receiving the work for the shovels, Jingji blacksmith's shop immediately closed the door, and continued to build them day and night, so that the fact that the Lin family was going to buy a large number of shovels would not be easily leaked out.

After leaving the Jingji blacksmith shop, he walked to Beicheng with Aunt Yu and others to sit at Zhang Jia's house. On the way, he found that the number of refugees in Luocheng was increasing faster and faster. In less than a week, the wasteland can be opened up and the canal can be dug.

Zhang Jia happened to be at home, and seeing him coming, he was naturally overjoyed, but kept asking when he would open up wasteland and dig canals, but he just smiled and said nothing, because it was not yet time for a showdown with Zhang Jia.

After roughly asking, Zhang Jia has now negotiated with several of his old subordinates, and just waited for this side to start work, and then go there to resign from the tolerance job. Lin Jingzhi thought about it, and said: "It is best to let the They quit their jobs, and you should know that digging canals in wasteland is no small matter, and then we can’t miss the deadline because of a few of them.”

For such a large project, Zhang Jia, the commander-in-chief, cannot lack capable assistants. Otherwise, if he is asked to do everything by himself, the time delay will not be a day or two. You must know that once the work starts, the Lin family will be responsible for tens of thousands of people. , or even meals for tens of thousands of people, this is a big expense.

Zhang Jia thought it was reasonable, so she agreed. Anyway, those people had already received the deposit, so it was normal for them to quit their jobs now.

"Brother, sister-in-law, welcome to my house." Not long after Lin Jingzhi and Aunt Yu sat down, Zhang Jia's daughter and Mrs. Zhang came back from the door. Zhang Ting jumped up and down all the way, looking very happy.

Mrs. Zhang then stepped into the hut, and seeing a guest, her face blushed slightly, and she quickly gave her a blessing, "Master Lin, Mrs. Yu."

Because she knew Lin Jingzhi's identity, Mrs. Zhang treated Lin Jingzhi and Lin Jingzhi very respectfully.

"Mrs. Zhang is polite, please hurry up." Lin Jingzhi hurriedly stood up, bowed his hands and bowed, and Aunt Yu immediately stood up and bowed, but she didn't speak.

"Brother, brother, thank you for the silver ingot you gave Tinger last time. A few days ago, my mother used the money to hire a doctor and buy Chinese medicine. Now Tinger's grandfather's illness has been cured." Zhang Ting is a restless master. , ran forward, pulled Lin Jingzhi's hand and shook it, trying to attract Lin Jingzhi's attention to her.

Lin Jingzhi had no choice but to touch her head with his hand, and replied, "You're welcome, as long as Ting'er is happy."

Hearing this, Zhang Ting hugged his arm and giggled.

Aunt Yu heard him say that he was coming to Zhang's house on the way, and she remembered that Zhang Ting likes to eat. "

Mrs. Zhang also knew that several people had important matters to discuss, and her daughter would get in the way if she stayed here, so she carried the food box and walked into the side hall in a coaxing and persuasive manner.

Waiting until the back of his wife and daughter were hidden by the door curtain, Zhang Jiacai stood up suddenly, and gave Lin Jingzhi a deep bow, "Mr. Lin, to be honest, if you hadn't put down the silver last time, someone like Zhang might have sold it off." I came to this small courtyard to treat my father-in-law's illness, and here, please be respected by Mr. Zhang!"

Seeing this, Lin Jingzhi hurried forward to help Zhang Jia up, "Mr. Zhang doesn't have to be like this, it's just a little silver tael. In fact, a long time ago, I heard that you are an honest official, and you are willing to do more for the people. You are a good official. So it is my honor to do what I can for Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Lin exaggerates the truth, exaggerates the truth." After Zhang Jia said, the two sat down again.

"Mr. Zhang, it is estimated that work will start within ten days, so I hope that you can make preparations as soon as possible, including your right-hand assistants. Let their whole family move to a construction site outside the city.”

The reason why Lin Jingzhi said this was because he was afraid that although Wang Meng couldn't stop the Lin family from opening up wasteland and digging canals, he would be ruthless and secretly attack Zhang Jia and the others, or their family members, so as to destroy the good things of the Lin family.

Zhang Jia didn't know that the Lin family and Wang Meng had fallen out, but he was afraid that he would be distracted and unable to go all out when he was separated from his family. After thinking about it, he said, "No problem, I will also Take your wife and daughter to live outside the city."

As soon as work starts, the first thing to do is to build a shed, so Lin Jingzhi is not afraid that they will not have a house to live in. Seeing that Zhang Jiaying has come down, Lin Jingzhi is also relieved, otherwise if one of them is killed by Wang Meng, he It will also be a bad conscience.

After chatting with Zhang Jia for a while, Lin Jingzhi said goodbye, Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Ting also came out to see each other off when they heard the news, and little Zhang Ting ate delicious steamed buns again, so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. The voice was sweet, and my brother and sister-in-law called to stop.

After leaving Zhang's mansion, it was almost time to open the shed for porridge in the afternoon, so Lin Jingzhi and Aunt Yu hurried back. For the first few days, Lin Jingzhi planned to do it himself, but when they came to the gate of the mansion Afterwards, Shi Mo greeted him anxiously.

"What's going on?" Lin Jingzhi was slightly startled, maybe something happened when feeding the refugees.

Shi Mo didn't reply at first, he walked up to Lin Jingzhi's big hand, walked more than ten meters to the side, then stood on tiptoe, put his mouth next to Lin Jingzhi's ear, and said:

"Second Master, Yang Wei, the captain of the dark guard, has something to see you, and it seems that something serious has happened...

"Lead the way!" Hearing these words, Lin Jingzhi suddenly remembered the second letter that Zheng Jianqiu asked the sergeant to send. Is there any connection between these two things?