Queen of Nongmen: Hexagrams determine the universe

Chapter 223
Xu Mingzhu went out with the map, Ye Qiongdan asked Meiniang: "Do you know what dumb drug you were given?"

Mei Niang walked to the desk, took a small piece of paper, and wrote two words on it - Hongzhu.

Ye Qiongdan frowned.

The housekeeper at the side explained: "The dumb medicine like Hongzhu is very inferior, so it's no wonder the owner doesn't know about it. Hongzhu is often used by Ren Yazi and big families to poison people, and the antidote can be bought in ordinary medicine halls, but , The antidote is very expensive, and it costs 20 taels of silver! The inferior people who are usually poured with red beads can’t afford the 20 taels of silver.”

Ye Qiongdan took 20 taels of silver from the purse and handed it to the steward: "Let someone buy the antidote, and then, according to the doctor's instructions, take good care of Meiniang until she can speak."

Meiniang gestured to Ye Qiongdan again, and the little girl who had been by her side said, "Meiniang said thank you for treating her throat, but I don't know what you want her to do if you keep her here."

"It's nothing. After Meiniang gets well, I want her to be the teacher of the Ye family, teaching them to read and practice calligraphy. I, Ye Qiongdan, will provide you with food and lodging, and give you five taels of silver every month. It's just, You have to sign a 15-year long-term contract with me, and after you finish your studies, you will work for me. If you don’t want to study, you can also go to my dried bracken processing factory and process dried bracken every day, and you will get two coins a month .It’s just that the environment of my dried bracken processing factory is a bit harsh, and it’s located in a place with inconvenient transportation.”

Ye Qiongdan seldom took care of the pig offal and wild bracken that monopolized the whole Yiling County, and she handed over the responsibility of the dried bracken processing factory to Maid Xue.

Although there were a lot of things going on at home during this period of time, girl Xue still didn't let her off the hook.

The reason why the dried bracken processing plant was located in a place with inconvenient transportation, and the workers were asked to sign a confidentiality agreement with the second and third rooms of the Ye family, was to prevent someone from obtaining the processing method of dried bracken, and to attack them when they did not produce bracken. season's business.

Ye Qiongdan's financial resources are not strong, if someone pays liquidated damages to those who have signed a contract with her to supply pig offal and wild bracken, and then signs a supply and marketing agreement with them at a higher price, then Ye Qiongdan's industrial chain It will all be broken.

But the reason why others didn't do this now is because they bought a bunch of wild bracken, and it was a waste of money if there was no way to dry the bracken.

Therefore, after weighing the balance, a caring person will give up this idea.

In the absence of a way to cook wild bracken, the cost-effectiveness of doing so is somewhat low.

The women looked at each other in blank dismay, they were naturally unwilling to do rough work, but they didn't think they could learn well.

"Girl, do you think we really look like people who can read? We are women, not men. Reading is a man's business. Women don't have the brains to read, right? Are you not afraid... Aren't you afraid of wasting money?"

"Yeah, besides, why do you need to spend so much money to train us? Why don't you just hire a few scholars to work, it will save money and be more convenient."

"What's more, we are long past the age of elementary school, how can we study well? I'm afraid we will disappoint the girl's good intentions."

"As long as you are willing to learn, you will be able to learn well!" Ye Qiongdan said solemnly, "You have to remember, nothing is difficult in this world, as long as there is a heart!"

Under Ye Qiongdan's firm expression, the women were infected, and gradually, there was more expectation in their eyes, but soon, they bowed their heads in low self-esteem.

"There are not many houses in the house. There are only five or six rooms. You should stay here first. If you don't have enough beds, you can make a bunk on the ground temporarily." Ye Qiongdan looked at the housekeeper, "You are responsible for this matter."

"Okay." The butler nodded.

"Then...then what are we doing these days?" A woman asked shyly.

"Let's rest in peace for two days. We can't start until Mei Niang's voice recovers." Ye Qiongdan looked at Meiniang and asked curiously, "Don't you know Meiniang's name yet?"

Mei Niang wrote three words on the paper - Shen Xinmei.

"Good name," Ye Qiongdan smiled slightly, "Don't think too much about it these years, just live with them first."

Mei Niang nodded and saluted her.

So, the housekeeper took them away first.

Ye Qiongdan turned around and cut a small note on the table. When she picked up the pen, her heart was beating wildly.

These days when Ye Qinghan was separated, he would always think of him inadvertently, and I don't know how he is doing recently.

Can you go to bed early and get up early?

Do you miss home?

Have you encountered any difficulties?

Her hand trembled, and a drop of thick and round ink smudged on the rice paper.

Only then did she come to her senses, and frantically clenched the rice paper into a ball, threw it aside, and then cut out another small note.

She wrote this letter more than a dozen times and couldn't write it well. At the end, she simply stated the purpose of the letter directly: "Brother Ye Qinghan, how are you in the Hanshan School? Today, the third sister got into trouble with the Wutou gang. Eldest brother is still needed to help, please send dozens of people to Shanghe village, the matter is urgent, don't delay for a moment. Third sister Ye Qiongdan stays, don't worry about being safe."

After writing the letter, she rolled the note into a cylinder, put her finger to her lips, and whistled.

Soon, a carrier pigeon flapped its wings and landed on her wrist.

This carrier pigeon was given to her by Ye Qinghan when she left the Hanshan School, and said that if there was something important, he could use the carrier pigeon to send a message.

Ye Qiongdan untied the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg, stuffed the small paper roll into the bamboo tube, and sealed a layer of moisture-proof wax on the outside of the bamboo tube. After that, he touched the pigeon's little head and said softly. Said to it: "Go to my elder brother and deliver the letter to him."

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

Two hours later, Hanshan faction.

The breeze was gentle and the bamboo shadows were deep. Ye Qinghan took a nap in the whirling bamboo shadows. When he heard the sound of the pigeons spreading their wings, he opened his eyes.

He was very busy during this period. After the small sects that besieged the Hanshan Sect last time expressed their willingness to submit to the Hanshan Sect, there were still many opposition groups in those sects. These opposition groups would be a major obstacle for him to win over the Jianghu forces.

Today's nap is a rare time for him to sneak in. These days, he has devoted himself to studying the situation in each sect and slept very little.

When the shadow of the carrier pigeon was reflected in his eyes, the coldness in his eyes was replaced by a touch of warmth.

He raised his hand and let the carrier pigeon land on his hand.

The carrier pigeon looked at him, took a few glances, and let out a cooing sound.

Ye Qinghan untied the bamboo tube tied to the carrier pigeon's leg, squeezed the sealing wax, and poured out a paper roll from the bamboo tube.

Then, he took a deep breath and became nervous, reluctant to unfold the scroll for a long time.

Knowing that there are not many words to be written in such a small scroll, he can read it with just one scan.

But he was still reluctant to open it, and even began to guess what she would write.

Floating light flashed, reflecting his handsome face.

In his whole world, only the small scroll in his hand is left at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, he unfolded the scroll expectantly but timidly, because he was afraid that there would be no greetings for him in her scroll.

I really wanted to tell her that secret and sweet thought, but I didn't dare.

Would it be easier for her to accept him when he went to another place where no one knew they were pseudo-brothers and sisters?
Or is it that she has no intentions of him at all, and all this is just his wishful thinking?If you don't say it, you can still watch her quietly from near or far away, but when he says it, she will just avoid him from a distance, so that they can't even be brothers and sisters?

A bamboo leaf fell from mid-air and hit his finger lightly, pulling him back from his thoughts.

He lowered his head and focused all his attention on the note in his hand.

After reading it, disappointment rushed into his heart from his eyes like a tide, and after the tide receded, it was empty and a little indescribably sad.

On the paper, there was only one sentence to greet him—eldest brother Ye Qinghan, how are you in the Hanshan School?

He hooked the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and gradually lowered his hands.

But after a while, he picked up the note again, flattened it, and stuck it to his heart.

Then, he went back to the study, took out a black iron box, pressed the mechanism on the box, and put this small note into the box.

Inside the box lay a small note, which was Ye Qiongdan's last reply to him.

He silently collected the things she left behind, treating them as treasures.

But because he was too afraid of losing, he didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Only Qingfeng knew what was in his heart, and told the remnant flower what was on his mind, so that the remnant flower flowed with the water, to Qinghe County, to Shanghe Village, to Qinghe County, to Shanghe Village. To where she would skim water.

Therefore, he restrained the emotions in his heart, and over and over again he chose words and sentences, and repeated deliberations over and over again. After scrapping more than a dozen small notes, he finally wrote a short letter——My sister Adan, brother, everything is fine, People have been sent, don't worry.I hope that the third sister will take good care of herself, be safe and smooth, be happy and worry-free.

After the letter was written, he stared at the note in his hand and was out of his mind for a while.

After that, he called the carrier pigeon, rolled up the small paper and stuffed it into the bamboo tube on the carrier pigeon's leg, fed it some food, and let it go away.

He stared at the small figure of the carrier pigeon, knowing that it had completely disappeared into the sky, so he called the people of the Hanshan faction over, called more than fifty experts, and told them to rush to Shanghe village.

Two hours later, Ye Qiongdan also received the letter.

When she received the letter, Xu Mingzhu was at the side, so there was no time for her to be grateful.

After she took out the small note and read it, she stuffed the note into her sleeve, and said to Xu Mingzhu: "Tomorrow night, everything will be safe."

"Let's settle tonight's matter first," Xu Mingzhu kept pacing the room, her hands were sweaty from nervousness, "It's already [-]:[-], why hasn't there been any news yet? It can't be that something happened Bar?"

"It's only two o'clock, what are you in a hurry for?" Ye Qiongdan said unhurriedly.

"Aren't you good at fortune telling? You do it!" Xu Mingzhu was anxious.

"There's no need for fortune-telling, what should come will always come. If no one from the Wutou Gang comes to rob the prison tonight, how can they hang around in the Jianghu in the future? Even if they don't care about their reputation in the Jianghu, they should also think about their treatment of brothers." If we don't care about our life and death, who will dare to work for the boss of the Wutou gang in the future." Ye Qiongdan reached out to pick up the teacup, and took a sip of tea slowly.

"But it's [-]:[-]!" Xu Mingzhu sighed heavily, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, "Tonight, the people who are going to break into the yamen to rob the prison are members of the Wutou gang, are you really so relieved? What if something unexpected happens?"

"Isn't the yamen empty?"

"But the prisoner is still there! For example, Ye Jigang and others, the crime is not worthy of death, right? What if they are accidentally killed by innocent people?"

(End of this chapter)