Reborn Concubine's Wife

Chapter 234 Negotiation (2)
Lin Sanniang was surprised again, "Little sister is going to the cottage with me?"

Zheng Ruo nodded, "Sister is going all out because of my words, how can little sister hide behind greedy for life and fear of death?"

Lin Sanniang shook her head hastily, "Little sister absolutely must not. You are the daughter of the Zheng family, how can you go in and out of the cottage?"

"I've made up my mind, sister, don't need to persuade me. Although Ah Ruo is a weak woman, she is not the kind of villain who sits and enjoys what she gets. Besides, I am also worried about sister's safety."

Lin Sanniang was moved, and said with tears in her eyes: "Okay! My little sister is righteous, and my sister is not a pedantic person. In my Black Wind Village, my little sister is a distinguished guest! Your safety is safe. But, my little sister The face is too beautiful, it's better to cover up a little."

"All according to Sister." Seeing her agreement, Zheng Ruo was elated.

At this time, Liu Xu knelt down and begged, "Girl, please take this slave!" It turned out that Zheng Ruo left her to go to Zhiyang City alone last time, frightened the maid, and was afraid that she would also abandon her this time.

Zheng Ruo helped her up, and said with a smile, "Of course I'm going."

Catkin was overjoyed.

Zheng Ruo went to find Zheng's father, and left Phoenix City on the grounds that he would accompany Lin Sanniang to worship his ancestors.He didn't show his true face, but under Lin Sanniang's skillful hands, he changed his face a little with disguise, and he and Liu Xu changed into men's clothes before leaving the city.

At that time, Wang Jinzhi had already arrived in Langya, but he did not return home immediately, but stayed in an unknown courtyard.Before he could rest, a man wearing blue Gebu, 25, came to knock on the door.

This courtyard is a big house, full of ingenious workmanship, lakes, stone bridges, waterside pavilions, intertwined in the courtyard, it looks a bit like Jiangnan style.The young man led the man to the depths of the yard, and came slowly. On both sides of the stone path, a large bamboo forest was planted on one side, and phoenix trees were planted on the other.It was late spring, the bamboo groves were dripping green, and the phoenix trees were bright green, blocking the sunlight above the head, leaving only a little sprinkled on the ground, like broken gold.

The man was in a trance for a moment, as if he had fallen into a fairyland.

The servant suddenly stopped and said to him: "Sir, the master is inside."

The man thanked him and bent over to enter the courtyard gate.But among the bamboo shadows and sparse trees, there was a man wearing a white wide-sleeved robe, lying on a huge bluestone, with a book covering his face, and he could hear his slight snoring when he got close.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the person on the bluestone took off the scroll covering his face, stretched his waist, and looked at the man with a faint smile on his face.

"Is Yi Jue here?"

Yi Jue bowed and said, "Master."

"Tell me, what happened to the old man?"

The sun in May shines on the body, and there is a certain degree of heat. After standing for a long time, the body will sweat slightly.In this piece of bamboo grove and phoenix trees, the shadow cast is rare and cool.The man lying lazily on the bluestone, with his bare feet exposed, tapped the stone surface lightly, as if he was playing music.The light smile on the corner of his mouth is like intoxicating wine, which adds a bit of warm and slightly drunkenness to this spring day.

"Yi Jue, what happened to Patriarch?" Wang Jinzhi asked casually, as if the critically ill person had nothing to do with him.As he spoke, he slowly got up, and put on the clogs of small-leaf rosewood wood that were placed on the ground. The purple, almost black color made his feet look like jade.So casual, as if the pair of valuable wooden clogs under his feet are just a pair of ordinary shoes that can no longer be ordinary.

The wooden clogs knock on the stone road, making a very rhythmic "slap-tap-tap-tap" sound.Wang Jinzhi walked to the platform made of huge stones on the other side, took off his clogs, and sat down.Making a gesture of invitation to the opposite side, Yi Jue saluted and sat down.

A little boy had already made tea by the side and served it with both hands.Yi Jue took a sip, put down the teacup, and said with a smile, "Jiulang's tea is always much better than other places."

The little boy poured another [-]% full for him, and glanced at the cup in front of Wang Jinzhi. It was still full and he hadn't drunk it.Since the wild tea was given away by Jiulang, there is no more tea in the mansion called "Biluochun" by Jiulang, and Jiulang no longer drinks boiled tea.Xiaotong put down the tea in front of him and poured him a glass of water.Wang Jinzhi picked it up and took a sip.

Yi Jue asked in surprise, "I remember that Jiulang loves tea the most. Why do you only drink water now?"

"It's not that I don't like tea, it's just that I don't like this kind of brewed tea anymore. Yi Jue, what happened to the ancestor?" Wang Jinzhi asked for the third time.

Yi Jue put away his thoughts and said seriously, "Some time ago, Thirteen Lang got a bright red fruit and gave it to the ancestor like a treasure. Who knows that the ancestor vomited and diarrhea after eating it, so he asked a doctor to see it. Yes, I took a few doses of medicine, but not only did not get better, but it became heavier and heavier. Now, the ancestor is only awake for one or two hours a day, and sleeps for the rest of the time. People have suffered a whole circle."

"A bright red fruit?"

Yi Jue nodded and said, "Thirteen Lang said that Jiu Lang sent it from Liaoxi, thousands of miles away, because it looked pleasing, and he tasted it and thought it was delicious, so he gave it to the ancestor. Who knows, Thirteen Lang is fine if he eats it, but the ancestor will die if he eats one."

Wang Jinzhi frowned, "A bright red fruit?"

Yi Jue nodded, "Does Jiulang have any impression?"

Wang Jinzhi said to Xiao Tong, "Mr. Jiang, please come here."

"Here."

After a while, Jiang Zijing came over, bowed to the two, and then took off his shoes and sat on the stone surface together.

"Zijing, do you have an impression that I got a bright red fruit?"

Jiang Zijing thought for a while, then said, "Is it sent by Jiangnan? Did Jiulang forget, it was sent by Zhou Xuanzhi from Bieye in Jiangnan."

"Jiangnan?" Wang Jinzhi asked.

Jiang Zijing nodded.

"I see." Wang Jinzhi said with a smile, "Goro's plan to borrow a knife to kill people is actually quite beautiful."

Yi Jue was surprised, "Does Jiulang mean that Wulang entrusted someone to give you this red fruit?"

Jiang Zijing said bitterly, "The red fruit was sent by Jiangnan, and Wulang was in Jiangnan at that time, who else could it be if he didn't make it?"

"That's not right. If there is something wrong with the red fruit, why did Thirteen Lang eat it without any problems, but why did such a big accident happen after the ancestor ate it?"

(End of this chapter)