A Paper's Thousand Gold

Reborn into a papermaking family, He Xianjin provides services, promotes brand effects, sells concepts, and leads her team to make the business bigger and stronger.

In her second year of beco...

Chapter 147 It's Not Easy to Take a Bath

It was obvious that the monkey was worthy of the title of "monkey". He put his ears to the ground and sniffed hard, then jumped up and led his team to the southeast.

The Liyuan group was no pushover either. In less than half an hour, they brought five mule carts to the wooden house left by the hunter not far away. A few strong men lifted up the men and were about to put them down when Xianjin hurriedly pulled out all the clothes from the bag and spread them on the ground, whispering, "Put them on the clothes, they'll be cleaner."

Zhang Ma and Suo'er chopped wood and boiled water, wiped the sweat off the injured and served them water.

The horse team was accompanied by a doctor, who was also a strong and sturdy man. He sprinkled white flour medicine on the wounds and took out a few pills for the people to take. When he looked at Xianjin, he subconsciously lowered his head to avoid Xianjin's direct gaze, "...It's just an emergency. Many medicinal herbs still need to be boiled and taken. There are also many local medicinal herbs that need to be identified by local doctors."

Xianjin nodded and looked at the beautiful elder sister.

The beautiful elder sister was flipping through the letter and said in a deep voice, "It was found tonight." After that, without even looking up, she said casually, "There are many bandit dens here. Jingxian, Jingde, and Anyang don't care. So they let him do whatever he wants?"

Just say the border of three places...

Xianjin lowered his head and said, "The person in charge of Jing County is a ninth-rank county magistrate. Our Chen family has done some paper business with the county government. I heard that this county magistrate has organized militias several times, but all ended in failure."

The county magistrate does not enjoy local power of violence.

The beautiful elder sister nodded slightly and didn't ask about other places. She must have known that the Chen family was a small business and could not possibly know the situation in other places.

"Can bandits usually enter the city?" the beautiful elder sister asked again.

Xianjin knew that this was a question about whether it was disturbing the people, so he shook his head and said, "I have never heard of such incidents in Jing County. Five or six years ago, there was a disaster at Baochan Temple in Jing County. The county government paid for the funeral expenses of the victims and also called on the city to bypass Baochan Mountain Temple and use the city roads as much as possible. It took a year or two to repair the city roads and reinforce all the small hills that were prone to collapse."

This is a classic case of "If we can't beat them, can't we just run away?"

The only accident in Jing County was the tragedy that befell Li Sanshun's father, Li Laozhang.

As for the death of Zhu Ganglie in Baochanduo Temple last year, Xianjinshen believed that the bandits could not be blamed.

The beautiful elder sister said "hmm", closed the letter, and glanced at Xianjin, "Then why did you choose this path?"

Xianjin was speechless, "...driver...driver..."

The driver has a problem.

When they were ambushed, the driver ran away without a trace.

The beautiful elder sister nodded in understanding, "When the matter is done, I will reserve a dark room for interrogation just for you."

Xian Jin: Thank you... Thank you sister...

The beautiful elder sister glanced at the man in the blue coat who had been huddled in the corner behind Xianjin and smiled. This little girl's living environment should be pretty good, right? If this stepfather wasn't a good man, he wouldn't be able to raise such a generous and well-organized girl.

Well, a stupid, cowardly, silly but really good person.

......

In less than an hour, the sky gradually darkened.

The dispatched team came back to report, "...less than ten miles to the southeast, they occupied a cliff corner, built against the mountain, with a rather steep terrain. There are about two hundred people in the bandit camp, with a three-meter-high fence and sentinels on all four sides. According to farmers, this group of bandits has been stationed here for nearly five years. Many merchants in and out of Anyang Prefecture have suffered because of them, and the property they robbed is at least a thousand taels, and even the official salt and grain of Anyang Prefecture have been robbed."

The beautiful lady said, "So, Anyang is the poor fellow who suffered the most? How incompetent."

The person who reported this lowered his head.

Xianjin also lowered his head: Sister, if you want to tell such a secret, go out and tell it! Or, you can kick her out! If she tells it in front of her, once someone leaks the secret, it will be difficult for her to end it!

The beautiful young lady lowered her head to look at the letter again, raised her hand, and said, "Attack, leave three governors and the doctor alive, and kill all the others."

The candlelight flickered.

Xianjin's eyes were hidden behind the candlelight, observing the beautiful elder sister with flickering eyes - this was the first time she felt the pressure from the superiors and the timidity that came from her since she came to this strange world.

Magistrate Xiong was already a superior to her, but when facing him, she could still think, and even occasionally lose her mind while thinking.

Facing this sister, her mind was almost constantly working. This sister seemed to never say useless words. Every sentence she said was either a summary of the situation, an arrangement for the next step, or a guess based on the current situation. There was a deep meaning behind every sentence.

She needed to listen and think attentively to understand one or two of them.

and...

This sister is so damn handsome!

Abandoning the white skin, the healthy tan color is even in the forefront of fashion in later generations! The confidence and stability in every gesture is like a camera tied to a chicken's head. Even if the motorcycle is in a dead-speed, it is still very stable.

"What are you looking at?" the beautiful elder sister asked softly.

Xianjin subconsciously straightened his back and said repeatedly, "I didn't see anything!"

The beautiful elder sister did not ask any further questions, but lowered her head and turned to a new page.

Xianjin pursed his lips, stretched his neck and said, "You look... beautiful."

Beauty is not about appearance, of course appearance is beautiful, but what is more beautiful than appearance is... demeanor.

The beautiful elder sister seemed to have heard something very funny. She casually placed the letter on her knees, raised her chin, and said half-nostalgically and half-melancholy, "It's been a long time since I heard anyone describe me... using the word 'beautiful'."

Xianjin wanted to explain very much, but just as she opened her mouth, she saw the beautiful elder sister tilt her head and said to her through the flickering candlelight, "You don't think I'm beautiful, it's the power in my hands that makes you feel beautiful."

Xianjin stood there in a daze.

that power?

Xianjin looked at the beautiful elder sister as if he understood something.

that power.

Eighty percent of the more than one hundred horsemen were transferred to the bandit camp. Half an hour later, the leader of the team came with a gust of night wind and the smell of blood, reporting, "...We have breached the camp!! We have taken the so-called leader, second leader, accountant, and doctor of the camp, Bing..." The leader glanced at Xianjin, "We have taken them three miles away."

The beautiful elder sister nodded and said, "Let him be interrogated first." Then she asked Xianjin, "When are you going?"

Xianjin stood up and brushed off her skirt, "I can go now."

The beautiful elder sister instructed the leader, "Send Si Li and Si Yuan to follow Miss Chen."

Xian Jin Gang wanted to say no, but then he thought, she was good at deceiving businessmen, and she was still a child to deal with such a scumbag who was licking blood on the tip of a knife, so he said, "Can you lend me a dagger?"

The beautiful elder sister raised her chin.

The leader beside him was about to take action.

"Forget it." The beautiful elder sister stopped the leader and took out a scimitar dagger inlaid with sapphires and rubies and exquisitely carved from her sleeve and handed it to Xianjin. "I taught you that you should cut the throat with your backhand and use moderate force. It's hard to wash blood all over your body in this wilderness."