Chapter 571: Left and Right Arm

Anliu didn't dare to refute, so he could only smile begging for mercy.

"Master, there is no need to act now, and there is no need to cause me so much pain."

"If you don't want your arms anymore, just tell me and I'll take them off for you myself!" Jiang Lin's anger was not fake.

Undercurrent and Dark Wind lowered their heads.

This is really a coincidence. Anliu happened to be injured in his right shoulder today, and Anfeng's left arm has not been in good condition recently, and he seems to be giving up on himself.

The two have always been Jiang Lin's right-hand men, but now they seem to be giving up their right-hand men, making it difficult for Jiang Lin to be friendly with them.

In this way, the suffocating atmosphere in the carriage continued until we reached the door of the house.

Anfeng and Anliu thought they would feel better after getting out of the car, but they didn't know that it had nothing to do with where they were. As long as they stood next to Jiang Lin, they could feel this feeling.

"Is this... is it that things are not going well today?"

Anyone could notice this unusual atmosphere, but only Qin Xiangnuan dared to ask directly.

After hearing Qin Xiangnuan's question, Jiang Lin's cold expression showed a sign of cracking.

But Jiang Lin did not elaborate, but said to Qin Xiangnuan softly: "Nuannuan, look at Anliu's right arm. It was cut by a knife today."

Qin Xiangnuan was surprised and genuinely shocked to hear this. She frowned and looked at Anliu, letting him sit on the chair next to her. She asked, "What happened?"

The others all had the same expression when they heard this. Because An Feng had lost his left arm before, they were all deeply shocked, and what Jiang Lin said was terrifying.

"Hit by a knife"—would anyone be shocked to hear this? If they hadn't seen Anliu's right hand still moving, they would have suspected that he was in the same situation as Anfeng.

Anliu heard their concerned greetings and felt happy, but he was complaining in his heart and didn't want to mention it at all.

Because the undercurrent was clearly sensed, the small crack that Jiang Lin had just created because of Qin Xiangnuan's help disappeared again.

But Anliu couldn't really ignore the concern of others, so he had to tell the story under tremendous pressure.

After hearing this, the crowd's reaction was not as strong as Jiang Lin's. They just asked Anliu not to do such dangerous things in the future.

Anliu obediently agreed to all of their requests, promising that similar incidents would not happen again in the future.

Jiang Lin glanced at Anliu who was secretly looking at him. Anliu immediately retracted his tilted head and sat there seriously with Qin Xiangnuan helping him look at his wound.

"Come with me." Qin Xiangnuan asked him to stand up.

Since she has quite a few patients, Qin Xiangnuan is almost setting up a small clinic with a complete system here, with everything available and a clear division of labor in each room.

If conditions permit, Qin Xiangnuan would naturally take people there to deal with it, but Anliu felt that it was a place that would only be used for more serious injuries.

Therefore, at this moment, Anliu exclaimed, "Miss San, my injury is not serious, right?"

"It's not light either." Qin Xiangnuan didn't realize how afraid Anliu was to hear that he was seriously injured, so she spoke objectively.

Anliu, however, had a look on his face that said, "Miss Third, just bandage it. There's no need to use your things. Otherwise, you'll need to clean it up later, which is too troublesome."

Qin Xiangnuan raised her eyebrows and said jokingly, "I was the one who cleaned it up in the end. Why are you afraid of trouble?"

Anliu shook his head and wanted to say something, but stopped under Jiang Lin's gaze. Then he lowered his head dejectedly and asked Qin Xiangnuan to take him there.

Only then did Qin Xiangnuan notice the undercurrent between Anliu and Jiang Lin.

"You guys?" Qin Xiangnuan had just started talking when she was urged by an undercurrent to leave quickly.

Qin Xiangnuan could only suppress her doubts for the time being and take the undercurrent away from Jiang Lin's sight.

"Master..." After they left, An Feng walked to Jiang Lin's side, his voice full of loneliness.

Jiang Lin turned his head away with a cold expression.

An Feng was pricked for a moment, and then he said seriously: "Master, I was wrong before, I won't do that again."

The rest of the people present were confused by what they heard. They felt that they had only been gone for one morning, so how could it feel like they had missed each other for such a long time?

This is the unsolved mystery between Jiang Lin, Anliu and Anfeng, but they are not the ones who would take the initiative to pry into other people's privacy, so they will not ask any further questions.

They just vaguely realized that from that day on, no matter whether it was Anfeng or Anliu, they all regarded their arms as very important. Anfeng's left arm was so real that people who didn't know the hidden secret would never know that it was fake.

But these are all stories for the future. At this moment, the undercurrent and dark wind are still at a stage where both the left and right arms have lost more or less sensitivity.

What happened in front of the government office today was mentioned by the emperor in the court the next day.

The emperor didn't even understand the full picture of the matter. Before the official wanted to clarify, he praised the official in front of all the court officials and asked other officials to follow his example of clarifying the doubts for the people.

This time, this gentleman's way of avoiding paying money was really cut off, so he could only ask the emperor for money.

"Your Majesty, I was just seeing the suffering of the people and felt so sad that I proposed this idea, but..." The gentleman seemed to be in a dilemma, as if he had something to hide.

Most people could see through this pretentious attitude, yet the emperor still had to say, "My dear ministers, if you have anything to say, just speak up. If you have any difficulties, I believe that all of you will help you."

But not all of you think so.

However, they could still listen to this gentleman continue to speak in a pretentious manner: "My financial resources are limited. Before, I saw that the people were too anxious after the rain, so I didn't carefully calculate the silver required. Now... now I am stretched to the limit..."

Having said that, everyone understood.

The emperor was silent for a moment, then said to the crowd, "As you all know, my empire has just experienced a tough battle on the border, and the treasury is currently in a tight spot. Do you have any suggestions?"

A scene of whispering began to appear below.

Someone stood up and said to the gentleman, "Master Li, this is exactly what you did wrong."

Lord Li lowered his head and tilted his head, frowning and saying to the man, "Lord Wang, what do you mean? Have I done anything wrong?"

"Of course there are." Lord Wang said bluntly, "Do you know how many ordinary people there are in this capital? Do you know that if you help one person, there are many more waiting to help you?"

"I just said that the situation was urgent at the time, so I didn't think so much!" Lord Li said angrily.