Jiang Yimian found the other person's appearance amusing. As soon as she walked over, she immediately noticed something different about the area around the Jiang family home. It seemed as if there were several strangers around.
She frowned, wondering, "Why are there a few more people around here? Where did they come from?"
Upon hearing this, Song Er exclaimed excitedly, "Miss Jiang, you're so perceptive! You figured it out so quickly. I was just thinking of giving you a surprise!"
This was a task assigned to him by the young master, who said he needed to arrange for a few people to protect the Jiang family from being discovered. He directly called over a few brothers from the Ink Pavilion.
With them around, no one can touch the Jiang family again. They've even stationed a few brothers on the mountain.
What happened that night will never happen again. Even if someone with ill intentions enters the village, they will deal with them without anyone noticing.
Jiang Yimian was a little puzzled, "A surprise?"
Song Er smiled and said, "That's right. The young master was afraid that what happened that night would happen again, so he specially asked me to find a few brothers to protect you in secret."
"We've also arranged for several people to be on the mountain. Miss Jiang, you can rest assured from now on; no one will be able to threaten your personal safety."
Jiang Yimian raised an eyebrow and said, "Young Master?"
She had long known that Lu Cijian's identity was not simple, but this address of "Young Master" still surprised her somewhat.
She had always thought that Lu Cijian was a fallen nobleman from a powerful family who had gone into the mountains to escape being hunted down, but now it seemed that wasn't the case!
Knowing he had misspoke, Song Er immediately chuckled dryly, "Young Master, it was a slip of the tongue, Miss Jiang, please don't take it to heart."
Although they didn't know why the young master didn't want Miss Jiang to know his identity, they naturally had to keep it a secret for him.
Miss Jiang shouldn't mind being addressed like that.
Jiang Yimian didn't dwell on the question any further. Seeing that the door to the house next door was tightly closed, she asked curiously, "Where is Lu Cijian?"
Why would they suddenly assign her a few bodyguards? It feels strange, like she's being watched.
In particular, she could clearly sense the presence of those people.
Song Er smiled and said, "Young Master has been busy lately. If Miss Jiang needs anything, just let me know. Anything is fine."
The young master instructed him to take good care of the Jiang family, and he must do his best to do so.
If it weren't for the fact that the young master had instructed him to guard Chen Shaofu's side last time, and he had done a good job, how could he have gained the young master's favor?
Jiang Yimian just smiled and said helplessly, "Then let's remove a few people from the area near my house. With me at home, there's no need for so many people."
Isn't that a waste? Besides, her family isn't anyone important, so why would they need protection?
I thought only Lin Yan'an could come up with this method, but I never expected Lu Cijian to actually...
Jiang Yimian was taken aback, then suddenly realized something and found it somewhat amusing. When did this guy become so childish, even competing with Lin Yan'an?
So that's what "no next time" means!
"Never mind, let me know when Lu Cijian comes back."
Song Er simply said "Oh," looking somewhat confused.
But he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he wasn't asked to send those people away, that was something the young master had ordered him to do, and he couldn't mess it up.
Jiang Yimian went to the workshop again and saw that everyone was busy with their own things in an orderly manner, so she didn't stay for long and went straight home.
Chen Yu was feeding chickens in the backyard. They were chicks that Xiao Nuan'er and Xiao Ye had brought down from the mountain. They were fluffy and looked exceptionally cute.
Chen Xiaoqing and Wang Fengqin were embroidering in the room, chatting from time to time, and occasionally their laughter could be heard.
The scene was unusually harmonious, clearly indicating that they had become familiar with life here and no longer appeared timid like they had a few days ago.
Seeing this, Jiang Yimian glanced into the house, then went to Chen Qing's side and asked curiously, "I heard from my mother that the village chief asked you to guide everyone in planting medicinal herbs yesterday. How was it?"
She only slept when she got back yesterday, and only heard her mother mention it briefly. She doesn't know how Chen Qing is getting along with the villagers.
Once the medicinal herbs have sprouted, the subsequent fertilization and watering become the key tasks.
Chen Qing was taken aback, and after a while, he scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I just told the village chief what I knew, and everyone listened to the village chief. Now the seeds have been planted, and we are just waiting for them to sprout."
Jiang Yimian nodded, relieved to see that the other person didn't seem to be in a difficult position, but rather had bright, sparkling eyes.
She was worried that some people wouldn't believe Chen Qing, a child, would teach the villagers how to grow medicinal herbs, but now it seems she was overthinking it.
Although the villagers were not literate, they understood the principle that everyone has their own expertise, so no one tried to be a hero and they all followed Chen Qing's methods to grow medicinal herbs.
Just then, a familiar voice came from outside, "Miss Jiang, are you home?"
Jiang Yimian responded and quickly went out.
Seeing this, Chen Qing quickly put down what he was holding and followed him out. When he saw the scene outside, he stopped in his tracks.
Jiang Yimian was also taken aback. Looking at the ten strong men in black standing neatly outside, her lips twitched involuntarily. "Such a grand display, are you being watched?"
What's this guy up to? Bringing so many people here all of a sudden, you'd think he's here to rob us.
Lin Yan'an, however, looked smug, waving his fan and laughing as he said, "Well, I keep my word, and I've brought the guards to you today."
They are all handpicked by me, and they will definitely ensure your safety. Along the way, I saw many people casting envious glances my way.
Am I not a very considerate young master?
He's definitely better than that pretty boy.
Jiang Yimian had a headache and silently rubbed her forehead. Compared to the ten tall and strong men in black in front of her, she still chose the few people in the shadows.
At least they weren't conspicuous. With just these ten burly men standing at the Jiang family's door, the villagers thought the Jiang family had gotten into trouble with some strange people again.
Only Lin Yan'an would think that the villagers' eyes were filled with envy.
She sighed softly before saying, "Thank you for your kindness, but you should take these people back with you. I don't need them."
Lin Yan'an was somewhat dissatisfied and was about to continue arguing when he suddenly remembered what Zhao Zhao had reminded him of before he left.
“Brother, if Sister Jiang doesn’t want these guards, you’d better not force her. I’m afraid you’ll be kicked out along with her.”
He frowned, hesitated for a while, and then asked curiously, "Why not? Aren't these guards good enough? Wouldn't it make us feel safer with them around?"
Why doesn't anyone understand him? These are ten strong and burly thugs he handpicked; it would be much safer to keep them at home.
Jiang Yimian glanced at the ten burly men dressed in black and was speechless. "What if these men have ulterior motives? Wouldn't the village be in even more danger?"
Anyone who didn't know better would think they had something valuable that required so many people to watch over it, making them an easier target for others.
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