Liu'er was stunned for a moment and didn't speak. Seeing that Jiang Yimian didn't seem to be joking, she hesitated for a while before saying, "I'll think about it."
She couldn't quite understand how she had been exposed. She had hidden herself very well and had been lying low on the estate for many years without being discovered.
This was the first person to know that she knew martial arts.
Jiang Yimian nodded, but did not insist.
After all, the other party knows martial arts. Whether they stay on the estate or go with the Ministry of Justice, they will find a way to escape.
There's no point in her insisting; it's better to let her choose for herself.
*
Several days later, the wounded in the village had mostly recovered.
Those miners who were not seriously injured also bid farewell to Jiang Yimian and Lu Cijian.
After all, they all have families, so naturally they want to go back.
Jiang Yimian was not stingy and gave them some silver from Zhu Shichang's private treasury as travel expenses.
Since it was all ill-gotten wealth obtained by Zhu Shichang anyway, she didn't mind giving some of it to these people.
Yuan Huike said that these things should be considered as a reward for her and Lu Cijian for leading the raid on the mine, and all they need to do is report it to their superiors.
After all, the wealth on the estate was not much, not even comparable to the estate itself.
Everyone was filled with gratitude towards her, and before leaving, they even knelt down and kowtowed, insisting that Jiang Yimian accept it.
For several days in a row, she avoided going to the front yard altogether, thus preventing those people from kneeling down to thank her.
She was afraid that having so many older people kneeling and kowtowing to her every day would shorten her lifespan.
Some people who had no family members still alive heard that Jiang Yimian would turn the estate into a workshop and wanted to stay as workers, so they went to ask the people around Jiang Yimian for information.
Among them, Zhao Xiaonian was the most sought out, because the others, like Lu Cijian, were cold and intimidating, and they dared not ask questions.
By the time Jiang Yimian found out, Zhao Xiaonian had already picked out quite a few men for her.
"Do you know what kind of people I need to help with?" Jiang Yimian looked at the long list in her hand and felt a headache coming on.
This guy was having a blast picking people for her, without even asking what she wanted to do with her workshop.
Zhao Xiaonian crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly, "I don't know."
Jiang Yimian: ...
Seeing that she glanced at him sideways, Zhao Xiaonian continued, "No matter what you want to do, you'll still need to do physically demanding work."
I see there's still a lot of land behind the estate; we'll have to keep farming it!
I've selected honest, hardworking, and capable workers who look like they can make money for the workshop, so you don't need to worry.
If you don't want them, they'll just go to the county town and find some work anywhere, and you'll be the one who suffers the loss.
As he spoke, he proudly raised his chin, his face showing an expression that begged for praise.
Jiang Yimian remained silent, flipping through the list in her hand. Somewhat surprised by the elegant handwriting, she asked curiously, "Did you write this?"
Zhao Xiaonian said with a hint of pride, "Of course, don't you think I'm amazing?"
Jiang Yimian ignored him and casually flipped through the list in her hand.
After spending the last few days with him, she had become immune to his shamelessness.
However, although Zhao Xiaonian was glib, what he said did make some sense. Whether it was the fields behind the manor or the fields in the abandoned village, they all needed someone to cultivate them.
If these people stay, they can rebuild the village.
This saves Wang Jinbao and his family from having to move to another place. After all, it's their home where they've lived most of their lives, so it's normal that they don't want to leave.
In addition, staying here meant he could see Wang Shuihua often, so the family was finally reunited.
Song Er was amused by the man's shamelessness and deliberately said, "Hey, how long have you been here? Don't you want to go back? Look at how many people have already gone back. Are you planning to stay here and not leave?"
Zhao Xiaonian waved his hand dismissively, "How can you talk like that? Do you think I'm that kind of person? I'm just worried because Uncle Jiang hasn't woken up yet."
With so many things to do on a daily basis, and given her own inconvenience, how could Sister Yimian possibly stay by Uncle Jiang's side every step of the way?
Am I the kind of person who doesn't know how to repay kindness? I should at least see Uncle Jiang recover before I leave.
I'm not like you, without a conscience.
As he spoke, he made a face at Song Er.
Song Er was furious and reached out to give the other person a sharp rap on the forehead, but Zhao Xiaonian reacted quickly and hid behind Jiang Yimian. Seeing that the other person had indeed stopped in his tracks under the intimidation of Lu Cijian's glare, he immediately became somewhat smug.
His gaze fell on Jiang Yimian, who was carefully looking at the list. He smiled and said, "Sister Yimian, are you attracted by my beautiful handwriting?"
Let me tell you, these are all trivial matters, nothing to worry about.
I'm a master of physiognomy; with just one glance, I can see your past and present lives.
As he spoke, he proudly raised his chin.
He wasn't lying. His master used to be an old monk who told fortunes, and he learned a lot from him, so naturally he knew a little bit about it.
Jiang Yimian looked away from the list, her eyes flickered, and she said with some disbelief, "Then show me what I did in my past life?"
As I finished speaking, I felt a rare bit nervous.
Upon hearing this, Lu Cijian and Song Er also looked at Zhao Xiaonian, their eyes filled with curiosity.
Zhao Xiaonian merely glanced at Jiang Yimian a few times with feigned mystery, then stroked his non-existent beard and said in a profound and unfathomable tone, "This benefactor, I see that you have a beautiful appearance and fair complexion, but unfortunately your temper is too volatile."
In her past life, she must have been a sheltered young lady from a wealthy family, the kind who was gentle and shy, but unfortunately, she was in poor health and died young.
Jiang Yimian was speechless, so she stretched out her leg and kicked the other person in the butt, "If you can't speak properly, then don't speak."
She must have gone mad just now, actually believing that the other person could read faces. It was clearly nonsense, completely off-topic.
Zhao Xiaonian quickly dodged by tilting her body, and said with a grin, "Sister Yimian, don't be angry, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Although you died young in your previous life for various reasons.
But with Cijian by my side in this life, you two will surely live a harmonious and loving life together. When can I finally eat wedding candy?!
After saying that, he slipped away and disappeared into the house in an instant, only sticking his head out and staring at the two of them with a mischievous look.
Jiang Yimian was speechless, then looked at Lu Cijian, "You taught him?"
Lu Cijian looked completely innocent. "I'm innocent! I didn't say anything."
But I felt a sweet warmth in my heart, and I was looking forward to that day.
Jiang Yimian glared at him, ignoring Zhao Xiaonian's words and taking it as a joke.
Her background before coming here couldn't possibly be related to that of a sheltered young lady from a wealthy family, so she shouldn't have believed this guy who talks nonsense.
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