Chapter 90 The Young Master is Ill



Chapter 90 The young master is ill

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The yard is covered with white snow.

There is charcoal fire and warm water in the corner.

The aroma of pasta comes from the kitchen next door.

"The wind blows the dragon, the dust is fluttering,

the grass and trees are shaking, and the trees are withered."

The little mustache dropped his book bag.

He let out an inexplicable sigh.

Jiang Mianmian looked up at him.

Dad took off her hat, revealing the crooked green onion, and then straightened the green onion.

Then he clasped his fists with the little mustache.

Xiao Mianmian also stretched out her little hand and clasped his fists together.

The little mustache brought the young master to visit because he heard that there was a very powerful person here.

I heard that he brought in bandits to kill the gentry in their village, then killed the bandits again, occupied the gentry's land, and then led the villagers to fight bandits everywhere. The villagers nearby also came to join him, and a small force has been formed.

Bandits are rampant elsewhere, and the number of refugees has increased, but only in Ming County, the bandits were actually killed by a group of villagers, the number of refugees did not increase, and the county town did not get in chaos. It was rare that it was like a paradise.

There are many sayings about their leader, Mr. Jiang. It is

said that he is a child of a big family, but was expelled from his home because of his unfilial and unfraternal behavior. There

are also people who say that he is graceful and has an extraordinary face, and he will become a great man.

In short, no matter what the saying is, this should be a very cunning person.

Now it is almost the New Year.

The lord had already attacked the city of Xiafu, and it was impossible for him to send out more troops in the short term.

So as a disciple, Qiqichi took the initiative to ask for orders, saying that he could take over the nearby counties without spending any soldiers.

Of course, not spending any soldiers does not mean that there would be no soldiers, as there were still a lot of soldiers.

First use courtesy and then use force, and avoid fighting if you can, but you still have to fight if you have to.

He really relied on his eloquence to take over the nearby He County.

It was just that there was a small mistake in the middle, and the county lord committed suicide.

It was not a big problem.

Now he came to Ming County.

But he encountered something interesting.

Unlike the chaos in other places, the villagers near Ming County were actually quite stable. There were

also very few refugees.

As a result, he found out about such a Mr. Jiang.

Everyone praised him, saying that he helped the needy, was generous and charitable, had many plans and made good decisions, and was talented.

Wei Qichi came to visit with his young master.

His main task, in addition to planting flags, was to take care of the baby.

Wei Qichi's identity was magical, he had actually won the top prize in the imperial examination. The

title of top prize is a title, this person has the talent of a top prize, but he really won the prize.

Later, he was dismissed from office because of a false charge.

Now he has become the disciple of the anti-thief Zi Lu, and also serves as the tutor of Zi Lu's only legitimate son.

Zi Lu appeared out of nowhere . He

has an extraordinary demeanor.

He is surrounded by many talented people.

On the surface, he is a cultured bandit.

As soon as he appeared, he gathered refugees with the force of thunder, attacked the county town, and occupied the prefectural city.

The fact that Wuqichi could become the tutor of Zilu's legitimate son shows that he holds a high position in the team.

The young boy in front of him is Zilu's legitimate son Zi Congheng.

Zilu has several adopted sons, but only one legitimate son.

Although Wuqichi feels that he is honored to be the teacher of the lord's only legitimate son, he is also very worried.

The lord's adopted sons are all very outstanding and have their own strengths.

But the young master, although good-looking, does not look like the lord. He

has an extraordinary IQ, but seems to have a disease.

Wuqichi always takes the young master with him when he goes out, not because he wants to take him to travel around the world, but because he is really worried.

It was cold, after the snow, and Zi Congheng acted like a little adult, sitting upright, holding a bamboo cup, not interrupting, but observing the person in front of him seriously.

Zi Congheng looked at the young man seriously for a while, then turned to look at the little cub.

She fell down just now, and then she got up seriously, and then fell down again. She didn't cry or shout, and just lay on the snow obediently~~ She

looked very much like the longevity turtle he raised.

Zhu Qichi was also observing.

He found that Mr. Jiang in front of him was inconsistent with the rumors.

At least what he saw was what the rumors didn't.

Mr. Jiang loves his wife and children very much, without any pretense, and he looks like he really loves her.

Of course, if this is also a pretense, then his city is too deep.

"I wonder what advice Mr. Zhi and Young Master Zi can give when they come to the humble residence?" He fixed his daughter's hair and put her on the small futon next to her. Jiang Changtian sat down and asked gently to the distinguished guest.

Zhu Qichi was a little stunned, he didn't even introduce himself.

Mr. Jiang in front of him did not ask.

He was also nervous when he saw the young man who came to report the news.

But he did not expect that Mr. Jiang would call out their names accurately.

Young Master Zi's expression did not change.

"How did Mr. Jiang know we were coming?" asked Xiqichi curiously.

Jiang Changtian took a sip of water and motioned for them to drink as well. After

moistening his throat, he continued: "Ever since Marshal Zi arrived in the city, we have been looking forward to Marshal Zi coming to rescue us. To be honest, my family only had our first dumpling yesterday because the original gentry was beaten to death by bandits. The gentry's daughter was the county magistrate's concubine. We were all very scared, and we trained soldiers every day just to protect ourselves."

"Besides!"

He smiled bitterly.

He looked sincerely at the man with a mustache opposite him.

"I am an unfilial and unfraternal person abandoned by a big family. I have no qualification for the imperial examination and no way to advance. I only hope that General Zi can move forward and soar to the sky, so that I can also realize my ambitions."

As soon as these words came out, they instantly touched the heart of Qiqi.

He, a newly crowned top scholar, was dismissed from office and exiled on false charges. He would never have a way to advance and could only follow the rebels to rebel.

And he didn't expect that Mr. Jiang would call him General Zi as soon as he opened his mouth. This name is very good, and he knows how to call people better than him, a former top scholar.

Zi Congheng turned his head to glance at the young man, and then continued to look at the little cub.

Jiang Mianmian saw that his father's eyes were sincere and moist, and his brows were slightly frowned, so she knew that her father was going to activate his sincere, kind, affectionate and righteous emotional resonance Buff skill of "We are one family".

The last time her father talked to someone here, she saw that person came to complain fiercely at first, but as he was talking, he suddenly knelt down and confessed with tears, saying that he was wrong, he admitted the punishment, he was guilty...

Wu Qichi had been very cautious at first, but in front of this person, he opened his heart unconsciously, and wanted to have a long talk with this person.

Literati are always full of emotions.

Wu Qichi felt that he had met a confidant, so he paid less attention to the young master. Besides, it was right

under his nose, so there shouldn't be anything wrong.

Jiang Mianmian found that the little boy next to her was staring at her.

She also looked at him curiously.

After a long time, Jiang Mianmian saw a rich man of this era again.

Her family can now eat enough, and their clothes don't have to be patched all over, but Jiang Mianmian feels that they are still some distance away from being rich.

She has achieved a mild and full life, but nothing more.

The little friend in front of her is white, tall, and has a delicate face. He is well dressed. The material of his clothes has a satin feel, and it doesn't look thick. It is thin and warm. He should be wearing a fur coat, unlike her, who is wrapped up like a ball.

He also has a jade pendant, and she also has one, which she gave to her mother.

Her elder sister also has one, which she keeps for herself.

But the other person has a sword, which looks very good and is the right length.

There are gems on it, which is very symmetrical.

Jiang Mianmian doesn't have one.

Her family doesn't allow her to play with sharp things.

Jiang Mianmian looked at the other person seriously.

Young Master Zi looked at the little cub even more seriously.

Her hair was crooked. The braid was originally straight, but she just pulled it and it became crooked again.

Her collar was crooked.

Her little robe was crooked too.

"General Zi knows how to use people well. He has a talent like Mr. Xi by his side, and people like him. Young Master Zi is young and outstanding. He is not afraid of danger, which makes people admire him. It snowed last night. I never thought it was because of the distinguished guests. My humble home is shabby, and the snow adds whiteness and elegance, just right to welcome the guests."

Jiang Changtian's words were sincere and sincere. Xi

Qichi, a former top scholar who had fallen to this place with great ambitions and knowledge, felt at ease.

His good impression of him grew.

But Young Master Zi Congheng did not react.

He suddenly stretched out his hand.

He pulled the small tuft of hair on the little kid sitting on the futon next to him, and pulled the crooked tuft to the middle. He

then said, "You have less hair. If you tie it like this, it will be even less."

Jiang Mianmian didn't believe it. How could she be bald if she drank spiritual spring water every day?

Did her big brother really make her bald?

She was so surprised that everyone was staring at her.

Tears slowly filled her big eyes, and tears rolled in her eyes... ...

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