The old lady quickly fed him a few sips of warm water, gently touched her granddaughter's pigtails, and explained with a wry smile, "This child is disobedient. When I try to pick her up, she cries and wants to stay with you. She knows you're good to her and misses you."
Dongmei also said, "Fu Niu and I have been taking care of the young master and feeding him medicine all day."
Young Master Ye felt a surge of warmth in his heart and whispered, "I'm alright now, take Fu Niu back to sleep."
Grandma Li nodded. She also felt sorry for her granddaughter. After Young Master Ye had drunk half a bowl of porridge and taken his medicine, she carefully carried her granddaughter back home.
Jiayin stayed up all night and all day, and her small body couldn't take it anymore. She slept until dawn, and when she thought of Young Master Ye, she immediately rolled over and got up.
She was a little confused when she opened her eyes and saw her grandmother sitting to the side sewing clothes.
Grandma Li was afraid of frightening her granddaughter, so she quickly hugged her and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Fu Niu, we're at home. Young Master Ye is all better now, he's had his porridge and medicine, so don't worry, Grandma will take you over in a little while."
Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief, but felt even more listless, and leaned weakly against her grandmother's chest.
The old lady had originally wanted to ask her granddaughter where she got so many silver ingots, but seeing her granddaughter like this, she couldn't bear to part with them.
She patted her granddaughter gently, again and again, until the little girl fell asleep again, then she dared to sigh softly.
Her granddaughter is becoming increasingly mysterious, no one knows what her background is.
She practically slept with one eye open, just in case this girl suddenly decided to pull out some magical thing.
She wasn't afraid of causing trouble for her family; since the family had benefited together, they should all suffer together.
But she was afraid that her granddaughter wouldn't know the seriousness of the situation and might shorten her lifespan. What if everyone else in the family was fine, but her granddaughter was?
What should we do then?
We can only hope that the seeds of winter melon and cantaloupe will be sown, and that many families will plant them next year, sell them, make money, eat their fill, and stay warm. Then they will remember their good fortune and attribute all the blessings to their granddaughter...
Jiayin was unaware that her grandmother was starting to worry again, and she slept until the sun was high in the sky.
After waking up, she fully recovered, quickly drank a bowl of porridge, and then ran next door with a big meat bun in her arms.
Perhaps because the windows of Young Master Ye's room had been opened to let in some fresh air, the smell of blood inside had lessened considerably.
It was rare to find that Young Master Ye was awake, and he was talking to Doctor Zhang.
Jiayin ran into the room, and Doctor Zhang's eyes lit up. Before he could ask anything, he saw Jiayin holding a meat bun and trying to climb onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
Unfortunately, the little chubby boy's legs were too short; he hung on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), struggling and groaning, but he just couldn't get up...
He was deflated, but stepped forward and helped Jiayin climb onto the kang (a heated brick bed). She turned her head and smiled, her eyes crinkling, and thanked him in a childish voice, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhang."
Doctor Zhang shrugged, meeting Young Master Ye's amused expression with a helpless reply.
"Alright, I won't ask anymore. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to guess either, so let's leave it at that. But in the future, if I have any questions, or if that hidden master has any good ideas, you must tell me."
Young Master Ye nodded, "Don't worry, this is a good deed of healing and saving lives. I will definitely not hide anything from you that I can tell you. It's just that the expert is inconvenient to tell you!"
Dr. Zhang rolled his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.
He said he wasn't angry, but he couldn't help feeling somewhat frustrated.
After spending over a year at the Li family's house, I finally managed to find a clue about that expert, but I still couldn't find him!
I originally thought she was a lucky girl, but how could a chubby girl who can't even climb onto the edge of a kang be a hermit?
Jiayin guessed that the old man was looking for him, and made a face at his back, which made Young Master Ye laugh.
"Uncle Ye, eat!" Jiayin offered a steamed bun to Young Master Ye's mouth, but he slowly shook his head.
"Fu Niu, eat up. I just had some porridge." Young Master Ye raised his hand to pat Jia Yin's head, but pulled at his wound and groaned in pain.
Jiayin quickly lay down and nuzzled her little head against Young Master Ye's hand. Her adorable appearance melted Young Master Ye's heart.
Who wouldn't love such a cute little girl?
"Fu Niu, how about Uncle adopts you as his goddaughter?"
Jiayin, who was lying down eating a steamed bun, almost choked when she heard this. She blinked twice and asked, "Fu Niu has a father? And a father who is very good."
Young Master Ye smiled even more happily. This child was not a snob; on the contrary, he was filial and grateful.
"Your uncle adopted you as his goddaughter to protect you, not to take you away. Your father is still your father, and you are still the Li family's granddaughter. It's just that you'll have someone to protect you from now on. Even if others discover that you're different, they won't dare to do anything to you, understand?"
Jiayin nodded; of course she understood. She had just been testing the waters.
Young Master Ye is a good person; to her, he is a friend, an elder, and a protector.
But her family is still the most important thing to her, and she will not abandon her family for any benefit or for anyone.
Of course, it would be best to have both now...
Ye Shan came in from outside, clearly having something to say, but he hesitated for a moment because Jia Yin was there.
Young Master Ye instructed, "Speak, it's alright."
Ye Shan then stepped forward, half-kneeling on the ground, trying his best to make his master look at him at eye level.
"Young Master, the memorial was sent to the palace the night before last. This morning in court, the Emperor was furious and ordered the Court of Judicial Review to find out the truth about your assassination as soon as possible. In addition, Zhang Wenzhuo, the Vice Minister of War, took over the post of guarding the dock, but the Emperor did not give him the military seal, but only ordered him to temporarily take over."
Young Master Ye nodded. "Zhang Wenzhuo is part of the Empress Dowager's faction, and he probably thinks he's found an opportunity to make a name for himself. In fact, the barbarians, who lost several thousand last time, are gathering their forces to prepare for a counterattack. Moreover, winter is approaching, and the barbarians don't know how to grow crops at all. Even if they occupy large tracts of land, they'll have wasted a year without a good harvest, and they'll be eyeing the Jiangnan region even more. When the fighting at the riverbank docks gets intense, those old foxes in the court will get anxious. Otherwise, they've been living comfortably in Jiangnan for too long and won't even think about recovering their lost territories."
Ye Shan sighed, his expression showing some disapproval. "Even if Young Master intends to retire for a while, he shouldn't take such a risk. Fortunately, Doctor Zhang arrived in time, and the villagers risked their lives to rescue him; otherwise, Young Master would have been in grave danger this time!"
Young Master Ye coughed lightly, knowing that he had acted rashly this time, but he had made careful arrangements beforehand. He did not expect that something would go wrong at the crucial moment.
"Alright, thankfully it was all over. Send a message to the Marquis's residence, asking the steward to send some groceries here every two days. I need to recuperate here."
Ye Shan quickly agreed, then asked, "My lord, should we transfer a few men from the Marquis's residence?"
"No need, you are enough. Tell the housekeeper to arrange for people to deliver the ingredients, and choose loyal and discreet ones."
"yes."
After the master and servant reached an agreement, Ye Shan went to get busy.
Jiayin lay down beside Young Master Ye, keeping him company, while she herself began to ponder the situation.
She had always known that Young Master Ye wanted to reclaim half of the country, but she never expected him to be so eager and determined, to the point of disregarding life and death.
Then think about the potatoes and corn in the space, should we take them out for him earlier?
With proper planning, within two years, the people will be well-fed, the nation's strength will be restored, and there will be enough military provisions. It will not be difficult to return to Jiangbei and defeat the barbarians.
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