Chapter 294 Who do you think you are?
Xie Liangchen felt a chill run down his spine after being bitten. He felt uncomfortable and instinctively took two steps back, then frowned and glanced at the stinger with displeasure.
At first glance, the more he looked at him, the uglier his expression became. His clothes hung loosely on his body, his belt was not fastened properly, he was covered in dirt, his hair was a messy clump, and there were some leaves hanging on his head, which was really quite comical.
However, as I looked at it, I started to feel that something was wrong.
Those eyebrows and eyes... that appearance...
It was remarkably similar to the person he had met in his childhood.
Xie Liangchen's voice trembled slightly: "You...you...you're the Imperial Advisor!!!"
The face in his memory gradually merged with the dirty face in front of him, and Xie Liangchen's mind almost exploded.
This person was so close to him! So close they seemed to live in the front or back yard.
Even if he just passes by, he'll notice if he takes a second look!
But Xie Liangchen had never looked at it closely.
He knew that Fatty's family had two elderly people supporting them, and he also knew what they looked like. In his memory, one was crazy and the other was slovenly.
However, because of Jiang Pangya, he always kept his eyes straight ahead when passing by her door, rarely glancing inside.
He had barely set foot in this courtyard even a few times. In a daze, he stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"She's quite pretty, but unfortunately not very bright. No wonder Ah Nuan wanted to hit you." The old man said this, clenching his fist as if to swing it.
Jiang Nuanzhi quickly stopped him: "It's not him, it's Wang Mazi."
Old man: "Who is Wang Mazi?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "The one who came to steal the dog last time."
Upon hearing this, the old man suddenly realized: "Oh, it's that filthy-looking bastard who reeks of urine! His injuries healed so quickly?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Probably. If it weren't ready, they probably wouldn't dare to steal corn."
That Wang Mazi really doesn't learn his lesson. Last time, he sneaked into his yard at night to steal Dahei and kill it for meat, but the old man caught him red-handed. He immediately broke Dahei's hand. Dahei was terrified and wet his pants.
I never expected that he would come looking for trouble again so soon after he had just recovered. I really don't know whether I should praise him for his courage.
"Aunt Nuan, maybe we shouldn't go?" Fu Man asked worriedly, tugging at Jiang Nuanzhi's sleeve.
Jiang Nuanzhi simply patted her head: "Silly child, your leg is injured, stay home and rest. Your Grandpa Jing and I will be back soon."
"Aunt Nuan, please don't go. I... I'm actually not in pain anymore, I'm fine." Fu Man was so anxious she was almost crying.
Jiang Nuanzhi poked her little head: "Worried that we can't beat them? Don't you know how powerful your Grandpa Jing is? Let alone seven or eight of them, even if there were ten or twenty more, they wouldn't be a match for him!"
The old man next to him had been grinning as he listened to Jiang Nuanzhi's praise, but after hearing the rest, he looked resentful and said, "Ten or twenty? Who are you looking down on?"
Jiang Nuanzhi chuckled and patted Fu Man on the shoulder: "Go back quickly."
He turned around and led the old man out the door.
When Xie Liangchen came to his senses, Jiang Nuanzhi and the old man had already walked quite far away.
His heart tightened, and he hurriedly chased after her.
After catching up with the man, he couldn't help but stare at the old man from head to toe, scrutinizing every detail.
His reason told him that this person could not possibly be the Imperial Advisor. If he were the current Imperial Advisor, why wouldn't he return to the capital? Why would he stay in such a small village? And how could he possibly be in such a disheveled state?
But the truth was that this person looked exactly like the one he had met years ago.
He will never forget the face of the Imperial Advisor, even in his dreams.
Without the Imperial Advisor, Xie Liangchen would have perished in that cold winter eight years ago.
To this day, he still remembers what it was like when he first met him.
At that time, he was wrapped in a white fox fur cloak, sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded by a group of people.
He approached him with a gentle smile and nods from time to time, displaying an elegant and aloof demeanor.
He glanced at the child and declared, "This child can still be saved."
The Xie family had a long history of meritorious service; his father was the Marquis of Dingyuan, and his mother was the Princess Anping, raised by the late emperor. Xie Liangchen was born with congenital deficiencies, and his parents devoted almost all their resources to treating him. Even the renowned physician Que once predicted that he would not live past the age of ten.
Unexpectedly, this person appeared and uttered such a casual remark. Xie Liangchen no longer needed to drink that bitter medicine. And indeed, just as he said, he recovered completely.
Xie Liangchen will never forget the face of the person who saved his life.
I never imagined that such a face would appear on a slovenly old man.
Moreover, he lived with his maid. What puzzled Xie Liangchen even more was that he seemed to listen to Fatty Ya quite a bit.
Xie Liangchen was in a state of confusion, but he still couldn't help but look at Jiang Nuanzhi in front of him.
Now, only Jiang Nuanzhi's back can be seen, her long hair flowing in the breeze. Her slender waist is faintly visible. She has a stunningly beautiful face, yet she seems unconcerned, strolling leisurely forward.
Every now and then he would turn his head and chat with the dirty old man, looking quite relaxed.
If an ordinary person encountered her, they would probably think she was going on an autumn outing, and would never think that she was going to find some men to fight.
In fact, not long after Jiang Nuanzhi and the old man walked out, they saw another group of people in their cornfield.
A large section of corn in the cornfield had fallen over, and the ears of corn had all been broken off.
Xie Liangchen was stunned by the scene. His face turned red with anger, and he pointed at the people in front of him, saying, "How can you break your promise like this! You clearly promised me that you would go home obediently!"
Jiang Nuanzhi was much calmer than Xie Liangchen. She knew that those thugs and ruffians would never be afraid of Xie Liangchen.
After Xie Liangchen said a few words, he brought Aman back and made him behave himself and not cause any trouble.
Anyone with a brain would know that they just wanted to coax the two of them back.
Jiang Nuanzhi stretched her limbs and then squinted her eyes.
Perhaps it's because this place is pristine and unpolluted, but after practicing the Eight Pieces of Brocade for the past six months, she feels much stronger than before. She just hasn't found anyone to practice with yet.
In fact, the old man was even angrier than Jiang Nuanzhi. He was already grinding his teeth when he saw their hands on the corn.
"You bastards! How dare you touch my corn! Ah Nuan only gives me two ears a day, and you've wasted so much of it!"
The old man's eyes reddened.
He went up and punched a black figure away.
The unfortunate figure was instantly thrown back several meters, leaving a long trail on the ground before crashing into a tree with a loud thud. He came to a stop, coughing up blood and collapsing unconscious.
(End of this chapter)
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