Honey, say something, honey.
One person against one hundred.
Strategist, what is the explanation for this?
Ye Qingzhou held a dagger in his right hand, his left fist clenched and unclenched. In front of him were several members of the Jiang family, and several constables.
"Screw you! What are you standing there for? Run! This whole family, all of them are ruthless and aggressive." Li Qi peeked through the crack in the door, muttering to himself.
The door opened.
It was pushed away by the pumpkin like a gust of wind.
Li Qi tried to grab it, but couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes. The gust of wind seemed to leave behind a message: "Brother Qi, Boss Jiang is entrusted to you."
"You little brat, go get yourself beaten up!" Li Qi said helplessly, pounding his leg against the air.
Pumpkin ran behind Ye Qingzhou, glared fiercely at the people, and whispered to Ye Qingzhou, "Master, that girl Chonghua is about to collapse. I heard her shout that we're almost out of stones and bricks."
Ye Qingzhou nodded slightly, her expression unchanged: "Don't panic. It's alright."
Are you alright? The group in front is going to beat someone up. The group behind is going to rob you.
You call this nothing?
The torch crackled, and Ye Qingzhou's eyes calmly gazed at the person before him.
There was even a slight smile on her lips.
She can still laugh? Pumpkin was suspicious, but not afraid. He stood behind Ye Qingzhou, stick in hand, ready for anything.
After a long standoff, Ye Qingzhou took out a folded piece of paper from her sleeve. She calmly unfolded it, then unfolded it again, and then unfolded it again.
Then, he raised it up and showed it to everyone by the firelight.
Pumpkin, being so close, could see it clearly: "It's salt extract!"
The Jiang family members immediately became lively:
"That second brother of mine, he managed to get his hands on the salt permits without making a sound!"
"With salt permits, won't our Jiang family become incredibly wealthy? We'll be rolling in money!"
“From now on, when we’re rich, we’ll also be called Jiang Half-City. Half the wealth of a city will reside in our Jiang family!”
The Jiang family hadn't even received their salt permits yet, but just thinking about their future wealth made them so happy they could fly.
Uncle San was standing perfectly fine when the people behind him started pulling him around, asking him all sorts of questions, and he almost fell over. He forcefully slapped the person's hand away, angrily shouting, "I don't know! I really don't know!"
"Want some?" Ye Qingzhou held up the salt sample high and smiled gently.
The Jiang family members immediately lunged forward together.
Ye Qingzhou folded the salt certificate neatly and put it away.
The Jiang family members were taken aback. Some of them were so anxious that they kept swallowing.
"Gentlemen, there's a group of petty thieves behind the courtyard who've come to steal this too." Ye Qingzhou glanced at the group; their faces were indeed showing anger, and the hot-tempered ones were already rubbing their fists together in anticipation.
"Third Uncle also knows about Jinghong and me." Ye Qingzhou had barely finished speaking when the clansmen pointed and whispered among themselves about Third Uncle: "Old man, still saying he doesn't know."
"We're family. What benefits we get will naturally be ours. It's just... those outsiders... if someone puts in a lot of effort, the benefits will be huge." Ye Qingzhou smiled gently and generously, and everyone believed her without a doubt.
The moment Uncle Jiang saw this beautiful face, his heart fluttered like a deer. At the tender age of sixteen, he was the first to shout, "Jiang family, come with me!"
More than ten people did indeed go with him.
The rest of the people looked at Third Uncle.
Third Uncle cleared his throat and said to the bailiffs, "Sirs! This is our own business, so we won't trouble you!"
Ye Qingzhou winked at Pumpkin. Pumpkin's eyes darted around, and he cried out, "Your Honor! Thieves are burning us! You must help us!"
The watchman, who had been standing guard at the door for a long time, wiped the dust off his face and said, "That's right! I was banging the gong when I saw a woman skipping and jumping in the back alley, singing and shouting that there was a fire. There was someone squatting in the corner next to her. I was puzzled at the time."
The villagers who were watching also shouted to catch the thief, fearing that their own homes would also be burned down in the same mysterious way in the future.
"Lead the way. Go and identify the woman." The constable led the watchman away.
Third Uncle directed the Jiang family members, half of them went to the back alley and the other half went through the front.
Pumpkin, quick-witted as ever, followed suit, calling two servants to the back alley to keep watch. He then went directly to the inner courtyard from the front.
Most of the onlookers went to the back alley. Only a few old people and children remained in front of the door, chatting idly.
Ye Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and sheathed his dagger. He went to the room next door and said, "Seventh Brother, please go to the door and keep watch."
Li Qi sighed and left.
The candlelight was bright. Jiang Jinghong lay on the bed, supporting her head with her hands, breathing steadily, but she did not open her eyes.
His clothes were cut off with scissors, leaving only the parts stuck to his skin. Medicine had been applied, and the area was wrapped in a white cloth.
Doctor Wang put away the silver needles: "The bleeding has stopped. This kid has a good constitution; there are no fractures or internal organ damage. I'll go prescribe some medicine."
Ye Qingzhou thanked Doctor Wang, sat down by the bed, and gently wiped the dust off Jiang Jinghong's body with her own handkerchief.
His shoulders were a little red.
Her hand gently caressed it.
Ye Qingzhou recalled their argument and felt a pang of sadness. If only she hadn't said those words. If only he hadn't drunk himself into a stupor because of them. If only he hadn't gotten drunk, he wouldn't have gotten hurt.
But there are no "what ifs".
Ye Qingzhou silently shed tears; her hands trembled slightly.
The man lying down gently moved his hand and took the woman's hand in his.
Jiang Jinghong took her hand and placed it on his broad, muscular chest, feeling his strong heartbeat. He opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you...like it here the most?"
Why does he blurt out everything? Ye Qingzhou blushed, then exclaimed happily, "You're awake!"
He had just woken up before you entered! As soon as you came in, he pretended to be asleep again. Doctor Wang put away his paper and pen, checked the prescription again, and confirmed it was correct. Huh? This kid hasn't said a word; is he trying to get me to leave so as not to disturb their time alone?
Thinking of this, Doctor Wang cleared his throat: "The prescription is ready."
Ye Qingzhou stood up, touched his sleeve, and took out double the consultation fee.
Wow! How generous! Doctor Wang's eyes swept over the two men before he accepted the silver: "Who is he to you?"
"He is the father of the child in my womb," Ye Qingzhou said softly, yet firmly.
No wonder this young man accompanied Miss Ye on her first two visits for treatment. Doctor Wang, packing his medicine chest, smiled and asked, "So, he's your husband?"
Ye Qingzhou opened his mouth, but did not speak.
Jiang Jinghong, lying on the bed, waited for an answer but received none. He then sat up despite the pain. He accidentally aggravated his wound, and when he tried to press his hand against the edge of the bed, he missed and fell off.
Hearing the commotion behind him, Ye Qingzhou rushed over and helped Jiang Jinghong up.
Jiang Jinghong was wincing in pain in his back, but he refused to stand up. He grabbed Ye Qingzhou's hand and said, "Say something! Say something!"
Just as the two were holding hands, Li Qi burst through the door: "Hey, good news! We've caught the thief!"
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