Wang Zhou's pockets get fatter once a month. Over the past year, at this time of month, he can't hide the smile in his eyes.
But today, Rong Ting's eyes really made him unhappy, making him feel a little uneasy and his face showed a bit of resentment.
As he walked towards the downtown area of the city, he thought that he would definitely test Rong Ting when he got back to see if he knew that he had embezzled his money.
If Rong Ting already knew
There was a hint of viciousness in Wang Zhou's eyes. If that was the case, he might as well kill him.
Anyway, he saw that Rong Ting was just dragging his two disabled legs and barely surviving.
He looked half dead, almost dead.
Wang Zhou was so absorbed in his thoughts that he bumped into the shoulder of someone walking towards him without noticing.
His right shoulder was knocked back by the impact, and Wang Zhou staggered to a stop, cursing, "Why are you looking at the road!"
The person who bumped into him was a short man wearing a black cone hat. He lowered his head and bowed repeatedly to apologize.
Wang Zhou pushed him away impatiently, "You unlucky thing, I'm in a good mood today, I won't argue with you, get lost!"
The man in the black hat left in a hurry, but when he turned a corner, he stopped and smiled.
He took off his cone hat, pulled out a purse from his pocket, and handed it to the person in front of him, "Girl, here's what you wanted."
Jiang Rao took it, opened the purse, and revealed the silver inside.
Wu Zuimao was originally an orphan who begged and thieved on the streets. When he was eight years old, he stole from Jiang Rao's family. After being caught, little Jiang Rao pleaded for mercy, and the Fourth Master took him in into the Jiang Mansion. Seeing that he was diligent, he gave him a job doing odd jobs in the mansion and named him Jiang Ping.
Because of his childhood experience of hanging out on the streets, he is much more alert and flexible than an ordinary servant.
He smiled and said, "I have already changed the silver into stones as the girl instructed."
Jiang Rao counted the silver in the purse.
It was exactly sixteen taels. I looked at the bottom of the silver ingot basin and found that the silver was from a bank in Jinling.
She asked why a young man from a noble family in Jinling had fallen to the point where he could not get medical treatment for his illness and even had no charcoal to burn in his house. Ninety percent of his salary ended up in the hands of his followers!
Jiang Rao's face turned red with anger when he thought about how all the money he had spent on medical treatment and medicine over the past year had been stolen by that evil slave Wang Zhou, which resulted in the injuries on his legs being so serious that no medicine could cure them.
Jiang Ping asked her, "Girl,
Should I sue him in court? ”
Jiang Rao shook her head.
In her opinion, Wang Zhou's actions were blatant.
The man in her dream was clearly a vengeful person. It's not like he didn't have the opportunity to report her to the authorities, but he didn't. There were things about this matter that she didn't know about, so she couldn't be impatient.
Jiang Rao tied up her purse tightly and said to Jiang Ping, "I will find a way to return the money to its original owner. You continue to follow Wang Zhou."
Jiang Ping agreed immediately, changed his clothes, and continued to follow Wang Zhou, leisurely and smiling, waiting to see him make a fool of himself by spending stones as if they were silver.
…
After suddenly getting rich, Wang Zhou naturally wanted to eat well, dress well and have fun.
Night had not yet fallen and the casino had not yet reached its busiest time. Wang Zhou first turned into the most luxurious restaurant here and swaggered into the best private room.
The owner of the restaurant was surprised when he first saw Wang Zhou coming here a year ago. Now, a year has passed and Wang Zhou has become a regular here. He is already familiar with him and asked him in person, "What would you like to order today, sir?"
"Stir-fried pigeon with coriander, scallops with hydrangea, bird's nest in mushroom soup, honey ham and Hongfu rice dumplings, and a jar of the best Lanling wine."
The dishes Wang Zhou ordered were all the most famous dishes in the restaurant. None of them were cheap and the total cost was quite a lot. The restaurant owner did a quick calculation in his mind and a smile immediately broke out on his face.
The generous restaurant owner smiled and said, "I'll give you another portion of pigeon eggs. They are simmered over low heat and are very tender."
The delicious meal made Wang Zhou quickly forget about the matter of killing Rong Ting. When he was full and reached for the purse hanging on his waist, he frowned suspiciously because the purse felt a little strange.
But he was drunk and didn't think much about it.
When the waiter came to collect the money, he took out a piece from the bag and threw it into the waiter's arms.
At an inconspicuous table in the other corner, Jiang Ping immediately smiled.
The waiter looked at the stone in his hand, blinked blankly, confirmed it again and again, raised his head and said: "Sir, you gave me a stone, what does it mean?"
Wang Zhou was a little impatient. "What's the matter with stones? This is silver. If it's not enough, I can find more here."
He threw the entire purse over, and the waiter fell to the ground. The purse rolled off his body with a loud noise, and all the stones inside rolled to the ground.
The waiter's expression changed immediately.
The noise here alarmed the restaurant owner.
The waiter saw him and immediately shouted, "Boss, this
The swindler used stones as silver to deceive people and ate our food for free without paying."
The generous restaurant owner heard his words, realized what had happened here, and suddenly became less generous.
This kind of freeloader has only one fate in his eyes.
"Take this shameless thing out of here and beat him up"
…
West City Cottage.
The firewood in the stove was about to burn out, and Rong Ting turned his gaze to the pile of firewood in the yard.
Since the last time I fell ill and fainted, someone would deliver a few bundles of firewood to my door every day.
He could guess who had sent it.
But he never used this firewood.
Even though it was not easy for Rong Ting to go out and collect firewood, he was unwilling to rely too much on others.
He took the linen bag left by Wang Zhou.
The medicine in the bag cannot be used and can only be used as firewood.
Rong Ting placed the dead branches one by one into the fire. When he put his fingers to the bottom of the bag, he suddenly touched something cool and greasy.
At the bottom of the bag was a small green snake hibernating.
Rong Ting lowered his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then wrapped his fingers around it and pressed down on the seven-inch spot, and the little snake instantly died in his hand.
As if treating those lifeless dead branches, he threw the body of the newly dead snake into the fire and watched it being devoured by the flames.
Bright flames danced in his extremely dark eyes, and the flames hissed.
After burning the little snake to death, Rong Ting stood up by holding onto the wall.
Those medicines have little therapeutic effect.
But for Rong Ting, as long as he could use a little strength in his legs, he would be able to endure the pain and stand up.
Even when I stood up, my legs were shaking, and each step I took took the time and energy it would take an ordinary person to walk ten steps.
He held on to whatever he could reach with his hands and went out to collect firewood for the fire.
When I got outside, I heard footsteps in the distance.
Rong Ting hid himself.
Jiang Rao and Ming Shao walked one in front and one behind in the snow, with their footsteps varying from deep to shallow.
Ming Shao followed Jiang Rao and asked, "Miss, how are you going to exchange the money for that young master later?"
Jiang Rao thought about it, but a dilemma appeared on her face. "If I give it to him directly, if he gets curious about how I know, what should I say?"
"Didn't they say that Jiang Ping was watching here, squatting in the corner and heard it?"
Jiang Rao shook her head.
"I can't tell him directly. If he mistakenly thinks those guards were sent by me to monitor him, he will misunderstand me even more."
Given the sensitive and suspicious nature of teenagers, she felt that there was a high chance that she would be misunderstood.
"Aunt
What if mother told him directly that Jiang Ping stayed here to protect him? ”
Jiang Rao's mouth twitched, "I'm afraid he won't believe it."
Nine times out of ten, they won’t believe it.
In her dreams, before and after she became his slave, he didn't believe anything she said.
Even when she wanted to go out to buy something, he would think she wanted to run away.
The more she assured him that she would not run away, the more he wanted to keep her by his side at all times.
Thinking of those dark days, Jiang Rao's heart couldn't help but tremble, "Think of another way, send him in."
Ming Shaohuan felt it was a pity and murmured softly, "Miss did something good for him but didn't let him know. I always feel that Miss is at a disadvantage in this matter."
Jiang Rao hooked her ears with her fingers and pretended not to hear.
Ming Shao saw that she had made up her mind, so she stopped trying to persuade her and suggested, "Knock on the door, put the money down, and wait for him to come out, then we'll leave?"
Jiang Rao glanced at the lock on the door and said, "It seems he has gone out."
"This..." Ming Shao couldn't think of any solution.
Jiang Rao looked at the low outer wall of the cottage, lifted her skirt and jumped, measuring the difference in height between her height and the outer wall.
Her action frightened Ming Shao, who grabbed her sleeve and said, "Girl, you are a lady from a wealthy family. Climbing over the wall is not appropriate. You can't do that."
Jiang Rao turned his gaze back when he heard this.
The beautiful black eyes turned and scanned between Mingshao and the wall, measuring the difference between Mingshao's height and the height of the outer wall.
"..." Ming Shao was so frightened that her face turned pale as frost. She trembled and said, "Miss...I am afraid of heights."
Jiang Rao sighed softly, "It's me who should lose my appearance."
"I put on my cape and hat. This place is remote and few people pass by. I just climbed over the wall and threw a bag of money in. No one would recognize me. Besides, even if I was recognized, it wouldn't matter. We won't stay here for long. No one knows my name, so it won't affect my reputation."
Jiang Rao stepped on the stones and climbed onto the top of the wall with her slender arms. Although it was a little difficult, fortunately the wall was not high. She could see the yard by standing on tiptoe.
Seeing the pile of firewood in the yard, she pouted in dissatisfaction, "He doesn't burn firewood? Why didn't he touch any of the firewood I brought?"
Ming Shao, who was protecting her from below, saw her standing on such a high rock. She had no time to look around leisurely, and she couldn't help feeling dizzy. Her heart was broken. She shouted, "Girl, please be careful. Throw it away quickly and come down quickly."
Jiang Rao nodded, and threw the purse in his hand into an open and conspicuous place in the courtyard.
The silver ingots in the purse collided with each other and made several crisp sounds when they fell to the ground.
In the center of the courtyard.
Jiang Rao clapped her hands in satisfaction, but heard Ming Shao shouting from behind, "Girl, don't let go!"
But it was too late.
Jiang Rao's hand had left the wall and her body fell backwards.
During the short fall, Jiang Rao's mind was full of thoughts. If she had known earlier, she would have worn more clothes today.
A few muffled sounds.
Jiang Rao puffed snowflakes out of her mouth. She slowly raised her face from the snow, rubbed her eyes and looked at Ming Shao.
Just now Ming Shao hugged her and rolled with her in the snow. The stone she was standing on was not too high, so it didn't hurt.
He just looked a little embarrassed with a mouthful of snowflakes.
But Ming Shao's voice came from above her head, "Miss, are you okay? Where did you fall?"
Then the person under her body is...
Jiang Rao's eyelashes twitched instantly, and her eyes slowly looked over inch by inch, from top to bottom - chest, Adam's apple, chin, eyebrows...
It’s Rong Ting.
Her body was twisted and lying on his chest. The two of them formed a "cross" shape, with their chests pressed tightly against each other, and it seemed as if they could hear each other's heartbeats through their chests.
The heartbeats were intertwined, and it seemed impossible to tell whose was whose.
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