Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 48 The Buddhist Layout of the World (18)

The days that followed were calm again, until autumn was almost over, Mother Lu was in a good state of mind, and Nan Xing gradually felt relieved.

It seems that the way of heaven is not everything can be controlled.

The few bandits she sent to join the army were still useful. They made great achievements in the army and gradually gained a reputation in the barracks.

And now it is still 18 years in Shaoxing. Qin Hui, who was impeached and dismissed from office, paid homage to the prime minister again and won the trust of Emperor Gaozong.

After closing the letter sent by the bandits, Nan Xing leaned on the recliner with a calm expression, unable to see what was on his mind.

"Msanggong, I met a child on the street today, it's so pitiful, if you see it, you will definitely feel distressed!"

Yan Zhi walked in from the outside with a bunch of gadgets in her arms, talking crisply about what she saw and heard on the street today.

Putting the letter back into the wide sleeves, Nan Xingben's cold eyes warmed up a little. He looked at her with a smile, and stretched out his hand to her. The clean palm was especially beautiful in the slightly cold autumn sun. :

"Well, what a pity?"

Grabbing a millet ball and stuffing it into her mouth, Rouge trotted over, followed that hand, and nestled into his warm embrace, like a lazy kitten:

"The kid was about eleven or twelve years old. His family was killed by a bully and his leg was broken. Now he can only beg on the side of the road, but he was bullied by a few kids throwing stones. How pitiful!"

With a rice ball stuffed in her mouth, she slurred her words, but Nan Xing also got the general idea:
"Then you want to help him?"

"Sir, I want to buy him home. Although he can only be a servant, it's better than being bullied outside."

Lifting her small face, Rouge blinked her dark eyes:

"If my husband disagrees, that's okay!"

After all, he is a crippled child, so if he bought it into the house, he would not be able to do other great things.

After poking her bulging cheeks stuffed with rice balls, Nan Xing suddenly felt that she was not a kitten, but more like a fleshy hamster:

"It's just a child. If Madam likes it, then buy it for entertainment."

Seeing that he really agreed, Yan Zhi was happy, but she slapped his hand that poked her face off with displeasure, and snorted coquettishly:
"It's not a pastime!"

"Yes, yes, it's not for entertainment, it's for my husband who said the wrong thing."

Helplessly smiled, Nan Xing's eyes were full of doting.

Anyway, it's just a child. Although Li's family is not a wealthy family, it is still possible to raise a child.

The next day, Yan Zhi brought the child back, and Nan Xing was reading in the study, so Yan Zhi took the child to the study to find him.

Closing the book, in front of the table, Nan Xing looked over indifferently, it was indeed as pitiful as Yan Zhi said yesterday.

Dirty and torn clothes, probably because he was bullied miserably, one sleeve was torn, so he had to tie it on his arm with a knot, and there were a few hard objects on his face that seemed to be thrown out like stones One of the shoes was missing, and the other was torn, with the toes sticking out.

The child's hair was covered with withered grass, and his face was even more gray. Only his eyes were shockingly bright, like a sharp light piercing the night, but soon, the child lowered his head , covered the past.

"Sanggong, look, I'll just say he's so pitiful!"

Rouge felt distressed and picked the withered grass off the child's head, and said to Nan Xing bluntly.

"Well, it's quite pitiful. Let someone take him to wash up first."

With a flick of her finger from the brow, Nan Xing retracted her gaze from the child, with a bit of speculation hidden in her eyes.

"Hmm!"

Seeing that Nan Xing was not disgusted with children, Yan Zhi was even happier, and hurriedly called a servant to prepare hot water.

In the study room, Nan Xing watched the two leaving figures, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, then his eyes dimmed, and he called the old housekeeper.

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In the room, soaking in the bathtub, the heat was lingering, and Jin Qing's eyes were filled with coldness.

The murderer who killed more than a dozen people in his village and his grandmother was just a few steps away from him.

So close, so close that he could kill him on the spot if he wanted to!

But how could he repay the pain of bereavement so easily.

He wanted that person to personally experience the despair and pain of losing a loved one!

Thin and small fingers pinched the bathtub with a lot of hatred, and a pair of cold black eyes became colder and sharper.

After Jin Qing cleaned up, she was taken to the study again.

In the study, there is also an old man with a white beard, who is the doctor Nan Xing found:

"Please ask Dr. Song to look at his leg, but it can still be saved."

Frowning, Jin Qing was amazed that the villain who killed his closest relatives gave him a servant to find a doctor.

O hypocrisy!

Dr. Song stroked his beard, stepped forward to check his pulse and check his leg injury.

Frowning, Dr. Song raised his eyes and gave Jin Qing a strange look, then rolled up his trouser legs to check for leg injuries.

Dr. Song's brows frowned even tighter, almost twisted into a Sichuan character, and those muddy old eyes seemed to stare a hole out of Jin Qing's face.

Yanzhi at the side was so heartbroken by Dr. Song, her face was full of nervousness:

"Doctor Song, is it serious?"

Doctor Song glanced at Nan Xing, not knowing what to say, so he could only remain silent.

Rouge became more nervous.

Seeing this, Nan Xing glanced at Jin Qing, who had a tense face, and said,

"Madam, take him to eat first."

Yanzhi only thought that Jin Qing's leg was hopeless, Nan Xing was afraid that what Dr. Song said would hurt Jin Qing, so she nodded and took Jin Qing away.

After Jin Qing left, before Nan Xing could speak, Doctor Song said with a serious face:
"The child's leg bone was broken by himself!"

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"Eat more, these are my favorite food, you try this lion head, my husband taught the cook to make it!"

In the other place, Yanzhi continued to pick up vegetables in Jin Qing's bowl, even though it was almost piled up into a hill, she was still picking up vegetables, and kept saying:
"You should know who my husband-in-law is, hehe, he looks really good-looking, hehe~"

Speaking of her husband-in-law, Yan Zhi couldn't help but smirked, her face, which was originally aura and persuasive, revealed a bit of naivety.

Jin Qing held his chopsticks and listened silently, with a dark tide always gushing in his eyes.

How could he not know, even if he becomes a ghost, he will still remember him, remember how he burned dozens of people to death.

"Hey, why don't you talk, eat quickly, there will be more after eating, by the way, what's your name?"

After talking to herself for a while, Yan Zhi remembered that she still didn't know his name.

"Jin Qing."

The voice that responded was clear and cold, which was extremely inconsistent with that childish face.

This was the first time that Jin Qing spoke up after meeting Yan Zhi, and it was also the first time that he looked at Yan Zhi squarely without avoiding it.

His name is Jin Qing, a survivor of Wuming Village, he is the one who will send them to hell in the future!

He wants everyone in the Li family to remember his name! !
(End of this chapter)