Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

"Li Xia, the person who sent the news has already left."

"That man was drinking with Old Man Yu in Xiyi Alley and let the news slip."

"Old man Yu has a good relationship with me, so he secretly said this to me."

"When I said it, I was specifically told not to spread the news because the fourth prince ordered the news to be blocked."

"Li Xia, please don't investigate this matter in a big way, or it might implicate me and Old Man Yu."

Seeing the worried look on Old Shan's face, Lin Lixia wiped away her tears.

Take a deep breath and gradually calm down.

Her grandfather was just a little healthy, and her father had just fallen seriously ill, and they couldn't bear the excitement of the death of their second brother.

Faced with the worst outcome that has already occurred, she should take appropriate measures to avoid making the worst outcome worse.

The news about her second brother's misfortune cannot be let to her father and grandfather, nor can they investigate it in a big way.

After clarifying her thoughts, Lin Lixia quickly saluted and thanked Old Shan, and asked Old Shan to help keep the secret.

Old Shan nodded, looked at the young man in red on the street corner who was deliberately avoiding suspicion, and patted the shoulder of Lin Lidong, who was still crying.

"At the beginning of winter, we express our condolences. The dead have passed away, and the living should look forward. If you need any help from Grandpa Shan, just ask."

"Thank you, Grandpa Shan. If it is convenient, I would like to let Lichun..." Lin Lidong wiped away his tears and choked up: "The fallen leaves return to their roots."

"It's human nature for fallen leaves to return to their roots." Old Man Shan sighed: "I'll tell you after I find out where Li Chun died."

"Thank you, Grandpa Shan." Lin Lixia watched the old man leave, gritting his teeth and pretending to be calm.

Walk to Duan Zihuai.

"Master Duan, I'm sorry, I may not be in the mood to accompany you to the clothing store anymore..."

"It doesn't matter." Duan Zihuai interrupted Lin Lixia, with a hint of complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Lin, should I come to see you again tomorrow?"

"Okay." Lin Lixia nodded.

He turned around and grabbed Lin Lidong's clothes.

"Brother, wipe away your tears and don't let anyone find out. Let's go to Luo's house."

Upon arriving at Luo's house, Lin Lixia went straight to the room where Luo Zisu kept his wine, picked up a jar of wine, uncorked the bottle, and was about to pour it into his mouth.

"Sister, you can't drink." Luo Zisu grabbed the wine jar, looked at Lin Lixia's crying eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time he saw Lin Lixia shed tears since he met Lin Lixia.

There was an indescribable panic in his heart.

"Sister, what happened? Don't cry..."

"Let me take two sips, just two sips..." Lin Lixia took the wine jar, raised her head and poured it into her mouth.

Drinks and tears mingled together.

Anger burns like fire in my heart.

In this turbulent era, where human life is as worthless as a piece of grass, money alone is not enough.

She still had to have power, someone.

If she had asked the nursing home earlier, she could have sent the nursing home to capture her second brother when he had just left home.

"Brother Zisu, does Longlin Country have any restrictions on the number of people who can protect the hospital?"

"There is no clear restriction." After Luo Zisu said this, he was silent for a moment and looked at Lin Lixia, who was in unbearable grief, and then at Lin Lidong, who was also crying with the wine jar in his arms.

I have a rough guess in mind.

He wanted to ask but didn't dare, so he simply waved to the servants in the mansion to prepare a table of food and drinks, and stayed with the two of them silently.

Lin Lixia was only three-thirds drunk before she put down the bottle of wine and said, "In other words, as long as I have money, I can hire as many nursing homes as I want?"

"That's right." Luo Zisu understood the meaning of Lin Lixia's words, which was to invite many nursing homes.

"Sister, I will write to my elder brother and my uncle right now and ask them to help us find someone."

"Okay!" Lin Lixia nodded, turned around and asked Fat Zhong who was chewing pig's trotters.

"Xiao Zhong, do you know how much the nursing home salary is?"

"Between two taels and five taels." Fatty Zhong wiped his lips and said, "The higher the martial arts, the higher the monthly salary."

Lin Lixia was silent for a moment.

The supply of her soap workshop exceeded the demand, and she equipped it with exquisitely carved soap boxes and sold them to the capital for twenty taels of silver a piece, which was definitely a huge profit.

"Brother Zisu, we only want the best nursing home, five taels of silver a month, and if you do a good job, we will get an additional ten taels of rewards at the end of the year."

"Based on our current industrial layout, it is most reasonable to hire twenty top guards first."

"Twenty?" Luo Zisu's eyes widened, and his suspicion became more and more confirmed in his heart that something happened to Lin Lichun.

Fatty Zhong wiped his hands, grabbed another hoof, and said while chewing: "Miss Lin, top guards are hard to come by, and it usually depends on the status of the master's family."

Fat Zhong poured a basin of cold water down, directly waking up Lin Lixia.

Yes!

People go to higher places and water flows to lower places. Who doesn't value their own reputation and status?

If you can serve as a guardian for a first-grade official, you don't want to serve as a guardian for a second-grade official.

Filter through the layers.

There are definitely very few top-notch guards circulating on the market.

If the mountain cannot be overcome, she will go over it.

Can't find top guard.

She found strong hunters, signed long-term contracts, and trained them to become top guards.

No matter what, she must have a nursing home to protect her family.

Seeing Lin Lixia lost in thought, Luo Zisu thought she had been hit and kicked Fat Zhong on the fat ass.

"Tell you to talk too much!"

Fatty Zhong was kicked so hard that he stood up, grabbed the pig's trotters and ran, shouting his grievances as he ran.

"Sir, everything you say is true!"

"You are a dandy and an idiot. No matter how capable the eldest son is, you will not be able to keep top guards!"

"..." Luo Zi was stunned for a moment, then chased Fat Zhong and kicked him: "Who are you talking about, Bai Ding? Who are you talking about not being able to retain top guards?"

Seeing that there was no way ahead, Pang Zhong turned a corner and ran towards Lin Lixia.

"Miss Lin, please advise the young master quickly. If he is like this, he will not dare to tell the truth in the future."

Lin Lixia calmed down.

"Brother Zisu, Xiaozhong is right. If we can't recruit top guards, we will find someone to train them into top guards."

"Training?" Luo Zi Su's eyes were full of shock: "How long will it take to train?"

"Brother Zisu, the best time to plant a tree is today. To cultivate our own nursing home, the best time is to do it now."

After thinking about it, Lin Lixia put away her sadness and asked Xiao Zhong to bring pen and ink.

"Brother, help me write two recruitment lists. I will post them at the door of the noodle shop and the bookstore."

Seeing that his sister had cheered up, Lin Lidong also put away his sadness.

According to my sister's request, I wrote two recruitment letters for nursing homes.

Lin Lixia handed one copy to Luo Zisu: "Brother Zisu, please order someone to post this copy outside the bookstore. I will take this copy back to the noodle shop."

After saying that, the brother and sister put away their sad mood and walked back with another recruitment list.

As soon as I walked to the noodle shop street, I saw a very luxurious carriage parked in front of my noodle shop.

The brother and sister looked at each other, trotted past the luxurious carriage, and were about to step into the noodle shop.

But he was stopped by two guards with knives.

Just as Lin Lixia was about to speak, the guard's knife touched her neck.

"Who are you?"