Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

Jia Jing, who was worried about Liu Shilang and others, was indeed busy and dizzy.

Yang Xun, Duke of Qing State, opened the curtain of the military camp in the rain and rushed in. He saw Jia Jing and a dozen little Taoist priests planning to plate beads. He didn't even bother to meditate, so he quickly smiled to please him.

"Old Jia! Thank you for your hard work! Thank you for your hard work! When you finish settling these bad debts, I will treat you to a drink at the most expensive restaurant!"

He thought he had both civil and military skills, and he thought it would be a piece of cake to come to Jiangnan to handle military affairs.

He didn't want to wait until he could truly see how bad Jiangnan's military and political system was. He just wanted to go back to Beijing and pretend he had never been there!

In a large camp with tens of thousands of people, there are actually less than 10,000 old, weak, sick and disabled people, and all the weapons, money and food have been stolen and sold!

These days, the edge of his killing knife has become blunt. If Jia Jing hadn't followed him, he would really be able to numb his claws.

Although it won't be a complete defeat, there will always be trivial matters that slow down the progress.

If there is a sudden war, he can only lead others to burp together.

Jia Jing was so busy that he didn't even raise his head, and the arithmetic beads made a loud noise. After finally finishing all the calculations, I finally had time to put my two hands together and massage each other.

After all, he was not an accountant by background, and before that he was just looking at other people's calculations. If Qing Guo Gong hadn't killed too many accountants, he wouldn't have been dragged here by Qing Guo Gong asking again and again and begging.

Hearing Qing Guo Gong come in and say this, Jia Jing didn't say anything, but the little Taoist priest next to him who was taking notes had time to look up and give him a resentful look.

"How many times have you said it? But the wine was nowhere to be seen, but a bunch of account books were shipped."

Yang Xun's face was full of embarrassment at the little Taoist priest's words, but he was thick-skinned and soon started to smile flatteringly.

"Isn't there really no one available to me? I hired two new people before, and I almost burned the account book I finally found after just reading one! Even if I hired new people from afar, who would dare to believe them? Still Well, I’m smart…”

As Yang Xiu spoke, he quickly walked up behind Jia Jing and patted his shoulders to please him. He knew that defeating Jia Jing would mean defeating this group of Taoist priests.

"Don't worry! If you help me this time, I will find all the materials you need to make alchemy next time!"

Jia Jing quickly avoided it.

Although he was used to being served by others, he didn't like having such a tall, muscular man standing behind him.

"You're welcome, Mr. Qing Guo. Since I agreed, I will see things through to the end."

After Jia Jing came back, he only stayed in Ningguo Mansion in Jinling for one night before he was dragged here by Duke Qing.

But this is also his own wish, otherwise with his temper, he would just meditate with his eyes closed when he comes.

Although he went south this time, he came back because Jia Mu's overhaul disrupted his Qing Dynasty. But the moment he left the capital, he suddenly felt like he had broken free from some kind of shackles.

He has been cultivating immortality for nearly ten years. I was pretending at first, but now I really have some insights.

That night when he stayed in Ning Mansion, he seemed to have entered a strange dream.

I saw a young nun living alone in a remote mountain and forest.

When you see a temple, you must enter it; when you see a Buddha, you must worship.

When I saw the snacks that the mountain people had been offering for several days, they grabbed them and ate them regardless of whether they were soaked by the rain.

When he sees a pedestrian passing by, he immediately runs away like a mouse.

He was like a ghost, following the little nun, watching her kneel down devoutly and muttering words.

It was late at night, so I grabbed my thin clothes and huddled next to the Buddha statue to sleep. I woke up from the cold and cried.

The little nun looked very familiar to him, but he didn't know where he had seen her before. It wasn't until he was half asleep that he vaguely remembered that she looked similar to him and his wife Zhang.

He couldn't help but think of his daughter Xichun, who was abandoned when she was still in her infancy, and then he opened his eyes and was in a daze from night to dawn.

Duke Qing came to him at the right time. He had something to do here, so he didn't have to recall the crying face in his dream again and again.

"Oops! Oops! What a delay in your purification. And these little masters, if you are willing to return to secular life, I will definitely find you a wife~"

The Duke of Qing was so shameless that when he saw that the little Taoist priest's ink was dry, he quickly howled outside.

"Why don't you come in outside? Masters are all hungry!"

Following his shout, several soldiers carrying food boxes came in immediately, opened the locked food boxes, and hurried out.

"You eat, you eat! Take a rest and have a rest. Although this is not the banquet in the most expensive restaurant, it is still the best food. You can eat and drink until you are full. I am not in a hurry anyway."

Yang Xun smiled and backed up as he spoke. Before going out, he smiled ingratiatingly, then turned around and ran away in the rain.

"..."

"...Sir, it seems that the Duke has sent two boxes of new account books..."

The little Taoist priest standing at the door looked at the two newly added large boxes in confusion, comparing them back and forth with the previous ones. The surface of the new box was wet with rain, reflecting his blurry face like a mirror.

Jia Jing was silent for a long time.

"……eat first."

"eat first!"

When Feng saw the mandarin duck coming, his face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

She also didn't expect that the mandarin duck actually came after she just said it casually.

Seeing Yinglian happily holding Yuanyang's arm and jumping into the house, she quickly turned her back to wipe her tears.

Fortunately, the mandarin ducks are here!

These days, Yinglian doesn't know what she has been dreaming about, and her spirit has been in a trance. It took only three or four days for him to lose weight.

Feng had no choice but to seek medical treatment in an emergency. But when he knew that Yuanyang was busy with big things recently and couldn't get out, he already gave up hope.

Fortunately, the mandarin duck is here!

Yinglian suddenly woke up after hearing Yuanyang's name.

"It's time to eat first."

Yuanyang looked at Yinglian's current appearance, held Yinglian's hand distressedly, and sat down at the dining table.

"Why are you so thin all of a sudden? Is it because the food doesn't suit your appetite?"

"No."

Yinglian shook her head and looked at Yuanyang and giggled.

A few days ago, she had been feeling groggy. It wasn't until she saw the mandarin duck that she suddenly smelled the delicious food.

"Did this hit something?"

After hearing Mrs. Feng explain Yinglian's condition, they didn't understand what was going on.

However, this kind of illness really doesn't look like a disease, it's more like the way Ma Dao Po made the kid bully Sister Feng and Bao Yu.

Sister Feng Baoyu also had little food and water in those days. She fell into a coma for many days and almost lost her human appearance.

"I looked it up with our sister-in-law here, but she couldn't explain it clearly."

When Mrs. Feng said this, she burst into tears. She thought her daughter could not be cured, and almost committed suicide.

However, the Xue family just happened to come to visit, and I don’t know if they will write to the Xue family in the capital to talk nonsense.

"Oh? Who did you invite?"

Yuanyang still remembers that Gusu Miaoyu’s master is quite powerful, but I don’t know if they have gone to the capital or elsewhere now?

"I invited three or five, the Buddha also prayed, and the gods also invited..."

Mr. Feng talked about it one by one, and finally said with a smile:

"It's really better for you to come! When you spoke at the door, Yinglian's eyes lit up when she heard your voice."

Mrs. Feng shed tears as she spoke. Looking at her daughter's confused eyes, she suddenly felt that Yuanyang was really the lucky star of her family.