Do the best of Qingge

In Lucheng, the hall of Zhang's house.

Zhang's family advocated Yan, standing beside a coffin, looking down at his youngest son lying in it, who had already lost all life, for a long time, he yelled violently.

"The murderer couldn't be caught! What are you two doing back here? Get out of here and catch me alive. I'll tear that woman into pieces with my own hands!"

Zhang Mingsheng and Zhang Mingsheng didn't dare to say much, they bowed and withdrew, ready to use both open and secret forces to hunt them down with all their strength.

In another part of Lucheng, there was a ruined house. As soon as the caravan arrived at the door, Chu Linge tilted his head and fell off his horse.

Originally, Qiu Lie wanted to take him directly to see his young lady, but seeing that she had already passed out, she had no choice but to call a buddy to take Chu Linge to the dormitory to rest first.

The guys were all busy with work, but Qiu Lie didn't dare not listen to what Qiu Lie said, so two people rushed over, lifted Chu Linge one after the other, and walked quickly towards the servants' quarters.

When they reached the gate of the dormitory, they encountered difficulties again.

The family is not comparable to other big families in Lucheng. Except for the specially vacated guest rooms, there are no extra vacant rooms in the house, and the servants' quarters and bunks all have their own owners.

Naturally, the two assistants would not send this person of unknown origin to the guest room, and there was no suitable place in the servant's room. After much deliberation, they had no choice but to carry him into the woodshed.

He placed Chu Linge lightly on the flat ground covered with dry grass, and then retreated.

On the other end, after counting all the goods, Qiu Lie went to her own lady's study.

In the evening, generally speaking, at this time, the lady would look through the books in the study and wait for the shopkeepers to report on the operation of the shop.

When Qiu Lie entered the study, Qing Wanyun had just finished listening to the shopkeepers' reports.

After waving to let the shopkeepers go back to rest on their own, Qing Wanyun personally poured tea for Qiu Lie, handed it to him, and said with a little apology: "Uncle Qiu, thank you for your hard work. When I find a suitable candidate, I won't Let you run like this again."

Qiu Lie lovingly looked at the slim young woman in front of her, took the teacup respectfully with both hands, and sighed: "Maybe I can share some more for Miss while I still have some use for my old bones."

The decline of the family is not something that can be changed overnight.

The two had a tacit understanding and didn't mention it much. After Qiu Lie reported the caravan transportation, he mentioned to Qing Wanyun the matter of rescuing a young man himself.

Qing Wanyun knew that Qiu Lie's only son died in the bandit chaos in the early years, and now that he encountered this similar situation, he understood how he couldn't let it go.

"It's okay, Uncle Qiu can arrange these things." Qing Wanyun stretched out his hand and stroked a strand of black hair hanging from his forehead to behind his ear, and smiled gently.

The two chatted for a while, then Qiu Lie bowed and retreated.

After a peaceful night, the entire Lucheng fell into chaos due to the anger of the Zhang family.

Hundreds of guards of the Zhang family held Chu Linge's portrait and searched from house to house, causing many city residents to dare not go out and wander around.

The store in Lucheng was even more affected, customers were afraid to go out, the business was extremely cold, and the store had to be searched and exploited by Zhang's guards.

Merchants like Qingjia who don't have a strong man in charge don't dare to resist at all, cooperate with the search if they need to, and hand over the so-called protection fee as soon as possible. I just hope that the Zhang family will not use themselves to vent their anger.

It was like this for two days in a row, Qing Wanyun didn't dare to walk carelessly on the street, and after going to a few ruined shops to confess, he went back to the house early.

Reminiscent of Qiu Lie's rescue in the forest two days ago, there are many coincidences with the young master who was killed in the Zhang family, both in time and place.

Although the person Zhang's family wanted to search was a young woman, Qing Wanyun was still a little worried, and when she returned to the house, she immediately asked her personal maid, Cui'er, to find Qiu Lie.

Although Qing Wanyun has never practiced, she knows that some exercises have the effect of disguising appearance, if there is something wrong with the person Qiu Lie rescued, the whole family may be in disaster.

When Qing Wanyun and Qiu Lie Cui'er came to the firewood room, Chu Linge had just woken up from a coma.

With the 'creaking' sound of the wooden door of the firewood room, several small footsteps also came.

Chu Linge propped himself up and sat on a pile of hay, looked up, and his eyes just collided with Qingwanyun who was walking in the front.

The person who came was a young woman in a light blue long dress, she looked about 23 or [-] years old, a strand of long hair was tied behind her head with a ribbon, and the rest of the blue silk was draped softly to her delicate buttocks , the figure is gentle and moving.

On the cheeks that are as white as jade, the pink cheeks are indifferent, on the straight Qiong nose, there are a pair of narrow and long willow eyes, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, even if the eyes do not move, but the natural style is released , but it is extremely seductive.

But at this moment, those eyes that seemed to be able to speak were quietly staring at Chu Linge, as if trying to see something on the other's face.

Qiu Lie also heard about the Zhang family's massive search, and didn't want Chu Linge to be kicked out, so he hurriedly said, "Linge, hurry up and thank Miss for taking you here."

Upon hearing this, Qing Wanyun knew that Qiu Lie must protect this person, and was hesitating how to ask, when a gentle voice came.

"Thank you Miss, Mr. Qiu, you two don't have to worry, I will leave when I recover from my injury, and I will never cause you any trouble."

Hearing what the other party said this time, Qing Wanyun was a little surprised.

She originally thought that the other party would say a bunch of explanations, but unexpectedly the other party directly proposed to leave.

Looking carefully at the young face of the other party again, Qing Wanyun was sure that it was not the same as the wanted portrait he had seen before, so he was relieved.

Regardless of whether this person is the person the Zhang family is looking for, with such a completely different appearance, even if they search here, they will probably not be able to recognize him.

What's more, the Zhang family is looking for women, and the one in front of them is obviously a handsome man.

"Lucheng is not very peaceful these days, it's better not to run around, just rest here at ease, if you need something, you can find Uncle Qiu."

Qing Wanyun let go, and didn't mention any of the questions he was thinking on the way, and temporarily agreed to let this person stay, taking it as repayment for Qiu Lie's care for him for so many years.

After Chu Linge uttered his thanks again, Qingwan nodded slightly, lifted the hem of the skirt slightly, turned around and took Cui'er away from the firewood room.

Chu Linge was about to get up to thank Qiu Lie, but the other party stretched out his hand and gently pressed her back: "You don't need to be too polite, just stay here for a few days, and I will move you when the vacant room is vacated."

Feeling the care and love of this strange old man, Chu Linge also had a warm feeling in his heart.

After a brief chat, Qiu Lie withdrew.

Chu Linge's exhaustion was too heavy for several days, so she could only feed her quietly like this, waiting for the wounds in her body to heal slowly.

Qing Wanyun brought Tweety to her own courtyard, and was about to ask the other party to fetch some treasure books for her to read, but Tweety spoke first.

"Miss, that young master looks more handsome than Mr. Mei Song. It's really wise of you to keep him!"

The Mei Song that Cui'er mentioned is a handsome man recognized by Lucheng, who comes from one of the four great masters of Yan Zhai, Mei and Zhang, who has won the admiration of many women.

After hearing Cui'er's words, Qing Wanyun was taken aback for a moment, then patted the little girl's head lightly, and said with a smile: "The reason why I kept him is not because he is good-looking."

Cui'er clutched her head that didn't hurt at all, and her eyes rolled slyly: "No way, miss, your vision is too high. What kind of man do you need to be in your eyes?"

Qing Wanyun shook her head, did not continue this topic, listed a few volumes, and asked her to pick them up, while she walked slowly to a corner of the courtyard, looked at the flowers and trees, and remained silent.

On this day, when the sky was slightly bright, Chu Linge got up and left the woodshed.

Lying down in a daze for several days, not getting up to move his muscles and bones, Chu Linge felt that his body was almost rusted.

With a ghost face to help maintain his figure and appearance, there is no need to worry about his identity.

As long as you don't get in close contact with people, and only rely on your eyesight or breath sensing, even a strong man in the Nirvana state will not be able to see through Chu Linge's disguise technique.

Maybe it was Qiu Lie who specially greeted the servants. Except for delivering food and water, no one would go to the firewood room for loitering during the rest of the time.

There is only one thing that is very strange. These days, people have been quietly going to the woodshed to inject medicine, and they still throw it in through the window cracks, and leave after throwing.

Although it was just the most common healing medicine, Chu Linge still remembered this kindness in his heart. No matter who the person who administered the medicine was, he must have come here under the orders of that young lady.

Otherwise, with the temperament of the young men who are so picky, they will definitely not be so nosy.

Unable to destroy the spiritual power, and the pain in all parts of the body did not disappear, Chu Linge simply walked slowly nearby, discussing the recovery plan with the ghost face in his heart while moving around.

Thinking about something in my heart, before I knew it, I walked out of the firewood room area and came to a courtyard where servants rested.

Three or five men were sitting together, listening to a young man talking casually.

Chu Linge originally wanted to return to the firewood room, but stopped after hearing the guy's words.

The guy had a loud voice, and he spit on the ground while talking: "I think they just bully our lady, there is no one behind her, and it's fine to take advantage of the shop on weekdays, but now they even found a house, it's really annoying !"

As soon as the voice fell, a man said impatiently: "You should speak more clearly, who came to the door? Did you come for Miss?"

"I don't know who that person is. Anyway, he came early in the morning and said he wanted to mortgage the Lingbao. While talking, he lost his temper. Now he is making trouble in the hall, clamoring for the young lady to come forward to pay for it in person. Sorry!"

The men were still talking, but Chu Linge stopped listening.

In the past few days of recuperating from the injury, she knew that the Qing family was in the business of appraising treasures and had two old court officials. If there was a pawned spiritual object in the store that she was not sure about, she would ask the old court officials to have a look.

Because Zhang's family disturbed the whole Lucheng, the business couldn't be done, so the two old court officials asked for leave and went home to rest.

Presumably, someone heard about this and deliberately went to the Qing family's house to make trouble. The Qing family is in business, and it is not easy to drive people out directly, so the matter froze.

Chu Linge reported her kindness, and she couldn't go back to the firewood room to rest at ease after such a thing happened. After asking about the location of the hall, she walked towards it in a leisurely manner.

Go over and see if you can help, and then decide according to the specific situation.

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