Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 370 I am just like you

  I don't know how long I was in a coma, but Zheng Anzheng in Panshan Village, Jiuquan County, Suzhou gradually woke up in a long-lost warmth. He first stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and found that the hidden dagger was still there, so he had some bottom line, and slowly opened his eyes.

"you're awake?"

  An Zheng heard someone's voice, so he quickly got up and looked around, only to see an old man with gray hair and beard writing something under the oil lamp beside the table. Seeing the scar on the old man's face, An Zheng immediately recognized his identity: this man went to the Tingshulou to find Jiang Banxian today, and he thought that the old man should be someone close to Jiang Banxian. What is he doing with himself?

  An Zheng got out of bed and put on his shoes, looking at the old man opposite vigilantly.

Uncle Qiu raised his head, the scar on his face twisted, and smiled "gently" towards An Zheng, "Old Jiang Qiu, is the entourage of Mr. Jiang, the commander of Xicheng Soldiers and Horses, and I take the liberty to invite my little brother to come here today. I hope my brother will forgive me."

  Although Uncle Qiu released his goodwill, An Zheng was still very vigilant. The experience of these few months made it difficult for him to trust anyone.

   "Are you hungry, little brother?" Uncle Qiu raised his hand and asked An Zheng to sit down, and raised his voice to order the meal.

   As soon as the door opened, An Zhengkui rushed towards the door like a civet cat, wanting to take the opportunity to escape. His movements were not slow, but the person guarding the door was already prepared, and he reached out like a chicken and carried him back into the room.

Uncle Qiu said with a smile, "You are hiding in the alley, don't you just want to see my adults? I invited you here because I was afraid that there would be too many people to talk. , if you still want to leave after your meal, we will never leave you."

After a while, someone came in with a pot of saozi noodles. The noodle soup was poured with finely chopped mutton, white diced radishes and fresh green onions. The aroma of saozi noodles floated over. It was a familiar hometown taste. An Zheng was low. Head, eyes can not help but red.

   Uncle Qiu put down his pen and asked An Zheng to wash his hands with him, then filled two bowls of noodles from the basin and ate at the same table with him. Knowing that Anzheng was cautious, Uncle Qiu casually brought a bowl and started eating after asking.

   Seeing the old man take a few bites, An Zhengcai carefully picked up his chopsticks and started eating, and quickly poured a large bowl of noodles into his stomach. Uncle Qiu said with a smile, "I have a small appetite, I still have it in the basin, you can eat more."

  An Zheng put down the bowl and shook his head.

Uncle Qiu didn't force it. After the two of them had used up the noodles and let them clean up, he said, "Little brother, I don't know, two groups of people went to the Tingshulou in the West City to look for you. , he once asked the shopkeeper about your name and household registration, saying that you are very similar to one of his old friends; the second wave is the official of Jingzhao Prefecture."

  An Zheng's pupils dilated suddenly, staring at Uncle Qiu blankly.

   Uncle Qiu continued, "Can you recognize Zhou Qiwu? He used to be the county magistrate in Jiuquan, Suzhou.

  An Zheng lowered his head slowly.

   Uncle Qiu continued, "Jingzhao Mansion did not find you, so he sent someone to invite Mr. Jiang, and Mr. Zhang, the Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, solemnly warned Mr. Jiang not to mind his own business."

  An Zheng heard the words and slowly clenched his fist on his knee.

"Little brother went to listen to the library to do things, and just now hid in the dark alley. Do you want to see my family, Mr. Jiang?" Uncle Qiu said softly, "Every move of my family has attracted much attention, and the little brother has caused Jingzhao today. The government's attention, if you dare to show up again, the Jingzhao government will capture and expel you. If the little brother can trust the old man, he will stay here for a few days. If you can't believe it, you can leave now."

   After Uncle Qiu finished speaking, the two guards stepped back to the left and right to make way for the entrance and exit. An Zheng stood up and walked out. After walking out of the room, he left the door of the small courtyard. He found that no one was stopping him, so he turned back.

Uncle Qiu put the flesh-colored fat powder and a few pieces of silver bought from Sixth Girl's Xuexia Night on the table, and warned, "If you stay here, you can eat and drink as you like. If you want to go out, you can put this Apply evenly on your face to cover up your skin tone. I still have something to do, go ahead."

   After saying that, Uncle Qiu stood up and walked out. An Zheng finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked hoarsely, "Why didn't the old man ask me why I was looking for Mr. Jiang?"

   Uncle Qiu turned around and said in the same accent, "This old man also escaped from Suzhou. I don't need to ask the old man what the little brother is doing."

   Uncle Qiu's words made An Zheng unable to bear it any longer. The seven-foot-tall man choked out, "Everyone in our village is dead... Jiuquan... all dead..."

Uncle Qiu nodded lightly, "The old man knows. But you must also know, little brother, how many officials who wanted to ask for orders for the people of Suzhou died on the way, and Master Jiang's father also died because of it. Master Jiang is indeed an honest official, but he It's just a local official in the Nineteenth Square of Xicheng, and his official position is only sixth-rank, and he can't save the people of Suzhou now."

  An Zheng didn't believe it, "Then why are you following Lord Jiang?"

"The old man is waiting for the opportunity to make a decision and then move. My adults will get married at the beginning of next month. Little brother, you will stay here for a while, and then you will decide how to go next when you see it." Uncle Qiu said, and walked out. Xiaoyuan looked up at the cold stars in the sky, and the dim eyes were full of forbearance.

   When he walked out of the alley, the person beside him whispered, "The man has returned to his room."

   Uncle Qiu nodded, "He can protect himself, don't pay attention to him anymore, business matters."

   In late February, Mrs. Yan, who had been confinement for 45 days, walked out of the house and was busy preparing for the marriage of Erye Jiang with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law. At the end of February, Jiang Pinglan also rushed back to help with the preparations.

  Although Jiang Erye is going to continue the marriage, he is married by order, and every link such as making an appointment and sending a job must follow the rules, and there is no sloppiness. Not to mention the adults in the family, even Jiang Liu, the little girl who followed the tricks, was exhausted and became a dog. She wished she could go directly to Changmingfang to bring Mrs. Yazheng back to her father.

  Changmingfang was also busy. The preparation of wedding gowns, headwear, dowry, and entertaining guests, etc., all depend on Mrs. Yazheng's decision. Wanzhao and Xixia were very distressed when they watched their master busy, but Mrs. Yazheng didn't feel tired. She was very busy during the day, and dipped on her pillow at night. .

   Finally arrived on the second day of the third month of the third month, the day to deliver the wedding bed, wardrobe and screen to Jiang's house and other large dowry days. The people from the Su clan came earlier than Madam Quanfu, who was invited by Madam Yazheng.

After   Yazheng was given the marriage of Second Master Jiang by Long Live, the people of the Su clan raised their eyebrows, and everyone said that the Su clan would have a backer in the future and would become prosperous. Unexpectedly, they came to Yazheng's side happily, but they closed the door several times. With such a big piece of fat sitting here, how could these people hold back, so they had already made up their minds that they must go to Jiang's house to deliver a dowry for Yazheng today.

   (end of this chapter)