"This... this is not that..." Haitang was so surprised that she stuttered when she spoke, and her hands grabbed Lu Ling's sleeves uncontrollably.
Lu Ling was also a little surprised and looked at the man with wide eyes.
It turned out that he was Jing Yu who shot the tiger with a bow and saved Lu Ling and Haitang that night!
But I saw him carrying the young man forward and then throwing the young man to the ground like a ball.
The young man wailed in pain and climbed up with his hands on the ground to continue running away.
The guys wouldn't let him escape again, so they pounced on him and tied his hands behind his back.
"Miss, what should I do?"
Lu Ling bowed to Jing Yu first, and then looked at the young man.
He was still struggling, with an unconvinced look on his face. Lu Ling felt that he was still angry, so he raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Send him to the magistrate and give him a meal to let him understand that I, Lu Ling, am not It’s easy to offend, but I also want everyone to know that my Lu family is not empty, my father is dead, and I, Lu Ling, am still supporting me!"
After saying that, he glanced coldly at the group of spectators.
Now, everyone knows that although Mr. Lu is no longer the head of the Lu family, there is still Lu Ling who does not allow anyone to come and act wild!
Jing Yu saw Lu Ling's pale face filled with majesty that could not be underestimated, and for no apparent reason, a trace of admiration flashed from the bottom of his heart.
It turns out that the delicate woman injured by the tiger that night was not a weakling who could be bullied at will!
Lu Ling watched the young man being pushed towards the county government office by the guys. Only then did she come back to her senses. She saluted Jing Yu again, and the anger on her face disappeared.
"Haitang, what are you doing standing still? Go make some tea for Mr. Jing!"
When Haitang heard Lu Ling calling her name, she turned around and ran to the shop in embarrassment.
Shopkeeper Xu also hurried to clean up the tea room.
Today, Jing Yu did not carry a quiver on his back or a bow on his shoulder, but wore simple gray-blue casual clothes, which made his broad chest and tall figure even more accentuated.
The person Jing Yu called his master that night flashed through Lu Ling's mind.
Jing Yu is already a head taller than him, and his master is half a head taller than Jing Yu...
Alas, I really don’t know what these men eat to grow so tall.
When Jingyu saw that Haitang had indeed gone in to make tea, he smiled and said, "Madam, you don't have to be polite. I'm just here to buy something."
Lu Ling smiled and said, "Mr. Jing, I didn't expect that we would meet again. I haven't repaid Mr. Ye for his life-saving kindness yet!"
While talking, the two of them arrived at the tea room.
Lu Ling pulled out a chair for him and listened to what he said: "That night was just a simple task. Besides, I was only following the orders of my master."
"I'm afraid I won't have the chance to repay your master's life-saving grace in person in this life," Lu Ling said, "So, I can only transfer this kindness to Mr. Jing."
"I don't dare to accept my master's favor!"
Lu Ling smiled faintly and turned around to see Haitang coming in with tea.
After making tea, she stood next to Lu Ling.
Jing Yu raised his head and glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and said doubtfully: "Madam, what about you..." He wanted to say that Song Wenzhou was not a thing, but then he thought about it, he was her husband after all, and it was not good to curse people in person, so he said: " Is your husband from here?"
Lu Ling knew that he was curious about what happened between Song Wenzhou and himself.
After all, everyone saw that Song Wenzhou abandoned her and Haitang and ran away alone that night.
Lu Ling smiled faintly: "To be fair to Mr. Jing, I am a local and my husband's family is in Weicheng. Now that there is something going on at home, he went back first."
Jing Yu said oh meaningfully and thought to himself: Sure enough, his wife has returned to her parents' home. Also, this lady turned out to be married to Weicheng. What a coincidence. His master will also go to Weicheng soon.
The two were silent for a moment. Lu Ling suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He raised his tea cup and took a sip of tea. He blinked and asked, "Just now, Mr. Jing said, are you here to buy something?"
Jing Yu immediately grinned and said, "Madam, do you know what I'm here to buy?"
Lu Ling looked him over and said, "You can't be here to buy ink, right?"
He looks very strong, with broad and thick hands, thick eyebrows and big eyes. At first glance, he is not a scholar, but a martial arts practitioner.
Jing Yu tilted his head and smiled strangely, saying, "No, I'm just here to buy ink."
Lu Ling: "Huh?"
Jing Yu tilted his head and glanced at the shop outside the tea room, then turned around and said, "To be honest with you, Madam, my master will return to Beijing tomorrow. The master at home loves the things for the study room, so he ordered me to come down and buy them. Now I have pens and paper. All the inkstones are ready, but what is missing is a piece of good ink.
"I traveled all over Weizhou, but I couldn't find anything that satisfied the master. Today I suddenly heard that Wenxin Ink Studio was recycling ink sticks at a high price, and some people came to exchange ink sticks. When the master saw the exchanged ink sticks, he asked I'll come to your place to take a look.
"I really didn't expect that the owner of Wenxin Mo Studio is actually Madam."
The more Jing Yu thought about it, the more he thought it was a coincidence, and a strange expression appeared on his face.
Lu Ling also felt that it was a coincidence, and it was his benefactor who came to find Hao Mo. Isn't this a good time for him to repay his kindness?
So she turned to Haitang and said, "Haitang, go back to the house. There are two pieces of good ink in the cabinet in my room. Go and get them for me."
Seeing Haitang go away with a smile, Jing Yu asked doubtfully: "Madam, don't you have a lot of ink sticks in your shop? Why do you have to run back to get them?"
Lu Ling smiled and said, "Mr. Jing, you don't know something. The two pieces of ink I treasure were made by my father when he was still alive. They are of the highest quality. Since my benefactor wants them, I am naturally willing to give them the best ones. "
Jing Yu reached out and scratched the back of his head, showing a shy smile that was inconsistent with his strong figure, and murmured: "Since it is your father's relic, how can I take it away?"
"People should make the best use of their talents, and things should be put to their best use. If things are not used, it would be a waste to keep them at home."
"Oh, what Madam said makes sense..." Jing Yu smiled, not knowing how to refuse.
Lu Ling recalled what he had just said and asked tentatively: "Just now I heard you said that you are going to the capital tomorrow?"
Jing Yu nodded: "Exactly, my master is from the capital."
Lu Ling couldn't help but lower his eyes and made a small calculation in his mind.
Jing Yu glanced at Lu Ling and saw her as calm as a virgin when she was thinking, and sighed in her heart: "Oh, this lady is so beautiful, but she doesn't know that her husband wants to kill her. It's really pitiful and pity. !”
Lu Ling raised his eyelashes and looked at Jing Yu, asking: "Mr. Jing, since you are from the capital, have you heard that there is a famous doctor in the capital?"
Jing Yu didn't even think about it and answered: "There are many famous doctors in the capital. I wonder which one the madam is asking about?"
"A very famous doctor..." Lu Ling squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, "It is said that this famous doctor cured the ninth princess's intestinal carbuncle."
When Jing Yu heard this, his thick eyebrows knitted together and said, "There is such a famous doctor, but..."
Lu Ling stared into his eyes eagerly, wanting to hear what was going to happen next.
Unexpectedly, Jing Yu changed the subject: "Madam, is she sick?"
Lu Ling didn't hear the content behind "but" and felt quite uncomfortable.
"It's not me who is sick, it's my mother who is sick. I want to go to Beijing to help her find a doctor with good medical skills."
But Jing Yu shook his head with a strange expression and murmured: "Then the doctor can't be invited!"
