Butler Wang drove a carriage to the door of Jiang's house and looked up at the tall courtyard wall and the pointed tiles on it.
He didn't know that the "living king of hell" rumored on the street was actually someone he knew. Shaking his head, it seemed that the rumors were not credible.
"KouKou——"
Jiang Nian opened the door and invited Butler Wang into the courtyard.
"Steward Wang, is Mr. Wang feeling well?" Jiang Yue poured him a bowl of mint cold water.
Speaking of which, Jiang Yue and Jiang Nian lived a rough life. They drank water from bowls or poured it directly from cans. They never thought of buying special cups.
Butler Wang cupped his hands and thanked her, "Thank you Madam Jiang for the magic medicine. I'm fine now."
What he sent was not only ten masterpieces, but also a stone of polished rice.
At this time, it is indeed generous to be willing to give away polished rice. Jiang Yue was not polite and accepted it readily. She just saved people on purpose.
When Butler Wang saw that the Jiang family didn't show any surprise when faced with polished rice, he knew that they were probably not short of food.
Although he has lost a lot of weight due to the disaster, he is still physically weak. It didn't take him even half a quarter of an hour to get here from Wang's house. He was still sweating profusely due to the heat, not to mention he was still wearing a robe.
There happened to be a bowl of water at hand, so he didn't mind it and drank from it.
"Hmm! Good tea!" The moment he entered the cup, he felt refreshed and even the sweat went away.
"Ms. Jiang, what kind of tea is this?" He had been a housekeeper in the Wang family for 10 years. He had tasted green tea, scented tea, good tea and expensive tea, but he had never drunk this kind of tea.
Jiang Yue pointed to the circle of lush grass surrounding the yard.
"It's different from ordinary tea. It's called mint, and it's also called benzoin. You can pick it off and soak it in water to drink it. It's cool and quenches your thirst. You can also apply the juice to the exposed skin of your body. It has a good effect of repelling mosquitoes and relieving itching. It's also commonly used by doctors. It is used as medicine to clear the mind and improve eyesight.”
Jiang Yue: I accidentally showed off the medical knowledge I just memorized, show off~
As soon as Butler Wang heard the name of benzoin, he knew that he could concentrate and rest. He drank the water in one breath and felt full of energy.
Jiang Yue saw him staring straight at Mint but not speaking, which was a bit funny.
He said, "It's easy to be restless in the summer, and the mosquito nuisance also affects rest. I don't have much to give as a gift, but these mints grow very well, so I will send a few plants to your mansion to wish Mr. Wang good health."
Butler Wang smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, "Thank you Madam Jiang for your kindness, I will definitely help you bring it to the master."
After he returned, these mint plants were loved by many doctors. They would sneak in and grab a few pieces every day. When the doctor wanted to drink a bowl of mint tea to calm down, he couldn't find a few good leaves. The housekeeper was so angry. He swore a few bad words. This is a story for later.
At that moment, Jiang Yue pulled out several strong mint plants with Jiang Nian's dissatisfied eyes, and was worried that the mint would not adapt to the climate of the Wang family.
Before leaving, she didn't expect that Butler Wang would actually fall in love with her nail tiles, which made her dumbfounded.
"I think these nail tiles are really effective. They prevent thieves from climbing up the wall even if they can find a ladder."
Jiang Yue nodded, "I ordered this from a brick kiln in the outer city. Their craftsmanship is really good and they already have experience. Butler Wang just goes to him to do it."
For the Wang family, the materials they need are naturally trivial and can be obtained at any cost.
Even if he saw it today and learned to do it himself when he went back, Jiang Yue wouldn't take it to heart. Anyway, there was no conflict between the two families. But it was good that he could ask first, which showed that he was a gentleman and magnanimous.
After seeing off Butler Wang, she couldn't wait to accept those "high-end goods".
A total of five paintings and five calligraphy works were sent.
The paintings include tigers, deers, bears, apes and birds, the origin of the so-called "Five Animals Show". The animals' expressions are painted so vividly that they seem to be alive on the paper. Even a layman like her could tell that her skills were profound.
The calligraphy work is the legacy of a famous master from the previous dynasty, and somehow it fell into the hands of Mr. Wang. It seems that the saying that the Wang family is worth half the city is not true.
Jiang Yue collected the ten works one by one. In fact, she just collected them. It felt a little distressing. They should be left to future generations to appreciate the masterpieces of famous teachers. It's a pity that she has to save her life. Decisively accepted it.
After drinking a lot of blood, there are 374 hours left, 15 days! ! !
That's enough. If something unexpected happens, we can take Jiang Nian to hide temporarily.
She walked out of the main room and leaned under the eaves. She watched Jiang Nian half-bent down, carefully picking out the mint leaves. After picking up two pieces, he wiped them and put them in his mouth to chew. He narrowed his eyes slightly, probably quite satisfied.
She thought to herself, this thing said it would make cold breath come out of the throat. Is it like drinking Sprite?
Jiang Nian suddenly looked back at the next door and stared there for a long time.
"What's wrong?"
"Someone."
Jiang Yue frowned.
Human or ghost?
The house next door has become a famous haunted house. Ten people died inside, and no one dared to come there in broad daylight. The family next door to the Wang family also wants to invite Taoist priests to their home to perform rituals on the house...
Jiang Nian listened for a while and then came over, chewing mint in his mouth, his expression unchanged, "There should be refugees next door, occupying the Wang family's house."
Jiang Yue said, "It's not surprising. Ordinary people are eager to walk around the Wang family. How could anyone have any thoughts about this house? These refugees themselves don't know how many crimes they have committed, so why should they be afraid of ghosts? What to say?"
Although she considers herself not a very kind person, she can't see how she can still live a comfortable life after harming others.
In the afternoon of that day, he went to the Yamen to report the case.
A few days ago, refugees came into the city and committed crimes. They killed not only ordinary people, but also several government officials. It can be said that the Yamen hated the refugees deeply, and immediately sealed the Wang family's house. Six or seven refugees were pulled out of it.
When the refugees crossed the street, everyone yelled at them to beat them. If there were no rotten eggs, they would find stones and throw them at them. If the yamen servant hadn't told me to leave it for adults to review, I probably wouldn't have been able to get to the yamen.
Jiang Yue watched silently, but thinking in her heart, the refugees themselves didn't know how many accomplices there were, how could the Yamen know how many refugees were hidden in the city but had not been discovered?
She actually had some vague thoughts in her mind.
How do these refugees outside the city know that no one will go to the Wang family to check?
That night, the refugees also knew the distribution of residential areas very accurately, and their movements were precise and neat.
It is said that the refugees dug holes and got in at a blind spot where the city gate guards patrolled. This is too familiar with the layout of the city and the distribution of guards.
She wouldn't believe it if there was no mole in the city.
On the second day after the refugees on the right were taken away, there was movement in the house on the left that had been vacant.
But this time it was not another wave of refugees causing trouble, but the owner of the house who finally moved in.
