The people in the room were all farmers, so the Zhao brothers had studied with their father. In the past, they didn't dare to speak when they saw a servant, but now they have to discuss these things, and everyone can't say anything but silence.
Zhao Xueli said for a long time: "What are you going to do, sir?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "Sir asked me to come back and tell everyone that we should continue to investigate Sui Ji. I think if we can confirm Sui Ji's identity, we have to find a way to get close to her. As for the uncle of the Qin family, I will find a way, so we don't need to worry about it."
Already."
Zhao Xueli breathed a sigh of relief, at least the Qin family didn't have to worry about it.
Fortunately, with Mr. Song here, they only need to act according to his old man's plan... Although it sounds a bit dangerous, it is better than being helpless.
Shi Jiu said in Zhao Luoyang's mind: "Uncle Qin, have you thought of a way?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "I probably have some ideas, but I have to adapt accordingly depending on the situation."
Shi Jiu continued: "If you use Mr. Song to deceive your family members, aren't you afraid that Mr. Song will find out one day?"
"What can we do?" Zhao Luoyang said, "With such a good idea, my husband will say that he didn't think of it? Just do it well and don't embarrass your husband."
Shi Jiu was silent for a moment: "Thank you for being mute for only more than ten years. If I let you accumulate more time, I'm afraid the black will become white."
Zhao Luoyang felt that Shi Jiu was ridiculing her, and she seemed to be used to it and didn't care. Anyway, no matter what Shi Jiu said, he would try his best to help her.
If Shi Jiu were a human being, he would be hard-spoken and soft-hearted, just like a little mute. The little mute couldn't speak, but would always run away in anger, but it wouldn't take long before he would secretly visit her again.
So every time the little mute disappears, she can always find the little mute in a corner not far from home. She smiles at the little mute, and the two of them get together again.
Until the little mute's relatives were about to take the little mute away, the two of them made an appointment to meet by the river at 1 o'clock the next day. She waited for a day without seeing the little mute. When she returned to the village, she heard her grandfather say that he was gone early.
Just left.
Every time Zhao Luoyang thinks about this, he feels very sorry.
I couldn't see the little mute and say goodbye to him properly, and I didn't receive any news from the little mute after that.
Zhao Xueli said: "Then tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow, daddy, please take me to the racecourse with you," Zhao Luoyang said. "I'll go help the doctor. If I see Sui Ji again, I can also help."
Zhao Xueli said: "What can you do? The racecourse is dirty and messy. If you are not careful, you may be injured by the horse."
"I'm not afraid," Zhao Luoyang said, "and I won't be hurt. I read a book called "Pictures of Bone Names" from my grandfather, which talks about how to treat animals. My husband also taught me acupuncture. I can't explain it.
It can be used."
It's true, her grandfather really had this book. She stole it out to read it, but her grandfather found out and beat her up. Thanks to her mother, who stopped her, she knew about it.
Old Mrs. Yang sighed in her heart again, look, what did her little granddaughter learn from that old beast and Mr. Song? No wonder she wants to get along with everything.
Zhao Xueli knew his daughter's temperament, and if he didn't let her go, she would definitely not agree. Instead of her sneaking around, it would be better for him to help.
Zhao Xueli nodded.
Luo Zhenniang also sighed, look, from now on, no one in this family will be able to control their daughter.
After Ding Maosheng and others left, the Zhao family gathered to rest. Zhao Luoyang had washed himself and lay down on the kang.
Mrs. Yang got on the kang and asked her granddaughter: "Is everything okay at Qin's house?"
Zhao Luoyang shook his head and said: "It's okay. Mr. Qin wants something from us, and he won't do anything to us. At most, Mr. Qin will get some looks at him, but in order to save Mr. Zhao, I don't care too much."
Shi Jiu couldn't help but fill in what Zhao Luoyang hadn't finished: "Mr. Song doesn't really care. At most, he just groaned in anger."
Old Mrs. Yang said: "You should be careful when you go to Qin's house in the future. You are not allowed to eavesdrop anymore. What will you do if someone finds out? We are not around, so we are not going to be bullied at will."
Zhao Luoyang knew that her mother was worried about her.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Don't worry, Nanny!"
"I'm just worried," Luo Zhenniang said. "Ever since you helped your fourth uncle deal with the bandits, you really dare to do anything now. It was a fluke that you were able to control the bandits that time. Do you know that you, a girl, can do this? What? I heard from your father, what kind of charming powder do you carry with you?"
"What?" Mrs. Yang was very concerned when she heard this, "Who gave it to you?"
"Who else could it be?" Luo Zhenniang sighed, "Mr. Song."
Old Mrs. Yang's eyes widened: "Why did the old man give you these? What did he ask you to do? He also asked him to eavesdrop? You can't listen to him in everything."
Zhao Luoyang heard that Mr. Song had turned into an "old man" in her pacifier. If he continued like this, he might end up like his grandfather.
Zhao Luoyang couldn't bear it and told the truth: "Sir didn't ask me to do anything. I wanted to eavesdrop. It was the powder that made him worry about me. And... the idea of pulling Qintong into a trap was actually my idea. It has nothing to do with sir."
Old Mrs. Yang stared at her little granddaughter for a long time, frowned and said: "You don't have to cover up for that old man, how can you come up with such an idea? How can I not know what my own granddaughter is like? With my eyes closed, I I won’t admit my mistake.”
Luo Zhenniang also nodded.
Old Mrs. Yang continued: "Sir is a gentleman, but you have to think about it yourself. You can't let people sell you and still respect him. In short, those eavesdropping things are not allowed to happen again."
Zhao Luoyang could only nod his head first: "Don't worry, I will do whatever daddy tells you to do tomorrow."
Zhao Xueli, who was on the ground about to rest, sighed inwardly, what should he say? Ever since his daughter could speak, she never gave him a chance to speak when she went out.
Mrs. Yang told Zhao Xueli again: "Did you hear that? Take good care of Sister Luo tomorrow."
Zhao Xueli knew that this matter could not be completed, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to agree: "My son knows." His mother was not like that herself. She said she wanted to control Sister Luo, and then she just protected her.
While several people were talking, Zhao Xueli's snoring could be heard in the back room.
Old Mrs. Yang said: "With so many people, he is the one who sleeps the deepest."
Before going to bed, Zhao Luoyang went to look at the items that could be redeemed in the wealth area in his mind, wondering which ones could be used.
…
After noon the next day, many people gathered outside the racecourse.
In a teahouse not far away, a young man was sipping tea carefully. The tea here was too good to be tasted. She brought the tea in the teapot herself.
She was confident that as long as Sun Ji tasted her tea, he would agree to do business with her, and she would be able to return to her godfather when she returned.
"I heard that 'Haotou Chi' is giving birth to a baby."
"It's been raining for half an hour, and there's still no movement inside."
"Three or four veterinarians in this city went in, but they were of no use. We still need Zheng Yi's."
"Why is everyone so concerned about the 'red-headed' cub this year?"
"Don't you know? I heard that the ones in the belly of 'Hao Touchi' were bred to foreign horses. No one has ever seen this new breed of horses bred by foreign horses."
When the young man heard this, he slightly curled his lips. Sun Ji was really good at scheming. He pushed Waifan's good horse with his good head. After this time, who wouldn't want such a good horse?
In addition, Sun Ji also wanted to gather people together, so that if she didn't like what she wanted here, Sun Ji could also find suitable people among these merchants to do the deal.
The young man slowly poured himself a drink, his expression more relaxed than anyone else in the teahouse. She came here under a pseudonym, and no one would know her identity here. She could slowly see and slowly understand the situation in the city.
, and finally went to meet Sun Ji.
Only by controlling Sun Ji's mind can the deal be negotiated smoothly.
People are constantly sending messages out.
After another hour, I heard someone say: "It's faster, it's faster this time, thanks to Zheng Yi, otherwise the red head and the foal in the belly would be gone."
"You don't know that not only Zheng Yi is great, but his apprentice is also a good man. 'Haotou Chi' went crazy with pain and bit several people. In the end, his apprentice calmed him down."
The young man knew that the apprentice was sixteen or seventeen years old, but unfortunately he did not learn many skills from Zheng Yi, otherwise she would have tried every means to invite him to serve her.
"That's still a girl."
The young man couldn't help but be startled, wondering if he had heard wrongly. Isn't Zheng Yi just a male apprentice? Where did the girl come from?