early morning.

Jia Yun looked down at Xi Ren and Mei Ren, who were sleeping soundly, and wanted to pull out her arms.

With a slight movement, the two woke up.

"Master, are you awake?" Xiren narrowed his eyes and whispered.

Jia Yun nodded and said, "You guys should sleep a little longer. I was very tired last night."

"Haha, how can there be any reason for us to go back to sleep when the master is up?" Meiren said with a smile.

With that said, the two of them rustled up and put on their clothes, then turned back to serve Jia Yun.

Xiren adjusted Jia Yun's collar and asked with a smile: "I don't understand, Xiang'er and the others are so good, and their color is outstanding. Why didn't the master want them last night?"

Jia Yun smiled and said: "I wasn't in a very happy mood yesterday. Besides, since Baochai came here, I haven't been able to spend time with you properly, so I came to your place."

In fact, after taking a good nap, Jia Yun also figured out that he was in over his head yesterday.

In fact, there was no need for him to delve into Xu Renzhi's intentions for him, because the initiative was always in his own hands.

If Xu Renzhi really fulfills his conditions, Jia Yun will fulfill her promise as promised.

After all, not only could he be an official, but he could also help the Xue family solve hidden dangers. In exchange, he only had to postpone taking the examination for a year, so he made money no matter what.

But more importantly, Jia Yun no longer took the agreement he made with Xu Renzhi to heart yesterday.

Because it may not be too difficult to become an official, but it is difficult no matter how you think about it, to get the emperor to agree to be the backer of the Xue family.

"But what if Xu Renzhi really accomplished both the things he said?" Jia Yun thought to herself.

It's not impossible. A governor of Zhili Province has been an official for so many years, and his methods are beyond what ordinary people can fathom.

Thinking of this, Jia Yun secretly said: "If it really happens, it means that Xu Renzhi really values ​​me and prevents me from taking the examination for his own good."

"No matter what he did was right or not, but his starting point was good, then I will sincerely respect him as a teacher from now on."

Xiang'er, Jing'er, and Xiangling filed in to help Jia Yun wash and comb her hair.

At this time, Xue Baochai came over with a group of maids, looked around, and said with a smile: "The decoration in Sister Charming's room is quite cozy!"

Xiren and Meiren stepped forward to salute, Meiren smiled slightly and said: "I arranged it randomly when I had nothing to do, which made Sister Bao laugh."

The three of them chatted and joked for a while. After Jia Yun combed her hair, Xue Baochai stepped forward and patted his arm, pursing her lips and saying:

"Do you know that Xiang'er and Jing'er came to my place and cried last night?"

"Oh? Why are you crying?" Jia Yun was startled when she heard this, turned to look at Xiang'er and Jing'er, and asked, "Tell me what happened?"

Xiang'er and Jing'er shook their heads with shy expressions on their faces. Xue Baochai smiled and said, "It's not you yet. They waited eagerly in your room until midnight and didn't see you coming. They thought you disliked them."

Jia Yun laughed loudly, stepped forward and hugged Xiang'er and Jing'er, and said, "It's okay, it's not too late for me to love you, so how can I dislike you? Don't think too much in the future!"

Xiang'er and Jing'er's bodies were indescribably soft. When everyone looked at them, they covered their faces in shame and threw themselves into Jia Yun's arms, not daring to raise their heads.

Xue Baochai was smiling. Although Jia Yun slept in Meiren's room last night, she was not unhappy. Instead, she felt much more at ease.

Because judging from his actions last night, Jia Yun is not someone who loves the new and hates the old. On the contrary, she is rather nostalgic.

Xue Baochai was afraid that Jia Yun would fall in love with one of them and then abandon the others.

If this is the case, he may not even want himself as his first wife in the future, which is heartbreaking.

The family was chatting and laughing, and Jia Yun and Xue Baochai went to Bu's room to say hello first.

In the past, there were only a few people in the family and no rules were established. But things are different now. Jia Yun has become the master of raising people, and the proper decency should not be neglected.

Mrs. Bu would either stay in the house all day long and do more needlework, or go to the vegetable garden next door to plant vegetables. Jia Yun was afraid that she would get bored, but she actually enjoyed it.

After eating, Jia Yun went to the study, opened the two boxes sent by Ni Er, took out the evidence recorded inside and read them.

Jia Yun looked at the information in the two boxes for more than an hour.

After reading it, he also had a general understanding of how the general managers, stewards and shopkeepers of the Xue Family Business Road made false accounts and transferred property, as well as the approximate amount of property in their homes now.

Because the time was too short, the evidence obtained by Ni Er and his people during the investigation was only superficial. I believe that as the investigation deepens, they will find more useful things for Jia Yun.

At the same time, Ni Er's ability was also recognized by Jia Yun.

In the future, if he wants, he can develop him into his subordinate.

After all, people like Ni Er, although they are scoundrels, have a bottom line in doing things. They need to know the bottom line without losing their chivalrous spirit. If they are used well, they can help Jia Yun do a lot of things.

As for Liu Xianglian, he was a swinger, otherwise he wouldn't have lost his home and been wandering around.

So Jia Yun never thought of taking him as her subordinate, but sometimes it would be okay to borrow him.

After collecting all the evidence, Jia Yun was about to check on the training of the guards, when Xiren walked in casually and said that Miss Ping'er was here and was waiting for him in the garden.

Jia Yun was a little surprised. She had to know that he had a falling out with the Jia family just the day before yesterday. Logically speaking, whether it was Wang Xifeng or Ping'er, even if they wanted to come over, they would endure it for a while. Unexpectedly, Ping'er came over the next day.

Now that you are here, there is no reason for you to miss me.

In the garden attic, Jia Yun hugged the plump Ping'er and asked curiously: "Did you come here secretly yourself, or was it sent by the second aunt?"

Ping'er lay in his arms, reaching down with his hand, biting his lip and raising his head, his eyes were watery, and he smiled and said:

"Grandma sent her slave here. She had another quarrel with Mr. Lian today. She was so angry that she burped. Her old illness seemed to be showing signs of recurrence. Last time you told her that you still had old ginseng here, she let her

Come here, slave, and take some away."

Jia Yun took a deep breath, tightened Ping'er's waist, nodded and said:

"I have plenty of old ginseng. I'll get some for you to take back later. But you have to tell Auntie Second that you won't get it from me, but from outside. Do you understand?"

Ping'er rolled his eyes and said: "How dare we reveal the origin of the old ginseng? You can cut it into slices before I take it away later. I just said that I bought emergency supplies at the pharmacy outside."

After a pause, she smiled and said: "Such a thing happened the day before yesterday, I guess Second Master Lian is embarrassed to come to you again and ask for old ginseng, right?"

Jia Yun smiled, picked up Ping'er, put her on her legs, sat down and talked, and helped her shake her head.

He mused: "Second aunt's illness has never been cured, and it's not an option to keep delaying it like this!"

In the final analysis, Wang Xifeng's redness syndrome is due to her excessive desire for power. As a workaholic who is passionate about power, it is not uncommon for her to suffer from chronic illness.

In addition, Jia Lian always liked to mess around with women, and Wang Xifeng couldn't tolerate the slightest in his eyes. He had no sense of security in his heart, so he became worried and depressed. Over time, the root of the disease took hold.

This disease can be cured with Jia Yun's current medical skills, but he can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. He can cure it once or twice, but it cannot last long.

In the final analysis, it is up to Wang Xifeng to think about it herself and understand the trade-offs before the medicine can truly cure the disease.

Ping'er's whole body went limp after being cleaned up by Jia Yun.

She put her hands on Jia Yun's shoulders, stretched her neck, rubbed her face against Jia Yun's, and gasped: "Grandma promised me that I can follow you in the future..."

Feeling that Jia Yun's hand was stronger, Ping'er suddenly laughed and said: "But I can't give it to you today. I'm still in a hurry to go back. Let's spend a while together to relieve our lovesickness!"

Jia Yun nodded slightly and asked curiously: "How did you get her to agree?"

"There is nothing I can do about it, my slave. The main reason is that you have become a master, and she is also fascinated by you!" Ping'er said with a smile.

After a while, Ping'er let out a long sigh, jumped out of Jia Yun's arms, took a few deep breaths, and said with a bright red face: "In the end, it made slaves uncomfortable. Go and get Lao Shen, slaves are leaving!"

Jia Yun pulled the towel on the table next to her, wiped her hands, stood up and said, "Then wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

Although the old ginseng was in the space, Jia Yun still went back and cut the old ginseng into slices. Because he would use it soon, he didn't find a wooden box to put it in, but just wrapped it in kraft paper.

After sending Ping'er away, Jia Yun felt a fire in her stomach that couldn't be calmed down, so she took Xi Ren and went up to the attic again. It wasn't until lunchtime that she came out feeling refreshed.

Sister Feng’s courtyard.

Wang Xifeng was lying on the bed with a sallow face, a towel covering her forehead, looking weak.

Hearing the footsteps, Wang Xifeng squinted her eyes and saw that in addition to a packet of medicine in Ping'er's hand, she also held two watermelons and a large packet of red dates in her other hand.

Wang Xifeng stuck out her tongue, licked her dry lips, and said, "I asked you to get old ginseng, why did you come back with so many things?"

"Your nephew was worried that you asked him to bring it. He saw that these big red dates have the effects of nourishing the spleen and stomach, replenishing qi and blood, calming the mind, regulating the body and mind, and having medicinal properties." Ping'er replied with a smile.

Wang Xifeng smiled lightly and said, "He is sincere, and his love for him is not in vain."

Ping'er stepped forward and whispered: "I also brought two big cold melons, one of which is for Miss Lin."

"I know this. When I went out the day before yesterday, I saw that girl Zijuan holding something in her hand. It should be for brother Yun." Wang Xifeng said.

Ping'er smiled and said: "Okay, since you know, I won't explain anymore. I'll just send it to them."

"Go ahead, take out the old ginseng and fry it with the medicine we bought. It won't be a problem for me to lie down all day." Wang Xifeng nodded.

Ping'er pondered for a moment and said: "Grandma, you are too strong. If you keep doing this, your illness will become worse as you get older. I am afraid that you will live longer."

Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at her and said angrily: "Don't worry, I will definitely live longer than you!"

Ping'er pursed his lips, said no more, turned around and walked out with the old ginseng in one hand and the watermelon in the other.

In Lin Daiyu's courtyard.

Lin Daiyu saw Zijuan coming in with a big watermelon in her arms and said curiously:

"When we were having dinner last night, my grandma was still talking about the drought on the farm. I'm afraid there won't be enough cold melons to eat this year, so I can only eat them when the weather is too hot. Where did you come from?"

Zi Juan stepped forward with a smile and whispered: "Miss Ping'er sent it."

Lin Daiyu's eyes flashed, she nodded slightly, pursed her lips, and said softly: "She is so courageous, and she is not afraid of others seeing her?"
To be continued...