When Han Jiang thought that it must be the main master and his entourage who were burned to death, Han Tuozhou regarded himself as the burned person. Knowing this news made Han Jiang feel relieved.
Han Jiang couldn't help but wonder, what is the greatest value of a dead guy?
When Ying heard this exhalation, she felt like she was sighing.
Han Jiang said he wanted to sleep, so Cai put a copper pot next to the charcoal fire into a cloth bag and placed it in a quilt.
Tonight is different from last night. Tonight Cai prepared pajamas for Han Jiang, which were made of cotton cloth and had been heated in a cabinet specially made by the charcoal fire. The quilt of the shadow was in the outer room this time, and the quilt of the color was on the couch of Han Jiang's bed.
Seeing that the mattress seemed not too thick, Han Jiang asked casually: "Isn't it cold at the footbed?"
As soon as Han Jiang asked, Cai put away the bedding, and then quickly placed the bedding at the foot of the bed again. The bed was big enough that it could lay the bedding horizontally.
Han Jiangxin said that it seemed that it was not right to talk too much just now. Now Cai has moved from her couch to the bed, and Han Jiang secretly warned herself not to talk too much, these two people are here to monitor her.
Now, since regret is useless, I can only let it go.
The lights are out.
Han Jiang stared at the tent with his eyes wide open, thinking about how to face Han Tuozhou's question tomorrow.
Will definitely ask.
What I have to ask this time is the issue of identity.
The next morning, Han Jiang woke up very early and it was not yet dawn.
Perhaps it was because he slept too early, or perhaps he was worried, Han Jiang himself didn't know it, but he just couldn't sleep.
Han Jiang stood up lightly, put on soft-soled deerskin boots, and still put on the cotton clothes she wore when she was sleeping. She pushed open the door and walked outside the house. The wind was very cold outside the house and the snow was gone.
Han Jiang knew that this place was called Lin'an, so it would be Hangzhou in later generations. There would be snow here, and once the snow stopped, it would not be able to survive.
When the cold wind blew, Han Jiang felt much more refreshed.
Standing on the wooden floor on the front porch outside the house, Han Jiang took a few deep breaths and slowly raised her hand to make a few warm-up moves. After feeling her body was slightly hot, she saw that no one was around, clenched her fists, and was on the front porch that she had truly learned in her previous life.
Speaking of this set of boxing, it is ridiculous that it was not learned in China in my previous life, but in Chinatown that I went out to communicate.
The purpose of this set of boxing is: simple and direct.
As the body became hot, Han Jiang's attacks faster and more smoothly.
Jeet Kune Do, boxing technique aimed at knocking down enemies.
After sweating profusely, Han Jiang stopped and then looked around. There was still no one, but there were a few birds singing.
When I pushed the door and went back to the house, I saw that the bed had been packed, and Ying stood at the door with a piece of dry cloth towel.
Han Jiang was a little embarrassed, but Ying looked as usual.
Wipe off the sweat from his body, put on dry clothes, and there was already hot water to drink. After Han Jiang sat there for a while, Cai had already sent a porridge cake to his maid.
After drinking porridge, Han Jiang continued to practice calligraphy.
He has not memorized many ancient poems, but he still remembers some of the ancient poems and essays that are essential in high school, but today he still copied the copybooks.
At noon, four dishes and one soup, and the food was very delicate. There was wine, but Han Jiang didn't drink it. It was still the same as yesterday. All the plates and bowls were eaten clean.
After dinner, Han Jiang sat quietly on the chair, and he was waiting for Han Tuozhou to come to ask him for questions.
Speaking of Han Tuozhou.
Han An brought new news.
"The Lord, it has been confirmed that the second manager of Zhen'an Hou's family was burned to death, and the uncle from Lin'an Mansion also sent me information."
Han Tuozhou was reading a document with a document, but he didn't look up or answer the conversation.
Han An continued: "Lin'an Prefecture sent someone to Zhen'an Hou Mansion to check the affairs of the second manager. The Hou Mansion gave the statement that the second manager and his wife took the head of the family Li Xing to Yangzhou, and their grandfather passed away."
After hearing this, Han Tuozhou put down his official document: "Leave Hou Mansion late at night and go out to Yangzhou to go? Don't you bring anyone around?"
Han An replied: "What I found out is that it is indeed a letter from Yangzhou sent here, but people are divided into two ways. It is a bit of a bad chance to come from the other way. There will be news back tonight or tomorrow."
Han Tuozhou asked: "Walking in two ways, is it because you discovered that there is danger before you set out?"
"The Lord is wise."
Han An said again: "Master, I want to find someone I know to see if Brother Jiang is Li Xing from Zhen'an Hou Mansion."
Han Tuozhou shook his head. He didn't want to expose Han Jiang in his house, so that outsiders could not know about this.
Han An took a step forward: "Master, the person you are looking for is absolutely reliable, it is ours."
"Go and arrange it. If she is not strict, don't speak forever."
"Yes." Han An retreated and took people to make arrangements.
Speaking of which, Han Jiang had been waiting for Han Tuozhou to send someone to ask him for questions, but no one came after waiting.
It was afternoon.
However, several middle-aged servants brought a few people over.
At the doorway, two taels of pink fell off when standing on the second person's face and smiled. When the middle-aged woman dressed in a charming dress, her eyes were lit when she saw Han Jiang. She took a few steps and rushed in front of Han Jiang. But she only took two steps and was blocked by the middle-aged servant who brought her over in the mansion: "Dare to dirty the house of the little official and tear your skin."
The charming middle-aged woman stopped quickly, her body trembling slightly.
As a madam, she knew very well where this was, and she knew how deep the background of this mansion was. She also knew clearly that if the people in this mansion were unhappy, no one in Lin'an Mansion would know that she was missing.
At this time, two maids came to Han Jiang with a veil and a plain dressed girl holding a Qin. The girl bowed her knees and bowed, and after Ying nodded and allowed, she entered the outer room and sat on the couch. Then the charming woman was driven out.
Han Jiang believed that the person who came must know him, to be precise, the person he was regarded as.
Is it the one who can play two taels of fans on his face, the girl holding a piano, or both of them come to recognize people.
The idle person stepped back, and Caicai asked: "Master, what kind of music should you listen to or watch the dance."
Han Jiang thought for a while: "Yangchun Baixue."
Without Cai's instructions, the girl holding the piano began to adjust the strings and lit the incense burner. She prepared for a quarter of an hour before she started.
It's really good to play.
Even if Han Jiang doesn't understand music, he knows how to appreciate it.
At this time, someone arrived, and Han Qi ran over again. This time he entered the yard, and people stood on the porch and listened to the piano, looking intoxicated.
After the sound of the piano ended, Cai stood beside Han Jiang and asked, "Master, do you want to keep her? If you stay, I will arrange for her to take a shower."
Han Jiang was considering how to refuse, but heard a loud shout outside the door:
"No staying."
This shout made Han Jiang feel relieved and relieved the woman playing the piano.
Chapter completed!