Chapter 221 The ancient version of the soft rice man 6
As soon as the little beggar entered Wan Mansion, there was a strong wind in the air, and then there was a muffled thunder in the sky and it started to rain heavily.
The rainstorm was so fierce that several osmanthus trees at the entrance of Wan Mansion turned into broken leaves in an instant, and Wanyang's skirt was also soaked.
At this time, the servant took out the oil-paper umbrella from nowhere and held it on Wanyang's head: "Miss, I will take you back to the yard."
Wanyang didn't answer immediately. He glanced at the sky covered with dark clouds, then at the little beggar covered in dirt, and said softly: "Ask someone to take him to cleanse himself, and then change into clean clothes."
"yes."
The housekeeper responded and ordered his servants to take the little beggar to clean him.
The little beggar looked at Wanyang's beautiful figure with twinkling eyes. He followed the two servants and left the place until he was out of sight.
As soon as Wanyang entered her yard, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from far away. Then, a middle-aged man wearing a poncho quickly walked up to Wanyang: "Miss, my name is Wan San. Madam sent me here to protect you.
Safety, if you need anything, just ask."
"Okay." Wanyang didn't have any opinion on this. She knew that her original mother must have known about what happened today.
She slapped some literati in the face today, so she would need to be careful in the future. She didn't have the time to get close to her, so it would be great to have a guard to protect her.
Wan Yang saw that there were a few new girls in the courtyard, so he walked along the corridor to the study without saying anything.
As soon as Wanyang sat down, Mrs. Ma walked in with a pot of hot tea.
She walked up to Wanyang and said respectfully: "Miss, this is ginger tea prepared by Madam herself. She said she was afraid that you would catch cold outside, so she asked you to drink some."
Hearing that her mother cooked it herself, Wanyang couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart, "Go to your mother's house and bring a message for me, saying that your daughter will go visit her when the rain stops outside."
"yes."
Mrs. Ma lowered her head and responded, then withdrew.
After the little beggar washed himself and changed his clothes, he was taken to Wanyang's yard by his servants.
At that time, Wanyang had just laid down for an afternoon break and it was difficult to go out to meet people, so he asked the servants to temporarily arrange for the little beggar to rest in the guest house.
Following the servant to the guest bedroom, the servant went down. The little beggar sat on the wooden couch and carefully took out the money bag with copper coins in his sleeve.
This is what she gave.
The little beggar looked at the money bag, his cold face softened unconsciously, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was recalling the warm touch.
"It's really good..." the little beggar whispered, and then he looked around. Although the place was simple, it was very neat.
The little beggar saw many books on the bookshelf, so he planned to browse through them. When he saw the things on the bookshelf, he couldn't help but marvel.
The books on the bookshelf are all masterpieces by famous writers and unique classics.
Some of the weapon illustrations deeply attracted him...
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Wanyang took a nap until evening. When he saw Caihe coming in to wait on him, he asked, "Is it a success to deliver the plaque to Xiao Linfeng's family?"
Caihe said with a smile: "Everything went well. After Xiao Linfeng returned home, he didn't dare to go out for the whole day. The neighbors of the Xiao family watched the excitement all day."
"Um."
Wan Yang was very satisfied with the result. To deal with the shameless person, she would have to step on the ground again with her lost shame.
"By the way, miss!" Caihe dressed Wanyang neatly, and suddenly remembered something, "My maid saw Cailian at Xiao's house today."
"Since she has been sent out, there is no need to worry about her." Wanyang showed no reaction on the surface, but in her heart she was wondering whether Cai Lian and Xiao Linfeng had a long history in her original life.
"Yes." Caihe responded and asked again: "Miss, I got a horse with blood in the desert. I just sent someone to deliver it. He said he planned to let the lady learn riding and shooting."
Wanyang raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Did your father send someone to tell you when he will come back?"
Caihe: "The people who came back said that the desert is constantly warring and the goods we want are never available. I estimate that the master will have to stay for a few more months."
"Okay, I understand." Wanyang nodded understandingly.
She remembered that in her original life, her father also gave Yuan Shen a sweat horse at this time. However, a few months later, her father encountered a robber on the way back. On the way to escape, he contracted a cold that could not be treated in time, and he suffered from a chronic cough.
of problems.
After much thought, Wanyang decided to discuss with her mother a trip to the desert to see if her father's illness could be cured.
During dinner, Wanyang went to Wan's mother. Wan's mother disagreed at first, but thinking about the messages between her and that poor boy from the Xiao family that were circulating in the streets and alleys of Heyuan County, she thought it would be a good idea to let her go out to avoid the limelight.
So, with the help of Wan's mother, Wanyang organized a caravan and more than 20 thugs overnight.
The next day, the sky was gloomy and it seemed like it would rain heavily at any time.
Wanyang had breakfast and boarded the caravan's carriage with Caihe.
As soon as the carriage drove out of the gate of Wan Mansion, she felt something unusual, as if someone was following her.
But if you look closely, there is nothing strange. It's just that the car curtain has opened a gap, and the scene outside is blurry.
The carriage moved forward slowly, and there was still no abnormality seen outside. Wanyang was just suspicious.
The sound of wheels rolling was particularly loud in the quiet suburbs.
There was an unpleasant smell floating in the air outside the carriage. After Cai He smelled it, his face became much uglier.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the banyan tree on the roadside. Wanyang's heart suddenly jumped and she quickly shouted: "Stop!"
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The question came in a handlebar voice.
The horse in the carriage seemed to be frightened and immediately neighed.
The caravan behind heard about this situation and hurriedly stopped to check the situation.
After a while, I saw a man in black robes with his head covered standing outside the carriage. He seemed to be very thin and short, and looked like he would collapse if the wind blew.
Wan Yang opened the curtain of the carriage and looked at the masked man. He always felt that this man's eyes looked very familiar.
Wanyang looked carefully again and was shocked.
Isn't this the little beggar from yesterday?
"Miss! Get in quickly!" Wan San reacted the fastest, shouted to Wanyang, and led a group of thugs to block the carriage.
Wan San was nervous for a while about how to protect Wanyang if there was a fight, but Wanyang looked at the black-robed man and said lightly: "So you are not a beggar. It seems... I really did something unnecessary yesterday."
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Seeing that Wanyang had seen through him, the man in black robe gave up his plan to continue the mystery, took out a jade jue from his waist and threw it over.
Wanyang took it casually and looked at the other person in confusion.
"This is the girl's dumpling. There was a reason for what happened yesterday. I can't explain it to the girl. Please forgive me." The man in black robe finished his words and flew away.
Wan Yang stood on the carriage and laughed, thinking: I forgot that children in ancient times matured precociously.