palm river mountain

Chapter 9

Jiang's mother looked suspicious. How could she not know what Duan Yi said?
It's just that in this back house, either you control me, or I control you.The same is the concubine of the Grand Master's Mansion, there are those who live high and proudly, and those who are humble and small.

Look at the dishes, look at the dishes!Let's see what dish the other party is serving!
In the past, the third lady was a persimmon, which looked stiff, but after a while, it would become soft after all.

But this time back, the soft persimmon has turned into a hot pepper, it's choking!
Jiang's mother rolled her eyes again and again, she had already made up her mind.

She went to the Gu family today, but she understood everything. Duan Yi saved Gu Mingrui's life, and the Gu family would never ignore her again.But before, she treated Duan Yi...

Jiang's mother thought, her complexion changed again, she raised her eyes in a complicated manner, and secretly looked at Duan Yi.

But he saw her holding the dagger that cuts iron like mud, and she was sharpening her nails with all her heart.The carriage bumped on the road, and she was terrified to see it. If one of them was not good, Mrs. Duan San's fingers as tender as scallions would be cut off!
This is a cruel man!
It was quiet in the carriage, Duan Yi didn't speak, and Mama Jiang didn't know how to speak.

As soon as the carriage stopped, she jumped out of the carriage as if she had come to life, pulled up the curtain again, moved a stool in front of the carriage, and stretched out her hand towards Duan Yi, "Is this black paint?" Hey, third lady, be careful where you step, and let this old slave hold you."

Duan Yi took up the small dagger, put it back on her waist, blew on the ashes on her nails, put Jiang's mother's hand, and got out of the car unhurriedly.

The Duan family's old house occupies half of an alley in the southwest of Jincheng.

The northern land is square and wide, while the Jiannan land is dangerous and mountainous.This alley is on a slope, extending up to a high mountain, as if to say: momentum, rise from the ground, and go straight to the blue sky.It is called Qingyun Lane.

The porter sitting in front of the door saw the carriage coming and greeted him with a lantern. From a distance, he could smell the smell of alcohol.

Duan Yi frowned, "Hundred years of reputation?"

Mother Jiang looked as if she had opened a dye shop. She gave the drunk concierge a hard look, and said coldly, "Tell him to go back, he woke up after pouring a bucket of cold water. If there is another time, tell Ren Zi to come and send a message." sell away."

The concierge shuddered and suddenly sobered up, "Mama Jiang, spare me!"

His voice was a little louder. Jiang's mother glanced at Duan Yi secretly, saw her frowning, and immediately said, "It's not proper to yell, don't disturb the third lady. You go to the kitchen and tell the third lady Stew a cup of ginseng."

"I want rock sugar, not white sugar. San Niangzi doesn't like sweet things."

The concierge was stunned, touched the back of his head, and looked at the sky, this... the sun came out from the west?
Duan Yi didn't say a word, and followed Mother Jiang back to her small yard.

Her house is in the deepest part of the Duan Mansion, and the front and back of the house are full of green bamboos.In the corner of the wall, some hibiscus were planted, but it is not the flowering season now, so it is green everywhere.

"The third lady is tired, so the old slave won't bother the third lady, it's just that tomorrow morning..."

Jiang's mother bowed and stood at the gate of the small courtyard, but she didn't come in. She stopped talking and said again, "Tomorrow is fifteen."

Duan Yi nodded, "Prepare the carriage and go to the cemetery tomorrow, and you go with me. Also, spread the word and say that I want to find a master. One is a Wu master, and the other is a Wen master."

She said, looking at Jiang's mother with piercing eyes, "In the future, this part of the mansion will still be your world. I will make arrangements on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, and I will never miss anything. I will not mention half of the matter of going to the capital." Character."

Mother Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled flatteringly. Her expression was too expressive in a short time, which made the thick powder on her face mottled.

Now he smiled, hideous like a female ghost.

"What the third lady ordered, the old slave must have done it well."

As she spoke, she wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and walked out quickly with her big buttocks twisted.

As soon as she left, Zhilu hurriedly ran to the gate of the yard, stretched his neck to have a look, and seeing that she hadn't made any trouble, he turned his head in surprise in an instant.

"Girl, girl...you said to ask who is the father, why does Jiang's mother really regard you as her father?"

Zhilu was pleasantly surprised at first, but then his face collapsed, "We saved Mr. Mingrui, and now we have the Gu family as our backer. This woman bullied the girl so much before, why didn't the girl just replace her?"

Duan Yi looked at the small courtyard in front of her, it was very quiet and there were no lights in the room.

Obviously, as the daughter of the Xiangfu, she only has a maid like Zhilu, which is really shabby.

Zhilu noticed her gaze, and quickly ran in with the lantern to light it, "Are there any girls who want to learn martial arts? Although I learned some moves and a half moves from Mr. Mingrui before, they are all for strengthening the body. No effort."

"The girl is a lady of every family, and she was born on the same day. In the future, she will definitely marry into the house of a duke in the capital to be the head of the house. Those young men in the capital probably don't like girls who are big and rough..."

Duan Yi crossed the small courtyard, looked up at the mountain behind her, shook her head, and then entered the house.

"If there is peace and prosperity, then I will be fine lying down and making salted fish every day. But this world is going to be chaotic."

Zhilu was picking up the wick, wanting to brighten the room, when she heard Duan Yi's words suddenly, she was startled, the lamp oil rubbed her hand, and she exclaimed in shock.

Her voice was a little trembling, "Girl...Girl...what are you talking about? We're doing well in Jiannan. You weren't there yesterday, so I didn't see it. There were still people putting up lanterns by the river. The lady at the head of Yihonglou, And sang the rich spring."

Duan Yi shook her head.

The feudal lords segregated, and someone took Gu Xuzhao's sacrificial flag. It was either because the Tian family was worried about the high achievements and wanted to take back the imperial power;

Seeing him today, Gu Congrong is by no means a reckless man. Now that he is sending a white-haired man to a black-haired one, he will definitely not let it go.Obviously, because of Gu Xuzhao's incident, Gu Congrong had already changed a previous decision, he left in a hurry, and had someone recover an order.

She saw everything in her eyes, Jiannan's army was dominated by the Gu family; the funeral army in the wine shop, Cui Zi went to the funeral and everyone wore mourning...

Although he is not a king, he is already a king.

In troubled times, a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken has the word tragic written on her face!

Whether it's dealing with those skilled killers, or dealing with the old mothers in the house who worship the high and step down, Duan Yi understands a hard truth. Own!
If she had the kung fu, she would conquer Guanxi with one punch, cross the gangster with one kick... She never thought of dominating the world, but she thinks she can still fight to survive in the troubled times.

She was able to escape back to Jiannan Road with Gu Mingrui, which shows that her talent is not low.

Duan Yi thought, and replied, "Are your hands burning? Use some medicine. Don't worry, I let the news go out. If my grandfather wants to teach me, he will teach me. If he doesn't want to, it's okay to find another famous teacher."

"By the way, how much silver do I have available?"

Zhilu was distracted and immediately forgot about the previous chaos.

She blew on her fingers, "A little injury, when I heard what the girl said, it was all healed. In the capital, there is no short girl's money. During the holidays, it is better than the little girls in the capital. There are more."

"In addition to this green bamboo courtyard, the girl is in the ancestral grave, and there is also a thatched hut."

cottage? !What the hell?
(End of this chapter)