She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 725 Caught the little one

"No way," Mrs. Jiang began to shake her head after hearing this, like a rattle.

"Why, grandma, don't you want to accompany me?" Jiang Zhimian blinked his poor little eyes and asked Mrs. Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang's heart was about to melt, "Of course I want to accompany you, but I don't want you to spend money."

It would cost a lot of money to find someone to take care of Lin Miaomiao, right?

I have to ask the teacher to teach the three little boys, or the kind that comes to teach at home, and it will cost a lot of money, right?

Is the continuous money coming from the strong wind? !

Of course, you can't spend it casually.

But looking at Jiang Zhimian's pitiful expression, he couldn't help it.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Otherwise, grandma will stay with you for a while and let them go back first, so that someone will watch over the family affairs, so don't worry."

"Let's all stay here, otherwise I just got married by myself, and I feel very insecure." Jiang Zhimian said.

She can't tell the truth, so as not to frighten Mrs. Jiang.

So I had no choice but to grind hard and talk hard, and persuade Mrs. Jiang to give up this idea.

In the end, Jiang Zhimian threw out a tempting offer, "Princess Ning said that she knows a number one scholar who is an academician in the Imperial Academy, and she can invite him to teach the three younger brothers. The academician doesn't have to pay, at most I owe you a favor, when Chi Mohan gets some good calligraphy and painting later, just give him a copy."

Scholar? !
Mrs. Jiang was very excited, "Is it the champion?"

"Yeah, Wen Zhuangyuan, No. 1 in the imperial examination, grandma, think about it, everyone usually doesn't see each other, and now I have the opportunity to teach my three younger brothers, how much can I teach them? Back in Pingnan County, Can there be such an opportunity?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

Although the teacher in Pingnan County is also a juren, he is also a person with status and dignity in the local area.

But compared to the No. [-] pick, it's still a bit worse.

Mrs. Jiang was moved, "If that's the case, it's not bad to let them stay here. Maybe they can be admitted to the number one because of their luck."

"That's right." Jiang Zhimian nodded, striking while the iron was hot, "Then it's settled. I'll send a letter to that academician in a while, asking him for help."

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Jiang nodded.

After solving the schooling problems of the three younger brothers, Jiang Zhimian started talking about Lin Miaomiao again.

"The person I invited to take care of the second sister-in-law is Wen Po, who is in charge of delivering babies to the concubines in the palace. She is very experienced. Or the one who delivered the emperor back then, grandma, do you think this is joyful?" Jiang Zhimian said.

Mrs. Jiang was immediately in awe.

To actually deliver the emperor, how precious are those hands.

If she helps to deliver her own child, then she will have to be an emperor in the future... Ahem, it's better not to be an emperor, but to be a queen.

After being persuaded by Jiang Zhimian, the Jiang family all stayed.

Counting the days, he said that he would not go back until before the Laba Festival.

After all, after the Laba Festival, the weather in Anchang Town will suddenly turn cold. Even if there is a particularly experienced woman to accompany her, there should be family members who know the cold and the hot.

And now there is still a full month before the Laba Festival, which is enough for Jiang Zhimian to solve the matter at hand.

Both sides are very happy to make a decision, and everyone is happy.

The next thing to do is to wait.

After staying at home for three days, the scabies should have flared up.

Sure enough, Chi Mohan took Jiang Zhimian to the dungeon in the capital that night. In the most corner cell, a man who was tied up was imprisoned.

"It was discovered by the guards guarding the city gate. He already had symptoms of scabies on his body, but because he didn't have scabies on his face, so if he wanted to get away with it, he should come to the capital to find a doctor." Chi Mohan said.

Jiang Zhimian nodded, "Scabies have a characteristic, that is, they don't appear on the face, so they will have a chance to come to the city and be captured by us."

After finishing speaking, he took another look at Chi Mohan, "I want to go in."

"Just say hello outside, this man is extremely irritable, I'm worried that I'll hurt you." Chi Mohan said.

Jiang Zhimian shook his head, and his attitude was very insistent, "You have to go in and ask. From such a distance, you can't see the micro-expressions at all, so I have no way to be sure if what I said is true or not."

"What's a micro-expression?" Chi Mohan humbly asked for advice.

Jiang Zhimian explained, "It is the real and subtle expressions or movements that people make unconsciously. For example, when lying, people will subconsciously be nervous, and their hands and eyes will move around. This is a kind of micro-expression. "

That is a basic common sense in mind reading.

Through these micro-expressions, you can initially read the thoughts and emotions of the person in front of you, which will be of great help to the next conversation.

Chi Mohan stopped blocking him and asked the jailer to open the cell door, but he himself followed in, standing next to Jiang Zhimian.

If this person had the slightest thought of hurting Jiang Zhimian, then the only thing waiting for him was death.

When Jiang Zhimian walked in, the man struggled more violently, half because of anger, and half because of itching.

Being tied up and not being able to tickle it is worse than killing yourself.

"Are you feeling bad?" Jiang Zhimian squatted down and tore off the rag from the man's mouth.

As soon as his mouth was free, the man began to speak loudly, "Why do you talk so much nonsense, you stinking bitch, you have to cut a sentence if you want to kill it, don't ink it, give me a good time!"

"I don't intend to give you pleasure. I put the poison on your body. This is called scabies. People with scabies will itch and pus all over the body. The wounds will not heal for a long time. After being tortured for more than ten days, they will die."

Seeing the sudden change of the man's expression, Jiang Zhimian continued to add, "And when he died, bones could be seen on his body, and even maggots had grown on his body. You must have never seen maggots on a living person, right?"

"What do you want to do? I won't say anything!" the man gritted his teeth.

Jiang Zhimian smiled slightly, "I'm not doing anything, I just want to cure you."

"You will be so kind to cure me?" The man expressed his disbelief.

Jiang Zhimian nodded seriously, "Of course, if I don't cure you, how can I get information from you, don't worry, I can't find a living one after all, so I really let you die, right?"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and started looking for bottles and cans in his bag, muttering.

The man also looked at Jiang Zhimian's bag curiously.

Too concentrated, when Jiang Zhimian took out the crystal pendant, there was no time to react, and he had already entered a hypnotized state.

Seeing the man's head drooping, Jiang Zhimian breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really hard. It's troublesome to deal with this kind of old fritters."

(End of this chapter)