"What do you know? There is too much that is strange about this woman. The more that is the case, the more careful we need to be. I am thinking now, if we really invite them to treat the Young Master's Illness, I fear it would not be appropriate." Mi Ming was a thin, small middle-aged man. Perhaps because he did not like to joke, his expression always looked so gloomy.
"Then what should we do? This won't work, that won't work; could we really kidnap the Divine Doctor Lady? And then tell her to treat the Young Master's Illness? By then, she will hate you to death. If she prescribes a medicine for the Young Master to drink, even if it just gives him diarrhea, that would be considered merciful. What if she mixes some poison into it, and we foolishly let the Young Master drink it? Wouldn't that be harming his life?"
Jin Gang was very dissatisfied, worried about his Master's condition, but he heard Mi Ming sneer: "She wouldn't dare. Big guy, listen to me. We absolutely must not meet this woman in the open. If it really comes to it, we can only find a secret place, kidnap her, let her cure the Young Master's illness, and then release her. That way, regardless of whether she can guess our identities, there will be no trace left behind when she comes or leaves, and she will have no way to do anything."
"That wouldn't be appropriate, would it?" Jin Gang was still hesitating: "When has our Heaven and Earth Alliance ever done something like kidnapping?"
"It's not like we are asking for a ransom, and we certainly won't kill the hostage. We are just letting her treat an illness, and we will let her go once she is done. How is that inappropriate? Is the importance of the Young Master and the Alliance not worth more than a woman? Don't you know that only by being careful can one sail for ten thousand years?" Mi Ming was also angry. His words left Jin Gang speechless, bowing his head in silence, and so the matter was settled.
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"Isn't it said that their Old Master is seriously ill? How is it? Even the Young Lady's Medical Skill cannot bring him back to health?"
In the Songtao Courtyard outside the Second Gate of the Jiang Manor, Lu Yunxiao and Sang Luzhi sat under the green vines in the courtyard, drinking tea and chatting.
Hearing Lu Yunxiao's question, Sang Luzhi's face could not help but turn slightly red. She lowered her head and sighed: "Actually, the Old Master is just suspicious by nature. No matter how much I wear out my tongue, he simply does not believe me. What can I do?"
"Sister, what you have is already considered good. Because my uncle once had a life-saving grace toward him, and he sees that you are a woman, he hasn't lost his temper yet. As for those doctors before, anyone who said things like you did was expelled from the manor."
Suddenly hearing a crisp voice from outside the courtyard gate, Sang Luzhi's face immediately turned ugly. She looked up at the beautiful girl and said indifferently: "Why has Third Sister come over? Don't you need to show your concern in front of the Old Master?"
The Third Miss of the Jiang Manor glanced lightly at Lu Yunxiao's face before landing on Sang Luzhi's, smiling: "I just went to see Grandfather. He still looks listless. I accompanied him and talked for a while, but he was indifferent and even told me not to bother him. I had no choice but to come out."
As she spoke, she sat down beside Sang Luzhi and looked at Lu Yunxiao with a smile: "Why didn't Young Master Lu go out today? Although Zhoushan suffered a disaster, the rain has finally stopped these days, and with the Imperial Envoy Team distributing rice and silver, the streets are not as prosperous as before, but they are quite lively now."
Lu Yunxiao smiled indifferently: "Indeed, I see that it is getting livelier outside every day. I am tired today, so I don't want to go out." He had been conducting secret investigations in Zhoushan for the past few days and confirmed that the two deputies in the Imperial Envoy Team were very capable and the disaster relief work was very thorough, so he was happy to continue skipping work. Anyway, although he was the Disaster Relief Imperial Envoy on the surface, the most important thing the Emperor wanted him to do had nothing to do with disaster relief. Being in such a situation, where it neither delayed the disaster relief nor hindered his secret investigation, was the best outcome.
"Oh, the sisters are all here. Could it be that Young Master Lu sent an invitation to invite you?"
Suddenly hearing a gentle voice at the courtyard gate, two more girls walked in slowly. The former one smiled and said: "I couldn't find you anywhere; so you were hiding here at Young Master Lu's place drinking personal tea. Young Master Lu, I wonder if there is a share for us? You cannot be partial."
Lu Yunxiao still had an indifferent, elegant smile on his face, which made the hearts of the girls flutter. In fact, he was annoyed to death inside: he had never seen such behavior from the Jiang Family. Even if they were a major Merchant family in Jiangnan and wanted to fawn upon him after learning his identity, how could they let the girls of the back courtyard come out to hover before his eyes every day? Did they not have even a shred of shame or restraint? In their eyes, was he a glutton for beauty who would take them all in, whether they were fat, thin, good, or bad?
After finally dealing with these chattering girls and returning to his room, Zhao Yun and Mu Yun observed their Master's expression and said with pained expressions: "Master, I don't think we can stay in this place anymore. This is not hospitality; they are clearly treating us like fools waiting to catch a bridal embroidery ball. They don't even look at the status of the girls in their family. Do they think they can enter the Marquis's Estate just because they are pretty? It's simply a joke."
"The way a Merchant family acts doesn't have so many rules, so it is understandable." Lu Yunxiao sighed, reluctantly suppressing his dissatisfaction, and mused: "It's just that after being here for so many days, is that Old Master really sick or just pretending? What is his purpose in staying behind closed doors? Does he know about Jiang Hai's involvement in the Land Speculation Group? Or was this matter done under his instruction? None of these things are clear. Although this Jiang Family is just a merchant family, they give me a feeling of being somewhat unfathomable, which is why I am staying here. Otherwise, do you think I want to endure those chattering girls?"
Zhao Yun said helplessly: "There is nothing to be done about that. Since you, Master, refuse to take the initiative to reveal your identity, that Old Fox is naturally happy to pretend to be sick. As for Miss Sang, although her heart is set on you, Master, please forgive my bluntness, but I think her level is just so-so. Although she is the daughter of the Director of the Imperial Hospital, she doesn't have her father's skills. Otherwise, back then at the Zhou Family, you, Master, still had high hopes for her, but as soon as she went in, she was scared..."
Before he could finish, he saw Lu Yunxiao's face turn green. He stared at him gloomily and said: "Even if I, your Master, occasionally misjudge a person, is it your place to mock me? Are you tired of living?"
Zhao Yun was startled, knowing that his words had reminded his Master of that Eldest Madam, so his mood immediately turned sour. He quickly waved his hands: "Master, you have wronged me. I was just discussing the matter on its merits. Anyway... Miss Sang's medical skill is not very good. Whether that Old Fox is truly sick or pretending, she is helpless, so how can she help you, Master?"
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Lu Yunxiao stared at Zhao Yun, knowing that this guy must have a purpose, otherwise he wouldn't have made him think of that hateful woman. Just as he was thinking, he saw Zhao Yun hide behind Mu Yun and giggle: "Master, I don't have any thoughts. It is Mu Yun who has something to report."
"Mu Yun?" Lu Yunxiao raised an eyebrow slightly: "What is it? You don't dare to tell me to my face and have to let Zhao Yun pave the way for you?" If it was Mu Yun reporting, this was more reliable. He shouldn't be angered to the point of vomiting blood, but that wasn't certain either... Zhao Yun, that slippery guy, didn't dare to say it directly... Hmm? He just mentioned the Zhou Family; could it be related to that woman?
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