blueteamnovel Chapter 19.1
Chapter 19.1
After He Yunjing left, she was full of complaints on the way back, showing no good expression to her maids who followed her:
“All of you, always instigating me. Today, I made such a fool of myself because of you. When we get back, you’ll have some punishment to eat!”
The maids were all experienced people who had lived for most of their lives and were quite cunning.
They usually flattered this pampered young lady.
As soon as they heard they might be punished, they immediately shifted the blame cleanly: “It’s all because of He Si’s nonsense. I’ll go back and shut his mouth!”
He Si was on duty at the entrance of the Liangyan Mountains today, and he was the one who relayed the news of Qin Zheng and Lin Zhao going to deliver food to the Western Village.
He Yunjing was immediately redirected by anger, saying, “What’s wrong with my foster brother’s men? They caused trouble last night, causing a rift between my father and Big Brother Lin. Today, they come to me with nonsense!”
The maids exchanged glances, everything understood without being said.
One of the maids with a squinting eye said, “The eldest young master is afraid you’ll suffer. You’ve seen that woman’s troublemaking appearance.
If the master really has something to do with her, wouldn’t you be wronged?
What’s the use of a man just being handsome? He needs skills.
Where can her man compare with the master? If she doesn’t have any thoughts about the master, why would she rush to bring food to him?”
He Yunjing thought for a while, finally coming up with what she thought was a brilliant idea: “Then starting tomorrow, I’ll go deliver food to Big Brother Lin. That way, she won’t have a chance to fawn over Big Brother Lin anymore!”
The maid was somewhat dumbfounded and wanted to say something more, but He Yunjing was in a good mood because of the ingenious idea she had come up with.
She walked away happily.
The maid couldn’t understand what went wrong.
She had clearly been trying to sow discord, making He Yunjing gradually believe that there was something between Qin Zheng and Lin Yao.
How did it end up like this?
Back in the Western Village, the maids served He Yunjing to her room to rest, while the squinting-eyed maid avoided others and slipped away.
Most of the men in the Western Village were unmarried, with about a dozen living under one roof.
Wu Xiao didn’t have to squeeze with the lower-ranked men; he lived alone in a room.
When the maid approached, Wu Xiao’s back wounds from the whip had just been treated.
He sat on the mud bed with a gloomy face.
Lin Zhao had broken three of his ribs, and the second master had beaten his whole back until it was covered in cuts and bruises.
He couldn’t lie down comfortably or stand up straight.
Now, even sleeping was difficult for him.
Seeing Wu Xiao, the maid smiled and greeted him deferentially: “Master Wu.”
Wu Xiao was shirtless, his muscles clearly defined, like a small mountain.
He glanced at the maid with a dark expression: “Did the miss go to the Eastern Village to cause trouble for that woman?”
After all, no man could tolerate his woman being unfaithful.
Whether Lin Yao killed Cheng or Cheng killed Lin Yao, it would suit him!
Wu Xiao’s eyes gleamed with the self-satisfaction of a perfectly executed plan.
Eastern Village Kitchen.
As twilight descended, several torches were lit on the dam outside the kitchen, illuminating the surroundings.
Lin Yao and the brothers who had worked all day on the bridge repairs each held a large bowl, silently eating their meals, none of them uttering a word, the atmosphere heavy.
Mrs. Wang carried a basin of stewed meat out and, seeing the scene, didn’t say much, only asking when adding rice for Wang Biao, “What’s wrong with the village chief and the brothers?”
Wang Biao’s face still bore dried mud, and he grumbled, “After the confrontation between the elder brother and the second master in the ancestral hall last night, Foreman Feng, responsible for repairing the bridge, claimed illness and didn’t show up this morning. Isn’t that giving face to the village chief?”
“Elder brother led the brothers to work hard all day, but still couldn’t figure out how to repair that thing.
Just now, the village chief sent someone to see Foreman Feng, but the Western Village directly refused entry and said what?
They want to split the goods they robbed this time with us fifty-fifty.
They just consider it. They come up with one person from their Western Village, just by moving their lips, they make our Eastern Village brothers do the hard labor and want to take away fifty percent of the goods we robbed. They damn dare say!”
Wang Biao was so angry that he couldn’t eat anymore, and he directly put down his bowl. “I really want to kill those bastards!”
Mrs. Wang pushed the bowl over. “Eat first. Tomorrow morning, I’ll go to the Western Village to talk to the second master.”
“What’s the use?” Wang Biao was full of frustration. “Mother, don’t meddle. Elder brother has enough troubles these days.”
Mrs. Wang glanced at Lin Yao, who was sitting outside silently eating his meal, and sighed inwardly.
The old village chief had passed away early, and the second master was eyeing the position.
It wasn’t easy for Lin Yao to hold onto this village.
When Wang Biao returned to the outer table with his bowl, he whispered to Lin Yao, “Elder brother, if we don’t repair this bridge, so what? If the second master knows we’ve falsified the amount of goods, can he still come and forcibly take them?”
Lin Yao had finished his meal.
He put down his bowl, and the inch-long scar on his face looked somewhat grim in the firelight. “The river bandits are already eyeing this area around Liangyan Mountain. If we don’t transport the goods back to the village soon, if they come over, Qi Yun Village won’t be able to attack them, but we might not be able to hold onto those two ships’ cargo.”
Hearing this, Wang Biao realized the urgency of repairing the bridge and couldn’t help but curse.
“Brother!” Lin Zhao’s voice suddenly came from afar.
Lin Yao raised his head irritably, only to see Lin Zhao running over in a hurry.
After sitting down, she shouted to the kitchen first, “Mrs. Wang, three taels of preserved meat noodles!”
Seeing her sweating profusely, Lin Yao asked with a serious face, “Where did you go down the mountain at this hour? You’re only back now?”
After Lin Zhao sent Qin Zheng back to the courtyard in the afternoon, she went down the mountain again, purely to better conceal her involvement in planning with Qin Zheng.
It was a bit hot running all the way here, and she fanned herself with her hand. “Those bastards in the Western Village are just waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves, aren’t they? How could I let them have their way? Naturally, I went down the mountain to find a foreman who can repair the bridge!”
The mountain below was in chaos, and anyone who understood these things was probably taken to the army camp to build defenses.