He stayed up all night, and from time to time Lu Yutong wanted to listen to see if Jiang Ning's heart was still beating. In the early morning, Lu Yutong touched Jiang Ning's forehead and found that the fever had gone away. It seemed that the medicine was indeed effective.

He lay beside Jiang Ning and fell asleep in a daze.

When Jiang Ning woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Apart from being unable to move his left arm, he was just a little tired and weak. He didn't feel any major problems. He turned his face and saw Lu Yutong's tired face, which made him feel slightly

I trembled, thinking that I would never survive this.

At what time he went to bed, and the two of them were not married, but only made a verbal promise, Lu Yutong dared to sleep next to him. This also showed that Lu Yutong had indeed let go of a lot of things. At this moment, regarding status and Jiang Ning, Lu Yutong dared to sleep next to him.

The identity of the son-in-law no longer matters at this moment.

Some other sounds came from outside the door. Lu Yutong squinted her eyes and saw that Jiang Ning was awake. She felt happy and said with a smile: "You're awake... you scared me to death..."

Jiang Ning smiled bitterly and said: "You were really stupid at that time. If Ning Bu regretted taking action, wouldn't you have confessed in vain? It doesn't matter if I die, you are a princess, and your life and death are not just yours."

Lu Yutong pouted: "I'm not a princess, that's what you think. I'm Lu Yutong, just a little girl."

Jiang Ning was about to speak when he heard the sound at the door getting louder.

"What's the matter? If Zhou Yong doesn't come out today, you won't be able to get the money for the goods. Today is different from the past, but the Nangong family is still the Nangong family. You weigh it yourself." A middle-aged man shouted, as if the quarrel had already moved from the front yard to the backyard.

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Another person said: "Master, please calm down. Yesterday, Brother Zhou accidentally bumped into the stove when he was working on the iron. His left arm was injured. I'm afraid it's still burning. There is indeed nothing wrong with this batch of goods. I'll give you a 10% discount."

, do you think it’s okay?”

The speaker's name was Song Wan, nicknamed Yunli Jingang. He was tall and burly, with tendons that glowed darkly in the sun.

Among the brothers, Song Wan ranks second, but in terms of martial arts, he is the highest among the five brothers. He has no choice but to speak out now.

"Okay, let's take the things away first. If you have any objections, ask Zhou Yong to go to Nangong Mansion and pay him in one go. If that doesn't work, ask Zhou Yong to come out now. I really want to ask him.

Is the business still going on in Jinling?

, is this the house?" About seven or eight people came, all servants of the Nangong Mansion. Although they are not good at martial arts, the current Nangong Mansion is even worse than before. A servant is yelling at ordinary people without paying any attention to it.

regardless of.

Song Wan knew that there were hundreds of pieces in this batch. It took the five brothers more than two months of hard work to build it. There was no problem with the quality. In the past few times, it was said that the final payment would be settled. Today, on the second

I only gave fifty taels of silver out of a hundred taels, which is embarrassing.

The cost has been covered. There is not much left over from the consumption and expenses in the past two months. With Manichaeism entering the city, the price of pig iron has been rising steadily. If it had been done in the past few years, it would have been wiped out long ago.

Damn it, why would you talk such nonsense to him here?

But now the lives of the brothers are hard-won. Zhou Yong has married a wife and has a child. His daughter is three years old. If his eldest brother's life is ruined because of his impulsiveness, it is wrong and I am sorry for how much Zhou Yong has treated his brothers in recent years.

care of people.

As these people spoke, they walked towards Jiang Ning's house.

Song Wan knew that the person in this room was an important figure in the imperial court, probably the Princess Changping mentioned yesterday. If she was discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.

Song Wan stood in front and leaned against the door: "My boss, you really can't go in. Well, when Brother Zhou gets better, how about going to the house to get the money?"

Behind the door, Lu Yutong carefully supported Jiang Ning. The cupboard door in front of the bed had been opened. Behind the secret door was a wooden ladder that led directly to the ground. If they really broke in, the two of them would be exposed.

Unexpectedly, the man said: "You won't let me in? Could it be that you have a wanted criminal hiding in this room? Get out of the way..."

Jiang Ning and Lu Yutong looked at each other, knowing that something was wrong. Not to mention whether they recognized Lu Yutong or not, Jiang Ning was wearing a splint, looking half-dead, and the cloth on the bed was still stained with blood. These people

Not the reporting officer would have caught them, but at this time, Jiang Ning had no fighting power at all.

Once a fight breaks out and alerts the patrolling people around, the consequences will be even worse, and the strongholds here will also have to be changed, which will bring great trouble to Jinling Jing'an Division.

The two of them unknowingly quickened their pace, but Jiang Ning's feet still touched the basin. With a loud thud, the basin was knocked over to the ground, and the quarrel at the door suddenly stopped.

"Zhiya..."

Just when a few people were about to take action, the door next to them opened, and with the sound of Zhou Yong coughing, Mrs. Zhang helped Zhou Yong, who was wearing a coat, and walked out.

"Song Wan, what's going on?" Zhou Yong asked weakly.

The man was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Yong like this, but it was just like what Song Wan said. He was injured, but he heard Song Wan say: "Brother, why did you come out? The injury is not healed yet."

As he spoke, he led everyone towards Zhou Yong.

"It's okay. I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned. I'll be fine in two days. I was in pain all night last night and I just woke up now." Zhou Yong looked at the people in Nangong Mansion again and hurriedly smiled: "Hey, it turns out

It's Brother Liu, why...oh...that's right, today is the time to pick up the goods, why, aren't the goods already prepared?"

Song Wan glanced at the man and said, "It's been loaded into the car, one hundred and ten pieces, a lot."

"Then, this...Brother Liu, this..." Zhou Yong frowned, took two steps forward, and started coughing again.

The man had a guilty conscience. Seeing that Zhou Yong was injured, he had previously said that he would give money only after seeing Zhou Yong. Now that he saw Zhou Yong, he could only smile and said: "Hey, it's nothing. How much more is left?"

Song Wan snorted coldly and said: "There is still one hundred and fifty taels left."

"Oh, for our friendship, why doesn't Boss Zhou give you a discount? There is a large amount of goods waiting for you later." The man smiled and took off the money bag from his belt.

When Zhou Yong heard this, he laughed and said: "Haha, it's easy to talk, it's a solid deal, and it can't be run away, so just one hundred taels, and the rest can be considered as me inviting a few brothers to drink. I have to think about that big order."

My brother, I..."

As soon as the man stopped, his eyes brightened, he took out the silver ingot from the bag and put it down: "Okay, exactly one hundred taels. Isn't there some secret hidden in Boss Zhou's room..."

Zhou Yong pointed at Jiang Ning's room and smiled: "Brother Liu is talking about this place, haha, go in and have a look..." As he said this, he walked towards Jiang Ning's room.

"I used pigskin to clean my knife a few days ago. I guess the pigskin was rotten and there were rats. I planned to clean it up yesterday to avoid the plague. Hey, Song Wan, you didn't use medicine?" Zhou Yong walked to the door, but

He turned around and asked.

Song Wan scratched his head: "Hey, brother, if you don't tell me, I really forgot. Weren't you injured yesterday? Now..."

"Damn it, if there's a plague, you and I have to play..."

Just as he was talking, he heard another crisp sound in the room, followed by a creaking sound.

"That's all, let's go. Thank you very much, Boss Zhou. Brothers, let's go have a drink..." The man waved his hands, but he didn't want to take the risk. If it was really a plague, wouldn't it be bad luck?
Chapter completed!