"What? Is Mrs. Qing'er unhappy?"
Zhang Dao specially emphasized the word 'Madam'.
Hearing this, Li Qing'er felt a chill all over her body, shivered, and shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, it's just that I'm still young and I'm afraid I won't be able to help my husband... you."
Zhang Dao pretended to be indifferent and waved his hand, and said in a calm and relaxed manner: "It's okay, this kind of thing is just like farming. As long as you work hard, you will eventually gain something. It's better sooner rather than later. Let's start working hard tonight." Bar!"
"I...I..." Li Qing'er was so frightened by Zhang Dao's arrogant words that her face turned pale and she was speechless.
Wang Yuyan knew Zhang Dao's character and knew that he was joking with the reluctant Li Qing'er.
Seeing Li Qing'er's pretty face turned pale, she couldn't stand it anymore.
He rolled his eyes at Zhang Dao, put down the bowl and chopsticks, took Li Qing'er's hand, and comforted him: "Don't worry, sister Qing'er, your husband is joking with you."
Li Qing'er was slightly relieved after hearing Wang Yuyan's words, but she didn't dare to raise her head. She only glanced at Zhang Dao secretly from time to time while lowering her head.
A'Zhu scolded from the side: "Husband, look at you. Sister Qing'er was frightened by you just after she arrived."
Seeing Li Qing'er's appearance, Zhang Dao only felt funny. Unexpectedly, Li Qing'er was quite afraid of having sex with him.
Without breaking the news, he suppressed a smile and said, "Okay, let's eat first. After dinner, you sisters will have a chat first. I'll go see how the officers and soldiers arrested yesterday are doing."
As soon as Zhang Dao finished speaking, Li Qing'er, who was still a little panicked, looked up at Zhang Dao and said in surprise: "Those thousands of officers and soldiers were really captured by a bandit like you... uh, husband?"
Bandit husband? What a mess, but Zhang Dao didn't care and nodded, "Yes, he is being locked up in the villa at the moment."
Li Qing'er asked doubtfully: "Could it be that my husband wants to use them to negotiate with the government? But I'm afraid the government will not agree easily."
Zhang Dao couldn't help but glance at Li Qing'er in surprise. He didn't expect that a little woman could have such knowledge?
However, she was wrong. She just felt that killing was a waste of effort. As for whether the government was official or not, he didn't care.
However, he would not say these words for fear of scaring everyone, so he shook his head and smiled: "Ignore those things for now. When these officers and soldiers come to Qingyun Mountain, they should first contribute to the construction and development of our Qingyun Villa. , Let’s wait until the officials come.”
"Oh," Li Qing'er nodded as if she understood what was said, with a hint of cunning in her eyes. She looked at Zhang eagerly and said, "Husband, I have something to ask of you, and I hope you can agree to it."
coming! Zhang Dao smiled and nodded, "If you say you can do it, I will definitely help you do it."
Li Qing'er was overjoyed when she heard this. She moved closer and said pitifully: "I went up the mountain to marry my husband yesterday. My father didn't know about it yet. I know that my husband has important matters to deal with."
There was a slight pause in his tone, and a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Please also arrange for someone to send me a letter to my father, so that he can feel relieved. Otherwise, I will suddenly have no news. I have to How anxious it must be.”
Li Qing'er was very self-aware and did not mention that she wanted to go back and tell her father in person, because she knew that the bandit leader would never agree.
"It makes sense!" Zhang Dao nodded slightly. Considering that Xiao Nizi still knew herself, it was only natural to send a letter to the Feng family. Anyway, he was staying on Qingyun Mountain, so he would come if he had the ability.
But are you sure your father will feel relieved after he learns that you were captured by the bandits to become the wife of the village?
Zhang Dao also saw through it but refused to reveal it, "You will write a letter later and I will have someone deliver it to Master Taishan."
In fact, what Li Qing'er said was true.
Last night, at the inn on Guandao, my daughter didn't come back until late at night.
The middle-aged scribe, who was Li Qing'er's father, immediately became as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, circling around in circles.
While sending people back to search along the way they came, they also sent a letter to the magistrate of Linxiang County, asking him to send people to help search.
I was so busy working until dawn that I didn't even close my eyes.
In the guest room of the inn.
Li Qing'er's father was sitting in the room, tapping his legs with his fingers, his face full of anxiety.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. The middle-aged scribe stood up quickly and said urgently: "Come in quickly!"
The visitor is the old housekeeper of a middle-aged scholar, Laifu.
As soon as Laifu entered the door, the middle-aged scribe asked hurriedly: "How is it? Is there any news?"
Butler Laifu shook his head with a disappointed expression and replied: "We have sent people to investigate along the way, but no trace of the lady was found."
"Hmph! This wild girl has been running around since she was a child!" The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, and then asked eagerly: "What did the Linxiang County Magistrate say?"
Laifu looked up at the middle-aged scribe, considered his words, and then said: "There is a letter from the county magistrate Wang Qing, saying that the officers and soldiers attacking the mountain have not received the news yet, so I am afraid..."
"I'm afraid that I was defeated by the bandits in Qingyun Village, and the young lady was separated from us at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. It is very possible that she fell into the hands of the bandits!" Laifu finished his words with his eyes closed.
When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he couldn't help but stumbled back two steps, and suddenly fell down on the chair. Feeling sad in his heart, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed: "My Zhao'er! Why do you like running around so much!"
Seeing this, Laifu quickly stepped forward and patted the middle-aged scribe on the back, and said comfortingly: "Master, don't be impatient. I have arranged spies to go to the mountain to investigate. By now, I might have found the young lady and she is on her way back."
"Hmph! You damn girl is so wild, wait until he comes back this time and see if I don't break his legs!"
The middle-aged scribe cursed angrily, then thought for a moment and said worriedly: "According to you, the bandits in Qingyun Village are extraordinary in strength?"
Laifu nodded and said solemnly: "According to Linxiang County Magistrate Wang Qing, there are a total of two thousand troops, but no one has returned to the county to report the news."
"What?!" The middle-aged scribe was shocked when he heard this, "Then, then my photo..."
"Young lady has been smart and resourceful since she was a child. If you think about it, you may have a way to escape."
In order to prevent the middle-aged scribe from being too worried, Laifu comforted him.
"The Qingyun Village is a group of bandits who kill without blinking an eye! Her little cleverness can be used to deal with those talented people who can only shake their heads. She really thought that she had learned some words and phrases, and even the people in the world didn't take them seriously. Do you think you can go anywhere in the world?"
The middle-aged scribe became more and more anxious as he spoke. He slapped his forehead suddenly, turned to Laifu and said, "Linxiang County seems to have lost hope!"
"Laifu, please draft a letter for me immediately, and then go to Kaifeng in person and deliver it to Duke Fan's house, asking him to report to the court and send an army to help."
"Master, what about you?" Laifu asked.
The middle-aged scribe looked out the window with a look of determination in his eyes.
"I want to go to Qingyun Mountain myself to see what's going on!"
"Well, why don't you let me go with you?" Laifu asked in surprise.
The middle-aged scribe was no longer nervous as before. He put one hand behind his back and an unspeakable temperament appeared around him. "As an official of the Song Dynasty, if I can't save my daughter, I will even kill the bandits." If you stay away from me, that Jian Shou is not doing enough to be a father, let alone being a minister!"
"Besides, how many fierce bandits can you defeat by yourself?"
Laifu advised sadly: "Master, don't do it! They are a group of bandits who kill without blinking an eye! How can I reason with you? How about we go together to see Mr. Fan and ask him to come forward!"
"Laifu, you know me." The middle-aged scribe smiled calmly and said, "Zhao'er has always been naughty. I'm probably frightened after this incident. I have to go and have a look. If I can talk to the leader of the thief, I don’t believe that he, a little bandit leader, dares to attack a dignified third-grade imperial official!”
"I only have one daughter in my life. If I can't even protect my own daughter, how can I stand in this world?"
"Master!" Laifu was filled with sadness.
"Okay, it's already getting late. Let's prepare a meal! You can set off after you finish your meal!" The middle-aged scribe looked out the window where the sun was already three o'clock in the morning, and then he realized that it was almost noon.
"If I can't come back, please bury me and my wife who passed away long ago!" The middle-aged scribe sighed slightly.
Knowing that his master insisted on going, Laifu was filled with grief and anger, but at the request of the middle-aged scribe, he still reluctantly accepted the order and turned around to go out.
