Rong Ting made up his mind.
He died when he was eight years old.
She will never bring this matter up in front of her in the future.
…
There is an account book on the small round table, beside the account book, there is a small abacus and a red pen.
Jiang Rao reopened the ledger, and asked Rong Ting, "How long will it be before you go back to Bailu Academy?"
For those scholars who can enter Bailu Academy, apart from the day when the rankings are released, today is the most beautiful time.
When they came out of the academy, everyone on the road looked at him high, and everywhere they went, there would be envious and pursuing eyes.
How many people are willing to part with this moment of unparalleled scenery.
"One more hour."
"The street is too noisy, I don't want to stay there." Rong Ting lowered his eyes, "But I have no other place to go. The palace... I don't want to go back."
Jiang Rao thought about his situation, if it was her, she would not want to go back to that desolate palace that brought so much suffering.
Outside the palace, he only knew her.
Just indulge Rong Ting here.
"But I still have business matters, and I can't talk to you."
Jiang Rao looked at Rong Ting's homeless eyes, and there was inexplicably a slight guilt in her expression.
"You can continue to do the accounting, I will stay here for a while." Rong Ting said with a good-natured face, "I will be quiet."
As if he was afraid of being driven away, his voice was low.
After that, I couldn't come out of Bailu Academy for ten days, so I couldn't see her.
In the depths of the eyes, there is greed hidden.
A piece of cold jade as white as the moonlight fell on his waist, shining brightly and shaking gently.
Huai Qing didn't know why his Royal Highness suddenly asked him to go back to the palace to find the accessories of this jade ring.
He thought that His Highness regarded this jade ring as a mascot.
But when he suddenly saw the hairpin on Jiang Rao's head.
How much I didn't understand in my heart became clear.
Same moon white, almost the same gloss and texture.
It looks like it is made of the same piece of jade.
It's no wonder that along the way, His Royal Highness kept the jade ring straight around his waist, preventing it from being blocked or exposed by anything.
He showed off all the way, obviously to let passers-by see what he was wearing.
Rong Ting slowly raised his gaze to look at the hairpin on Jiang Rao's head.
While feeling happy in my heart, at the same time, because of those stupid things I did when I was a child, I felt secretly uneasy.
She lowered her head to settle accounts, she was a little lower than him, and couldn't see her face clearly.
After staring at her for a while, the upright sitting body leaned down slightly, propped his head, and looked at her tiltedly.
The boy's gaze was cautious, as if looking at the most precious treasure.
He felt more and more regretful——
When he was eight years old, he was blind and didn't even look at her carefully.
She must look good even in mud.
Also pushed her away four times.
And now there is no chance.
Rong Ting was a little annoyed.
After Jiang Rao flipped through a few pages of the account, she felt that the surrounding temperature was a little hot. It's like being held tightly by someone's eyes.
But when she raised her eyes, Rong Ting's eyes moved away just in time.
Jiang Rao wondered, "Why are you lying at your desk?"
Rong Ting's brows and eyes were calm, without the slightest embarrassment of being caught, instead, he gently raised his brows.
Sick face, floating pain in the fundus.
"I have a headache," he said.
This well-behaved, weak and helpless appearance...
Huai Qing sighed softly in his heart.
Originally, he was an eunuch in the deep palace, and he had seen a lot of methods used by concubines to compete for favor.
But looking at the current Ninth Highness, he still feels that he has seen less of the world.
Although he sighed in his heart, he said in a timely manner...
"His Royal Highness Jiu got up from Yinshi today and didn't have a moment to rest. Maybe he was so tired that he got a headache."
Jiang Rao was always very nervous about Rong Ting's body, so he stopped his hand trying to figure out the abacus, "Do you want to see the doctor?"
"It doesn't hurt very much." Rong Ting looked at her without blinking.
"What about your leg injury? Will it still hurt?" Jiang Rao looked at him nervously.
A guilty conscience flashed in Rong Ting's eyes.
His leg injury has almost completely healed up to now, and he can't do anything except horseback riding and hunting, and he is no different from ordinary people.
But at present, apart from him, only his father knows about the recovery of his legs.
But he missed the best time to tell her, so he didn't know how to speak.
She also thought that every time she was worried about his leg injury, she could think of him one more time, so she couldn't open her mouth.
I wanted to wait until I recovered enough to be able to ride and shoot and tell her.
Although Huai Qing was by Rong Ting's side, Rong Ting didn't need anyone to take care of him when he dressed and bathed. What Huai Qing saw was always him sitting in a wheelchair.
In addition, Huaiqing had heard rumors in the palace, and the palace was boiling with water, saying that His Royal Highness's legs were so serious that the needles were all pierced into them, and he was unconscious.
He was startled when he heard this, and said softly: "Miss Si, the master's leg injury is still serious."
Rong Ting slightly looked away, and said vaguely: "You don't have to worry too much, it's already much better than when you were in Yecheng."
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Two words from master and servant.
To Jiang Rao's ears, it was like Rong Ting's comforting words when she said that her leg injury had healed a lot, just to let her not worry.
In fact, it still hurts badly.
There was pity in her eyes.
Ren Miracle Doctor said that those who have a strong body will recover much faster, and the fastest ones will recover almost in less than half a year.
Rong Ting must have suffered a lot when he was a child. In the year in Yecheng, before he met her, he had no food and no one to care about him. His health was weak and his recovery was slow.
Pitiful.
"I'd better find a doctor for you." She said, turning to look at the servant girl.
"Need not."
Rong Ting refused.
Taking advantage of her turning around, he moved his arm and adjusted the angle.
Only now did he stay calm and content, resting his chin on the table, raised his long eyelashes to look at her and said, "I'm just a little tired, I'll just rest at the desk for a while."
Said to be at the desk.
In fact, he just found a position where it was easier for him to see the face of the person opposite him.
He continued to stare at her with slightly bright eyes.
…
For Jiang Rao.
The viewing angle from top to bottom weakened the hostility and aggression brought about by the narrow and long pupils, and the degree of delicacy in them was doubled.
Kind of like the way she squints when she holds the puppy from her grandfather's yard, holds its face in the palms of her hands, and scratches its chin.
Jiang Rao's palms suddenly felt itchy.
But she restrained herself.
If she didn't hold on tighter, these ledgers would never be finished.
Just now when her younger brother came over suddenly, she coaxed him first, and put the account book aside for the time being.
But besides the bills of this grain shop, there is a bank and a pawn shop behind her waiting for her...
Her father really kept what he said, when he said he would find something for her to do, he really found a lot of things for her to do.
"Then if you are in severe pain, remember to call me." She reminded Rong Ting and continued to read the account.
Originally, Jiang Rao was not in a hurry to deal with the account, and planned to wait at home for Mrs. Liu to ask the housekeepers of each shop to send the account books to her, so that she could have a look, instead of going there by herself.
Her mother also told him in advance that even if Liu Shi may have taken some money from her shop's account for private use, there is no need to worry about it.
After all, even if she hired a shopkeeper to help her family manage the shop, she would have to give some gifts during the holidays.
Since they are related relatives, there is no need to kill them all and make the two families unhappy.
When his father was a child, his uncle did help his father a lot, but he was a little confused about the accounts of the shop, so he turned a blind eye and repaid his father's favor.
Jiang Qinshi was also a girl who was pampered and raised by her family back then, she never cared about losing a little money.
Jiang Rao wanted to listen to what her mother had to say.
But after a dream last night, I didn't want to turn a blind eye.
In her dream last night, Liu Shi would speak ill of her family behind her back, saying that her father was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.
Today, I heard her younger brother talk about what Liu Shi did. Kindness was taken as a donkey's liver and lungs, Jiang Rao panicked when he thought about it.
The accounts of several shops must be settled no matter what.
If she catches Liu Shi talking nonsense in the future, she will throw this account out face to face, and Liu Shi will at least have to make up for every amount that is missing.
She went directly to the shop, and asked the shopkeeper for the shop's account books, so that the Liu family would not have the opportunity to do anything.
The shopkeeper was someone arranged by the Liu family. He was very reluctant to hand over the account books at first, and he was not willing to give it until she brought out her grandfather's name.
The shopkeeper was so hesitant, and there was something tricky in it at first glance.
But Jiang Rao didn't expect that the tricks inside would be so big.
Before letting her uncle and Mrs. Liu watch the shop, her father promised to give them 30% of the proceeds.
But actually looking at the account book, another 30% of the money was missing, and it was missing.
Before Jiang Jinxing came, she had just sorted out the past three years, and the book losses were worth thousands of taels.
It is said that Liu's family is diligent and thrifty...
It turned out that this kind of thrift...
She was so worried at this moment, she couldn't help frowning, picked up the ink pen, and circled a few strokes next to the problematic accounts.
Looking at her like this, Rong Ting's eyes instantly fell into cold needles, and he asked coldly, "Is there a problem with the accounts?"
Jiang Rao let out a "hmm", "I don't know a few big expenses."
She didn't tell Rong Ting too much about her family's scandals and trivial matters, she just said: "I'll look into it later."
But Jiang Rao really had a serious headache about this matter.
Originally, she only wanted to catch Liu's small trick, but now it seems that she accidentally caught the big one...
It's enough for two families to quarrel.
But if he really got into a serious fight with Mrs. Liu—
That might break with Dafang.
Then her father didn't know how uncomfortable it was.
In the entire Ning'anbo mansion, Fourth Master Jiang valued the relationship with his eldest brother the most. Even if the old man's heart was on his side at first, Ning Anbo, who was a fool when he was young, completely robbed the other houses. The government regards it as a hot yam.
In order not to hurt the relationship between him and his elder brother.
Jiang Rao knew this all along.
difficult...
She sighed softly, not knowing how deep her frown was.
Huai Qing suddenly felt that the eyes of His Ninth Highness had become extremely gloomy, almost chilling to the bone.
That expression can be condensed into a few words—
Someone is going to suffer.
…
as expected.
After leaving the grain shop, Huai Qing saw Rong Ting pause for a while.
Rong Ting looked back.
There was no trace of the weak and pitiful gesture on the face.
He was sitting upright in a wheelchair, his long eyes were staring coldly, and his voice sounded extraordinarily cold and deep.
He tapped his fingers, as if he had a headache, "Take Changxing, and go to check the details of the wife's natal family and what she has done in the past few years."
Changxing was the one with the best martial arts among Jiang Rao's previous recruits for the Shouhuai Palace.
Huai Qing asked cautiously: "Is the master trying to deal with Mrs. Liu?"
There was a trace of apprehension in that tone.
Rong Ting frowned.
The future wife of Ning Anbo Mansion...
Even if he can deal with it, all he can use now is some insidious tricks, which are very likely to hurt himself.
But he didn't want to call anyone to bully the person he wanted to protect.
Even if it just made the man frown, he felt in his heart... no, no.
"Just do as I tell you," Rong Ting said.