After Juan'er and the others finished cleaning the kitchen, they were assigned other tasks. Juan'er and her little friend Xiu'er were assigned to deliver charcoal.
In winter, charcoal is indispensable for heating in each house. They are responsible for delivering three days' worth of charcoal to each house.
The two of them received charcoal from the warehouse, packed it in baskets, and delivered it from house to house.
“Oops.”
Half of the delivery was done, and when they were about to arrive at Aunt Hua’er’s yard, Xiu’er passed by a flower bed and was hit by something on the crook of her leg. Her foot slipped and she fell. He had time to let out a exclamation before he crashed into the flower bed.
It was cold and freezing, and the masonry was extremely hard. The impact was quite serious. Xiuer's calf immediately began to bleed profusely, and even her cotton pants were soaked with blood.
“It hurts”
Xiuer curled her lips, tears streaming down her face.
"Sister Xiu'er, go back quickly to treat the wound and rub it with medicine, otherwise it will leave a scar." Juan'er said hurriedly and concerned.
“But, there is still so much charcoal that has not been delivered.” Xiuer said worriedly while sobbing.
"Sister Xiu'er, I'll help you go back. You can have a good rest in your room. I can deliver the charcoal myself. I've been doing manual labor since I was a child, so I'm very strong. Now there's only half a basket left. I don't have to worry about it myself." br>
Juan'er patted her chest and said, lifting the basket up to show that she could lift it by herself.
“Is it possible?” Xiuer was shaken.
"Of course it can be done, don't worry, I will ensure that the charcoal cases are delivered on time and on time." Juan'er's chest clapped loudly.
"Thank you for your hard work, Juan'er. You don't have to send me back. I can just go back by myself. I can leave by myself."
Xiu'er said gratefully to Juan'er.
So, Xiu'er limped back to treat the wound, while Juan'er carried the basket to deliver the charcoal case.
Juan'er saw that she was a small person but very strong. She carried half a basket of charcoal effortlessly. However, her memory was not good and she missed Aunt Hua'er's yard which was very close to her. All the other houses had been delivered, and finally I remembered that there was no delivery of charcoal to Aunt Hua'er's yard, so I quickly carried the basket into Aunt Hua'er's yard.
The yard was very quiet. After Juaner walked in, she closed the door and walked softly to the yard carrying the basket.
All rooms are very quiet, only the wing room has any movement.
Juaner slowly put down the basket, walked quietly to the side room, bent down to the window, and looked in through the window.
I saw that the maid who just went to the kitchen to ask for wine and delicacies from the old woman, dressed as a first-class girl, was sitting boldly at the table, with one foot on the chair next to her, with her back to the door. Eat food and drink wine.
Pouring and drinking.
The wine of the Ming Dynasty is so fragrant, better than the sake and shochu in my hometown. No wonder the governor has always wanted to conquer the south of the Ming Dynasty.
There are too many good things here, and the people here do not deserve such good land and such good things.
Juan'er leaned down, took out a dagger from her ankle, arched her body, and walked towards the door silently like a cat.
“The 20-year-old daughter’s red tastes better than the 10-year-old daughter’s red. Hiccup, not bad, not bad, especially when paired with wine and side dishes. It’s simply beautiful. Hiccup, have another glass, it’s so good. Don’t waste the wine.”
The first girl turned her back to the door, getting high from eating and drinking, muttering to herself, and burping repeatedly.
After muttering, she poured herself another glass of wine, took a bite of vegetables, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he poured himself another glass of wine and said, "I'm looking forward to the braised shark's fin tomorrow. Simmer it in chicken soup. It's waxy and crispy. It's so delicious. It's best to go with rice. I need to eat two more bowls of rice." That’s fine, I need more wine.”
In just a short while, I poured myself three glasses of wine.
What a female drunkard!
Haha, looking at her like this, she must be drunk. It’s not easy for a little drunkard to take her down.
From what I know, she lives alone in a small courtyard. No one will notice her for a while after dealing with her.
He dealt with her, put on her clothes, and sneaked into the backyard study at dusk when outsiders couldn't see her face clearly.
According to the information, the target Zhu Pingan would work in the study until midnight before going to bed every night.
At that time, sneak into the study in the name of bringing him tea. If the target doesn't find out about his problem, then give him a cup of poisonous tea and send him to his death! This poison is
If the target discovers something wrong with him, it doesn't matter. He just needs to sneak into the study and rely on his own skills to kill the target. Isn't it as easy as killing a chicken?
There was chaos in the front yard just now. After asking around, I found out that the self-righteous guy from the pharmacist missed it. This guy often pretends to be a monk to approach the target, and lowers the target's vigilance as a monk. I didn't expect that he missed it today, but But this is good news. Who makes this guy pretend to be a senior in front of him every time, and brag that he is the best ninja in the future? Now, let you pretend again!
However, we still have to thank the self-righteous idiot Yaoshi. He was caught in a hurry, and the target will definitely be relaxed.
Didn't Mingren always say that those who survive a catastrophe will be blessed with future blessings? He must be happily looking forward to future blessings.
The target never imagined that he would end his life.
Giggle
I am the number one ninja under the family governor.
Juan'er, no, it's Sachiko. She looked at the female drunkard who was still pouring herself a drink, and a cruel and cheerful smile appeared on her lips. "Drunkard, no, dead ghost, let you be my Sachiko." A stepping stone to accomplish your mission.
The greatest value in your life is that I cut your throat with a knife and give you the clothes of a first-class girl.
Don't worry, my knife is fast and accurate. I can cut your throat with one knife and let you walk quickly.
Die.
Sachiko held the dagger and quietly walked behind the drunkard who was pouring himself a drink. When the drunkard stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the food, he quickly took out the dagger in his hand that was shining with cold light. Wipe it to the fair neck of the female drunkard.
With such a white neck, a lot of blood will bleed if you cut it down, but it doesn’t matter, don’t worry, I will cover your mouth and lay you down, and I will keep a drop of blood from flowing on you. on clothes.
Not a drop.
Sachiko looked confident.
The dagger swiped at the female drunkard's neck like lightning. Sachiko could almost smell the blood. However, the next second, the female drunkard's chopsticks reversed the way she picked up the vegetables. Zi clamped his lightning-fast dagger.
My dagger is like a poor little sparrow falling into the mouth of a goshawk, unable to get in. Nani? ! ! ! ! !
Sachiko’s eyes widened in disbelief
"Giggle, hold on, mother-in-law, do you know how to assassinate?!" The female drunkard turned her head and asked with a joking look on her face. (End of this chapter)