Rong Ting made up his mind.

He died when he was eight years old.

I will never bring this up in front of her again in the future.

...

There is an account book on the small round table, next to the account book, a small abacus and a red pen.

Jiang Rao reopened the ledger and asked Rong Ting, "How long will it take you to go back to Egret Academy?"

For those scholars who can enter the Egret Academy, apart from the day when the list is released, today is the most beautiful time.

When they came out of the academy, everyone on the road gave him a high look, and wherever they went, there would be envious eyes.

How many people are willing to be willing to be willing to such a moment of unparalleled beauty.

"Another hour."

"It's too noisy on the street, 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 in her heart. If it were her, she would not want to go back to the desolate and cold palace that brought so much suffering.

Outside the palace, he only recognized her again.

Just indulge Rong Ting here.

"But I have an account, so I can't talk to you."

Jiang Rao looked at Rong Ting's homeless eyes, and there was an inexplicable sense of guilt in her expression.

"Just keep doing the billing, I'll stay here for a while." Rong Ting looked good, "I'll be quiet."

His voice was low, as if he was afraid of being driven away.

Only after ten days can't come out of Bailu Academy, and can't see her.

Deep in the eyes, there is greed.

A piece of cold jade as white as the moonlight fell on his waist, lustrous and lustrous, swaying gently.

Huai Qing didn't know why his highness suddenly sent him back to the palace to find this jade jade accessory.

Instead, he thought that His Highness regarded this jade as a mascot.

But when he suddenly saw the hairpin on Jiang Rao's head.

What didn't understand in heart became clear.

The same moon white, about the same luster and texture.

It looks like it's made from the same piece of jade.

No wonder His Highness has always placed the jade around his waist so that it will not be blocked by anything and exposed.

Showing off all the way, it was obvious that he wanted passersby to see what he was wearing.

Rong Ting slowly raised his eyes and looked at the hairpin on Jiang Rao's head.

At the same time, was happy, and at the same time, was secretly uneasy because of those bastard things did when was a child.

She lowered her head to settle accounts, her height was lower than his, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

stared

Yes, sitting upright and leaning down slightly, propping up his head, he tilted his head to look at her.

The young man's eyes were cautious, as if he was looking at the most precious treasure.

He is more and more regretful

When he was eight years old, he had no eyeballs and didn't even look at her carefully.

She must have looked good in mud.

Change pushed her away four times.

And now there is no chance.

Rong Ting was slightly annoyed.

Jiang Rao turned over a few pages, and 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 there at your desk?"

Rong Ting's brows were calm, without the slightest embarrassment of being caught. Instead, he gently raised his brows.

Sick look, eyes floating pain.

"I have a headache," he said.

This cute, weak and helpless look...

Huai Qing sighed softly in her heart.

Originally, he was a eunuch in the deep palace, and he had seen many ways for palace concubines to compete for favor.

But looking at the current Ninth Highness, one would feel that he had seen less of the world.

Although he sighed in his heart, he said in a timely manner...

"His Royal Highness Ninth got up from Yin Shi today, and he didn't have a moment to rest. Maybe he was tired and had a headache."

Jiang Rao had always been very nervous about Rong Ting's body, so she stopped playing the abacus and counting beads, "Would you like to see the doctor?"

"It's not very painful." Rong Ting looked at her without blinking.

"What about your leg injury? Will it hurt?" Jiang Rao looked at him nervously.

Rong Ting's eyes flashed a bit of guilt.

His leg injury is almost completely healed by now, except for horseback riding, shooting and hunting, which is no different from ordinary people.

But at present, apart from him, only his father knows about the recovery of his legs.

But when he missed the best time to tell her, he didn't know how to speak.

Thinking that every time she was worried about his leg injury, she would think about him one more time, and she couldn't open her mouth even more.

He wanted to wait until he recovered to the point where he could shoot and hunt on horseback before telling her.

Although Huaiqing was by Rong Ting's side, Rong Ting didn't need anyone to serve him when he dressed and bathed. What Huai Qing saw was always his appearance in a wheelchair.

In addition, Huai Qing had heard rumors in the palace, the palace was boiling with soup, and they all said that the legs of the Ninth Highness were so serious that the needles were all pierced, and they were not conscious.

He was startled when he heard it, and said softly, "Four girls, the master's leg injury is more serious."

Rong Ting slightly moved his eyes away and said vaguely:

"You don't have to worry too much, it's much better than when you were in Yecheng."

Master and servant in two words.

Hearing it in Jiang Rao's ears, it was like Rong Ting said that her leg injury had improved a lot, just to comfort her without worrying.

In fact, it was a serious injury.

There was more pity in her eyes.

Divine Doctor Ren said that if you have a strong body, you will get better faster, and the fastest, after a little effort of half a year, will almost recover.

Rong Ting must have suffered a lot when he was a child. In that year in Yecheng, before meeting her, he had no food to eat and no one to care about. He was weak and slow to get better.

pitful.

"I'll find a doctor for you instead." She said, turning to look at the maid.

"Need not."

Rong Ting refused.

Taking advantage of her to turn around, he moved his arm and adjusted the angle.

This time he stayed honest and calm, resting his chin on the desk, raised his long eyelashes to look at her and said, "I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine at the desk for a while."

Said it was a case.

In fact, he just found a position where it was easier for him to see the face of the person facing him.

He continued to look up at her with a pair of slightly sullen eyes.

...

For Jiang Rao.

Looking down from the top-down perspective weakened the sense of hostility and aggression in his eyes due to their long and narrow eyes, and the degree of pity in them was multiplied.

Kind of like the way she hugged the puppy in her grandfather's yard, holding its face in her palms and squinting when she scratched its chin.

Jiang Rao's palms suddenly felt itchy.

But she held back.

If she didn't hurry up, she wouldn't be able to read the books at all.

Just now her younger brother came over suddenly, she was coaxing him first, and the ledger was put aside for the time being.

But in addition to the account of this grain shop, there is a silver shop and a pawn shop's account waiting for her...

Her father really lived up to what he said, saying that he would find something for her to do, and he really found a lot of things for her to do.

"Then if you are in severe pain, remember to call me." She told 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 Liu to ask the housekeeper of each shop to send the account book to her, so that she could have a look.

Her mother also told him in advance that even if the Liu family might have debited some money from her shop's account for personal use, there is no need to worry about it.

After all, even if she hired a shopkeeper to help her family run the shop, she would have to give some gifts during the festivals.

Since they are relatives who are close relatives, there is no need to kill them all, making the two families unhappy.

his daddy is little

At that time, his uncle really helped his father a lot, and the shop's accounts were a little confused.

Jiang Qinshi was also a girl who was spoiled and raised by the family back then. She never cared about losing a little money.

Jiang Rao wanted to listen to her mother's words.

But after a dream last night, didn't want to close one eye.

In her dream last night, Mrs. Liu spoke ill of her family behind her back, saying that her father was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

Today heard her brother talk about Liu's actions again. Kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, Jiang Rao panicked when she thought about it.

The accounts of several shops must be calculated clearly no matter what.

If she catches Liu Shi talking nonsense in the future, she will throw the account out in person, and Liu Shi will have to make up for the amount of each missing amount at least.

She went directly to the shop and asked the shopkeeper to check the account books in the shop, lest Mrs Liu have the opportunity to do anything.

The shopkeeper was someone the Liu family had arranged here. At first, he was reluctant to hand over the account books, until she moved out of her grandfather's name, and he was willing to give it.

The shopkeeper was so hesitant, and there was something tricky in it.

But Jiang Rao didn't expect that the tricks in it would be so big.

Just before letting her uncle and Liu Shi watch the shop, her father promised to give them 30% of the money.

But when I actually looked at the ledger, another 30% of the money was missing and disappeared.

Before Jiang Jinxing came, she had sorted out the past three years, and the book losses were in the thousands of taels of silver.

It is said that the Liu family is diligent and thrifty...

It turned out to be such diligence...

She was so worried at this moment, her brows could not help frowning, she picked up the red pen, and spent a few pens beside the account in question.

Rong Ting looked at her like this, and his eyes instantly fell into a cold needle, and he asked coldly, "Is there a problem with the accounts?"

Jiang Rao gave a "hmm", "I don't know how many big expenses."

She didn't tell Rong Ting too much about her parents' shortcomings and trivial matters, she only said: "I'll check it out in the future."

But Jiang Rao really had a bad headache about it.

She originally only wanted to catch Liu's small handle, but now it seems that she accidentally caught a big one...

Enough for the two to make a fuss.

But if you really had a bad fight with Liu Shi

That might be about to break with the big house.

Then her father didn't know how uncomfortable it was.

In the entire Ning Anbo Mansion, Jiang Siye valued the relationship with his elder brother the most. Even if the old man's heart was biased towards him at first, he was a fool when he was young and completely robbed Ning Anbo of the other rooms. The government regarded it as a hot yam.

In order not to hurt the relationship between him and his eldest brother.

Jiang Rao has always known this.

It's hard to do...

She sighed softly, not knowing how deeply her brows were furrowed.

Huai Qing suddenly felt that the gaze of his Ninth Highness had become so gloomy that it was cold to the bone.

That expression is condensed into a few words

Someone is going to suffer.

...

as expected.

After leaving the grain shop, Huai Qing saw Rong Ting stop for a while.

Rong Ting glanced back.

There was no trace of the weak and pitiful gesture on his face.

He was sitting upright in a wheelchair, his long eyes stared coldly, and his voice sounded particularly cold and low.

He tapped his fingers lightly, as if he had a headache, "Take Changxing to check the details of the madam's family in the Jiang family's house and what she has done in the past few years."

Changxing was the one with the best martial arts among the palace servants that Jiang Rao had hired for Shouhuai Palace.

Huai Qing asked cautiously, "Does the master want to deal with Mrs. Liu?"

There was a hint of apprehension in that tone.

Rong Ting frowned.

The future wife of Ning An Bo's house...

Even if he can deal with it, now he can only use some insidious tricks, and it is very likely that he will damage himself.

But he didn't want to call anyone and bully the people he wanted to protect.

Even if it was just to make the man frown, he felt in his heart... No, no.

"Just do as I ordered." Rong Ting said.