The trembling needle tip quietly approached Yang Ling's back neck. Gao Wenxin knew that the needle would only feel a little numb and itchy under the needle, just like a hair gently brushing by. Yang Ling would never notice anything. Then he could have a strong sexual desire in a state of psychedelicity. After the spring breeze and jade dew were in love overnight, would he still use such ridiculous reasons to reject himself?

The poor goddess doctor taught himself the "Golden Phoenix Jade Butterfly" acupuncture technique passed down by the Gao family, and has been used to save the world and save people. The only time he made an exception was for Yang Ling, and he used his unique skills to turn an ordinary person into a madman. Now he made an exception for the second time, and wanted to turn a girl into a young woman, but it was still for him. I don’t know how much money he owed him in his previous life and didn’t pay it back.

But this time... the guilt was so strong, her heart was beating like a galloping horse, and the needle was shivering. If she could recognize the acupoints in this way, it would be really a ghost. At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly sighed softly. Although the sound was very light, Gao Wenxin immediately brushed the needle in her sleeve and asked guiltily: "You...why are you sighing?"

Yang Ling poured some medicinal wine into her palm, gently rubbed her ankles, and said with a smile: "Your feet are really beautiful. Although many people are beautiful women, their feet are not as good as you. If such slender and charming feet are... in the Eastern Country overseas, you can make a fortune every day."

Gao Wenxin has been to Jiaofangsi, and is also a lady with a high tutoring literacy, so she is most afraid of being compared to a prostitute. When she heard this, she turned aside. She bit her lip and smiled sadly for a while, and said quietly: "Although my maid has been to Jiaofangsi, she also knows that she is self-esteem and love. Fortunately, she is rescued from the fire pit by the master. Otherwise, if the maid is humiliated, she will definitely not live in the world. Why should the master use this to humiliate me?"

Yang Ling was shocked and hurriedly explained: "You misunderstood. At that time... in that country, the habits and customs were different from those of my Ming Dynasty. The beauty was like writing poetry and painting now. Uh... it can be exchanged for money rightly. I have no intention of humiliating you in my heart."

Writing poems and paintings for money? Just like Tang Bohu's paintings in the spring palace? Isn't it the same bitch used to sell? Tang Wenxin was even more sad about this explanation. He couldn't help but twist his body and lie on the quilt and cry. Yang Ling was both amazed and laughed. What were the problems of people at this time? He praised her for her beautiful feet and had so many problems.

He stood up and pretended to be fierce and said, "Don't cry, I just saw that you are so beautiful, I sincerely praised you, you are pure and innocent, and you will never hesitate to show your ambitions. Don't others know that I don't know? How could you despise you? It's really..."

Gao Wen was still sad. After hearing Yang Ling praise her for her clean and purity, a deep heart suddenly felt ashamed: What's wrong with me? If I really use this method to deceive the master, what would he think of me if the master became suspicious in the future? The women in this tribe are all immersed in pig cages. Wouldn't I become a female flower-picking thief, even such a slutty woman?

No! I want to go to Zhang Tianshi. I ask him to deduce the adult's fate. If you like him, you must be upright and marry into the Yang family in a clean manner. You cannot use such despicable means.

Seeing that her crying was weak, Yang Ling couldn't help but collapsed. She changed her face and begged, "My aunt, please be gentle, and let people hear me and think I'm doing you?"

At this time, Gao Wenxin lay on the bed, her robe was pressed against her body, and her round and plump buttocks rose high. Yang Ling said "Be gentle" and suddenly thought of the four talents in Jiangnan who said with a smile: "Let's go back and give me a gentle reminder", and couldn't help but look at her buttocks with a thief.

Gao Wenxin heard his warm voice begging him. Although she was a little disappointed in her heart, she didn't dare to be arrogant because of her favor. She turned her head and was about to speak, but she saw Yang Ling's eyes that glanced at her body, and her pretty face became hot. Yang Ling withdrew her gaze and saw that she was caught by someone, and couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "I... I think... I see if your ankle is swollen, take a good rest, I'll go out first. If... if it's really inconvenient, I'll ask Mo Qinghe to send two maids to serve you."

"Don't..." Gao Wenxin sat up quickly, wiped the tears on his cheeks, and said, "Who knows what Eunuch Gu wants to do? Don't let his people come here in Xiqianyuan. Maid... Maid doesn't matter."

Yang Ling said "Yes, then you can rest. I'll ask someone to bring dinner into the room for you." After saying that, he didn't wait for Gao Wenxin to speak again, and hurriedly escaped in shame.

Gao Wenxin looked at the bead curtain swaying in the door, and then sighed sadly for a while. She took out a golden needle from her sleeve and slowly inserted it back into her post. Thinking of Yang Ling's eyes just now, she couldn't help but be happy and ashamed. The woman was happy for the one who was pleased. If she had known that he was looking at... she would look back later and let him see enough.

Gao Wenxin thought so, and she felt that the soles of her feet that had just been touched by Yang Ling became itchy. A heat stream slowly spread from the soles of her feet to her heart, and even her heart became itchy. Inadvertently, a red tide had quietly crawled over her eyebrows and her face...

On the second day, the imperial envoy Yang Ling returned to invite the gentry and celebrities in Hangzhou. Yang Ling was the host, and Hangzhou magistrate Yang Mengying and the eunuch Mo Qinghe were accompanying him. They held a banquet at the "Lu Garden" of West Lake, which is one of the ten scenic spots.

The three giants were treating each other together. How great was it? Hangzhou gentry and celebrities gathered together and came to call. Yang Ling smiled happily, raised his glasses to toast the table, listening to their flattery and flattering achievements in pacifying the Japanese and protecting the people, and with a humble look, he looked proud and proud. Occasionally, someone asked him about his itinerary, but Yang Ling only said that he would return to the capital immediately after inspecting the Longshan garrison, so he would hold a banquet to thank the Hangzhou gentry for their kind hospitality.

Yang Ling was drinking, and suddenly noticed someone on the opposite side seemed to be like him winking. Yang Ling looked carefully and saw that he was Huang Zhiyu, the head of the guards, who was in charge of the guards. Yesterday, he went to investigate the suspicious boy and followed the family to the family. He used some means to inquire about the surrounding neighbors and found out that the family has lived here for generations. The child's father's surname was Zhan, who made a living by placing tourists and tours. His mother worked as a weaver at the weaver Gaoming Mansion. Although the child was a little disabled, he was the only seedling of the Zhan family, so the couple loved him very much.

Yang Ling was originally holding on to hope that the child might have been adopted after being sent to Gao Zhihu's house, but there was no doubt at all. He immediately ordered Huang Zhanzhang to find out the orphans sheltered in the Mo family to see if they were still in the Zhihu's house.

Huang Zhangban and others were promoted from Yang Ling's personal army and scout camp. They learned all kinds of methods and methods from these detective sites from Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing. Since they became fans, they have been trained by Wu Jie for a while. Now they are all experts in this art.

Mo Qinghe is no longer aware of his hands and eyes. If someone really wants to find out the whereabouts of those children, he can't hide the dozens of living people. Before, it was just because no one asked about the orphans. Now Yang Ling is determined to investigate, but it doesn't take much effort. Huang Zhiyu got the exact news and hurried back to report to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling winked at him and asked him to wait on the Quqiao next to him. Then he toasted a few more tables of wine. Seeing that Eunuch Gu and Prefect Yang were being held by an acquaintance, he quietly turned to Quqiao.

The pavilions and towers in Lu Garden are full of flowers and plants, and flowers are swaying everywhere. The precious peonies such as "Drunk Concubine" and "San Break the Love of the Three Changes" are blooming in bowls of flowers, emitting a faint fragrance. The clear water under the curved bridge is like a mirror, and when someone comes, they squeeze in from all directions. They jump out of the water one after another, as if someone is washing a piece of red cloth on the water.

Yang Ling walked to the bridge, holding the railing and looking at the water, as if he was unable to drink and rested for a while. Huang Zhanshang was very alert and pretended to come over to support him, and then whispered: "Sir, according to the humble position, Eunuch Gu has been guarding Jiangnan for five years. It is said that after he married Dai Louer, the first prostitute in Chunyu Xinghualou, three years ago, he followed his wife's advice. He did good deeds, built bridges and roads, set up sanctuaries, and took orphans into various weaving workshops as servants. So far, with the last time the child has taken in 35."

Yang Ling nodded and asked, "Are those children still working at the homes of those weavers?"

Huang Zhanshang shook his head and whispered: "All of them are gone!"

Yang Ling turned his head suddenly and looked at him, asking anxiously: "Where is the person?"

Huang Zhangban said: "I asked about the situation of a child. He pretended to be the child's distant uncle from Shaanxi to visit relatives. He went to the Iron House for inquiries. According to the Iron House, the child was bought after less than a month. Because the children did not sell themselves to the Iron House, the Iron House was afraid that I would sue him for abducting people, so he said that the money was just the money for food and accommodation for the child during this period. The child was spotted by a wealthy businessman in Suzhou and said that he was smart and smart and took him back to his house as a servant, which was much better than seeking a survival at the Iron House.

Bei Zhi was afraid that he would only use this identity to arouse suspicion from others, so he used bribery and other means to visit other Iron Houses. It was strange that those children were bought by others in less than a month. What’s even more strange is that the buyer was the same person, a famous landlord in Suzhou, named Li Gui."

"Li Gui? This name is so familiar..." Yang Ling thought about it, and suddenly remembered the Li Gui he saw at Hanshan Temple in Suzhou. He couldn't help but feel suspicious. Li Gui's family has a huge amount of money and his servants have more than 1,000 servants. It is not suspicious to buy a few orphans. It is so suspicious that he bought all the orphans in Mo Qinghe's adopted place, and all within a month. He mainly used usury and land management to make money, which had nothing to do with the weaving industry. Even if he came to Hangzhou every month, he did not go to the weaving house to search for the unknown orphans.

Furthermore..., when he saw that he was very in awe of Eunuch Mo that day, he used grain to repay the loan with land. If he wanted to make a fortune, it was not surprising that he would flatter him and welcome him. But if he took in the orphans he found by Mo Qinghe in order to please Mo Qinghe, he would not have told him the truth for three years."

Yang Ling was shocked when he thought of Mo Qinghe's intentional act of using a fake orphan to relieve his heart. A thought was about to come out: No matter what strange it was, Mo Qinghe must have known about it, and he didn't dare to let himself know about it, so on the way back, he hurriedly arranged for someone to find a fake orphan at the Weaver home. No wonder he took the initiative to ask himself to inspect the situation of weaver in Hangzhou after returning to the city..."

Thinking of this, Yang Ling said to Huang Zhangban: "Can our eyeliner be placed in Suzhou?"

Huang Zhangban said proudly: "Sir, our intelligence network is developing very rapidly. After you left the south of the Yangtze River, Yuzhangtou focused on the development of the Yangtze River. Now, we are already stationed in several big cities in the south of the Yangtze River."

Yang Ling was very happy when he heard this. He thought for a while and sneered: "Okay, check that Li Gui right away! Not only does he check the whereabouts of that child, he also needs to check Li Gui's background. In just a few years, his wealth is close to Wu Jiyuan, the richest man in Wuzhong, who has a history of a hundred years. Now he thinks about it.

Most of the local wealthy families have transportation governments, and the Wu family is no exception, but Li Gui's wealth is not as good as the Wu family. He dared to be so rude to Wu Jiyuan that day, and there must be a backer that is stronger than the Wu family behind him, so he must be careful when he checks him and tell me any news immediately."

Huang Zhangshang nodded, and at this moment, Mo Qinghe walked over with a smile and said, "Mr. Yang, can't you drink well?"

Yang Ling waved his hand and asked Huang Zhangshang to walk away. Then he laughed at the old man from Digu who was increasingly unable to understand and said, "Watching fish in Huagang is indeed so beautiful. I just drank a little anxiously and took a break for a while, and then I felt better."

Mo Qinghe glanced quickly. Seeing that the person who had just supported Yang Ling backed down and did not leave, he just stood at the bridge, as if he was the attendant in charge of the guard, a hint of suspicion in his eyes disappeared. He walked happily to Yang Ling, raised his hand and threw a handful of fish food into the water. The fish heads were crowded, as if a ball of red waves were surging. The fish were so crowded that they could not even see the water. If he reached out to catch it, he could easily catch a few koi.

Mo Qinghe couldn't help but sigh: "If the fish pass the hook, they will not be fooled easily. However, the fish raised in this pond only know how to receive offerings and are not wary of people. If it weren't for this heavenly place, fishing bare-shirting fish would be too bad, so I almost wanted to go down and catch a few to drink."

Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Man dies for money, birds die for food. These fish are trapped in this pond, but they can't escape if they want to escape. Instead of doing this, it's better to enjoy yourself. If you think too much, you will find troubles on your own."

After hearing the words "people die for money, birds die for food", Mo Qinghe's smile froze on his face. He was raising his hand and throwing out a handful of fish food, but his arms were paused, and most of them fell directly under the bridge.

Yang Ling looked at the fish that was rushing over, and seemed to be very emotional: "Life is a lifetime, a autumn, and apart from youth and old age, how long can it take to spend the whole world and enjoy the glory? So you must have the pleasure of life!"

Mo Qinghe was overjoyed, and he smiled happily, "Your words woke up from the dreamer. Hu Hu was taught. I heard that you were going to Longshanwei and you were going back to Beijing. Hu Hu wanted to prepare some local products for you to take back to Beijing, but I heard that you have bought some, but I don't know what to buy at this time. Please accept this little bit of slimness. If you encounter any happy objects along the way, Hu Hu can be regarded as expressing your feelings."

Yang Ling took it and saw that the silver notes were thick, all with a maximum limit of ten thousand taels of silver. He was shocked. What a great gift this was. The elegant gift given by the gentry and celebrities was at most ten thousand taels, which was not even a fraction of his.

If he had such a valuation before today, he would not dare to accept the land, but at this time he calmly accepted it, quickly stuffed it into his sleeve, and said with a smile: "When traveling to Jiangnan, the three guards, Lord Limo, are the most famous, collect taxes for the country, and spare no effort. I am very satisfied with this governor. I am in charge of the capital, and there are still entrusted to you in the local area. Jiangnan is a granary of the world and a rich treasure land. I will rely more on you in the future."

Mo Qinghe has not been idle these days. The inner factory has made a different path and opened up wealth through shipping and land transportation. The news that the power of the world has reached his ears. After the battle of Haining, he has witnessed the strength of the inner factory and Yang Ling's ability with his own eyes. He has decided to be loyal to Yang Ling and will follow him from then on.

However, there is no corruption in the world. The difference is that there is more greed than less. As soon as Yang Ling left the capital, he found out that Yang Ling was the attendant of the crown prince and walked into the palace every day. He was very honest in his official position. Later, the people in the capital reported that he was thrown into death row for the people, so he was always afraid of him.

Yang Ling brought a whole ship of private goods as soon as he arrived in Jiangnan, which surprised him. Later, he saw him accepting gifts and purchasing Jiangnan specialties. Yang Ling's image in his heart was completely reversed. After listening to this timely and enjoying the high-spirited speech today, he immediately presented the generous gift he had prepared to express his loyalty.

When he heard Yang Ling's words, Mo Qinghe immediately smiled and said, "My lord is too proud. He has long admired his reputation. Now he is a subordinate of his master. He should do his best to be loyal to the country and serve for him. I hope he will cultivate more."

Yang Ling laughed, patted his shoulder gently, and said meaningfully: "This is natural. As long as Mr. Gu treats me, Yang Ling, then... as long as I, Mr. Yang, you, Mr. Gu, are indispensable."

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He said with a smile and pointed to the koi in the water and said, "Today I am a little nervous. I look at the fish swimming in the water again. It feels different from the past. Others think this fish is stupid. It turns out that they truly understand the samadhi of life. Haha, I am not a fish, I don't know the joy of fish!"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "I am not me, can you tell me that my happiness?"
Chapter completed!