Chapter 36 The bad result of the matchmaker, piercing through the autumn

Chapter 36 The bad results of the matchmaker, piercing through the autumn

Although Mr. Dou also knows that the mainland matchmaker did something wrong, it is too miserable to see her now. He is a scholar, how can he stand such a scene. Looking at Leng Xuanrong clenching her fists and her eyes full of chills, Mr. Dou thought she was holding her tears. Ordinary girls will be scared to cry when they see a dead cat and dog, not to mention that there is an old lady like a blood gourd lying in front of them.

Mr. Dou frowned and walked to Mr. Liang and said in a low voice, "Brother Mu Han, if you want to ask anything, please ask quickly. Don't make it difficult for Miss Xuanrong."

Mr. Liang raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Dou. Although there was still a smile on his face, he was a little dissatisfied. He snorted and said to Leng Xuanrong, "Miss Xuanrong, you were right just now. This matter started with you. How about you ask her?"

Leng Xuanrong hesitated for a moment, but when she saw Mr. Dou looking at her with concern, she put aside those concerns and strode to the mainland media woman. She squatted down and asked coldly, "Land Matchmaker, do you still know me?"

The mainland matchmaker was just kicked by Mr. Liang, and the pain made her wake up a lot. She barely opened her swollen eyelids and turned her bloody eyes, "You..." With a mouth, Lu media couldn't help taking another breath of cold air.

Leng Xuanrong said quietly, "Lu media, I'm the girl of the Leng family. It's the one where you brought people to rob the marriage. Have you forgotten?"

The mainland media woman couldn't see any expression on her face, but her body trembled.

When Leng Xuanrong saw her like that, an unprecedented sense of comfort rose in her heart.

"Lu media woman, I don't know how much money the Liu family will give you. With that money, maybe you can cure this injury. I know that although you have long known that the eldest son of the Liu family is suffering from a serious disease, you still promised to make a happy match for him. Unfortunately, things backfired. Mr. Liu's life was short-lived and died early. If you want to say who is right and who is wrong in this matter, I'm afraid only God can determine it. Is that so?"

Leng Xuanrong's voice was very low. She saw that Mrs. Lu's body was shaking more and more, and she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth and smiling.

However, she immediately stood up again and stood up to salute Mr. Dou and Mr. Liang, saying, "The little woman really doesn't know what to ask. Please make the decision."

Mr. Dou looked at Mr. Liang San and gave him a look, which meant that you could do what else you had to do as soon as possible, otherwise I would take her away.

Mr. Liang pretended not to see Mr. Dou's eyes. He staggered to the mainland media woman and raised his foot and kicked him again. The mainland media woman turned into a group. Mr. Liang's eyes did not leave Leng Xuanrong for a moment. He was calm and asked, "Miss Leng seems to have a deep grudge against this matchmaker? You seem to be happy to see me kick her?"

Leng Xuanrong was shocked. She really tried to hide her mood, but she was not good at this at all. In her previous years, she spent a muddle-headed life. When she wanted to hide herself, she could only be cold and expressionless, but that move is obviously not working now.

"I hate her..." Leng Xuanrong lowered her head and whispered.

Seeing this, Mr. Dou hurriedly reached out and patted her on the shoulder and comforted him, "What this matchmaker does will give birth to disgust, Miss Xuan Rong, this is human normal."

Leng Xuanrong nodded and involuntarily approached Mr. Dou.

Mr. Liang San stared at Mr. Dou and said, "Okay, this is human. I asked the wrong question. However, Miss Leng, there is one thing I don't understand. Please give me some advice. Mr. Liang raised his shoulders and said, "I heard the government servants say that before the matchmaker took the empty sedan chair back to Liu Chengzhuang, the news of the death of the Liu family did not even know the people of the Zhuang family, and even the subordinates of the Liu family did not know it. But you know the news. Why is this?

Leng Xuanrong had long thought that he would have this question, and she also thought of a countermeasure. Leng Xuanrong gently grabbed Mr. Dou's broad sleeves, lowered his head and whispered, "Who knows whether it's true or not... I've heard that Mr. Liu was infected with a vicious disease for a long time. The matchmaker suddenly came to my house. I'm afraid it would be such a situation. Under a scam, the matchmaker leaked her horse..."

Mr. Dou stared at Leng Xuanrong's hand holding his sleeve and couldn't help but be stunned for a while. When Leng Xuanrong said this in the end, there was obviously a cry. Mr. Dou came to his senses and hurriedly said to the third son of Liang, "Ok, Brother Mu Han, I think this matter is obvious. What Miss Xuanrong knows has also been said. It's up to you to decide how to deal with the following things."

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, and finally he was embarrassed to take Leng Xuanrong's hand. He just made a request, "Miss Xuanrong, let's go."

Leng Xuanrong breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded and followed Mr. Dou and walked to the door. She couldn't help looking back at the mainland media woman again. However, as soon as her eyes fell back to the room, she suddenly found Mr. Liang San, who stood beside the mainland media woman and sneered.

Leng Xuanrong's body trembled and his footsteps immediately stopped, but at this time, Mr. Dou whispered in her ear, "Miss Xuanrong, it's not like going to my dust study to rest for a while, how about it?"

Leng Xuanrong was stunned and then nodded.

The two went out of the county government's private house and took a soft sedan chair to the dyeing dust study.

At noon, Mr. Dou asked someone to prepare meals and insisted on leaving Leng Xuanrong here for lunch.

Leng Xuanrong knew that Mr. Dou was not only a disciple of Zhang Chengmu, the hermit of the previous dynasty, but also after the prominent big family in the glorious country.

"My uncle in my mother's family is a close friend of my master, so I have the opportunity to worship my master." Mr. Dou said to Leng Xuanrong while cooking.

Leng Xuanrong vaguely remembers that when she was in the imperial city in her previous life, she heard that Mr. Dou was also with another high-ranking person, but Leng Xuanrong couldn't remember who that person was at all. However, in this way, she also realized that there should be something important waiting for him to do in a small place like Kunyan County.

As for what it is, Leng Xuanrong will never ask.

The experience of her in her previous life told her that there are some things that the less they know, the better, especially those involving former hermits, nobles in the country, and mysterious things usually accompanied by great dangers.

The most indispensable thing around Leng Xuanrong now is all kinds of dangers.

After this meal, Leng Xuanrong thanked Mr. Dou for his kindness before going home.

Along the way, she recalled what happened today, which was basically her expectation. Although the third son of Liang feels more and more difficult to deal with, he has not yet confronted him head-on so far. Leng Xuanrong did not dare to take it lightly, but she was really helpless. She knew that the relationship between Mr. Liang and Mr. Dou was good, but if she had been thinking about Mr. Dou, she always felt that her heart was full of guilt. Mr. Dou sincerely helped her, and she always didn't want to destroy the right sense of trust between the two.

When Leng Xuanrong returned home, she was stunned as soon as she entered the door.

I saw a man sitting there casually in the main hall with a cup of steaming tea in his hand.

"Yo, are you back?" The man didn't raise his eyes and carefully took a sip of tea.

Three sons of Liang?

Leng Xuanrong never thought that he would come to her house while she was away.

Mr. Liang put down the teacup and asked coldly, "Did you have lunch with Mr. Dou?"

Leng Xuanrong was a little nervous. She could only whisper to herself in the bottom of her heart that all the flaws had been filled by herself. There was no problem, no problem!

"Mr. Dou's beauty, the little woman dares not refuse..." Leng Xuanrong whispered and asked Mr. Liang San with a puzzled face, "Mr. Liang, why did you condescend to come here again?"

Mr. Liang smiled and said, "I haven't finished talking yet. Naturally, I'm coming."

Leng Xuanrong's heart trembled when he heard the words.

"Didn't they all say it in the bamboo building?"

Mr. Liang shook his head, stood up and walked to Leng Xuanrong and whispered, "Don't you also know that Hao Wei is too honest. How can we speak freely in front of him?"

A cold sweat oozed from Leng Xuanrong's forehead. She really couldn't figure out what Mr. Liang was going to say.

"That matchmaker..." Mr. Liang continued, "Not long after you left, he died of serious injury and died."

Speaking of this, he fell behind Leng Xuanrong and asked in a very cold voice, "How's it going? Are you happy this time? You showed a unwilling expression before you left... It's really heartbreaking..."

Dead...

What can I do if I die?

Leng Xuanrong's eyebrows are locked. She can't feel any joy at all now. Instead, the huge sense of crisis brought by Mr. Liang made her breathless.

"You little girl is a little interesting." Mr. Liang took two steps towards the door and raised his voice and said, "You can take out a talking brush, dream of when the sick man will die, you can conjure up a mysterious man to help you in a crisis, and you can play tricks to trick that nerd..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned around, stared at Leng Xuanrong coldly, gritted his teeth and continued, "But remember, if you hit that nerd again, don't blame the third son, I won't pity Xiang Xiyu."

After saying that, he suddenly smiled again and turned around and strode away from the old house.

There was only Leng Xuanrong left in the room, and she was completely stunned.

Mr. Liang's words wanted to make a sound of thunder, and the rest of the sound was still echoing in her mind.

Did he find it?

was found by him?

No, no. He just speculated, otherwise he wouldn't have just said these words.

Leng Xuanrong stepped back two steps to sit down, but her feet softened and she sat on the ground with a plop. She resisted the pain, picked up her knees and sat there, trembling uncontrollably.