The Precious Lady – Chapter 129

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第129章 急流勇退
秉持着温婉说过的他只需要负责技术这一块,马昌顺压下心头疑惑,冷不丁温婉下一句话又让他眼皮一跳。

“先解散伙计吧。给大家放假。事情解决好后…再让他们回来!”

“不可!”马昌顺鲜有这样激烈反对温婉的时候,老好人脸青了又白,白了又青,搜刮满肚子才想出几个理由来,“眼下是碧芳酒发酵的关键时刻!酒坊离不得人!”

“留你、冯水根,还有那个叫李阿贵的——”

马昌顺急得团团转,这制酒到了关键环节,虽说只是盯着发酵,可最近天气多变,随时随地得有人在,那些酒宝贝就跟他儿子一样,冷了得加衣,热了得给它降温,这口感但凡差点意思,无异于砸了温家酒坊这招牌!

“只是暂时。”温婉便安抚他,“马师傅,我会尽快揪出内鬼,尽量不影响酒坊的生产。”

一句“内鬼”把马昌顺给干糊涂了,眼见四下无人,后院一片死寂,他觉得身上凉飕飕的。

“内鬼…少东家觉得这把火…是咱们自己人干的?”

此情此景,那小娘子脸上是凉沁沁的笑,她指了指青石板上那个硕大的鞋底印子,“脚印朝内,这个人要么是从山下来的,要么是从前院绕到这里的,无论哪一种,黑灯瞎火不熟悉路的可不敢走。”

马昌顺顺着温婉指的方向一看,果然看见地面上的黑泥脚印!

得亏前几天一直下雨!
马昌顺弯腰脱下自己的鞋,当着温婉的面就把鞋子放那脚印上比对起来。

温婉两眼一黑,险些被熏晕过去——

马师傅啊,您真不知道自己脚有味是吧?
温婉后退两步,捏着鼻子,“待会让红梅来,以给大家发福利的名义,登记所有人的尺码。谁和这脚印对得上,谁就是凶手!”

马昌顺比划了一阵儿,穿上鞋子,回头看温婉躲在身后好几丈远,脸上呐呐的挂不住,哎哟,一时激动,忘记自己脚臭——

马昌顺抠脑袋,“少东家,抓了凶手以后呢,直接送官?”

“不必,装作没看见,盯着他就行。”

“啊……”

“按我说的做!”

温婉回到家的时候,温老爹已经幽幽转醒,听闻温家酒坊被烧,竟然出乎意料的平静,“咱们家被人给盯上了!”

至于这个人是谁,父女俩心知肚明。

温老爹不愧是在生意场上摸爬滚打了几十年的人,对局势的敏感度可见一斑。

温婉坐在他床头,替他后腰塞上一个软枕,不动声色的拨亮灯台。

小娘子眼眸黑沁沁的,这样山雨欲来的时刻,偏不见她有一丝一毫的慌张。

素手一拨,屋内亮了几分。

温维明的脸青黑青黑的,眼窝凹陷,双眸也没了往日的神采,他拉着温婉的手,艰难启齿:“实在不行…把酒坊卖了吧?”

温婉不说话。

温维明咬咬牙,“元家就是朝着咱家酒坊来的。若是我们执意不肯交出酒坊,以后这样的事少不了!”

见温婉一脸迟疑,温维明干脆一狠心,“这次的病来得蹊跷,我好端端的,一进茶楼就出了事…我怀疑…是元六郎暗中派人给我下了毒!”

温婉眉梢一挑,“下毒?”

“我连日来调养生息,就连严大夫也说我身体大好。既然大好,何故忽生恶疾?”温维明脸上难得显出一抹犹疑之色,若绿萍那事儿发生后,他还能豪情万丈的说一句跟元家干!
可是眼下,他拿什么干?

他温维明拖家带口,一大家子老的老,小的小,家底又不如元家丰厚,手段也不如元六郎阴毒。经过这突然病重和酒坊被烧一事后,温维明心中已萌生退意。

温婉盯着温老爹,那女子眼睛通亮,仿佛看穿温维明的心思,“爹是不敢和元家斗了?”

温维明苦笑,“女儿,形势比人强,为争一口气把我们全家人都搭进去不值当。绿萍那事…若是下一次发生在你或是温静身上,那是剜你老爹的心啊——”

温婉抿唇不说话。

温老爹只好继续语重心长的劝,“都说留得青山在不愁没柴烧。昔日酒坊光景好的时候,我在乡下购置了几十亩良田,可保我们下半辈子生活无忧。若能破财消灾急流勇退,何尝不是一种智慧?千金万银…不如我们一家健康平安。”

“爹爹的顾虑…我听明白了。”温婉抬头,轻轻叹息,却不吐口自己的意见,只问:“那爹爹打算怎么做?”

温维明没想好。

即使想好,也不和女儿说。

女儿或许有些手段,可既然是举白旗投降,难免要被元敬羞辱。这样伏低做小的事,只能是他温维明。

温维明打定主意后,往腰枕上一靠,半阖上眼睛,语气疲累:“兹事体大,容我再考虑考虑。”

“好。爹若是想清楚,也告诉我一声。你我父女同心,便没有过不去的坎儿。”

温老爹别过脸去,也不知是否听到她的话。

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次日一大早,朱旺便提着大包小包上门来探望温维明。

隔了老远,就听见朱旺的哀嚎声,“哎哟,我那苦命的老弟哦,这怎么…怎么就又病倒了…你瞧瞧你这几日瘦的……”

最后一句话咽进喉咙里。

不对啊。

瞧着温维明气色不错啊。

人也没见多少消瘦。

温维明虚弱的咳嗽两声,一旁伺候的仆人连忙捧上汤药,伺候温维明喝下。

朱旺的关心真情实意,不见半点作伪,只差没流下两滴泪以表忠心,“温老弟,你这是怎么了?前段时间不是眼瞅着身子大好了,这怎么…一夜之间…又倒下了?”

温维明对朱旺观感不佳,又疑心酒坊朱旺和元六郎藕断丝连,语气不免淡漠,“无妨,还死不了。”

朱旺是自来熟,热脸贴了个冷屁股也不恼,“哎哟,我的好老弟,咱们这个年纪可得注意身体。手里的权力该放得放,你家大姑娘能干,酒坊的事情让她操心去!”

温维明厌烦朱旺,可出售酒坊一事还得请朱旺帮忙,他只能软了语气,“哪儿就这样撒手?婉娘还小,做事情难免没有分寸。若非她年轻气盛,又怎会得罪那元六郎?”

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The Precious Lady

The Precious Lady

万金娘子
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The text is as follows: "【The Merchant Lady vs. The Cunning Power Lord】 It is said that the Wen family in Ping County has a fortune made of gold and jewels, even the bowls for eating are made of gold. Unfortunately, Old Master Wen has difficulty producing heirs, with only two daughters. With Old Master Wen gravely ill, the Wen family is about to be stripped bare by relatives. The newly arrived Wen Wan is quite anxious. She desperately needs a well-behaved and docile son-in-law—just as Wei Zheng, the Marquis of Huai'an, who was sent to Jiangnan to investigate a case, is ambushed and left in critical condition, he is knocked unconscious and urgently delivered to Wen Wan’s bed. The amnesiac Wei Zheng becomes the Wen family's son-in-law Zhao Heng. His hand that once wielded a sword turns into one that cooks soup. Finally, Wen Wan diagnoses a pregnancy and without hesitation throws the drugged Wei Zheng into the snow-capped mountains five hundred miles away, leaving him to fend for himself. Meanwhile, she dons a white flower on her head and black gauze on her arm, throwing a banquet to bid farewell to her "suddenly deceased" husband. When the citizens of Ping County mention the merchant lady, they all sigh: This young woman is suffering! Her man is dead, leaving her to live with her old father and two children. Don’t let her wealth fool you; she must be in immense pain. Wen Wan wipes her tears with a handkerchief, repeatedly agreeing, fearing others might see her secretly delighted heart. Later, as the Wen family's fortunes attract envy, Wen Wan is thrown into prison. The one handling the case is none other than the renowned Marquis of Huai'an. The Wen family exhausts all their wealth in efforts, but the case makes no progress. In the prison, a cold-eyed man in a blue shirt asks her, “Merchant Wen, I’ve heard that you once vowed to remain faithful to your deceased husband for life?” Wen Wan trembles: Brother, I was being honest, please let me go."

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