Author: Qianchun Mountain

The couple looked at each other and laughed at each other.

"I'm done tomorrow, I'll go see my aunt, too," Xie Zhijun said. "At least, someone can talk to her and make her happy."

Wei Ji shook his head: "No, my aunt said she would like to leave the door to thank the guests for a few days, and she didn't want to see anyone."

Xie Zhijun sighed again.

After finishing the matter of Chen Wenchun, Xie Zhiyun felt a little more relaxed, and then asked Wei Ji half-jokingly: "Are you happy when you heard your mother say you have an engagement before?"

Wei Ji's hand holding chopsticks paused slightly.

"Happy?" There was only confusion in his eyes.

Xie Zhiyun narrowed her eyes and looked left and said: "Today's braised pork is so fragrant, the taste is just right, with a hint of sweetness, which is what Lang Huan cooks."

Wei Ji looked at her indifferently, not talking or laughing, as if he wanted to see through Xie Zhiyun's heart.

"Looking at me, aren't you hungry?" Xie Zhiyun immediately stopped talking about the topic just now.

Wei Ji looked at her, and he was still staring at Xie Zhiyun, but what he said made Xie Zhiyun feel frightened.

"It turns out that the wife will be jealous of me."

Xie Zhiyun's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Who is jealous?"

Wei Ji couldn't help laughing.

"Madam, I've already smelled the sour."

Xie Zhiyun didn't go to see him, and ate food on his own, just pretending that he had never said anything just now.

"Eat more vegetables, eat more vegetables." Wei Ji was very enthusiastic about picking up food for her.

"Madam, I'm very happy that you can be jealous of me." Wei Ji looked at Xie Zhiyun with a smile, "It makes me happier than anything today."

Xie Zhiyun suddenly felt a little moved.

She heard her heart pounding, and then she began to say uncontrollable words in her mouth.

"Why are you happy?"

Wei Ji paused slightly while holding the chopsticks, and then smiled calmly.

"Because, I occasionally get jealous of my wife."

Wei Ji looked at her meaningfully: "I hope Niannian only looks at me, thinks about me, and thinks about me."

Xie Zhijun felt his face turned redder.

She lowered her head and almost buried her face in the bowl, but her heart was sweeter, even sweeter than the sweet braised pork.

After dinner, the manager arrived early.

He came in the rain, his clothes were mostly wet, but he ignored his embarrassment and knelt down as soon as he arrived.

Wei Cang was not at home, and Wei Ji and Xie Zhiyun met him directly in the study of the vestibule.

The butler was over forty years old. Because he was in the village all day, he looked a little old. When he knelt like this, the guards would naturally not allow him.

Xie Zhijun threw Xiao Zhong a look and asked him to help the butler get up and let him sit down and talk.

"Mr. Young Master, Young Madam, Yuan Shao Madam asked Xiao to come back tomorrow, but Xiao Madam looked at the foundation of these two people and still couldn't sit still, so she came to the mansion in advance."

There was lightning and thunder outside, and heavy rain was pouring. Xie Zhiyun asked him to come tomorrow. He was afraid that something might happen to him on the road, so he comforted him: "It's a good thing for you to come in advance. If you find out, tell me what you want."

The chief manager wiped the water from his face with a veil, and then said, "That Peng Ertou was originally a refugee."

"Two years ago, the war in Yezhou ended, and people were needed everywhere. He and his brother all the way to the gate of the village, saying that he wanted to use labor to exchange food."

"He looks pretty good and smart, and he can tell a few words. At that time, the refugees had no identity. The two brothers were poor and had lost their identity documents, so I took them in."

In the war-torn era, countless such people were there.

There is no way to check the identity in detail.

Xie Zhiyun and Wei Ji looked at each other, and both of them knew it well.

Even if you have to be careful, you are also a foreigner who is guarding against the accent of Daqi and Beiliang. Locals near Yezhou can hear the accent at once.

It is impossible for outsiders to imitate exactly the same.

Moreover, many government offices were burned down during the war. Even if they had to find out their identity documents, there was nowhere to be found.

Xie Zhiyun said, "I have spoken to them. They all have local accents, and at the farthest they are from Taixing or Xichuan. Even if they are from Daqi or Beiliang, they will not be able to practice such an accent without ten or eight years of practice."

The butler said with a bitter face: "That's right. I told them about my early years, and they could answer them. They saw that they were locals."

Wei Ji lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "Local people can also become traitors. For many people, the Duke Su Guofu is just a temporary jurisdiction over the eight prefectures."

The butler's heart trembled and he was about to tremble immediately.

However, Xie Zhiyun's attitude was peaceful and comforted him: "Master, continue talking."

The butler took a few breaths, and then said, "Oh, the Peng brothers have always been very diligent and work quickly. Peng Ertou is even more eloquent, so in just two years, he was promoted to the manager, and his brother was a little dull.

I only know how to work and don’t talk much on weekdays.”

Xie Zhijun nodded and asked him to continue talking.

The chief manager said: "They usually dispatch veterans and arrange how they can go to work. They are on night. They can write the list of jobs clearly every time, and they have a good relationship with veterans."

"After the incident, the young man looked through the account list on the farm and found no problems."

Xie Zhijun sighed: "They can't have problems. If there is a problem, you will definitely find it, or those veterans can also find it."

"They have been lurking in the past two years, perhaps for the recent things," Xie Zhijun said. "They must have done something two months ago to make Madam Ruan discover it, so she wants to kill her to silence her."

As she said that, she looked at Wei Ji, and Wei Ji said, "That's right, it is impossible for them to kill Madam Ruan this time without leaving any trace. As long as they leave a trace, they can't escape, so after killing Madam Ruan, they must

What do you want to do, and then leave Yezhou directly and defect completely."

"In the past two months, they might have planned to stay in Yezhou, but Madam Ruan has been unmoved and just doesn't take the bait. They have to make this decision."

Xie Zhiyun and Wei Ji said this and looked at the butler together.

The butler shivered immediately after being seen by two pairs of eyes.

"Mr. Young Master, young lady, I found clues about this."

He took out a piece of wheat straw from his arms and handed it to Xiao Zhong, and asked Xiao Zhong to present it to the two of them.

"I found that there were more straws in their house. If you smell them carefully, there was a scent of tinea oil on them."

Wei Ji and Xie Zhiyun went up to smell it, and they did smell the smell of tinea oil.

Speaking of this, the butler's face also became cold.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's obvious that this tinea oil was saved up little by little when they were on night, and then applied to the dry wheat straw and piled up little by little in the house. No one would care."
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