Under the sunset, green mountains are surrounded by green water.

In the plum rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle is drizzling, dyeing a thin layer of mist on the green mountains and waters under the sunset. On that mountain, a colorful rainbow bridge is built and extending to another mountain, which is particularly charming.

"Young Master, this is Zhuangzi's harvest account this year, and there are also taxes to be paid. Please check it out."

An old scholar in his forties held an account book and handed it to Ning Wuque, who was sitting on a chair. The old scholar was the account of Zhuangzi's tenant, which was somewhat similar to the representatives of migrant workers in later generations.

The Zhuangzi changed his new owner, and the old scholar was sent to test the new owner. In this era, land annexation was serious. A large household in a farm owned most of the land. The other villagers were tenants of the Zhuangzi. They worked for the wealthy households, and most of the food grown by the tenants had to be handed over to the landlords.

This small manor is not a big manor, with only more than ten tenants. Ning Wuque bought it. He even bought the land of the manor. It cost more than a thousand taels of gold, and the price is expensive.

Ning Wuque looked at the accounts, with some small words in densely packed with small words. He didn't have much research on these things. He flipped through them casually and handed the accounts to the old scholar, smiling, "Sir, just handle them yourself."

He didn't plan to be a rich man here, and the land rent was just better than nothing, so he didn't care. He was interested in this manor because it was close to Lanruo Temple and was far away from the city area. It was located in a remote and deep place, suitable for practice.

"Hey, I'll take a look..."

Ruolan, who had changed into a clean dress, floated in. The white gauze skirt exuded a faint pink skin without applying any makeup, was clear and refined, and a faint fragrance wafted in the room.

Ruolan blanched her eyes and Ning Wuque, took the account and looked through it carefully.

The old scholar looked at Ning Wuque and then looked at Ruolan, a little uneasy.

"Hey, why is there a shortage of money here?" Ruolan frowned and looked at the old scholar.

The old scholar's face suddenly turned pale, he knelt down and kowtowed, and said hurriedly: "Young Master, please spare me, girl, not long ago, a group of thieves came from somewhere, robbed a land rent. The thief was arrogant and unreasonable, saying that if he sued the official, he would definitely not leave any other people in the village. He had no choice but to make a false account, and the young master would spare me..."

"Thieves? Since that's the case, you can't blame me. Please get up." Ning Wuque raised his eyebrows and stood up to help the old scholar up. "Mr. is also a scholar. Why are you still threatened by the thief and doing something confused?"

The old scholar was ashamed and sighed, "Young Master doesn't know that some time ago, the army in the city was dispatched to suppress bandits everywhere. If this group of thieves can escape, it must be because of someone behind. In this world, how can we ordinary people fight with such people? If you can, please hide."

When the old scholar left, Ning Wuque stood in front of the door, watching the night gradually covering the mountains, and sighed softly, no matter when, he had no strength, he could only be bullied.

Inside the house, candles lit.

Ruolan made a plan with her jade hand and calculated Zhuangzi's accounts with relish, which was quite like the mistress of Zhuangzi.

Ning Wuque just smiled at this. He didn't value money very much. However, if someone helped to manage it, it would be good and saved a lot of trouble. Since Ruolan enjoyed it, it would be fine to hand over the accounts to her.

Chen Qinglong came back in the dark, got wet, and changed into clean clothes. After dinner, he came to Ning Wuque's house and saw Ruolan who was settled by the table, and was slightly surprised.

After taking a look, Chen Qinglong came to Ning Wuque's side.

"Young Master!"

Ning Wuque looked through the "Tao Te Ching" in his hand and looked at Chen Qinglong, "Where are your brothers?"

"Brother?" Chen Qinglong was stunned.

Ning Wuque said lightly: "A few days ago, a group of thieves broke out here and robbed the village of land rent. Did your brothers do it?"

"Don't worry, my brothers will never have done it. They took the money and it was already dispersed. However, if it was a thief, I remembered the group of people. Could it be that they did it?"

Chen Qinglong vetoed, shook his head, and then frowned again, "If they did it, it would be a little trouble."

Ning Wuque closed the "Tao Te Ching" and looked at Chen Qinglong, "Who is it?"

"To be honest, I was originally a spy under the current prince's grandpa Du Fuwei and Du Shuai. I was acting on Hongnong's side. Du Shuai entered Chang'an. Seeing that Li Tang had no good intentions, I discussed with my subordinates to escape back to Jiangnan. I didn't expect that there was no money on the way. I happened to meet Yang Wenqing, so I started to have Yang Wenqing's idea."

"Oh? Du Fuwei's power is not in the Jianghuai area, why don't you go to surrender there?"

After reading some historical books of the Sui and Tang dynasties, Ning Wuque still had some understanding of Du Fuwei, but he did not expect that Chen Qinglong was still a secret spy under Du Fuwei.

"If the chaos has been settled today, Li Tang's country is gradually becoming stable. Du Shuai entered Chang'an and his control over the Jianghuai land will definitely change. If I go to Jianghuai, I will be involved. Jiangnan is more stable, and my hometown is here."

Chen Qinglong explained a few words and then said, "The group of thieves that the young master mentioned may be related to Du Shuai."

"oh?"

"Shen Faxing, this man was once the magistrate of Wuxing County, later called himself King Liang. He was defeated by Li Zitong's general Li Xiaobian and jumped into the river. It was rumored that Shen Faxing drowned when he jumped into the river. It was just that Li Xiaobian asked for credit. Shen Faxing had a nickname of "Sea Under Dragon". He was very good at water and had great martial arts. When I was lurking in Qingyun Mountain, I heard people in the sermon saying that Shen Faxing was not dead and returned to Jiangnan. The only one who could escape the government suppressed bandits."

Ning Wuque was slightly silent, Shen Faxing was not dead, but this person was not recorded later, and he should not live long, or he was a rich man with anonymity.

"The Shen family still has some forces in Jiangnan. If Shen Faxing survives, the forces behind him should have put in a lot of strength. However, at this time, there is no need for him to come out and make waves, which will attract the attention of the government. Perhaps the one who does the evil is the soldiers he brought back."

"Yeah!" Ning Wuque concentrating and thought, "Your brothers have all gone home? I can't see it all. In the war, if the family had not been destroyed, who would have been willing to go to the battlefield? What family would have been left when they came back?"

He told Chen Qinglong that his brothers changed to good people, but Ning Wuque didn't believe it. He was used to life with swords and swords, so how could he calm down all of a sudden?

"This..." Chen Qinglong was a little embarrassed and gritted his teeth, "To be honest, those brothers are all in Wuzhou City now."

"Hmph, dogs can't change their shit..." Ruolan, who was settled the score, snorted coldly.

Chen Qinglong smiled bitterly in his heart and didn't answer. Some things, if you don't say you can really let go, you can let go.

"Go and bring them all over. I see, this matter is not over yet, Chen Faxing?"

Ning Wuque looked at the hazy night outside the house.

Chen Qinglong was happy on his face and nodded quickly, "Yes, young master..."

"Young Master, this huge village is empty. Should you choose a few maids, carry water, cook, and clean and clean, and it also needs someone to do it."

Ruolan looked at Ning Wuque with resentment. She cooked the meals today. She used to be spoiled in Yixiangyuan. In the past few months, she has endured all the hardships she deserves.

I was nagging for a few words, sorry, it was even later. Today, I made a big event that was a bolt from the blue for me. My bank card was accidentally stolen when withdrawing money, and it was more than 10,000 yuan. Although I reported it, I didn’t know if the money was still there.
Chapter completed!