Huang Jinlu shouted a few times, but there was still no movement inside.

Chen Mo said a little furiously: "Boss Huang, that girl is already dead in the house, right?"

Liu Ming shook his head and went up to shout, "Miss Mochou, we came from Peking and followed the order of Xinghe Bozhi, and there will be people from the academy to come."

There was finally a sound in the door, but it was not like a girl's voice.

"Can there be a certificate?"

Huang Jinlu took out the document, then stuffed it in through the crack in the door, sighing: "I was forced to this point. If Master learned about it, I don't know how many people in Jinling would be unlucky!"

There were footsteps inside, followed by whispers.

Chen Mo felt something was wrong and did not dare to say strange things anymore. He just whispered: "Then Hu Die is probably going to die abnormally. God, don't lead Master from Peking, then..."

Fang Xing does things all depends on his original intention. If he is angry, all rules will be a cloud.

But the Ming Dynasty was about to move the capital. As Xinghe Bo, Fang Xing would take leave to come to Jinling, and this matter would be a big deal.

"Squeak!"

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman looked at Huang Jinlu and asked, "What is your relationship with Bo Ye?"

Huang Jinlu bowed and said, "I am Xia Huang Jinlu, my uncle is my benefactor. This time, the three of us were ordered to go out to sea. When we passed by Jinling, we wanted to come here for dinner, but we heard it... so we asked Miss Mochou, is there any difficulties?"

The woman's face calmed down and she said, "Miss is alone inside, it's not very convenient to see you."

Huang Jinlu nodded and said, "I know, I just want to ask, is there any difficulties in the lady? Or is there any wrongdoing?"

The woman looked around vigilantly: "The master died and some grievances were wronged. The lady went to the yamen to report it, but no one paid attention. Later, there were many more people who harassed her, and the lady temporarily dismissed the guys."

Chen Mo shouted as soon as he heard this: "Who? Tell me, let his whole family be in trouble today!"

The woman frowned and looked at Chen Mo, dissatisfied with his voice: "It's all the green skins on the street, they often come knocking on the door, and they come in the middle of the night, and those who patrol the night don't care."

Liu Ming looked at the plaque not far away and shook his head and said, "These people are trying to die!"

Zhu Zhanji's inscription was indeed a sensation after he wrote it, but this sensation was only at the top. Who would follow the signboard of your small restaurant?

The woman sighed, "Since moving the capital, this sign has not become popular anymore, and those people ignore it at all."

Jinling and Beiping are more than a thousand miles apart. After moving the capital, Jinling's status became a bit awkward.

Huang Jinlu nodded and said, "You close the door and wait until the academy people arrive, let's go in and discuss matters."

The door was closed, and the woman sighed and lit the candle.

The candlelight illuminated the face with a slight sorrow. Mochou held his chin with his hand and asked in a low voice: "I want my brother, is it my uncle's person?"

The woman said, "I can't read, but those three people didn't force themselves to break in, so that's probably the case."

Mochou lost weight. Thinking of the difficulties during this period, she couldn't help but choke up and said, "Dad died in vain. The government ignored it and indulged those young men to make trouble. She asked me to sell this place and we will go to Jiaozhi."

My brother responded and said, "Jiaozhi heard it's not bad, at least not so many corrupt officials. Miss, let's go, it's not bad to find a son-in-law at that time."

Mochou said with red eyes: "I won't marry, and I won't go to my son-in-law to stay in the store for the rest of my life."

Yaodi sighed and said, "Yes, most of those people come for money. If they have bad intentions, we really can't stop them. Alas! This world is difficult!"

Mochou shook his head and remembered Fang Xing.

The smile by Mochou Lake became the belief that supported her to persevere this winter.

"Jiaozhi...Jiaozhi..."

I asked me to find a bone-cutting knife from the kitchen, and I saw Mo Chou sitting on the chair blankly, tears flowing.

"Why isn't Jiaozhi..."

"Miss, Miss..."

My brother was busy trying to persuade him, but when he reached out, he would cut the bone knife. After she put the knife down, he heard Mo Chou choking and said, "I don't want to leave Jiaozhi, and I don't want you to leave Jiaozhi. As long as you can see you every day, it's enough..."

I don’t know what Mo Chou’s words mean, I just rubbed my hands.

There was only the girl's sob in the dark lobby. I don't know how long it took, but footsteps came from outside.

"Miss Mochou, here Xu Fangda, his mentor is Xinghe Bo of the current dynasty."

Mochou wiped away his tears and told me to open the door.

"I feel so stuffy about my chest, open the door."

Mochou took a sip of water and then stood up to greet him.

The door panel was slid out one by one by one by one. The light outside illuminated the lobby clearly and the girl covering her eyes.

As soon as Xu Fangda came in, he apologized: "I don't know that I actually forgot the orders of my mentor, and I deserve to die."

Although Fang Xing went to Peking, he told Xu Fangda before leaving, saying that if Mochou's family had something to ask for, he would do his best to help.

In Jinling City, as long as it is not a big deal, those officials will not be embarrassed.

But Mochou was stubborn and did not ask for help. The academy was relatively closed, and the students did not know about this relationship. After the mistakes were made, this happened.

Mochoufushen said, "Thank you all for your kindness."

Xu Fangda is a guy who only knows knowledge, so after the opening remarks, Huang Jinlu came on the court.

"Would there be any differences in the diet of the father that day?"

"Yes, my father said his waist was sore during lunch and wanted to drink some wine, but the wine was left over from the guests."

Huang Jinlu's eyes were dark, "Unless they were rich, ordinary people would be reluctant to leave the leftover wine in the wine pot. Miss Mochou, do you still remember that person?"

Mochou thought for a while: "Those people seem to be green-skinned."

Huang Jinlu stood up and said, "We have lived next door these days, and I'll say hello if you have something to do."

The next door family was forced to rent out two houses, and Liu Ming bought the beds.

After all, Xu Fangda was smart. After thinking through the joints inside, he wrote a complaint and asked to meet the prefect of Shuntian in the name of the academy.

But the prefect, on the grounds that this matter was not under his jurisdiction, he pushed Xu Fangda to Yang Yao, the reinvite of Shuntian Prefecture.

Yang Yao was very arrogant. Since he moved the capital, there have been two types of people in the Jinling officialdom.

One is to just live by and think that Jinling is a place for retirement.

Another type of person feels that the emperor's sharp gaze is missing on his head, and life is so comfortable and comfortable!

Jinling's duty was to control the south, and they did control it in the future. The entire south of the Ming Dynasty was like another country.

So much so that when Peking fell, a huge gathering was held in the south, and it was very happy.

"Hu Die's death is completely an emergency. There is a doctor's evidence. Besides, who will kill him?"

Yang Yao's arrogance angered Huang Jinlu, and the aura of the bandit erupted again on him.

"Mr. Yang, what emergency have you heard of that can make a good person unable to survive for half a day?"

The scar on Huang Jinlu's chin to under his lips began to turn red. He clenched his fists and said, "Hu Die has complained of stomachache after drinking the wine for lunch, and then the doctor went and said it was a terminal illness. The doctor has run away now. I wonder why he wants to run away?"

"You can go out!"

Huang Jinlu said angrily: "Mr. Yang, Mochou is the person taken care of by Xing He Bo. If you are so careless, Xing He Bo will not give up!"

Yang Yao frowned and said, "Don't talk about Xing and Bo, even if he comes, I will answer this way!"

"Sir, Youxing and Bo's family have arrived!" 8)
Chapter completed!