When he saw from a distance that there were no tea flags or wine flags on the flagpole in front of the door, Xia Xun didn't think much about it. Instead, he had hope. If Liu Xu really kidnapped Xiao Di, he would indeed not be able to open the business again today.
But when he arrived at the tavern, he saw an iron general guarding the door. Xia Xun got off his horse and searched back and forth. Finally, he opened the window and went inside to search, but there was no one at all. He
It is certain that there is no such thing as a secret room or cave here.
Feng Xihui is dead, and Zhang Shisan is also dead. Among the four people, Liu Xu can almost be said to be the one with the lowest status. It is impossible for him to return to Yingtian Mansion. If he wanted to leave, he would have done so long ago when Feng Xihui died.
He should have gone away. So where can he go? Does Xiaodi's disappearance have anything to do with him?
Xia Xun walked around the small hotel for a long time and began to get angry.
"Where the hell did you go?"
Xia Xun punched the wall hard, and the pain from his hand suddenly woke him up. He slowly turned around twice, slowly sat down on the steps, and gently rubbed his face.
, murmured: "Don't be impatient, think carefully, where could Liu Xu go, and why did he leave at this time? Is this matter really related to him?"
After thinking for a long time with no clue, Xia Xun's mind moved and he changed his mind: "What is the role of Liu Xu being arranged here?"
He immediately followed this train of thought and analyzed: "Zhang Shisan served as Yang Wenxuan's companion in order to monitor him nearby and to make things easier; as for Feng Xihui, he obviously used his official status to provide convenience and protection for their mission as much as possible;
The fat man An Litong was originally the person they chose to establish a relationship with King Qi. Unfortunately, this person was really difficult to cultivate, so he took advantage of the situation and became Yang Wenxuan's partner in the business field, cooperating with him. Where is Liu Xu? Liu Xu is here
How can opening a small shop by the Nanyang River help their mission?"
Xia Xun was thinking hard. In the grass in the distance, Peng Ziqi, who was following him, bent down and crouched in the grass like a cheetah, quietly peeping at his movements.
After thinking for a long time, Xia Xun's red eyes gradually lit up due to staying up late and being anxious. He seemed to have thought of something and jumped up suddenly.
He walked around every brick and tile, every plant and tree around the small hotel, and there was no value in checking it again. He stepped back and looked around. Not far from the front of the small hotel was a small pier, on the right side of the pier.
There is a row of weeping willows on the side, and several small boats are tied to the water under the willows. More than two miles behind the tavern is a small village. The beach road by the river goes down from here, and there is a bridge about five miles away. Just turn around and there is
An official road, the official road going south.
Xia Xun narrowed his eyes and was about to walk towards the small village, but he found a fisherman under the weeping willow tree on the right side of the pier, so he changed his mind and walked towards him.
Under the weeping willow, there was a rotten tree trunk lying half in the water. An old man was sitting on the dry trunk fishing. The river water gently lapped the shore, and the waves could kiss the soles of his shoes. Xia Xun walked over and stood beside the old man.
He squatted down not far away, picked up a stone and flicked it into the water. He looked at it for a moment as if he was bored, and then said: "Is my father from this village?"
The old fisherman glanced at him and replied: "Yes, where did the young master come from?"
Xia Xun said: "Oh, I live in the city and I can just go out and walk around."
The old man smiled and said: "Our village is not on the edge of the official road. There are merchants traveling by water. Because we are about to enter Qingzhou City, there are few people working here, so it is a bit deserted. It is rare that the young master is in a good mood and comes here.
Come and relax."
Xia Xun responded: "Yes, I am a very quiet person. I just walk around here for nothing, just look at the water, look at the trees, and see that I am calm."
He looked at the old man's fishing basket and said, "How long have you been fishing for me? There are only two palm-sized fish in your basket."
The old man grinned with a toothless smile: "Hey, same thing, this is just for leisure. Catching a big fish is luck. If you can't catch it, forget it. Take the small fish back and let the old woman make fresh soup.
, it tastes quite good.”
"My husband is open-minded."
Xia Xun praised it and then got to the point: "This small village is not big. Do you all make a living by farming?"
The old man felt that this young man was quite to his liking, so he smacked his lips and chatted with him: "That's not possible. It's too close to the city and there's no land. Did you see it? There's just a small piece of land over there.
It's okay to grow vegetables or something. There are only a dozen or so households in our village. One of them is dedicated to growing vegetables. Some of the others are driving carts in the city, some are traveling with ships, and there are a few left.
In every household, a son marries a daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law gives birth to grandchildren, and the grandchildren marry a daughter-in-law. If the family really can’t live in it, it’s better to move here nearby, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it’s leisurely.”
"Look, my husband, you are in good health. Are you still doing something now?"
"Haha, what will you eat if you don't work? I raise livestock for the yamen. It's not easy to raise horses for the government. Fortunately, when the old man was young, he was a mule and horseman who specialized in handling livestock. He knew the ropes. The horses I raise are not
Let’s just say he is fat and strong, but he is also mentally strong.”
Xia Xun perked up: "Raising horses? I'm really capable. If the horses are well raised, you can earn back a lot of money. How many horses have you raised?"
The old man smiled and said: "It's just a mare and a foal. I am from a small family. I can earn a little money by raising a horse. As long as I take good care of it and feed it some fresh fodder, I can handle it. If I raise more, I can't take care of it."
Come on, you have to feed some bean cakes from time to time. The cost goes up all of a sudden and you can't afford it. But don't mention it, there is a capable man in our village who raises four strong horses, all of them are fat.
Strong."
Xia Xun's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "Oh? Whose family is that?"
The father-in-law said: "Old Li's house is at the west end of the village. Old Li is deaf and mute, and has a weird temper. He doesn't like to interact with others. He lives far away from our neighbors and has a large enclosed yard. I think they raise horses well.
, and I specifically wanted to learn what skills there were. He was mute and couldn’t ask questions, so I just followed him and looked at him for thirteen times. Hey, there’s no skills there. People are rich and fed well, every day.
Can the horse be fed with fresh grass and bean cakes, and can be taken for a walk every morning and evening?"
"Oh, that's true. My father-in-law has a lot of skills in raising horses, but no matter how great his skills are, they can't compare to others throwing money at them!"
The old man suddenly felt like he had a close friend and said repeatedly: "That's right, but don't tell me."
The corners of Xia Xun's mouth slowly raised, revealing a heart-stopping smile: "I'm going to go somewhere else, don't worry, I believe you will be able to catch a big fish!"
The old man laughed: "Haha, let me lend you some good words."
Xia Xun turned around and walked towards the small village. The old man threw his hook into the water, and the fish floated up and down several times.
A piece of nail was pulled out forcibly, and the fingertips were bloody and bloody. Xiaodi curled her fingers in pain. The bright red blood and the dried and black blood scabs made her green and tender hands look like a deformed tree.
root.
The hair on her forehead was messy, and bead-sized beads of sweat fell one by one along the frizzy hair, which was quickly dyed red by the blood on her cheeks. However, her eyes, which had gradually lost their charm, only had stubbornness and
A look of hatred.
Liu Xu was extremely angry. If torture was used again, this childish little girl would probably die, but she still refused to bow her head.
Liu Xu walked around the room like a trapped animal. Suddenly, he turned around and rushed to Xiaodi, grabbed her by the collar and roared: "You won't tell? You won't tell yet.
?You stupid woman, who do you think you are defending? Hehe, do you really think he is your young master?"
Xiaodi looked at him coldly, as if looking at a madman.
Liu Xu spat and said: "Stupid girl, your young master, the last time he took Tingxiang to Yunhe Town for summer vacation, he died by an assassin's knife. Now this Yang Wenxuan is a fake, a fake, you know
Is that so? Because he looks exactly like Yang Wenxuan, Zhang Shisan, Feng Jianxiao and others conspired with us to get him to pretend to be your young master."
Xiaodi's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at him with horror and disbelief.
Liu Xu sneered and said: "Let me tell you, I am a Jin Yiwei! Have you heard of the Jin Yiwei? Zhang Shisan, Feng Jianxiao, like me, we are all Jin Yiwei. We went to Qingzhou to run errands secretly and we need a local to help.
, so I chose your young master. Because of our help, your young master made a fortune in just a few years. But he died and was killed inexplicably. We had no choice but to get a fake.
!”
Xiaodi's eyes opened wider and wider, and her body couldn't stop trembling. It was obvious that she wanted to ask the truth, or refute Liu Xu's absurdity, but she was speechless with her mouth closed and could only say "Uh-huh"
the sound of.
Liu Xu gritted his teeth and grinned ferociously: "Why do you think Yang Wenxuan left Yunhe Town in a hurry and went to the stone unloading shed? Because Zhang Shisan needed time to teach this fake what the real Yang Wenxuan should know! Why do you think Tingxiang fell into the water and died?
Because she knows that the real Yang Wenxuan is dead, so she has to die, otherwise the counterfeit we found will not be able to deceive people."
Xiaodi's face was already gloomy, but now her complexion was even worse. She remembered the strange feeling that flashed through her heart when the young master just came back from Shishipengzhai; she thought of her
When she went shopping with the young master the next day, he uncharacteristically did not walk in front of her. Instead, he often fell behind her. From time to time, he jokingly asked the names of various streets and alleys, as if he didn't know the road at all; she remembered that since then
When getting along with the young master, the young master will show some unfamiliarity from time to time; and... and his favorite dishes, it seems that from that time on, the taste is very different from before...
Looking at Xiaodi's horrified expression, Liu Xu sneered: "You believe it, right? Do you know the name of this fake Yang Wenxuan? His name is Xia Xun, and he was originally just an ordinary citizen in Xiaoye'er Village, Nanxun, Huzhou! We were originally
We wanted to use him to do things for us, but something was very strange. He just returned to Qingzhou, and Zhang Shisan died the next day..."
The scene of Xia Xun sneaking into the ice cellar suddenly flashed through Xiaodi's mind. Although she still didn't expect that it had anything to do with Zhang Shisan's death, the young master's abnormal behavior, coupled with Liu Xu's words...
…
Liu Xu said fiercely: "If Zhang Shisan dies, he will have to be commanded by Feng Jianxiao. Feng Jianxiao is the chief flag officer of our Jinyiwei and our immediate superior. He also has the secret of Xia Xun pretending to be Yang Wenxuan."
The evidence, the result... Mr. Feng Qi is also dead. Not only is he dead, but his home was burned to ashes. Even if the evidence is made of iron, it has been burned, let alone a piece of paper. Who has the reason to do this?