Ping An stood on Wang Er's side, tugged on the whip in his hand, and threatened clearly: "Honestly, don't make it difficult for yourself."
The iron whip made a clattering sound, which stimulated Wang Er's whole body to tremble, and his soul almost flew out of the sky, "Yes, it was me who acted in harmony with the outside, and I drugged Mr. Wang's drink that night.
However, Mr. Wang was not dead at that time. The clan leader said that Mr. Wang might have been taken away by wild animals on the mountain, but this was not the case.
Master Wang just disappeared.
That night, he severely injured all the people sent by the family, and he also had a bloody hole in his head. Everyone thought he would not survive, but later the family sent people to search the mountain.
The bloodstain disappeared on the edge of the mountain behind Wangjia Village. He had not entered the mountain, so he must not have been taken away by a wild beast.
I left the day after Mr. Wang's accident. It was originally agreed that they would give me a sum of money and I would take the money and leave after doing good things.
But a month later, the person who was looking for me found me again and gave me the small bamboo, saying that it was Mr. Wang’s child and asked me to take the child back to Wangjia Village and wait there. Mr. Wang might go back to look for the child.”
Wang Er licked his dry lips, with a bit of suffocated anger on his face.
"The reason why I agreed to them at that time was because they said that as long as I gave Mr. Wang medicine, they would give me five hundred taels of silver and a yard in the south of the Yangtze River.
I never imagined that there would be something wrong behind it.
They wanted to use Xiao Zhuzi to attract Mr. Wang back, so I had no choice but to stay in Wangjia Village. In the first few years, I was very good to Xiao Zhuzi, really.
But this... After waiting for so many years, Mr. Wang has never shown up, and the aristocratic family gradually no longer takes this seriously.
At first they gave me money, but then they stopped giving me money and they didn't allow me to leave Wangjia Village. I had no money to spend and I had to vent my anger."
He did something sinful and harmed Wang Changmin. Looking back now, it seems like how wronged he was.
Xiao Yu sneered.
"Is that Xiao Zhuzi really Wang Changmin's son?"
Wang Er shook his head, "I don't know. Anyway, during the years when I followed Mr. Wang, I never heard that Mr. Wang had a son. Mr. Wang's family was not successful. Where did the son come from? It was his younger brother who got married, but something happened to Mr. Wang's front leg.
, his brother probably won’t be well off either.”
"What's his brother's name?"
"Wang Changqi."
"If you think about it carefully, what exactly did Mr. Wang say when he mentioned Jinnan Pier?"
Wang Er shook his head with a grimace, "I was terrified at the time. I was afraid that Mr. Wang would find out and I would drug him. How could I remember this? I really can't remember it. I just knew that there was a problem with the dock. Mr. Wang said that this dock
Eat a boat or something."
Eat boat?
Xiao Yu thought for a moment, and seeing that Wang Er couldn't ask anything else, he waved his hand and asked Ping An to take the person down for processing.
Xiao Yu is not a good man or woman, nor is Ping An. Dealing with a bastard who likes to drink all the time is simply simple.
Two kilograms of soju was poured down on him, and he waited for his life to expire. Once his breath expired, he sent him back to Wangjiacun. When he was discovered again, everyone thought he had eaten himself to death by drinking wine.
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After taking care of Wang Er, it was already dawn when we returned safely.
Xiao Yu didn't sleep all night. He stared at the Jinnan Wharf fortification map archived by the imperial court for half the night, but he couldn't find any clue.
If there are no accidents when eating ships at the pier, what Wang Changmin probably means is that any ship that has docked at this pier will definitely have an accident when it sails again, or something will happen at the pier.
But isn't the pier just a place to berth ships? How could it eat a ship?
Xiao Yu was anxious and asked Ping An, "Does the person sent to look for the masters who are proficient in shipping have any news?"
Heping shook his head.
Xiao Yu frowned and sighed.
The reason why the aristocratic family wanted to attack Wang Changmin back then was because they did not want Wang Changmin to fix the "ship-eating" problem at the dock.
If this is the case, then why does Zhenning Hou Mansion want Chen Heng to participate in the restart of Jinnan Pier? He is not afraid that if something happens later, Chen Heng will be held responsible?
"Send people back to Kyoto to search for Wang Changmin, Wang Changmin's younger brother, and everyone who had close contacts with Wang Changmin to see if they can find any clues."
Ping An waited for his instructions, and arranged this matter by the way when Wang Er came back after cooking, "Your Majesty, you have stayed up all night, take a nap, don't you have to go to Jinnan Yamen after dawn?"
Xiao Yu hummed, got up, scrubbed himself, and went to bed.
Just as I lay down, I remembered something, "By the way, how are the sales at Yunxiang Restaurant?"
Speaking of this, Ping An smiled and said: "The sales are good. Originally, we only ordered two barrels per day. Since yesterday, we have added one more barrel and sent three barrels every day. According to this situation, it is estimated that Miss Su will deliver the goods in a few days."
Let’s go to Zhending’s restaurant to talk, it’ll be fun.”
After staying up all night, Xiao Yu fell asleep with this good thing in mind.
Life is going well, and it always feels like time flies by in the blink of an eye.
The ten-day observation period proposed by Xiao Yu has expired. Su Luo doesn't need to specifically ask for feedback from diners. The best explanation is that Yunxiang Restaurant has increased its order quantity.
Early this morning, she made the quantity she wanted to sell in bulk and the quantity of three barrels ordered by Yunxiang Restaurant, and then drove the mule cart to Zhending.
This time Xiao Yu went with her.
"How's the little bamboo?" Xiao Yu asked Su Luo next to him as he was driving. He was so busy these days that he didn't pay much attention to the next door.
"He has a cold temper and doesn't talk much. If Zimu hadn't kept pestering him, he probably wouldn't have been able to say a word a day, but he's very diligent." Su Luo pulled a torn quilt from the car and put it on her lap, saying
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The little bamboo head is basically healed after seven or eight days. As long as there is no strenuous exercise, normal daily activities will be fine.
In the past few days, he got up early every day to clean the yard and boil water to feed the chickens. Previously, Xiao Yu would go to the butcher to fetch water every day. Since he was able to move, he has taken this job.
No one could stop him. Even though he had been told not to go there the day before, he still went there early the next morning.
He looked like a skinny monkey, but he was quite strong. He was carrying two buckets on a pole and was panting slightly. He was only two years older than Zimu, and his body was stronger than Zimu's.
Su Luo smiled and said: "He is very thoughtful and doesn't know what is good or bad, but Zimu is close to him. Zimu used to sleep in late every day, but since Xiao Zhuzi started sweeping the yard and feeding chickens, he also got up early every day and worked with him.
, the appetite is much larger.”
Su Luo told Xiao Yu the dream that Su Zimu was talking about, and Xiao Yu said with a smile: "He grew up in Wang Er's house, and he would have been beaten to death and starved to death if he didn't have any ideas. It's normal to have ideas, oh yes,
I have something to do when we enter the city in a while, you go to the restaurant first, and when I finish it, I will come over and find you."
"Brother Xiao, don't worry and go about your business."
Here, their mule carriage is moving forward happily.
In that carriage, Chen Heng's carriage also arrived at Zhending.