When Mu Tian heard this, his heart sank: This person came with bad intentions.
"Master Han, right? I, Mu Tian, came here voluntarily. I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time. I am disrespectful, I am disrespectful."
"It's been a long time, I'm not familiar with you! However, since you are a distinguished guest of the prince, please go to Partridge Island to play at your convenience and appreciate the scenery of my place." Han Pengju took out a bag from his pocket and threw it away.
To Mu Tian.
Mu Tian was caught off guard and caught it quickly.
The bag "clattered" for a while, it was the ocean.
"Fifty Dayang, I'll pay you to come to Partridge Island, or you can send a message and I'll send someone to pick you up."
This Han Pengju is quite domineering. Is there anyone who invites people like this?
Have money and be willful.
Mu Tian didn't know how to deal with it for a while, holding the money bag in his hands, at a loss.
"Your fortune is good. The Partridge Festival is coming soon. Come and have fun on the island. You will definitely have a worthwhile trip!" After Han Pengju finished speaking, he turned and left.
It was already approaching evening, and in the early twilight, Han Pengju jumped on his horse in the setting sun, waved his whip, and galloped away. Another man riding a black horse followed closely behind.
Mu Tian looked at them, touched Jin Hu, who was also in shock, and pointed at the man riding the black horse behind him.
"That's Gou Dashuan. He is almost inseparable from Han Pengju." Jin Hu was stunned for a moment, as if to regain his soul, he delayed for a while before answering.
"Let's go too."
Jin Hu took the order, locked the door, closed the cattail curtain tightly, and pulled the express train.
"Let's go slower this time."
"Too outrageous?" Jin Hu asked playfully.
"Let's talk."
"oh."
Jinhu helped Mutian get into the car, actually stuffing him into the car seat, and then started riding.
The golden tiger is also considerate, holding the whip and trusting the reins.
Only then did Mu Tian notice that the horse was a bay-red horse.
The car is varnished in its original color.
"What the hell is the Partridge Festival? Is it fun? It sounds like it's fun." Mu Tian asked a bit verbosely.
Probably wanted to take a look.
This is how Jin Hu missed Mu Tian.
"It can be said that it is a bit interesting. Even the Winter Solstice Bonfire Festival on Toad Island is not as good as the Partridge Festival on Hanjia Island. Every year from September 16th to 19th, it is very lively for four consecutive days. There are horse races.
There are partridge fights, equestrian performances, and sometimes we invite Shanghai’s big theater troupes and movie stars and singers to come here and perform on tour.”
"Island Master Han is very good at playing."
"Really? But he is even better at doing business. This is a business. People from outside the country come, picked up one by one, and sent away one by one. This traffic alone is enough for him to make money.
People who go fishing also make a lot of money. Just the fishing boat singing late is gone."
"The fishing boat sings late? It sounds very romantic."
"That's right. This is specially set up for young men and girls in the prostitutes. It's a bit like the Magpie Bridge Club. Everyone can find their sweethearts by singing. A song can make the ocean. Our prostitutes are different. Two people get married. Although it is mainstream
It’s still the matchmaker’s words, but a lot of it is negotiated and found by myself. Hey, this was before the war, and it doesn’t have the same scale or taste now. Alas, the world is like this, who still has the leisure time.”
"Will the Korean island owner also participate? Have fun with the people?" Mu Tian led the conversation.
"He just races horses and comes first."
"Oh, that's because he is the owner of the island."
"Not exactly. His equestrian skills are really good. You see, other island owners travel by horse-drawn carriage, but not him. He always travels all over the world alone. When Yao Haiming escaped with his guards, it was the island owner Han who
One man and one horse chased him for fifty miles, fought hard against all the guards, and captured him. In this regard, the prince also respects him."
"This is fun, let's go and see it. The day after tomorrow, September 16th, the day after tomorrow."
"You don't want to investigate the case anymore? You had a bet with the prince, and you still have one hundred thousand yuan in custody. At this time, you are still thinking about whether the Partridge Festival is fun, one hundred thousand yuan, one hundred thousand yuan, you are really big-hearted.
"Jin Hu said with complicated emotions.
"Maybe the case will be cleared up when we get there."
"What are you talking about? The case will be clear when we go to Partridge Island? Did Yu Delin really talk to you? Was it Han Chengli who harmed him?" Jin Hu turned around in shock and asked loudly.
Mu Tian smiled and said nothing.
The sun in the west is sinking significantly, and the shadow of the reeds has covered half of the dirt road.
"Let's go to Aunt Genfa's house." Mu Tian suddenly said to Jin Hu.
"Aren't you going back to the guesthouse for dinner?"
"Let's go to Aunt Genfa's house first."
"As you wish, Mr. Mu. Would you like to hurry up?"
"good."
Having learned the lesson he had learned, Jin Hu sat down and cracked his whip. There was no "bang" sound like last time, the horse kicked vigorously, but without the previous arrogance, but the speed of the car still increased, but there was no bump as before.
Just when the sun was about to set on the western horizon, they rushed to Yugenfajia.
Aunt Genfa heard the servant coming to report that Master Mutian had come to visit, so she quickly cleaned herself up. Except for her white hair, her clothes were changed into ordinary household clothes, which were no longer as shabby as that day. She called her daughter Yu Deqin,
Together with a dozen or so maids in plain clothes, an old lady and a dozen male servants, they knelt outside the gate and kowtowed to welcome them out.
When Mu Tian saw it, he quickly got out of the car and helped Aunt Genfa up.
Looking at this house again, it is made of gray bricks and blue tiles. It is majestic and similar to the prince's mansion. Look at the rows of maids and the servants running away. I know that this Yu family also enjoys the treatment of being a slut.
"Sir, I have been waiting for you every day, and finally it is here for you. My son's grievances will hopefully be vindicated." Aunt Genfa said, turning around and pulling Yu Deqin over, and said hurriedly, "Qin'er, come and pay your respects.
Master Mu."
I saw a 28-year-old woman in a black skirt and blouse. She moved out from behind Auntie Genfa and leaned over to say Wanfu, "My little daughter Qin'er has met Mr. Mu. Thank you for bringing justice to my brother."
Mu Tian couldn't help but raise his hand and shook it three times.
"Miss, there is no need to be polite. I am just fulfilling my promise to the prince. If I can clear my brother's name, it will be the prince's good fortune."
"That's why my brother is so lucky. He can have an expert to help him. I hope my brother's soul can rest in peace in heaven." His tone was long and sad.
After Yu Deqin finished speaking, he stepped back, still holding Tingting. Her black dress melted away like a cloud in front of Mu Tian.
"Sir, please come up to the room and have tea." Aunt Genfa bowed to invite her.
After entering the room, the guests and hosts sat down. The servants served tea.
"Aunt Genfa, please allow me to express my condolences for the unfortunate death of your son. Although I have never met Brother Delin, I deeply regret his untimely death. Aunt Genfa, please express my condolences and my understanding. I will ask the following questions
It may cause discomfort to your elder, but it is necessary to handle the case and we have to do it. Please forgive me." Mu Tian said this in one breath, with a businesslike tone.
"Old woman, I understand. If you have anything to say, please feel free to ask, and I promise to tell you everything you know. And every word is true, and there is absolutely no lies." Aunt Genfa said, reaching out to touch her and standing beside her, resting on her
Yu Deqin's hand on the shoulder.
Mu Tian couldn't help but glance at her hand. The intertwining of a slightly old hand and a jade-green hand was an interesting picture.
"Old man, why do you insist that my son was killed by someone?" Mu Tian did not look at Aunt Genfa, but stared at his toes.
"I, that's how I feel." The root-haired aunt, her chest heaving, began to get excited.
This is an unspeakable secret.
"Sometimes the feeling is right. However, without evidence, you have made the prince very embarrassed. Isn't that right?" Mu Tian was trying to guide, but for a woman like Aunt Genfa, it was almost the same as extorting a confession through torture.
.
"Evidence, evidence..."
"Han Chengli is your son's good friend. Old man, why did you identify him as the murderer and force the prince to order Han Pengju to put his son under house arrest? Why is this?"
"There are no young or old in their family, and no one is a good person." Aunt Genfa seemed to have touched a certain nerve, and she held her daughter's hand tightly and said fiercely.
"Old man, you can't say who is the murderer just because you think he is not a good person. You still have to have evidence, and everything must be done with evidence. This is only fair. If you say Han Chengli is the murderer just based on your feelings, what if you kill a good person by mistake?
Even the spirits in heaven will be uneasy. Don't you think so, old man?" When Mu Tian said this, he always stared into Aunt Genfa's eyes.
Sometimes there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, sometimes they were dark, and her eyes kept turning left and right.
"I believe my eyes!"
"What did the old man see? Right?"
"I……"
"Why haven't you seen your daughter-in-law? Oh, she must be unable to bear this blow and is overly sad, so she should rest in her room. I'll go visit her and express my condolences, which may ease her sadness a little bit." Mu Tian saw the root.
Auntie Fa found it difficult to speak, so she changed the topic. This topic would allow him to prove his suspicion that he was "conversing" with the dead.
"She's sad? I've never seen her sad before!"
???
Mu Tian raised his eyebrows lightly and stared at the old woman in front of him who was overwhelmed by hatred.
"After my brother died, my sister-in-law went back to her parents' home, Parrot Island, and never came back."