When Xiao Lingyue and Zhan Beihan heard this, they looked at each other and continued to listen.
Another person's voice soon sounded in the house, and he said with a respectful tone: "The goods have been experienced and the quality is the same as in previous years. And I heard from the people who delivered the goods that the harvest this year is good, 30% more than last year."
"It's only 30%?" The man was a little dissatisfied.
"The Northern Qin court investigated it strictly, and they dared not be too presumptuous, if someone found out."
"Okay, okay!"
The man interrupted impatiently, "There are these words every year, and I'm tired of listening to them! 30% of them will be worth 30%. When will the goods be delivered?"
The man's tone was a little gloomy: "I heard that the Northern Qin court was going to send someone to inspect the imperial tomb again. The master told me that it would be better not to meet the people of the court. The freight must be transported away before the imperial envoy arrived!"
"Yes, my subordinates understand! The delivery date has been set, just ten days later, the old place!"
"Ten days?"
"This is the fastest time. After all, they have to have a suitable reason to ship the freight out." Remember in one second
The master and servant in the room were talking in a low voice.
The candlelight projected their shadows on the window paper, and one was a middle-aged man with a beard and slightly fat body.
The other one was wearing a cloak and couldn't tell the figure.
While listening quietly, Xiao Lingyue thought in her mind until the people in the house finished discussing and the person wearing a cloak left the house, and the middle-aged man seemed to be ready to rest.
She and Zhan Beihan quietly left the side window and hid in a hidden corner.
There is no one around.
Xiao Lingyue lowered her voice and said, "These two people were too cautious. They didn't say what the 'good' was from beginning to end, nor did they say the specific location of the delivery. There was only one ten days later."
She and Zhan Beihan were obviously cautious enough that they were definitely not discovered by the people in the room.
However, the communication between the master and servant in the house seemed to be deliberately preventing someone from being eavesdropped on. He did not mention any important information and was playing puzzles throughout the whole process.
I think of the sneaky midnight movements of the three cloaked men, which are both cover-up and reeds.
Do normal caravans need to be cautious to this extent when doing business?
Xiao Lingyue sneered in her heart: It seems that there is a ghost!
Zhan Beihan's voice was deep: "It's okay, if they don't say it, there will always be someone who knows it!"
Xiao Lingyue thought about it and quickly guessed: "You mean, County Magistrate Li Bihuai?"
A faint light flashed in her eyes: "That's right! Even the small caravan where Qiao Qing is located knows that the county magistrate and the caravan that came from Nanyan are relatives from afar, and the people in the caravan live at the county magistrate's house every year.
If there were really ghosts in the caravan, Li Bihuai would not have known it.
Even if he didn't participate, he was at least an insider!"
She and Zhan Beihan sneaked in quietly. Even if they find that there is something wrong with the caravan, they will not rush in and arrest people and question them directly.
After all, if you catch a villain, you will be a thief and take the stolen goods.
The stolen goods have not appeared yet, and the caravan has not done anything, so it is useless to catch them.
And who knows whether there are any other people in secret?
Just like Zhan Beihan and King Xiang, one is in the light and the other is in the dark, the caravan may also play the same trick. If it cannot be eliminated with the tentacles in the secret, it is no different from letting the tiger return to the mountain!
Xiao Lingyue figured out these things in an instant, and she simply asked: "Where is Li Bihuai? Go and find him directly!"
Zhan Beihan saw her as if she was struck while the iron was hot, and her lips curled up: "It's in this house."