Zhan Laosan is a good person, crossing his legs and pouring cold water on the excited Ma family, "Shut up, Xiaoyu's workshop has nothing to do with you?"
"I am Xiaoyu's third aunt!" Ma stared at Zhan Lao San in anger. If it weren't for her man, she would have been scratching her face with her claws!
Now in Jinlin Village, the sister-in-law Li’s family is the most popular, and she, Ma, can also rank second!
"Come on, you have scolded Xiaoyu a lot before." Zhan Lao San rolled his eyes and looked at Old Man Zhan who was smoking a dry tobacco and said, "Dad, the old patriarch told me privately. After the workshop is completed, if so,
If possible, let you go to the workshop to be a chef."
Old man Zhan sat up straight and stopped smoking dry tobacco. Various emotions on his old face, covered in wrinkles, were changing in an intertwined manner. He was lucky, regretful... and finally returned to peace.
"Okay, are you still working at the dock?" Old Man Zhan nodded and couldn't help looking at his second son who was lowering his head. He originally valued his second son the most, but now...
The third son Zhan didn't want to go to the workshop and was taken care of by others. He said lazily: "I am a manager now. The bosses and shops at the dock respect me, and I won't come back."
One person is a magistrate of the gods and the dogs ascend to heaven! The pier was originally a place where dragons and snakes were mixed, but Zhan Fei was valued by the magistrate Chen, and the uncle Zhan Lao San also benefited from it.
The street patrol constables were brothers and brothers from the third party Zhan, and those who ran the boats were even more afraid to offend them. The guys from the shops who came to the dock to receive goods and deliver goods were naturally polite.
Although Zhan Lao San is lazy, he is not bad by nature and is righteous. Now he is a small manager who arranges delivery and pick-up goods by ox carts. As long as he shouts and commands, he can go out to have a drink with others at noon.
Little wine, this day is as beautiful as a god.
"Okay, second brother, you can take care of this land in the future. When it's busy with farming, you will hire someone to help." Old Man Zhan no longer dared to make trouble. Xiaoyu's granddaughter has been adopted and has nothing to do with the old Zhan family.
But now this day is much better than in previous years.
After leaving the main hall, Ma also wanted to persuade Zhan Laosan to go to the workshop, "I heard that the shop managers have five or six taels of money for the moon silver!"
The old Sangou, who was being called out, got angry and returned to the bedroom and went to the bed, "If you talk nonsense, I won't even go to the dock tomorrow!"
"I..." Ma stared at the rogue-like Zhan Lao San in anger, but he was afraid that he would really give up the burden, so he could only hold back his anger.
In the main hall, watching Zhan Lao Er leave, Old Man Zhan sighed, "Old woman, why don't you ask the second child again? I think the lotus has changed a lot now, and the vegetable field is well taken care of."
Although Xiao Yao's legs were lame, she didn't need to do any heavy work. Besides, this is Dalang and Sanlang's biological mother.
Old man Zhan can take out the money to marry another wife for Zhan Lao Er. "The second brother offended Xiao Yu very much. A good girl will definitely not marry the second brother. If she marry a widow or divorce her,
Not as good as lotus.”
Old Mrs. Zhan lowered her head and bit off the cotton thread that repaired her clothes. She looked at Old Mrs. Zhan who was smoking a dry tobacco and shook her head. She couldn't care about the second child of Zhan, who was a mother-in-law.
...
It was still not dawn that he got up. After reading five artistic and literary essays through, Zhan Feiyu recited twenty poems about his shortcomings.
"I'll bring you a bath water when I come back." Looking at Zhan Feiyu who was waiting for boxing in the yard, Li reminded her warmly, and then she took the basket to the vegetable field to cut some leeks, planning to spread a leek, egg pancake.
As breakfast for Zhan Feiyu.
Zhan Feiyu nodded obediently, but his movements when punching were straightforward and neat, and her cold eyes were full of posture.
By the time of Chen, Zhan Feiyu had already finished breakfast. "Mom, the teacher will be back to Beijing soon. I may be back a little later in the past few days."
Although he was a little reluctant, Li would never delay Zhan Feiyu's study. "Mom knows, you have to listen to the teacher, don't be too tired."
The mother and daughter just left the yard, but saw the village walking over quickly with a middle-aged man.
"Uncle Dong?" Zhan Feiyu was stunned.
Dong Fang, who is in his forties, is wearing a cotton long gown, but his demeanor is obviously not an ordinary person.
"Miss." After saluting respectfully, Dong Fang continued: "Sir, let the subordinates come down to handle the workshop matters, and the carriage parked at the entrance of the village."
Zhan Feiyu is a hand-off manager. After telling the workshop about the old patriarch, she will not interfere anymore. At this moment, she took the conversation and said, "Uncle Dong, you and Cun Zheng are busy. I'll go to the teacher's place, mom,
You go back."
The carriage was parked at the entrance of the farm. Zhan Feiyu jumped out of the carriage, and the sound of horse hooves came from behind him.
Chongguang turned over and dismounted with a cool move, "Fat girl, are your legs so nimble?"
With a straight eyebrows and glaring at him, Zhan Feiyu ignored Chongguang and smiled at Yin Wuyan who was dismounting, "Big brother, are you here to find the teacher?"
"Yeah." He responded coldly, and Yin Wuyan took down the bookcase from the carriage, "Let's go."
Zhan Feiyu followed Yin Wuyan obediently, and two figures, one tall and one short, entered the yard together.
Chongguang, who was behind, tsk twice. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, who would have believed that Master Qi had such a considerate side?
There are two roads passing through the courtyard. The main courtyard is on the right, and the corridor on the left is connected to the backyard. It is also the small courtyard where Zhan Feiyu temporarily lives.
"Big brother, I'll go to the study." Zhan Feiyu spoke. Although the teacher came from Gu family in Nanling, he did not pay attention to these red tape. He didn't need Zhan Feiyu to go first to ask for greetings in the morning. If you have this time, just go to the study room for more time.
Write a big character.
"I'll send you there." Yin Wuyan turned left without stopping until he entered the study room and put down the bookcase before leaving.
Looking at the whole page of today's homework on the desk, Zhan Feiyu hurriedly opened the bookcase and started studying. With the teacher's homework, he definitely forced people to death.
In the living room of the front yard, Prince Yu looked out the door, "Didn't it mean Wuyan is here?"
Gu Qingzhou, who was woken up by Prince Yu early in the morning, leaning lazily on the wooden couch. The wind blew in by the window, carrying the fragrance of flowers. Behind him was a square soft pillow, royal blue satin, inside
With cotton stuffed, it is as comfortable as it is moderately soft and hard.
"It really should be let the sour scholars of the Hanlin Academy see you like this!" Prince Yu looked at the cartilage Gu Qingzhou with contempt.
Looking at Prince Yu who was straight and sitting straight, Gu Qingzhou asked with a smile: "Prince, I heard that you had been shot by an arrow in your waist in your early years. Wouldn't you be tired of sitting like this?"
"When you reach this age of my king, I guess you can't walk without a crutch." Prince Yu said a few words of contempt, suddenly stood up and walked over quickly. Before Gu Qingzhou could react, he put the pillow behind him.
Snatched away.
When Yin Wuyan entered the door, he saw Prince Yu sitting on the chair with a look of enjoyment.
Gu Qingzhou didn't bother with Prince Yu, and said to Yin Wuyan: "Why are there any abnormal movements in Liu Jian?"
"I have sent all the guards of Prince Yu's mansion. If Liu Jian dares to silence him, then there will be another murder!" Prince Yu sneered coldly, Liu Jian is in a dilemma now.
The staff member Zhou Wenquan must not be able to stay. This is a big hidden danger. The best way is to kill and silence him. But the trouble is that the guards of Prince Yu's mansion cannot fly in the flies surrounded by Liu Jian's temporary residence.
Killing people is easy to deal with the body, and it will be troublesome. Burying it in a villa will definitely be found; but if you take it out of the villa, such a large body can only be put in a box, but Liu Jian is afraid that Prince Yu will go crazy, and the body will be taken away by then.
If you discover it, it is a mountain of iron evidence!
Of course, Liu Jian also thought of letting Zhou Wenquan disguise himself and leave the villa with him, and then silence him after leaving Shangsi County.
But if Zhou Wenquan was discovered by Prince Yu's Mansion or the Dragon Guard, he captured him alive, not only Wan Yunhao was poisoned, but Liu Jian had done many things that were unsightly in the past few years, and Zhou Wenquan knew that once he had no choice, he would have known that
He was captured alive, and Liu Jian was not far from being killed by the whole family.
"Liu Jian should be silenced in a different courtyard." The Dragon Guard of the Dragon had investigated officials in the court. Yin Wuyan inferred according to Liu Jian's personality that he would not take the risk of allowing Zhou Wenquan to be captured alive.
Prince Yu thought that he would take revenge soon, and his red face had fewer wrinkles. He said in a loud voice: "How can you kill someone? Liu Jian's old man must cut off Zhou Wenquan's hands.
Destroy the corpse and traces!”
Without hands, you can't extract fingerprints. At least you can clear the charge of killing Wan Yunhao. Of course, this step is also a chess. After all, the body has lost both hands. Anyone knows the reason. The scholars in Nanxuan Mansion are not stupid.
The Chinese officials are even less stupid, so there is no need to say anything about the emperor.
"Prince, it's enough to have a fire." Gu Qingzhou interrupted Prince Yu's words. It was not as convenient as a fire when chopping off his hands. When the person died, the body was burned, and his hands were naturally gone.
Prince Yu glared at the tiger's eyes, "It's okay, I immediately let someone sneak into the other yard and steal all the lard and sesame oil from the kitchen. I want to see how this fire burns!"
Setting fire will definitely destroy the corpse, but when the thick smoke comes together, it is equivalent to giving the royal guards and the Forbidden Dragon Guard the reason to rush into the other courtyard. Therefore, Liu Jian must ensure that the fire can burn quickly and also break into the Forbidden Dragon Guard the Forbidden Dragon Guard.
Before coming, he burned Zhou Wenquan's body.
...
When lunch was at lunch, Zhan Feiyu, who had been sitting in front of the desk for two hours, heard Prince Yu's fried man's hand, and the chicken pieces he had just picked up fell into the bowl.
"Haha, the little girl is still too brave. When you arrive in the capital in the future, you will come to Prince Yu's mansion. I will train you personally." Prince Yu was amused by Zhan Feiyu's stunned little look.
Unfortunately, the two girls in the royal family were taught by their mother to be polite and dignified. At the age of seven or eight, they only know how to abide by the rules and have no spiritual energy at all.
"Prince, did you really steal all the oil?" Zhan Feiyu's chin was shocked again and his chin was about to fall off.
Looking at Prince Yu who was proud of himself, Zhan Feiyu twitched his expression and couldn't help saying, "But just use a torch to burn the fingerprint of his right hand and then set a fire, there is no need to burn the body."
At least it's enough to create an illusion of fire. For example, Zhou Wenquan fell down at night and fainted while accidentally knocking over the oil lamp. His right hand happened to be stained with the spilled lamp oil, so his fingerprint was burned
It's reasonable.
"Without Wuyan, Liu Jian dared to arrange a murder scene, and Wuyan could find the flaws." Prince Yu didn't care at all. As long as it was murder, he would definitely not escape Wuyan's eyes.
Uh... Zhan Feiyu was stunned for a moment, could he still do this?
"Little girl, do you don't believe in Wuyan's ability to investigate the case?" Prince Yu laughed jokingly.
No! Zhan Feiyu looked at Yin Wuyan quickly and tried to open his eyes wide, just like he wrote the word "trust" in his eyes!
"Don't say anything about food." Yin Wuyan spoke in a deep voice and picked up dishes for Zhan Feiyu with public chopsticks.
...
Although Zhan Feiyu wanted to stay in the farm and wait for the result of the evening, she knew that her mother was still waiting for her at home, so she could only take the homework assigned by Gu Qingzhou to take the carriage back to the village.
After the sky became dark, a carriage was parked on the small road not far from Jinlin Village. A night pearl was hung on the top of the carriage. The white light illuminated the interior of the carriage, but from a distance, it was pitch black.
There was no light at all, and no one knew that there was a carriage parked here.
In the darkness, Zhan Lao Er secretly glanced at the woman in black clothes. She looked very young and beautiful. She sat upright in the carriage, like a picture of a beauty.
But Zhan Lao Er dared not think that he was vulgar. Not to mention the priceless night pearl on the top of the carriage, but to mention the woman's noble aura, he dared not make any blasphemy.
"Are you Zhan Feiyu's second uncle?" Qin's voice was soft, but his posture was pride of the daughter of a noble family. It seemed that speaking to a mud-legged man like Zhan Lao Er had belittled her identity.
"Is it a villain, I don't know if it's a noble person?" Zhan Lao Er lowered his head and thought quickly.
During the day he was doing farm work in the field, and suddenly a servant came over. Zhan Lao Er thought that the other party was here to ask for directions. Who knew that the servant gave him a five-tall silver ingot, and left a sentence, asking him to
I'll come here to see you midnight tonight.
The wealth is touching! Zhan Lao Er doesn't want to be a muddy piece of food in the field for the rest of his life, so he avoids the people in the old house and goes out secretly.
"You don't have to worry about who I am. Let's talk about Zhan Feiyu. She can do anything from childhood to adulthood." Qin picked up the teacup and drank the tea, while the maid beside her took two silver ingots of ten taels.
Zi put it in front of Zhan Lao Er.
"You have heard my lady's words. As long as you say it well, let alone twenty taels, two hundred taels are just a hairpin on my lady's head." The little maid was seventeen or eighteen years old, with her chin raised, so arrogant
He looked clearly despised Zhan Laoer, so he said it straightforwardly.
Twenty taels of silver are not much for Zhan Lao Er, but he can't refuse 200 taels, let alone he guessed that this noble man had a grudge against that little girl Zhan Feiyu. When he thought that Zhan Feiyu would be in trouble
An excited and crazy light flashed quickly in Zhan Lao Er's eyes.
Zhan Lao Er didn't know much about Zhan Feiyu. Before she entered the Lin Family Private School, Zhan Lao Er only knew that this niece was sensible and filial, and never quarreled with the children at home. She was just like a little adult, so no matter she was an old housekeeper.
The people in the village like Zhanfeiyu very much.
"In other words, Zhan Feiyu has a good reputation?" Qin narrowed his eyes. He could not have imagined that a rural girl had such a scheming and knew how to manage her reputation.