What's more, Liu Xiang said that when she went to bribe this person, there were several moneylenders collecting debts. In other words, in addition to the bribed jailer, there were several moneylenders who had also seen Liu Xiang.
Things seemed to be getting complicated. Feng Hongluan was in a state of confusion, but she pretended to be calm on her face: "Daddy, have you found any clues now?"
Luo He replied: "I don't know, Miss, that Mrs. Ling is now weak. I will send a dozen people from home to take care of her here soon. Miss, would you like to bring something for you?"
"No!" Feng Hongluan was a little distracted. The matter had reached such an extent. Once it was found out, how should she explain it to her father?
Come on, don't mess up your position first, just take it one step at a time.
"Hong'er, in the kitchen, I asked Qingchen to make porridge. You go over and ask her to cook a black-bone chicken and red date soup. Luohe, you go and do your work first. I'll take care of you here."
"Yes, miss!"
The two of them retreated, and Feng Hongluan looked at Ling's mother who was in a coma, feeling very upset.
It was night, and the Ling Mansion, which had been lonely for a long time, regained some of the excitement going west. Fengcheng sent twenty maids from Feng Mansion to come here to take care of them. When Luo He sent people over, Feng Hongluan also inquired.
After a while, the person who broke the stool leg was found or not.
Luo He only said that the general was still investigating, but didn't say anything else. Feng Hongluan was always worried. If he continued to investigate like this, he would eventually find her. No, he couldn't let his father continue to investigate. He was afraid that by then, his father would be found.
The result of the investigation will slap him in the face, and the matter must be stopped.
Asking a maid transferred from Feng Mansion to serve Liuxiang, Feng Hongluan herself took advantage of the night, put on a black cloak, walked out from the side wall, and disappeared into the night.
Feng Mansion, Feng Pavilion, in the darkness, sat a petite figure. There was no lamp or charcoal basin. The room was extremely cold. Feng Hongluan's body was about to become stiff. It had already been an hour. Why was dad still there?
Not coming back.
She kept poking and warming her hands, and suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the snow outside.
Listening carefully, she found that the footsteps were very soft and cautious, and did not seem to belong to her father. She was a little wary, squatted down, covered her petite body with the desk, and looked out from the gap under the desk.
In the middle, through the light of the white snow, I saw an embroidered shoe stepping into the door.
Female?
She remained calm while the man came in, closed the door, and then cautiously headed towards the desk.
Feng Hongluan held her breath, Shaoqing, she only heard the sound of rummaging, and there was a fire twister, but no candle was lit.
Most likely, someone was looking at something, but they were afraid that it would be too bright and attract people.
After a sound of paper being sprayed out, the man put out the fire twister and left. From the beginning to the end, Feng Hongluan only saw a pair of the man's feet and half of his skirt, but did not see the man's face clearly.
After the man left, Feng Hongluan stood up and looked through the pile of things that the man had looked through one by one. She squinted her eyes and it was a little hard to see in the dark. But soon, she seemed to understand.
What are people here to see?
Among this pile of things was a grain and grass transportation route map.
That woman came in just now, probably for the purpose of this grain transportation route map!
Today, as King Jin reminded him, the General made some moves and asked his father to pay attention to the movement on the roadside and send more troops when escorting the grain and grass. It turned out that what King Jin said was true. After all, the General had someone in Feng Mansion.
, and for so many years, she was unaware of it.
I tried to recall the embroidered shoes of the person just now. It was too dark and I couldn’t see clearly, but it was a woman’s foot. But there were too many women in Feng Mansion. I had to check one by one for such a foot in the dark. How could I find it?
.
Maybe there will be footprints on the snow falling outside.
Feng Hongluan thought this and hurried out. When she opened the door, she was suddenly startled. There was a person standing outside the door. She pushed the door open and entered. When she saw her, she was also startled. When she realized what she was doing, she saw someone fierce behind her.
He attacked her, thinking he was a thief.
Feng Hongluan was busy blocking. Looking at the moves, she realized it was her father. "Dad, it's me, Hongluan!"
If he didn't say anything, he would probably be beaten to the ground by his father within five moves. His father could reach the position of a hussar general, and his martial arts skills should not be underestimated.
Hearing this, Fengcheng quickly stopped his second palm and said, "Hongluan, how could it be you? Shouldn't you be in Ling Mansion?"
Originally, she wanted to talk to Fengcheng about the chair legs. Before Fengcheng found out and slapped herself in front of the courtiers, she had to confess. She couldn't let her father be embarrassed.
However, now she has more important things to say: "Dad, don't ask me why I came back. Someone just sneaked into your room. Hong Luan was hiding under your desk. Although you can't see clearly who that person is, she is on your desk."
I rummaged through it and found that it was sneaky and my daughter was about to chase it."
"Desk?" Fengcheng seemed to be alert, striding into the room and lighting the candle, "Did you see what she was looking at?"
"If my guess is correct, it should be this one!" Feng Hongluan pointed at the grain transportation route map, "Dad, I'm afraid he belongs to the general."
Fengcheng's face suddenly darkened: "This old thief may as well bite me over and over again."
"Dad, if he really belongs to the general, how should dad deal with it?"
Fengcheng frowned deeply, thought for a moment, and snorted coldly: "Okay, then I will take advantage of it, Hong Luan, luckily you discovered it today, by the way, you didn't see any of that person's features?"
"I only saw a pair of shoes and half a skirt. My daughter was under the desk, so there was no movement."
"What color are the shoes and skirt?"
"There was no lamp in hand, so the man peeked at the transportation plan and just lit a fire. The light was weak and my daughter couldn't see clearly."
"That's all, daddy will be more careful in the future. Hongluan, you haven't said yet why you came so late."
Finally, do you still want to make it clear?
Of course, how could Feng Hongluan not leave room for herself?
"Dad, actually, the bench incident was planned by my daughter!"
"What……"
Maple City was greatly surprised.
Feng Hongluan hurriedly knelt on the ground: "But my daughter swears to heaven that she never wanted to hurt Aunt Ling, but, just..."
[By the way, please forgive me if there are typos. In fact, every time I finish writing 10,000 words, my eyes are dazzled and the screen is floating. I don’t have the energy to check for typos, eh!]