Reborn female queen, spoiled and crazy husband

"Sir, please see, if sparks can come out of my chimney and burn his house, how can it burn a piece of it?

And according to his family's story, it was probably burned in the middle of the night, when everyone was sleeping.

Most of the surrounding houses are made of wood and grass. They will definitely be burned. How could the entire village be burned to such a small extent?

Also, Sir, we did not light a fire yesterday. The chimney is a stove. If it burns, the temperature inside can be maintained for at least two days without opening the small door.

If we really lit a fire last night, the temperature inside the stove must be very high now. So, if you don't believe it, you can check to see if there is any temperature inside! "

When the official heard this, he looked at the Zhang family's husband and then at Yun Weiwei: "What are you doing with that stove?"

"Sir, of course it's for livelihood. If you have nothing to do, bake something at home to see if you can sell it..." Yun Weiwei said casually.

After hearing what she said, the officer winked at the person next to him.

One person left quickly and came to the next door. He turned on the stove for a while, but did not find any temperature in it, and there was even a hint of coolness.

When he came back, he said something in the leader's ear.

"Zhang Miao, right? According to what we just checked, there is indeed no temperature in the other party's stove..."

"It's impossible. If it weren't for their stove, how could the roof of my house be burned..."

Yun Weiwei smiled, raised his feet and came to the house with the burned roof.

"Sir, come and see..."

At Yun Weiwei's shout, several officials from outside also walked in one after another.

"how?"

"Sir, this roof seems to be man-made..., you see..."

Yun Weiwei pointed to the burned piece above his head, and then pointed to the situation at the scene.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang's expression suddenly changed and he rushed in.

Zhang Wang had a trace of sweat on his face and followed behind him, submissive.She wanted to hold him back, but her husband stared back.

"Yun Weiwei, you actually want to blame us for what your family has done. What evidence do you have for saying so?"

"Then what evidence do you have that my house was burned?

And look at the scene..." Yun Weiwei pointed: "If it was really burned from above, then a lot of dust would have fallen down below, and even the entire roof might have been burned, but only this area was burned.

If someone takes something to burn in this place, put out the fire when it is almost burned... This makes sense..."

The officer stared at the burned hole above his head, and then looked at the Zhang family's husband in front of him.

Yun Weiwei had sharp eyes and soon saw a long stick not far from the corner. There was some inexplicable dust on one end of the stick.

"Huh..." He walked over and took the stick over and studied it: "It's strange. If you use this stick to hit the burned places, it seems to be easy..."

Mr. Zhang's face turned pale with fright. He clutched his clothes tightly with his hands and looked at Yun Weiwei with gloomy eyes, but he was extremely worried.

Yun Weiwei said and she demonstrated.

"Just right, even the height of the Zhang family's father-in-law is fine..." Yun Weiwei said.

Her words coupled with her actions.

"You, you are talking nonsense..."

Zhang Wang saw something was wrong and immediately said: "Master official, I, we don't, we won't report to the official... No, we won't report..."

When the official heard this, his face turned dark.

Yun Weiwei looked at the couple in front of him and curled his mouth.

"Sir, it turns out that they must have set the fire themselves, not my chimney. And, look..." Yun Weiwei pointed at Zhang Wang and her husband Zhang Miao.

"There are still some burnt ash marks on their bodies..."

When the officer took a look, he found out and his face became even uglier!

When Zhang Wang and Zhang Miao heard this, they instinctively stretched out their hands to pat their shoulders, their faces looked panicked.

"I, I don't have..."

"Okay. What else do you two have to say?"

"Sir, I, we..." The two of them were so frightened that they almost collapsed on the ground, each one trembling.

"You burned down the roof of your own house, and you want to accuse me of it. Why are you so shameless? And you even reported yourself as a false official... Do you really think that the Yamen is so idle?"

"Sir, we were wrong, we were really wrong..."

Yun Weiwei walked out of the next door with a smile.

People outside looked at Yun Weiwei as if he were a ghost.

"Have you noticed that the only thing wrong with this cloud is..."

"Hey, the Zhang family couple are really confused. How can they burn the house down? What if the fire accidentally spreads and burns us?"

"I didn't expect that stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice..."

In the kitchen, Yu Shen, who was busy working, heard that she was back and walked out immediately.

"How about it? This has nothing to do with us, right?"

"Don't worry, he lit the fire himself and it has nothing to do with us."

Yun Weiwei poured some water for himself, washed it once, then rolled up his sleeves and prepared to help in the kitchen.

Yu Shen knew that she had been mentally and physically exhausted for a while, so how could he let her go to the kitchen to cook at this time?

"My wife, you'd better sit down and rest, I'll do it." After Yu Shen finished speaking, she returned to the kitchen.

Yun Weiwei shook his head and finally looked at the pottery embryos he made yesterday.Start coloring and sizing again.

After breakfast, Yun Weiwei put the pottery embryos made in the past two days into the stove one by one.

The first day of June.

Yun Weiwei moved the porcelain that he had packed away at home onto the horse cart one by one.

"Yucheng, is there anything you want? Come back and I'll buy it." Yun Weiwei asked.

"I, please see if there are any such threads sold in the market, just buy me some..." Yu Sheng took out a ball of thread from his arms.

Yun Weiwei immediately thought of the embroidery he had been doing at home recently. He had already wasted a lot of the best silk thread, and he might not have enough.

"okay, I get it…"

Yun Weiwei took the cow and left.

The horse cart was filled with porcelain and finally covered with a thick cloth.

The people in the village were a little curious when they saw that a horse-drawn cart was still covered tightly.

But no one dares to approach her...

It takes three quarters of an hour to get from Baijia Village to the market.

When Yun Weiwei arrived at the market, he found that all the good seats had been taken away.In the end, she could only choose a marginal position to put the horse and cart.

He took out some decent porcelain and placed them in front of her.

"Hey, don't miss it when you pass by, the fine porcelain..." The familiar shouting and familiar routine quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the market.

After a while, many people came in front of her.