Ex-wife villain

The ancient trees beside the road are vigorous and tall.

The tree trunks are covered with frost and snow, like a picture of jade trees and flowers.

Jiang Shouzhong and Lu Renjia squatted under the old tree, eating hot sweet potatoes and staring at Zhao Wanchang's house in the distance.

Occasionally, the latter would move his eyes to the passing women, looking at the swaying place with particularly spectacular scenery, and then he would nudge Jiang Shouzhong with his elbow and wink, which was very obscene.

Jiang Shouzhong felt embarrassed and moved to the side.

Originally, the two of them planned to ask Zhao Wancang directly, but Jiang Shouzhong temporarily changed his mind and planned to observe secretly first.

Not only observing Zhao Wanchang, but also his wife.

Lu Renjia said vaguely: "Instead of watching here, it would be better to ask directly. It would be much easier."

Jiang Shouzhong reluctantly finished the sweet potatoes bought by Lu Renjia, wiped his hands with some unmelted snow next to him, and said in a low voice: "There is no need to scare the snake, just keep an eye on it first. If there is really nothing to gain, it is not too late to ask." "

Jiang Shouzhong has asked Lao Liao to go to Zhao Wanchang's wife's natal home to investigate.

As for the reporter who said he saw Zhao Wanchang dumping his body with his own eyes, Jiang Shouzhong also found him. He was indeed crazy and not in his right mind.

But being abnormal doesn't mean that you will tell lies sometimes.

By now, Jiang Shouzhong already had a clear clue in his mind, and all he needed to do next was to prove it.

"By the way, what happened to the case yesterday? I went to Lao Zhang's house just now. Why do my siblings feel weird, as if they are avoiding you?"

Lu Renjia asked, staring at Jiang Shouzhong suspiciously.

Jiang Shouzhong, who was thinking about the case, said angrily: "Why do you care so much? Ask yourself."

"If I could ask... Hey, Zhao Wanchang is out!"

Lu Renjia suddenly curled up his neck and pulled Jiang Shouzhong to move behind the tree trunk, trying to cover his figure as much as possible.

Jiang Shouzhong squinted his eyes and looked at the person going out opposite.

Zhao Wanchang's spirit seemed to be declining.

After greeting his wife in the house, he left the courtyard, his steps a little hurried.

"Where is this guy going?"

Lu Renjia was surprised.

Jiang Shouzhong thought for a moment and whispered:

"Lao Zhang will come over later. You and he will continue to guard and keep an eye on Mrs. Zhao in the room. I will follow Zhao Wancang."

Lu Renjia nodded, "Be careful."

Jiang Shouzhong patted Lu Renjia on the shoulder, took cover by the tree trunk, and quietly moved behind Zhao Wancang.

Following all the way out of the north gate, Zhao Wanchang first went to Wuchan Temple.

After burning incense, I bought a jade Buddha pendant that was said to be blessed near the temple, and then headed towards Yunhu Lake.

On the road, men often clasp their hands together, place the Jade Buddha in their palms and recite silently, sometimes walking fast and sometimes slowing down.

The behavior is very strange.

Arriving at the Yunhu Ferry, several cruise boats and boats of different sizes were moored on the shore.

As a famous nearby attraction, Cloud Lake is loved by people.

In summer and autumn, there are many tourists with business background or young masters and ladies from wealthy families playing here. They may chat about elegant things, have private meetings about love affairs, or discuss current affairs.

In winter, there are very few tourists.

But occasionally when it snows, it’s nice to go boating and enjoy the snow.

At this time, there are also a few idle boats in the lake, floating comfortably in the clear blue lake.

Zhao Wanchang went to chat with the foreman in charge of shipping for a few words, then came to a small boat converted from a fishing boat, cleaned and wiped the cabin, sat on the stone pier where the moorings were tied, and started chatting with the boatman next to him.

According to the information investigated, Jiang Shouzhong knew that Zhao Wanchang was once a fisherman, and he first fished in the Bei Lake area of ​​​​Jiangjiang River.

Later, after the imperial court issued a ban on fishing, he went to work at a dock, and occasionally came to Yun Lake to do business of soliciting tourists to visit the lake.

However, most of them are in spring, summer and autumn, and rarely come in winter.

Jiang Shouzhong found a place a little far away from the ferry, leaning against a willow tree with only bare branches left, and continued to watch.

Not far away, a man in his forties carrying a backpack also rested against a willow tree.

The man who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar was holding broken cakes and fried rice in one hand, a leather water bag in the other, and a wine gourd hanging around his waist. He was dusty, and he looked like a foreigner who had traveled here.

Sensing Jiang Shouzhong's gaze, the man in coarse cloth smiled politely.

Jiang Shouzhong smiled back, bored, and simply took out a stack of transcripts from his arms and looked down at them, trying to find more doubts and clues.

After a while, a man's voice suddenly came.

"Brother, would you like some drink?"

Jiang Shouzhong looked up and saw the other party picking up the wine bottle and looking at him with a warm smile. He smiled and shook his head, "No, I don't really like drinking. Thank you."

Jiang Shouzhong glanced at Zhao Wanchang on the ferry shore.

The other party was lucky. At this moment, two men in bright clothes were boating together and chose his boat.

Zhao Wancang rowed the boat and carried the two of them drifting toward the lake.

"It's better not to drink. Drinking can easily cause trouble."

The man in green shirt with mediocre appearance and dark skin took out the cork and smelled the aroma of the wine. Then he put the cork back and hung up the wine gourd again. He opened his mouth and asked with a smile, "My brother is from the capital." ?”

Jiang Shouzhong nodded and asked casually: "Brother, who is he?"

"It's just a plant without roots, just a grain of dust on the road." The middle-aged man looked at the cloud lake where lakes, mountains, sky and shadows are integrated into one, and he laughed at himself, "Floating in the four seas, wandering in the rivers and lakes."

Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said: "If you don't have any worries, being able to travel all over the world will be a pleasure in life."

The man sighed: "The difficulty lies in the difficulty. If you have a heart, you will care."

He put the bag behind his waist, changed into a comfortable sitting position, and said calmly:

"She said she was traveling far and wide, but in fact she was looking for her daughter who had been abandoned for many years. There was an accident in her family that year, and her daughter, who was less than two years old, was accidentally kidnapped by a horse thief and used as an extortion for money.

Unfortunately, even after spending all their wealth, they could not save their daughter. Since then, I have been wandering everywhere, hoping to find her in my lifetime. "

Jiang Shouzhong was startled.

He couldn't help but think of his parents who were separated, abducted, or accidentally lost in his previous life, struggling to find their relatives.

Even in such a modern society where information is gradually improving, finding relatives is extremely difficult, let alone this ancient society.

After so many years, it’s hard to say whether my daughter is still here or not.

Jiang Shouzhong didn't know how to comfort her, but the man was open-minded. He picked up the wine gourd, smelled it, and said in a loud voice: "The world is long and ever-changing. There will be a day when we meet again in this world. I, Yan, believe that I will eventually find my daughter."

Jiang Shouzhong was infected by the other party's optimism and sincerely wished: "I hope I can find my daughter as soon as possible."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Shouzhong said, "If you don't mind, could you tell me your daughter's name? If I'm lucky enough to meet someone with the same name in the future, I might be able to help with the investigation."

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Even if a child under two years old has a name, after so many years, he no longer has that name. The only thing that can be identified is that he hopes to be somewhat similar to his mother. Of course, it is best Don’t be like me. Girls should look better. I’m a bit ugly as a father.”

The originally heavy topic suddenly became much more relaxed under the man's teasing, and Jiang Shouzhong couldn't help but smile.

He glanced at Zhao Wancang, who was still rowing for the guests, put away the notebook on his knees, and asked softly: "I must have been a learned scholar before."

The man named Yan smiled and nodded.

"I used to be a bookworm, and I was even lucky enough to visit the world's largest collection of books, but I stopped reading later. Bai Wuyi is a scholar. This is absolutely true.

I have learned so many principles, big and small, but unfortunately, none of them work when faced with soldiers. Therefore, the biggest truth in this world is that the fist is strong. "

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head and retorted, "When you reason with a woman, you can't just use your fists."

The man surnamed Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, showing an expression that only a man can understand, and extended his thumb, "That's the truth."

Jiang Shouzhong asked curiously: "Does this mean that I have given up writing and practiced martial arts?"

The man surnamed Yan said modestly: "I learned some furry swordsmanship."

He gently patted the half of "Tian Yuan River Album" that was hidden in the baggage... and tried to break free, with a meaningful smile.

Don't be impatient, let me have a chat with you, the new master first.