Ex-wife villain

Daomenhetu's repair of the injured body was really fast. By the time of sunrise, the trauma had basically healed, and only the destroyed acupoints were still being repaired.

Jiang Shouzhong could clearly feel the resentment of the two little golden men.

Fortunately, the acupoints that I had worked so hard to open were destroyed, and the spiral ascension to the sky without being angry was pretty good.

Jiang Shouzhong could only express his apology silently.

Dragging his still aching body to a street stall to eat some breakfast, Jiang Shouzhong came to Zhang Yunwu's home.

Inside the room, Wen Zhaodi was clearing away the dishes on the table.

Every move of the woman exudes the unique charm of a married woman, as if she has been matured for thirty years and is full of intoxicating charm.

Looking at the graceful figure of the woman, Jiang Shouzhong's eyes were dark and unclear.

He remembered the scene where the other party seduced him before.

Although the woman was trying to save her husband at the time, she left a bad impression on him.

Will Hongxing cheat on her?

"Brother Jiang, have you had breakfast? I left some rice porridge for you."

Wen Zhaodi smiled quietly.

"No, I've already eaten." Jiang Shouzhong's expression returned to normal. He smiled and waved his hand. He didn't see Zhang Yunwu and asked curiously: "Where is Lao Zhang? Why aren't you at home?"

Wen Zhaodi in Jingchai's sarong smoothed a strand of hair from her forehead to behind her ears, with a look of helplessness on her face, "That girl Yue'er didn't want to go to the academy again. She complained that she had a stomachache. Brother Wu personally sent her there, guessing That girl must have been pestering Brother Wu to buy candied chestnuts on the way."

Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said: "This girl seems to be born with a bad match for the academy."

Wen Zhaodi sighed softly.

Although the main scholars in the continental dynasty are still men, it would be great if a woman could have some knowledge. Even if she could not be a female official, it would be good to marry into a scholarly family in the future.

Jiang Shouzhong sniffed his nose and asked in surprise: "Lao Zhang drank again last night?"

Wen Zhaodi nodded lightly, "He is a distant cousin of Brother Wu. He came to the capital to do business. When he learned that his mother-in-law was ill, he came to visit. The two of them drank very late last night, and his cousin left around midnight. "

Distant cousin?

Jiang Shouzhong was stunned.

I heard Lao Zhang say before that he has relatives in Mozhou.

Jiang Shouzhong didn't pay attention. He came to the hut filled with the smell of medicine, looked at the skinny mother Zhang who was in a coma, and said softly: "Speaking of it, my aunt doesn't seem to have been sober during this time."

Behind her, Wen Zhaodi said sadly, "The doctor said, it will last until the end of the year at most."

Jiang Shouzhong gently held Zhang's mother's rough and cold hand, and once again thought of the bloody nightmare scene.

I remember that in the dream, only Mother Zhang was still alive.

She was awake at the time.

But whether he was killed by Lao Zhang in the end did not appear in the dream.

Looking at the old man's declining face, Jiang Shouzhong sighed secretly: "Auntie, should you save this daughter-in-law?"

-

Jiang Shouzhong, who left Lao Zhang's house, continued to wander outside, absorbing the yin and yang energy to feed the two little ones in his dantian.

He tried to choose places with as many people as possible.

Men and women, old and young, the yin and yang energy intertwined like flowing clouds, constantly being absorbed by the yin and yang talisman in the Dantian.

The dissatisfaction of the two little guys was finally appeased.

While hanging up, Jiang Shouzhong's brain was naturally not idle, recalling every detail of the scene in the dream.

The woman whose neck was cut off...the child lying in a pool of blood...the wind and snow outside...the angry Lao Zhang...

Jiang Shouzhong wandered silently on the street, like a wandering ghost.

The vendors around him were shouting to solicit business, and the noise of pedestrians seemed to be completely isolated from him.

Only the vague clues were intertwined with the troubled thoughts, slowly smoothed out and sorted out, and then twisted into a mess again.

Jiang Shouzhong rubbed his brows in distress, "It's difficult to handle."

After wandering around until the afternoon, Jiang Shouzhong met Zhang Yue'er who was after school on the way to Lao Zhang's house. The little girl was eating with a large pile of candied fruits in her arms, followed by a young man.

The man has a handsome appearance and a slender body, and his pair of peach blossom eyes are particularly attractive.

Many women passing by took a peek.

Zhang Yue'er trotted up to Jiang Shouzhong, raised a cute smile and asked, "Uncle Jiang, are you here to pick me up from school?"

"Just passing by."

Jiang Shouzhong pinched the little girl's round baby face and looked at the young man following him, "This is..."

Hearing that the other party did not come to pick her up specially, Zhang Yue'er pursed her lips unhappily and said solemnly: "He is my cousin."

Cousin?

That distant cousin of Lao Zhang?

Jiang Shouzhong squinted his eyes as he looked at the other person. He didn't expect that the bull had such a handsome cousin.

"You must be the little Brother Jiang that my cousin talks about."

The young man smiled kindly and warmly, "I am Zhang Yunwu's distant cousin in Mozhou, my name is Jiang Qing. This time I came to the capital to do some business. I heard that my aunt was sick, so I made a special trip to visit. I was drinking with my cousin last night. He kept mentioning you."

Jiang Shouzhong nodded politely, "Nice to meet you."

"Huh? My cousin's surname is Jiang, and your surname is also Jiang, uncle Jiang. You must be brothers, right?"

Zhang Yue'er seemed to have discovered a new world, her shining eyes swirling around the two of them.

Jiang Qing laughed dumbly, "Maybe we were a family eight hundred years ago."

"Qing..."

After realizing it, Jiang Shou's heart suddenly jumped.

He suddenly raised his head, stared closely at the other person's charming peach blossom eyes, and subconsciously asked: "When did you come to the capital?"

Jiang Qing was startled and replied: "I just arrived the day before yesterday."

After asking the question, Jiang Shouzhong actually regretted his rashness and said with a smile: "It's not easy to come to the capital. You might as well stay a few more days. This place is still very lively. If you are not familiar with the road, just come to me." I can be considered a semi-experienced landlord.”

"it is good."

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Yue'er and the other two, Jiang Shouzhong went home and took out the pamphlet.

He opened the booklet of essays to the page where Zhao Wancang's wife had an affair with a mysterious man named "Brother Qing", and wrote the word "Jiang Qing" at the back with a question mark.

"Most coincidences in the world have a purpose."

Jiang Shouzhong said softly.

I almost forgot, I am not the only one with the surname Jiang in this world.

-

The next day, Jiang Shouzhong came to the Jingcheng County Government Office.

Since Lao Liao went to the border to join the army, the current county government chief is a man named Shi Jian. He used to be Lao Liao's deputy, and his relationship with Jiang Shouzhong and the others is not particularly good.

Shi Jian was a little surprised when he heard that Jiang Shouzhong came to ask about the case of the flower-picking thief, but he didn't ask too many questions and told what he knew.

"We still don't know the name of this flower-picking thief. He first committed crimes in Mozhou, and later went to Qingzhou and harmed many girls, including the female family members of the former prefect. This incident made a big fuss.

If the prefect's concubine hadn't gone crazy and reported her man, it would have been difficult to find out the whereabouts of this flower-picking thief. And this person is good at the art of disguise and is extremely cunning, making it difficult to catch him. "

Disguise?

Mozhou?

Jiang Shouzhong touched his chin thoughtfully.

If the guy named Jiang Qing is really the flower-picking thief, then his appearance now should be real.

After all, it is very risky to disguise yourself in front of relatives.

Although Lao Zhang is a rough man, he is not blind and has some impressions of his relatives.

Shi Jian looked at the other party's expression and asked in a low voice: "Brother Jiang, do you have any clues?"

Jiang Shouzhong came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Shi, I will tell you any clues as soon as possible. And only you. After all, only Brother Shi can swallow such a big credit."

"Thank you very much, Brother Jiang."

Shi Jian showed a tacit smile

After walking out of the county government office, Jiang Shouzhong looked up at the clear and clear sky, but there was a haze in his eyes.

Wen Zhaodi, I gave you one chance, and I will never give you a second chance.

Whether you can save your life this time depends on whether you can cherish it.