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"Master, it was the steward of the old man in the second house who said it himself.

Early in the morning, after the Hong family girl left, I went to squat on the master's roof as you asked.

Then I heard the master say... that you... "

Hearing this, Mu Ziqiu pursed his lips tightly and his face turned pale.

Some people are born with inability to spit out ivory, and sometimes they even doubt whether they are their own children.

Even if the mother condescended to ask the servants one question, just one question, she would know that Meng Jiao did not stay in her Wanxiangyuan last night, but in the guest house next door.

But she won't ask, nor does she care.

In her eyes, a woman who came out of the boudoir of her most disliked son early in the morning had lost her innocence!

Never mind. This was the result he wanted. Only in this way could he be free of worries when the relationship ended.

"Just say it."

Xiao Si secretly glanced at his master's expression, and felt a little distressed to see that he really didn't care now.

"It's exactly what you thought. The bastard from the second house is the second concubine of the county magistrate.

According to your plan, the master was indeed ready to come to you to question you early in the morning, but he was delayed for a while because he was having dinner.

Unexpectedly, the steward ran into the mansion with a look of death.

That look made me feel a little out of my mind.

He trembled as he said that the county magistrate's mansion was burned to ashes overnight, and that it was caused by a lightning strike.

I dare not delay, so I will come back to report to you immediately."

Hearing this, Mu Ziqiu's pupils couldn't help but shrink. The county magistrate's mansion was razed to the ground. Even if the higher-ups wanted to conceal it, they couldn't.

This is most likely true.

His mother borrowed him as a stepping stone to help her daughter buy an official position, and she spared no expense in using him as bait and holding him hostage.

But now that the county government has suffered a natural disaster and the situation is hopeless, will her act of buying an official position cause the entire Mu family to be implicated?

Can he still get his household registration as planned?

And as for the magistrate, who is he planning to give him to?

Mu Ziqiu lowered his head, his eyes flickering, and after weighing the pros and cons for a moment, he calmly ordered,

"You continue to follow mother. Everyone else, leave the house. After finding out whether the news is true, focus on checking whether the second concubine is still alive. Do it as soon as possible!"

Soon, everyone returned home with the information they had gathered.

He learned that nothing had happened to the second concubine, and that a big shot really had appeared in Xishui City.

Although the man's identity is unclear, since he can make the county magistrate kneel down to welcome the carriage, his status must be quite high.

But, is that person as corrupt as the county magistrate?

Mu Ziqiu was in deep thought, but his face was strangely calm.

He ate and slept in a routine manner, so that no one, including Xiao Si, could guess what he was thinking.

The sunset is fading, the dusk is thick,

The once bustling streets of Xishui City are now deserted.

Zhou Yuyan was called away by her subordinates during the Shen period to deal with the matter of the county magistrate being struck by lightning.

Before leaving, the two men were still betting fiercely. She was worried that they would really fight, so she left everyone except Yundi to Liu Shaolin.

After hurriedly dealing with the trivial matters, when she returned to the gambling house again, it was already the 12th hour of the evening.

But when she hurried back, she expected the two people to be at loggerheads, but at this moment, the scene was completely different.

Her friend, who always appeared to be very elegant outside, totally disregarded his image and was touching the person opposite him.

Meng Jiao on the opposite side crossed her arms, looking like a good girl who was eager to maintain her innocence.

"Hey! You said you would check the sleeves and trouser legs, where are you touching?"

Liu Shaolin looked ashamed and angry, her hair was disheveled, and the jade pendant she was wearing and the precious fan in her hand were long gone.

Zhou Yuyan couldn't help but be stunned by this scene. She really didn't expect Meng Jiao to force her good friend into such a situation.

After coming to her senses, she hurried forward to comfort her friend, but she didn't expect that the culprit took advantage of her time to persuade others and escaped with his men.

Outside the door, Meng Jiao was running at full speed with a handful of silver and a dozen swords. Master Li, who was following behind her, did the same, with silver in his hands and a jade belt in his mouth, trying his best to catch up with the person in front.

Fortunately, there were not many people on the street today because of the incident in the county magistrate's mansion, otherwise, with the appearance of these two nouveau riche who came out of the gambling house, there would be a lot of matchmakers blocking the door tomorrow.

At the same time, in the gambling house, Liu Shaolin took a deep breath to calm down, smoothed his hair, and sat down quickly.

He waved his hand and asked his men to serve tea to Zhou Yuyan. There was no trace of the anxious look he had just now on his face.

"Have you memorized all the ways she talked about playing today?"

Behind her, a woman in gray who looked like a manager nodded heavily when she heard the voice.

"I've got it down, Master. The five sons and daughters, the leaf play, the mahjong, and the fantan, the Hong family girl mentioned twelve kinds in total."

Hearing this, Liu Shaolin smacked his lips in satisfaction, waved his hand and asked his men to go down and prepare dinner.

Zhou Yuyan, who was standing by, couldn't help but raise her lips as she saw this.

"It seems that Shao Lin gave away the jade pendant herself..."

Liu Shaolin turned around and pushed her cup of tea towards her.

"Tell me, what is your connection with her, and the real purpose of your trip."

Zhou Yuyan was surprised by her friend's change of attitude towards her. It seemed that Meng Jiao really made her very happy.

A big part of the reason why she came here was for her good friend, so she didn't hide it anymore.

While telling everyone everything about his encounter with Meng Jiao, he also revealed the Queen Mother's intention to clean up the place.

Hearing this, Liu Shaolin nodded in understanding. He had guessed that she was not simple since the first time he saw her.

I just thought that she might have something else she wanted me to do, but I didn't expect that she would come all the way to tell her the news.

"Thanks."

Zhou Yuyan smiled bitterly under the cover of tea and replied word by word.

"No, it's me. I owe you."

There was silence for a long time, until the two of them had a dull dinner. Liu Shaolin scratched his head and shouted at her irritably before getting on the carriage.

"Well, after you take in Hong Mengjiao, lend her to me when you return to Beijing."

Zhou Yuyan froze in her tracks as she got on the carriage, then her voice became more joyful after she realized what was happening.

"I'll have someone pick you up for the preliminary round of the martial arts competition the day after tomorrow."

The two carriages drove in different directions, one in front of the other, and soon disappeared into the night.

Not long after leaving the gambling house, Meng Jiao returned to the yard smoothly with Master Li and a lot of spoils.

There was no scolding from Hong's mother tonight because she had been running around all day on the escort agency's case and had used all her free time to look for a house.

When she learned about the situation the next day, she rushed to Meng Jiao's room and saw

There was no one there, just a bed that no one had ever slept in.

As for Meng Jiao herself, well, she is so shameless that she is trying to climb over her own husband's wall again.

Late at night, Mu Ziqiu tossed and turned in bed, his frowning brows revealing his true state of mind.

Just when he was planning whether to fight to the death, a familiar elegant fragrance wafted into his nose.

There was a rustling sound, and a familiar voice called out to me.

"Zi Qiu, Zi Qiu, are you asleep?"