Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Xiao Yihan didn't believe the nonsense the county magistrate said, and hurried to the private warehouse to check. Sure enough, as the county magistrate said, it was cleaner than his face.

Looking at the large characters on the wall, he felt more and more blinded. He drew out his sword and pointed at it, but the wall was as hard as iron, and he didn't know what material the characters were made of. There was no change at all, and he was so tired that he couldn't breathe. With nowhere to vent his anger, he grabbed the county magistrate by the collar and said, "Tell me, are you a dog official who embezzled? I'm going to chop off your head."

The cold light of the long sword almost frightened the county magistrate to death. His fat face kept shaking. "Your Majesty, calm down. Your Majesty, calm down. Even if you give me a hundred courages, I still wouldn't dare to do it. Look at the words on the wall." Seeing the sword tip getting closer and closer, his body couldn't help but tremble. "I...I really don't have that ability."

Xiao Yihan naturally knew that this was not written by the county magistrate, but he just wanted to find someone to vent his anger on. "Oh, are you saying that the person who left this line of words is very capable?"

The county magistrate shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, I am not good at speaking, Your Majesty, please forgive me, I don't know who wrote it. Think about it, the officers and soldiers guarding here are all your personal guards, all of them are highly skilled in martial arts, and they guard the wall like an iron wall. Not even a fly can fly in. How could someone write on the wall? This must be premeditated, someone must want to frame me. I should be punished for saying the wrong thing..." The county magistrate kept slapping himself in the face until the corner of his mouth bled.

After hearing what the county magistrate said, Xiao Yihan calmed down a little.

He carefully observed the words on the wall. The handwriting was free and unrestrained. It was definitely not something that this loser or ordinary people could write. Could it be that the person behind the scenes really wanted to harm him?

He has been doing very well recently. His brothers as emperors have been cornered by him and his mother and have no power to fight back. As long as the old man in the palace passes away, he will naturally ascend to the throne and enjoy a prosperous life.

Who wants to harm him?

He turned his head and stared at the wall quietly, lost in thought. As the name suggests, "the two heroes of the age" should be two men. When did such two powerful masters appear in the martial arts world, who could steal so much silver under the noses of so many officers and soldiers? When the silver was transported to the county government office, more than a dozen carriages were used. How could these two people steal so much silver without making a sound and alerting the guards outside? It is absolutely impossible for two people to do it.

Could it be that we have pushed those peasants too hard during this period of time...

"Go, check the food reserves in the mansion to see if there is any shortage. I will investigate this matter thoroughly. You'd better behave yourself. If I find out that you are doing something fishy, ​​I will never let you off easily."

"Ah, hey hey hey, I'll go right away, right away..." The county magistrate who had saved his life wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran away with big strides, fearing that if he took a step late, he would be killed by this prince who changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

Xiao Yihan looked at the trembling appearance of the county magistrate with disdain in his heart. It was just a dog he raised, so he didn't dare to play any tricks.

"Somebody come!"

More than a dozen guards rushed in from outside and received orders at the same time.

"Dig three feet deep in this land. I want to see if these people have the ability to go to heaven and into the earth." He never believed that there were such gods in the world. They must have dug some secret passage underneath.

A series of slaps could be heard from a room in the backyard of the county government office. Ouyang Lan had changed her fairy-like image in the past. She wrapped a headscarf on her head, her eyes were red, and she asked her servants to slap Xiaojiu and Xiaoshi's faces fiercely. "Tell me, why are your hair still intact? Did you do it while I was unconscious?"

Xiaojiu and Xiaoshi knelt down and cried out for justice, they didn't know what was going on.

"Hmph, beat them, beat them hard." These two bitches made her lose face in front of Xiao Yihan, and she must vent her anger.

The last two dying people were thrown casually into the woodshed.

Xiao Shi asked Xiao Jiu, "It's obviously not us who did it, why doesn't the young lady believe it?"

"Alas, silly girl, when has the young lady ever believed in us? We are nothing but knives in her hands... Do you know why the young lady named us Little Nine and Little Ten?"

Xiao Shi was puzzled, "Why?"

"Because... before us, the young lady had already had eight maids by her side, and they were all twin sisters like you and me."

"So where did they go?"

Xiao Jiu stared at his silly sister sadly, "What do you think?"

Xiao Shi shuddered all over.

Let’s not talk about the commotion at the county government office.

Dashan Village is particularly lively today.

The villagers on the road all smiled, as if they had picked up silver from the sky. They looked silly, and greeted Song Bowen one after another, making him think he had walked into the wrong village. He smiled and responded, and hurried back to the old house. Looking at his grandmother and second aunt lying on the bed with only their eyeballs moving, his eyes were full of disgust. He was about to speak, but the next moment he covered his nose and retreated, with sour water constantly coming out of his throat. It had been a long time since these two had taken a bath, and the stench in the room made him sick.

When the women sent by the village chief to take care of the two saw him coming back, they immediately surrounded him. One of the women said, "The scholar of our village is finally back. We are so tired to take care of your grandmother and second aunt. The village chief said you would pay us money. Bowen, you are a scholar, you can't go back on your word."

Song Bowen looked at the two women and felt a little uncomfortable. The village chief was meddling in other people's business. Who asked him to ask them to take care of people?

"I won't give you less money. You have worked hard taking care of my grandmother and second aunt." Song Bowen said.

The two women smiled when he agreed, "That's good, that's good, we have done our part."

Then she stared at him eagerly.

Song Bowen cursed inwardly, two ignorant village women, they fell into the money trap.

But he still took out a few hundred coins and handed them over. "I'm sorry to bother you two aunts to take care of me these few days. When I return to the county later, I will ask my parents to pay you more money."

The woman who originally despised the lack of money immediately smiled, "He is indeed a well-educated young man who understands things..."

Song Bowen was annoyed in his heart, but he still looked humble and gentlemanly on his face.

Suddenly, he interrupted their flattery and asked casually, "Auntie, do you know if there is any happy event in the village?"

A woman couldn't stop talking and said, "There is a fairy living in our village..."

"Cough, cough, cough," the woman next to her pulled her sleeve and pretended to cough to stop her from saying anything else.

"Oh, look at what I'm talking about. Bowen, don't take it to heart. Let's go home and do some work first. We'll bring the food over at noon. You haven't been home for a long time. Have a good talk with your grandmother. Let's go, let's go..." The two women walked away, pulling each other.

immortal?

Why is he so unbelievable!

He felt that when he came back this time, the atmosphere in the village was strange and the spirit of the villagers was particularly different.

His eyes gradually narrowed. What were these people hiding?