[Bao Qingtian] Why is peace?

Pang Yu knew a little bit of Cuiyu's thoughts. To put it bluntly, if she hadn't looked a bit like him, she wouldn't have had the unforeseen misfortune that day, and Zhao Qiutang made things difficult for her.

Nor will they follow them to Xuzhou to witness the atrocities committed by the two brothers.

She is not stupid, on the contrary she is very smart. From the first time she saw Pang Yu, she vaguely understood why there were so many girls in Wanfang Pavilion, why Zhao Qiutang was the only one making things difficult for herself.

No one likes to be a substitute for others, to bear the emotions and pain that should not be given to themselves.

She wanted to see Pang Yu, but it was just out of reluctance to dissipate the repressed anger in her heart. It may not be that she deliberately put Pang Yu in danger and had bad intentions against him.

Bai Yutang should have guessed a little too, but he never took the two little princes seriously, and he didn't take the bit of hostility towards Cuiyu seriously.

However, Cuiyu's ability to hide the most critical account books for Chen Qian without fear of power is still worthy of admiration.

Pang Yu closed her eyes for her, gently wiped the blood from her face, and wrapped her tightly with a straw mat from the woodshed: "We will find someone to bury you, and you will be buried soon." You can be buried in peace, and we will truthfully tell Mr. Bao what you have done for the people of Xuzhou, and we will definitely not let you die in obscurity."

Although Cuiyu did not do these things for the sake of being famous, Pang Yu always wanted to do something for her, so that her short life could leave a trace in this world, and affirm her dedication.

Bai Yutang waited quietly for Pang Yu to finish all this before saying, "Go to the kitchen?"

"En." Pang Yu took one last look at Cuiyu, and then quietly left the firewood room with Bai Yutang.

It's not time to eat now, the cooks in the government office are all dodging, and only one boy is guarding the ingredients.Bai Yutang only needed to caress the little boy's sleeping hole, and the little boy quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The two rummaged in the kitchen for a while, but found nothing at first, and Pang Yu almost suspected that Cuiyu was lying to them, but after thinking about it, he guessed that maybe Cuiyu died before finishing her sentence, which was very bad.

They even searched the place where the stove was burning, but found nothing except hands full of ashes.

"Will it be hidden in the ingredients?"

Pang Yu looked at all kinds of fruits, vegetables and fresh meat piled up in the kitchen, and thought about them eating bran-swallowed vegetables at Wang Suzhen's house, but Zhao Qiujie and his brothers never lacked delicacies from mountains and seas. The huge gap made him finally understand what it means to be rich .Some things here have to be transported from other places, and the cost can be seen.

"Probably not." Bai Yutang shook his head and said, "These ingredients can be stored for three to five days at most. Cuiyu will not hide things where people can easily find them."

"Is there any hidden space on the ground that we haven't found?" Pang Yu asked uncertainly.Just now, he and Bai Yutang have knocked on almost every floor tile, but still haven't found anything.

"Maybe there are other places that we didn't expect." Bai Yutang looked around, and gradually landed on the jar of pickles accumulated in the corner.

Pang Yu followed his gaze and understood: "Could it be in the pickles? How does she know that no one eats the pickles?"

Bai Yutang suddenly smiled: "Since there is meat to eat, why do you still eat pickles?"

Since the cooks in this government office can be lazy when they are on duty, they must also be used to cheating and cheating.With so many ingredients delivered to the government office every day, it is only normal for them to cook more and secretly hide them for themselves.

Therefore, the few jars of vegetables that Chen Qian asked them to pickle were not cared for, and a layer of dust accumulated.

Pang Yu quickly went over to check, and soon said excitedly: "Look! There are fingerprints on this jar, it must have been moved by Cuiyu!"

The two of them worked together to remove the rest of the jars, took out the one that was hidden the deepest, opened the cover, and dug inside for a long time, finally found the ledger wrapped in oiled paper.

The account book still had a strong smell of pickled vegetables, but Pang Yu didn't dislike it at all, flipped through a few pages, and became more and more annoyed as he read it: "What a jerk! They don't even let a copper coin go, what about it? After all, he is also a little prince..."

The wealthy businessman's house has been searched so clean, no wonder they want to rebel and become destitute overnight. How can the big family support them?This is a living form of coercion by the government and the people against the people!

"Even brothers can make trouble like that, how much humanity do you expect these two beasts to have?" Bai Yutang sarcastically said.

Zhao Qiujie had no good intentions towards Zhao Qiutang at all, and his connivance was to flatter and kill his younger brother, but he was "intelligent but was mistaken by cleverness" and encouraged his younger brother to kill, but it aroused Zhao Qiutang's fierceness, and unintentionally cracked the purple gold hammer. On the contrary, he let himself be manipulated by his younger brother, and finally even died on the "talisman" he tried to get back.

He can be regarded as evil and evil.

But Zhao Qiutang's evil has not yet been repaid.

Now he has become a murderous god, and he is so indifferent to his relatives. When Zhao Qiujie died, apart from indifference and ridicule, there was no sadness in his eyes.

Although Pang Yu also knew that the Purple Gold Hammer didn't have any divine power to protect it, it was just a delicate mechanism, but when he looked at Zhao Qiutang, who was very strange now, he felt that Zhao Qiutang's appearance really seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit.

"Since we have the things in our hands, we should leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to leave later." Bai Yutang said.

"Why?" Pang Yu was still looking at the account book, and wanted to remember the names of a few wealthy businessmen who were "killed by the two brothers Zhao Qiutang" so that their family members could also serve as witnesses in the future.

Bai Yutang held down his hand that turned the pages, put away the ledger, and put it into his arms: "You forgot, we left Beijing with King Jing, even if the old prince is procrastinating, after a few days now, it's not too late. It's time to go to Xuzhou."

Yes, he actually forgot about it!

Pang Yu stood up immediately: "According to the time, we should arrive within two days. We have to go back as soon as possible to inform the guards..." Because he got up too fast, he felt dizzy before his eyes, staggered and almost fell down. Bai Yutang's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly supported him.

"You..." Bai Yutang shook his head with a smile, took the little crab into his arms, gnawed on the crab meat for a while, and then said, "If King Jing really arrives in Xuzhou, he will definitely send someone to report and ask Zhao Qiutang to lead people out of the city to meet him." , the scene will definitely not be small. If he comes, can this mansion be so quiet?"