The first paparazzi in the Red Chamber

One year after Ma Chengrui's parents died, Dr. Min and Wei Daopo's daughter was born.

'Just take what you should take with you, don't miss it', Wei Daopo asked Xue Pan to convey this sentence to Dr. Min, which should mean that Dr. Min took their daughter to escape.

Jia Amnesty also vaguely felt that this daughter might be the future Ma Daopo, and someone needed to investigate.

"My lord, I searched the residence of the real face businessman, but found nothing suspicious." Wan Fu reported to Jia She.

This is also expected, after all, he is a dead man, who is always ready to die with poison in his mouth, and it is unlikely that he will leave any clues in the place where he lives.

But Jia She always felt that as long as it is a place where people live, there must be some traces left, so he personally went to the residence of Hada, the leader of the Zhenyan caravan, to observe.

Jia Amnesty slipped around the house, and the layout of the house was indeed no different from that of ordinary people's houses, and Hada couldn't see any special preferences.Jia Amnesty turned to walk around the rooms of other people in the caravan, and found that the Zhenyan people liked fur very much, and the stools and couches must be covered with animal skins.The difference is only the identity is different, the texture of the fur is different.Even if it is a boy doing odd jobs in a caravan, there must be a rabbit fur cushion the size of a buttock in the house.

After reading this, Jia She felt that it was a little strange that Hada, as the leader of the Zhenyan caravan, had no hair in the room.

Of course, it is summer now, if you are from Dazhou, you will definitely not spread fur at this time.Hada's habit, on the contrary, is more like a Dazhou person,

Jia Amnesty called the people in the caravan to ask, "Who will your leader sell the furs?"

"They are all buyers contacted by the leader himself, and we don't know about it." A man in his 20s in the caravan replied in broken Chinese.

At this time, the youngest boy in the caravan muttered a series of words.

The old interpreter hurriedly stood up and translated: "I have accompanied the leader to deliver goods, but I don't know where it is, it is a very prosperous street in the capital."

The old interpreter immediately explained to Jia She that this boy just joined their caravan this year, and it was his first time in Beijing, so he was not familiar with the road.

Jia Amnesty then asked them if Hada had any abnormal behavior recently.

Everyone was shaking their heads.

Jia She looked at the Dayang businessmen in front of him, all of them showed puzzled expressions, and these people did not seem to be insiders.

"How did he become the leader of your caravan?" Jia Amnesty asked again.

"The leader of Hada was passed on to the leader of the caravan when our old leader was useless last year. Hada is a homeless and prodigal son. He came to our caravan for only two years because he saved our old leader. The only son of him is honored by him."

Jia Amnesty: "He can speak Dayang dialect?"

"Of course, the leader is from Dayang, so he can speak Dayang dialect." The caravan replied puzzled.

"Then where is he from Dayang?"

The old interpreter in the caravan listened to the people in the caravan babbling, and hurriedly said to Jia She: "It is said to be near the capital of Dayang, but no one knows where it is. The leader is a man of few words, but he is capable of handling things." But he is very powerful. In the past two years, everyone has followed him to do business, and the annual income is twice that of before."

"Twice?" Jia She raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, our leader is very capable and will contact buyers everywhere. Since he became the leader, our fur sales this year have been in short supply. Moreover, the quality of tea porcelain purchased now is much higher than when the old leader led us."

Jia Amnesty nodded, turned to look at the old interpreter, waved his hand, and sent everyone else down to avoid him, and then let the old interpreter lead him to Hada's room.

"What do you think is weird about this house?" Jia She asked.

The old interpreter looked around and shook his head.

"Our caravan leader likes to be clean, and we never pick anything. Even the accompanying items are very simple, except for some clothes and nothing else."

Jia Amnesty asked the old translator about his background and why he spoke Chinese so well.

The old interpreter bowed, "Master, the younger one is from Dazhou. Because my mother married Zhenyan again, she can speak both Dayang and Chinese."

"Then where is your room?" Jia She asked.

The old interpreter pointed to the upstairs.

"I just asked, and they said that the upper floors are all warehouses for storing things."

"Yes, the small residence is right next to the warehouse. Because the small ones are Han Chinese, they usually take them seriously, so they often don't remember the small ones." The old interpreter said humbly.

Jia Amnesty looked at the old interpreter suspiciously, "Is it important that you are the interpreter for the caravan?"

"It was very important in the past, but now most people in the caravan can speak Chinese, and I'm not very useful. Fortunately, the leader can't, so I can still be used." The old translator sighed.

"Your leader can't speak Chinese? Not a word?" Jia Amnesty asked immediately.

The old interpreter shook his head affirmatively.

Jia She narrowed his eyes.

Hada always went to see Dr. Min alone late at night, and stayed so long each time, how to communicate?Dr. Min is a person who didn't pass the exam until he was 30 years old, and he stayed at home all the year round. It is absolutely impossible for him to speak the language of a foreigner in Dayang, so Hada must be able to speak Chinese.

This time, Jia She found that many people in the caravan could speak Chinese, but Hada, as the leader of the caravan, couldn't speak a word.According to the rest of the caravan, they all thought that the leader of the caravan was a capable person.So the fact that he can't speak Chinese seems a bit like he deliberately concealed it with a guilty conscience, fearing that if he opened his mouth, it would be easy to reveal his secrets.

Jia Amnesty became more and more suspicious that the dead leader of the Zhenyan caravan should be from Da Zhou.

If this is the case, his master should probably be in Dazhou, and it has nothing to do with the Zhenyan tribe.

What kind of person is it that would take so much effort to provoke the relationship between the Zhenyan Tribe and Da Zhou.Ordinary wealthy businessmen and officials will certainly not do such unnecessary things, they must be powerful and powerful who can benefit from these things.

If the dispute between Great Zhou and Great Yang resumes, and the emperor and all the courtiers are weakened by poison, the person who stands up to preside over the overall situation will definitely be the biggest beneficiary.It is possible that the third prince is guarding the tomb in the distance.The eleventh prince in Beijing does not rule out the suspicion. He is not welcomed by the emperor now. Since the incident with the third princess last time, he has been actively thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors at home, copying the scriptures of filial piety, and he has not been seen at many royal banquets in the past six months. figure.

Then there are a few powerful officials and a few relatives of the emperor, such as Prime Minister Wu, Song Xi, King Huainan, etc. These people can also find excuses to ask for leave during the banquet.When things happen, lead troops to appear again to save the overall situation.Therefore, all the relatives and relatives of the imperial family who are in power in Beijing and the officials above the second rank are also suspected.

Jia Amnesty went up to the second floor, first checked the room of the old interpreter, and found that he, like Hada, had no fur in the room.Jia She felt that Hada was from Da Zhou even more.

Afterwards, Jia Amnesty took a look at the warehouse.

Sure enough, the warehouse was full of tea, porcelain and other things.Jia Amnesty walked around inside, then headed for the door, when suddenly he stepped on something.Jia She moved his foot and looked down, so he knelt down and picked up the pencil he had stepped on.

Zhu Mao leaned over to look at it, and asked in surprise, "They still bought this thing?"

Jia Amnesty looked at the boxes placed by the wall, and immediately asked someone to open them. As expected, two large boxes near the corner were found filled with pencils.

The production of pencils is all in charge of the industry under the name of Song Xi.If someone buys such a large amount, there will be an impression.

Jia Amnesty turned to pick up the porcelain in other boxes, and looked at the inscription on the bottom of the bottle, which was very familiar.Then he looked at the tea leaves and ordered people to take some of each.

At present, only the old interpreter in the caravan knows that he has entered the caravan's warehouse.Jia Amnesty hesitated whether to seal the mouth of the old interpreter and keep this matter a secret.After a while, I felt that there was no need for this, so I just told the old interpreter: "This is a big deal to lose your head. If you can't control your mouth, you will die."

The old interpreter was terrified and nodded obsequiously.

Jia Amnesty knew that it was impossible to keep his visit to the caravan a secret, and the old interpreter about his inspection of the warehouse couldn't hide it from the rest of the caravan.

Jia She went downstairs quickly, and the attendants behind him also followed Jia She's speed and hurried down the stairs, making a loud sound of going downstairs.

Jia Amnesty led the people away immediately.

After getting into the carriage, Jia She ordered people to go to Song Mansion.

Song Xi is not at home.

Jia Amnesty then went straight to Song Xi's study, saying that he would wait for him here.

The members of the Song family knew the relationship between Jia She and Song Xi for a long time, so they naturally didn't suspect him, and after serving Jia She as usual, they almost retreated.

Jia Amnesty then went to the table case, and took out the property register under Song Xi's name from the drawer.When he was living here before, he saw Song Xi turn over, although he didn't get distracted, he remembered it.

Jia Amnesty looked through it, and sure enough, he found porcelain kilns on the list, which corresponded to the inscriptions on the porcelain vases in the caravan warehouse.

Jia Amnesty looked through the tea shop and tailor shop again, copied all the relevant names on paper, and stuffed them into his sleeves.Song Xi is also a very observant person. Jia She did not prevent him from discovering that he wiped off the remaining ink in the inkstone with paper and took the dirty paper with him.

Then he sat lazily on the arhat couch and drank tea.When the cup of tea was about to run out, he felt that it was almost time for him to wait, and it was just right that he didn't come back, so he could leave.Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up and went out, he collided with Song Xi who was entering the hospital.

There was surprise in Song Xi's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He walked forward in two or three steps, took Jia She's hand, and asked him why he came here.

Jia She smiled, "Of course I miss you."

Song Xi also smiled, but looked at Jia She with doubts.

Jia Amnesty also knew that what he said just now was a bit abrupt, he was still angry with him before, but now his attitude changed too quickly, probably arousing Song Xi's suspicion.

Jia Amnesty then said, "I just want to return to my thoughts, but there are some things that I have to discuss with you."

"Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to talk to me, you can do anything. I'm afraid you will keep quiet and treat me coldly, but tell me what is wrong with me?" Song Xi pulled Jia She back into the room and sat down. asked him seriously.

"Taking advantage of your position as a powerful minister, you forced me to meet you in a funny way regardless of priorities." Jia She looked at him solemnly.

Song Xi was stunned for a moment, "It is indeed my fault for Liu Zhizhong's matter. I knew that these people wanted to curry favor with me, but I let them do what they did without warning, because they treated you like a monkey, it was me. For your fault, I will apologize to you."

"Accept." Jia She said.

That day, Jia Amnesty saw through Liu Zhizhong's pretending to be fooling himself at a glance. Although he didn't express his opinion directly at that time, he was indeed a little angry.

But this matter is actually not a big deal, Jia Amnesty was only slightly annoyed at first, and he didn't get very angry after it passed, but he was worried that the matter would get worse and worse.If he can't clearly define his responsibilities and treat official business as a kind of fun, not only may he delay his progress in solving the case, but he will also be disgusted by the emperor sooner or later.Wait until the damage is really done before making amends.Even if you make up for it, you will still lose the sheep. After all, it is better to plan ahead.

Jia Amnesty's purpose of deliberately snubbing Song Xi this time is to make him understand that there are some bottom lines that he cannot touch, and that this phenomenon must be curbed in time.

"Just accept it, I miss you very much these days." Song Xi hugged Jia Amnesty.

Jia Amnesty bit Song Xi's ear and muttered, "It will be another day. I have something to do today, so I'll take my leave first."

"Stay a little longer."

Song Xi grabbed Jia She's arm, pressed him down and kissed him fiercely.Song Xi immediately tore off Jia She's clothes, and sucked Yun hard.

Jia She hurriedly pushed Song Xi away, and stared at him angrily: "What are you doing? Something really happened."

While arranging his clothes, he left in a hurry.

Song Xi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jia She to leave like this.This time it was so easy to have a conflict, make peace, and I tried my best to give in, but he didn't allow himself to touch him.

Song Xi felt that Jia She had acted strangely from the very beginning, and he could smell a faint smell of ink on his body.

Song Xi turned his head and looked at the table case. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it were still arranged as usual. At first glance, there was no difference.

Song Xi walked to the table, looked at the items on the table coldly, opened and closed the drawer, and immediately ordered someone to follow Jia She.

Heng Shu immediately entered the door, bowed and asked, "Does the master have any other orders?"

Song Xi's slender fingertips slid all the way from the table to a stack of snow-white rice paper, "The number of papers."

"Just filled it out this morning, as usual, exactly thirty."

Song Xi tapped his fingertips.

Heng Shu immediately went to count the number of rice papers, and then told Song Xi with a changed expression that there are now 26 pieces in total.

Song Xi picked up the inkstone on the table, looked at it, smiled, and turned his fingers across the nibs of a row of brushes on the pen holder.There was an ink stain on the tip of a pen that was still wet, and faint ink stains hung on Song Xi's fingertips.Song Xi smelled the ink on his fingers.

Heng Shu tensed his neck and lowered his head.

Song Xi sent Song Xi away, sat down under the table, and flipped through the things in the drawer.

……

After Jia Amnesty came out of the Song Mansion, he breathed a sigh of relief and sent Gui San to go to all the tea shops to buy tea according to the list on the paper.He went straight to Xuanzhen Temple outside Beijing by car, to see for himself how the pill furnace of Xuanzhen Temple was blown up.

When the car was halfway there, there was no one in the front or back, so Jia Amnesty casually threw the ball of dirty paper in his sleeve outside.

After arriving at Xuanzhen Temple, Jia She went straight to the alchemy room.

The yard was in a mess. After the blasted and deformed pill furnace wall hit the wall, it pierced through the hole.The wooden door was smashed, holes were shaken from the roof, and broken tiles fell all over the floor.Gray charcoal was scattered all over the ground in the yard and in the house, and if you kicked it with your feet, the gray part on it would fall off, revealing the black lining.It can be seen that the charcoal was burned halfway before it was extinguished.

The power of the pill furnace explosion was greater than he had imagined.

Jia She hurriedly ordered people to take away the saltpeter, sulfur and toner in the temple.There are still six Taoist boys living in the temple. When they saw Jia She, they lined up, but they stood nervously one by one, with nervous faces, and they all looked frightened.

Jia Amnesty asked about their backgrounds. They were all poor children who were sold out since childhood, and they were all quite pitiful.Jia She then sent Zhu Mao to share some money with them. The oldest of these Taoist boys was fourteen or five years old, and he already knew how to do all the chores in the temple, including chopping firewood and cooking.Jia Amnesty only asked them to live here with peace of mind, and then study where to go after Jia Jing recovered from his illness.

The Taoist boys all responded, thanked them a thousand times, and sent Jia Amnesty away.

After Jia She returned to Beijing, when he settled down at Neighborhood Xuan, Gui San had already bought back all the tea sold in the tea shops on the list that Jia She had transcribed, as required.Jia Amnesty asked them to compare with the tea brought back from the Zhenyan caravan.

Gui San said again: "The tailor shop that the young man who didn't know the way said was also found, it is the tailor shop on Tongtai Street."

This tailor shop is also the property under the name of Song Xi, and Jia Amnesty remembered it when he copied the list before.

Not long after, the tea side was also confirmed, and all the 24 kinds of tea purchased in the caravan came from two tea shops under the name of Song Xi.Regarding the matter of pencils, I went to Heina Baichuan to confirm that no one bought them in large quantities, and then went to the book store under Song Xi's name to investigate, but the shopkeeper refused to admit it.It was night, and Guisan's people went to check the bookstore's account books, and found a record of [-] pencils sold in the book.

The things in the caravan's warehouse corresponded to the properties under Song Xi's name.

Hada, the leader of the caravan, has just taken over the caravan for a year, and he can sell fur quickly and double his profit.Another thing is to spend money to buy porcelain tea, but the quality of the goods he bought can be better.

Moreover, the winter in Beijing this year is not too cold compared to previous years, and the price of fur has dropped slightly.Hada's fur can still be sold at the same good price as before, so why?

It is difficult for other people to do business, but Hada is different. He can find both fools who are willing to buy things at high prices, and lunatics who are willing to sell good things at low prices.

Jia Amnesty suddenly felt that Hada might not know how to do business. If he sold and purchased goods, someone would help him solve them all at once. Only by guaranteeing his profit can he establish prestige in the caravan and keep his position as the leader.

And what puzzled Jia Amnesty the most was that whether it was a fool or a lunatic, it had something to do with Song Xi.

Jia Amnesty doesn't want to think too deeply at the moment, he doesn't think Song Xi is this kind of person, but sometimes the word "feeling" is often very subjective and will influence a person's rational judgment.So he won't think too much at the moment, and still only look at the evidence to speak.

Jia She drank a cup of strong tea to calm himself down, and then the secret guards came to report. They found out that Ma Chengrui's daughter, Ma Shi, was a widow at home, but she was not idle.There is a small room next to her bedroom, which contains several jars, and no one is allowed to enter on weekdays.

This is a daughter-in-law inheritance.

Witchcraft is a felony in Da Zhou.Since this Mrs. Ma is not innocent, if Jia Amnesty lets her go so easily, she is afraid that she will follow her mother's old ways and kill others in the future.So he sent someone to notify Gyeonggi Prefecture to seal up Ma's house.

At dusk, Jia Amnesty received the news from Liu Zhizhong of Gyeonggi Province that Mrs. Ma had been arrested and brought to justice.

At that time, when the people from the yamen went to arrest Mrs. Ma, some minor accidents happened. Because Mr. Ma knew the news in advance, he ran to the hut and threw the jar at the yamen's servants. His face turned pale.Later, thanks to the inspection by the Nanjiang doctor, it was confirmed that the Gu raised by the Ma family was not yet ready, which made people feel at ease.

The Yacha also found some paper figurines, grass figurines, and wooden dolls from under Ma Shi's bed, some needles, and two pieces of paper with the birthdays of the maids around her written on them.The two servant girls next to Mrs. Ma were frightened to death when they heard about this, and immediately told the yamen everything they knew.The relationship between Ma Shi, Wei Daopo and Dr. Min was immediately involved.

After Wei Daopo met her daughter in prison, both sides hugged each other and cried.The mother and daughter immediately learned that Ma Chengrui was dead, and they couldn't help themselves even more sadly.Later, Yachai detained Wei Daopo and Ma Shi separately.

After Wei Daopo left her daughter, she became even more disheartened. That night, she wrote a letter of repentance in blood on the prison wall with her bitten finger.Wei Daopo regretted that she was young and ignorant and learned these harmful tricks, and even more regretted that she had done these dirty things and implicated her husband and daughter in it.In the end, Wei Daopo just wanted to beg the official to spare her daughter's life, and she will suffer the crime she committed.

After Wei Daopo finished writing, she was about to hit the wall and die, but was stopped by the Yamen in time.

After Jia Amnesty heard the news, he interrogated Wei Daopo late at night.At this time, the officials of the eighth rank and above in Gyeonggi Prefecture have already been put on duty to sleep at home, so it is very convenient for Jia Amnesty to interrogate them alone.

Jia Amnesty asked Wei Daopo to tell the truth about the relationship between her good friend Ma Chengrui and the leader of the Zhenyan caravan.

"I don't know, he told me that we have a chance to make a lot of money, as long as I hand over all the Gu I raised in the cave to him to sell, and if I get this sum, the money will be enough for us to live happily for the rest of our lives. He said that he will rely on his own hard work to make money this time, so that our mother and daughter will rely on him in the future. It will save me from taking the risk of killing people with Gu as before. I am willing to say, as long as I believe in him, I will enjoy the blessings." Wei Daopo mentioned Ma Chengrui, recalling the sweet words he said to herself, she cried and laughed, and finally cried out of breath, beating the ground in grief .

"Think about the details, has he revealed to you the characteristics of that person." After Jia She asked, seeing that Wei Daopo was still crying, he sneered, "You husband and wife are so different, you deserve what happened. It's just your daughter, It's a pity, she was harmed by you, do you still want to save her life?"

Wei Daopo shivered violently, and gradually stopped crying.She asked Jia She if she would really save his daughter's life, and seeing Jia She looked at her calmly, Daoist Wei lowered her eyes and recalled carefully.

Then, my Taoist mother-in-law said in her lifeless voice: "Women are easy to be curious. The more he doesn't talk about it, the more curious I am. I am also worried that he has been studying all the year round and has no contact with foreign affairs, so he will be cheated. So some Once I followed the businessman, he went to the back door of a big mansion, talked to a young man with the best appearance, and then left."

"Where is the big house?" Jia She asked.

Wei Daopo took another look at Jia She, frowned, her face was a little frightened, "I'm afraid that if I tell you the location of this house, it will be even more difficult to save my daughter's life."

"Your daughter will either die. If you tell her, she might be protected by me. I don't force you, think for yourself." Jia Sheen knew that the more you force Daoist Wei at this time, the more likely it will backfire, so he retreats as his advance .

Wei Daopo hung her head in sullen thought for a while, then said tremblingly, "Song Mansion."

Although Jia Amnesty had a premonition, when he really heard these two words, his heart was still shocked.After Jia Amnesty asked Wei Daopo to be detained, he personally collected her confession.

Seeing this, Wei Daopo also understood that Mrs. Jia should be investigating secretly, and would not leak the news casually.She was a little relieved, it didn't matter whether she died or not, she just hoped that her only flesh and blood would survive and live a good life.

Wei Daopo repeatedly kowtowed to Jia Amnesty, hoping that he would keep his promise and really save her daughter's life.

After Wei Daopo was detained, Jia Amnesty sat in the hall and remained silent.

Liu Zhizhong also heard the news that Wei Daopo was looking for death, but he didn't come in person, he only sent word, telling people to keep an eye on Wei Daopo.

The next day, when Liu Zhizhong learned that Mr. Jia had interrogated Wei Daopo last night, he didn't think much of it, but he still sent a message to Mr. Song.

Song Xi was reviewing the memorial in the Hall of Martial Heroes, and when he heard what Jia She had done, his complexion became as cold as ice.

Cai Feiping, a scholar of the Wenhua Palace, was entering the door with a smile on his face, and wanted to tell Song Xi about his family's happy event. Seeing Song Xi like this, he couldn't help shivering and then shivering.He didn't talk about the happy event at home, but only asked Song Xi what had happened in the past two days. Although he had a cold face every day before, it seemed that he was energetic in everything he did, and he was actually in a good mood.But in the past few days, not to mention him, even the entire Hall of Martial Arts has been frozen by the icy air emitted by him.

Song Xi put down the memorial in his hand, glanced sideways at Cai Feiping, his eyes were full of hostility.

Cai Feiping shivered, and hurriedly said goodbye, he didn't want to intervene, he was afraid of getting burned.

As soon as Cai Feiping came out, he met Prime Minister Wu.

Prime Minister Wu stroked his beard with a smile and asked Cai Feiping: "Is Mr. Song in the hall?"

Cai Feiping hurriedly dragged Prime Minister Wu to a secluded place to talk, "Is there anything urgent?"

Prime Minister Wu was stunned for a moment, "It's not that important."

"Then don't mess with him, I don't know what's going on these two days, and I don't know if there is a bird shitting on his head when he goes out, anyway, his face is covered with dark clouds, so don't mess with him." Cai Feiping said cautiously.

"Look at you, you are still a scholar of the Wenhua Palace, why do you speak so vulgarly, what kind of shit." Prime Minister Wu said with disgust.

"You read too much, and you are always dragging on something every day. You are not bored." Cai Feiping glared at Prime Minister Wu.

Prime Minister Wu raised his chest, "It's not boring."

"Oh," Cai Feiping showed a look of sneer, "Many courts are civil and military, only Enhou understands my heart."

Cai Feiping couldn't help praising Jia She, praising Jia She's easy-going way of talking and being able to talk to him easily.

Prime Minister Wu: "You are talented and learning, pretending to be vulgar. He has little reading and has to be vulgar. But don't compete with me, Jia Enhou is my man, we have to meet every day to discuss state affairs together."

"Come on, when did you use him to discuss matters with you? I see that every time you discuss national affairs with the emperor, you leave him aside and let him pack wood. You simply look down on him. Really A close friend of yours should respect each other, and you really don't deserve to be with him when you are such a power-hungry bastard." Cai Feiping snorted coldly.

Prime Minister Wu was so angry at Cai Feiping's words that his beard cocked up, and he stared: "You are really unteachable, who are you talking about? I am the prime minister, and in terms of rank, you have to respect me when you see me."

"Prime Minister Wu, I have seen you," Cai Feiping bowed slightly, and said again, "Prime Minister Wu, I have to leave."

"You bastard, just choke me," Prime Minister Wu laughed, pulled Cai Feiping, looked in the direction of the Hall of Martial Arts, and then asked Cai Feiping what happened.

"I don't know." Cai Feiping said angrily.

Prime Minister Wu rolled his eyes, then twirled his beard and said, "I guess it's probably related to Master Jia."

"Hey, respectful to you, I just realized that Mr. Song and Mr. Jia don't seem to have much contact with each other recently?"

Prime Minister Wu nodded.

Cai Feiping thought for a while, and then said: "Do you know that Jia Daren recommended the emperor and transferred money and food to the northwest?"

Prime Minister Wu continued to nod.

Cai Feiping: "I don't know what he said, and there is no book from the central government. There is no evidence and no proof. How did he persuade the emperor to let the Ministry of Households dispatch such a large amount of rice."

Prime Minister Wu shook his head, expressing that he was innocent and he knew nothing.

Cai Feiping was overjoyed, and asked Prime Minister Wu with a smile: "You old man, did you become prime minister just because of your flexible neck?"

Cai Feiping ridiculed Prime Minister Wu for asking three questions and being confused.

"Yes," Prime Minister Wu nodded, and then looked at Cai Feiping shrewdly with his eyes, "The reason why this old man can get to this position is really because of his neck, regardless of his ability or virtue."

Cai Feiping thought it was interesting, and asked Prime Minister Wu to explain it carefully, "At least teach me a method of experience, so that my junior can learn from it."

Prime Minister Wu: "Although you are quite rude as a junior, my lord has a lot, so I will tell you if I don't care about you. The secret of this old man is to ask what should be asked, and not to be curious about what should not be asked." .”

Cai Feiping was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Prime Minister Wu was telling him that there was something wrong with Jia She, and that the reason why the emperor trusted him was because of him.But since the emperor wanted to keep this reason secret and didn't want everyone to know about it, then they shouldn't go into the details.

Cai Feiping's face became serious, and he changed his joking appearance before, and seriously gave a big gift to Prime Minister Wu, thanking him for reminding him.

"Then let's continue to talk about things we can ask, for example, why is Mr. Song suddenly unhappy?" Prime Minister Wu couldn't stop his curiosity, and even his eyebrows fluttered.

Seeing Prime Minister Wu's gossiping face, Cai Feiping suddenly realized, "Could it be between him and Master Jia..." Cai Feiping covered his mouth.

Prime Minister Wu smiled even more, patted Cai Feiping on the shoulder, turned around and went to the Hall of Martial Arts.Soon afterwards, Cai Feiping saw Prime Minister Wu coming out of the Hall of Martial Arts with a smile on his face, not affected by Song Xi's bad mood at all.

Cai Feiping couldn't help admiring the old fox's insight and bearing, as expected, he didn't practice enough.

……

After Jia Amnesty inquired about the progress of the pest infestation in the vegetable field, he wrote No. 14 of "Secrets of Neighbors".Jia Amnesty only got rid of the matter of Hada, the real-face businessman, and then explained in detail what the Wei Daopo family did during the period of his investigation.

Jia Amnesty not only exposed the secrets behind the sudden death victim, but also exposed all the tricks Wei Daopo used to cheat people and get money over the years.As for Wei Daopo's master, Lao Daopo, although the technique was a bit clumsy compared to Wei Daopo's back then, Jia Amnesty did not let it go, and explained them all in detail, hoping that there will be fewer ignorant people spending money on these superstitious things in the future.

Jia Amnesty also sorted out the stories of the two benevolent people who saved people and finally got good rewards collected before, and appended it to the incident of Wei Daopo.Jia Amnesty still hopes that everyone can wake up to some extent, don't spend money on useless things, but spend more on helping the poor and suffering.

After the draft is completed, the manuscript will be sent to Yinfang for printing immediately according to the usual practice.

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After Song Xi returned to the mansion, he immediately entered the study.

Heng Shu served the tea, but saw that the ball of rice paper stained with ink was still there.The wad of paper has been sitting like this on the table for two days.Hengshu understood the changes in the master's mood in the past two days, and knew what bad things were behind the ball of paper, so he served Song Xi more cautiously.

"Sir, dinner is as usual, lighter?"

"Don't eat." Song Xi said coldly as his eyes fell on the ball of paper.

Heng Shu's eyelids moved slightly, and then silently withdrew without saying a word.He stood guard at the door for a while, when he suddenly heard footsteps, he hurriedly turned to open the door, and saw their master striding out with a gust of cold wind.

"Go to Rongfu."

Heng Shu's heart trembled. He didn't know why, but he was faintly worried that their master's anger would get out of control and hurt Master Jia.He is clear about Master Jia's behavior, and he will not be the kind of person who steals the master's secrets.It's just that Hengshu was very puzzled why he secretly read the letters in the master's desk and what else he copied.If Master Jia breaks with their master one day, Heng Shu will still stand by his master and be loyal to him.

Heng Shu followed Song Xi sullenly, then asked someone to prepare a carriage, and accompanied Song Xi to Rongfu.

When Song Xi arrived, the Rong Mansion was delivering dinner.As soon as Jia Amnesty got the food from Jiamu, he asked someone to thank Jiamu, and then he heard that Song Xi had come.Song Xi seemed to have barged in directly, so before the voice of the message fell, the person had already arrived in front of him.

Song Xi just caught Jia She's eating with a good appetite, and he frowned and stared at Jia She fiercely.

Jia Amnesty sent his servants to serve Song Xi another bowl of rice.

Song Xi sat down, didn't care about that, just took the bowl of rice in front of Jia She, picked up the chopsticks and ate it with his head down.

The maid hurriedly brought the meal to Jia Shen in embarrassment.

Jia Amnesty sensed that Song Xi was wrong, and sent all the servants to retreat first.

He looked at Song Xi who was devouring his meal, and felt a little surprised.Because when Song Xi used to eat in front of him, he was always elegant and graceful, but this is really strange today.

Song Xi quickly finished a bowl of rice, then he put down his chopsticks heavily, and when he was about to turn his head to look at Jia She, he saw an extra bowl of tea in front of him.Song Xi was stunned for a moment, then took the tea from Jia She, and drank it all in one gulp. Then he threw the empty tea bowl on the table, and suddenly grabbed Jia She by the neck, not waiting for Jia She to ask questions. He said something, and kissed him hard.

Jia She lost his balance and was about to be pushed to the ground by Song Xi, but Song Xi grabbed his arms and pulled him back.Song Xi fell to the ground by himself, with a heavy fall, while Jia Amnesty pressed firmly on Song Xi.Jia She could clearly hear the sound of bones when Song Xi fell to the ground.He just opened his mouth to ask how Song Xi was doing, but his mouth was tightly blocked again. Song Xi's tongue slipped in easily. Jia She pushed it away to no avail, and simply responded to Song Xi until he kissed Song Xi hard. The breath was messy, and the strength in his hand was weakened, so Jia Amnesty took the opportunity to push Song Xi away, and he was still sitting on Song Xi's body.

"What are you crazy about?"

Song Xi's eyes were red, "You said you like me too, but you lied to me."

After Song Xi finished speaking, he pushed Jia She away, took out a ball of warm paper from his sleeve, and slapped Jia She on his body.

Jia Amnesty didn't realize it at first, but after looking at the ball of paper carefully, he realized that it was the ball of paper left by himself when he wiped the inkstone in Song Xi's study.

Jia She glared at him: "You sent someone to follow me?"

"You smell like ink. As soon as I approached you, you flung me away and ran away. Do you think I would be so stupid that I wouldn't notice it?" Song Xi approached Jia She, the tip of his nose almost touched the bridge of Jia She's nose.

Jia She laughed lightly.

Song Xi was even angrier, and pinched Jia She's chin fiercely, "I have something to hide from you, you can ask me if you have any questions. It's you who is checking me behind my back, huh?"

Song Xi forced Jia She to lean against the wall step by step.

"Since you are open-minded, I can look at your things as you like, so I don't want to be angry. I just want to check whether things are as I expected. If I don't confirm it, I have an idea and tell you, you are not annoying, I will I will bother myself. Besides, I just had trouble with you, why do I have to tell you everything