Five days later, there was news that a person related to Jiang Yingyue had been found. That person was originally a swindler who had settled down in Qizi City a few years ago and opened a restaurant.

A few days before the incident, someone saw Jiang Yingyue going in and out of that tavern more than once.

They went to find that person, but found that the tavern was closed, and that person had disappeared, so they had no choice but to send the news and wait for the master's next order.

"Keep looking, and send more people." Mo Ziqing looked at the subordinate in front of him and said calmly, "As soon as possible."

"Yes!" The subordinate responded, and said again: "Master, when the subordinates investigated, they found that another wave of people was also investigating this matter..."

Mo Ziqing thought it was his father's people, but he didn't want that person and said: "My subordinates paid more attention and found that those people are...Jiang's family."

"Heh..." Mo Ziqing sneered, it turned out that the Jiang family was worried about Jiang Yingyue, and finally couldn't sit still, "Don't worry, if they stop you, you should know what to do."

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

Mo Ziqing asked him to go back to work, sat quietly for a while, and then picked up the half-read account book and continued to look at it, occasionally dialing the abacus next to him.

Today's weather is cloudy, much cooler than usual, and it looks like it's going to rain.Mo Ziqing was seriously checking the accounts in the study. After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden sound at the door. Mo Ziqing looked up and found Liu Shaochen hurriedly coming this way.

The door of the study room was wide open. Mo Ziqing saw that it was raining outside, so he quickly stood up and walked over to welcome Liu Shaochen in. "I'm not afraid of getting sick if I run here even when it's raining?"

Mo Ziqing's tone was reproachful, but Liu Shaochen didn't care because he was so gentle, he smiled and took a carrot in his hand to show Mo Ziqing, "I was just watching Uncle Yuan dig a carrot, look, This is the biggest."

Mo Ziqing looked at the radish with some dirt on it, and smiled helplessly, "Is it ripe?"

"Well, the radishes are planted early." Liu Shaochen sat on the chairs on both sides of the study and stroked his stomach with clean hands. Uncle Yuan is planting vegetables, and just now he took radishes to show you, but it rained on the way, but he didn’t get wet, the rain wasn’t heavy.”

A servant came over with a clean cloth, and Mo Ziqing gently wiped off the water droplets on his body, "It will grow big in a while, let Aunt Yuan cook this radish for lunch?"

"Hmm..." Liu Shaochen looked at the radish in his hand, he actually wanted to wash it and eat it...

Mo Ziqing naturally knew what he wanted to do, so he couldn't laugh or cry: "Go get some small ones to eat later, greedy cat."

Liu Shaochen blushed slightly, and put the radish on the small table. The little maid who was guarding by the side took the radish and went to the kitchen with a smile. When she came back, she gave Liu Shaochen a smaller radish.

The vegetables grown at home taste better than those bought outside. When Liu Shaochen was a child, he ate vegetables grown by Uncle Yuan, such as radishes and red persimmons, which can be eaten raw.

After Mo Ziqing wiped him dry, he gave Liu Shaochen another book, and went to continue checking the accounts. At this time, he heard the sound of "crackling" in the room, and looked up to see that Liu Shaochen was eating seriously, like a little rabbit. There was an itch in my heart, and I was suddenly in no mood to do things, so I put down the business in hand, and went to be intimate with my wife.

After staying in the study for a long time, at lunch, Shui Xiangyao came over with an umbrella to invite the two of them to have dinner. At this time, it was raining heavily. Mo Ziqing walked out of the room and hugged Liu Shaochen by the waist, "on the ground There is standing water."

Liu Shaochen nodded, put his arms around his neck, and let him carry him back.

Not long after they sat at the dinner table, Mrs. Zhang came back with Qianling. Ever since Mrs. Zhang came, Mo Li invited him to teach in the Mohist school. Mrs. Zhang would naturally go, and sometimes he would bring Qianling Go to the auditorium together to let the children have some basics.

Calculating the time, Qianling will not be able to go to the school for another two years, but Qianling is very interested in studying, and Mo Ziqing and Liu Shaochen will not stop them, so they can go to the school if they want to.

After eating, Qianling chatted with Liu Shaochen about what happened in the school today, and when a cousin didn't listen to the book carefully and was hit by the master, his small body trembled a bit, and he rubbed his little hands in fear, like It was as if he had been beaten in the palm of his hand.

Liu Shaochen looked amused, "Ling'er will obediently listen to the class in the future, so she won't be slapped by the master."

Qian Ling nodded, "Ling'er is very serious!"

Mo Ziqing was amused, and lowered his head to ask Liu Shaochen, "Did Master Zhang slap you when you were young?"

"Hmm...not really." Although Mrs. Zhang is strict, he has nothing to say about being good to himself. Even if he made a mistake, he is only punished for copying the article. "Do you have any?"

Mo Ziqing twitched the corners of his mouth, "That's a common thing."

"..." Liu Shaochen smiled, he knew how naughty Mo Ziqing was when he was a child, it would be strange if he wasn't punished.

When Qian Ling heard that her eldest father was often beaten by her master when she was a child, she felt a little helpless on her face, feeling that her father was not as good as she was.

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