Assassin peach does not change

Yang's Mansion is located in Ping'an Lane in the northeast of Jiangzhou City. There are many high-ranking and wealthy families here, and the people who come and go are either rich or expensive.

Although the plaque of the Yang Mansion has not been rested for a long time, and a layer of dust has accumulated on the plaque, the courtyard occupies a vast area, and the stone lions at the entrance are majestic, which can give us a glimpse of the prosperity of the year before it fell.

Now that the Yang family has abandoned literature and went into business, their status has been lowered, and food and clothing must be used according to the merchant class.

Yang's father had hoped that Yang Nie would pass the imperial examination to be a glorious family member, but now that Yang Nie died tragically, Yang's father was so sad that he stayed behind closed doors and recuperated at home.

In front of Yang's house...

Jiang Youpan looked at Taobuchang who was wearing a scarlet robe beside him, it seemed awkward no matter how you looked at it.

Tao didn't change and insisted on continuing to pretend to be a man, but he insisted on sticking two mustaches under his nose.

She dresses up differently every day, and said early this morning that she came to an exotic style.

So he transformed into an outsider with tall eyebrows and deep eyes, and his body was filled with fragrance of flowers and branches.

He was obviously pretending to be a little prince, but he was wearing red perfume, which was really neither fish nor fowl.

Seeing that Jiang Youbao had been secretly looking at him, Taobuchang raised his chin slightly and explained: "Yesterday, I told Liu'er that I was the King of Goldman Sachs who set up so many inside stories about Liu'er. Now they have realized that they have been fooled. Song Wen's I can no longer use my identity, there are quite a lot of merchants coming and going in Jiangzhou, so I simply pretended to be a Daqin person, and I will run away immediately after visiting Yang's mansion today, so that no one will find me."

"Although there are many Daqin people coming and going in Jiangzhou, if you are the first one to show off like you, people in the Yang family will be impressed with you. This is not a good thing."

"Do you know what kind of business Father Yang ran after he was dismissed from office?" Tao Buhuan asked.

"I don't know..."

"He is in the spice business, and all the businessmen from Daqin, Gaoluo and other places come and go.

If two people from the Central Plains came to ask questions, it would be more suspicious. I pretended to be a businessman from Daqin, and I would not be surprised if I met my neighbors. As for whether the people from the Yang Mansion would be surprised, that is another story. " Tao Buhuan finished speaking confidently, stepped forward and pulled the knocker to knock on the door.

The corners of Jiang Youpan's mouth curled up almost invisibly, revealing a little smile.

Yesterday she was disguised as a woman, today she is dressed as a man; yesterday Tao Buhuan was a scribe from the Central Plains, now Tao Buhuan is from Daqin.

Tao Buhuan was right, no matter how suspicious King Gao Sheng was, he would never suspect them.

The idea of ​​peach not changing has always been deviant, but sometimes it is quite reasonable, and it is also a way to find another way.

It took a while for the side door of Yang's mansion to open, and Tao did not change the excuse to return something to Yang's father on Yang Nie's behalf.

And carrying a gift to the door to express condolences, the servants of the Yang family politely invited the two of them in.

"Why are Yang Nie's personal belongings in your hands?" Jiang Yousi asked while looking at the folding fan in Tao Buchang's hand.

"Liu'er gave it to me." Tao didn't answer.

Yang's Mansion is a grand house with four entrances and four exits. There is a main road from north to south, and side yards from east to west.

Passing through a gravel road lined with rockery, one can see a front hall. There are some antiques on display in the front hall. Anything here can be sold for a lot of money on the market. It can be seen that the later spice business of Yang Mansion It was really good.

An old man with the appearance of a servant came to lead the way. Through the long and narrow corridor, they came to a house that smelled of medicine.

Tao Buhuan smelled the medicine: "Danggui, Codonopsis and pearls, the people inside are suffering from stagnation, and the smell of medicine can't be smelled for a few days. It seems that Father Yang has been seriously ill for a long time."

"This young master also knows medical skills? My master has been ill since he left, and he has been lying in bed for several months. The doctor has seen a lot, and the prescriptions have been changed a lot, but there is no improvement.

The business at home has been suspended for so long, and all the merchants have refused, and now I don't know how to live in the future. The old servant shook his head and sighed, worried about his future.

Tao did not change back: "Your master has a heart disease, which cannot be cured, and needs to be recuperated slowly. Can we go in now?"

"Please come in, both of you, but it's best not to mention my son, lest my master get angry and lose his temper."

"it is good……"

After the old servant left, Tao Buhuan said in a low voice: "I'm going to sneak to Yang Nie's room to find clues, and you stay here to deal with the old man inside."

Tao Buhuan was about to turn around and leave, but Jiang Youpan grabbed the corner of his clothes.In the past, it was the one who could not escape and pull Jiang Yousi, but this time it was replaced by Jiang Yousi and pulling Tao.

"Mr. Jiang, don't talk about it. If you are seen by others, you will think you have a habit of Longyang. If you misunderstand, how can I go out to meet people?"

"There is no one else here, who can be misunderstood?" Jiang Youpan lowered his voice and said slowly, "You stay here, I will go to Yang Nie's room to find clues."

Tao Buhuan didn't refute, and said briskly: "Okay, I'll let you go."

Jiang Youbi didn't expect her to agree so readily this time, and just took two steps, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

Turning back slowly, looking at Taobuhuan who was still watching the show, he hesitated for a while and finally asked her in embarrassment: "Where is Yang Nie's residence?"

Seeing Tao's unchanging expression, he must have already figured out the direction, so he deliberately stayed here to watch his own jokes.

Tao Buhuan provoked her with a smile: "Does Mr. Jiang need to lead the way?"

Jiang Youpan kept a straight face, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, and managed to utter a few words from between his teeth: "Need, thank you."

So Tao Buhuan swaggered ahead and didn't see Jiang Youpan following up for a long time.

Looking back, he saw Jiang Yousi actually picked up a wooden stick and stuck it against the door.

Tao Buhuan really couldn't help laughing this time, covering his mouth and laughing: "I never thought that Jiang Qi, a girl from a scholarly family, would lock her in the house with a wooden stick she picked up. .

And there is an old man who is sick. Is it too much for you to treat an old man like this?

This is against the good family precepts of your Jiang family. In the past, it was unavoidable to be punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. "

"This old man may have heard us coming to the door. If he didn't see us coming in, he would definitely be suspicious. I simply trapped him inside for a while. He, who has been sick for a long time, can't come out so quickly. This wooden stick can give us Buy some time."

Jiang Yousi secured the wooden stick and walked over, slapped the sawdust off his hands, glanced at Taobuhuan indifferently as he passed by her, then walked ahead, turned around and asked, "Why don't you go soon?"

Tao Buhuan had already inquired about the location of Yang Nie's room before coming to Yang's mansion, and led Jiang Yousi all the way around the servants and maids to a relatively secluded courtyard in the east, where Yang Nie lived in the main house.

Although the house is small, it is still a single courtyard. The front of the house is full of pruning bamboos, and the emerald green bamboo leaves sway comfortably and naturally in the cool breeze.

There is a window next to the door of the house, and the bamboo forest can just be seen from the window.

"Yang Nie likes bamboo." Jiang Youpan looked at this small piece of bamboo forest and said, with green eyes in his eyes.

Most literati and scholars are chanting Xiuzhu, comparing their aspirations and integrity to bamboo, and their aspirations are noble. Presumably Yang Nie is the same.Jiang Yousi's father also likes green bamboo, but unfortunately Ezhou is not suitable for raising bamboo.

Tao Buhuan glanced at a small corner of the bamboo forest, walked over and squatted down to take a closer look, and said, "I don't think Yang Nie may like bamboo, he may like eating bamboo shoots.

You see, there are some small bamboo shoots here that are already on the tip. How about we dig some now and ask the restaurant to cook a pot of delicious bamboo shoot soup at night. Just thinking about it makes me feel delicious now. "

Jiang Yousi ignored her and pushed the door open to enter the house.

Even though it hasn't been lived in for a long time, this hut is clean and tidy, maybe someone often comes to clean it.

Tao Buhuan followed Jiang Youpan in and looked around, covered his nose and frowned as soon as he came in, and said, "The smell of cinnabar..."

Jiang Youpan immediately looked at the table, covered the wooden lacquer box with cinnabar tightly, and placed it on the window sill.

Tao Buhuan hated the smell of cinnabar since he was a child, and would sneeze whenever he smelled it, so Jiang Yousi's paintings and calligraphy never included the color of cinnabar.

"Is this room a study or a bedroom? Why are there books everywhere? The bookshelves are full, which is even more exaggerated than your previous residence." Tao Buhuan took out a book and flipped through it.

Jiang Yousi glanced at the books on the bookshelf. Yang Nie once took the scientific examination. Generally, candidates mainly focus on the subjects of the examination, and do not read the other books.

However, Yang Nie's books cover a wide range of subjects, ranging from isolated official histories to small local goblins.

"Will Yang Nie hide the clues in these books?" Tao Buhuan asked himself and answered, "If it is really hidden in these books, we can read so many books in a monkey year and a month?

Do you still remember a riddle you gave me, saying that the answer is in the book, your book is no less than Yang Nie's, and it took me three days to find the answer to your so-called riddle. "

Jiang Yousi also took out a book and flipped through it, "You called dozens of servant girls to help you, don't think I don't know."

"Speaking of which, your family is really interesting. All the maids and servants you recruited can read and write. The Jiang family is indeed a scholarly family with a distinguished family style. If it wasn't for their help, I might burn your study down in a hurry."

"You dare not burn..." Jiang Youpan didn't even frown.

Tao Buhuan stuffed the book back, then looked at Yang Nie's bed, rolled his eyes, and came up with an idea, "A Si, do you still remember where you like to hide your things?"

Jiang Youbi came to his senses, walked to the bed, stared at the pillow and said, "Hide in the hollow of the pillow."

Taobuhuan walked over in two or three steps, picked up the pillow and weighed it, felt a pimple, turned his head and gave Jiang Youbi a light smile, then mercilessly pulled the pillow away, and sure enough, he saw a booklet hidden inside .

Tao Buhuan couldn't wait to turn through a few pages and was disappointed after reading it, so he handed the book to Jiang Youbo.

"It's a dilapidated account book, which records rouge powder, preserved fruit snacks, and even embroidery tools.

I didn't expect Mr. Yang to be such a small family man, and all the money he spent was recorded in his booklet. Could it be that the Yang family couldn't support him? "

Seeing her disappointment, Jiang Youpan was not discouraged, so he took the account book and looked through it carefully.

Tao Buhuan gave up the account book and continued to walk around, hoping to find clues again.

After a while, he stopped in front of a painting hanging in the room, staring at the painting without moving.

"Peaches are not changed, there are secret notes in the account book, this is a diary." Jiang Youpan's eyes lit up, and he continued to flip through the account book.

"A Si..." Tao Buhuan's voice was slightly unsteady, she looked at the painting and muttered, "This painting seems to be...the ship where Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang died..."