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Previously, he had speculated that Du Chunxing would leave a secret hand in Qingyuzhuang because he could not come forward in person, and the secret hand would come up with conclusive evidence to put the Du family to death.

However, it was Miss Wan who took out the map, and there was nothing suspicious about what Miss Wan said.According to what Du Chunxing said, Miss Wan was the murderer who killed her mother. These two people wished for each other's death, so how could there be any connection?

Could it be that his speculation was wrong from the beginning?It was not Du Chunxing who made the arrangements, she really didn't know anything, everything was done by Di Rong.

All you need to do is to see Gu Qiubale again, and all the doubts can be solved, but since Luo Jinnian was led to Huang Zhiweng's courtyard that night, Gu Qiubale never showed up again.

I couldn't find him who was deliberately hiding for a moment.

The only way is to start with Wan Niangzi and see if she is really innocent or has other plans.

Song Ling walked around to the place where Du Shaoshang had stayed before. This place had been abandoned. After Master Du died, Du Chunxing drove away all the mages and priests, found a straw mat and buried Du Shaoshang hastily.

Because the spirit has been stopped, few people come here on weekdays.

Song Ling slapped each other with both hands.

"Crack, snap, snap."

After three crisp sounds, a person dressed as a maid entered the mourning hall through the gate. Her face was so ordinary that people would forget it when they saw her.

She walked up to Song Ling, put one knee on the ground, and lowered her head: "Master."

It was the other person in the blood blade.

"Bring the news to the private guards guarding Tongfu Casino, let them enter the casino immediately, and secretly protect Jinnian."

"You should know that Jinnian is the legitimate son of the mansion. If he loses half a hair, let alone me, the whole mansion will not spare you."

"The second son is the master of the subordinates."

Song Ling waved her sleeve robe to interrupt her loyalty: "Look up Changwan's origin and her connection with the death of the mistress of Qingyu Village 23 years ago."

"As ordered."

Another day later, after completing the final processing of Qingyu Village, Song Ling packed up all the books and bamboo slips and prepared to return.

Looking at the bamboo slips in his hand, he pondered for a moment, then turned around and said to Tong Yu, "Go and find the eldest young master, and tell him that I have something to discuss with him."

The guest courtyard is composed of a main room with one or two bays, a side room, and a kitchen room, in a four-fold pattern.

Luo Jinnian lived in another main room. When Tong Yu came, he was practicing a set of swordsmanship in the martial arts training ground not far from the guest house.

There was a ruthless vigor in both the sword and the sword, as if standing in the open space was the chief culprit who caused him annoyance.

Hearing Tong Yu's voice, he threw the sword behind him. It seemed that there were eyes behind his back. The long sword was inserted into the weapon rack like an arm, and then he hooked his toe, and a long spear on the ground flew into the air.

He caught it with one hand and practiced another set of marksmanship.

After tossing for a full quarter of an hour, and letting Tong Yu dry for a quarter of an hour, he raised his spear and looked at Tong Yu, and said in a tone of voice, "What's the matter?"

What a cruel young master.

Tong Yu cooperated and complimented: "Young master's swordsmanship is like a dragon swimming in the sea, and his marksmanship is like thunder falling into the sky, it's all like this." Tong Yu gave a thumbs up: "Second young master, please go over to discuss something."

Luo Jinnian snorted, threw the spear to Tong Yu, and said with disdain: "Sure enough, nothing can be done without me."

……

"Brother Fan stays at Qingyu Manor temporarily." Song Ling said indifferently.

"Why?" Luo Jinnian's almond-shaped eyes widened: "What about you?"

"My fourth aunt and I will take Wan Niangzi home first." Song Ling explained: "The tunnel in Huang Zhiweng's courtyard has not been dredged yet, so I don't know where it leads to. I would like to ask my brother to stay in Qingyuzhuang to take care of him."

The corners of Luo Jinnian's eyes turned red instantly. He originally thought that Song Ling was going to bow his head to him. As long as Song Ling could call him Jinnian, he would be merciful and stop fussing with him. Who made him his elder brother.

But Song Ling let him stay in Qingyuzhuang, what annoyed Luo Jinnian, he didn't even want to go back home with him.

Luo Jinnian stared straight at Song Ling, unwilling to look away, unwilling to miss Song Ling's every soft-hearted expression, but after watching for a long time, Song Ling still looked indifferent.

His heart choked, and his voice concealed his tears: "Just because of a trivial matter, you treat me like this?"

Song Ling looked down at the map in his hand, as if he didn't care about him at all: "Brother is worrying too much."

"Okay, Song Ling, you're doing really well!"

Luo Jinnian quickly glanced at the map and backed away again and again: "I, Luo Jinnian, am not a scumbag. I want to hurry up and become brothers with a bastard like you. Don't take yourself too seriously. Just go home by yourself. I will never With a straight face, I insist on being with you."

After finishing speaking, he kicked the round stool at his feet to pieces, turned around and left the inner room as if fleeing.

Song Ling pinched the paper, the knuckles turned slightly white, and stared at the book that hadn't been turned for a long time.

After tidying up the wreckage of the round stool, Tong Yu finally couldn't help but comfort him and said, "Master, why is this necessary? Why should I hurt the young master's heart?"

Song Ling raised his head in a daze, and said blankly, "He can't go back yet."

After a while, the daze was replaced by perseverance, he put down the book and said: "The blood blade stays in Qingyu Village, watch him."

Song Ling suddenly looked up at Tong Yu: "Including you."

Tong Yu said urgently: "Master, by your side..."

"Forgot the rules again?"

"Obey." Tong Yu said with difficulty as he lowered his head.

"Master." A female voice broke the silence.

Song Ling looked at the door. The person who came was the person who was dressed as a maid yesterday. He waved his sleeve to signal Tong Yu to step back.

The servant girl knelt where Tong Yu had stood before, without Song Ling's questioning, and reported the news she had inquired one by one: "Chang Wan's origin was deliberately concealed, and my subordinate originally wanted to serve you from Qingyu Manor for ten years. The above-mentioned old servants started, but the strange thing is that there has been a change of servants in Qingyuzhuang, and the servants who are currently serving are all purchased in recent years."

"The subordinates have been inquiring for a long time, but found nothing."

"The subordinates had no choice but to go to Qingyu Village to look for clues, but the villagers couldn't explain Changwan's origin. Only a madman living in the pigsty at the head of the village spoke and acted insanely."

"The subordinates saw him pointing at Qingyu Village and swearing, a group of whores, an actor in charge."

"Although the crazy words are not credible, but since there are no other clues, the subordinates took the luck and went to Beijing to look for it with the small portrait of Chang Wan."

"God bless master, there is a Huangmei opera singing troupe from Jiangdong in Shangjingzhong, called the Yuejia troupe, and there is actually one person in it who knows how to sing late."

"That man is the son of the former class leader, the current class leader."

"The troupe owner said that when his father was still alive 33 years ago, the Yuejia troupe was a juggling troupe traveling all over the world. Among them was a girl performing ventriloquist, somewhat similar to the person in the portrait."

"The girl's name is Yin Nu. A kind lady at the back saw her and spent three taels of gold to buy her. It was also with this money that the juggling troupe transformed itself into a cross-country troupe."

"The class leader said that the madam spent so much money that she directly took away this little girl whose life is worthless."

The Blood Blade member dressed as a maid curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "The leader is really black-hearted, relying on his wife's kindness, he actually opened his mouth like a lion. This is no different from stealing money!"

Song Ling untied the jade pendant around his waist and threw it to her, and said in a deep voice, "What's your name?"

The servant girl happily caught the jade pendant, bit it in her mouth, and said joyfully, "Thank you, master, for the reward. I don't have a name for this subordinate."

"From today onwards, your name is Wuyan."

The servant girl was puzzled and said five words, this name is so strange.

"Five words thank you master for giving me the name."

Song Ling explained compassionately: "Five words, don't say anything. You will be fined to only say five words a day in the future." He really didn't expect that the always mysterious Blood Blade would have such a chatterbox.