I am a consultant in Kaifeng

Wang Mingquan is a tea merchant.

This means that although he is rich, his status in Bianjing is not high.But fortunately, his daughter married into Shouwang Mansion as the princess. He was originally a tea merchant, and he had an extra status as a relative of the emperor, and suddenly he became very different.

In the past few years, Wang Mingquan liked to go to Moxiangju very much.

Wang Mingquan likes those things that look very elegant, so he keeps many diners in the mansion. In his free time, he cooks tea with the diners and enjoys the flowers, or drinks against them.

Yesterday he was going to take his disciples to Moxiangju, but because his concubine Chaoyun was unwell, he couldn't go.

But I didn't expect to escape because of this.

Speaking of the fire in Moxiangju, Chao Yun still has lingering fears.

She and Wang Mingquan sat in the garden basking in the warm autumn sun, holding flower branches in their hands, and said softly: "How could Moxiangju catch fire? I heard about this early this morning, and I couldn't stop being afraid. Fortunately, Lang You didn’t go to Chengmo Xiangju yesterday, otherwise—”

Chao Yun frowned, as if he couldn't bear to continue talking.

She paused for a moment, then laughed again, "Lang Jun is an auspicious person, and he is blessed by the gods. If he really went to Moxiangju yesterday, maybe the nobleman came, and Moxiangju would not catch fire."

Wang Mingquan is now in his forties, probably because his life is going smoothly, the years have not added much color to his face, but also added a mature and steady bearing to him.

He listened to Chaoyun's words, stretched out his hand and patted Chaoyun's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Chaoyun is right to think so. I have lived most of my life. What kind of things can't be turned into good luck? God is looking after me .”

Zhao Yun nodded with a smile and responded.

Immediately, she remembered another thing——

"Does the princess know about the fire in Moxiangju?"

Concubine Shou is the daughter of Wang Mingquan, who married into Shouwang's mansion five years ago.

Speaking of his daughter, Wang Mingquan had a smile on his eyes, "I sent someone to ask questions early this morning."

Seeing this, Chao Yun smiled and said to Wang Mingquan: "The filial piety of the princess is touching."

When Wang Mingquan heard this, the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

Zhao Yun bit his lips, and then said: "Although Mr. Lang is auspicious, I am always uneasy."

Wang Mingquan looked sideways at her.

Chao Yun: "I heard that Moxiangju was set on fire, and the person who set the fire was a tenant. He is a small tenant, and he has never met Mr. Lang. How could he be so bold? Maybe someone is jealous of Mr. Lang's business. , secretly sent him to do it."

Wang Mingquan frowned slightly, and those energetic eyes fell on Chaoyun's face.

Zhao Yun bit her red lips, her brows were filled with sadness.

Looked like she was really worried about him.

Wang Mingquan has been in the mall for many years, and he has never seen any kind of person.

The young woman in front of him has clear eyes and a gentle and gentle temperament, which pleases him very much.

And the appearance of worrying about him at this moment aroused his affection even more.

Wang Mingquan stretched out his hand and brought Chaoyun Tower over.

He smiled and comforted: "No matter how jealous my family is that my business is doing well, I dare not kill anyone."

Chao Yun: "The tenants can set fire to—"

"Maybe he accidentally left the fire pocket in the bamboo forest just because something happened at home, he was absent-minded and absent-minded?" Wang Mingquan comforted Chaoyun with a smile.

Chaoyun, who was hugged by Wang Mingquan, rested her head on his shoulder, the slight worry that had been hanging between her brows disappeared at this moment, and those gentle eyes became calm and unwavering.Her eyes fell on the chrysanthemum not far away. Although her face was expressionless, her voice was still so gentle and pleasant, "You must forgive others and forgive others, Mr. Lang is a kind-hearted person."

Zhan Zhao had a nightmare last night and was exhausted physically and mentally.

However, when he thought of asking Du Xiaoning to go to the bamboo forest with him, he felt very happy again.

He woke up early and opened the door.

Shou Feng, who was practicing sword in the yard, heard the movement and looked back.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it.

Shou Feng: "Brother, what did you do last night?"

Zhan Zhao:? ? ?

Shoufeng paused his sword practice, and the young man stood upright in the courtyard, raised his hand and gestured, "You look like you haven't slept all night, and ran to steal chickens and dogs."

Zhan Zhao: ""

Zhan Zhao gave Shou Feng a sad look.

Shoufeng straightened his expression immediately, "I, I mean, brother, did you think about the case all night last night and didn't sleep well all night?"

It's true that thinking through the night can lead to poor sleep.

But it is not the case that is considered.

Zhan Zhao sighed deeply, walked up to Shou Feng, stretched out his hand and flicked the boy's forehead.

"Don't worry about adults' affairs, children, go practice your sword."

Shoufeng: ""

The young man looked at Master Zhan's back, raised his head and touched the forehead that had been bounced just now, and muttered in a low voice——

"What? A few days ago, they said that I am so old that I can't understand human affairs, and they want to let Brother Dynasty teach me, but now they say that I am a child. Brother Dynasty is right, bachelors are fickle"

However, Mr. Zhan never looked back, so naturally he couldn't hear the boy's muttering.

The "fickle" Mr. Zhan got up early today. When he went out, he counted his fingers and thought that Du Xiaoning should still be in Du's residence at this point. He originally wanted to go to Du's residence to wait for her.

However, the scene of Du Shangshu's ruthless face last night, holding that thick wooden stick and swiping at Du Xiaoning's body with all his might, is still vivid in his mind, obviously nothing happened, Mr. Ke Zhan felt that he had already endured too much.

——It's better not to come across Duchamp's book.

So Mr. Zhan stopped abruptly, and went to Baiwei Study instead.

Zhan Zhao met Du Xiaoning at the intersection very close to Baiwei Study.

The third son was still dressed in plain white clothes, with a smile on his face, walking unhurriedly on the bluestone road.

The people working at sunrise came from all directions, gathered at the intersection, passed by with shoulders on their shoulders, and each went his own way.

As soon as Du Xiaoning raised his eyes, he saw Zhan Zhao.

She smiled and walked over, walking side by side with Zhan Zhao.

Du Xiaoning: "I thought about it, I'd better go back to Kaifeng Mansion first."

Zhan Zhao: "Why?"

The cool autumn breeze in the morning lifted the belts of the two of them.

Du Xiaoning: "Because I want to see Li Minggui first."

Li Minggui is just an ordinary tenant.

When a person reaches middle age, there is no great wealth and wealth. How he lives in a year depends entirely on whether God rewards him or not.

He had bad luck the year before last, the crops were not harvested, and his wife died of illness.

The weather is good this year, and it should be a bumper harvest year.

One moment he was still rejoicing that he was lucky this year, and the next moment, he was taken to Kaifeng Mansion.

The bamboo forest where Mo Xiang lived caught fire, and others said he set the fire.

"My lords, I really didn't set the fire. When I left, the dead grass had been burned, and there were no sparks, so it couldn't possibly be ignited! I beg you two adults to go to the villain's field. There is still a long way to go to the bamboo forest in Moxiangju!"

When Li Minggui saw Du Xiaoning and Zhan Zhao, he fell to the ground without saying a word, crying so much.

Du Xiaoning was startled by Li Minggui.

She took two steps back, "You get up and talk first—"

I don't know if her voice is not loud enough or what's going on, Li Minggui didn't seem to hear it, and threw herself on the ground, crying intently——

"My lords, please let me go! My daughter is Jiji this year. Although she is not top-notch beautiful, she is also handsome. There are already several families who want to come to propose marriage. I think this year will have a bumper harvest and life will be easier. Just talk to her about a good marriage. I have seniors and juniors, how can I not think about setting fire to it?"

Zhan Zhao pinched his heart with some headaches, and shouted in a deep voice unbearably: "Li Minggui."

Li Minggui trembled in fright at Lord Zhan's oppressive voice, and looked up at him.

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, "In Kaifeng Mansion, everything must be based on evidence. Without evidence, I won't bring you back."

Li Minggui looked at Mr. Zhan and cried again in fright.

Du Xiaoning: ""

Du Xiaoning: "The matter hasn't been investigated yet, and no one can say that you set the fire. Otherwise, what are we doing here?"

Li Minggui's crying stopped abruptly.

He looked at Du Xiaoning pitifully, "This, my lord, I really didn't set fire!"

Du Xiaoning looked at the tenant's honest face, and gave him a comforting smile, "Well, if you are not the one who set the fire, Kaifeng Mansion will return your innocence."

Perhaps it was because the third son was gentle and refined, looked approachable, and had a good smile, so Li Minggui's mood stabilized a little.

He wiped the tears from his face and got up.

Du Xiaoning pointed to the chair beside him, "Sit down."

Li Minggui was flattered and sat down on the chair.

Du Xiaoning sighed inwardly when he saw Li Minggui's bewildered look.

She didn't think Li Minggui had lied, but if it wasn't Li Minggui who lied, could it be the villagers who went with him lied?

Du Xiaoning asked Li Minggui, "Why did you leave early yesterday?"

Li Minggui: "The Er Gouzi from the village came in a hurry and said that my old mother had fallen and had a big cut on her head, and told the little one to go back quickly."

Du Xiaoning looked at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao nodded, "His mother was indeed injured, but he didn't go home."

Du Xiaoning couldn't help being curious, "Aren't you in a hurry to go home and see your mother?"

"I, I am! But, but I was delayed by something in the middle!"

"What's the delay?"

Li Minggui blushed immediately, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

Seeing him like that, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but asked with concern: "Just now you were crying with snot and tears saying that you didn't set the fire. If you really missed something, you might as well say it. If someone proves that you really left It would be great if you never went back after entering the field, what else do you have to hide?"

"But, but" Li Minggui was about to cry, but he still didn't say anything.

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, and said in a dignified tone, "It's this time, what could be more important than your innocence?"

Li Minggui really cried again, "My lord, I can't say it!"

Master Zhan: ""

Master Zhan frowned with a headache.

If others don't want to say it, he can't torture him to extract a confession.

Li Minggui looks like there is something unspeakable, so what kind of unspeakable is it?

Du Xiaoning used mind reading skills, and then she heard Li Minggui's voice——

I was indeed delayed by something!

Widow Wang from the village came to me and told me that my mother's injury was not serious, and she helped to bandage the wound before leaving.

Widow Wang said that she helped me a lot, and that my clothes were too torn, so she asked me to go to her house to help her chop firewood, and she mended my clothes along the way

Can such things as chopping firewood and mending clothes be casually mentioned?

Listening to Li Minggui's voice, Du Xiaoning didn't know what to say for a moment.

She couldn't help but look at Li Minggui twice more.

Seeing her clear eyes, Li Minggui felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling restless.

So Du Xiaoning didn't look at him anymore, and instead asked Zhan Zhao: "Master Zhan, did Aunt Li fall hard?"

"The scalp on the front of the forehead is scratched, and the area is relatively large. When Er Gouzi saw it, the wound on the forehead of the aunt hadn't been treated. It looked scary."

Du Xiaoning said "Oh", "Did the aunt tell me how she fell and hurt her, and did anyone help her?"

Zhan Zhao turned his head and glanced at the third young master, wondering why he suddenly asked this.

He smiled slightly and said to Du Xiaoning: "Yes, it is said that Widow Wang from the village head passed by, saw her fall, and kindly helped her up, and even helped her clean and bandage her wound."

Du Xiaoning nodded slightly, Widow Wang did not lie to Li Minggui.

Looking at Li Minggui's guilty conscience, Du Xiaoning couldn't help but feel ashamed. With him like this, it's strange that he and Widow Wang's affair with Chen Cang can be kept a secret, isn't it?

Since Li Minggui didn't want to say it.

Du Xiaoning didn't want to force him either.

When he is really anxious, he will naturally speak.

So Du Xiaoning stood up and looked at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao also stood up naturally and left with her.

Li Minggui:? ? ?

Li Minggui looked at the backs of the two leaving, and couldn't help shouting——

"You two adults, what should I do if you leave?"

Du Xiaoning paused and turned to look at him.

I saw the third son smiled, "Ask yourself? When someone can prove that you really didn't leave and then went back, he will let you go home."

Li Minggui: ""