Immortal Venerable Cubs Manual II [Quick Transmigration]

Liang Zhaozhao asked Mu Jin to stay downstairs and went to the private room alone.

She knew that Mu Jin might guess that she came here to meet people, but she probably couldn't guess that what she wanted to meet was the guy from this teahouse.

Liang Zhaozhao told Liang He the general experience of the past two days, but concealed the fact that the person who saved her was her father.

When Liang He heard the news of Dr. Chen's death, he was silent for a long time.

Four years ago, it was Zhao Zhao who paid a doctor to save his adoptive mother.

That person is Dr. Chen.

Neither of them said much to feel sorry for Dr. Chen, but both wanted to avenge Dr. Chen.

They exchanged some information about Yuezhou City.

Liang Zhaozhao learned that the news that she had passed away came out from the Zhou Mansion, but Su Mu and Su Ye didn't want to believe it, so they wanted to find her, but Liang He comforted them.

No one doubts what Aunt Mei, who designed to frame her, said, or those people are unwilling to bother to find the truth.

When Liang He asked what to do next, Liang Zhaozhao smiled, and replied flatly: "Of course I will treat him in the same way."

After the two discussed the business, Liang Zhaozhao was supposed to leave, but she picked up a bowl of tea instead.Her eyes fell on the tea leaves floating in the tea bowl, but there seemed to be a cloud of white mist floating in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Her eyes were blank, and she asked casually, "Ahe, have you ever thought about your parents?"

Her voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper, she didn't seem to be asking Liang He, but rather she was talking to herself.

With a somewhat confused tone, it inexplicably gives people a sense of vulnerability.

Hearing her question, Liang He was stunned for a while, wondering if she planned to find her real family in the future.

Liang He didn't know that Liang Shuying was her biological mother.

But he didn't ask anything, and just replied according to his actual thoughts: "I never thought about it, I only recognize this mother. Even if I meet them one day, I won't recognize them. After all, my mother is so good to me." , I want to give her a pension."

He actually hoped that Zhaozhao would find her family back, whether it was her father or her mother's natal family, so that someone would take care of her and love her dearly.

After nearly four years of getting along, Liang He has already treated Liang Zhaozhao as his younger sister, and he feels sorry for Zhaozhao who has a little bit of sympathy with him.

Liang Zhaozhao also understood his hint - because his adoptive mother was kind to him, he would not think about finding his real relatives.

Her situation is indeed different and cannot be generalized.

In fact, when she asked, she already had a bias in her mind.

She hasn't found a chance to leave until now, will she be able to explain the problem soon?

The white mist in front of him seemed to be slowly dissipating.

Liang Zhaozhao raised his lips and smiled, "I want another ox tongue cake, and hawthorn cake, pack them into two servings."

Looking at Yue'er's previous appearance, it seems that she doesn't like sweets very much.

She brought food for Yue'er, but she had to bring it for her father.

Liang Zhaozhao thought of that purse, opened it, and found that there were more than a dozen copper plates, a few pieces of silver, and the rest were silver notes. Except for one denomination of 100 taels, the rest were small denominations. Nearly 200 taels.

It's really generous, it's worth her monthly payment for four years.

Liang Zhaozhao paid the money and returned with a bamboo food box.

Along the way, Mu Jin followed in silence without asking any further questions.

Liang Zhaozhao took the initiative to ask, "Will you report to your father?"

Mu Jin was still vague, and said vaguely: "Master asked me to protect you."

As a subordinate, how could she have any choice?Just follow the orders, if the master asks, she will answer; if the master doesn't ask, she won't take the initiative to mention it.

Now she can't promise anything to this difficult little master, let alone answer "yes" directly.

It's really the king of hell fighting, and the kid suffers.

Mu Jin sighed silently in her heart, compared with the one in front of her, Miss Yue'er was much cuter.

Liang Zhaozhao smiled "puchi", "Do you all talk like this? You are eloquent and ambiguous, so that no one will be offended?"

Mu Jin pulled the corners of her mouth down and didn't answer—who can she afford to offend?It's too much to say, and if she is suspected like Zhao Man, or offends the little master, then she will definitely do nothing good.

But even if Mu Jin doesn't say much, her attitude has revealed many problems.

Liang Zhaozhao also felt more and more that her father was not an ordinary person, as could be seen just by looking at his subordinates.

I always feel that life in the future will not be so ordinary, Liang Zhaozhao couldn't help sighing in his heart.

After returning, Liang Zhaozhao went to see Si Xingjian with a refreshment alone.

To her surprise, the other party didn't ask her what she did before, but she felt that he should have done so.

He also told her to keep the purse directly, saying it was pocket money for her; as for the tea, he only kept the ox tongue cake, and said, "Hawthorn cake is what you like, keep it."

Liang Zhaozhao only thought that Ruyan told him, and didn't think what he thought.

She will not deliberately hide this taste preference, if someone pays attention, they can always find it.

It's a pity that her mother didn't know, or rather, never paid attention.

In this not-so-remote but slightly deserted small courtyard, Liang Zhaozhao rarely enjoyed a warm and quiet time. She casually flipped through the medical books that she had already memorized, and occasionally ate a piece of hawthorn cake with a silver stick, without paying any attention to it. It's raining outside...

In the evening, the lobby of a tavern.

A drunk man with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair shouted with pride, "Xiao Er, let's serve another stewed pig's ear!"

On the table in front of him was a jar of the most expensive knives, and there were only two empty plates left with sauce.

Not long after he finished speaking, a few more guests came in. When the person in front saw the bowls and dishes in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, you Yang Erhu, if you have money, come and drink. Not to mention paying back the silver owed to me first."

Yang Erhu, who put a large chopstick into his mouth to marinate the pig's ear, squinted his eyes halfway, looked at the man who was talking, and said vaguely, "It's Brother Zhao, come on, my younger brother treats you to wine!" Then he slapped his hand on the table vigorously.

After the palm was removed, several pieces of silver anklets were exposed underneath.

Yang Erhu moved a piece of silver worth five taels to the side, "Isn't it because I haven't met you? You still hold on to this small amount of money... Tsk tsk!"

The person surnamed Zhao didn't dislike his tone, nor did he dislike the oil and sauce on the silver anklet. He happily picked up the silver anklet, took a bite before putting it away, and then sat down unceremoniously. At Yang Erhu's table, he even invited the people behind him to sit down together.

"Where did Second Brother Yang get rich? I also talked to my brothers."

"Yes, yes."

But Yang Erhu said mysteriously: "I can't say it. If I say it, I won't be able to earn money, and maybe I will lose my life. Come, eat meat!"

After pushing the cup and changing the cup for a quarter of an hour.

Yang Erhu became even more drunk. He had a mysterious face but said in a serious voice: "This money is specially rewarded by the Buddha for my filial piety!"

As soon as the words came out, not only the drinkers at the same table became interested, but the rest stopped gossiping and craned their necks to listen.

Some people speculated: Could it be that Yang Erhu, a bastard, stole the sesame oil money?

"Isn't my old lady sick? It is said that Dongshan Temple is efficacious. I went to offer incense the day before yesterday, and prayed to the gods and Buddhas to bless my old lady in good health, so that I can afford my mother's medical treatment. Then, guess what? I In the back mountain..."

Someone asked: "Could it be that you picked up a bag of silver ingots?"

Yang Erhu shook his head, but mentioned something else—"Have you heard that the adopted daughter of Zhou Xiaowei's family in Songhua Lane accidentally fell into the river from the back mountain of Dongshan Temple and drowned that day?"

Someone hissed and said, "Could it be that you jumped into the river and fished out her body?"

"No." Yang Erhu denied again, "She didn't stumble and fall into the water and drowned. She was beaten and thrown into the river. I don't know if she was beaten to death or knocked out."

As he spoke, he drank a bowl of wine and shook his head appreciatively.

Everyone took a deep breath and hurriedly asked what was going on, and some people asked what it had to do with the money he got.

Yang Erhu always talked halfway, and then brought up other things, arousing the interest of these listeners, and then he told the story upside down.

He speaks in confusion, which is also befitting the state of a drunk alcoholic, but the point is that nothing is lost.

There are many people who are still clear-headed and quickly sorted out his words:

In the bamboo forest behind Dongshan Temple, Yang Erhu ran into an aunt of Zhou Xiaowei who was committing adultery with a man, and witnessed that they were discovered by Mrs. Zhou's adopted daughter of Mrs. Liang's family. They gave him 50 taels of silver as hush money.

All these people around believed, or were willing to believe, that what Yang Erhu said was true—after all, Yang Erhu was so drunk, could he lie?

And why didn't Yang Erhu talk about others, only Zhou Xiaowei's aunt?It's because he saw it with his own eyes!

Otherwise, he and the other party have no grievances in the past and have no grievances in the near future, so why spread rumors?no need!

Captain Zhou is an official, and he will offend people if he does so.

As for why the cheating pair of wild mandarin ducks silenced Miss Liang and gave Yang Erhu money?

——Of course it was because Yang Er was a strong man, not as easy to deal with as the little lady in the boudoir.

Why did Yang Erhu go to the back mountain?

——He is a gangster who is not doing his job properly, isn't that normal, not to mention going back to the mangosteen forest, even if he climbed onto the Buddha statue, they are not surprised.

Why did those two people have an affair, instead of choosing a hidden place, they went to the wild, or in the back mountain of the temple?

——It was probably for the pursuit of excitement, and I went to the pure place of Buddhism to do that dirty thing, tsk tsk, I really know how to play!

……

For some small details that Yang Erhu didn't mention, the listeners found the answers by themselves.

But as a qualified spectator, some questions still need to be asked clearly, otherwise how can I relay them to others in the future?

"How did I recognize that it belonged to Captain Zhou's aunt? How could I know it? It was the little lady who was thrown into the river who called her 'Aunt Mei', and then the one from Zhou's family who fell into the water Adopted daughter, isn't this just right!"

"They don't admit it? Hmph, I can clearly see the red mandarin duck bellyband that Aunt Mei is wearing, and the adulterer has a blue birthmark the size of a copper coin on his left buttock. I also picked up a golden hairpin, and they 50 taels of silver and bought it back."

"I'll ask for it after I've spent all the money! If they don't give it, I'll spread the news that the little bastard born to Aunt Mei is not actually a child of the Zhou family, and let their calculations come to naught!"

At this time, people in Zhoucheng were quite free, and soon these rumors spread, and those spreaders would not verify whether the news was true, or even add fuel to it.

Some of them who didn't show up in that tavern were soon in other taverns, teahouses or even Goulan courtyard, and said mysteriously: "Hey, have you heard..."

Liang Zhaozhao doesn't like people who follow others' opinions, and doesn't like to listen to those false rumors - especially those that damage a woman's innocence, but now, she has fabricated and even intentionally promoted such rumors.

Since Aunt Mei is trying to get people to destroy her innocence and force her to marry Aunt Mei's relatives, she cannot be blamed for using the same means to fight back.

At least, she didn't let anyone force Aunt Mei.

Furthermore, the rumor that "Aunt Mei stole someone" is not wronged her.

Liang Zhaozhao didn't have the slightest hesitation or intolerance in doing this, she was just a little worried, if he found out, would he think she was too cruel...

These rumors have not yet reached the ears of everyone in the Zhou Mansion, but Si Xingjian soon heard of them.

It was Zhao Qing who went shopping to buy some supplies, and when they heard the news about Liang Zhaozhao, they hurried back to report to Si Xingjian.

After hearing this, Si Xingjian felt a little lost—it was obvious that it was Zhao Zhao's handwriting, but she didn't come to ask his father for help when she encountered such a thing.

He said to Zhao Qing: "Let someone go to see if that person really has a birthmark tomorrow morning at dawn. If so, take off his pants and throw him to the nearest street to Zhou Mansion."

It's not easy for him to ask Zhao Zhao if there is a birthmark on a man's buttocks, if there is, how will Zhao Zhao know?

As a father, he deliberately asked, which seemed a bit embarrassing.

Zhao Qing immediately asked: "What if there is no one?" He has the means to fake it, but there is obviously not enough time now.

"If not..." Si Xingjian curled his lower lip, "Just cut out that piece of meat."

Hearing this, Zhao Qing had the illusion that his part was in pain, subconsciously tightened his buttocks, and then hurriedly answered "Yes".

He hasn't married a wife yet, and he hasn't even looked at a woman's butt. If he goes to see a big man, will he get a needle's eye?Forget it, let Zhao Man go.

Zhao Qing had a cold face, and he couldn't see at all that he was planning to cheat his brother in his mind.

The next day, when the sky was just dawn and everything was silent, there was a loud scream from a private house, which could wake people up more than the sound of a rooster crowing.

Some young daughters-in-law have already got up early to take care of the housework, some older ones have already gotten up, and some enthusiastic or timid people are afraid of something, so they put on their shirts and come out to check.

Those who moved swiftly saw a man in black jump over the wall and escape.

"Isn't that Feng Changhe's family? Is his brother-in-law Captain Zhou from Songhua Lane?"

"What brother-in-law? His cousin is just a concubine, and she has a big face all day long. She is a serious relative."

"Hey, have you heard..."

Soon, rumors spread that the adulterer really had a birthmark on his buttocks, but he had a guilty conscience and forcefully removed the birthmark.

Isn't this trying to cover up, they are not fools, they can figure it out with their toes.

It's just that they didn't consider why everyone in the neighborhood knew about the things that should have been covered up quietly.

Of course, this is something.

After Si Xingjian ordered Zhao Qing to take measures to deal with the aftermath, he began to deal with the matter.

He was not idle along the way, but because it was inconvenient to receive news on the road, some letters from the capital were sent directly to Zhao Man.

He also prepared invitations, intending to visit Commander Li whom Zhou Yong wanted to use his daughter to please.

Si Xingjian hadn't rested until Haishi, the matter had already been dealt with, and he was just waiting like smoke.

If there is no accident, there should be an answer to Ruyan's investigation tonight.

Sure enough, there was a small noise in the yard...