Qin Shaoan also understood what Yang Wuhui meant, so he shook his head and said: "The body of an unknown woman has not been found in the past few days. If it is found, I will definitely be the first to know."
Yang Wuhui stood up and said, "The only way is to go to the official Wang's home and see if we can find any clues."
Qin Shaoan also meant this, otherwise he wouldn't have come to find Yang Wuhui.
Yang Wuhui started to put on his clothes. After getting dressed, he and Qin Shaoan walked out of the room one after another.
Naturally, I met Xiangjun in the corridor. Xiangjun's real name is Lou Xiangjun, but few people know her real name. People who are familiar with her call her Xiangjun's wife.
When Xiang Jun saw Yang Wuhui and Qin Shaoan walking out of the room, he walked up to Yang Wuhui, inserted the cattail leaf fan in his hand behind his back, and tidied Yang Wuhui's clothes tenderly.
Xiang Jun looked at Yang Wuhui with charming eyes and said, "Will Yang Lang return to the red sleeve move tonight?"
Yang Wuhui looked at Xiangjun's lovely appearance and was about to agree, but he still chose to shake his head.
"I'm about to take the exam. Maybe I haven't been back to the academy for a long time. It's time to go back and prepare before entering Beijing."
Seeing this, Mr. Xiang whispered in Yang Wuhui's ear: "If Yang Lang comes back tonight, Mr. Xiang will try Yang Lang's favorite way of playing the trumpet for Yang Lang!"
After saying that, he stuck out his tongue and licked Yang Wuhui's earlobe.
Yang Wuhui felt a surge of electricity pass through him, and his whole body went limp.
This seemed to be an illusion, and he soon came to his senses. Where did the electricity come from in the Song Dynasty?
Although his heart was full of passion, Yang Wuhui still gritted his teeth and refused, but he also promised to come back to see Xiang Jun before entering Beijing.
Xiangjun showed a trace of disappointment on his face as he watched Yang Wuhui leave.
But when Yang Wuhui went downstairs and walked out of the red-sleeved door, the expression on Xiangjun's face turned cold, and he was no longer as charming as before.
This coldness also contains doubts.
As for what he was doubting, no one else knew.
After walking out of the Red Sleeve Move, Qin Shaoan said with a smile: "Brother Wuhui is a good trick. Madam Xiangjun is the courtesan of the Red Sleeve Move, the kind who only sells her skills but not her body. Brother Wuhui was able to win the favor of Madam Xiangjun. This can be said to be a departure. Good luck.”
Yang Wuhui did not answer this.
Although he did sleep in Lou Xiangjun's room last night, the oiran lady did nothing with him.
Even Yang Wuhui was a little wary of her. When his soul came into this world, the original soul of the unlucky guy had to dissipate before he could occupy his body!
So how did the original body die?
Isn't it the kind of thing where everyone dies?
This was also the reason why Yang Wuhui was indifferent to Lou Xiangjun's attempts to seduce him like that in Hong Xiuzhao.
This Lou Xiangjun is either not easy, or the red sleeve move is not easy!
For the sake of this little life, let’s not talk about such messy things as blowing the trumpet. I’m not good at that at all.
Yang Wuhui and Qin Shaoan walked for almost an hour before arriving at the Wang family in the south of the city.
Although the Wang family is a wealthy family, it is no longer what it used to be, but the house built by Mr. Wang, who was an official in the court in the past, is still very grand.
Qin Shaoan stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Soon, the voice of an old servant came from inside the house.
"Who?"
With that said, he opened the door.
The moment he saw Qin Shaoan, he said, "Oh, it's Mr. Chai, but is there any news about Mrs. Zhao from this little family?"
Qin Shaoan shook his head and said: "Old housekeeper, I came here today to ask some questions about Mr. Wang Daguan. I also ask the old housekeeper to take us to meet him!"
The old housekeeper nodded and said: "It should, it should!"
After saying that, he glanced at Yang Wuhui again, and then continued: "You two, please go to the hall with me and wait. My high-ranking officials were busy all day yesterday, and they didn't sleep last night. They haven't woken up yet. I'm here. Go call him!"
The housekeeper took the two of them to the hall and sat down. He served them two more cups of tea and said, "Please wait a moment. I will call the official right now!"
After the old housekeeper left, Yang Wuhui said: "That Mr. Wang was not a noble person during his lifetime. I also heard that his family collected a lot of antiques and famous paintings. Now it seems that he has been defeated by his descendants."
Hearing this, Qin Shaoan asked doubtfully: "How to say it?"
Yang Wuhui opened the tea cup and said: "Look at this hall, there are no decorations, which means there are no decorations to support the scene. And the tables and chairs are just ordinary wood. And this tea cup, made of blue and white porcelain, has a chip. .”
Yang Wuhui picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Besides, this tea is Eagle Tea, which costs five cents a pound. This is the tea that ordinary people like to drink most. It is high-quality and cheap. The weather is hot in summer. If you take a sip, a sweetness will flow into your throat and relieve the heat. It can be said that it is a favorite of many people!”
Qin Shaoan quickly took a sip and said in surprise: "Don't tell me, it's really the same as my tea!"
Then he asked in confusion: "But what can this mean?"
Yang Wuhui didn't want to talk to unintelligent people, but at this moment there was only Qin Shaoan here, so he could only helplessly explain to him.
"It shows that the Wang family has fallen into disgrace! In this case, I'm afraid that the official Wang will have to start worrying about daily necessities!"
Qin Shaoan couldn't believe it, how could the Wang family be in such a predicament because it was a famous family.
While Qin Shaoan's thoughts were wandering, Wang Qingping had already been brought over by the housekeeper.
When Wang Qingping stepped into the threshold and saw Yang Wuhui and Qin Shaoan, he saluted them.
Then he said: "I heard from the housekeeper that the poor man wants to ask me something. As long as he can find my wife, feel free to ask any questions."
Qin Shaoan was about to speak, but Yang Wuhui spoke first.
"Master Wang, your wife quarreled with you five days ago. Why did they quarrel?"
Wang Qingping glanced at Yang Wuhui and asked doubtfully: "Who is this?"
Qin Shaoan replied: "This is a staff member hired by our Lord Magistrate. He is usually responsible for recording some case files in the government office. His questions also represent the Lord Magistrate's inquiries. Official Wang just needs to answer truthfully!"
Wang Qingping finally understood and said: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. My family has completely declined in my generation. My wife and I quarreled because I wanted to sell part of her dowry to supplement my life, but she couldn't We didn’t allow it, so we had a big fight. The butler knew this!”
The housekeeper glanced at Wang Qingping, nodded and said, "That's right! My official wanted to sell off part of Mrs. Zhao's dowry, so they had a quarrel!"
Yang Wuhui curled up his lips and continued to ask, "Then why, after the quarrel with your wife, did Wang Daguan decide that she had returned to her parents' home instead of disappearing?"
Wang Qingping heard this question and replied seriously: "My wife is from Chao County. She usually doesn't go out of the house and doesn't know other people. After she quarreled with me, she had no other place to go. She could only go back home." My natal family in Chao County!”
When he said this, Wang Qingping remembered something else.
"By the way, when my wife left, she left a letter saying that she was going back to her parents' home in Chao County."
