The homes of Lu Kairui and Yuan Zhenghao have been searched from top to bottom, but not much money and silk has been found. The reason is that they have paid tribute to Wu Qiongsi all year round.
"Jin Ershi, take someone with you to sort out the belongings seized from the homes of Lu Kairui and Yuan Zhenghao. Especially the account books and the like must be carefully searched to see if there is anything suspicious. "
What Jin Ershi is best at is settling accounts. His weapon is also an iron abacus, which can be used offensively and defensively, and he can also remove beads and use them as secret agents.
Naturally, this job had to be left to him.
As for Di Ying himself, he has no time.
Someone came to report the crime.
No, to be precise, this person surrendered himself. He surrendered for murder, and he had to surrender to Mr. Di in person.
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Time goes back half a year.
That is the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month in the 22nd year of the Dalu calendar.
The biting cold wind blew across the sky and the earth, as if it was taking away the last bit of warmth in the world.
The snow fell heavily all night long.
When I got up early in the morning and looked at the thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground, the older generation smiled, and so did the younger generation.
The older generation feels: Next year will usher in another good harvest year;
What about the younger generation?
Snowball fights, snowman building, snowball rolling... there are many fun things to do.
In the Hang family in Xiaxi Village, Funing County, under the jurisdiction of Luozhou, the five-year-old girl Hang Ziqing was dug out of her bed by her mother. She had just put on warm clothes and lay on the window. She could not see clearly through the The window paper was closed, and looking at the crystal white sky and earth outside, I suddenly became energetic.
After washing up and grabbing a few bites of food, he kept making noises about going out to play, and even asked his 15-year-old brother to accompany him to go out and play.
"Brother, brother, good brother~~"
The little girl with soft skin, cute ice and snow, looks like an angel, blinks her big watery eyes, shakes her round little head, wears a bun on her head, talks softly and smiles cutely.
"Brother, come and play with me, okay? You help me build a big snowman, and I will comb her hair and dress her, okay, okay..."
Her white and tender little hands grasped the hem of her brother's clothes and shook her.
It shook Hang Zixuan to the extreme.
He picked up his sister, pinched her chubby face, and nodded in agreement.
But his father said from the side: "It's too cold outside. Be careful and don't go out. I'm going to the county town soon to deliver goods to Boss Ma's inn. My dear, you and your mother stay at home. Nuan Nuannuan, dad and your brother will come back as soon as they go, you have to let him help dad, right?"
When Hang Ziqing heard this, he was immediately dejected. The bright light in a pair of big black grape-like eyes dimmed. He also puffed up his cheeks to make his round face even rounder.
It didn't show that she was angry, but instead looked more cute and naive.
Brother Hang Zixuan wanted to squeeze her sister's face again, but was afraid that she would really make her anxious, so he squatted in front of her and patiently coaxed her.
The younger sister is actually sensible. She knew that her older brother had to help her father with work so that their family could have enough food and clothing, so although she was a little depressed, she just puffed her cheeks and didn't make any noise.
After being coaxed by her brother again, she started running happily around the house, and even pulled her mother's long hair mischievously. Her silver bell-like laughter soon filled the small courtyard of the farmhouse. .
It wasn't until his father and brother picked up the home-brewed wine and went out that little Hang Ziqing followed him to the gate of the courtyard with his short legs and wrapped up like a rice dumpling, blinking his big eyes to see his father and brother off.
"Brother, don't forget to bring me candied haws. You have to take good care of daddy. You have to eat meat buns, big meat buns. You will keep warm after eating them. The snowy roads are slippery, so you have to go early and come back early..."
A small person with a big heart.
Hang Zixuan couldn't help laughing and doting on him.
He turned around and waved to his sister, telling her to go back to the house quickly.
My sister ran back to the yard, held the door open again, stretched out her little head, and waved to him.
After Hang Zixuan waved his hands a few more times, he straightened the burden on his shoulders, followed his father's footsteps, and walked towards the county seat with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
His family is in the wine business, or to put it simply: his family’s wine-making skills are good and come from their ancestors.
In my father's generation, although the number of people was declining, the wine business was getting better.
Hang Zixuan was studying in the county town. When he was free, he would help his father carry drinks and deliver drinks to the taverns in the county town.
Hang's father led the way and told his son: "Follow my footsteps. We would rather be slow than fall."
Hang Zixuan responded with a smile.
This is how my father is, this is how he behaves, and this is how he does business. He has never been greedy. He would rather sell less and make less money, but he also wants to ensure the quality of the wine.
"Dad, why don't you take more orders? Then our family can move to the county or state city, and my sister can follow me to study and become literate."
When Hang's father heard the question, he glanced in the direction of the county and state, and then replied: "Bite off more than you can chew. Our family only makes wine for my father and your mother. If you take too much, you won't be able to make it, and it will ruin our family." The reputation of the drink is not worth the loss.
Don't worry, in two years, when you have saved enough money, you can send your sister to school. It doesn't matter for those who can't move, they will be more peaceful living in the village. "
Hang Zixuan nodded frequently when he heard this.
Although he lives in the village and his father has a hard time delivering drinks, the village is peaceful and peaceful, and Hang Zixuan himself likes it.
Hang Ziqing, on the other hand, reluctantly retracted her little head after seeing her father and brother disappear.
With her pink lips pouting, she looked at the clean ground in her yard, and then at the crystal clear snow outside. She couldn't hold it back, so she squatted at the door of the yard, waiting for her brother to give her a hand. She brought the candied haws back, and at the same time she made snowballs and made little snowmen by herself.
After playing for a short while, my hands felt cold, so I put them to my mouth to breathe to warm my eyes. Then I saw a big brother in the village coming back from outside the village.
He glanced sideways, then looked away again.
Both her parents and brother said that the eldest brother was not a good person and she could not say hello to him randomly.
Feeling that her hands were getting warmer, Zi Qing lowered her head and continued to play with her own.
Feeling that the big brother had walked over, Zi Jing turned her little body again, turned her back to that side, and reached out to pick up the top, cleanest white snow.
Suddenly, I heard the crunching sound of snow behind me, and the sound was very loud. Someone was running very fast, and they were running towards me.
Zi Qing turned back in surprise.
