There is a manor in the south of Nantang County called Qingyun Village. Although the yard is not big, the layout is pleasant, with pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, bamboo shadows and fragrant flowers, and pleasant scenery...
At noon.
A carriage slowly drove into the manor,
A young man stepped out of the carriage. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a face as white as jade and white clothes as white as snow. He walked slowly with a folding fan in his hand.
He is the owner of this manor - his surname is Wu Mingxin, and he is known as the Master of Qingyun Manor.
This young man named Wu Xin is the protagonist of this book, a doctoral candidate who crossed over from a military research institute in China half a year ago.
As for how he traveled through time and came to this era, I won't go into details here to avoid anyone imitating him.
Behind the young man were two beautiful girls, one with a cold face and carrying a long sword, looking heroic.
The other girl had a smile on her face and held a snow-white dove in her arms. She was small and exquisite.
The cool girl is called Miao Qing.
The gentle girl is called Miao Hong.
The two are sisters, both are good at martial arts. They are Wu Xin's personal bodyguards and are responsible for supervising his studies.
Did you see the white dove in the girl's arms?
That is not a pet, but a homing pigeon. Once Wu Xin misses school or something, the homing pigeon will immediately fly into the sky.
What will follow will be Wu Xin’s mother, and then a beating that will make him moan incessantly...
This is the hard life of a bad student.
Wu Xin got out of the carriage and sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, holding his chin in his hands with a sad face, a standard expression of despair.
"I said, Miao Qing and Miao Hong, can you two go somewhere cool and have fun instead of following this young master all day long?"
"Also, your pigeon, I will stew it for you in the morning and evening, and eat it with wine..."
Wu Xin said, making a vicious expression of gnashing his teeth.
Miao Qing rolled his eyes and turned his head to the side.
Miao Hong replied with a smile: "It's okay if you want us to leave. Master, hurry up and get a good reputation and come back. That way, we sisters can go back to the mountain to pay our respects to Master and her..."
"forget it!"
Wu Xin buried her head on the stone table.
"Master! Master..."
"Something happened! Something big happened..."
A young man who looked like a servant rushed over, shouting in shock as he ran.
It was Qiao San who was working as a busboy in the pub.
"Why are you panicking?" Wu Xin raised his head.
"The Liu family's housekeeper was eating in our tavern and died of poisoning for unknown reasons... All the county officials and gangsters went there..." Qiao San reported concisely.
"What!"
Wu Xin stood up and waved her hand, "Let's go! Take a look..."
…
At this time, the tavern was already in chaos, the county government officials were maintaining order, and the police were conducting an autopsy.
The diners had long put down their chopsticks and no longer dared to pick up a piece of vegetables or take a sip of soup. They all stared with wide eyes at what was happening in front of them...
"excuse me!"
"Excuse me, the owner of the tavern is here..."
The crowd parted, and a handsome young man walked in, waving his fan, with steady steps and calmness.
It was none other than the owner of the tavern and the owner of Qingyun Villa—Wu Xin, Mr. Wu.
Seeing the young man coming in, a middle-aged thin man immediately shouted and rushed to greet him.
"Wu, you're here just in time. The food and wine in your store are poisonous and poisoned my old housekeeper to death. You must give me an explanation today..."
Wu Xin glanced at the thin man and walked directly to the deceased without saying anything.
Wu Xin knew this middle-aged thin man from a well-known wealthy family in the county. His name was Liu Jin. The county magistrate's brother-in-law is notorious for being rich and unkind.
The deceased on the ground was a skinny old man, his old housekeeper. He was emaciated and looked like he was terminally ill and about to die.
At this moment, the old housekeeper was foaming at the mouth and lying motionless on the ground. Surrounded by several government servants, a coward was pretending to perform an autopsy.
"His grandma's!"
With just one glance, Wu Xin understood instantly: This is a fucking frame-up! "Ping porcelain" has reached a new height...
A dying man committed suicide in his shop, which really left him speechless.
This is obviously a game.
"Explain!"
Wu Xin suddenly closed the folding fan in her hand, stared at Liu Jin coldly and said, "The old guy brought drugs into the store and committed suicide in the tavern. It affected the reputation and business of my store. Who will give me an explanation?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Liu Jin said angrily, "Who would commit suicide if everything is fine?"
Wu Xin asked coldly: "Liu Jin, in front of all the fellow villagers, please answer truthfully, is there any grudge between us?"
"No."
"Do I have any grievance against you?"
"No."
"Did I throw your child into the well?"
"No!"
The corner of Liu Jin's mouth twitched inexplicably, and he muttered in his heart, "What kind of question are you asking..."
"Okay! Since there is no enmity between us and we have never thrown your child into the well, why do we poison your old housekeeper?"
"Are you full?" Wu Xin asked.
"You..." Liu Jin was speechless for a moment.
The rhythm was picked up instantly, and the crowd of onlookers became commotion, and some people began to analyze and discuss.
"Master Wu is right! Why would you poison someone who has no grievances?"
"Are you trying to blackmail someone?"
"I heard that the old housekeeper has been ill..."
"Well, I think there's something fishy here..."
Tong Yaoyao, who was on the second floor, walked in from Wu Xin and didn't move her eyes away, just staring at him.
What a handsome young man, with a face like a crown of jade, a straight nose and a square mouth, eyes like cold stars, suave and graceful. His white clothes are spotless, his expression is calm, and he is calm and wise.
For a moment, the girl's heart was beating a little faster. She didn't know if she was worried about the young man named Wu Xin.
Being as smart as she is, she immediately understood the plan of this bureau. No wonder the Yamen and the police arrived so quickly. If her father hadn't called the county magistrate to talk about something, the magistrate happened to be dining in this private room at this moment, and he could have handled the case on the spot.
"How will he break this game?"
Tong Yaoyao really started to worry.
"Anyway, if someone dies in your shop, you have to give an explanation... Otherwise, you will go to see the official..." Liu Jin got a little anxious and simply broke the jar.
"Seeing the official, am I still afraid of you?"
Wu Xin opened the folding fan, looked around coldly, and suddenly raised her voice and said, "Although I am handsome, I am not a soft persimmon who can be framed and manipulated at will!..."
"Pfft!"
Xing'er upstairs couldn't help laughing, "Miss! This person is quite thick-skinned, but she is indeed quite good-looking..."
"hehe!…"
"Miss!" A follower quickly came to Tong Yaoyao and said, "The master is about to set off, please tell the lady to come over..."
"Um!"
Tong Yaoyao went downstairs in response. When she passed by Wu Xin, she couldn't help but look at him one more time.
The fragrant breeze blew across his face, and a graceful figure passed by, and Wu Xin's eyes suddenly lit up.
That graceful figure, that peerless face, that startling glance...
The young man's heart couldn't help but move.
"Who, beauty, please add us on WeChat!" In the previous life, Wu Xin would have shouted this.
But, at the moment, it was impossible for him to catch up, as he was involved in a lawsuit.
"His uncle's!"
Wu Xin couldn't help but curse secretly.
Looking back five hundred times in the past life only resulted in one passing by in this life...
