Even though the bags and luggage had been turned over, County Magistrate Li's people probably wouldn't be able to detect anything strange in their packages.
After all, this package was selected by Yuan Yizhi, and the contents inside were prepared by Yuan Yizhi by restoring the Jiangnan woman's belongings one-to-one.
Even so, County Magistrate Li's behavior still made Ji Wanrong feel offended.
This cunning old fox, no matter how many times he tested them, still had doubts about them.
Both County Magistrate Li and the county magistrate's wife are the Queen's people. For the Queen's career, Xun County and the local people in Xun County have been treated like this.
Whether it's the bleak business in Xun County, the Dead Man's Village, or the disappearance of adult men in Xun County, it all shows that their crimes are countless.
How could County Magistrate Li say that he sold the Pinus sylvestris in Xun County specifically to do business with others in order to lift Xun County out of poverty?
Most people should avoid outsiders who come to Xun County.
But Magistrate Li doubted them, but at the same time received them.
What's more, when the county magistrate's wife chased her to the restaurant, she blurted out: "You are not..."
Ji Wanrong expected that you were not short of money.
But it was obvious that Magistrate Li was short of money, so he still wanted to spend the money where the magistrate's wife could not see him.
Ji Wanrong thought, raising her eyebrows slightly. A complete guess had emerged in her mind. This guess lacked evidence, and now she needed to test it.
She stared at the moved bundles on the soft couch and shrugged slightly.
Since Magistrate Li is unkind, don't blame her for being unjust.
Several people stayed in their respective rooms for a while, unable to discuss countermeasures because they were afraid that the walls would have ears. The people waiting were getting anxious.
After a while of burning incense, a maid came to take Ji Wanrong and Shi Heng to have a meal.
Today, Magistrate Li arranged to use it in the magistrate's mansion. It was not as grand as at noon, but it was like following the local customs, which had a unique flavor.
Ji Wanrong looked at the little maid leading the way beside him, narrowed his eyes, and then asked casually: "Will the county magistrate's wife come to join us for dinner?"
"I met her by chance at noon. I thought she was very straightforward and bold, and I wanted to make friends with her."
The maid turned her head and glanced at Ji Wanrong, and saw the sincere look on Ji Wanrong's face.
Ji Wanrong simply didn't ask a difficult question. She would find out after a while whether the county magistrate's wife would come.
So the little maid shook her head: "Madam will not attend tonight, but the county magistrate will entertain you warmly."
Ji Wanrong smiled after hearing this, showing eight white teeth: "Huh? The county magistrate's wife is not attending? Are there other concubines of the county magistrate attending? Otherwise, I will eat alone and listen to their grown men talking about each other. How boring would that be?"
When the little maid heard this, she didn't even think about it, and immediately retorted to Ji Wanrong, with a bit of pride in her tone: "Of course not. The county magistrate only has one wife, his wife, and no other concubines."
"Oh! There is such a good man in the world. I am so envious of being together for the rest of my life!" When Ji Wanrong heard this, he held his heart with both hands and immediately looked extremely shocked.
When the little maid heard this, her face was filled with pride.
Mo Jiecheng, Shi Heng and others followed Ji Wanrong and silently watched Ji Wanrong's performance alone.
Shi Heng obviously knew that Ji Wanrong did it on purpose, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Mo Jiecheng listened to Ji Wanrong's exaggerated tone and stared at her thin back. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes dimmed.
Ji Wanrong ignored the group of men behind her, thinking that it would be better for her to take action herself.
"The county magistrate's wife and the county magistrate really have a wonderful marriage, which is enviable. They must have children and grandchildren around their knees and enjoy the happiness of a family, right?"
"I'm going to have dinner later. Can I see the county magistrate's child..."
After Ji Wanrong said this, the little maid's eyes flickered, but she pursed her lips tightly and said no more.
No matter what Ji Wanrong said after that, the little maid just smiled but never spoke.
The little maid didn't speak, but her reaction proved everything.
Magistrate Li has no concubines, only one wife. The two of them are nearly fifty years old, but they have no children.
Perhaps it means that County Magistrate Li has no apparent children.
After all, what his appearance shows is that he has made good choices and will have children and grandchildren around him in the future.
She had just gone out and met the woman selling wood carvings. She was beautiful and looked like she had just given birth. She must have been Magistrate Li's wife.
The county magistrate's wife's suspicion was not groundless, she had already had suspicions.
The woman was also wearing clothes popular in the south of the Yangtze River. She was probably from the south. Even the few tentative Vietnamese dialects spoken by County Magistrate Li and the pastries from Wufangzhai were all heard from this woman. .
When Ji Wanrong thought of this, his whole body became excited.
What she had for dinner this time was all forgotten.
She was just on her way back to the wing after the dinner, and while the little maid wasn't paying attention, she wrote a few words on the palm of Mo Jiecheng's hand.
"Wood carving, strange."
Mo Jiecheng felt Ji Wanrong writing stroke by stroke in his palm. He felt that his palm was itching and his heart was itching too.
He slowly lowered his head and looked into Ji Wanrong's eyes.
Under the moonlight, Ji Wanrong's eyes were surprisingly bright.
Although he had looked at her countless times before, Mo Jiecheng's heartbeat still skipped a beat at this moment.
Even when I returned to the yard, my legs were too weak to walk.
That night, Mo Jiecheng used Qinggong to quickly avoid the observation of all the spies in the hospital and flew out of the county magistrate's house.
Ji Wanrong didn't know what happened in Mojie City. Ji Wanrong only knew that there were more spies in the county magistrate's office than flies, and they kept staring at their master bedroom last night.
Shi Heng read a book on the soft couch for half the night, and then reluctantly went to bed.
While Ji Wanrong looked like he was lying in bed early, he actually went to space to study the chemical soil of the sanatorium all night.
When everyone got up the next day, except for Jian Qing, who looked full of energy, the other three looked very depressed.
This morning was the time they had agreed with County Magistrate Li to go up the mountain. Magistrate Li was also waiting at the door to go to the mountain with them.
When Mo Jiecheng helped Ji Wanrong onto the carriage, he also gently shook her hand while no one was paying attention.
He wrote the word "done" in her palm one stroke at a time.
Ji Wanrong felt the itching in his palms and nodded.
The mountain road was rugged, and the carriage staggered up the mountain.
Ji Wanrong opened the curtain from time to time, looked at the situation outside, and took note of the scenery along the way.
I don’t know how long it took before the carriage under me stopped again.
Ji Wanrong's heart skipped a beat, and then he got out of the carriage. His footsteps landed firmly on the ground, and what he saw were trees all over the mountains and plains.
