Jiaohua

Chapter 1184 I want to dig a grave
The two soldiers didn't stay in Qingyue Pavilion for long. After leaving Qingyue Pavilion, one headed east and the other went southwest in the direction of leaving the city.

Xia Zhaoyi stayed in the yard, looking through the information that Sihu and Si Lu had compiled about Zhang He, the former owner of Zisu Dyeing Workshop.

The information is limited, only a few lines, and the content is really not much, but it can be seen that the tax payment of the dyeing workshop is normal, and there has never been a dispute about being reported to the official.

And, for at least a hundred years, this purple perilla dyeing workshop belongs to the Zhang family, which is different from the current owner's purchase.

Zhang He has no wife and no children. On the household registration, Zhang He has only one old father, who died 50 years ago in the third year of Taishou. His name is Zhang Tengfei, and his name is... Acacia.

Xia Zhaoyi suspected that he had read it wrong, so he looked at it more closely. This word really is called lovesickness.

The wind in the courtyard seemed to cool down, Xia Zhaoyi's brows were serious, and suddenly there was a creaking sound in her ear, she paused slightly, looking back, it was Zeng remembering.

"Miss Ali," Zeng Jishi walked over, "Wei Shaoxia woke up and said he wanted some water. I'll go to the back kitchen and ask for a pot of warm water."

"En." Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

Zeng Jishi raised his hand and bowed, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he looked at her face: "Miss Ali, why do you look a little uncomfortable?"

"It's nothing," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Zeng has something to do."

Zeng Jishi had no choice but to nod, before leaving Yuexi courtyard, he couldn't help looking back at him.

"Zeng Jishi!" Xia Zhaoyi shouted at the same time.

"Huh? Miss Ali." Zeng Jishi respectfully said.

Xia Zhaoyi closed the booklet and got up and said, "I have something to do when I go out, so Wei Dongyou will take care of it for you. Remember to give him a massage once every hour, and remove the bandage and change his dressing every four hours."

"okay!"

Xia Zhaoyi hurried away.

"Meow~" the black cat looked at her back and lazily called out again.

Leading the horse out of the side door of Qingyue Pavilion, Xia Zhaoyi looked at the rotten water bucket on the corner of the street.

In the distance, a man came pushing a heavy wooden cart, and saw the imposing young girl leading a horse standing in front of the side door of Qingyue Pavilion. He hurriedly stopped, not daring to go any further, thinking of waiting for her to leave first.

Xia Zhaoyi turned her head with a feeling, and saw the red and black letters on the outside of the big wooden tube on his cart, a huge "dirty" character, so she led the horse over.

Seeing her looking at him, the man was terrified, and wiped his dirty hands on his body.

"I've seen it," Xia Zhaoyi approached, "Excuse me, are you disposing of all the rotten buckets here?"

"Miss, I am employed by someone. If this rotten bucket makes you unhappy, I have to go back and..."

"No no," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "I want to ask, the wild cats around here often eat here, don't they?"

"Ah? Yes, yes."

"If there is a bucket of rotten water, but the kitten won't eat it, what are the reasons?"

"Don't eat? Either, there are things it likes elsewhere, and it is full. Or, there are things it doesn't like in this bucket. But wild cats generally don't pick."

Xia Zhaoyi said sincerely: "Please tell me, what do you know that kittens don't like?"

"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it," the man hurriedly said, "If you talk about things that cats don't like, there are too many, such as orange peels, mint, new paint, green onions and garlic, these things, they will run away when they smell them."

Xia Zhaoyi said thoughtfully: "So, it shouldn't be difficult to drive the kitten to a place."

"Yes, it's not difficult!"

Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows and looked around.

But these things can be seen everywhere in daily life. Even if someone sees someone throwing an orange peel on the ground or dropping a bundle of green onions, they will probably forget it the next day.

Therefore, it is very difficult to find this person.

However, the small package buried in Qingyue Pavilion should not be done by outsiders.

First drive the kitten into Qingyue Pavilion, and then lead the kitten to the place where the package is buried. This person must be free to come and go in Qingyue Pavilion.

Xia Zhaoyi thought for a while, thanked the man pushing the scooter, turned back to Qingyue Pavilion to find the nearest dark man to ask Dai Yu, and then rode out of the city.

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Perilla dyeing workshop.

The wine cellar, where no one would dare to come down, suddenly became the busiest place in the whole manor.

Outside were two big guys digging holes, while Li Guohao and others were helping inside.

Zisu's owner sent his men down to fetch tools and strive to perform.

He chiseled away with a big hammer and sharp axe, and a lot of sand and stone fragments fell from it. Li Guohao was ashamed, and he raised his hand to wipe his face to form a thick layer of dust.

In addition to digging holes, Zisu's owner forced people to come down with a bucket and broom to clean up the rotten place.

Those rotten animal carcasses were picked up bucket by bucket, and the stench was so bad that several bearers vomited several times along the way.

As the hole inside the cave wall got bigger and bigger, the strange noises gradually disappeared, and several live rats and snakes escaped and were killed on the spot.

Suddenly someone came to report that Miss Ali had come.

Hearing this, Li Guohao immediately went to ask if it was really her, then put down what was in his hand and ran up.

Xia Zhaoyi led the horse and stood beside the mountain ridge, and everyone dispersed. The mountain ridge was particularly crowded when Li Guohao and the others came, and now she was alone.

The mountain wind was blowing the young girl's water-green tunic. She looked calm and was looking down at the densely packed rat corpses under the mountain ridge, as well as the rotting corpse water that had just been poured down by the perilla dyeing workshop.

There was a stench soaring into the sky, but she didn't seem to notice it, she lowered her eyes and looked at it calmly.

"Miss Ali!" Li Guohao ran away.

Zisu's owner followed behind with a huff.

Xia Zhaoyi turned his head to see them, and said with a light smile, "Vice General Li."

His eyes fell on Dongjia Zisu, Xia Zhaoyi looked at his brocade robe and brown robe, and said, "This is Dongjia Qu from Zisu Dyeing Workshop."

"I've met Miss Ali!" Zisu's boss didn't dare to neglect her, "The famous Miss Ali has been known to everyone for a long time! How lucky I am to see her face!"

"My boss doesn't have to be like this," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "I'm here to ask something."

"Once Miss Ali asks, Xiaomin knows everything!"

"Zhang He's father, Zhang Tengfei's tomb, where does my master know?"

Zisu's boss gave him a meal, this really stumped him.

"Quickly say it!" Li Guohao urged.

"Yes, yes..." Zisu's owner looked around and said, "Miss Ali, why don't I send someone to the nearby villages to inquire?"

"So, thank you." Xia Zhaoyi raised his hand and bowed lightly.

As soon as she finished speaking, more than 300 soldiers from the Southern Capital Mansion came running from the end of the field of vision.

Xia Zhaoyi turned his head and looked at it with feeling, Li Guohao said: "General Shen ordered me to dispatch [-] soldiers and horses to control this perilla dyeing workshop."

"It's so timely," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "I just need some people to dig the grave."

"Digging a grave?" Zisu's boss asked in surprise, "Miss Ali, is it possible that you want to dig..."

"The boss Lao went to ask for directions." Xia Zhaoyi said to him.

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Thank you Jin for the reward~! =3=
(End of this chapter)