Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

The couple looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"I'm done with work tomorrow, so I'll go see my aunt too," Xie Zhiyun said, "At least, someone can talk to my aunt to make her happy."

Wei Ji shook his head: "No need, my aunt said she would close the door to thank guests for a few days, and she doesn't want to see anyone anymore."

Xie Zhiyun sighed again.

After finishing talking about Shen Wenchun, Xie Zhijun felt a little more relaxed, and then asked Wei Ji half-jokingly: "Are you happy when you heard your mother say you have a marriage contract?"

Wei Ji paused slightly with the hand holding the chopsticks.

"Happy?" There was only puzzlement in his eyes.

Xie Zhiyun squinted his eyes, looked left and said to him: "Today's braised pork is really fragrant, the taste is just right, with a hint of sweetness, it is Langhuan's recipe."

Wei Ji looked at her lightly, not talking or laughing, as if trying to see through Xie Zhiyun's heart.

"Look at me, aren't you hungry too?" Xie Zhiyun immediately stopped talking about the topic just now.

Wei Ji stared at her fixedly, so blessed was his heart, he still stared at Xie Zhijun, but what he said made Xie Zhijun's heart skip a beat.

"It turns out that Madam will be jealous because of me."

Xie Zhiyun's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Who's jealous?"

Wei Ji couldn't help laughing.

"Ma'am, I already smell sour."

Xie Zhiyun didn't go to see him, and just ate food by himself, just pretending that he didn't say anything just now.

"Eat more vegetables, eat more vegetables." Wei Ji graciously brought her vegetables.

"Madam, I'm very happy that you are jealous of me." Wei Ji looked at Xie Zhijun with a smile, "It makes me happier than anything else today."

Xie Zhiyun suddenly felt a little moved.

She heard her heart beating, and then, she began to speak uncontrollably.

"Why are you happy?"

Wei Ji paused slightly with the hand holding the chopsticks, and then smiled calmly.

"Because I occasionally get jealous for my wife."

Wei Ji looked at her meaningfully: "I hope that Niannian only looks at me, thinks of me, and misses me."

Xie Zhiyun felt her face turn redder.

She lowered her head and almost buried her face in the bowl, but her heart was sweet, sweeter than sweet braised pork.

After dinner, the chief manager arrived early.

He came in the rain, half of his clothes were wet, but he didn't care about his embarrassment, and knelt down as soon as he came.

Wei Cang was not at home, Wei Ji and Xie Zhiyun met him directly in the vestibule study.

The head steward was over forty years old, and he looked a little old because he was in the Zhuangzi all day, so Wei Ji would not allow him to kneel like this.

Xie Zhiyun gave Xiao Zhong a look, and asked him to help the housekeeper up and let him sit down and talk.

"Young master, young lady, the original young lady asked me to come back tomorrow, but I checked the background of these two people, and I still couldn't sit still, so I rushed to the mansion ahead of time."

There was lightning and thunder outside, and heavy rain pouring down. Xie Zhijun asked him to come tomorrow because he was afraid that something would happen to him on the way, so he comforted him: "It's a good thing for you to come early. Tell me what you find."

The chief steward wiped off the water from his face with a handkerchief, and then said: "That Ertou Peng was originally a refugee."

"Two years ago, the war in Yezhou subsided, and people everywhere needed manpower. He and his elder brother went all the way to the gate of Zhuangzi, saying that they wanted to use work for rations."

"He looks pretty good, and he is smart, and he can read a few words. At that time, the refugees had no status. The two brothers were poor and white, and their ID cards had long been lost, so I took them in."

In times of war, there were countless such people.

There is no way to check the identity in detail.

Xie Zhiyun and Wei Ji looked at each other, they both knew it well.

Even if you have to be on guard, you have to be on guard against foreigners with Daqi and Beiliang accents, and locals near Yezhou, who can hear their accents.

It is impossible for outsiders to imitate exactly the same.

Moreover, during the war, many government offices were burned down. Even if you had to go to the trouble of checking the identity documents, there was nowhere to check.

Xie Zhiyun said: "I have spoken to them, they all have local accents, and the farthest is Taixing or Xichuan. Even if they are from Daqi or Beiliang, they will not be able to practice such an accent within ten or eight years."

The butler said with a bitter face: "That's exactly the case. I told them about the early years, and they were able to answer it. It seemed that they were locals."

Wei Ji lowered his brows and said, "Locals can become traitors too. For many people, Su Guogong's mansion is only temporarily governing the eight states."

The butler's heart trembled, and he was about to tremble immediately.

On the contrary, Xie Zhijun's calm attitude comforted him: "Boss, please continue."

The big steward took a few breaths, and then said: "Well, the Peng brothers have always been diligent and quick at work, and Ertou Peng is even more eloquent, so in just two years, he was promoted to steward, while his elder brother is rather dull. I only know how to work, and I don’t talk too much on weekdays.”

Xie Zhiyun nodded and let him continue.

The chief manager said: "They dispatch the veterans on weekdays, arrange how they go to work, and stay on duty at night. They can write down the list of work every time, and they have a good relationship with the veterans."

"After the incident, the little one looked through the list of ledgers on Zhuangzi, but found nothing wrong."

Xie Zhijun sighed: "It's impossible for them to have a problem. If there is a problem, you will definitely find it, or those veterans will also find it."

"They have been lurking for the past two years, perhaps because of the recent incident," Xie Zhiyun said, "They must have done something two months ago, and Lady Ruan found out, so they wanted to kill her."

As she said that, she looked at Wei Ji, and Wei Ji said: "Exactly, it is impossible for them to kill Miss Ruan without leaving any traces. What are you going to do, then leave Yezhou directly and defect completely."

"In the past two months, they might have planned to stay in Yezhou, but Miss Ruan has been unmoved, she just didn't take the bait, so they had no choice but to make a bad move."

Xie Zhijun and Wei Ji looked at the butler together after saying this.

The big housekeeper shivered immediately after being looked at by two pairs of eyes.

"Young master, young madam, I found a clue about this."

He took out a section of straw from his bosom, handed it to Xiao Zhong, and asked Xiao Zhong to present it to the two of them.

"I found that there were more straws of this kind in their house. When I smelled it carefully, it still smelled of kerosene."

Wei Ji and Xie Zhijun went up to smell it, and indeed they could smell kerosene.

Having said that, the butler's face also turned cold.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It looks like the kerosene was saved little by little when they were on duty at night, and then spread on the dry straw, and piled up in the house little by little, no one would care about it."

"They wanted to set fire to Zhuangzi and the rice fields that were about to mature."