A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

The boy replied: "We'll call it a day when the time comes."

“What tools did they take with them when they left?”

"Ah..." the boy said that he was not sure. "What else can I bring with me to be a bricklayer? It's just a masonry knife or a shovel. Is there anything else?"

The young master was bored in class, so he knew so many things.

Since there were no ordinary people around to watch, this issue seemed to have to wait. Just when Yeats was about to enter the Jiang Mingchuan courtyard, Teng Chong and Zhang Jin also arrived with people.

"Have you two eaten?"

"I've eaten." Teng Chong replied first.

Zhang Jin originally wanted to say he hadn't eaten, but when he saw the food box in Bai Lang's hand, he immediately understood and said quickly, "I've eaten too, Master Ye. If you need us to eat, just ask."

Yeats said, "Brother Teng, go and investigate the bricklayers at Master Bai's house. Brother Zhang, search all the houses in this alley. If they are not at home, bring them back."

"it is good."

Yeats then said to Jiang Mingchuan, "Let's go to your house for dinner."

Seeing that Yeats' investigation had a direction, Jiang Mingchuan smiled and took the people to his courtyard.

Liu Dachuan followed them at a loss. When he saw the noble man stepping into the courtyard, he stopped at the door and did not move.

Yeats felt that no one was following him, so he stopped, turned around, and walked up to him, "Mr. Liu, have you met Mr. Zhao who was with me just now?"

Liu Dashuan nodded, "I've seen it."

Yeats approached him and said in a low voice, "Wait for him at the entrance of the alley. When he arrives, you do this...this..."

Although Liu Dachuan didn't know why, he still followed Yeats' request.

Yeats could finally sit down to dinner.

The dinner brought by Master Pei was of course very good, but with the case in mind, she didn't taste much of it. She ate a whole bowl and finally filled her stomach.

After eating, Jiang Mingchuan wanted to show Yeats his room and yard.

Yeats refused.

"grown ups?"

Yeats said, "I believe Mr. Jiang..."

"But..." Jiang Mingchuan behaved like a gentleman with a villain's heart, and he was quite embarrassed, "Why don't you, sir, do a routine inspection?"

Yeats waved his hand, "As I said before, I believe Mr. Jiang."

Pei Jingning: ...

Looking at the two people who were being polite, he frowned unconsciously, and just as he was thinking about saying something, there was a knock on the door, and the boy hurriedly opened the door, "Hey, Mr. Bai, it's you!"

Bai Zhiping looked very cautious and pointed at the guards at the door, "May I ask who they are..."

The boy looked inside the door.

Yeats nodded.

He then said to the outsiders, "Brother Liu's sister has not been found. My young master invited people from Dali Temple to help investigate. No, I just had dinner with my young master."

Bai Zhiping is the seventh-rank manager of the Ministry of Industry. Only those with sixth rank and above are considered officials in the capital. He is not a popular seventh-rank man. When he saw the carriage waiting at the entrance of the alley, he could tell at a glance that the owner of the carriage was an extraordinary person, so he checked the carpentry work in his house. At that time, I saw a guard standing at the door of Jiang's house, and I couldn't help but stepped forward to ask.

It's a pity that the boy didn't reply directly to his words, so he had to ask again, "It's from Dali Temple..."

The boy didn't dare to talk anymore, and turned his head to look inside the door again.

Yeats walked to the door in a few steps, walked out of the courtyard, looked at Master Bai under the moonlight, cupped his hands and said, "I'm here to judge Yeats in Dali Temple——"

Seventh grade, the same grade as him.But this is the case in the capital. Sometimes the rank is the same, but the official position is different. For example, he, the director of the Ministry of Industry, is not on the same level as the judge of Dali Temple.

"It turns out to be the famous Mr. Ye. I have admired him for a long time."

Yeats frowned almost invisible, "Master Bai is too polite, you are..." She deliberately directed her gaze to the house on the left.

Bai Zhiping smiled and said, "I'm on duty during the day, so I can only come over at night to see how the carpentry work is going?"

"Master Bai is really caring about his family." Yeats praised him with a smile.

He seemed startled, and hurriedly bowed his hands modestly, "I have no choice, my family is small and poor, so I can only do it myself."

Yeats smiled and said, "I also plan to buy a yard like Mr. Bai's. Can I visit your yard?"

Bai Zhiping raised his head and looked at the sky, "It's okay to go down there, but it's so late, I'm afraid the adults will go back."

Yeats smiled and said, "That's nothing to worry about. My house is in a residential alley across the street, two or three miles away from your place."

"So that's it." Bai Zhiping extended his hand to invite and glanced into the courtyard, as if he wanted to ask something.

Yeats walked towards him.

He paused and followed.

In the courtyard, Jiang Mingchuan asked Pei Jingning, "Do you want to follow him?"

Pei Jingning walked back to the living room, sat down again, and waited leisurely for someone to finish the case.

Chief Bai's yard has two entrances and two exits, but the structure is small and the decoration is average. It is a yard that ordinary civil servants can afford. It is estimated to be 500 taels smaller.

No one knows the salary of a seventh-rank official in the Great Wei Dynasty better than Yeats. She currently earns 15 taels per month, plus miscellaneous subsidies, which is not bad. It is no problem to support a family of eight by poor standards, but if she buys a house Buying a horse is impossible in the capital. Unless there is family subsidies, Mr. Bai at his age should not be able to afford it.

Yeats didn't ask, just weighed it silently.

She carried the lantern given by Bai Lang and strolled around the second courtyard in a leisurely manner.

"Master Bai, I didn't delay you."

"Of course...of course..."

When he walked somewhere in the flower hall, Yeats stood in front of a wooden cabinet. The old money man asked, "Is this cabinet made of mahogany?"

Bai Zhiping smiled and said, "This was left by the previous homeowner. It's not mahogany, it's just painted with red paint."

"Oh, I come from the countryside and have never seen mahogany. I'm sorry for making Master Bai laugh!" After saying that, he reached out to loosen the buckle of the cabinet and opened the cabinet door. There was nothing inside.

"The space inside is quite large." Yeats chuckled and turned to a large box next to him. "Is this also left by the previous landlord?"

"Yes, Master Ye." Bai Zhiping smiled sheepishly, "I think it's pretty good, so I didn't want to throw it away."

Yeats still smiled, slowly looking at the pile of various furniture left by the previous landlord, and occasionally reaching out to touch it.

Master Bai, who was standing behind her, looked impatient, but whenever Yeats turned around to ask him something, he smiled gracefully and seemed nurturing.

Just when Bai Zhiping was thinking about leaving because it was too late, a dog barked from the front yard.

"Master Ye..."

Someone else called over.

Bai Zhiping frowned secretly, with a flattering smile on his face, "Master Ye, the voice in front is..."

Yeats still smiled at Bai Zhiping, "As Master Bai heard, it's a dog."

The new house was not occupied yet, but a dog actually came in. Bai Zhiping was obviously in a very unhappy mood, but he still had a flattering smile on his face, "Sir, you still have a dog!" (End of Chapter)