The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 257 Singing
Yan Sanhe, who had "unknown origins", was looking at Jingchen's clothes on the hanger, lost in thought.

There is a deep sea between the lady and the nun.

Something stormy must have happened in this deep sea to connect the two together.

And that turbulent incident may be Jingchen's inner demon.

There was movement in the room, and Yan Sanhe suddenly came back to his senses.

Li Buyan almost pounced on him, "Sanhe, I never expected that the second master is still that kind of person."

"What kind of person?"

Li gave an overview of the matter without saying a few words.

After Yan Sanhe listened for a long time, he said: "Grudges are their business. We are still the same as before. We don't have to be cold, let alone warm. By the way, how much money do you still have in your hand?"

"Okay, why are you asking about this?"

Li Buyan was curious, "You only know how to make money. You never ask how much money you have but how you spend it."

"Go and rent a house outside."

Are you moving out?
Li Buyan smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid that the old lady and the master will come and cry to you?"

"Get ready first."

Yan Sanhe: "As soon as Jingchen's inner demons are resolved, we will move there."

The most important thing is that she promised to investigate the Zheng Mansion's case. Once this case is investigated, it might involve the Xie Mansion.

As a person like her, it's okay for others to owe her favors; but she feels uneasy if she owes others favors!

"The money is enough."

Li Buyan said in a low voice: "There is no need for a pawn, let's buy a smaller one, with two in and two out, make it comfortable, and buy a few maids and boys to wait on you."

Yan Sanhe knew nothing about these vulgar things, "You have the final say!"

"By the way, I just passed by Shi'an Courtyard. I originally wanted to say a few words to Master San. Guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"Our good third master went to Goulan to listen to music again."

Li Buyan put his chin in his hand, "I don't understand. Is he holding it in for a few days or is he performing for others?"

"Singing opera for others is one, and the other is..."

Yan Sanhe smiled lightly: "I also need to comfort Mr. Pei's hurt heart."

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Mr. Pei's wounded heart not only needs Mr. Xie's comfort, but also needs good wine to make him drunk. Of course, he also needs the company of several young ladies.

It was the first time in his life that he was attracted to a girl, but he was held back by his family background. He was from a high family with a long halberd and a prominent medical family, but now he was just a burden to little Mr. Pei.

For three days in a row, Mr. Pei and Mr. Xie were hungover in Lichun Courtyard.

The two slept soundly during the day and had fun at night. When they were enjoying themselves, Mr. Pei and Mr. Xie were still gambling in Lichun Courtyard.

What are you betting on?

Bet on whether the next benefactor of Li Chun Yuan will enter the door with the left foot or the right foot;
Bet on how long Mr. Liu can last on the little lady;
I bet that Prince Hou is looking for a young lady or a young man tonight.

Like talk?
How outrageous!

Especially the third master of the Xie family, he still has a little bruise at the corner of his eye, but the scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten. He is the same as the rootless Xu Sheng.

On the evening of the fourth day, the two gentlemen, Pei and Xie, went to Lichun Courtyard to pick up someone in person.

I heard that Mr. Pei looked at Mr. Pei's dissolute appearance and couldn't hold back, so he slapped him in the face;

Mr. Xie was more polite and kidnapped Mr. Xie and took him home to teach him a lesson.

Who said that dragons must beget dragons, and phoenixes beget phoenixes? Look at these two masters, they are just like Adou who cannot be supported. Sooner or later, the family fortune of the ancestors will be ruined in the future.

After returning home, Mr. Xie took a shower and changed clothes, then went straight to Jingsi Residence freshly dressed.

Yan Sanhe stayed behind closed doors for three days and already envied all the birds flying in the sky, mice crawling on the ground, and fish swimming in the river.

Seeing Xie Zhifei approaching slowly, she felt for the first time that this person's eyes were eyes and his nose was a nose.

Before Xie Zhifei could sit down, he asked, "How are you doing? Did you find anything?"

Xie Zhifei drank for three days in a row, and the smell of alcohol filled his nose no matter what he smelled. Now he could smell the plaster on Yan Sanhe's body, which smelled good for no reason.

He moved the bamboo chair forward, took a deep breath and said: "In Sijiu City, there are princes, generals, ministers, high-ranking officials and merchants, and women who have become nuns in the inner house in the past 18 years, a total of 86 people." Yan Sanhe: "Say quickly. Go down."

Xie Zhifei looked at her nervous face, showing a hint of laughter, "Of these 86 people, 47 are still alive."

Yan Sanhe calculated very quickly: "There are 39 people left."

Xie Zhifei: “Nine of these 39 people have returned to secular life.”

Yan Sanhe: "There are 30 people left."

Xie Zhifei: "Among these 30 people, ten are over 50 years old and 40 are under 11 years old."

Yan Sanhe: "There are nine people left."

Xie Zhifei: "Of these nine people, seven did not pass away this year."

Yan Sanhe was shocked, "Then there are only two people left."

Xie Zhifei: "The remaining two people, one is a monk in Longquan Temple, and the other is a monk in Yunta Courtyard."

Yan Sanhe looked at Xie Zhifei blankly, feeling completely cold in his heart.

After a moment, she gave a desperate struggle and said, "Third Master, have you checked for any leaks?"

The third master didn't speak, and only glanced at Zhu Qing behind him.

Zhu Qing said: "Back to Miss Yan, in addition to me and the people from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division, the Third Master has also begged several brothers from Jinyiwei, and there are no leaks."

Yan Sanhe's eyes fell on the third master and he apologized.

Does that mean she made a wrong judgment?

But how?

Literacy, white boneless hands, and an aloof temperament are clearly something only people from a wealthy family can possess.

"Is it possible that she was divorced and then became a monk?"

Xie Zhifei: "Among these 86 people, five were divorced."

Yan Sanhe: "Is there any possibility that Jingchen's family was dismissed from office or their homes were ransacked?"

These words made Xie Zhifei enlightened, "Yes."

"Really?" Yan Sanhe's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Really!"

Xie Zhifei: "The possibility of dismissal from office is smaller, but the possibility of house confiscation is higher."

Yan Sanhe asked: "Why do you say that?"

Xie Zhifei: "For a man to be dismissed from office means he will be downcast. Once he is down, who would dare to abandon his wife who is a loser, unless Jingchen is a concubine."

Yan Sanhe said "Hmm".

"After the house is confiscated, the female family members have several possibilities. Either they will be executed together, or they will also be exiled. The young and beautiful ones will join the Jiaofangsi."

Xie Zhifei: "The older ones are slaves. Another possibility is that they are bought by an acquaintance."

Yan Sanhe suddenly felt like a new village had a bright future, "An acquaintance bought it, and when he had no other options, he became a nun?"

Xie Zhifei didn't hesitate: "Zhu Qing?"

"Please give me your instructions?"

"It is not difficult to check the dismissal from office and confiscation of homes 18 years ago, and the officials have detailed records."

Xie Zhifei: "I remember that my eldest brother has a classmate who works in the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Please go to the Hanlin Academy and ask your eldest brother for help."

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute, Zhu Qing."

Yan Sanhe stopped the person, "Trouble me, tell Uncle Xie to check the ones from 18 years ago."

"Miss Yan, how far back do you need to check?"

"Five years."

"Wait a moment." This time it was Mr. Xie who called him.

The third master glanced at Yan Sanhe's feet and said, "On your way out, call Xie Xiaohua over."

(End of this chapter)