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

Chapter 70 Leftovers
"Astragalus?"

"Father!"

"Go and call those two monks."

"Yes!"

"You brought two monks to Xie's house? What are you here for, chanting sutras?"

"You know shit!"

Pei Xiao rolled his eyes at him and said with a cold smile: "We'll find out when the people come."

Two monks, one fat and one thin, came floating in.

Pei Xiao glanced at Huang Qi, and Huang Qi hurriedly closed the door of the flower hall.

The fat monk took out two portraits from his arms and said flatteringly: "Master Pei, do you think the paintings look like them?"

Pei Xiao motioned for him to show the portrait to Xie Zhifei.

Xie Zhifei glanced at it and was shocked——

One is by Yan Sanhe and the other is by Li Buyan. Both paintings are lifelike.

"You are..."

"When I get back, I'll have hundreds of copies copied, and then every temple in Great China will distribute one. Those ordinary people who don't offer incense on the first day of the Lunar New Year, won't they do it on the fifteenth day of the lunar month?"

Pei Xiao crossed his chest with his hands and smiled triumphantly, "Master Pei, I don't believe that I can't find out their details."

Well done!

These two paintings opened a new door for Xie Zhifei. Just as he was about to praise this boy, he saw him tilt his lips and sneer:
"No matter whether Yan Sanhe is a goddess or an expert, she can't escape from the Five Finger Mountain of my Tathagata Buddha."

Xie Zhifei's heart suddenly trembled.

This word...

Why does he sound so uncomfortable?

Xie Zhifei calmed down, stood up and clasped his fists, "Then I'll bother you two."

"You're welcome, Third Master."

The two monks bowed in return, "Master Pei, if nothing happens, we will go back to the Yamen first."

Pei Xiao nodded and made a silent gesture towards the two of them.

The thin monk smiled hurriedly and said, "I need Master Pei to explain this, so don't worry, be at ease."

The two monks left happily again.

Xie Zhifei looked at Pei Xiao and said sincerely: "Ming Ting, you can do it!"

"That's not all that's possible."

Pei Xiao smiled coldly, "If it hadn't been for the trouble I made just now, how could Goddess Yan have told her true relationship with Goddess Li."

"you do this delibrately?"

Pei Xiao held his head high and said nothing, with an expression on his face that said, "I will praise you to death."

Xie Zhifei raised his thumbs at him without hesitation, and whispered in a low voice: "Find a time to meet him."

This turn of events was so sudden that Pei Xiao couldn't stop the expression on his face and subconsciously asked, "Who are you meeting?"

"Who are you meeting and you still ask me?"

Xie Zhifei lowered his voice and said, "He brought the news that the prince wanted to abandon his carriage to protect the commander-in-chief."

The joke disappeared instantly, and Pei Xiao frowned: "Is this what you just whispered to my uncle?"

Xie Zhifei shook his head: "How dare I tell him this? I said the old censor let it out, and he recently asked for Feiyi in court."

"No wonder he agreed immediately."

Pei Xiao was silent for a long time, and then said: "I have to say that when it comes to saving time, Goddess Yan is very considerate of the suffering owner."

When he mentioned this, Xie Zhifei thought of those days of running around in the wind and rain.

After a while, he whispered: "You will know later that that girl has a cold face and a warm heart."

"We'll talk about the future."

Pei Xiao urged him: "Let's go find the goddess, don't waste time."

Xie Zhifei stood up and glanced inadvertently towards where Yan Sanhe was sitting. All his movements suddenly stopped.

"What are you looking at?"

Pei Xiao leaned forward and saw that he was staring at the bowl used by Yan Sanhe, "She only had a mouthful of rice left. Do you have such a cannibalistic expression?"

Xie Zhifei looked at the mouthful of leftover rice, his eyes filled with stillness.

"Let's go!" Pei Xiao dragged him out.

Can't move.

"Don't tell me, you just want to help her eat the leftovers."

you are right!

A dusty corner of Xie Zhifei's heart felt as if he was suddenly pricked by a needle, throbbing like a spasm, and boiling inexplicably.

Pei Mingting, do you dare to believe it?

There was once a man who ate all his leftovers.

Xie Zhifei raised his peach-blossom eyes upwards, revealing his two dimples, and smiled mischievously.

"You bastard, what the hell are you talking about? Isn't it disgusting?"

……

As expected by Yan Sanhe, there were only 11 maids and women serving the old lady left, and the others had been released from the house.

When these 11 people saw several people in official uniforms standing in the yard, they were so frightened that they dared not speak out.

Xie Zhifei glanced at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi took a step forward and said sternly: "Everyone divide into two teams."

The servants divided themselves into teams cautiously, and the last person who came out was a little maid, about thirteen or fourteen years old, who had just grown her hair.

The little maid didn't know which queue to queue in, and was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Ding pointed with one hand: "You, go in first."

The little maid shivered with fright, but couldn't resist Ding Yi's expression like the King of Hell, so she could only step into the threshold bravely.

The little maid entered the room and saw two people, one sitting and the other standing.

The person sitting there is a girl, very good-looking;

The man standing was an official, and every line on his face showed his fierceness.

The little maid knelt down with a plop and kowtowed three times without saying anything.

"Do not be afraid."

Yan Sanhe's voice was rare and gentle, "The Wucheng Military and Horse Division is handling the case and I want to ask you a few questions."

The little maid looked at Yan Sanhe and was stunned.

How could a woman be an official these days?

"Look at what?"

Zhu Qing looked at her fiercely: "This is the investigative expert we invited from Commander Xie. You'd better answer honestly, otherwise, I'll let you have a taste of jail time."

Commander Xie, who followed, coughed and said, "As long as you answer honestly, I will ensure that you are safe."

The little maid was really frightened to death. She collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.

When Yan Sanhe saw that the time was almost up, he asked: "What is your name? How old are you? What kind of errand do you do in the old lady's courtyard?"

The little maid sobbed and said, "My slave, Xiaohong, is fourteen years old. She looks after the vegetable garden for the old lady."

Yan Sanhe: "How many years have you been with the old lady?"

Xiaohong: "Two years."

Yan Sanhe: "How did you get to the old lady?"

Xiaohong wiped away her tears: "Old lady, the maid who was visiting the garden was let out. The slave was chosen because she can grow vegetables."

Yan Sanhe: "You are not a family member?"

Xiaohong shook her head: "I have parents and brothers at home. The family couldn't get rid of the problem, so I sold my slave. The price was a living deed. I can redeem it later when I have money."

At this point, Yan Sanhe got to the point: "What kind of person is the old lady in your eyes?"

This time, Xiaohong got stuck.

Yan Sanhe coughed, and Zhu Qing on the side quickly scolded: "Just answer whatever I ask you."

Xiaohong quickly answered.

"The old lady is a good person. As soon as I came to the courtyard and I was young, the older maids and old women bullied me. When the old lady found out, she ordered Mother Chen to beat me. After that, my life became easier."

Yan Sanhe nodded, dipped his pen in some ink, and wrote four words: Kind-hearted.

"What is the most profound thing about the old lady that you remember?"

Xiaohong: "..."

(End of this chapter)