Spring is coming

"This is."

As Bo Qingshan once again took out a small and exquisite jade pendant from behind his back, Mo Jingchun took two steps back coldly: Wasn't it right? She really guessed it?

She waved her hands together: "No, no, no, I can't accept this. This painting is very good!"

"Take it, no one in the family has any use for this thing." He raised his eyes, "It's not a valuable thing like a jade pendant, just use it for decoration."

She looked at the jade pendant carefully. It was a butterfly-shaped pink jade, not big in size, with a bunch of broken jade beads and glass colored beads strung underneath to make a tassel, making it sparkle as it swayed.

She fell in love with this thing at first sight and couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "Is it really worthless?"

That is to say, she does not understand jade materials. Sand jade of this quality is of high quality and of extraordinary value. That is to say, the piece Bo Qingshan gave her is only half the size of a palm after carving, so it is not worth much.

But from the fact that the butterfly is lifelike and fluttering its wings, and even the beads carved out of scraps below are even and smooth, we can tell that the carving skills of the carving master are extraordinary and come from everyone's hands.

After being unable to hold on for a while with Bo Qingshan, she was finally stuffed.

In fact, she didn't have any clothes or jewelry that matched the pendant. It was inconvenient to carry such a jingling thing while working in the store, so she had to put it away first.

With this incident, she was even more embarrassed to ask the other person's birthday in person, so she only stopped Hang Sheng walking back in the corner of the corridor: "Brother Hang Sheng, there is something I want to ask you."

"Tell me, what's wrong with Miss Jingchun?" Hang Sheng was rather surprised. What could he know?

"That's right. When is Brother Bo's birthday?"

"Uh" Hang Sheng was overjoyed immediately, "It turns out that Miss Jingchun was embarrassed, so she found me, Hang Sheng, privately. Okay, then I will tell you about the last time, the seventh day of July, Miss Jingchun can remember this time Living?"

"The seventh day of July? That's not it."

"Yes, my second grandfather was born on the Qiqiao Festival, so he has always had a good relationship with girls."

Every time Hang Sheng talks nonsense, he doesn't have to blink, he just opens his mouth.

Mo Jingchun blushed: "Thank you very much."

Just when she was returning home, she met the people who came to Mojia Village with them at the entrance of the village. The village chief was by his side with a flattering expression.

When Xie Hanqing saw her, he tilted his head slightly, and his serious expression returned to normal: "Little girl, we meet again."

"Girl Chun?" The village chief was surprised, "Do you know Mr. Xie?"

He almost exposed the other party's official identity, but was blocked back by Xie Hanqing's glare.

"Oh haha, we had a relationship. The tea the little girl prepared was delicious, and the black rice balls tasted very good." Xie Hanqing stroked his beard, "In that case, we and I will have a meal at Miss Mo's house at noon today. , I wonder if it’s inconvenient?”

Seeing that it was almost noon, Xie Hanqing really didn't want to go to the village chief's house for dinner anymore. The old couple looked at themselves with eyes that could make people naked every time, which made them uncomfortable.

"This, I'm afraid this is not a good reception?" The village chief was frightened and disappointed. He was still trying his best to establish a relationship with this person!

"Huh?" Mo Jingchun didn't quite understand the old man's familiarity and asked in confusion.

"I will pay you all the money for the meal." Xie Hanqing thought she was worried about this.

"That"

"Oh, what else is there! Girl Chun, please agree quickly and entertain me sir!" The village chief was afraid that she would hesitate again, so he quickly agreed for her. You must know that Mr. Xie is facing My temper was not very good when I was young. "Okay then" she just led the person through the door in a daze, and she couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Xie, you are not from Baishan Town, are you? I don't know why you came to Mojia Village several times?"

Mojiacun is just a small village, and only a handful of outsiders have visited it over the years.

"I am from the capital city."

He took a sip of hot water.

No one in the Mo family drinks tea, so they only have hot water for guests, no tea leaves, not even tea stems.

"Being from the capital," Mo Jingchun murmured again. She didn't blame her for overthinking. In fact, although the Xie Hanqing in front of her looked kind, the city government was far worse than those officials.

"Little girl, since you asked me what I am here for, can I ask you to do me a favor?" There was no one else around at this moment. He had already put down the water bowl in his hand and stared at Mo Jingchun with stern eyes.

"Wh-what's the business?" Mo Jingchun was stunned by his gaze, and a numbness crawled up his spine, and he took a cautious step back.

"Don't be nervous, just answer a few questions from me."

He tried to comfort him, but unfortunately the person opposite him didn't feel relieved at all.

At this time, the man who had been silent beside him stood up and said in a deep voice: "Did Miss Mo's father die in a donkey cart rollover last year?"

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Mo Jingchun was startled, but quickly adjusted. Since they were here for Mo Changlin and his wife, as long as she refused to acknowledge the wanted order, it would have nothing to do with the rest of the Mo family, and those who didn't know were not guilty.

"Who are you?! My father is dead, why are you asking these questions?"

The girl in front of her had moisture in her eyes and was red. She couldn't bear to talk about it. She looked like she was suffering from the sudden loss of a loved one.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Jingchun, I have been ordered to investigate this case. This case is too involved and involves the King of Wuling County and the King of Jingzhou. I have already studied the files and visited the site when I came. I think you My father is innocent in this matter, so he intends to contact you alone today."

Prince Wuling? King of Jingzhou?

Mo Jingchun's lips parted slightly, completely surprised: "What?"

Did she really not understand? Did she speculate that it had something to do with the people in the harem? Moreover, why did this matter suddenly become related to several princes? Is there such a high-ranking official here to investigate? What did he find?

Xie Hanqing just thought that she asked that and didn't know anything. He patiently explained to her: "The death of your parents was not an accident, but someone caused trouble. Because they broke the conspiracy, the other party wanted to take the opportunity to blame all the mistakes on your father." On the contrary, a flaw was exposed in front of the saint, and that's why I came down south to investigate the case. Now, please cooperate with me and answer a few questions, okay?"

He revealed his identity, but Mo Jingchun still doubted: "Are you...?"

"Department of Punishment, thank you Hanqing." He glanced at Mo Jingchun approvingly, took out his badge and showed it to Mo Jingchun.

It's a good idea to be cautious, cautious, and not get into trouble.

Although Mo Jingchun couldn't see any real or fake tokens, he held them in his hand and pretended to look through them several times. All he could think about was how to deal with his next question.

It would be impossible for her to tell everything she knew. Regardless of whether this person's identity is true or false, how does she know which side he is from? What if he is just trying to trick her into handing over her things?

But since this person has clearly identified his official status, he must answer the questions he asked. Now it is up to him to see what he wants to ask and how he should answer.