Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 261 Popcorn (4)

   This day is really not good. Although it is broad daylight, it is so gloomy that even the shadow of the sun cannot be seen! The weather conditions predicted by the Qin Tianjian group are also very likely to snow.

  Although those people are not accurate nine out of ten times in measuring weather, rain and snow, it is an indisputable fact that the weather is bad! Zhao Mengzhuo looked at the sky for a while, thought for a while, and took the stewed duck sent by Wen Mingtang, and said: "Master Wen is right, the weather is indeed not very good, it is better to leave the city earlier! Otherwise, if there is rain and snow on the way , I’m afraid I’m going to be blocked halfway, and I’m going to turn back again!”

  Wen Mingtang heard the words, nodded and smiled and said, "Ji Caimai said the same thing! He said that he was afraid that the bad weather would hinder people, but we can't let this weather hinder Mr. Zhao's elegance!"

  Zhao Mengzhuo nodded again and again, glanced at the two bamboo tubes of caramel milk tea, coughed dryly, and said: "You guys have a heart, thank you for the snacks on the way, so... I will go ahead!"

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  After the deadline, the sky is getting darker! The strong wind hit, and the guards walking back and forth wrapped their clothes tightly. Looking at the cloudy weather, they couldn't help muttering: "This day...is it going to rain?"

   I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be an inexplicable dampness mixed with the blowing wind.

   It is not only the servants who feel this way, Liu Yuan is the same, looking at the dark weather, as if he suddenly thought of something, Liu Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he turned around and walked quickly into the house.

   "Lin Shaoqing, will Mr. Zhao return because of the weather?"

  Lin Fei, who was concentrating on looking at the map, said with his head: "If we start now, there is a possibility! But half an hour ago, Mr. Zhao's carriage passed by the city gate ahead!"

   Does this mean that Mr. Zhao actually set off early? Now his people are already on the way, don't worry about it!

  Liu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was a little puzzled: "Why did Mr. Zhao leave early? In the past, Mr. Zhao was a procrastination person who set off at noon, and most of them didn't leave until a quarter of noon!"

"I don't know!" Lin Fei shook his head, his eyes still did not move away from the map in his hand, but he said, "But when I passed the city gate, I saw Master Zhao poking his head out of the carriage, holding a glass of milk in his hand. Tea, look happy!"

  Liu Yuan: "..."

  Due to those students grabbing snacks these days, they haven't had milk tea for several days. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao can still drink it! It seems that most of them grabbed some snacks and went out happily ahead of time!

  The people in the public kitchen are also real! With such a good friendship with them, why not hide a few copies for them? Eh! That's all... If some snacks can make Mr. Zhao leave early, it wouldn't be a bad thing!

   "Get ready!" Lin Fei put away the map in his hand, stood up and said, "It's time to close the net!"

  The weather is not good, this net can also be collected in advance.

   "If the nets here outside the city are collected early, they can catch up with the evening meal." Lin Fei said, "Let's go!"

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  By the time Wei Fu who stayed in Dali Temple knew about this, Zhao Mengzhuo had already left!

  Chao Ji Caimai, Wen Mingtang gave a thumbs up, Wei Fu held the file in his hand and said with a smile: "The one in the prison is finally willing to speak, I'll go and meet!"

  The one in the prison that Wei Fu mentioned refers to the second Master Su who has been crying out for injustice!

  There has been no movement for these few days, and the second master Su is really frightened. It was not until these few days that he finally "bribed" the two jailers with the silver notes hidden in the soles of his shoes, and then he heard something from the jailers.

  After listening, the second master Su's face turned green. After two days of anxiety, he finally asked to see Mr. Wei.

  Wei Fu has been waiting for this day for quite some time!

  For people like Su Er to speak by themselves, it is completely different from forcing him to speak.

Sure enough, just after Wei Fu entered the prison, Second Master Su opened his mouth, instead of complaining for grievances several times before, he opened his mouth and said, "I know what Wei Sicheng wanted to ask. I poisoned my adoptive father, Master Wen. This so-called rich businessman The family wealth donated was obtained by me seeking wealth and killing my life!"

Wei Fu glanced at Second Master Su who had directly confessed to him, and calmly said, "Master Wen was killed by someone else, and Wu Zuo has already confirmed it! Since you were the only one around before you died, you are naturally the most likely to be the murderer." A murderer who murdered money! Even if you don't tell me about it, we can find it out!"

   Facing Wei Fu's calmness, Second Master Su gave a wry smile, and had to say again: "I know you can find out, but what I want to talk about is another matter!"

  Wei Fu raised his eyelids: "But you want to say that you are one of those gangsters who killed Master Wen's family?"

  Going out to make a living, it’s not like you haven’t changed your mind and come back after becoming famous. But birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. After achieving success and fame, look at the circle he hangs out in, and you will know that the second master Su has not changed, and he has always been the young boy!

Seeing that he hadn't spoken yet, Wei Fu took it on calmly. Second Master Su's heart sank more and more, and he heard Wei Fu say in his ear: "After you came back, apart from the friends of the past, those who made friends The so-called dignitaries and wealthy households, such as the owner of Linliu Village, want to enjoy themselves after death, and we already know about burial with living people."

"Although you, Master Su Er, are a wealthy man on the surface, in the final analysis, you are just a chess piece to bridge the gap!" Wei Fu said, "Just like being the adopted son of Master Wen back then, it was just the hands of those murderers. The pawns are just doing things for those murderers!"

   Master Su's face turned pale, and his lips trembled: This Dali Temple official actually knew more than he thought at first!

He opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when Wei Fu said again: "You are not the only one who did things for those criminals!" After a pause, under the increasingly ugly expression of Master Su Er, Wei Fu said, "There used to be a surname The owner of Yang's cloth shop, isn't it?"

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   These days, the little ladies who were rescued from the pit that day stayed in the yard and did not dare to run around! But after being in the yard for a long time, they really panicked, so they simply got together and chatted about family affairs.

Taking a sip of the milk tea in a bamboo tube in her hand, the lady of the Chang family sighed quietly, and said: "My family's ancestors have been running rice and grain shops in the city for generations, but the Yang family's is not. We know each other It's still because of one thing!"

"My grandfather met a bandit on his way back home to buy rice in other places. He was robbed of all his people and goods! The bandit was so vicious that he took the goods, and even hung my grandfather up to kill my grandfather. Later, it was the grandfather of the Yang family who saved my grandfather!"

   "Then how did the grandfather of the Yang family save your grandfather?" A little lady asked curiously after hearing the words, "The grandfather of the Yang family is so skilled? Can one person repel those bandits?"

"That's not true!" The lady of the Chang family shook her head when she heard the words, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "The grandfather of the Yang family heard that he was captured by bandits like my grandfather! He saw it when he ran away in the middle of the night My grandfather, who was hung outside the village, let my grandfather down, and the two of them went down the mountain together to flee for their lives!"

   "What happened next?" The little lady who asked the question curiously couldn't help but ask again, and continued to ask, "Did you report to the official?"

"No!" The lady of the Chang family shook her head, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, "I heard from my grandfather that the Yang family's grandfather said that those bandits are not ordinary people, so don't get involved with these people, so they didn't report to the authorities! "

  (end of this chapter)