Less than a quarter of an hour later, the carriage of the students at the mouth of Dong Yanjiang stopped in the thunderstorm.
The spring rain came quickly today, and the teahouses, restaurants and inns near Lianfeng Academy were crowded with people. Some people even went to occupy the open shops.
As soon as someone came out of Lianfeng Academy, the brave ones immediately opened their umbrellas and rushed out.
Now, this carriage, which had barely stopped, caused a wave of unhappy indignation. Everyone was scolding, and they must have been ordered to take the lead.
In a relatively remote teahouse, there was a gentle knock on the door of a private room.
"Come in." An indifferent voice came from the room.
The waiter pushed the door open and went in. He looked up at the figure standing at the window with his hands behind his hands, then lowered his head and put down the tea in the tray.
Even though she was dressed in a neutral style and her voice was neither male nor female, she could still tell that she was a woman through the slender bones of her waist and shoulders.
"Sir," the waiter said in a very low voice, "the tea cake you asked for is gone. The chef asked if I could replace it with honey bean cake."
"No need." The voice was still toneless.
"Okay, then the little one will take his leave."
The clerk turned around and left, closing the door.
Chu Zheng looked sideways at the tea on the table, not really in the mood to taste the tea.
This teahouse is called Qinglan Teahouse. Although it is far away from the gate of Lianfeng Academy, this private room can see both Lianfeng Academy and Ning'an Tower, which is four miles away in a straight line.
Diagonally opposite is a large lake, where Mr. Yang, the old dean, comes to practice his skills every morning. There is also a morning market next to it. Lianfeng Academy makes the entire morning market prosperous.
Now there are people taking shelter from the rain everywhere. After a full hour, the rain finally subsided. Many people held umbrellas and came out from under the eaves and from the market. There were also large numbers of people walking out of the teahouses and restaurants.
Chu Zheng looked at them expressionlessly, always keeping his hands behind his back.
Until a figure suddenly appeared in his sight, Chu Zheng turned his eyes and thought for a moment that he had seen it wrong.
The figure on the back was wearing a coarse spring shirt. Even the simple clothes could not conceal her graceful and slender figure. Her back was light and fragile, her waist was thin and her legs were long, and the lines of her waist and hips were exceptionally smooth.
Among the crowd, she held a bamboo umbrella and walked slowly.
But soon, Chu Zheng realized that it couldn't be her.
Shu Yuezhen sent a secret letter from Hejing, telling everything about Mingtai County and Xucheng.
How many girls in the world can stir up trouble in the city and escape the siege of the mountains?
Emperor Xuan Yan didn't believe it was her, but Chu Zheng knew it was her and it could only be her.
Therefore, unless she had wings, it was impossible for the girl to suddenly appear in Hengxiang from Xizhou, thousands of miles away.
Almost at the same time, several men standing at the window of the high-rise building next door to the Peifu Inn also saw this figure from behind.
Wang Fengnian knew clearly that this could not be the big boss, but his eyes were still confused.
"That person looks like Miss Ah Li." Xu Yinjun, who was beside Wang Fengnian, said in surprise.
Xu Yinjun was a letter from Xia Zhaoyi, transferred from Youzhou to replace Kang Jian and become the contact person in charge of Hengxiang's hidden line.
He was originally the general manager of the shipyard in Weiping Prefecture. Later, Weiping Prefecture was flooded and he became one of thousands of homeless people until he was taken in by Xia Zhaoyi near Qingxiang Village and learned about his past business.
Later, Xia Zhaoyi directly promoted him to the leader of a road construction team.
During these days, he was handling almost all letters, spies, and secret reports.
Wenhe Building was said to be 50% funded by Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Qu. In fact, the remaining half was all allocated by Wang Fengnian and built by Xu Yinjun Civil Engineering.
In order to study in the world, in addition to Wenhe Tower, Xu Yinjun also built Quhe Garden, Tongwen Pavilion, etc. based on several records left by Mr. Qi.
Although he is building it, all the beauty on the surface belongs to Lianfeng Academy.
Today is the day when Xu Yinjun finally has some free time.
The heavy rain became lighter, the light rain gradually slowed down, and this figure disappeared in their eyes.
Wang Fengnian thought for a moment and summoned a follower beside him.
The tall man stepped forward, and Wang Fengnian asked him to find someone to help him catch up with the commoner girl who passed by just now.
"Mr. Wang," Xu Yinjun said, "Why do you want to deal with her?"
"It's not about dealing with her," Wang Fengnian looked out the window, "but it's just about finding out her background and having a thorough understanding of her, so as to prevent evildoers from using her against us in the future."
Xu Yinjun admired: "Manager Wang is thoughtful."
Wang Fengnian smiled lightly: "Nip problems in the bud."
After he finished speaking, there was a light knock on the door from outside.
The person who was near the door opened the door, and an old man dressed like a vegetable farmer walked in quickly.
After looking at Xu Yinjun's face, the old farmer paused and wondered whether he should say the following words.
"Say what you want," Wang Fengnian said, "This person is sent by the big boss."
After that, I briefly introduced Xu Yinjun.
After hearing this, the old farmer immediately bowed respectfully, and then said to them: "Last night, a corpse was found in Nanwubei. It was badly decomposed and was washed down from the mountain by the spring rain. Our people happened to pass by that place because the corpse was
The police discovered this, so they hid the body immediately and did not let others know about it."
As he spoke, the old farmer took out a small cloth bag from the small bamboo basket he carried with him.
Inside the cloth bag is a silver cup. It is smaller than an ordinary cup, round and smooth, with a slightly wider mouth. The patterns on it are mixed, but orderly in the chaos, like peonies twining on branches, and like golden osmanthus hanging on the moon, which is very ordinary cups.
It is rare to see such a style. To be precise, it has been rare for hundreds of years. It seems to belong to the previous dynasty.
Wang Fengnian picked it up with silk cloth and looked at it carefully.
"There was a coffin where he was found," the old farmer said. "He fell out of the coffin. At first we thought the cup was his burial gift, but we found that he was wearing night clothes."
Xu Yinjun said from the side: "Tomb robber?"
"The corpse had been soaked in rain for a long time and was severely decomposed. His facial features were unrecognizable, but the several wounds on his body were smooth and neat. By the way, I almost forgot to mention that his shoes were Li Qian's official boots," said the old farmer.
The word "Li Qian" caused Wang Fengnian and Xu Yinjun's expressions to change.
The rest doesn't matter, they must pay attention to these two words.
After thinking for a while, Wang Fengnian said: "Madam Zhao knows some trustworthy people. I will send someone to Ning'an Building, Daheng."
"Manager Wang." A personal attendant immediately stepped forward.
"You quickly prepare the carriage and cover the interior with black cloth. When the time comes to pick up the couple, you will follow them all the way. Don't let the couple get involved too much afterwards. In addition to money, you must also threaten the couple's family and make them
Don’t dare to talk too much.”
"Yes!" He followed the order.
Wang Fengnian looked at the old farmer: "You go to rest first and lead the way for them later. After the couple finds out the cause of death, bury the body shallowly first. Be sure to remember where it is buried."
