The two soldiers did not stay in Qingyue Pavilion for long. After leaving Qingyue Pavilion, one went east and the other went southwest out of the city.
Xia Zhaoyi stayed in the yard, looking through the information compiled by Sihu and Silu about Zhang He, the previous owner of the purple su dyeing workshop.
The information is limited, only a few lines, and the content is really not much. However, it can be seen that the dyeing workshop collects taxes normally, and there has never been any disputes reported to the official.
And, for at least a hundred years, this perilla dyeing workshop will belong to the Zhang family, unlike the current owner who bought it.
Zhang He has no wife and no heirs. According to the household registration, Zhang He only has an old father. He died three years ago fifty years ago. His name was Zhang Tengfei, whose nickname was... Xiangsi.
Xia Zhaoyi suspected that he had seen it wrong, so he looked at it carefully and saw that this word really meant lovesickness.
The wind in the courtyard seemed to be getting colder. Xia Zhaoyi's eyebrows were solemn. Suddenly there was a squeaking sound in her ears. She paused slightly and turned around to remember Zeng.
"Miss Ah Li," Zeng Zeng came over, "Shaoxia Wei woke up and said he wanted to drink water. I'll go to the kitchen and ask for a pot of warm water."
"Yeah." Xia Zhaoyi nodded.
Zeng Jishi raised his hand and bowed his head, then stopped suddenly and looked at her face: "Miss Ah Li, why do you look a little bad?"
"It's nothing," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I remembered something to do."
Zeng Jishi could only nod his head, and before leaving Yuexi Courtyard, he couldn't help but look back at him again.
"Zeng remembers things!" Xia Zhaoyi shouted at the same time.
"Hmm? Miss Ah Li." Zeng Jishi said respectfully.
Xia Zhaoyi closed the book and stood up and said: "I have something to do when I go out, so Wei Dongyou will ask you to take care of me. Remember to give him a massage once an hour, and remove the bandages and change his dressing every four hours."
"okay!"
Xia Zhaoyi left in a hurry.
"Meow~" The black cat looked at her back and meowed lazily again.
After leading the horse out of the side door of Qingyue Pavilion, Xia Zhaoyi looked at the rancid bucket at the corner of the street.
In the distance, a person pushed a heavy wooden cart over. He saw an extraordinary girl holding a horse standing in front of the side door of Qingyue Pavilion. He quickly stopped, not daring to go over again, thinking of waiting for her to leave first.
Xia Zhaoyi turned her head thoughtfully and saw the red paper with black characters on the outside of the large wooden tube on his cart, a huge word "dirty", so she led her horse over.
When the man saw her looking at him, he felt scared and wiped his dirty hands on his body.
"I've seen it before," Xia Zhaoyi came closer and said, "Excuse me, are you disposing of all the rancid buckets here?"
"Madam, I am employed by someone. If this bucket of rancid water makes you unhappy, I have to go back and work with you..."
"No, no," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "I want to ask, the wild cats around here often eat here, right?"
"Ah? Yes, yes."
"If there is a bucket of rancid water and the kitten doesn't eat it, what are the reasons?"
"Don't want to eat? Either, there is something he likes elsewhere and he is full. Or, there is something he doesn't like in this bucket. But wild cats generally don't pick."
Xia Zhaoyi said sincerely: "Please tell me, do you know what the kittens don't like?"
"Don't take it seriously," the man said quickly, "If there are things that cats don't like, there are too many, such as orange peels, mint, fresh paint, green onions and garlic. They will run away when they smell these things."
Xia Zhaoyi said thoughtfully: "So, it shouldn't be difficult to drive the kitten to a place."
"Yes, it's not difficult!"
Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows and looked around.
However, these things can be seen everywhere in daily life. Even if someone sees someone throwing an orange peel on the ground or dropping a bunch of green onions, they may forget it the next day.
Therefore, it is quite difficult to find this person.
However, the small package buried in Qingyue Pavilion was probably not the work of an outsider.
First drive the kitten into Qingyue Pavilion, and then lead the kitten to the place where the package is buried. This person must be able to come and go freely in Qingyue Pavilion.
Xia Zhaoyi thought for a while, thanked the man pushing the trolley, turned back to Qingyue Pavilion to find the nearest secret man to give Dai Yu a message, and then rode out of the city.
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Perilla dyeing workshop.
The wine cellar, where no one dared to come down on weekdays, suddenly became the busiest place in the entire manor.
There were two big guys digging holes outside, while Li Guohao and others were helping inside.
Zi Su’s boss sent his men to get tools and strive to perform well.
The sledgehammer and the ax were chipped away, and many pieces of sand and gravel fell from the top. Li Guohao was disgraced. He raised his hand and wiped it on his face, leaving a thick layer of dust.
In addition to digging holes, Zisu's boss forced people to come down with a dustpan and broom to sweep up the putrid odor in the area.
The rotten animal carcasses were carried away in buckets. The stench was so overwhelming that several of the bearers vomited several times along the way.
As the holes on the inside of the cave wall grew larger and larger, the strange sounds gradually disappeared, and several live rats and snakes escaped and were killed on the spot.
Suddenly someone came to report that Miss Ali was here.
When Li Guohao heard this, he immediately went to ask if it was really her, then put down what he was holding and ran up.
Xia Zhaoyi led her horse and stood beside the mountain ridge. Everyone had dispersed. The mountain ridge was particularly crowded when Li Guohao and others came, and now she was the only one.
The mountain wind was blowing the girl's aqua-green tunic. Her face was calm and she was looking down at the densely packed rat corpses under the mountain ridge, as well as the rotting corpses that had just been dumped by the people in the purple dyeing workshop.
There was a stench that towered into the sky, but she seemed not to notice it. She lowered her eyes and looked at it calmly.
"Miss Ah Li!" Li Guohao ran over.
Zisu Dongjia followed behind him with a huff.
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and saw them, smiled lightly and said, "Vice General Li."
Looking at Dongjia Zisu, Xia Zhaoyi looked at his brocade and brown robe and said, "This is Dongjia Qu from Zisu Dyeing House."
"I've met Miss Ali!" Zi Su's boss didn't dare to neglect her at all, "The famous Miss Ali has long been known to the common people! How lucky I am to be able to see her beauty!"
"My boss, you don't have to be like this," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "I'm here to ask something."
"When Miss Ah Li asks, the common people will tell you everything they know!"
"Do you know where the tomb of Zhang He's father, Zhang Tengfei, is?"
Zisu Dongjia was stunned. This really stumped him.
"Speak quickly!" Li Guohao urged.
"Here, there..." Mr. Zisu looked around and said, "Miss Ali, how about I send someone to inquire in the nearby villages?"
"Well, thank you." Xia Zhaoyi raised his hand and bowed lightly.
As soon as she finished speaking, more than 300 soldiers from the southern capital's imperial guard came running from the end of the field of vision.
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and looked at it with emotion. Li Guohao said, "It was General Shen who ordered me to dispatch three hundred soldiers and horses to control this purple su dyeing workshop."
"It came just in time," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "I just need some people to dig graves."
"Dig a grave?" Zi Su's boss asked in shock, "Miss Ah Li, are you trying to dig..."
"Then my boss went to ask for directions." Xia Zhaoyi said to him.
