It can be seen that Du Ruhui's godson only cares about money, not murder or arson.
This is good, at least it ensures that Fang Cheng's life is still alive.
Moreover, the Silk Village has not changed its owner, which also proves that Du Ruhui's godson is still unable to operate for some reasons.
Just what kind of thing is it, and how does Du Ruhui's godson want to get the silk village?
Muchuan didn't have a clue for a while.
After a busy afternoon, Xin'er came to the study after dinner.
"Brother Mu, my brother."
Xin'er asked expectantly and anxiously.
"I have a clue. I need to check some things to be sure."
Muchuan did not tell Xin'er the details.
"Then will I be able to see my brother soon?"
Xin'er asked expectantly with her eyes wide open.
Her eyes were still red from crying, and Muchuan inexplicably remembered the cute rabbit he had seen when he was a child.
"Don't worry, Brother Mu will solve it."
Muchuan rubbed her little head.
After hearing this, Xin'er gave a low "hmm", then walked to Muchuan and gently hugged Muchuan's waist.
"Brother Mu, thanks to you, otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do."
Xin'er buried her head in Muchuan's arms and choked with sobs.
Xin'er's slender arms held her, her body was fragrant and soft, and the fragrance from her neck penetrated his nose.
Muchuan froze, the girl throwing herself into his arms was beyond his expectation.
He really wanted to push Xin'er away gently, but the girl's current mood did not allow him to do anything that would make her sad.
The housekeeper was about to ask Muchuan something, but as soon as he stepped into the study, he saw this scene and his eyes almost fell out of shock!
So, Madam is like a little doll!
My master really doesn't spare even such a small child, tsk!
He despised Lord Mu in his heart, but the housekeeper didn't hold back at all in his actions. He quietly looked at Muchuan and stepped back gently, and thoughtfully closed the door for Muchuan.
Although my lord is quite a beast, who makes me a handsome young man and a top scholar!
If a steward comes from later generations, he will know that there is a word that best describes him: talented and handsome, powerful and rich.
Muchuan's forehead almost had three lines of embarrassment. Now, the misunderstanding was huge!
He gently pushed Xin'er away and wiped the tears from her face.
"Okay, stop crying. Your brother saw me when he came back and thought I bullied you."
Muchuan said softly.
This gentle voice made Xin'er feel a little dazed for a moment, but after hearing what Muchuan said clearly, she burst into tears again and laughed.
"Isn't that great? It's getting late. Let's go back and rest.
Maybe I can see your brother tomorrow morning."
Muchuan comforted.
"Okay, Brother Mu, you should also go to bed early.
Xin'er went back first."
Xin'er nodded.
Although she didn't hold out much hope for "I'll see him tomorrow morning" that Brother Mu said, after all, she could see that her brother's matter seemed quite complicated.
But no matter what, she is sincerely grateful to Brother Mu and trusts him.
After Xin'er left, Muchuan tidied up and went to Silk Village with two guards.
The Silk Shop was closed, but Muchuan had made arrangements before, so after they knocked on the door, the shopkeeper opened the door quickly.
The shopkeeper took Muchuan and the others to the backyard.
He had originally doubted whether Xin'er was from the master's family. In the afternoon, Xin'er's entourage sent over the token brought by the master's family. Only then did the shopkeeper confirm that this little girl was actually the younger sister of the young master's family.
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So he has complete trust in Muchuan.
"This room is where Shaodong's family lives. These are the account books and things he wrote that Shaodong's family asked me to hide."
The shopkeeper showed it to Muchuan as he spoke.
"Haven't you seen it?"
Muchuan asked.
"I haven't seen it. As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat. I shouldn't know, but I definitely don't know!"
The shopkeeper said quickly.
Muchuan said "hmm" and asked him to step back. After that, he asked the two guards to carefully check other books and papers, and not to miss other rooms.
Muchuan himself sat at the table and started reading.
There is no big problem with the ledger, except that Fang Cheng has a thread-bound book.
Inside are the uplines and downlines of all silk shops, as well as many big customers.
Muchuan felt that this book should not only contain such a small amount of content, because although there were uplines, downlines, and customers in it, there was not much valuable information.
At most, it only provides a few supply sources and customers, but there is no price or product specifications.
But this book is together with the account book, which shows the importance attached to it. It cannot be that simple.
Muchuan thought for a while and put away the account books and this book.
The other two guards had already finished searching, and there was nothing special.
Muchuan gave the shopkeeper a few words and left with his guards.
Returning to the Shangshu Mansion, Muchuan re-arranged two guards to go to the Silk Village. They just stayed in the backyard. If there was any trouble, don't act rashly and report it to the Shangshu Mansion immediately.
The two guards took the order and left.
Because it was late at night, Muchuan looked through the notebook again and found that there were no new clues, so he gave up.
After dinner the next morning, Muchuan called Xiner to the study.
"I found this from your brother."
Muchuan handed Fang Cheng's notebook to Xin'er to read.
As soon as Xin'er saw the notebook, she immediately took it and opened it to see that it was her brother's handwriting!
The familiar font is exactly the same as the font his brother used when he wrote a letter to him!
Xin'er's tears fell again.
"It's my brother's note."
Xin'er choked and said, hurriedly wiping away her tears with her hands to prevent them from falling on the notebook.
Muchuan took out his handkerchief and wiped Xiner's tears.
"There is something wrong with this book now. I always feel like something is missing.
Can you tell?"
Muchuan asked.
"Well, this is our Fang family's exclusive secret recipe. You need to apply wax on the book and then brush it with vinegar before you can see it."
Xin'er said while sobbing.
Muchuan was very interested after hearing this. The ancient novels he had read before had such a plot. Unexpectedly, he actually encountered it again after traveling through the ancient novels.
"Then what should I do if I want to hide the text?"
Muchuan couldn't help but ask.
"When writing, just add special medicine to the ink."
Xin'er said without reservation.
Muchuan nodded, the Fang family was indeed a large family left over from the previous dynasty, otherwise it would not have been possible to develop these skills to protect the family property.
I just didn't expect that just in the Tang Dynasty, there were such a large number of wealthy households in Jiangnan.
"Brother Mu, do you need to get out the contents of the book?"