"Tell me, how come you are with her and what did you say?" When facing the older girl, the second uncle's appearance immediately changed and he asked fiercely.
The big girl shrank in fear. Although she was stupid, she still remembered the experience of being beaten in the past, "I, I met her when we broke the bridge. I didn't say anything, I just said that there was a snake demon in the West Lake."
It was you, my second uncle, who told me about being a monster."
"What?!" After hearing this, the second uncle's expression immediately turned sharply. Angrily, he picked up a stick and hit the big girl, while beating and scolding, "I have told you how many times, no one can ask you this."
Say, you are actually in front of her now
Tell me, do you know who she is?! You idiot, a fool, even a donkey is more capable than you. You have been raised like this for nothing, and you can't do anything well. When they were born, those two idiots were
You should listen to my words and strangle you to death, so as not to hurt me now!"
The big girl who was curled up to be beaten screamed when she heard this and hit her second uncle in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. Before he could get up and beat him again, the big girl had already ran out of the yard.
While running, he shouted, "Don't strangle me to death! I don't want to die!"
The second uncle angrily threw the stick on the ground, got up, thought for a while, and said to himself: "If something goes wrong, you have to tell the other side quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome if the woman finds out.
"
Although his legs felt weak when he thought of those people, he finally had to go out and walk somewhere.
As for Ling Ruo, she did not go back to the inn immediately after leaving Da Niu's house. Instead, she inquired about Da Niu's house nearby. She learned from the neighbors who met them that Da Niu had some mental problems since she was born. Fortunately, her parents
I don’t mind it, they raised her up with good food and good drinks. But unfortunately, when Da Niu was fifteen years old, her parents passed away due to illness, leaving her and a tea shop to her only relative, Da Niu’s
Second uncle.
The second uncle of the big girl was idle and idle. He spent his whole day either drinking, going to brothels or gambling. He never did anything serious. Until he reached middle age, no girl was willing to marry him. In the past, it was okay to have his eldest brother here. But after his eldest brother left, this
The family was completely ruined by him. The tea shop was sold, and all the things in the house that could be pawned were pawned and sold. He even beat and scolded the big girl at will, not treating her as a human being at all.
Normally, such a prodigal son who indulges in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling would not end well, but just last year, he suddenly had money. Not only did he have enough to eat and drink, he even built three blue-tiled houses.
Last year...that is, when the rumors started, was this such a coincidence? What was the purpose of Da Niu's second uncle asking Da Niu to spread the rumors of demons in West Lake?
Questions came one after another, and Ling Ruo felt as if she had touched something, but there was still a missing opportunity. As long as she found this opportunity, she could clear away all the fog.
As soon as he stepped into the inn, Mo Yu pulled Ling Ruo's sleeve and said sourly: "Master, the Fourth Master and the Thirteenth Master are sitting there drinking tea, and there is a woman sitting next to the Thirteenth Master."
Ling Ruo looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough she saw Yinzhen and the others, as well as a woman dressed in white next to them. The most surprising thing was that this woman actually had a white flower on her temples. Generally, white flowers would only be worn when a relative in the family passed away.
White clothes.
It happened that Yinzhen also saw them and waved them over. When they got closer, before Ling Ruo could speak, Mo Yu said, "Master Thirteen is so lucky. He brought a beauty back in such a short time."
"Why are you talking to Master Thirteen? Why don't you apologize quickly!" Ling Ruo knew that Mo Yu was unhappy, but it was undoubtedly not Mo Yu's turn to say such things as a little girl.
"Forget it, it's okay." Yinxiang waved his hand and smiled bitterly at the sullen Mo Yu: "But you really wronged me. This girl was not brought back by me, but by my fourth brother!"
"Fourth Master?" Now it was Ling Ruo's turn to be surprised. When did Yinzhen become so interested in women? In such a short time, he brought her back to the inn. If this woman looked like Nalan Meier, he said It makes sense, but it doesn’t look like it!
Yinzhen stroked his forehead with a headache. After Ling Ruo sat down, he told the story of the incident. It turned out that today he and Yinzhen went to Liutong Bank to check the whereabouts of the money. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper was very strict. He kept saying he didn't know, and when asked urgent questions, he said he didn't remember. In short, he refused to say anything useful.
On his way back, he passed by the Hangzhou Magistrate's Office and saw a woman kneeling alone at the door of the office. Yinzhen recognized her as the woman who had bumped into him that day and then went to beat the drum to complain.
Yinzhen didn't want to interfere, but when the woman saw them, she chased them all the way, and kept asking them to redress their grievances and seek justice.
In desperation, Yinzhen had no choice but to take her back to the inn first, and Ling Ruo came back before even asking her a few questions. At this point, Yinzhen said to the woman who had been biting her lip in silence: "If you have any grievances, you can go to the prefect. Even governors and governors, we are just ordinary businessmen and we really can't care about your affairs."
"No!" The woman suddenly raised her head and said decisively: "You are not businessmen, I know very well!"
Yinxiang curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "What the girl said is so strange. What else can we be if we are not businessmen?" Until now, they don't know who this woman's name is, and they got entangled inexplicably.
The woman turned her gaze to Yinzhen. There was a row of tooth marks on her pale lower lip, "That day I bumped into you at the gate of the magistrate's office. I once touched the material on your body. The weave was fine and the tentacles were soft. Moreover, the flowers have different colors, and the warp and weft are cut. It is clearly Yun brocade weaved in Jiangning. This kind of brocade has always been only for the royal relatives and dignitaries in the capital. How can an ordinary businessman wear it? I can't guess wrong. , you must be noble people from the capital."
Hearing her answer, everyone was stunned. For a long time, Yinzhen shook his head and chuckled. He never expected that the clothes he was wearing would expose his lies. He was really unexpected. However, this also made him doubt the identity of the woman. He got curious. It is impossible for ordinary people to be so familiar with brocade. After such a brief contact, they recognized that the clothes he was wearing were made of Yun brocade.
"Who are you? If you don't tell us clearly, we will definitely not help you." Yinzhen asked, taking a sip of tea.
Seeing that Yinzhen acquiesced to his identity, the woman showed a smile and said immediately: "To be honest, the little girl's surname is Fang Lian'er, and her father is Fang Ping, a weaver in Hangzhou. The little girl grew up in weaving and spinning, so I have some knowledge of brocade embroidery."
The daughter of Hangzhou Weaving? Yinzhen was slightly surprised. Although he guessed from her behavior that she should be a lady, she did not expect to be the daughter of an official. Hangzhou Weaving was a fifth-rank official, on the same level as the prefect, and she was also in charge of internal affairs. He is an imperial envoy sent by the government and has a transcendent status in the local area. Why would his daughter show up in such a dress and still complain about injustice in the government office? Could it be that Hangzhou Weaving has something to do with it?