Chapter 87: The gray line of grass snake, the truth comes to light
Even though he was in a dream without touch, Zhou Shi still felt that his head was buzzing.
Did Wei Yanxing kill the scholar? No, this is no longer important... He didn't panic at all when he saw the scholar's body, which is enough to prove that he knew about the scholar's death. Even if he didn't do it himself, his accomplices killed him!<
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That letter... He was also the one who left the password of the Bashu Chamber of Commerce on that letter!
Zhou Shi calmed down and switched to dreams again.
This time, he returned to the study room in Jiang Rui's dream. Wei Yanxing stood uneasily in front of the desk, not looking at Wu Zhaokun's angry face.
"Gone? What does this mean?"
"In accordance with your instructions, after I left the code on the letter, I went to burn the original letter first. As a result, as soon as I turned around, the old scholar's body was..."
"Are you treating me like a fool? How can such a dead man grow wings and fly? I'm warning you, don't try to blackmail me with this, otherwise I will let the Bashu Chamber of Commerce see your true face!"
"Blackmailing you? Haha, Mr. Wu, please think about it. From the day you found me, we are just grasshoppers tied to the same rope. What good does blackmailing you do to me?" Wei Yanxing is also a broken person.
Sorry, he, a businessman, dared to speak like this to a third-grade official.
Surprisingly, his words calmed Wu Zhaokun down. He lowered his head to think for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his tone softened a lot.
"That's not what I meant, please forgive me. I think you also know that the old scholar's death is a trivial matter, but if others find out, it will probably pull you and me out. By then, our plan will be exposed, and it will cause trouble."
Come and kill yourself!"
Wei Yanxing said coldly: "That old scholar was bitten to death by a flying centipede. As long as you deal with the source of the poisonous insect, no one can prove that we killed him."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
"Did Mr. Yu reply?"
Wu Zhaokun opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and the surrounding scenery began to fade.
Zhou Shi frowned and looked around. Wei Yanxing was not awakened, but this dream ended here.
"It seems that this dream is the most secretive in Wei Yanxing's heart, and he actually used his will to forcibly interrupt the dream!"
Most people may indeed wake up suddenly when they dream about something they want to forget, but the function of the yellow beam pillow prevents Wei Yanxing from waking up and can only be forced to enter the next dream.
This time he was in another study room, holding a book in his hand, but his eyes stayed on the bookcase beside him.
Zhou Shi walked around in his limited dream and concluded that this was Wei Yanxing's own study room.
"Father."
He turned around and saw a young man standing at the door. Judging from his face, this man must be less than twenty years old. He was almost carved out of the same mold as Wei Yanxing.
"Ping'er, come in."
The young man who was called Ping'er by his father walked to the desk and stood with his hands down.
"What did my father tell me to do?"
"Ping'er, you are leaving tomorrow. Have you packed your things?"
"Don't worry, father, I've already asked my servants to take care of it, and we can set off at dawn tomorrow."
"Well, then let me tell you something..."
"Children remember that after entering Beijing, they must first visit the adults..."
"Don't say it here. Ping'er, I was always worried that you would accept death and refuse to do what father said. It turns out that I underestimated you."
"Father, I am the eldest son of Wei, and I should share the family's worries. This time I came to the capital like searching for something. I will definitely come back with fame and glory."
"Good boy, go ahead."
Zhou Shi watched the young man leave, while Wei Yanxing lowered his head and muttered to himself in a dazed manner:
"Wealth is sought in danger..."
A smell came, and Zhou Shi suddenly fell down and returned to the real world.
"How's it going? Have you gained anything?" Zhao Xuan asked while chewing on the chicken legs in her hand.
"The harvest is huge, let him go back first."
After the two of them hid aside, Wei Yanxing sat up from the ground in a daze, looked around, was shaken all over, and hurriedly ran to the front hall.
"Hey, what did you see in his dream?" Seeing Wei Yanxing leave, Zhao Xuan immediately walked out of the hiding place and said to Zhou Shi.
Zhou Shi didn't intend to tell her exactly what he saw. He wanted to at least cover up what happened between him and Xiucai, and not let others know about the Yinhun Inn.
Therefore, he only said that an old scholar he knew before died mysteriously, and in his dream he confirmed that it was Wei Yanxing.
"However, the disappearance of the body is quite bizarre... In addition, I found a letter in his room, which Wei Yanxing asked him to copy. Wei Yanxing poisoned him to death after he finished writing the letter.
He then left the mark of the Bashu Chamber of Commerce at the end of the letter, and it seems that he wanted to frame the Bashu Chamber of Commerce."
Zhao Xuan nodded and said, "Well, that's interesting. What about Jiang Rui just now?"
"His dream had no meaning. There was only one thing. When Wu Zhaokun gave his father-in-law a birthday gift, he asked him as a colleague to make it easier. He should ask the shipping company not to record the cargo on the ship."
Zhao Xuan sneered and said: "Haha, it seems that Mr. Yu is not that honest."
"Haha, besides..." Zhou Shi wanted to continue, but suddenly a thunderbolt sounded in his mind, and he quickly asked, "What? What did you just say, sir?"
Zhao Xuan glanced at him in surprise and said, "Master Yu, Minister of Rites, Wu Zhaokun's father-in-law. What's wrong?"
"Which Yu?"
After asking for his last name, Zhou Shi rubbed his temples and said, "I understand, I understand everything."
The letter Wei Yanxing gave to the scholar was addressed to "Master Yu"!