At the gate of the villa, Jia Qing got off the horse here.

After checking from the Ministry of Justice, he led a team to Xuanzhen Temple outside the city to see Jia Jing, but he didn't even see him.

When he informed Jia Jing of Jia Zhen’s suicide, he only received three words of reply:

knew.

As a last resort, Jia Qing had to return without success.

"Our lady is waiting for the young master."

As soon as Jia Qing entered the yard, he saw Luzhu. She was guiding Shuang'er to practice swordsmanship. When he saw him coming in, he stopped his movements and said.

Jia Qing smiled and greeted Shuang'er. With their slightly shy faces, he asked Luzhu: "Where is she?"

“In the house.”

Jia Qing nodded to show his understanding, looked at the Shuang'er sisters again before heading to Wu Xian'er's room.

Behind him, Luzhu looked at Shuang'er, who was staring at Jia Qing's back and said angrily: "What's there to see? Have you all forgotten what your master said?"

The two women turned around and looked at each other, and saw the confusion and grievances in each other's eyes, but they still said, "Shuang'er knew she was wrong, Uncle Xie teaches..."

With such a look, how could Luzhu say other words? He turned around and silently taught them how to practice swords.

Wu Xian'er's room is very simple, the simplest of all the girls' boudoirs Jia Qing has ever seen. The only decoration may be the Qingfrost sword on the wall.

However, simplicity does not mean concise. As soon as you enter the door, Jia Qing saw the scattered on the rack, and Wu Xian'er was leaning halfway on the chair under the rack, looking at it with concentration.

On the next few, there was an apple that had been half gnawed.

Jia Qing smiled and looked around. Wu Xian'er looked up and saw him, snorted coldly, and said, "Don't you know if you knock on the door when you enter?"

Jia Qing said with a funny look: "When did you knock on the door when you entered my house?"

When Wu Xian'er thought, this was true and stopped talking.

He took out an apple from the plate again, took a bite, and Jia Qing sat next to Wu Xian'er and said, "Jia Zhen is dead."

Wu Xian'er raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically: "What, are you surprised?"

Jia Qing frowned. Based on his understanding, Wu Xian'er is not a cold-hearted person. Why do he always sarcastically and sarcastically at him when he meets him?

"Accident is not an accident, I just didn't expect you to move so quickly."

After hearing what Jia Qing said, Wu Xian'er kept silent, indicating that this was just a piece of cake.

Jia Qing said again: "I'm just curious, how did you do it?"

Wu Xian'er opened another page of the doctor and said casually: "You have given me the information about the prison head's wealth, isn't that simple?

People like them are the ones who know how to watch the dishes and are extremely vicious. Your elder brother is the one who has no chance to turn things around. Why don’t they dare to do it for money?

I just gave him five hundred...one thousand five hundred taels of silver, and then under my sword, I quickly promised to complete the matter."

Jia Qing was speechless. Wu Xian'er's mouth was leaking for a moment, but he understood. He didn't realize at all that Wu Xian'er could do such a "fulfilling personal pocket" and killing a piece of funds halfway.

After twitching the corner of his mouth, Jia Qing pretended not to know and said, "Aren't you afraid that he won't do anything after taking the money?"

"That's what he wants to have that courage!

Besides, aren’t there still 1,500 taels of white silver that have not been obtained?”

Jia Qing thought it was true. With Wu Xian'er's skills and his sword was put on his neck, he should be able to understand that if he embezzled the money, his life would be difficult to protect.

"You didn't show any flaws, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian'er frowned and said coldly: "If you are afraid, don't ask me for help in the future! I'm too lazy to do these conspiracies and despicable things for you!"

Jia Qing quickly apologized and said, "Don't be angry, I don't mean to not believe you."

I have already asked at the Ministry of Justice, and they have confirmed that Jia Zhen committed suicide.

I'm just worried about you..."

Wu Xian'er glanced at Jia Qing with suspicion, saw that he had sincere expressions, so she believed his words, and then said, "Don't worry, I'm covered in my face, and he was so scared that he was trembling at that time that he could not see any flaws.

But you, that's your biological elder brother. Wouldn't you be uneasy in your conscience?"

Jia Qing snorted coldly: "He is not my eldest brother."

Wu Xian'er thought Jia Qing would not regard Jia Zhen as her elder brother, so she said so. She didn't care. Anyway, since she had been in contact with the Jia family for so many years, she knew that Jia Zhen was a bastard and she didn't feel sorry for buying a person like murder.

After saying a few more words, Jia Qing suddenly said to Wu Xian'er before leaving the door: "You obviously don't hate me, why do you always pretend to be cold?

Also, it’s time to clean your room! If you are lazy, you can ask Miss Luzhu to help you. If it really doesn’t work, I’m willing to serve you.

By the way, even if the two thousand taels of silver is rewarded for you, you don’t have to pay it back to me..."

When Wu Xian'er heard the previous words, her eyes became angry. After hearing Yinzi's words, she couldn't help but blush.

Just as he was about to refute and make a quibble, he found that Jia Qing had walked out of the door quickly.

Silently putting down the page that had not been turned for a long time, Wu Xian'er fell into thinking.

Before going out, he teased Luzhu. When the other party was unwilling to answer, Jia Qing rode his tall horse and returned home under the escort of Zhao Sheng and others.

As soon as she arrived at the back door, before Jia Qing could get off the horse, she suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice: "Brother Jia..."

Jia Qing looked closely and found that he was the guy he met in the cottage, named Du Feng.

"So it's Brother Chunfeng, why are you so expensive to live here?"

Du Feng ran forward a few steps and bowed, "Brother Jia, it's time to call General Jia..."

Jia Qing smiled and said, "What general is not a general? We are old friends. Brother Chunfeng doesn't have to be so arrogant."

Du Feng was happy when he heard this and said, "Then I'm shameless, how about I just call you "Second Master?"

At this time, although it is also a respectful title to everyone, it is not a humble term, but rather a manifestation of being close.

Jia Qing smiled and said, "What's the point of doing Brother Chunfeng here?"

After hearing Jia Qing’s question, Du Feng was a little embarrassed and looked disgusted.

Seeing this, Jia Qing understood a little, and most of the time he had asked for it, he didn't speak up and waited for him to speak.

"In theory, with my shallow friendship with the second master, it is really not abrupt.

But since today is here, I can only be shameless.

My father died early, and only a widow left me to pull me up. However, she was learned that she had tuberculosis a few years ago and could not be treated. Three days ago... she passed away three days ago...

It is really unfilial to be a child who cannot support her during her lifetime! Now that she has gone, she wants her to leave with a glorious scenery...

But my family is poor and I have exhausted my family’s money for my business. Now, if I hadn’t been implicated by me, my mother wouldn’t have been…

The relatives and clans are not rich and loving, and they are helpless, so they come rashly. If the second master does not abandon him, he will be a disciple of the second master, and only ask the second master to borrow some silver first. After burying his mother, he will go to the second master to follow the advice..."

A disciple who holds a writing script is what people call a clerk and a guest. Du Feng's move is very meaningful to surrender to the top of the mountain.

However, what he said should be true. After all, he should not dare to use it to deceive him by checking it.

"Since ancient times, friends have all had the meaning of being rich. Although you and I are not the best friends, they are considered old acquaintances. Moreover, people say that the world is urgent. If Brother Chunfeng is in urgent need of help, I should give it my help.

But I have no plans to invite guests at the moment..."

Du Feng was happy when he heard this. Although he failed to achieve his goal completely, he finally solved his urgent problem. He then said, "In this way, even if the second master borrowed me, I will write an IOU for the second master."

As he said that, he might have remembered that he didn't bring paper and pen. After looking at Jia Qing and his party, he didn't look like he was carrying paper and pen. When he turned his eyebrows, he was about to tear off the corners of his robe.

Jia Qing was satisfied. Although this person was suspected of taking the opportunity to cling to him, he was very worried about his deceased mother and was not a person with a corrupt heart.

"However, I have something to ask Brother Chunfeng for help. I wonder if Brother Chunfeng is willing?"

Du Feng was stunned and stopped tearing his robe. As a juren, although he was in a dilemma at the moment, he did not want to engage in a cheap career.

If he hadn't taken a fancy to Jia Qing's future, he wouldn't have recommended himself as an aide.

"What's wrong with the Second Master? But is he just trying to do his best?"

Du Fengdao.

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Chapter completed!