A car accident, our family of three crossed

Zhou Huan was very efficient and sent someone to deliver the house deeds and land deeds to the Hang family the next day. When no one was around, Song Ning held the two deeds and looked at them for a long time. This was the first property they had owned since they came to this era!

Hang Shuheng liked to see her money-grubber look, "Are you happy, little money-grubber?"

Song Ning felt embarrassed by what he said, so he took the house deed and put it away, then came out and said, "Manager Zhou has helped me so much, I have to repay him for this favor."

"Well! What do you think?" Hang Shuheng asked.

"I already have an idea." Song Ning said proudly, "Let's put it another way. As far as jewelry design is concerned, I am a professional. It just happens to be a good match for Jubao Pavilion. Let's give him a design drawing."

In fact, Hang Shuheng had already thought of this yesterday. It seems that this huge favor has to be repaid by his wife.

"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let me serve you with my writing brush and ink!"

"As ordered!"

Song Ning was very excited at the moment, and immediately asked Hang Shuheng to prepare the painting supplies. However, before they started, an unexpected guest arrived at home.

She looked at the person outside the door for a long time before recognizing him. "Are you, are you the detective brother?"

"Yes, Madam Hang, I'm Wang Jin." Wang Jin bowed to Song Ning, "I wonder if Mr. Hang is home?"

"Yes, please come in!"

Song Ning made way for him and invited him into the yard. Just then, Hang Shuheng came out of the study carrying painting supplies.

"Detective Wang, why are you here?" Seeing that the other party was in plain clothes, he guessed that he came for private matters.

Wang Jin explained his purpose: "Sir, I am sorry to bother you, but I am here to return the money."

Song Ning didn't know that the two of them were involved in borrowing money and debt. Her eyes moved between the two of them, and Hang Shuheng smiled at her.

"Madam, please make a pot of tea." After saying that, he led Wang into the study.

The tea was served quickly, and Song Ning left without staying for long. She went back to prepare to draw the design.

In the study, Wang Jin placed ten taels of silver in front of Hang Shuheng, "Hang Tongsheng, this is ten taels of silver."

Hang Shuheng was quite surprised that the money had been collected so quickly in such a short time. However, he did not intend to ask more questions. He nodded, stood up, took out the IOU and handed it to the other party, "Here is the IOU, keep it."

"Thank you!" Wang Jin folded the IOU and put it in his arms, then explained where the silver came from. "Mr. Hang must be very curious about how I collected ten taels of silver in such a short time, right?"

"To be honest, it's not a glorious thing. These were obtained during the search of the Wan family."

The Wan family had so many assets that when the property was searched, everyone took one or two items. This was a common practice and everyone knew it. It was not a crime against the heavens and the higher-ups would not hold on to such a small matter.

If you want the horse to run, you have to let it eat grass. Therefore, before it was registered, the prefect and the county magistrate turned a blind eye to it, as long as it was not excessive.

"I see!" Hang Shuheng expressed his understanding. For those of them who work as constables, if they only rely on the monthly salary, they may not be able to save ten taels of silver in a year.

"Wang Jin will always remember Hang Tongsheng's help. Even if he returns the money, I still say that if Hang Tongsheng needs me in the future, I will definitely do my best to help him."

Wang Jin made clear his attitude that favors would not be offset by paying off debts. Hang Shuheng did not have any excessive thoughts about this. He did not lend a helping hand in the first place in order to get a reward from the other party, but he would not offend the other party at this moment.

After seeing Wang Jin off, Hang Shuheng handed ten taels of silver to Song Ning, and then told her about the time when he had lent the silver to Wang Jin.

"It seems that Constable Wang is a pretty good person." Song Ning concluded.

Hang Shuheng saw that she had already drawn several blueprints, picked them up and looked at them, and made some comments: "Isn't your detail too complicated for this era? Can those craftsmen make it?"

Song Ning took it and said, "Yes! I also found this problem, so I have to make some changes and try to make it simpler."

"Shopkeeper Zhou made a lot of money this time." Hang Shuheng chuckled. With this world-class top designer personally designing the jewelry, who else would make money? Hang Shuheng suddenly felt a little unbalanced, "How about we repay him in another way? This is too cheap for him."

Song Ning was amused by him and burst out laughing. "It doesn't matter whether it's cheap or not. Good design drawings can only play their role if they are used in useful places. Otherwise, they are just a pile of waste paper." She sent him away. "Go and boil some medicine for me. Don't delay me from drawing here."

Speaking of decocting medicine, there was only one packet of medicine left at home. Hang Shuheng was thinking, after taking the medicine for the last time, should he let Song Ning go to the clinic in the city to check his pulse? The old man who left without saying goodbye didn't know where he was now.

The old man who left without saying goodbye was now eating and drinking his fill at a noodle stall on the official road ten miles away from the capital, and then he patted his butt and left.

"Hey, sir, you haven't paid yet!" The stall owner hurriedly chased after him to ask for the bill, and someone nearby handed him a piece of silver, "Is this enough?"

"Ouch! Enough, enough, enough. Thank you very much, sir. Please take care, sir."

The old man walked leisurely in front, with a few men following not far behind him.

In the corner, a man wearing a bamboo hat glanced over there and then pushed down the brim of his hat. He recognized the tokens worn by those men, which were from the palace and could make the guards in the palace respectful. He couldn't help but wonder where the old man came from.

"Sir, your face is here."

The man withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to eat noodles.

This person was none other than Zhou Huan's assistant Zhou Yin. This time he followed the caravan and it took him nearly half a month to reach the outskirts of the capital. When he arrived outside the city, he parted ways with the caravan. At this time, the caravan had already entered the city first.

After entering the city gate, the men who followed Old Man Xin breathed a sigh of relief. They did not dare to let their guard down along the way, fearing that if they were not careful, the old man would disappear again.

Fortunately, the journey was relatively smooth, and the old man was quite kind and didn't cause any trouble, but he spent a lot of money on food and drink. Now that they had entered the city gate, their mission was considered completed. After watching the old man enter the gate of Prince Rui's mansion with their own eyes, they retired and returned to the palace to report. As for the old man's movements, there were spies in the capital who were watching.