Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

Kong Ling rolled his eyes and said with a half-smile:

"I think the old man is a sensible man. Your wife said she took two hundred taels of silver from the person who ordered her to do it. I think the silver is still at home."

Two hundred taels of silver?! What are you still making a fuss about?

Instantly! The old man's family was in a state of panic.

"Father, where is the two hundred taels of silver?"

"Yes, Dad, where's the silver? Our family will get fifty taels."

The old man who was surrounded by his son and daughter-in-law blushed and shouted, "He... is talking nonsense. He only has fifty taels of silver."

"Oh, it seems that the old man is a smart man. He took money from others to do something, but he didn't do it and now he is being killed. Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor, but you can't find it in our Shuixing Village." Kong Ling sneered.

The old man blushed and said nothing.

The rest of the clansmen were dumbfounded when they heard this. It turned out that Old Man Su said he came to seek justice, but it turned out that his family had committed the crime first and actually accepted the money.

Kong Ling said to the guards guarding the village: "You guys guard the village well. If anyone causes trouble, report it to the police directly."

Soon after, another team of guards arrived. They stood in a row, and the chill was like autumn frost, making people feel cold and painful.

After being persuaded by a tribe member, the group of people who had caused the riot carried the corpse away in shame.

No, it’s more because Mercury Village is not easy to mess with. There are knives everywhere, and they are sharp and shining.

Kong Ling was walking back, and when he passed by an alley, he met Qing Ling, who was wearing a thin lotus-lined jacket and was also walking back with a heavy basket in her hand.

"Qingling." Kong Ling called Qingling in a cheerful tone and naturally took the basket from Qingling's hand.

The touch of my palms brings the coolness of late autumn.

Qing Ling quickly retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted, blinked her eyes, and slowly a blush crept up to her ears, and she followed in small steps.

Kong Ling smiled silently, picked up a chestnut from the basket and put it in his mouth: "Where did you get these chestnuts?"

"Chen Dayong found a chestnut tree in the mountains. I filled a basket and brought it back to fry chestnuts for the young lady. She loves them."

"Once it's cooked, I'll put it on a plate and put it on the table in the main hall."

Qing Ling lowered her head and answered, her voice becoming smaller and smaller.

Kong Ling glanced at Qing Ling and saw her jogging after him, so he unconsciously slowed down his pace.

"If you put it in the main hall, I'm afraid those two brats will eat up all of it and leave nothing for me. If I'm not in the yard, you can just put it on the table by the window in my room."

"Okay." Qingling lowered her head and walked on tiptoe.

Along the way, the two of them asked and answered questions until they returned to the courtyard.

It happened that Feng Ranhua had just gotten up and walked out of the room, and she saw Qing Ling with a slightly red cheek, walking into the yard somewhat awkwardly.

She looked at the two of them with half-closed eyes, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Miss, someone just made trouble." Qingling saw the teasing look in the lady's eyes and hurriedly spoke up.

As expected, Feng Ranhua looked towards Kong Ling, yawned, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Kong Ling placed a blue chestnut on the stone table in the yard and then answered:

"The mother and daughter who poisoned the woman were killed. Their family members came to us and asked us to give them an explanation. I kicked them out."

"Dead? How did he die?" Feng Ranhua frowned.

Kong Ling: "Our people checked the bodies. The two bodies looked like they were beaten to death with hoes, but that was not the case. There must have been an extremely thin sharp knife in the chest, which killed them with one blow, and then created the illusion of being beaten to death with a hoe."

“That’s really thoughtful.”

"The assassin who committed suicide yesterday had accomplices. We didn't find them during yesterday's investigation. I guess they are hiding very deeply. Find someone to keep a close eye on them secretly." Feng Ranhua's eyes were frosty.

"Okay." Kong Ling glanced at Qingling's beautiful back before leaving.

Feng Ran raised her eyebrows, are you trying to steal her girl?

The autumn wind is blowing and the chill is rising.

I got up in the morning and burned a piece of black crystal iron to make a wind-dyed painting. It took me a lot of effort. I was lying on the couch, dozing off, with my legs shaking up and down.

Han Jinyan came in holding Xiao Ling'er: "Didn't Hua'er get enough rest?"

"Well, I'll take a nap later." Feng Ranhua opened his eyes lazily, feeling a little annoyed. His functions had been restored, but his abilities were consumed quickly, and there were no zombie crystals in this world to replenish them at any time.

I chewed a piece of ginseng and it worked, but very slowly.

"About what happened yesterday?" Han Jinyan asked.

Without waiting for Feng Ranhua to respond, he replied:

"My shadow guards found a spy. He is not a dead soldier, but a gangster. He tapped out a message. They are under the command of a woman with great martial arts skills. They are lying in ambush and waiting for the mission."

"Mother-in-law? Female relative?" Feng Ranhua sat up straight, her mind suddenly shifted to her, and she inexplicably thought of Xie Longyi.

"Where is Xie Longyi now?"

Han Jinyan sat down on the chair next to Feng Ranhua. Seeing that she asked so abruptly, he answered seriously:

"She bought a yard in Yizhou and said that her child was not in good health and would stay in Yizhou to recuperate. The head of the Xie family sent me a letter with sincere words. I could not refuse and let him stay in Yizhou for the time being."

Feng Ranhua: "Are there any unusual behaviors?"

Han Jinyan: "Our people have been keeping an eye on her. The girl raised by the Xie family in Lingqiu is good at dancing with her sleeves and is generous. She interacts closely with other female relatives. We haven't seen her take any other actions yet."

Feng Ranhua looked at Han Jinyan with sympathy. It was really infuriating that she was entangled with such a beauty, and she couldn't drive her away forcibly because of the face of her princely family!

Feng Ranhua pinched Xiao Ling'er's chubby little hand and said with a half-smile, "I heard that she gave birth to a daughter. There are rumors among the old people in the city, is she like you when you were a child?"

Xiao Ling'er's long, curled eyelashes fluttered, and she let out an "Ah" at her mother, then started fiddling with the toys in her hands with her two chubby little hands.

Seeing that Xiao Ling'er was playing seriously, Han Jinyan put her on the couch. Feeling that Feng Ranhua's right hand was in the way, he picked up her right hand and hooked it as if unintentionally, but did not let go.

"I have paintings, I don't like hers," he said.

Feng Ranhua stared at her paws, which were being rubbed and pinched by someone, taking advantage of her. Hu said, "Let go!"

"Oh, you're pressing on Xiao Ling'er." Han Jinyan pinched her lightly a few times before letting her go and sitting upright. "Hua'er has become thinner, and my hands can feel her bones."

Thin?

blindness!

My mother was fed three meals a day in his kitchen, and her pointed chin, which was visibly showing signs of turning into a round fox shape.

Feng Ranhua said unrestrainedly: "Even if I am skinny, I am still a flower on the mountain top, a goddess of Yaochi."

Han Jinyan chuckled, the little fox with angry fur standing on end.

Feng Ranhua saw that the usually noisy Xiao Ling'er was silent, and then she saw that her precious daughter was playing with a new toy in her hand.

A string of six jade rabbits in excellent condition, each with its own unique shape and lifelike appearance.

Little Ling'er, with her chubby little hands, was pinching the rabbit's eyes, twisting its long ears, and having a lot of fun.

Feng Ranhua's mouth twitched. This jade rabbit string must cost at least 1,000 taels of silver, right? !

People who don't know the truth think that Xiao Ling'er is his biological daughter.

Feng Ranhua took out the jade rabbit, picked up a stuffed rabbit that she always loved to play with and stuffed it into her little hand.

Xiao Ling'er looked at the ragdoll rabbit that suddenly appeared, tilted her little head in confusion, and her crystal clear and watery grape eyes were suddenly filled with grievances.

The little girl stared at the jade rabbit in her mother's hand with her eyes wide open, her lips pursed, and tears welled up in her eyes before she started crying.

Looks pitiful.