The Xu Mansion was some distance away from the Shen Mansion. As soon as the carriage left the Xu Mansion, the rain suddenly became heavier.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the carriage, as if God was sprinkling stones, trying to smash the roof of the carriage.

After walking for a while, the horse got angry and refused to work.

The driver adjusted his hat and shouted, "Sir, the rain is too heavy, and the horses won't go! Please wait for me in the carriage. I'll go back and bring a better-tempered horse!"

His voice was muted by the rain. Xu Zhijie lifted the curtain and looked outside, frowning and asking, "How far is it to the Shen Mansion?"

Looking at the dark road ahead, the driver estimated: "We should have reached our destination in two more miles, but it's raining so hard, there might be water accumulation halfway, so we might have to take a detour!"

This detour turned the two-mile distance into five miles.

Xu Zhijie secretly cursed the Ministry of Works in his heart and put on his raincoat. The driver was startled: "Sir, what are you doing..."

"Drive the horses back, I will go on my own."

After saying this, Xu Zhijie got off the carriage with an umbrella.

The driver dared not let him travel alone at night, so he quickly turned around, untied the yoke, led the horse and followed him, "Sir, please get on the horse, I will lead the horse over for you."

The carriage was left alone behind them, and Xu Zhijie got on his horse and headed towards the Shen Mansion in the heavy rain.

A quarter of an hour later, the two paused for a moment at the main gate of the Shen Mansion, then walked around and went to the back door.

The back door of the Shen Mansion was located at a very low altitude. After only half an hour of heavy rain, the accumulated water had already reached the calves.

This was Xu Zhijie's first time coming to the back door of the Shen Mansion, and the coachman's first time as well. As soon as he stopped, he noticed something was wrong.

"Sir, there seems to be a carriage parked over there..."

The carriage was parked secretly, and if you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to find it in the dark night.

Xu Zhijie looked over and suddenly frowned.

Could it be that the Cui family came to seek peace...

As soon as he had this idea, he rejected it - Prime Minister Cui was arrogant and was definitely not the kind of person who would come to his house in the middle of the night to seek peace.

"Do you recognize whose carriage this is?" he asked.

"This..." The driver squinted his eyes for a moment, but couldn't make out the number. He whispered, "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go over and take a closer look."

The carriages of the dignitaries in Beijing all have markings, and since each family has different preferences, the carriages are still easy to identify.

After a while, the driver came back with his neck hunched and dejected: "Sir, I didn't see it... I have never seen this feeling in the capital before."

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Zhijie knocked on the back door of the Shen Mansion.

There are some things he must get an answer to today.

......

Half a minute ago, in the study of the Shen Mansion, Jiang Zhiming burst into tears.

"Master Shen, blame me, I am just a rat. You blame me, beat me, scold me, and even report me to the Ministry of Justice and His Majesty for punishment. I accept it! But I really, really didn't intend to harm you and the Capital Water Supervisor..."

After returning home from court today, he has been feeling uneasy and always feels that the rain is very creepy.

He was not a person who was good at hiding things, and his wife discovered something was wrong as soon as they met.

At first, he held back and said only, "Madam, it's better for you to know less about those dirty things in the officialdom. The less you know, the better it will be for you."

After saying this, he was stunned.

Before, he hadn't understood his innermost thoughts, always thinking that the water whistle incident was over and done with. But these words, blurted out subconsciously, made him realize that the matter was not over yet.

Regardless of whether Wu Ti succeeded yesterday or not, it is true that someone wanted to assassinate Lord Shen.

If you fail the first time, what about the second and third time?

Why should we be on guard against thieves every day in our life?

Under Mrs. Chiang's questioning, he told the truth.

Unexpectedly, his wife did not beat or scold him, but asked the maid to prepare some hand-covering gifts. The gifts did not have to be too expensive, but had to be special enough.

"Madam, where are you going?" he asked cautiously.

Mrs. Jiang changed into a formal dress and sighed, "I'm going to the Wei Mansion to visit Mrs. Wei. I came here without any hesitation. I hope she is willing to see me."

"The wife of Lord Wei, the Chief of the Water Conservancy Department?"

Jiang Zhiming understood.

There are some situations that it is not convenient for him to inquire about, but the ladies can talk about them quietly, just as if they are enjoying flowers and having tea. Once they cross the threshold, they will naturally "forget" about it.

Two hours later, Mrs. Jiang returned home, and her first words were, "Lord Wei seems quite interested in promoting Wu Ti."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiming's fists became completely rigid.

Damn Wu Ti, he says one thing in front of others and another behind their backs, he’s definitely a hypocrite!

He's going to the Shen residence to inform on the matter!

There were many people coming and going during the day, so he didn't dare go there directly. He had to wait until midnight and then secretly took a carriage to the Shen Mansion.

Shen Zheng felt that the mansion was unusually lively today.

First, Cui Jinyin sought medical treatment, then Lu Fugong's plan, and then, it was Jiang Zhiming who was crying.

"Master Jiang, please stop crying, okay?" Seeing his face covered in snot, Shen Zheng was reluctant to hand him the handkerchief. "There's something wrong with this rain. Instead of crying in front of me, why don't you go to the gate with me and take a look?"

"Rain?" Jiang Zhiming stopped crying and looked up at the roof, startled. "How could it suddenly rain so heavily..."

When he first arrived at the Shen Mansion, it was only drizzling.

Listening to the sound of rain hitting tiles at this time, it is definitely a rainstorm!

When he thought of the water whistle at the sluice gate, he was so anxious that he paced around the study.

"It's over, it's over, Lord Shen, there won't be any problems with the water whistle, right? They won't do anything else, right? It's raining so hard right now, we have to open the floodgates! If they do something else..."

Then all the blame will be placed on Lord Shen!

"Master Jiang!"

Seeing him running around like a headless fly, Shen Zheng could no longer tolerate it and suddenly raised her voice.

Jiang Zhiming was so frightened that he stood still and answered blankly: "To..."

"..." Shen Zheng sighed helplessly, stood up and walked towards the door, "I already know what Lord Jiang said. Are you going back to the Jiang Mansion or going to the gate with me?"

He didn't hesitate for a moment: "I will go with Lord Shen!"

Hua Duo took out a straw raincoat from the warehouse. The three of them dressed neatly and went to the backyard in the heavy rain. At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, and Jiang Sheng, who was about to open the door, saw them.

"My Lord?" Jiang Sheng fell back and looked at her raincoat and said, "You want to go out? This rain..."

"I have to go out." Shen Zheng said quickly: "Choose the most docile and healthy horse, harness it to the carriage, and leave immediately. Also, I saw you were about to open the door?"

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

Before Jiang Sheng could answer, there was another knock on the door.

Jiang Zhiming's scalp tightened and he couldn't help but think of what happened the day before.

Why do people who go to Beijing like to use the back door?

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