After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

[There is falsehood among truth, and there is truth among falsehood. ]

This is the content of the letter.

Only eight short words.

In fact, after entering the study and searching, Yuan Yi had a vague guess that Huo Zhengyang was not like what the outside world said, a playboy who only cared about having fun.

The purpose of having fun may be just to cover up one's tracks, but it is still unknown why.

There was no trace of Huo Zhengyang's personal belongings left in the study. Even the books he read most frequently were neatly laid out without any creases.

Besides a simple pen holder and inkstone, there was only this simple letter on the desk.

It's as if it's reserved for people who want to enter the study.

As long as someone went in, it would be impossible to ignore this out-of-the-ordinary envelope.

So he took it upon himself to take it back.

Yuan Qing picked up the paper and looked at the sentence carefully.

She had usually only heard questions like true or false from monks.

Did Huo Zhengyang write this riddle just to distract people's attention, or did he really want to tell them something through this sentence?

Wei Lin also shook his head and came over to have a look.

Yuan Qing moved the letter away and glanced at him, "Are you sober?"

Wei Lin covered his mouth and burped, and the smell of alcohol immediately dissipated, "I wasn't drunk in the first place."

Yuan Qing stepped back and asked, "What do you think he meant by this?"

Wei Lin stared at it for a while, then shook his head, "I've never seen him write this kind of words, so I can't be sure."

Suddenly recalling his buried memories, he leaned over the table and sighed, "Speaking of Lao Huo, he was actually similar to me in the beginning, both of us were the kind of rich kids who loved to play.

He never cares about status when making friends. As long as you please him, it makes no difference to him whether you are a high-ranking official or a peddler.

So even though some bad things happened later, he never looked down on me.

That's all I know, and if it's wrong, then maybe I never really understood him as a person."

Perhaps he was thinking about unhappy past events, and his tone sounded a little lonely.

He stared at Yuan Yi in a daze, as if he had discovered something incredible, and exclaimed, "I worked so hard to block the wine for you in front, and you actually cheated on me?"

Yuan Yi subconsciously covered his neck, and then used his free hand to cover Wei Lin's screaming torn bag.

"What do you mean by cheating?" Yuan Qing turned around and looked at the two men with strange expressions.

"Bitch!" Wei Lin's mouth was blocked tightly, and his words were unclear.

Yuan Qing was even more confused, "What is this?"

What kind of charades are these two people talking about?

Wei Lin shook his head and pulled the big hand off his mouth, "I was talking about the neck!"

After saying that, he hid behind Yuan Qing and pointed at the place that Yuan Yi was blocking.

Seeing Yuan Yi's frequent glares, Yuan Qing immediately thought of what Wei Lin was referring to.

There was no time to return to the previous guest room, so I thought of picking the most remote room nearby, sneaking in through the window, and using it as a cover.

In order to create the illusion of affection, she left a few strawberry marks on the little guard's neck in a hurry and ruffled their clothes.

This is how the scene at the beginning happened.

She didn't think anything of it at the time, but now that Wei Lin said it so openly, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she felt a little embarrassed.

“The situation is urgent, so this is the only solution I can think of.

Is there anything else you want to ask?" Yuan Qing smiled sinisterly.

There was a hint of obvious threat in that smile.

Not to mention that the little guard wanted to cover his mouth, even she wanted to find a rag and stuff it directly into his mouth.

Wei Lin shrank his head back and said, "I'll leave right now, I'll leave right now..."

But when he left, he gave them a meaningful look without fear of death, and then closed the door tightly, leaving no gap.

Yuan Qing: "..."

That afternoon, Yuan Qing changed his clothes and followed Huo Zhengyang quietly.

They left the Huo Mansion halfway in the morning and found no other valid evidence except the riddle.

As soon as the banquet was over, Huo Zhengyang couldn't wait to go out in person with gifts to visit another important person.

The Tongzhi of Pingjin Prefecture was named Ji Kang.

This person had already held this position when Shang Ming took over as prefect, and had held the position steadily for seven or eight years.

He himself doesn't seem to have any outstanding qualities, and his reputation is not as loud as Shang Ming's.

But why did Huo Zhengyang bypass the prefect Shang Ming and go directly into Ji’s house through the back door to pay his respects?

Even if the two of them had a personal relationship, according to normal etiquette, they should have presented a visiting card and entered the mansion through the main gate.

Since it is not aboveboard, there must be some shameful relationship going on.

"Tell me about it." Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Lin, who was dressed as an old man opposite him.

Today they are a father and daughter who came to seek refuge with distant relatives. They were tired from walking so they came to rest in a teahouse nearby.

Wei Lin coughed twice, "My daughter, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Yuan Qing glared at him.

They say it's serious business, but why are you still so careless and nonchalant?

"It turns out that my daughter wants to hear the truth." Wei Lin seized the opportunity and tried his best to take advantage of her verbally.

Being the master's "father" is a rare blessing that you can't ask for in several lifetimes.

If there could be a next time, he would make sure that kid called him "Dad" properly, and he would not be allowed to retaliate against him afterwards.

Yuan Qing put down the tea bowl and tapped the table with her fingertips neither lightly nor heavily. Anyone could see that she was in a bad mood.

"Have you finished your nonsense?" Her voice was as cold as water, like a basin of ice water pouring down over Wei Lin's head.

"Are you referring to..." Wei Lin quickly came to his senses. He didn't dare to shout the person's name loudly in front of Ji's house, so he could only signal with his eyes.

Yuan Qing nodded, "You've been reading this for so long, you must have something to say. I'm all ears."

This forced him to make a decision.

Wei Lin gritted his teeth. He had never seen a master who abused his power to oppress others like this. He was just like that kid Yuan Yi.

It works. I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and pulled him over.

It's no use. If you throw it far away, you might even get kicked twice.

The teahouse was crowded with people, so it was not easy to say such things in public, so he lowered his voice and leaned forward, "I haven't met Ji Kang much, but as far as I can remember, he was already a minor official in charge of the salt transport in Pingzhou."

Many years ago, when this place had not yet been renamed Pingjin Prefecture, the highest official in the area was not called the prefect, but the governor.

He remembered very clearly that when he was about five or six years old, several important officials sent by the court to take over as prefects all died inexplicably in office within less than a month, and the causes of death were various.

His father was also a wealthy businessman at the time. One night, his father hugged him tightly and kept muttering, "It's going to be a mess, it's going to be a mess..."