An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Jing Chunxi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw two more people. At first, he thought that the two were alone and complained in his heart why July and September didn't come with them. It turned out that someone had sneaked in in advance. He was afraid that July and September's kung fu would not satisfy Jing Yi.

This is great. Even if Jingyi is gone, she won't be left helpless.

But when she thought of this, she quickly spat a few times at the ground. The three people opposite her glared at her, which scared her out of her wits.

The Iron Eagle Battalion must select its members based on their appearance, otherwise they would all be the same.

The two people who were already suspicious of their boss bringing a little kid who was not sure whether it was a boy or a girl, now looked at Jing Chunxi's behavior as a child of a few years old with confused eyes. It was obvious that they were more disgusted.

Seeing their disdainful looks, Jing Chunxi felt unhappy, so he simply pulled a piece of weeds from the ground and chewed it, acting nonchalant.

One of them suddenly pointed to the bushes near the corner of the wall and whispered, "There's a dog hole there."

The other one also showed an expression of understanding and nodded to the handsome uncle, indicating that the dog hole really existed.

Their usual trick is to catch a little beggar and let him crawl through a dog hole to explore the way, but they usually only use it when it is inconvenient for them to act in broad daylight. Now it is late at night.

Jing Chunxi glared at them, and the two men in black laughed happily.

Jing Yi didn't even say a good word for her, and even had a happy expression, but only the corners of his mouth twitched.

Time was tight, so Jing Yi simply pulled the two people over and whispered something to them, and soon the two disappeared without a trace.

Turning around, Jing Yi was still very happy when he looked at Jing Chunxi. His teeth were almost falling out when he smiled. He even teased: "Did you crawl through the dog hole yourself?"

Jing Chunxi said angrily: "Uncle, if you think there is still a lot of time, you can continue to dawdle."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Chunxi's feet left the ground and she was lifted up again, flying vertically upwards.

She thought she would lie flat against the wall for a while before Jing Yi used his strength to throw her down again. Unexpectedly, it was done in one go. When she landed on the ground in the courtyard, there was no sound at all. Her feet didn't even vibrate. She landed as lightly as a feather, and her feet didn't feel any numbness or pain at all.

Jing Yi said concisely: "What are you going to do?"

Jing Chunxi was also unequivocal: "I only want to see the treasure, you guys take care of the rest."

After saying that, she stuffed an account book into Jingyi's hand. This was the account book that Jingyi gave her before leaving this morning. It was a list of all the treasures in the villa.

Jing Yi took it and found a letter tucked inside the account book. He pulled out two pieces of letter paper and scanned them with his sharp eyes. After reading them, he was shocked: "This is actually disaster relief money?"

Jing Chunxi: "If it's sixty carts, it's more than just disaster relief money."

Anyway, the information that Tao Jin provided her, about intercepting and stealing disaster relief funds, was enough to get the Fourth Prince into big trouble.

Between July and August last year, Jian'an County and Jiujiang County suffered a once-in-a-century flood. The imperial court allocated 200,000 taels of silver to each county for disaster relief. However, the escort convoy was looted just five or six days after leaving the capital, and the whereabouts of the disaster relief silver are still unknown.

The emperor was furious and ordered the Dali Temple and the Jingzhao Yin to close the case within a time limit. He also beheaded all the leaders, big and small, who were escorting the silver, but could not find any clues. He searched all the states and counties upside down, but could not find the hiding place of the 400,000 taels of disaster relief silver. It could be said that it disappeared out of thin air during the Daqing Dynasty, which was really incredible.

The letter was written by Jing Chunxi herself, but the handwriting wasn't her usual small, flower-shaped regular script. Instead, it was the cursive script that children first learned to write, the font commonly used by scholars. The recipient was naturally the Fourth Prince, and the words expressed concern about the relief funds being taken back to the Imperial City, urging him to choose a date to transport the funds and hide them elsewhere.