The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

He quickly picked up the teapot on the table and said to the servant,

"Excuse me, please help me change the teapot, thank you!"

The servant hurriedly walked up to Linghu Chong with a panicked look and took the teapot with both hands.

"I'm sorry, sir, this teapot is broken. I'll replace it with a new one for you!"

Linghu Chong nodded slightly, feeling relieved in an instant.

Not long after, a pigeon came from nowhere and flew into the air from the Lin Mansion, flapping its wings...

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In the backyard of the east wing.

Xue Baochai listened to her maid Ying'er imitating what happened in the front hall.

He was also slightly surprised. He didn't expect that his brother, who had always been a playboy, would make such a change for his savior.

After understanding what happened, he felt a little suspicious about the ranger who saved his brother.

After all, isn't this too much of a coincidence?

Moreover, she and some maids and servants in the Lin Mansion also found out a lot of information.

Qingfeng Village is extremely powerful, not to mention in Yangzhou City, even in the two states and six counties of Yangzhou, it is like an uninhabited place.

Whenever you take action, you will never come back empty-handed.

Act quickly and maintain strict discipline, otherwise you will not be nicknamed a herd of people.

And how did his brother, a weak man, manage to escape from Qingfeng Village?

Moreover, he happened to be rescued by a chivalrous knight?

In today's Yangzhou City, are there any wanderers who dare to disrupt Qingfeng Village's business?

The more Xue Baochai thought about it, the more confused she became, and the more suspicious she became about the Linghu insect that suddenly appeared.

But soon, Xue Baochai shook her head and stopped herself from thinking about it.

There was no other reason. First, her brother and mother now trusted the ranger very much. If she expressed her doubts at this time.

It would be fine if it was true, but if it was a misunderstanding, not only would it chill the heart of that chivalrous man, but it would also make my brother dissatisfied with me?

Furthermore, even if the identity of that ranger was questionable, it wouldn’t be long before the imperial army would wipe out Qingfeng Village.

If the other party is from Qingfeng Village, and wants to survive, he will naturally cling to the Xue family and there is no need to worry about anything.

If the other party was from another force, they could mobilize the Qingfeng Stronghold, which could not be shaken even by the combined efforts of the Yangzhou officials. The Xue family would be completely powerless to resist such a force.

By then, it would just be a matter of making more offerings.

Xue Baochai was able to help her mother manage the Xue family's Feng brand when she was just a teenager. Needless to say, her wisdom and strategy are evident.

After listening to Ying'er's words, Xue Baochai lightly touched her red lips with her slender jade fingers.

After thinking for a long time, he turned to Ying'er and smiled,

"That Ranger Linghu is the benefactor of our Xue family. Ying'er, go to Uncle Zhang later and get three hundred taels of silver. Send it to the Ranger's house."

"Just say that I, as his sister, want to thank him for saving my brother!"

Ying'er nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Miss! But Sister Xier..."

Xue Baochai smiled and said, "Just tell her to go back and serve my mother."

"Yes, Miss!" Ying'er took the order and left.

When Xue Baochai was the only one left in the room,

The smile on her face slowly faded and her brows furrowed slightly.

He immediately picked up a pen and wrote down the two place names, Jinling and Yangzhou, on a blank piece of paper.

He also wrote Qingfeng Village, Inspector of Salt, etc. in Yangzhou, and then wrote the names of their Xue family and Xue Pan.

After a series of hooks, he wrote the three words "Linghu Chong" under Xue Pan's name, and then hooked the "Xue Family" above Xue Pan's name.

Xue Baochai stared at the scribbled pattern with a serious look for a long time.

When he heard footsteps outside, he quickly grabbed the white paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the stove beside the table.

As the smoke rose and the flames burned, Xue Baochai finally breathed a sigh of relief.