If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Fan Xi was sitting in the carriage with a fox fur on his shoulders, playing with the jade wrench with his fingertips.

The man in black suddenly stood outside the carriage.

Fan Xi seemed to be deep in thought, but he was silent for a long time, the legs of the man in black were numb, and Fan Xi just said, "Let's go."

The man in black asked, "Really, are you going back to Ding'an County?"

Fan Xi glanced at him sideways and raised his eyebrows.

"……Yes."

This time the road was peaceful, no one was chasing, no one was following, and there was no need to hurry. It was just that Fan Xi was meditating on that jade all day long, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Fan Xi actually asked Emei again if she would like to go to Jiangnan together. The girl was silent for a while, but finally shook her head.

"His Highness's kindness is unforgettable for a lifetime, so let's take care of His Highness's mansion here."

Although he didn't know what Emei was avoiding, or what he was afraid of, but at this moment he could somewhat understand the girl's mood.

The map that Fan Yu gave him was still peacefully lying in his arms. Since he told Fan Yu very frankly that he had no intention of competing for the position, Fan Yu's attitude towards him was obviously much better, and he told him by the way that the map of Ding'an County Some of the turbulent rivers and lakes.

The power of the Devil's Cult is gradually growing, and the branch in the south of the Yangtze River has grown unexpectedly fast. Although it has been suppressed by some decent people in the world, the most influential thing is the fact that Junzi Zhen entered the branch alone, but the power has not weakened, but has sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain generally.

It seems that the emperor was not worried about the situation in the south of the Yangtze River on a whim, and it was not without reason that Mo Xinwang persuaded him to come to the south of the Yangtze River to have a look. Then, is An Le's appearance in the south of the Yangtze River and the subsequent gathering of the four ghosts related to the Demon Cult?

Thinking about the frequent theft cases when he first came here, he knew that An Le was most likely responsible for it, but does this also have the slightest relationship with the Demon Cult?

This trip took a few days longer than before, and it was almost the end of winter when they arrived in Ding'an County.

The county government still looked the same, but Fan Xi really felt that things were different, and he suddenly asked: "I'm not here, who is taking care of it?"

The man in black said casually: "Of course I arranged for someone. Otherwise, wouldn't Ding'an County be in chaos?"

Fan Xi stepped into the gate, and he went straight to the backyard. The plum trees in the backyard were growing fairly well, and the fragrance of the plum blossoms came over his face, which was a bit intoxicating. Looking at the plum blossoms on the branches, Fan Xi couldn't help feeling Thinking of the plum blossom tea promised by An Le, the result was——

"En?" Fan Xi walked quickly to a plum tree. Although it was not very obvious, although the branches and leaves of this plum tree were still lush, although the plum blossoms were still blooming vigorously-but it could not hide the fact that the plum tree was broken. The fact that went to a branch!

Fan Xi was displeased, that thief dared to steal into the county mansion!How dare you break his plum blossoms!

"..."

Fan Xi's mind suddenly flashed the branch of plum blossom that An Le took out in the prison——

"..." Fan Xi couldn't help feeling amused.

Sure enough, it was a promise!He said he wanted to use the plum blossoms in his backyard to make tea, but he actually folded the plum blossoms here to make tea.

Fan Xi raised his hand to caress the broken branch, and smiled slightly.

As soon as the man in black stepped into the backyard, he saw his master smiling strangely and touching a plum tree obsessively.

"..."

Fan Xi caught a glimpse of the man in black and said, "Pick off the plum blossoms from this plum tree."

"...What?" The man in black felt that he should turn around and go to the doctor!

"I want to make tea."

"..."

In the end, the tea was still not brewed, and the man in black carried a pile of plum blossoms into the study, but was told by a servant who was tending the flowers and plants outside the study that Fan Xi went to find the proprietress of the restaurant.

The man in black: "..." Since when did the master start liking wine?

Fan Xi stood in front of the restaurant in a luxurious fox fur, and the guests inside couldn't help but look out at this very noble-looking young man.

The proprietress of the restaurant even came out to greet her in person, after all, she looks very rich!

Fan Xi glanced at the proprietress, and felt that she seemed to be thinner than before.

When the proprietress walked in, she suddenly realized that this was the county magistrate whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Why do you come here when you have time?" The proprietress smiled.

Fan Xi said, "Hand over that mistress."

"..." The proprietress's face froze, recalling that she was arrested and forced into the yamen earlier and asked about the whereabouts of a mistress, "My lord, I remember you asked this question before."

Fan Xi nodded, "Obviously, you didn't tell the truth."

The proprietress looked disheveled.

"My lord, you can't say that."

Fan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Then what should I say? — Hurry up and hand him over?"

The proprietress couldn't help being annoyed, "My lord, the mistress you mentioned is not here! He has already left!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the guest officials dropped their money and left one after another.

Fan Xi stood calmly at the door, but his eyes gradually turned cold, "Don't you want to make friends? Very good, I think the arresters will be happy to go this way."

Cold sweat broke out on the proprietress' back.

Fan Xi lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Boss, I don't want to mention it, but you are so obsessed with not realizing it—Miss Boss, what is your relationship with the Demon Cult?"

The landlady's face was pale, and her hands on both sides were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

"My lord, hooking up with the Devil's Cult is not a casual thing!"

Fan Xi ignored what she said, and continued: "At that time, I thought it was just an ordinary theft case, but it was unbelievable for you to hide the person. What are you covering up?"

Fan Xi used "you" very clearly in his words, and the proprietress knew in her heart that he already knew the general ins and outs.

At this time, the proprietress calmed down.

Fan Xi said: "The family letter that Anle stole from you earlier is not yours, is it? Where did the proprietress of this restaurant go?"

The lady proprietress glanced at the restaurant, and there was no one there, but the street was still noisy.

The proprietress knew she had been exposed, and her expression changed, she was calm and calm.

"Come in and talk."

Fan Xi hesitated for a moment, and finally followed the proprietress to the elegant room on the second floor.

The proprietress sent Xiao Er away, and started to make tea by herself.

Fan Xi frowned and said, "There's no need to make tea."

The proprietress said indifferently: "This is tea from the Western Regions."

"..."

Fan Xi took a seat.

The proprietress lifted up the hem of her clothes very proudly, pulled out two short knives from her lap and put them on the table.

Fan Xi: "..."

The proprietress sat down, facing Fan Xi.

"My lord guessed right. I am a member of the Devil's Cult, entrusted here by the elders."

Fan Xi raised his eyebrows. Since this person is willing to speak up, it means that the Demon Cult doesn't care too much about this, and he may not get strong news.

The proprietress looked directly into Fan Xi's eyes, and said calmly: "But the little second in the adults' mouths is indeed not here, and my task is just to keep an eye on him. But let him run away."

Fan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Staring at him?"

"He is a traitor to the Demon Cult."

The wind is blowing outside the window, the south is getting warmer, and there is no snow, but Fan Xi feels slightly cold in fox fur.

Fan Xi sipped his tea and asked, "Since he ran away, why are you still here?"

The proprietress said confidently: "The sub-altar in Jiangnan was blown up by a young boy, what are you going to do when you go back? Help clean up the ruins? It's better to be a restaurant proprietress."

"..."

Fan Xi held the cup of tea to warm his hands, and he glanced at the proprietress.

He felt that she was not telling the truth.