Bianhe City, East Street.

The fog began to dissipate in the early morning, and the drizzle washed the bluestone long street. At the back door of the Assassin's Mansion, five or six craftsmen were led into the mansion by the little servant.

The Thorn Mansion is going to repair the back garden, and I heard that the old lady of the Thorn History will come in a few days.

Chen Youliang is a filial son, and if the old lady wants to come to the house, she will be overstretched and repair the garden for the old lady.

Bianzhou is the gateway to the north-south canal, Caoyun fattened the officials of all sizes, and the assassin should not be short of silver, but Chen Youliang is a clean official. He served in Bianzhou for five years, and he didn't see merchants, didn't accept filial piety, didn't eat the banquets of his colleagues, and the water in the Assassin's Mansion was so clear that he could see the bottom.

The court is mediocre, and the clear stream is precious. Chen Youliang is selfless with a clean breeze and an iron face, and he is admired by the people of the world, and has a high reputation among students, and the people respect him as the blue sky.

But Qingtian hired craftsmen to work and had to pay money, and the wages of the Assassin's Mansion were low, and few people were willing to come, so they only found these five or six craftsmen.

The back garden of the Thorn Mansion is quite beautiful, but it is in disrepair and lazy, the bluestone path is full of moss, and artemisia grass grows under the rockery. The little guy led the craftsmen around to an attic hidden in the begonia forest, at this time, the begonia flowering period is old, the residual flowers on the ground are all over, burning red and dyeing the blue lake clear pond.

"That's it. The attic should be freshly painted, the roof tiles should be refreshed, and the yard should be cleared of weeds. There are a few rocks and rocks by the lake in front of them, and they must be replanted, so as not to let go of the old lady when she comes to enjoy the lake. These tasks are done in two days, and at night there is a shop in the small house in the house, and someone will take you there. After some orders, the little servant let go to the side, but he had no intention of leaving, obviously to supervise the work here.

The craftsmen carried their own things and divided labor, and a man bowed his head and muttered, "Two days' men, give one day's wages, and be embarrassed to supervise the work." ”

Another person heard, "Alright, alright, aren't you here too?" ”

"If it weren't for Lord Thorn Shi being the blue sky above the heads of the people of Bianzhou, who would want to come?"

"Then you're still whining!"

"Didn't I look at that little guy unpleasantly, look at his old face, like we owe money."

The two muttered quietly, and a young man walked by with a lacquer bucket, walked to the attic door and stopped under the pillar, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and worked silently, with mockery in his eyes.

Blue sky?

Dad also said that Chen Youliang was a blue sky, and he refused to be transferred to the Bianhe City Government Office back then, which made him feel guilty for many years.

That year, there was a series of major murder cases in Bianhe City, and my father came to Bianhe City for the first time to conduct an autopsy with an official document, and because of his good appearance, Chen Youliang valued him, and intended to transfer him from Gushui County to Bianhe City to serve in Bianhe City. Dad was reluctant to leave Gushui County, he said that his mother's grave was there, and he went to sprinkle and sweep worship on the fifteenth day of every month, and he was afraid that he would not be able to return often once he left, so that his mother's grave would be deserted and desolate.

Twilight knows that this is just one of the reasons.

Daddy was thinking about her.

When I arrived in Bianhe City, my father was still a servant, and he couldn't get rid of his lowly status, so he was only higher. The family is poor, and my father doesn't want to have more money, but he is worried about her future destiny. She fell into the lowly status with her father, her mother is an official slave, and she has been criticized by a fortune teller since she was a child.

Bianhe City officials and wealthy businessmen are everywhere, and it is difficult for anyone to look down on her and dare to marry such rumors of her background. Dad didn't want her to be a concubine, he said that his mother would rather marry him than be a concubine to the magistrate, she has a mother's backbone, and will never ask her to take the road that her mother does not want to take.

Dad wants her to marry an honest young man, who has a good young man in the city, he already knows it. went to Bianhe City, I was not familiar with life, I was afraid that I would see the wrong person and miss her for life.

Dad is a simple man, honest and little, and never marries in front of her. That day, she ate longevity noodles at night, and her father mentioned a few words, but she didn't say anything, he blushed in the candlelight first.

In my memory, there was another time when my father was so red-faced, that day he came back from the post-mortem examination in Bianhe City, and when he entered the door, he said that the case had an eyebrow, and Lord Chen left him to eat in the mansion and enjoyed a table of wine and food.

Bianzhou Thorn History, Zheng Sipin, the biggest official in Bianzhou, eats with him as a non-grade county official as a small official, and he doesn't dislike him for having a dead smell. When Du Huaishan returned home, he was excited about this matter for a few days, and since then he has more respect for Chen Youliang, and he is even more guilty about not knowing how to promote him back then.

In the past, Twilight Qing also thought that Chen Youliang was a Qing official, and she had an iron-faced and upright corporal, but now she has reservations about this person.

Dad's death is inseparable from Chen Youliang.

That night in Yizhuang, the gatekeeper said that his father's body was brought with a smell of alcohol, and it was speculated that he had drunk poisoned wine and died. Father's status is low, even if he kills his mouth, the dog emperor will not personally give him poisonous wine, this matter must be done by the people below.

The one most likely to do this errand is Chen Youliang.

Dad is a puppet, a little toxic, the poison has a bitter almond smell, no matter how light the smell is, Dad should be able to smell it. When conducting an autopsy, the smell of the corpse is a point that cannot be ignored in judging the cause of death, and experienced people have a sensitive nose. Dad didn't smell it, she could only deduce a possibility, that is, he was rewarded with wine because he respected people, and he was so excited that he didn't want to notice the smell in the wine.

Inference does not convict a person, Twilight understands, so she came to the Assassin's Mansion to investigate.

The Assassin's Mansion wanted to invite craftsmen to repair the garden, but no one was willing to come because of the low amount of money given, which happened to give her the opportunity to blend into the mansion.

The boy squatted under the attic pillar, working silently.

Wait, into the night.

The work of repairing the garden could not be completed in a day, and he rested at night on the chase bunk in the small house.

The Assassin Mansion was strictly controlled, and after dinner in the evening, the courtyard was locked as soon as it was dark. A few rough men sat cross-legged on the bunk and chatted about women's nonsense, and Twilight went out with his hands.

The moonlight was cold, and the young man swept around, and the snow at the bottom of his eyes was as bright as a star. When he was admitted to the hospital in the evening, he swept around, the courtyard wall was not high, and there was a crooked-neck tree behind the house, which could be climbed out of the wall.

On weekdays, when the autopsy is carried out, there are many times when I walk the mountain road, the twilight green body is good, on the tree, over the wall, on the ground, in one breath, a few steps after the landing to avoid the rockery.

If she wanted to know if the poisoned wine was given to her father by Chen Youliang, she only needed to see him and ask him face to face.

In this world, no one can lie in front of her. If Dad was really Chen Youliang's victim, she would have slaughtered this dog official and covered the blue sky of fame and reputation!

Twilight crouched, hiding in the darkness and looking at the path ahead, waiting.

The Thorn Mansion is too big, she doesn't know the way, and she doesn't know where Chen Youliang's residence is, so she can only wait. When people pass by, they will find out when they ask.

Near this is the lower room, and it didn't take long for someone to go up the path from the night. The man was carrying a food box in his hand, and his lotus steps moved lightly, his gait was soft, and he was a maid.

Twilight Qing once heard her father say that Chen Youliang's original wife died early, and he never renewed the string, nor did he take a concubine. He has only one son under his knees, who is studying in the Shengjing Song Courtyard, not in Bianhe. Therefore, Chen Youliang is the only master who needs to be served in this assassin's mansion, and this maid came out with a food box at night, which should be sent to Chen Youliang.

Unexpectedly, he happened to meet Chen Youliang on an errand, so Twilight immediately dispelled the idea of robbing people and only quietly followed.

On the night of June, the summer breeze is cool, and the fragrance of grass and wood mixed with the fragrance of fat powder wafts in the wind, which makes people slightly drunk.

Twilight suddenly felt a little shaky under her feet.

She was startled, her eyes were like a mist, and in a trance she saw the maid turn around and walk towards her......

She only remembered the last wisp of her consciousness - that fat powder, poisonous? ――

Off topic -

I finished writing this chapter this morning, and I didn't feel right, so I deleted it and rewrote it.

It's only sent now, so I'm sorry for making you wait for a long time.

Tomorrow old time.