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Han Xiao beckoned, and took the lead out of the store with Bijia.

Except for one person who was left behind to watch the store, one person drove a fast horse to the government office to announce, and the rest of the people rode horses back to Fusi in Beizhen.

The rain decreased, and Mrs. Zhang looked at the messy shop, anxious and didn't know what to do.

Who did she provoke, why did she really put up this group of Rakshasa ghosts.

I can't get into the store, and I don't dare to go back to my home.

She stomped her feet and decided to go to Shopkeeper Lin first to find out.

Shopkeeper Lin was just as anxious in the store.

The Ji family father and son had already looked at the account books for an afternoon, and they didn't mention any problems, so they just flipped through them one by one.

What exactly are they going to do?

Shopkeeper Lin frowned, hesitated for a long time before he tentatively said: "The owner, the young master of the owner, I've been watching it all afternoon, let's take a break." ”

Old Man Ji didn't raise his head, glanced at him, and said contemptuously: "Are you tired?" ”

"No, no, no." Shopkeeper Lin hurriedly shook his hand, and the words he was holding back were swallowed back into his stomach.

Master Ji snorted coldly, and scolded Ji Sui: "Dog, where is the account at the back?" I don't have any knowledge at all. ”

The ledgers on the table were all turned over, and a thick stack was stacked aside.

Ji Sui hung his head wistfully, and stood up with a wilt, "I'll take it, I'll take it." ”

"Young Master of the Owner." Shopkeeper Lin hurriedly stood up, "I'll go and get it, I'm familiar with the things in the store." ”

Ji Sui frowned unhappily and waved his hand impatiently, "It's not that I haven't taken it, I'll go." ”

"This ......"

Shopkeeper Lin had the heart to stop it, but Master Ji over there had already coughed, "What are you used to him, and he is not a child from Shilin nobles, why will you be rough if you do something." ”

It's not rough.

Shopkeeper Lin was sad, and he was anxious to stop it, but Ji Sui had already thrown his sleeves angrily and walked to the counter.

Entering the store, Ji Sui got into the counter, hid under the counter and couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, laughing at the clumsy performance of Shopkeeper Lin.

Let me see what's hiding here.

He lifted up, straightened his face again, and pulled the drawer with grievances in anger.

Well, the books are still there.

He took out a notebook, flipped through it, threw it on the table, and pulled out another one. In a moment, however, the books on the table were piled up into a small mountain.

It seems to be all right.

Ji Sui was a little unwilling, and opened another drawer, still full of account books.

But he frowned, and pulled out the first copy of it.

His expression relaxed.

Finally found it.

Putting away his mind, Ji Sui returned to the back with a thick stack of account books, nodded almost inaudibly, and said impatiently: "It's all here, how long will it take to look at it?" ”

"Dead man, I'm still impatient." Master Ji raised his foot and kicked him, clicked the account book casually, and turned his head to look out the window.

The rain had stopped, and the air was filled with a fresh scent, and some warm scent was rising in the humidity.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the two of them: "Okay, the iron-beaten soldiers also have to eat, let's go scald the pot of wine and talk well." ”

Shopkeeper Lin didn't dare to refuse, and after taking care of the guys in the store, he followed the father and son out of the store.

A feast of only drinking, and no one will remember what was said.

Shopkeeper Lin staggered back to Mrs. Zhang's house, turned his head and slept on the bed, ignoring the people around him no matter how much they cried.

The father and son of the Ji family were completely drunk.

The bright moon is hanging high, an oil lamp is lit on the table in the south room, and a pot of sobering tea has bottomed out.

Ji Sui took out the account book from his arms and spread it in front of Master Ji, with a solemn expression, "Dad, I can't see anything wrong with this account book, and I can't see anything unusual with a roll of silk cloth hidden under the counter, could it be that my sister made a mistake?" ”

"No, no, no." Master Ji shook his hand and said affirmatively: "Didn't you say that Qi'er also asked the fourth brother to find Han Xiao, this account book was specially snatched out of that woman's shop by Shopkeeper Lin, which means that he specially ran to that shop." ”

"That'...... Could there be something he didn't leave in our store and took with him? ”

Ji Sui's words are not unreasonable, and their father and son don't know what Ji Qi has found, so they must look at Shopkeeper Lin.

Master Ji squinted at Ji Sui, "Stinky boy, if I hadn't heard it today, how long did you two little guys plan to hide it from me?" ”

Ji Sui smiled embarrassedly, "Isn't it that my sister sympathizes with your injury." ”

Master Ji snorted and stopped talking.

The night was dark, and the two looked at the account books on the table, looking at each other without saying a word, but they also did not move, as if they were waiting for someone.

On the street, the watchman had already knocked on the drum of midnight, and the door of the Ji family was finally knocked.

Han Xiao was welcomed into the house, there was already one more teacup on the table, the blue tea dissipated the tiredness of the summer night, his eyes were shining, he drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and said: "We found a bijia with gold embroidery in that shop, and we have already sued Lu Baihu, so we are waiting to take someone to prison tomorrow." ”

"It's just a gold embroidered armor, it's not a big deal." Master Ji was a little disappointed, "The laws of the Great Jin Dynasty don't say that golden embroidery is forbidden. ”

"Big brother." Han Xiao frowned and persuaded with good words, "Qi'er said, there is someone behind this Lin shopkeeper, and now his outer room is openly hiding a gold-embroidered bijia in the store, isn't this ready-made evidence." He said indignantly: "The bitterness of Mrs. Sister-in-law back then was not caused by this thief with no conscience, even if it was not for you, eldest brother, it was also to avenge Mrs. Sister-in-law." ”

"Don't talk about it." There was a spark of resentment in Old Man Ji's eyes, "Revenge, it's not that you don't know the so-called rampage forward, you don't have full certainty, don't play with blood on the knife." ”

Master Ji has always been cautious, and it is reasonable for him to plan like this.

Han Xiao didn't refute at the moment, but secretly exchanged glances with Ji Sui.

If the eldest brother is not up, it doesn't mean that this matter is not worth it, the opportunity is fleeting, and they are determined to cure the shopkeeper Lin ruthlessly.

The night is dark, and there is another family of sober people.

The man who was called a dead eunuch by Shopkeeper Lin was sitting in the main house of his house, and the person kneeling in front of him reported in a deep voice, "My lord, that Han Xiaoqi copied Zhang's shop today and took away a gold-embroidered bijia, which has been submitted to Lu Baihu. ”

The man pinched his throat and snorted, "Jin Xiu, what's wrong with Jin Xiu?" Even the golden silk clothes can't help me. ”

His white face flickered in the light of the lamp, and a pair of gloomy eyes stared at the person in front of him, "Go, let the governor of Ying Tianfu tell him that Uncle Ben will never listen to this surnamed Han again." ”