"Cousin, this little brother has won my heart!" Li Mingfang recalled that Wang Jin's stumbling kick was not tricky, and tying people's hands and feet was not decisive, and he was very happy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Li Mingqian was looking thoughtfully at Wang Jin's departing back, and suddenly said: "What you did just now was very inappropriate." ”

Li Mingfang was stunned and explained: "I'm not afraid that he will refuse to accept it if he has to talk about heroic integrity!" ”

Li Mingqian shook his head with a smile, touched his head and said, "Let's go, take you back to the academy." The afternoon class is about to start. ”

Li Mingfang was suddenly a little emotional, but he didn't dare to refuse, and followed his cousin's footsteps.

"Cousin, do you say that one tael of silver is too little, do you want to write it as ten taels?" Li Mingfang was a little worried.

"One tael of silver is enough for ordinary people's expenses for several months, if you write ten taels, I am afraid that it will attract gluttonous jackals." Li Mingqian said.

Li Mingfang also made sense when he thought about it, and he couldn't help but admire his cousin again. Not only can I read well, but I am also handy in taking care of the family's property, hey, when will I be able to do everything like this? His little head was sad for a while, and then he put this thought behind him, thinking about how he would go back to the academy later and write about the heroic deeds of the previous moment with his classmates.

The two stopped talking, and hurried towards the academy. After a while, Li Mingqian suddenly asked, "Do you have a classmate called... Wang Mu? ”

Li Mingfang nodded: "There is one." However, his family suffered a big change last year, and he dropped out of the academy a few months ago, and it seems that he has moved away. ”

"Hmm... Does he have a sister? Li Mingqian asked again.

"This..."Li Mingfang frowned and recalled, finally remembered one thing, clapped his hands and said, "Ah, yes, there is a sister!" I remember that when Wang Mu came to school on the first day, he carried a strange cloth bag, saying that what kind of schoolbag was called, it was made by his sister! Hey? Cousin, why are you asking this? ”

Li Mingqian didn't answer him, because they had already arrived at the gate of the academy.

Li Mingfang was just about to step into the door with one foot, and suddenly saw that the mud spots on his body were still there, and he remembered that he hadn't cleaned up properly after falling. This face has not been washed, and his hands are even darker, he will definitely be ridiculed by his classmates and taught by his master! He couldn't help but look at Li Mingqian with a bitter face, and before he could say anything, he heard his cousin say idly: "Only by your appearance can your classmates believe that your master will not blame you for sneaking out of the academy." ”

Li Mingfang paused for a moment to understand what he said, immediately smiled, waved his hand to Li Mingqian at the bottom of the steps, and walked into the academy with his head held high. The next plot is naturally Mr. Li Jiasun's eloquence competition, telling the story of a ten-year-old child who captured a thief.

Li Mingqian left the academy and headed for Huai Lane. He was going to check on the business in the money bank today, but when he arrived near the academy, he saw his little cousin chasing someone, so he followed. Now that the matter is settled, it is natural to get down to business.

He paced, unhurried down the street. I thought of the skinny and a little dark boy I met today, and a delicate little girl I saw at my master's place two or three years ago.

“… I learned this multiplication formula from an old man who sells vegetables, and I thought it was interesting and taught it to my younger brother. He remembered that he was standing outside the door of the master's room waiting to see him, and he couldn't help but be a little curious when he heard this crisp voice. When the little girl went out to say goodbye, she couldn't help but look at it more. At this time, I recalled that her face was eight or nine points similar to that of this young man today. Thinking of the multiplication formula that the master mentioned to him later, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he murmured, "King, Jing? ”

At around the time of Shen Shi in the afternoon, an old man who received the reward came to Tongli Qianzhuang, holding Li Mingyu's handkerchief tied to the thief's hand. In the end, the old man left contentedly with the silver tael, thinking that he could buy some meat for his grandson to eat.

Besides, after Wang Jin said goodbye to the Li brothers, he went to Dongsheng Street to buy some spices such as peppercorns, cinnamon, and dried goods such as fungus and mushrooms, and went to the cloth shop to inquire about the market price of cotton in the past two years, selected more than a dozen locks of colored embroidery thread and took a bag of rags. In the end, the big bags and small bags were full of hands, and finally they finally got to the ox cart in the village at the gate of the city to take a breath.

In a short time, the people in the village gathered to gather for the market, and the old man who drove the cart waved his whip gently, and the young ox took a step and walked home with a cart of people and goods.

Sitting on the side of the car, the oncoming breeze took away Wang Hibiscus's tiredness and dryness, allowing her to slowly calm down and think.

If she thought that something was wrong before and always wanted to find out the real murderer and avenge her father's obsession because she couldn't accept her father's unexpected departure, then today's Ye Qingmu's narration made her extremely convinced that this was definitely not an obsession, and the death of her father and Uncle Wu must have been premeditated.

Yes, those who knew him knew him to be a good drinker, a good drinker, and a drinker every day. If this situation is followed, it is indeed possible that the father is drunk during the boring voyage and can't help but want to drink. But with his father's character, it is impossible to do such an act as stealing alcohol. Although Ye Qingmu also thought that it was impossible for his father to do it, in fact, he implied that his father was the one who stole the wine, but he didn't know that the biggest loophole in this story was that not long before the departure, his father was found to have a hidden disease, and he was repeatedly ordered by the doctor and his family to strictly prohibit drinking, otherwise his life would be in danger. So after listening to only half of it, Wang Jian knew that there was a conspiracy, and as for the later drunkenness that overturned the charcoal basin and caused a fire, it was even more nonsense, and he wanted to add to the crime.

So she was sure that Ye Qingmu was lying. Since it was a lie, the father must not have died in an accident. And the murderer... She remembered the scene she saw in the lotus pond of the Rain Viewing Pavilion that day, and her eyes were slightly cold. Is it these two people?

She pondered quietly, her eyebrows becoming more and more calm and firm. If ordinary people suddenly learn that their father was killed, they are afraid that they will be provoked by anger and hatred to seek revenge. But Wang Jian confirmed such a cruel fact today, but his heart settled like a big stone, and he no longer hesitated.

At this moment, her beliefs and goals are extremely firm and clear.

She wants to let her family live a life of worry-free food and clothing, and have something to rely on. Whether it's financially or status.

And then she wants revenge.

Like his father, Uncle Wu, there were dozens of crew members who died innocently on the ship, and they all needed justice. Then let her come first.

She took a deep breath, stretched her arms, and laughed softly, shallowly, but seriously.

Chen and his younger siblings, who were already waiting at the door of the house, looked at Wang Jian who came from afar, and only felt that she was smiling very naturally today, and there was no faint haze in the past year.