Wen Sheng fell asleep.

Wang Shisan looked at her with a probe, stared at the two lips that were slightly pouted for a long time, and finally resigned himself to helping her tuck the corners of the quilt, sit up and put on her robe, and find shoes to go to the ground.

The old man in the conservatory was so weird, Wen Sheng said that his wine felt very comfortable to drink, and Wang 13 was ready to quietly kill the horse pistol, and he was alone and unconsciously touched it again.

However, it was almost noon at this time, Wang Shisan wanted to leave and was afraid that the subordinates of the Jiang Mansion would come to deliver lunch, so he found that he was not in the room, so he simply went out and took the initiative to find the little maid in the east courtyard.

His wife is not in good health, she has just fallen asleep, she doesn't know when she will wake up, he has to accompany him, and no one is allowed to disturb him at noon.

Lunch is also free, so go grab a few snacks and prepare.

After a while, the little maid brought a few plates of pastries in a food box.

Wang 13 accepted it, waited for the little guy to leave, and went to call Tong Baishuang next door.

He didn't worry about leaving the sleeping Wen Sheng alone in the house.

After all the arrangements were made, Wang 13 quietly left the east courtyard, avoiding the group of subordinates and doormen, and went to the backyard of the Jiang family.

The old man wondered if he would still be in the conservatory, and maybe he would go somewhere else to eat.

Wang 13 thought like this, and as soon as he approached the backyard, he felt something abnormal.

Compared with when he came in the morning, the backyard was guarded, and there were many more sentry.

Fortunately, Wang Shisan's body is clever, and he has done a lot of stealing chickens and dogs in the past, so that he can successfully approach the greenhouse.

In winter, the back garden is particularly depressed, and the only few pavilions and pavilions can be seen at a glance. It's empty and doesn't look like someone is visiting, that is, there are people in the conservatory again?

The door of the conservatory was closed, and Wang Thirteen thought about the loud noise made when he pushed the door in before. Dispelled the idea of opening the door and sneaking in, and carefully walked around to the back of the conservatory.

The surrounding wall was very thick and hollow, and Wang 13 found a corner and climbed up like a big gecko.

At this moment, two small servants walked together on the path in the distance, one carrying a food box. One of them hugged the jar of wine.

Hey, the old man seems to be eating here at noon, and it seems that there are other people besides him.

Wang 13 felt that this trip was right. Taking advantage of the "creaking" sound of the door opening the conservatory, he made a hole in the ceiling and quietly slipped in.

The location of the drill hole was specially chosen by Wang Shisan.

He remembers it well. Below this entrance are rows of flower shelves. The shelves were covered with vines, and the leaves of this unnamed plant were the size of a palm, and occasionally bearing small purple flowers, and those dense leaves alone were enough to cover such a large living person as him.

He gently landed in the middle of several rows of flower shelves, the soil on the ground had just been watered, it was still wet, and Wang Thirteen stepped on a flower pot. Squatted down.

The mysterious old man was still in the conservatory, except for him. There were also two people sitting next to the stone table.

Wang Shisan stretched out his head to snoop, and coincidentally, he knew both of them, one was the old Mr. Hu who had eyes above the top and was particularly able to teach people, and the other was even more unexpected by Wang Shisan, who didn't know when he would return to the house.

Grandma's, the enemy who killed his father.

Just listen to what the three of them are talking about together.

The table was full of cups, saucers, dishes and chopsticks, the wine was warm, the food had just been taken out, and it was still steaming, and the smell of food was wafting everywhere in the warm room for a while.

The two little servants who had just delivered the wine and food had already withdrawn, and the Di brothers moved two stone benches and sat at the entrance of the conservatory, bored and on guard.

Wang 13 could feel that these two people were not easy to deal with, he held his breath, and he didn't dare to come out, for fear of being discovered by them.

"Your Excellency, is this morning going well? Did you make any confessions? ”

The first to speak was Mr. Hu, listening to him speak to Jiang Xianyan at this time, how could he still have half a minute of arrogance in the morning.

Wang Shisan scolded secretly in his heart, and then thought of it: "Ask for a confession? It turns out that the three of them are talking about business, and the surname Jiang is not in charge of money and food now, why are they still arresting people and handling cases? ”

I listened to Jiang Zhen's words: "Those people are all extremely vicious habitual bandits, they have no court laws, and they don't know how many lives they have. ”

Wang 13 secretly scolded: "Bah, bah, bah, to put it righteously and strictly, in fact, it's not a bad stomach, even his good friends don't hesitate to betray him, people who don't have righteousness are the most hateful, well-dressed beasts, Sven scum." Bird Officer! ”

The word "bird official" was originally mentioned in the "Thousand Character Text" when Wen Sheng wrote to him and taught him to read and practice.

Although Wen Sheng later specially explained to him that "Bird Official" refers to the Shaohao clan among the Five Emperors of the Ancient Dynasty, because he used birds as totems, and all the military officials under his command were named after phoenix birds, blue birds, etc., so later generations gave him such a title.

However, Wang Shisan was originally a person full of bad tastes, the ancient five emperors were too far away from him, and after that, the word "bird official" officially replaced the dog official in his heart, and became a little secret that he and Wen Sheng knew together.

Jiang Xianyan, who was scolded by him in his heart, didn't feel that his ears were hot at all, and continued: "But it's not all for nothing to keep an eye on them for a long time in the past few years, doesn't this just find people and bring them to Jiatong?" ”

Mr. Hu laughed and poured wine for Jiang Xianyan: "My lord, please use it." It's better to be careful, suddenly arrest people at this time, don't attract Zhuang Shaoyin's attention. ”

The two of them talked, and the mysterious old man who looked like an old farmer did not participate, just eating and drinking on the side, and drinking wine to his own pleasure.

When Wang 13 heard this, he suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart: "Who are the habitual bandits they said they arrested?" Why did arresting them attract the attention of Zhuang Shaoyin, grandma's, it wouldn't be Xuan Tongfang and the four of them, right? ”

Since he, Wen Sheng, and Tong Baishuang entered the Jiang Mansion, they have cut off the news from the outside, if the four of them were quietly caught by Jiang Xianyan and tortured and interrogated......

The more Wang Shisan thought about it, the more likely it became, and he secretly furted in his heart.

What is "finding people and bringing them to Jiatong", is it actually talking about yourself?

I heard Jiang Xianyan smile and said to the other two: "Tell me about you, how did you feel this morning?" ”

Mr. Hu said first: "It's not bad, the little girl is very smart, it's rare that she is not arrogant or impatient, and at this time she can still listen to my rebellious words, which is a rare open-mindedness, the only bad thing is that she is weaker." Hehe, if they really became husband and wife, the old man could only say that a good flower was inserted in the cow dung. ”

Jiang Xianyan and the old man laughed together when they heard this.

Wang 13: "......"

Who the hell are you talking about, old man, who are the flowers, and who are the cow dung? (To be continued......)

PS: I'll write something when I have time. More and less and less of it.