Hey?

Xu Yi looked up at the two of them in surprise, but he didn't know why these two people wanted to settle down.

If the two of them are longing for Lin Haoran, it is absolutely impossible. Not to mention that they most wanted to contain Lin Haoran, and Yang Dashi's son Yang Kuan was sentenced to death by Lin Haoran, who was the Yin of Shuntian Mansion at the time, the two can be said to have formed a grudge against each other.

However, these two people were biased towards Lin Haoran and took the initiative to stand up and "persuade".

"Kind? What peace do we have with him? He Dongxu and Lin Haoran had already broken openly, and immediately said with great disdain.

Li Yu looked down on these two big salt merchants in his heart, and said lightly: "Being in a high position at such a young age, it is inevitable that he will be arrogant!" This is obviously an ironclad case, and he took it without indiscriminately, it is clear that he is looking for boredom, and we should use it! ”

"Master Li, Takami!" He Dongxu watched Li Yu push himself up like this, and he simply gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Fan Qianshan and Yang Dashi exchanged glances, but in the end they were silent.

Although the two of them are representatives of Yangzhou Salt Merchants and Jin Merchants, and they still have the support of the Yang family behind them, they are of lower status after all, and they will inevitably be looked down upon by these two Yangzhou governors.

Because the two bigwigs reached a tacit understanding, and Xu Yi was sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, the matter was officially decided. They plan to make some articles in this ironclad case, which will make Lin Haoran "provoke the fire".

When night falls, Yangzhou City is lit up with lights, presenting a rare scene of prosperity in this era.

Yangzhou gathers a large salt merchant with a lot of money and countless literati, but it is the joint promotion of the development of the entertainment industry, so that the business of Yangzhou Qinglou has always been booming.

Therefore, there are poems: the night market is full of lights, and the high-rise buildings are full of red-sleeved customers.

The charm of Jiangnan lies in the water, and the meeting place of the Qinglou is on the bank of the small Qinhuai River in the old city, but the Qinglou is enthusiastically attracting guests. On the leisurely river, there are plenty of flower boats, and sometimes there are women dancing lightly on the lamp wall, and the sound of silk and bamboo is heard.

Mingchun Tower, one of the four famous buildings in Yangzhou, will also cultivate an Oiran from time to time.

It faces the wide street, backed by the small Qinhuai River, but it not only has a four-story high-rise building, but also a courtyard at the back, and the scale alone is worthy of the name of the four green buildings.

"The two sons are born tightly, I don't know if there is a girl who knows each other?" The old bustard, dressed in fancy clothes, greeted the steps of the door and asked enthusiastically.

"I am a person from Guangdong who went to Beijing, and I heard a friend mention that Chen Xiaoxiao's piano skills are unparalleled! Passing through Yangzhou today, I want to listen to it as soon as possible, I wonder if Miss Xiaoxiao has ever been free? Meng Zhao was dressed up as a lifter, looking a little arrogant.

Lin Haoran was dressed as a son-in-law, but he stood silently beside him, while looking at the environment here. He had become accustomed to leaving matters to his brilliant student, and he was like an outsider.

When the old bustard heard this, the enthusiastic smile on his face turned embarrassed, and he reluctantly smiled and said: "This old man, if you want to listen to the piano, my Zhao Yi girl from Mingchun Building is even better, and her appearance is the best choice!" ”

"If Miss Chen Xiaoxiao is inconvenient today, then I'll come back another day!" Meng Zhao's face was slightly cold, and he immediately turned around and was about to leave.

The old bustard looked at the cooked duck that was about to fly, but hurriedly explained: "This old man, it's not that Miss Xiaoxiao is not available, but I'm afraid that if I say it, you will bury my bad luck!" ”

"Bad luck? Could it be that something happened to you? Meng Zhao stopped his movements to leave, and seemed to ask knowingly.

The old bustard looked at no one on the left and right, so he lowered his voice and said, "Hey...... Since ancient times, there has been a lot of life! Xiaoxiao was killed by her friend, Yangzhou Yamen has closed the case a few days ago, and the murderer is now on death row in the government. ”

"Huh? Does she have any relatives? Meng Zhao's face showed a look of disappointment, and he asked seriously.

When the old bustard heard that Meng Zhao was going to continue to inquire about Chen Xiaoxiao's situation, he asked vigilantly: "This old man, what do you mean?" ”

"Hey! To tell you the truth, my friend admires Miss Xiaoxiao very much, and he doesn't think about tea and dinner when he returns to Guangzhou! Before going to Beijing, I was instructed by a friend to hand over these silver taels and letters to Miss Xiaoxiao! Meng Zhao stretched out his hand to the money bag and the letter in his arms, and said honestly.

The old bustard let down his guard and said with a wit: "Pity the infatuated man in the world! Miss Xiaoxiao was an orphan when she was a child, I adopted her, and I also helped her to be buried, and now she is ...... She's left with me. ”

In the end, she wiped the handkerchief into her eyes. But I don't know if it's deep affection, or I feel ashamed, so I shed a few tears.

Meng Zhao sighed lightly, and then made a decision and said: "In that case, please take me to Miss Xiaoxiao's boudoir and let me take a relic and give it to my friend, okay?" ”

"This ......" the bustard looked very hesitant when he heard this request.

Meng Zhao mentioned the bag of silver taels, and said seriously: "Since you are the only relative of Miss Xiaoxiao, this bag of silver taels will be handed over to you, but please let me go to her boudoir to get a relic so that my friends can give an explanation and thoughts!" ”

The old bustard looked at the bag of silver, but there was an irresistible greed, so he said in his heart: "Okay, then it's decided!" ”

Lin Haoran watched Meng Zhao get things done, so he gave Meng Zhao an approving look, and followed the old bustard upstairs together, planning to go to Chen Xiaoxiao's room to check.

Chen Xiaoxiao's case is actually not complicated. It is said that her frequent customer Zhang Wuhen rebelled and drowned Chen Xiaoxiao in the bathtub. It was only when he fled, that people saw his back, and the yacha then found a large number of stolen property in Zhang Wuhen's house.

It is on the basis of this evidence that He Dongxu, the prefect of Yangzhou, ignored Zhang Wuhen's cry of injustice and sentenced him to a beheading in accordance with the law of the Ming Dynasty.

It's just that Lin Haoran learned from the intelligence that this case is not simple, so he chose to overturn the case for Zhang Wuhen, who was sentenced to be beheaded after the autumn. The first is to avenge the grievances of this innocent person, and the other is to punish He Dongxu, the prefect of Yangzhou.

Now he wants to open up the situation in Yangzhou City, but it is not enough to win over, but also to punish some hostile elements. In this way, he can fully control this Yangzhou, so that he can do whatever he wants to rectify the salt government, instead of being hindered everywhere.

"Brother Lin, let's meet again!"

Just as the two followed the bustard up to the second floor, an inopportune voice suddenly sounded.