Chapter 64: No One in the West (2)

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Shen Mansion Study.

Shen Li remained silent for a long time after listening to Shen Ke's words.

If Xu Cheng can only vaguely distinguish the handsome signs of the past from his face, then Shen Li is a real handsome old guy. It can be said that Shen Ke can have today's appearance, at least more than sixty percent of Shen Li's credit.

In front of his father, Shen Ke has always behaved very well. What's more, the reason why the Shake Niang Pavilion has the current trouble was caused by Shen Ke. It was the more and more restrained discipline he showed.

Regarding women's preferences, Shen Ke has always had some unspeakable preferences. For example, the plump and attractive, but older green willows.

"You mean, Yang Tiexin agreed at first?" The study suddenly remembered Shen Li's voice, interrupting Shen Ke's thinking.

Shen Ke nodded, "If the child had chosen to back down at that time, I don't think there would have been anything to follow." What he said was naturally the contradiction with Hu Zhou later.

Regarding Hu Zhou's actions, Shen Li did not express any opinion on this, but asked: "How about the injury?" ”

"I have seen it to Doctor Fan, I have injured my muscles and bones, although I don't need to stay in bed, I still have to recuperate for a few months, and to what extent I can recover in the future depends on the creation of the two of them." Shen Ke said.

Shen Li nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let the matter of the Money Gang go for the time being." Also, I have instructed Zhou Tong to bring you food every day, and you are so born in the old house to reflect. In the end, Shen Li's tone was already sharp, obviously for the sake of Green Willow.

Confinement? Shen Ke's expression was bitter, but he had to nod his head.

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There are already some clueless priests who choose dead horses as live horse doctors.

Shen Li's reaction for a moment was that Hu Zhou was behind the scenes, but when the servants except for the twelfth room appeared in the Shen Mansion one after another, he had already figured out that this was obviously not Hu Zhou's energy.

One of Spiegel's servants is really missing.

Ahn Chaoen was angry.

This is the scattered news that the housekeeper Zhou Tong secretly sent more than one hand of silver taels, and asked from the mouth of the priest who usually intersected. So Shen Li had no choice but to order someone to retrieve Shen Ke from the old mansion.

When Shen Ke was called back, he naturally wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that his father regretted it. But when I saw eight or nine Spiegel priests gathered in my house, I was still shocked.

"Liu is in charge, this is the dog Shen Ke, just ask if you have anything in charge." Although the words were polite, Shen Li had no intention of evading them. Although the status of the Spiegel Division is special, it is in charge of one room, and the rank is too far from that of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, so Shen Li has enough capital and does not buy it. Besides, his attitude is not bad.

Liu Ming obviously didn't care about these details, but tried to be careful with his words: "There is a priest in the department who has disappeared, and some people say that he saw Gongzi before he disappeared, and the reason why we came to the mansion to disturb us is also to find out the situation." ”

"I haven't seen any of your servants." Shen Ke swore solemnly. In good conscience, Shen Ke didn't mean to lie at all. Because he didn't know that Hu Zhou was from Spiegel.

Liu Ming frowned and continued: "They said that they had a bad time with their son because of a misunderstanding at the celebration of the Money Gang. ”

"Wait, you mean Hu Zhou? Is he your man? He's missing? Shen Ke was surprised.

His reaction was almost instinctive, and judging from Liu Ming's experience of interrogating no less than 10,000 people, he could confirm that it was true. As for why he was a little happy in his surprise, Liu Ming didn't care about it for the time being, so he explained: "It's not Hu Zhou, it's the young man who followed him, Zheng Fusheng is missing." ”

Shen Ke tried his best to hide the disappointment in his heart, nodded and said: "Then I did go to the Money Gang, but I have no impression of whether there was such a person at that time." ”

"So where is Childe yesterday afternoon and early morning so far?" Liu Ming asked.

"I'm in the old mansion in the house, and I haven't left a single step." Shen Ke replied.

At this stage of the conversation, Shen Li suddenly interjected, and said in a decisive word: "The dog recently made a mistake and was driven to the old mansion by the old man to reflect on it, so when Liu Zhangshi asked, the dog thought about it in the old house." ”

Liu Ming, who didn't have much hope, nodded when he heard this, and accepted this result very calmly.

It's just that he doesn't care, but Shen Ke is as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

In less than an hour, it will be dark.

The servants who have been forced to the extreme, the way to find people no longer cares whether it will arouse public resentment or not.

Inns, teahouses, rice shops...... Yunbian Market was full of complaints for a while.

Large and small villages, all chickens fly and dogs jump.

Until dark, nothing came of it. Digging three feet into the ground, Zheng Fusheng still hasn't been found. The busy grizzled servant stood outside the door of the Spiegel Division, stunned that no one dared to step into the door of the mansion first. Hu Zhou is also among them. There is no head, and it is in a ventilated market on all sides, but many people are in a cold sweat.

It was at such a time that a woodcutter came in the distance, carrying a bundle of firewood in his right hand and carrying a man on his back.

What he was carrying on his back was Zheng Fusheng.

When he looked at a group of servants standing outside the Spiegel Division with their heads down, he hesitated in his heart, which was manifested by his sudden stop. So much so that the two people who were carrying things behind couldn't avoid it in time and bumped into him. knocked off the firewood in his hand, and tripped over one of the people who was carrying things.

The four fell together.

But even with such a movement, no one in the people standing at the door of the mansion was distracted to glance over there.

The people around who were lucky enough to witness this comical scene naturally leaned forward and leaned back with laughter. But when the three of them stood up again, the woodcutter carried Zheng Fusheng on his shoulders again under the accusations of the two, and only the people with good eyesight questioned: Hey, isn't that Zheng Xiaoguan?

Zheng Fusheng's portrait has long been posted everywhere in the city.

After he reminded everyone, everyone took a closer look, and it was really Xiao Zheng Guanye.

When the discussion became louder and louder, the priest at the door glanced over there, but this glance made these men who could survive the pain of scraping their bones with anesthesia almost cry without excitement.

Damn, it's a floating life.

So when they picked up the unconscious Zheng Fusheng, they were so frightened that the woodcutter didn't remember to put down the firewood in his hand with his right hand, but took out a piece of paper from his chest awkwardly with his left hand, rubbed it on his chest a few times, and asked cautiously: "Official, the reward in this notice ...... silver."

The servant deduced from the appearance of the woodcutter that if Hu Zhou and Zheng Fusheng had not set up a table at this gate before, as long as there was news, they would give silver, and the woodcutter in front of him would never have carried people on his back and came all the way to take this risk.

Then Zheng Fusheng may die in the mountains.

"Of course the silver is given. You go to the treasury to report my Lao Liu's name, forget it, Chen Nan, you should go and send him the silver! Liu Minghao, the head of the eighth room, said cheerfully.