The two watched Cheng Guogong go to the direction of Tao Ranzhai Gate from the window, and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Lu Xuan, there may not be enough time to eat a roast chicken."

Lu Xuan's expression was solemn: "Maybe you have to add time to quarrel." ”

The two of them sat for a while, and sure enough, they heard a commotion coming from downstairs.

"Looks like I'm sitting in the lobby." Lu Xuan analyzed.

"Or ...... Check it out? Feng Cheng proposed.

Lu Xuan glanced at her, and asked calmly: "They found out that we were eating roast chicken together, and then beat you to death?" ”

Feng Cheng thought of his thin grandfather, and then thought of the burly Chengguo Gong, he was still not at ease: "My grandfather has no power to restrain the chicken-"

Lu Xuan said lightly: "Don't worry, I still have the strength to pull off my grandfather's beard." ”

Previously, because Feng Shangshu ripped off a handful of his beard, his grandfather's scolding almost toppled the roof.

Feng Cheng sighed: "They are all old people, and they have to fight every time they meet." ”

Lu Xuan picked up a chicken wing and gnawed it slowly: "Don't worry about it, just think of it as old and move your muscles and bones." ”

The two listened to the quarrel downstairs with their ears pricked up, and finally waited until there was no movement, and then they got out.

Feng Cheng returned to Shangshu Mansion with the refreshments from the Qingxin Teahouse, and sent someone to give You Shi and Feng Tao one tea each.

Not long after, Feng Tao came to the late autumn residence.

"Eldest sister, did you go to the Qingxin Teahouse for tea?"

"How does the third sister know?"

Feng Tao smiled and said, "The place where the carriage stopped is not far from the Qingxin Teahouse. ”

"Aren't there several teahouses?"

"The lotus root flour osmanthus cake that my eldest sister sent me is the taste of Qingxin Teahouse when I taste it."

Feng Cheng smiled and shook his head: "You will eat." ”

"It's the lotus root flour osmanthus cake that is particularly delicious." Speaking of this, Feng Tao was a little regretful, "It's a pity that the price of that house has suddenly increased, and the owner is a little black-hearted." ”

Prices? Black heart?

Feng Cheng suddenly understood the reason why the teahouse was deserted.

"Eldest sister, are you going to drink tea alone?" Thinking of being left behind by the eldest sister, Feng Tao was very resentful.

Although the eldest sister brought back delicious refreshments for her, isn't it good for her to accompany the eldest sister to drink tea and chat and eat snacks?

"With a friend, there's something to talk about."

As soon as she heard that there was something serious, Feng Tao stopped asking, and made an appointment to go out for tea together next time, and left satisfied.

Feng Cheng thought about what was going to happen tomorrow, and he was in a good mood, and he went to sleep after freshening up.

Early the next morning, the big drum in front of the gate of Shuncheonfu was beaten.

The man who played the drum was a well-dressed middle-aged man, and soon he was brought in by the officials, leaving only a group of curious people who quickly gathered around to watch the lively discussion.

"Who is in the hall and why are you beating the drums?" Shuntian Mansion Yin, who was sitting in the hall, asked in a deep voice.

The man knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Qiyu, the grass people's name is Yang Wu, and they came to beat the drum to report Ouyang Qing for murdering for money. ”

As soon as he heard that there was a murder, Shuntian Mansion Yin immediately paid attention to it, and pointed at Yang Wudao: "You should say it carefully!" ”

"Caomin and Ouyang Qing are friends, yesterday at noon, his family made wine, and in the evening we continued to drink, but we heard him say——"

"Say what?"

Yang Wu said with a nervous face: "Hearing him say that today is thanks to the pair of short-lived master servants who went to Beijing to find relatives, the grass people felt strange, so they asked what was going on, and he said that he killed the pair of master and servant and got a windfall, so he had the money to send his son to study in the good school......"

The more Shuntianfu Yin listened, the more solemn his expression became.

"At that time, he drank too much, and the grass people only thought it was bragging, but the more he thought about it when he came home, the more he felt that something was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

The grass people thought of the gossip they had heard before, saying that Ouyang Qing was originally a butcher, and although his life was better than that of the neighbors, he was still far from being rich, but he didn't expect that one day he would suddenly become rich...... The more the grass people thought about it, the more frightened they became, and they felt that Ouyang Qing was probably not drunk, but drunk and spit out the truth. The grass people thought about it all night, and they didn't dare to hide it because it was a matter of human life, so they came to report to the official as soon as it was dawn. ”

"What else did he say?" Shuntianfu Yin saw that Yang Wu was right, and believed most of it.

It doesn't matter if Ouyang Qing is drunk or bragging or not, Yang Wu dares to come to the drum to report to the official, and it is unlikely that what he heard is nonsense.

In fact, Yang Wuzheng was nervous, because Ouyang Qing's words of spitting out the truth after drinking were nonsense.

Ouyang Qing fell asleep after drinking too much, how could he say this.

He was completely according to the explanation of the mysterious nobleman, but he really knelt under the lobby to know what it meant to be nervous.

Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, he can complete the nobleman's explanation well, and he will be able to get rich overnight like Ouyang Qing.

Yang Wu silently cheered himself up, lowered his head and said, "He still said...... The master and servant were buried under the pomegranate tree in the courtyard! ”

"Really?" When Shuntianfu Yin heard this, he believed it even more.

Even the place where the body is buried has been said, and bragging generally can't be so detailed.

Yang Wu hesitated: "But then he said that people were buried in the firewood room-"

Shuntianfu Yin frowned: "Is it under the pomegranate tree or the firewood house?" ”

Yang Wu looked embarrassed: "The grass people are not sure, he said it was a pomegranate tree for a while, and a firewood house for a while." ”

Shuntianfu Yin thought about it and was no longer embarrassed.

Since it's either under the pomegranate tree or in the firewood house, just dig it all up and take a look.

"Where does Ouyang Qing's family live?"

Yang Wu hurriedly reported his address.

Shuntian Mansion Yin immediately ordered his subordinates to take people to Ouyang Qing's house, with Yang Wu leading the way.

At this time, Feng Cheng was meeting with Ouyang Jing on Changying Street.

"Sister Feng, this is for you." Ouyang Jing handed over a bamboo basket covered with a cloth towel.

Feng Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, and suddenly felt that his hand sank, and when he lifted the cloth towel, he saw a basket full of pomegranates.

"I said before that I would invite Sister Feng to taste the pomegranate when it is ripe, and now is the sweetest time."

Feng Cheng stared at the pomegranate with a complicated look: "No wonder Sister Ouyang asked me to go shopping, I still remember it." ”

"Of course I won't forget." Ouyang Jing smiled sincerely and sighed in her heart.

Originally, it was most convenient to invite Sister Feng to play at home, but she always suspected that her eldest brother had a mind after seeing Sister Feng that day, so in order not to cause trouble for Sister Feng, she still forgot it.

"Thank you, Sister Ouyang." Feng Cheng handed the basket to Xiao Yu, "Let's go to Lu Shengxiang and have a look, I heard that there is a new smell again." ”

"Okay."

The two went to Lu Shengxiang, and then went to the Cutting Cloud Fang, and walked around all the shops that the girls in the neighborhood were interested in, and then they were ready to go home.

"I'll send Sister Ouyang back."

Ouyang Jing subconsciously refused: "Don't bother Sister Feng, I hired a carriage." ”

With the Ouyang family's family background, it is a bit wasteful to specialize in car maintenance, and it is convenient and affordable to hire a car.

"The hired carriage is as comfortable as my own, I will send Sister Ouyang to the door and go back."

Hearing Feng Cheng say this, Ouyang Jing no longer refused.

The two took the emerald carriage to Ouyang's house, but when they arrived outside the house, they found that it was crowded with people.

"Sister Feng, there seems to be something in my family—" Ouyang Jing hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and hurried over.