Yuan Wei is a child born to Mrs. Yuan when she was close to forty years old, she is gifted and intelligent, knows everything about the four arts of the study, and has a beautiful appearance and a beautiful face, so she is deeply loved by Master Yuan.

At the beginning, Yuan Changli didn't take this sister in his eyes, the two of them were more than ten years apart, and Yuan Wei was a girl, so even if she was born to Mrs. Yuan, it would not threaten her status.

But as Yuan Wei grew up day by day, Yuan Changli's mood also changed, because he overheard his father mention the matter of giving Yuan Wei a son-in-law.

That night, through the door of the house that was not completely closed, he heard Master Yuan talking to himself to the tablet of Mrs. Yuan, who had already gone to the immortal, he said: "Wei'er is also about to get married, these days I always think, compared to those noble sons-in-law, it is better to choose an ordinary family for her, it is best to come to our family, let this little couple take over the Yuan family's property together." In this way, I can see my daughter every day, I don't have to worry about her being bullied by my in-laws, and you can rest assured in the spirit of heaven. ”

Yuan Changli, who heard these words, was like five thunderbolts, he originally thought that his father loved his sister again, at most he would give her more money to help her buy a dowry, but he never expected that his father would have the idea of recruiting money, and he would hand over all the Yuan family's property to Yuan Wei.

That day, Yuan Changli drank all night, and when he woke up the next day, he became more and more depressed and decadent. Therefore, after making several mistakes one after another, Yuan Daoqiao no longer let him take care of things, and only let him watch the business of the store.

Yuan Changli seems to have become a dispensable person, he comes late and returns early, and the so-called "business watch" is to sit on a chair in the store every day to drive away a few annoying flies. Of course, his performance is contemptible, especially Yuan Daoqiao, who often scolds this unsuccessful son in front of his subordinates and does not save him a little face. Over time, even the people began to despise Yuan Changli, and sometimes, even the guys in the shop could count him down a few words.

But today, when Yuan Changli came to Yongsheng Kite Shop, he changed his appearance.

He wore a blue forged robe, a long lake-colored belt around his waist, a handkerchief tied at the back, and his hair was neatly tied behind his head, which was much better than his usual hanging appearance.

The change in appearance is secondary, and what is even more surprising is his demeanor......

Yuan Changli is now in good spirits, his back is a little straighter than before, and the lingering decadence on his face has dissipated. Now, his eyes sparkled, especially when he looked at a dusty kite, and this look turned into a touch of cruelty, which frightened a few of the little servants who had been disrespectful to him before hurriedly walked towards the back hall.

"You guys, come here."

Yuan Changli obviously didn't intend to let go of anyone who neglected his duties, he pointed at a few small people and hooked them over.

Little guys, you look at me, I look at you, and finally came to Yuan Changli slowly, "Young Master, what do you command?" Several people smiled shyly and earnestly asked Yuan Changli to show him.

"The kite has fallen into dust, who is in charge of cleaning the shop today?" Yuan Changli sat down on the chair he usually sat on, and did not raise his head, only leaned over and flicked off the dust on the hem of his clothes.

"I ...... It's me. A small fellow raised his hand tremblingly.

"It's you," Yuan Changli tilted his head to look at him for a while, and suddenly shouted loudly to the back hall, "Give him this month's monthly money and let him go." Also, take all the account books, my father has been unwell recently, and I want to take care of the Yuan family's property on behalf of his old man. ”

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When the young man came out of the Yongsheng kite shop with the package, he was still muttering and complaining: "Phew, let you be such a waste person in charge, the business of the shop will be yellow sooner or later, don't let the master do it, the master won't do it anymore, so I don't have to die here with you." ”

As he spoke, he cursed and walked away, oblivious to the fact that the two men on horseback behind him had heard his complaint word for word.

"Childe," Bao Tian glanced at the shop and whispered, "It seems that the news we heard is correct, as soon as Yuan Wei died, the biggest benefit was her half-brother Yuan Changli, you see his proud appearance, but it is very different from the last time we saw him." ”

Zhao Zimai tapped the horse's belly with his heel, drove the horse forward, and said to Baotian who followed, "Even so, it doesn't mean anything, Yuan Wei's death is likely to be just an accident." But no matter what, you still have to keep an eye on Yuan Changli these days, and if he has any abnormal behavior, you have to report to me in time. ”

Before Baotian could agree, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps in front of him, and then, several people who looked like servants came out of the crowd, saw Zhao Zimai, and hurriedly saluted, ran to his horse and whispered, "Lord Zhao, traces of the wooden harrier have been found in the orchard near the city, Lord Cao has already led people to rush over, and he asked the little one to inform you." ”

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It is the season when the fruit is ripe, and the apples that are coated with rouge hang on the branches, and from a distance, they look like red clouds clinging to the branches, and they look very delicate against the blue sky.

The aroma of fruit came to the nose and made people dizzy, but in this rich aroma, there was another smell - blood. It was accompanied by a burst of mournful wails, and the sound passed through the fruit forest and fell on the ears of Zhao Zimai, who had just come off the horse.

"My lord, this morning a peasant woman came to the yamen to report the case, and according to her, the old man of their family was killed, leaving only a human skin." The official guarding the gate of the orchard saw Zhao Zi stepping off his horse and hurriedly stepped forward to report the case.

"Tell me more." Zhao Zimai said to him as he walked towards the forest.

The woman said that her old man was the keeper of the orchard and was in charge of keeping vigil on weekdays. However, when she went to bring him food this morning, she found that the old man was not in the hut where he usually lived, but the bedding was open, and it was evident that something had led him out in the middle of his sleep. So the woman went out into the woods to look for people, and after walking less than half a mile, she found the old man's body. ”

At this point, the servant swallowed his spit, and continued, "The man was hanging from an apple tree, and his clothes were piled at his feet, so at first the woman thought that the old man had hanged himself." But when I got closer, I found that the old man's flesh and blood were gone, only a piece of skin remained, because his head was pierced by a branch, so he didn't let the mountain wind blow away. ”