Chapter 150: Missing
The alley was dim, lit only by the lantern of a house at the beveled corner, and the light snow, which at first looked like dust, gradually grew larger, like goose feathers, and slowly fell in the faint light.
The fingers hidden in the sleeves curled up, the nails pierced the flesh, and the marks were imprinted, Liang Tian's body moved slightly, biting his lower lip, and said in a low voice, "If you want to seek death, what does it have to do with me." โ
Liang Tian wanted to turn around and run away again, but inadvertently looked at Shang Siming's eyes full of loneliness, his heart moved, and finally stopped, and said, "You can live well in the future, don't come to me again." โ
"How do you make me feel good. The matter of Mincheng is my fault, you give me another chance, and we will be fine. I have also arranged the house in the city, if you want to live here, you can go to Tong'an with me. Siming pulled Liang Tian with a pleading tone.
With only that moment of tenderness, Liang Tian gathered his body again and walked towards the entrance of the alley, leaving only one sentence, "Don't see each other again from now on, let's forget about it." โ
It turned out that she was so reluctant to pester her by herself, so it was better to break it all, Siming gritted her teeth and said, "What about your silver, didn't you say that it was all your belongings?" Three days later, I'll be waiting for you in the Huan Garden, and I'll come and get it if you want. โ
Liang Tian didn't stop, he still walked out of the alley, and after a while, he could hear the sound of horses' hooves and walked farther and farther.
At this time, another person at the entrance of the alley also came out of the shadows and said to Siming, "Prince Wang, please don't forget that the owner still needs you. โ
Siming glanced at the place where Liang Tian disappeared again, turned around, looked at Quan Gui'er who came out of the shadows with some gloom, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, let's go back." โ
Looking at the snowflakes fluttering in the sky, Quan Guier took an umbrella and came out, supported it with Siming, got into the carriage, and went back to the house in the south of the city.
The house in the south of the city was brightly lit, and there were guys waiting outside the door, seeing Siming and the two coming back, they came and went, which made Siming, who had been used to being quiet, a little unaccustomed.
These hands were naturally not hired by Siming with money on hand, but were brought over from the Long family by Quan Gui'er behind him, and Siming was just served by these people, and he couldn't tell anything.
When Siming fled from Baidi City, the house was unguarded, and there were often pickpockets who climbed over the wall to get in and go to the room to get something, and the cook at home was also unclean, which made Siming lose a lot of his previous collections.
The Bihua Pavilion in the eastern suburbs is slightly better, and most of the things left there are still there, but the guests who come to the door are gradually fewer, and there are shopkeepers who come to persuade the owner to pretend to sell this inn first, and change the owner to maintain the reputation of the past.
Siming was really annoyed by these things, he knew that he would lose something, but he didn't expect this result to be a little worse than he expected, Bihua Pavilion can't ask for it, even if he can find a boss on the bright side, after going to Tong'an to do things, he can't take care of this side, it's better to let go now, and go to Tong'an after changing it to cash.
After experiencing this, Siming also somewhat understood his position on the chessboard, even if he had done so many things for the Ma family, he would not be jealous and abandon him.
The new housekeeper's surname is Dai, who was originally a guy of the Long family's errands, and had some friendship with Quan Gui'er in previous years, so he took the initiative to come here on an errand this time, hoping that Siming, who was a little related to the owner, could get closer to Tong'an.
As soon as Siming and Quan Gui'er got out of the car, the housekeeper also came out, handed a list to Siming, and said, "This is an object that can still be found in the house, the owner will see what is missing, draw up a list, and I will let people go to the black market to touch it again." I also found some things from the cook, and she took them as some more, and when it was dawn tomorrow, she would let people redeem them, but did the cook want to send them to the government? โ
Siming glanced at the list and replied casually, "Don't use it yet, keep an eye on her, sooner or later this account will have to be settled with her original master." When he walked to the courtyard, he asked, "Has anyone been here in the afternoon?" โ
"There is a person who calls himself Miss Jin and has come over with some things, saying that he is for Childe to catch the wind and wash the dust, I will put it in the guest room first, does Childe want to go and see?"
Siming, who was about to walk in the hall, turned around and went to the guest room again, looking at a large number of four treasures of the study on the table, not to mention his intentions, he just moved some from his study, but he also looked down on his anger.
With a cold snort, Siming went back to the hall and said to the housekeeper, "Send these things back, I don't need them." If it weren't for the intervention of the Long family and the ins and outs of this matter to Siming, Siming wouldn't know that the Jin girl said the proper method, which was the kind of way to take risks to fulfill her.
When Miss Jin was planning this behind her back, she didn't reveal any emotions to Siming, and pretended to get along with herself like before, which can be regarded as the person who buried herself very deep in the Ma family.
I never studied her in the past, but I thought she was really a big lady who enjoyed the comfort of her parents, and she was a kind-hearted girl like her mother, and she didn't know that she didn't take other people's lives seriously like this, and she would kill people when she talked and laughed.
"Is there anyone over there in Bihua Pavilion?" In the end, it was an inn that he ran by himself, and Siming still wanted to transfer it out by himself.
The shopkeeper Dai paused, and he couldn't figure out the new master's thoughts, so he said truthfully, "No one has come to see yet, the shopkeeper over there has sent a message in the afternoon, saying that someone will come to see tomorrow, it is an owner in the western suburbs, but the owner is outside, and someone will be sent to talk." โ
An owner in the western suburbs, the Lu family? Autumn family? Unlike those who have spare money recently, most of the people living in the western suburbs are some families who barely survive on the meager property of their ancestors.
"Which family?" Siming couldn't think of any family coming to this shop for a while.
"There's no news coming from there, it's said that the ancestor is Baidi City, and then he went outside and came back." Steward Dai replied.
It's just a small inn, and it's still here, Siming frowned, and felt that she was so ruthless tonight, she couldn't do this, so she didn't think about it anymore.
"Is there anyone else in the Ma family today?" When Siming came back two days ago, he relied on the Long family's team to show his face well, and the Long family took action behind the lawsuit, and it was already rumored in the city that this person had climbed the east wind of the Long family again.
"Only the eldest son of the Ma family sent someone to deliver the post." Steward Dai said and handed the post to Siming.
Siming took it apart and looked at it, and asked Siming to go to Huan Garden tomorrow afternoon. In the end, he is a brother with some feelings, whether he is rich or poor, he will come to see himself first, and I don't know if he is also on his side at that time, believing that he will not harm the lives of innocent people.
The snow kept falling in the middle of the night, and Siming resumed his previous routine, falling asleep on the third watch, and getting up again to light the lamp on the fifth watch.
This morning, Siming didn't spend time at the desk, ate some pastries to fill his stomach, and went out with a lantern, and didn't let anyone follow, and walked to the north of the city alone.
There have always been a lot of clouds and mist in Baidi City, and it is a winter morning, although Siming is lanterns, the faint light is not enough to illuminate the road ahead, and it is only with his understanding of the road that Siming can move forward. After walking north for a while, the fog gradually cleared a little, and there were some early pedestrian carriages on the road.
The road became more and more noisy, and finally ushered in the first rays of sunshine in winter, sprinkled on the earth, and even more pale.
Siming walked all the way, but it was also warm, and when he saw that he was about to reach the Ma family's house, he went around the alley again, went to another road, and came to the front of a dilapidated house, pushed the door and entered, and there were already fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys waiting there.
"Have you waited a long time?" Siming blew out the lantern and stepped forward to speak.
The young man was looking at the sky, but when he saw Siming coming, he turned his head and said with a smile, "Third brother, welcome back." โ
Siming also smiled, and also looked at the Vashon that was blooming on the tiles, which was already much denser than in previous years, and it was growing very vigorously.
"How's it going over there? Did I give you any trouble when I left? Siming, who has always been relied on, always needs others, but he was in a hurry at that time, and he didn't have time to thank him.
"No, my sister said that Xiao Jian took this matter over, and recently they have been busy dealing with other things, and no one has noticed me." Ming Xin replied, and after a while, he said with some sadness, "I already know about Uncle Wu, and I have sent someone to find the body." Third brother, you don't have to blame yourself too much, there is no way to meet a bandit on a snowy day, but fortunately you escaped. โ
Siming nodded, and suddenly said, "On the way, he said he had an eight-year-old son? Take me to meet him, he always sent me to Tong'an to have this misfortune. โ
ยทยทยท There was silence for a while, and after a long time, Ming Xin said, "Third brother, you still don't show up, if that kid knows about this, he will always complain about you." It's good to leave the maintenance to us, if the third brother can't get over in his heart, then prepare some things and I'll send them over for you, just do your best. โ
Siming handed a silver ticket and a jade pendant to Ming Xin, and said, "That's fine, you let him bring this jade pendant, and if he encounters any difficulties in the future, he will come to me directly." โ
Mingxin took the jade pendant, looked at the distant mountains that were becoming clearer and clearer, and asked, "Third brother, are you going to see your uncle today?" I heard that Lin Liang say. โ
"Lin Liang?" This is fast, Siming handed over the post to let him know so quickly, even Mingxin needs to get some news from him.
"Well, since you left, he has become more powerful in front of the uncle. It's just that I've heard that he's still so restless that he's doing some dirty things in the tea garden. โ