readx;? The Peng Mansion is huge, with corridors and walkways intertwined, and there are garden rockeries and pools, which divide the entire mansion, but make the whole mansion seem to be like a bastic array, if you are not familiar with the terrain, you will really get lost in it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, Yang Jing and Feng Ruochen had planned the route in advance, and at this time, the two of them were like two fish chasing each other and playing in the messy aquatic plants, shuttling between the lights of the Peng Mansion and the patrol courtyard.

They avoided the lights, avoided the patrolling guards, sometimes into the darkness, sometimes over the beams of the house, and several times almost confronted the guards, but they were all able to dodge them.

Yang Jing's main target this time was the small farm yard in the vegetable garden, which was where Yan Lichun lived and the forbidden land of Peng's mansion, except for Yan Lichun, no one dared to set foot in half a step, if Yan Lichun wanted to hide something, the farm yard was definitely the first choice.

However, before going to the farmhouse courtyard, Yang Jing still has one more thing to do, and in Yang Jing's opinion, this matter is more important than investigating the real murderer of the serial series!

He took Feng Ruochen to the bathroom where he bathed during the day, and from the bathroom he walked through the large courtyard, where the male servants lived.

Although these rows of bungalows are not crude, compared with other buildings in Pengfu, these bungalows are like a hairy birthmark on the body of a mutton fat beauty, which looks out of place and spoils the scenery.

People say that the prime minister's concierge is a seven-grade official, and the servants are also hierarchical, and the same is true for the slaves and maids in the Peng Mansion, such as the chief steward and the big maid ring, who can serve the master close and manage the affairs of the mansion, and the status and treatment are naturally more advanced than other slaves.

They have their own independent residence, which may be inconspicuous in the Peng Mansion, but compared with ordinary people outside, it is a hundred times better.

However, a large number of low-level slaves like Xiao Liu can only live in the same room, and everyone is like a row of straight salted fish, sleeping in a large bunk, and a large bunk can sleep at least seven or eight people.

There are at least five or six bunks in this row of bungalows, which means that in this courtyard, at least thirty or forty low-level slaves of the level of Xiaoliu live, and this is only a miscellaneous male servant, and the number of maids is even larger!

When Yang Jing came to the front of the bungalow, he saw that the windows of the room were wide open, and through the lantern outside, he could see the servants sleeping soundly on the bunk.

Because of the hot weather, even the maids dared to open the doors and windows to sleep, and these manservants were even less afraid.

There is still a smell of burning wormwood in the room, which should be used to repel mosquitoes, mixed with the smell of stinky feet, it is very stuffy, there is a wooden toilet in the corner of the room, and there is a small incense burner on the windowsill next to it, which is supposed to be used to cover up the smell of the toilet.

"Sister Feng, help me close all the windows!" Yang Jing whispered, but he came to the edge of the windowsill, took out a black plaster from his arms, and threw it into the incense burner.

Although I don't know what Yang Jing came to this room to do, Feng Ruochen is a habitual thief, and he knew Yang Jing's intentions without thinking about it, he wanted to put incense!

Storytellers in the neighborhood often add oil and vinegar, saying that some gentlemen on the beam are accustomed to using a blowpipe to release smoke, and the powder is put in the blowpipe, poking a hole in the window paper, and blowing inside, the people in the room will be immediately fascinated.

However, Feng Ruochen knew that this effect was extremely difficult to achieve, unless the room was extremely cramped and the medicinal power of the smoke was strong enough.

With her life experience, she has never seen such a fragrance, so what the storyteller says is just an exaggeration from hearsay.

Instead, she became interested in Yang Jing's incense, she knew that Yang Jing had taken over Zhou Wenfang's medicine garden, and Yang Jing, a pusher, seemed to have a lot of insight into medicine, but she had never seen a paste-like incense.

But she soon saw the effect, after Yang Jing put in the incense, the room suddenly diffused an extremely good smell, that is a kind of indescribable smell, as if it is not actively inhaled, but the smell has its own spirituality, actively looking for nostrils, and constantly burrowing into people's hearts and lungs.

"What do you want to do?" Feng Ruochen flashed to Yang Jing's side, asked in a low voice, but Yang Jing didn't answer, tore off the masked towel, copied it into the water tank by the window, soaked it and then covered his mouth and nose, opened the window slightly, and jumped in.

Yang Jing walked quickly on the edge of the Chase Shop, touched every sleeping person, entered empty-handed, and returned empty-handed, but Feng Ruochen by the window was stunned.

Yang Jing saw her expression, and she didn't explain too much, she took out a paper bag from her arms, approached Feng Ruochen's ear, and whispered a few words, Feng Ruochen was even more incredulous.

"Impossible, right?" Feng Ruochen's voice couldn't help but be full of surprise, but looking at Yang Jing's serious eyes, it didn't look like a joke.

She didn't reach out to pick up Yang Jing's incense paper bag, for clever thieves, incense was just an inferior means.

"I'll come when I go. Feng Ruochen said to Yang Jing, then left the courtyard of the male servant, quickly turned over the courtyard, and soon came to the maid's room.

The door of the room was ajar, the window was not opened, and through the crack in the door, it could be seen that the maids were also asleep, and although it was hot, they could not sleep naked like the male servants.

These maids were all dressed in obscene clothes, and their legs were covered with thin quilts, and when Feng Ruochen opened the door, he still saw patches of snow-white flesh, and seven or eight maids were lying side by side like white fish, and some of them were unconsciously hugging each other, making a soft and even breathing sound.

Feng Ruochen walked in so naturally, like an ordinary maid who peed at night, as if she was one of them.

She took off her clothes and put them on the hanger by the door, and then went to the bunk, and lay down, leaning against the girl who was sleeping on the outside, and she put her arms around the girl from behind, and the girl just murmured, apparently used to it.

Feng Ruochen's hand touched up from the girl's slender waist, and then reached into her dirty clothes, the girl was sweaty, a little sticky, she felt Feng Ruochen's hand, but did not resist, but skillfully grabbed Feng Ruochen's hand, let Feng Ruochen's hand grope under her dirty clothes, and finally stopped on her chest.

The touch from her fingertips was so clear, but Feng Ruochen's mood couldn't be calmed down for a long time, she finally couldn't help it, like Yang Jing, touched all the girls on the Chase shop, and then with a very complicated mood, put on her clothes and left the courtyard of the maids.

At this time, Yang Jing had already explored all the rooms of the male servants, and squatted in the shadow of the courtyard, and when he saw Feng Ruochen coming back, he walked over.

"What's the matter? Am I wrong?" Yang Jing looked at Feng Ruochen calmly, the latter shook his head, then nodded, and after a while, he whispered with indignation: "What a vicious woman!"

Yang Jing had already gotten the answer from this sentence, glanced at the huge courtyard, and then said: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, whether she can get the punishment she deserves depends on us!"

Saying this, Yang Jing left the yard and sneaked towards the vegetable garden with Feng Ruochen, only to find that the vegetable garden was tight on the outside and loose on the inside, and the guards were extremely strict, not only there were several guards at the door, but there were also people patrolling around the vegetable garden!

They can survey the terrain, but there is no way to obtain the number of guards and the time interval between changing guards and patrols in a short period of time.

He couldn't help but look at Feng Ruochen, but the latter smiled contemptuously, and then disappeared into the darkness, and soon came to the wall in the middle of the vegetable garden.

Yang Jing was about to chase after him, but he saw Feng Ruochen break off a tile and fell to the ground hard!

"Smack!"

The sound of the tile shattering was heard clearly, and the guards around them became alert, and they immediately noticed the wind and dust on the wall!

"What people!"

"How daring!"

"Catch him!"

The guards gathered in the direction of the wind and dust, their footsteps heavy and chaotic, and the sonorous sound of drawing their blades made people's scalps tingle!

Yang Jing thought that Feng Ruochen was exploring the way for him, but he didn't expect that Feng Ruochen was to lure all the guards over!

Feng Ruochen came and went without a trace, and he was very capable, so he shouldn't be caught easily, Yang Jing naturally couldn't let go of this excellent opportunity, and took advantage of the chaos of the guards, decisively turned over, and jumped into the vegetable garden.

Because he had been here during the day, Yang Jing was already very familiar with the vegetable garden, but he was not sure if there were any guards in the vegetable garden, so he had to lie on the ground, observing the surrounding situation while crawling towards the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

Under the cover of the vegetable furrow, Yang Jing crawled for a while, and finally determined that the vegetable garden was indeed tight on the outside and loose on the inside, and there were no guards inside.

Yang Jing stood up, walked all the way with his waist bent, and soon came to the isolation zone, for fear that Yan Lichun would do something on the secret firewood door, so he followed the method in the daytime, pushed away the melon vines, and drilled under the bamboo shelf.

The enchanting sea of flowers is like a femme fatale, gently swaying in the moonlight, exuding a very seductive color and style.

Yang Jing couldn't help but be amazed, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and walked quickly to the farmhouse courtyard.

He had already been to this small farm yard once, but he only didn't enter the door, and he didn't know the situation inside, let alone if Yan Lichun would sleep in it.

Yang Jing came to the door, his ears were close to the door panel, and he listened with bated breath for a while, but there was no movement inside.

A familiar aroma suddenly poured into Yang Jing's nose from the crack in the door, Yang Jing couldn't wait to inhale this aroma deep into his lungs, but remembering that this smoke was like a beauty that could not be shaken off, Yang Jing still resisted the impulse in his heart, tore off the face towel that had been dried, and went to the courtyard to wet it with water, and then carefully entered the room.

The room was very dim, Yang Jing couldn't hear the sound of breathing, and after confirming that Yan Lichun was not in the room, he closed the windows and covered them with a tablecloth, which lit an oil lamp.

The lights dispel the darkness, the scenery of the room is in full view, this master bedroom is not big, the front half is the hall, there are tables and chairs and some large cabinets, there is a screen in the middle, and behind the screen should be the bedroom.

Yang Jing walked to the edge of the table, glanced at it, and saw that there was a fan on the table, so he broke the wooden handle of the fan, wrapped it in cloth, and stuffed it into his belt.

He wanted to search those cabinets, but after thinking about it, he decided to take a look at the bedroom first, but just by glancing, Yang Jing's hairs stood on end!

Because there was a white man lying on the bed, even through the mosquito net, he could see the lines of the woman's beautiful body!