This time, Xiao Xuzi thought about it carefully, shook his head again, and said, "I don't know what the situation is with the minions in the backyard." There is only one Zhao Xiaoquan in the front yard. ”

After Chen Guo left, Xiao Xuzi was responsible for the things in the front yard.

"Go and call Mama Guo." Mao Tongtong commanded again.

If she didn't find out all the possibilities tonight, she couldn't sleep well.

Such a big thing happened in the house, and Mama Guo naturally didn't rest. As soon as Mao Tongtong passed here, she came over quickly.

"Mama Guo, among these minions in our backyard, who have recently left the house? Do you have any leave of absence today or tomorrow? Mao Tongtong asked.

"Wait a minute, the slave maid will go and check the booklet." Guo Mama said.

"Well, just look at the last two months." Mao Tongtong said.

"Okay." Mama Guo responded.

Two months happened to be the time of Hongdun's accident. After that, all the minions who left the house should be investigated.

During the time when Mama Guo was waiting, Mao Tongtong showed tiredness again.

According to her biological clock, she should go to bed at this hour. But today, I have been running around, and my brain has not stopped thinking, and I really can't keep up with some energy.

"Green onions, green seedlings, what's the situation in our yard?" Mao Tongtong squinted and leaned on the soft couch and asked.

"Back to the master, we didn't find anything suspicious in Yile Garden." Green onion road.

Mao Tongtong nodded, she thought so in her heart.

Although she has always been kind to the minions on weekdays, she is not strict. But the rules are strict. As long as you follow the rules, everything is easy to say. If the rules are violated, it is dealt with mercilessly. Therefore, in the seemingly relaxed environment, in fact, everything is a rule. Human resilience is actually very powerful. When all people are accustomed to this pattern, they don't feel that the rules are a constraint.

In addition, Yile Yuan has Mama Luo, a grandmother who came out of the palace, in charge, and it can also shock people. So Mao Tongtong is still very relieved about the minions of Yile Garden.

But having said that, I'm afraid that if something goes wrong. So for the sake of insurance, she still asked Shallot and Miao to search Yile Garden.

Now that she learned that the result was good, she was still secretly relieved in her heart.

Mama Guo was back soon.

"Master, the records of these two months are on this. The slave maid has just made a rough calculation, and there are a total of five slaves who have left the house in two months. One of the people who has left the house in the past ten days is Zhao Tiezhu in Mrs. Zhang's courtyard. No one will ask for leave tomorrow or tomorrow. ”

"It's Zhao Tiezhu again!" Mao Tongtong frowned.

It was a coincidence. This pair of cousins, one left the house ten days ago, and the other left the house today. The last time Hongdun fell ill, the two were also sneaky.

took the booklet in Mama Guo's hand and looked at it carefully, Mao Tongtong said to Xiao Xuzi: "All the minions in the house who have taken leave for the past two months have been investigated. Verify that the reason they used to take time off is genuine. Zhao Xiaoquan and Zhao Tiezhu as the focus! ”

"Yes, the slave knows." Xiao Xuzi nodded.

"Okay, it's been a hard day. Go back and rest. Pay more attention to the situation in the house, and if you feel suspicious, report to me as soon as possible. Mao Tongtong admonished again.

Xiao Xuzi and Mama Guo both responded.

When everyone retreated, Mao Tongtong left Mama Luo alone.

"Master, but there is still something to explain?"

"Tomorrow, I will go to Zhuangzi to see the song of the warbler." Mao Tongtong said.

Mama Luo looked at Mao Tongtong in surprise, and the latter nodded, "She didn't die, she just sent it out." At the beginning, my father and I suspected that there was something wrong with someone in the house. originally wanted to use the song of the warbler to lure the people behind the scenes. As a result, nothing was found. Yingge has been on the Zhuangzi and has not returned. ”

"Okay, the slave knows." Mama Luo nodded and said, "The slave maid will go tomorrow." The master is also tired today, so you should rest early. ”

"Hmm. Mama also rests. Mao Tongtong nodded.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, but I felt that the whole person was extremely tired.

"Master, the slave will give you a massage." Qingzhu came over and said.

"I want to take a hot bath." Mao Tongtong said.

"Now?" Qingzhu was a little surprised. It is winter, the night is deep, and according to the custom of the ancients, this time is not bathing.

"Yes, now." Mao Tongtong nodded, "I'm tired and want to take a hot bath to relieve my fatigue." ”

"Okay, slave maid, let people prepare." Qingzhu said busily.

There is a lot of hot water to prepare for winter bathing. The kitchen was immediately busy. Hot water was not as readily available at this time as it is today. Several large stoves were busy.

When the hot water was ready, Mao Tongtong was about to fall asleep lying on the soft couch.

When he was wrapped in hot water, Mao Tongtong couldn't help but think of the eighth master. At this moment, she wished that the eighth master could be by her side. It turned out that unconsciously, the eighth master had become the person she relied on the most in her heart.

And the eighth master, who was worried about Mao Tongtong, couldn't sleep at this time.

The sudden heavy snowfall had a great impact on the dam repair and reservoir works. The soil on the embankment is frozen, and it is not easy to construct at all.

Fowling has been trying to figure out what to do for the past two days. But sometimes people are really powerless in the face of nature.

The eighth master was also very anxious because of this. Although he is a layman, he can't just watch. If the construction period here is too delayed, this errand will not be completed.

At this time, he felt that something was wrong, and that the days to come would only get colder and colder, and the snow would become heavier, and the construction of the river embankment would not be carried out at all. Hasn't anyone thought about it?

"Huh? Maybe it's oversight. At that time, when the emperor decreed it, the weather was not so cold. I thought that if I had enough manpower, I would be able to complete it before winter. This is how Fulima replied.

"Negligence?" The eighth master frowned. Such an oversight is simply too low-level. He doesn't know as a layman, what about Kangxi? He doesn't know either? What about the fourth master who has experience in river work? It's not clear either? Why hasn't anyone mentioned it?

"If we continue like this, we will return in vain. We can only continue when it warms up next spring. "The eighth master said.

"Next year? That's going to have to wait months! And the silver of the court has been approved. Put it to the local officials, and it is not clear how much will be left by then. "Blessed Spirit.

"I have to write a recital for Huang Ama!" The eighth master said with a calm face. It really didn't work, so he returned to Beijing with the silver he had allocated!

"Lord Belle, don't worry. The snow has stopped for the past two days, and there seem to be signs of clearing. Our embankment is only reinforced, and the amount of work is not large, so we may still be able to complete it in a hurry. "If the weather doesn't work in a few days, it's not too late to write a note." ”