In autumn, the weather gets colder and colder.

When it's cold, people are always sleepy, but Jin Jiaojiao is more serious than others, and it doesn't take long after dark to start yawning after dinner. Zhao Bingyu hugged Kong Qier and chatted with the old man and the old lady, making the two laugh, Xi'er handed over the freshly canned soup woman, Jin Jiaojiao took it and stuffed it into her arms, and yawned again.

Sleepy!

When her grandmother saw that she was really tired, she told her to sleep early, and that it was enough for them to have their grandson-in-law and great-grandchildren with them.

That attitude was a 360-degree turn, especially my grandfather, the appreciation and affection revealed in his eyes were almost overflowing, and he was so tired of panicking.

Jin Jiaojiao even felt that what happened in the first day was like a yellow sorghum. She couldn't understand it more and more, thinking that if there was really a demon, Jin Jiaojiao glanced at Zhao Bingyu, who was talking and laughing, then he must be a fox spirit, and I don't know what kind of ecstasy was cast on everyone.

But she didn't have anything to be jealous of, and the current result was what she had always dreamed of, saving her some effort to maneuver around. new

As for the attitude of the second elder's mutation, how could they not like the people she loved.

Jin Jiaojiao was satisfied to go back to the house to realize her dream of Zhou Gong, so she didn't notice when Zhao Bingyu returned to the house, how many days did he leave, and the light feather-like kiss that fell on her forehead.

Zhao Bingyu thought that he had done it seamlessly, but he still couldn't escape the eyes of one person, and only Nan Qiye noticed his movement outside.

Nan Qiye was silent, added charcoal fire, and sat alone in the courtyard and made a pot of good tea.

The night was quiet, and the wind with the scent of tea blew high into the sky......

Chenjiazhuang is not far from Yangzhou City, and it can be reached by riding a horse for an hour across the river.

The people of Chenjiazhuang make a living by planting tea, the whole Zhuangzi is surrounded by a large area of tea trees, every year in March and April, it attracts a lot of talented and beautiful people to cook tea and compose poems in this tea sea, and the vassal is elegant.

Today, unlike in the past, the sea of tea is still the same, but things are not people.

Looking from afar, I saw two dim lanterns lit on the tea mountain, Liu Xuanhe, who came in the middle of the night, turned over and dismounted and walked there, but the hem of the clothes was scraped by the branches, and he leaned over and found that the tea branches had pruning marks, and continued to investigate to know that the entire tea mountain had been taken care of.

He immediately doubted in his heart, more than half a year has passed since the tragedy of Chenjiazhuang, and the village has been decadent for a long time, why is the tea garden neither decaying nor barbaric? Could it be that the government sent someone to take care of it? Calculating the time, the tea garden should be in a state of seizure now, and it is impossible to dispose of it so early.

Liu Xuanhe continued to walk forward and came to the main gate of the Chen ancestral hall, where the incense was flourishing, and at first glance there was a special person to guard it, which was extremely ironic.

The size of the ancestral hall is like a mountain, pressing people's hearts heavy, hundreds of lives turned into unjust souls overnight, and a gorgeous ancestral hall was used to quell a bloody tragedy, ridiculous!

The ancestral hall is an ordinary ancestral hall, there is nothing wrong, so Liu Xuanhe did not stop much, and went directly to the deserted Chenjiazhuang, the first scene of the crime has long ceased to exist, it is difficult to find clues, he went around the village and found nothing.

Just as he was about to return disappointed, suddenly, the flame of the light flickered to the left, and a black shadow flashed quickly behind the left.

"Who?"

Almost subconsciously asked, Liu Xuanhe immediately extinguished the fire and chased after the left rear.

After chasing out about a mile, he landed in front of the backyard door of a house, and the two doors opened and closed with a creak, apparently someone had just entered.

The man did it lightly, Liu Xuanhe drew his sword out of the sheath, showed a very vigilant heart, and cautiously pushed the door in. There are still traces of fighting in the backyard, the bamboo building back baskets are scattered everywhere, and the shelves for drying tea are covered with cobwebs, which looks ghostly. Although it is dilapidated, it can still be seen that this family is a little more imposing than other households.

Liu Xuanhe suddenly thought, this is, Chen Nian's home!

According to the description of the blood book that Chen Nian brought to the capital, she was hidden by her father in a dry well in the backyard to escape. There is indeed a dry well in the backyard, and the stones of the well are mottled with black traces, like unwilling blood and water melting into the moss growing in the stones. on the wellhead

There are several deep cuts in them, as if they have been cut with a knife.

This kind of blade Liu Xuanhe knows, is the long machete commonly used by the Japanese who stay in the border area to make trouble, than the saber commonly used in the Li Dynasty is wider and thicker, and it will leave such a big gap in the real thing, looking at the depth of a few openings, it is really shocking to think of the scene at that time.

It's just that Liu Xuanhe touched a gap next to him, and that opening was different from others, it was definitely not a trace of the knife used by the Japanese Kou, but more like a weapon with a sawtooth or something like that, sharp and powerful. As usual, the weapons of the Japanese are all unified, and Liu Xuanhe feels a little strange in his heart.

"Woo Woo ......"

At this moment, there was a sound of a dog barking outside the door, superimposed by the sound of footsteps pressing over the dry branches and falling leaves, and was coming to this courtyard. The house was pitch black and could be avoided for a while, and as soon as he got up, he was reflexively pulled into a dark corner where debris was piled up.

"Shhhhhh

"Cousin, it's me."

Liu Xuanhe hurriedly put away the sword in his hand that was about to stab at the other party, and his round and surprised eyes were full of questions.

After a while, a fierce-looking vicious dog broke into the backyard, followed by two cloth-clad men, both of whom in the depths of the corner restrained their breath, and the vicious dog slowed down and panted for a reconnaissance patrol in the yard, and finally squatted at the feet of one of the men.

The other man's face was flushed, his eyes were in a trance, and he was full of alcohol, "Hey, I said that you guy is too sensitive, who will come here in this wilderness except for lonely souls and wild ghosts."

The man didn't answer him, squatted down and stroked the dog's head, "It's not been peaceful recently, Tan Ye ordered us to strengthen our vigilance, and we must not let go of a suspicious person."

The other man sighed, rubbed his hand and slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, why have both of you been arranged to this place where birds don't, you still think this is a good errand or not, so what do you really do?" Then Tan Ye has nine heads and eighteen eyes, and he can still stare at us all the time? There's nothing going on, let's go for a walk, we're cold, let's keep drinking."

The man hesitated, looked around and didn't notice anything unusual, so he listened to him and walked away. When the two of them walked away, the two people hidden in the corner came out one after another.

"Your Highness, how did you end up here?" Liu Xuanhe's mind was bright, and he suddenly remembered that the clue to Chen Nian's case was sent by a man in black who attacked Liu's Mansion at night a few months ago, that look, that figure, and his proficiency in the terrain defense of Liu's Mansion.

"That Chen Nian's blood book was sent by His Highness!"

Zhao Bingyu didn't deny it, his eyes stared at the jagged shape and said, "Cousin, come with me."

The two explored more than a dozen households and found the same gap in several of them, which shows that the gap that appeared in the backyard of Chen Nian's house was no accident.

"Your Highness suspects that it is not just the widows who have washed Chenjiazhuang in blood?"