Chapter 423: Han Lei Mozhai, the red-jacketed girl

As soon as the morning arrived, the dew on the leaves had not disappeared, and the sun was already shining.

After the autumn colors are thick, it is a rare sunny day.

Ouyang Rong wore a felt hat and held Dongmei in his hand, walked in the lively morning market of Xingzifang, stopped to buy two pieces of pancakes, and walked towards the West City Gate while burying his head in his head.

"Han ——!"

Dongmei snorted, exhaled hot air, and spat on the face of the owner of the cake.

"While going, I still eat, and I am fat like this."

Ouyang Rong "disgusted" and patted away the head of the horse that was close to the red horse, turned his head away, and took the cake away from it.

Horses are easy to raise fat in autumn, especially when they meet Yuan Huaimin, a pet motor man, in order to get closer, they secretly feed and pet horses in the stable in the Jiangzhou lobby every day.

was caught by Ouyang Rong and refused to change his teachings, which made people speechless.

Recently, riding it, there is always a sense of sight of a tank driver, which spoils his style of painting as a gentleman......

Coming to a building that covers a large area near the west city wall, Ouyang Rong stopped and looked up at the building plaque - Hanlei Mozhai.

Ouyang Rong walked in the door calmly.

Around Xunyang, its mountains are many pine trees, it is an excellent tobacco material for making ink, and the rosin ink of Xunyang is famous in the south of the Yangtze River.

And this Hanlei ink workshop specializes in selling Hanlei ink, one of the famous inks in Xunyang.

Its ink is made of secret recipe, cinnabar grinding and fine glue, becoming a unique vermilion ink, which is highly sought after by Jiangzhou scholars.

Hanlei Mozhai adopts the model of the front store and the back workshop, and the rear workshop produces its own Hanlei ink, and the front store sells directly, and the business is prosperous.

Ouyang Rong walked through the front store, walked into a courtyard in the back workshop, and saw a familiar palace costume.

"Did you eat it?"

He took off his felt hat and pulled out a hot pancake and handed it over.

Rong Zhen was early in the morning, still with a cold face, did not look back, and did not go to pick up the cake handed by the mature young man:

"Not hungry."

"Actually, I'll just ask politely." Ouyang Rong smiled embarrassedly and nibbled on the cake with relish.

He looked left and right for a while, and asked, "What did the female Shi find out that the ink used by the owner of the butterfly love flower is this Han Lei ink?" ”

Rong Zhen bowed: "There is no doubt about this ink." ”

Ouyang Rong smiled and said: "There is indeed no wall in the world that does not leak the wind, and it is one step closer to the female master catching this wing." ”

"That's right." He asked seriously: "Do you need Judicial Cao's manpower to help investigate, the last time they investigated the paper mill, they did okay." ”

"Don't use it yet, the workload is small this time, and there are not many Xunyang people who can buy Han Leimo, and there are enough people in this palace."

Rong Zhen refused politely, and as he spoke, he glanced back at Ouyang Rong.

"That's a pity."

Ouyang Rong's face remained unchanged, and his tone didn't care.

Rong Zhen looked him up and down for a while, and asked, "Ouyang Changshi is not worth it today?" Why don't you wear an official uniform? ”

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and glanced at Chang Yi and smiled: "Today's personal reasons, I will take a half-day vacation, and then go to the Jiangzhou lobby in the afternoon." ”

"Half a day off?"

Rong Zhen couldn't help but glance at the fox white Qiu youth more.

After knowing each other for so long, this Ouyang Lianghan has always been a workaholic image in her heart, unless it is a monthly public holiday, she can see his shadow every time she goes to the lobby of Jiangzhou.

Today is the first time to take a half-day off.

Rong Zhen thought about it, didn't bother to ask him why he was asking for leave, and tugged at the corners of his mouth:

"Ouyang Changshi is really dutiful, just a morning off, and he came to inspect in the morning."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand: "I don't dare to inspect it, but I'm used to coming over to see if there is anything I can help." ”

"Whatever you want. I don't need your help at the moment. ”

Rong Zhen shook his head and prepared to go to the front desk to check the account book.

At this moment, a young female Shi ran over with a serious face, glanced at Ouyang Rong, and then leaned into Rong Zhen's ear and whispered a few words.

Ouyang Rong was about to leave, but when he saw Rong Zhenxiu's brows, the speed of which was visible to the naked eye.

After the young female history left, Ouyang Rong took the initiative to ask, "What happened?" ”

Rong Zhen was silent for a while, squinting:

"The following people checked the accounts and found that in the past three months, there was a gap between the Han Lei Mo sold by Han Lei Mo and the actual Han Lei Mo......

"Careful investigation found that all the Han Lei Mo produced in the past three months was originally placed in the inner warehouse, but fifty ingots were missing out of thin air.

"The steward of Hanlei Mozhai is also ignorant, and he only found out for them by checking the accounts with his subordinates today, heh, what a group of wine bags and rice bags, and doing business is so sloppy."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows: "Then what now?" ”

"What else can I do, check!" Rong Zhen's tone was unhappy: "I have already sent someone to inform the owner of Han Lei Mo Zhai, wait for him to come over, and then interrogate him well." ”

Ouyang Rong looked at his really dissatisfied face and quite understood.

After all, it is necessary to check the ink purchase record of the owner of the butterfly love flower, if there is no such deficit in the treasury of Hanlei Mozhai, it is easy to lock the suspect, just follow the map.

But now that there is a deficit, there is an inexplicable source of Han Lei Mo, who knows if that Butterfly Love Flower is the one who stole the ink, using this batch of ink that has disappeared?

If it's just that the goods are not right, a few less ink strips, it's just that, and now fifty ingots are directly missing, which is not a small amount of goods.

However, Ouyang Rong has experience in this kind of warehouse deficit and fire dragon burning warehouse, most of them are difficult to prevent thieves, similar to when he checked the accounts in the warehouse of Dragon City.

I can't say that I am in a hurry to call the stewards of the owner, and there are those who are weak-hearted.

Ouyang Rong suddenly proposed: "This kind of investigation, Judicial Cao is better at it, why don't you call them to help investigate and assist the female Shi?" ”

Rong Zhen hesitated and let go: "You call people first, and then the palace will take a look." ”

Ouyang Rong smiled secretly in his heart, with a serious face: "Okay." ”

The fifty ingots missing from the Hanlei Ink Zhai Neku are really timely...... Ouyang Rong said in his heart, and even he wanted to thank the person who stole the ink...... After all, it gave him a chance to intervene, and delayed the progress of Rong Zhen's investigation, and he didn't know that the good man did it, but unfortunately he was a little stupid, he only knew how to be greedy for ink, but he didn't know how to settle accounts.

Ouyang Rong called a female official and asked her to take her warrant back to the Jiangzhou lobby to call people.

He stayed for the time being, accompanied Rong Zhen to observe the investigation for a while, and when Yan Liulang brought someone over, Ouyang Rong looked at the sun that was gradually rising in the middle of the sky, and he couldn't find out about it for a while, Ouyang Rong said goodbye and went out for the morning holiday.

Speaking of which, this is still the unequal treaty signed yesterday after he tore the book and was cut by the righteous woman on the spot.

This morning, I must accompany the little sister of the righteous woman, make an appointment to go out of the city, and enjoy the autumn leaves......

Han Lei Mo Zhai, after Ouyang Rong left.

Rong Zhen had a small face, and walked in the inner library where the ink strip had been lost, and she stopped and stopped, frowning and thinking from time to time.

"The smell of this place is full of rosin ink, and there is no miscellaneous atmosphere, and it is definitely not done by ordinary thieves......

"It's a little strange, where did the ink go, could it be the ink stolen by the owner of the butterfly love flower, he can leave no traces, but he stole the ink in advance a few months ago, could it be that it will be investigated today?

"But if you steal ink, you steal ink, you steal fifty ingots at a time, and you can't use it up in twenty years, stealing so much, is it a lack of money?"

Just as the palace girl was muttering to herself, in the courtyard outside the inner library, Yan Liulang was holding a knife, listening to the female official's statement of the case, and at the same time sending his subordinates to summon the shopkeepers and ink-making workers.

The latter came together and stood in two rows.

Yan Liulang held the list in his hand and called them one by one, and after a while, he pointed out a short boy wearing a big red jacket with a worn patch.

"Huang Xuan."

"Yes." A crisp voice like a bell responded.

Yan Liulang's rhythm of naming stopped, and he couldn't help but glance at the short boy in the red jacket, only to see a small face dirty, stained with ink, and his hands were also, it should be a worker who helped with ink making in the workshop.

However, the clear lacquer eyes on the black face of the "short boy in red jacket" made Yan Liulang take a second look.

Name with the word "Xuan"? And the voice that speaks......

He looked up and down and asked, "Are you a girl?" ”

"Hahahaha." There was a burst of scoffs from the surrounding stewards.

The short boy in the red jacket had the same expression, and nodded obediently: "Yes." ”

However, it can be seen that she is more ostracized by her peers.

Yan Liulang frowned: "What are you laughing at?" ”

The people around him immediately shut up.

However, there was a monkey-faced guy in the crowd who quickly glanced at Huang Xuan not far away, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice:

"Master, I can't say that this little girl stole it, I have to check her carefully, her hands and feet are not clean, she makes ink in the workshop during the day, and likes to run to the outskirts of the city in the evening, to sell folding fans, red leaves, and to please Miss Gongzi and famous scholars who go out of the city to play...... Many people in the workshop know that the ink she uses may be stealing our Hanlei ink. ”

When the other guys heard this, they responded one after another.

The red-jacketed girl with her cheeks covered with black and dirty ink lowered her head, not justifying or squeaking.

Yan Liulang saw that her face was calm, as if she hadn't heard, and her eyes were a little unfocused, as if she was wandering out of the world.

Yan Liulang's face was expressionless, holding the knife and glancing at the complaining guy inkman, and pulled the corners of his mouth:

How could such a little girl steal fifty ingots of ink? She can't move out overnight, and besides, this girl is obviously unsociable, you are all human spirits who can let her steal fifty ingots of ink under her nose? There is a high probability of being framed.

However, it is still necessary to go through the process to check, and Yan Liulang has to go to the house before someone enters the house.

In the house, the girl in the red jacket spoke very little, and when she asked Yan Liulang to ask, she replied, not talking nonsense.

She explained 1510 where the ink that sells folding fans and other things on weekdays comes from, Yan Liulang listened carefully, investigated, and found that there was indeed no problem, the ink she used, if it was not the leftovers for making ink, if it was not for the front desk guests to use the leftovers, she quietly installed some back......

As for whether this kind of small hand-to-hand thing violates the rules set by the owner of Hanlei Mozhai, Yan Liulang does not know, he is checking the deficit of fifty ink strips, and he is not nosy.

Shaking his head, he reminded: "Okay, you go back, don't do this kind of cheap thing in the future, and be careful of being sued to your host." ”

Huang Xuan's petite body, who was about to bury her head and leave, paused, raised a small black face, and looked at Yan Liulang, with a faint gratitude in her eyes.

Yan Liulang didn't care, waved his hand, and the tomboy-looking girl in the red jacket trotted out of the house with a pair of short legs, and when she came out intact, many people outside, including the monkey-faced guy who complained, showed disappointment.

After a short time, after inspecting this group of fellow inkmen, except for the suspected chief steward and the treasury guards, the others were temporarily released.

Before Huang Xuan left, he washed his hands with well water, revealing a white arm, which attracted the attention of one or two guys.

However, she did not wash her face, and as usual, kept the ink on her face dirty, but did not attract much attention.

These were all seen by the female officials in Tsing Yi on the side, and the middle-aged female officer with the lead nodded slightly, and her eyes were examined......

The short Huang Xuan didn't know that she had slightly attracted the attention of the female official of Si Tianjian, and she followed the crowd out of the workshop and got off work early.

On the street where the autumn breeze blew the leaves at the door, Huang Xuan wrapped her shabby red jacket tightly, and squatted down under the contempt and disgust of some people, she buried her head in picking up a few good red leaves.

Shaoqing, looking up at the sky, "a little red jacket" took a small short leg and ran away quickly, as if it was close to noon, and he was in a hurry to go back to cooking.

The surrounding guys are accustomed to it, the girl's mother ran away with the wild man, and was pulled up by the father of the nest man, the father is a heartless Hanhan, who honestly moves goods and does hard work at Xunyang Ferry Wharf.

Recently, I heard that I went to the Twin Peaks to participate in the construction of the Great Buddha presided over by Lord Changshi.

The father and daughter depended on each other, and rented a leaky wooden house near the outskirts of the city in the edge of Xingzifang, Xingzifang was mixed, there were many tenants, and the courtyard where the father and daughter lived were crowded with seven or eight families, all of whom lived in poverty.

However, this girl is diligent in her hands and feet, but unfortunately because of her gender and her withdrawn actions, she is not socially suitable in Hanlei Ink Studio......

Not long after Huang Xuan went out, at the door of the ink shop, a fat-faced shopkeeper who had also passed the review and dismissed the suspicion walked out, followed by the monkey-faced guy.

The fat shopkeeper's big little eyes kept staring at the short back of the tomboy Huang Xuan, and the monkey-faced guy followed behind and sneered:

"This little Nizi is really tougher than a cow, and she has not been from us, those folding fans, the words and verses on the red leaves, where is an ordinary little Nizi can write, with such a talent for reading and writing, she is still so young, what folding fans and red leaves are sold, it is a pity not to sell money in the Qinglou next door."

The fat shopkeeper reluctantly retracted his gaze: "Just cultivate for two years, a thirteen or four-year-old talented female Oiran, a little packaging, the first night of the auction, the first night of the auction, Tsk Xunyang celebrity is a good mouthful, she doesn't take the way to introduce her to the top, she really deserves to be like her stupid father, every day under the fence, moving bricks at the dock." ”

The monkey-faced guy suddenly said: "The old bustard in the Qinglou next door made a private offer, as long as someone can get this stubborn girl to go to the building, take the initiative to draw and sell herself, she will take out fifty taels of silver as a reward." ”

"Fifty taels...... Hey, this slim body is really fucking worth a lot. The fat shopkeeper lowered his voice: "I have a plan." ”

"Oh? Say it. ”

"The landlord of her house happens to be my eldest brother, and this time the ink in the inner library is lost, let's go to the owner of the angry head later, and then do what I say......"

(End of chapter)