Although what the little Peng steward said was not entirely right, he probably didn't know where Mrs. Liu was today, thinking that everyone was checking on the waterwheel.

Because Xie Zhiyun asked, he wanted to please the young lady again, so he said something greedily.

This is not a big deal, Xie Zhiyun is a little anxious now, and wants to take a look at the shoes of all the ladies on Zhuangzi as soon as possible, so he didn't think much about Steward Peng, and got up directly and said, "You can rest." ”

With that, she led Chaoyu away.

Located at the foot of the mountain, the waterwheel was built on the bank of the stream, and the water wheel was driven by the trickling water of the stream, bringing the water from the irrigation paddy fields into the canal.

This kind of manpower-saving waterwheel was scrutinized by Xie Yuan from reading ancient books, and he didn't hide it, he directly gave the drawings to Wei Cang, and it has been promoted throughout the eight states in the past two years.

The families who owned a large area of fertile land all adopted such a waterwheel, and Wei Cang also worked hard to leave a little silver taels from the military rations, and also helped the people build a waterwheel in a place where the fertile land was formed and suitable for building a waterwheel.

Therefore, the increase in grain production in these two years is due to proper water irrigation.

Xie Zhiyun knew what the waterwheel looked like, and she could also draw drawings, so she directly said to Xiao Zhong: "Xiao Zhong, you go to the waterwheel to have a look, if the big housekeeper is there, let him go to the vegetable field, if not, let people find him to go to the vegetable field." ”

Xiao Zhong hesitated a little: "Young lady, it's not very safe lately. ”

Xie Zhiyun smiled: "It's okay, this is my own Zhuangzi, and there are so many veterans busy in the field, you can go and return quickly." ”

Xiao Zhong looked at the veterans not far away, and his heart was right, so he ran away quickly.

Xie Zhiyun led Chaoyu to continue to the vegetable field.

On the way, Chao Yu also said: "Ruan Niangzi is really unlucky, why have there been so many things recently, she is afraid that it is not her natal year." ”

"It seems to be true," Xie Zhiyun said with a smile, "She seems to be twenty-four." ”

Speaking of this, Xie Zhiyun said: "I still have to look at the injury on her leg when I go back in a while, I remember that there is ointment at home, and I should have brought it in the carriage, and I will bring a bottle for her later." ”

The wound on the leg is inflamed, which can easily cause fever and typhoid fever, but it should not be delayed for too long.

Xie Zhiyun said this, and suddenly remembered the dream he had last night.

In her dream, she only saw the embroidered shoes, and the legs covered with bruises.

After the murderer killed the deceased, he didn't even give her clothes properly, so he let her lie in the rice field without dignity and die silently.

Later, Xie Zhiyun saw the scene in his dream, and it should be that the steward couldn't bear it and covered her with clothes.

Probably afraid of breaking the traces of the scene, the steward did not change the posture of the deceased, but simply changed the clothes on her.

Xie Zhiyun stopped and slowly closed his eyes.

She recalled the sight she had seen.

The corner of the clothes that leaked out was crumpled and stained with blood, but it could also be seen that the clothes were made of coarse linen material, and should be the color of blue and gray.

Under the clothing, on the legs that were not covered and concealed, in addition to bruises, there were small scars.

The scar was not bright red, and the blood on it had dried up, when Xie Zhiyun analyzed it for the first time, he felt that it was a wound cut by a rice stalk, if not?

What if the wound was already there?

Xie Zhiyun suddenly opened his eyes.

On Ruan Niangzi's messy bed, there seemed to be a blue and gray linen dress, although I couldn't tell if it was the same, but the color was at least the same.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhiyun felt more and more that Ruan Niangzi might be the victim.

But she didn't have those embroidered shoes.

The plain blue embroidered shoes with only one leaf on them.

Is that Ruan Niangzi?

Xie Zhiyun suddenly swayed.

Chaoyu saw her standing in place in a dilemma, frowning for a while and pondering for a while, and she was also a little anxious.

"Miss, it's cloudy, it may rain, let's go early and come back early, right?"

Xie Zhiyun glanced up at the sky suddenly, the sky was still clear, but now it was suddenly cloudy.

I don't know when it started, but the warm sun also hid in the dark clouds, and there was chaos between heaven and earth, and there seemed to be no bright color.

Xie Zhiyun's heart sank.

It's going to rain today, and it seems that the murderer is likely to do it today.

She couldn't have hesitated any longer.

Xie Zhiyun turned her heart sideways, and she immediately instructed Chaoyu: "Go to the vegetable field quickly to find Mrs. Liu, and ask her to gather all the female dependents to see who has a pair of plain blue embroidered shoes embroidered with a leaf." ”

Chao Yu almost didn't hear clearly, and he froze all of a sudden.

Xie Zhiyun was not angry.

"You remember, the plain blue embroidered shoes with a leaf," Xie Zhiyun said, "find this person, protect her, and let the stewards accompany her to the back wing, Ruan Niangzi's residence." ”

Chaoyu stammered a little: "Miss, where are you going?" ”

Xie Zhiyun's face was slightly gloomy, and he said, "I went to see Ruan Niangzi, I always felt that something was wrong with her." ”

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Chao Yu's reaction, she lifted her skirt and ran to and from the same road.

Chaoyu never went against her will, and when she heard this, she could only continue to run forward.

The two men parted ways here.

By the time Xie Zhiyun returned to the wing, he was already exhausted and out of breath.

She took a breath, went to Ruan Niangzi's house, and knocked on the door.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

It was quiet inside, and Ruan Niangzi, who had spoken to them just now, didn't know whether she fell asleep or went out, but no one opened the door.

Xie Zhiyun knocked on the door again and said, "Ruan Niangzi, are you there?" ”

It was time to go to work, and the whole back compartment was empty, and her knock on the door echoed between the houses, and it seemed a little deafening.

Xie Zhiyun frowned, she quickly pulled out the dagger at her waist and hid it in her sleeve, and then stretched out her hand and pushed it gently.

The door creaked open.

The room was very dark, there was no light, Xie Zhiyun's eyes flashed, and then he saw a figure hiding on the other side of the bed.

Xie Zhiyun adapted to the light and shadow, and then saw the furnishings in the house.

The tables, chairs and benches are still in place, and even the bedding on the bed is the same as Fang Cai, the only difference is that Ruan Niangzi is not there.

Xie Zhiyun frowned and said, "Ruan Niangzi is still sick, why isn't she here?" ”

As she spoke, her feet moving slightly, as if she were about to exit the door to look for it.

However, it happened in an instant.

Although Xie Zhiyun has never practiced martial arts, she often fights Vajra Gong, and her body is still very agile, she dodged and jumped into the bedroom, and the dagger in her hand flashed a cold light, which directly pressed on a person's neck.

Her movements were fast, and her hands were also accurate, and she directly pressed a bloody streak on the man's neck.

"Steward Peng, meet again."

(End of chapter)