Xiao Feng came to a spacious place at this moment, and looked at it, it was in front of the main gate of a large family.

The courtyard of the deep house in front of you is very magnificent, the two stone lions in front of the door are dancing with their teeth and claws, and the large copper nails in front of the vermilion gate add a bit of majesty.

Look inside, the trees inside are towering, the peach blossom willow trees hold hands and look at each other, although several rockeries are artificially piled up, but they are extremely realistic, surround the small pond, the red carp swim around, charming and cheerful.

The breeze blows, and the aroma of the grass and trees penetrates the ears and nose.

Xiao Feng has been fond of this mansion for a long time, and the original owner settled in the capital, and the empty courtyard was idle, so it was sold to the outside world.

It's just that in the county, a hundred taels of silver are a lot of money, and the starting price of three hundred taels here is not prohibitive.

Xiao Feng knocked on the knocker, no, a housekeeper poked his head out and looked at him cautiously.

"I'm here to buy here." Xiao Feng took out three hundred taels of silver tickets and shook them in front of his eyes.

The door opened, and the housekeeper respectfully invited him in, and the two discussed the details and handed over a deed.

Agreed on three hundred and thirty-two taels, signed and drew after confirming that it was correct, and communicated again, and agreed to vacate the house in two days.

Xiao Feng walked out of the door, turned his head to look back, and sighed with emotion, a picture scroll that belonged to him and Lin Shuiyao slowly unfolded in his mind, and a smile crept up the corners of his mouth.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Xiao Feng walked on the road, hired a carriage, and went straight to the village.

When I returned to the courtyard, I was greeted by barrels of powdered spices and herbs, all neatly arranged by category.

Xiao Feng didn't tell anyone the specific modulation ratio of mosquito coils, not because he didn't believe Niu Daquan, but mainly because he was afraid that the proportion deviation would affect its overall quality.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, are you back?"

Niu Meng's loud voice fell outside the door, and when he saw Xiao Feng pushing the door out, the former threw the bullwhip to the ground and hurriedly ran forward.

"Brother Feng, you can count it back, you almost scared me to death, I heard my father say that you didn't come back last night."

"No, I'm going to go to the city to find out the news."

Xiao Feng's heart warmed, and being able to make this kind of friend was a great blessing in life, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"Something happened last night, don't worry."

"What's the matter, even if you tell me something, I am absolutely unambiguous." Niu Meng slapped his chest and said.

Xiao Feng groaned slightly, and he decided not to involve Niu Meng as much as possible, this matter involves too many people, and Niu Meng's heart is too real, and the less he knows, the safer it is for him.

"What can I do, I can't tell you if there's something really going on!"

Niu Meng was moved by this heart, and he didn't know what to reply for a while, so he had to reach out and scratch his head, grinning.

Xiao Feng diverted the topic and saw that outside the courtyard, a brand-new ox cart was parked, and a bell was tied to the neck of the calf pulling the cart.

Noticing his gaze, Niu Meng was a little proud, "I just bought the ox cart for this, and we won't have to rent a car to go to the city in the future." ”

These words made Xiao Feng have some thoughts in his heart, the carriage has strong feet, and the speed is much faster than that of the ox cart, although it can't pull goods, but it will be much more convenient to run around in the future.

Niu Meng grabbed a handful of powdered spices, put them on the tip of his nose and smelled them, the pungent smell made him sneeze loudly, rubbed his nose and asked angrily:

"Brother Feng, my father said that the bamboo rats can't be sold, should we sell these things in the future?"

"Don't you know, it turns out that the villagers who sold bamboo rats with you have been running to my house for the past two days, and they want my father to say good things for them, and then do it with you."

"My dad has a straight face, and he runs away."

Xiao Feng nodded, the date agreed with the shopkeeper of Herb House was approaching, and he had a hunch that the amount of goods he wanted this time might increase.

Anyway, after grinding everything, his next step was to make these herbs and spices into mosquito coils.

Instructed Niu Meng to bring a few villagers over to help, and then went into the room to get busy.

The theft of the armory, after a day of continuous fermentation and Wang Long's investigation, the master could no longer cover it up, and finally fell into the ears of the county commander.

was furious, and the master rolled up the day to get out, but Liu Cheng had a lot of scruples and didn't dare to act rashly.

"Master, today Wang Lung brought people to the door many times, so I prevaricated, I'm afraid it's not a long-term solution." Hearing the report, the county order, who was already in a gloomy mood, turned a little colder.

He flipped through the pages of the armory's register and had a headache.

He had already been aware of the smuggler's incident, but because he had not been in office for a long time and was involved a lot, he did not want to offend people everywhere, so he kept pretending not to know.

As for what kind of person the official messenger who died, he didn't know much better, he was in cahoots with his master Liu Cheng and others on weekdays, bullying the people.

He died in the armory, he really deserved it, and the support was pure nonsense, nine times out of ten the people in Curry were brought by him, as for the reason, it is not difficult to guess a few points.

said that it was stolen, and the county commander knew that it was all a thief shouting to catch a thief.

Whether the contents of the armory were emptied by their own people or stolen by others, the register in his hand has already explained everything.

"Come on, check this for me, the newly appointed armory chief will do things." The county order ordered his subordinates, and he was very curious.

The armory was secretly guarded and stolen, but it was stolen.

The two crimes are very different, as the county order in the county office, his subordinates dare to smuggle the things of the official's family, and he is the most responsible.

It's really going to be passed on to the Inspectorate, and when you lose your position, you have to give a head at the same time.

Theft is completely different, although he is equally responsible, but the crime is not to kill the head, at most it is a crime of negligence.

Xiao Feng, as the head of the armory, can be said to be very clear whether he is a thief or a smuggler.

As for the rumors that came out to the outside world, whether it was to sell his favor or something else, he didn't know, but he had to admit it.

"Master, you've been crying for a day, drink some tea." Mrs. County Ling took the tea, sent the subordinates away, walked behind him, and gently beat his back.

"Hey, madam, you don't know, my biggest headache is not theft, but this Liu Cheng." The county magistrate took a sip of tea and sighed.

"This Liu Cheng is deeply rooted in the yamen, and basically the old officials are his people."

"I heard that he still has relatives with a lot of official positions, and with such a backer, he is even more arrogant and domineering in the county."

The county commander sighed, "The previous county magistrate was determined to oppose him because he couldn't get used to his style of doing things, and finally let him design to be beaten to death." ”

"Now that the armory has been stolen, all the spearheads are pointed at Liu Cheng, Wang Lung has urged me several times to check this person, what do you say I should do?"

The county commander shook his head with a wry smile, at a loss.