Yeats replied: "How could the Shen family allow an only son to be unmarried at the age of twenty-three or four, the only reason why they did not go to the family tree was to know that their son was very promising, and the position of the main wife was left to the daughter-in-law who would be prominent in the future." ”

"It's normal for a man to marry a concubine when he becomes an adult."

"If a woman is tricked into being a concubine in the name of a wife, what do you think of this woman?"

"Revenge?" Pei Jingning snorted: "Shen Wenyan was killed six years ago, is this revenge still meaningful?" ”

Does it make sense? Yeats really couldn't answer, guessing 'Chen Shimei' is not only reasoning, but also an intuition as a woman, but this kind of thing can't be said to a man like Pei Jingning.

A man like him, who was born with a top-level configuration, should not have tasted what it is like to be loved or abandoned by his beloved.

Yeats was silent.

Pei Jingning's brows condensed unconsciously.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Yeats woke up, "In this world, in addition to parents, wives and children, in addition to friends, there are also political enemies who know themselves best." ”

These words were insightful, and Pei Jingning raised his eyebrows.

Yeats said, "Six years ago, Shen Wenyan's political enemies found out that he had married in his hometown, and he had a son and a daughter, which can be described as a daughter. ”

With Shen Wenyan returning to dust, the Imperial Machinery Battalion has put his list in the archives and sealed it, and he really doesn't know that he has both children and daughters.

Pei Jingning got up, "This case can be closed." "Leave Qin Fang's house with his hands.

"Yes, sir." Yeats gave up.

Teng Chong was puzzled, "What about the murderer?" Who is it? ”

"Of course it's the young man with the ancient carcass skin!"

"Ah...... Where is he? ”

Yeats nodded his chin to Uncle Qin, "Take Teng to catch people." ”

Qin Dachuan led the way.

Teng Chong still looked cloudy, "You...... Don't go with Master Pei? ”

"A little horseman to let the Shaoqing of Dali Temple go in person?" How big does his face have to be?

In fact, Yeats secretly complained that everything that should be seized was seized by Big Boss Pei, and the rest was the work of the little minions, so the big guy wouldn't go.

Bitter life!

It turned out to be like this, Teng Chong hurriedly called Zhang Jin and the others to arrest people, thinking that something was wrong, and turned around again, "A county lord who feeds the horseman into the inner room, there must be a girl who releases water, who is it?" ”

"There are several maidens who put water on him, don't worry, these people have already been put into the cell by the adult's yacha, just waiting for the murderer to do it last."

It's a real hammer, Teng Zhutou did sleep like a pig last night, and he didn't hear such a big movement outside.

Yeats took his hand, shook his head, and left the beautiful mansion of the county lord of Qinfang, and when he walked out of the door, he couldn't help but look back, when would she have such a luxurious mansion.

People are different!

Some people were born in Rome, some people went through a lot of difficulties to get to Rome, and of course there are people who never made it to Rome in their lifetime, and even more so they don't know what Rome is.

Yeats thought about it, she was already standing in the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, and she was still a civil servant in the senior office of the Great Wei Dynasty, which was also lucky!

Teng Chong went to arrest them, Yeats was going to go directly to Dali Temple, patted his head, the little donkey was still in Dali Temple, how could he go back?

Just as he was worried, a young man led the horse over, "Lord Ye-"

Yeats's guard suit on the man's body, "You are Master Pei......"

"Yes, the small one is the escort of the adult, and the adult has something to deal with, let the small one send a horse to the adult to ride."

"Send?" Yeats said in her heart, is it the 'send' she understands?

The guard smiled: "Yes, Lord Ye, this horse will belong to you in the future." ”

Yeats's eyebrows were raised high, they hadn't fallen for a long time, what did Pei Jingning mean by this? Is this a reward for last night's big operation?

The guards thought Yeats was happy and stupid, and they were not in a hurry, and waited for her to calm down with a smile.

Calming down, Yeats pouted secretly, this is because she is slow to do things, with a horse, she is not tired to death, it turns out that feudal landlords are more exploitative than capitalists.

Ay!

The guards saw Lord Ye for a while and were sad for a while, "Could it be Lord Ye...... Can't ride a horse? ”

Wouldn't it be a waste for the master to send such a good horse to Lord Ye?

Yang Fuquan has been following Yeats, and when he saw that the conversation between the two was finally over, he couldn't help but speak, "Brother Ye, if you don't know how to ride it, take it and sell it, this horse is better than what I bought, and it is estimated that it will be worth more than twenty taels." ”

Twenty taels? The guards could only sneer secretly, two hundred taels could not buy such a horse, it was really a piece of the mind of the blind adult.

Of course, Yeats also saw that this was a good horse, definitely more than twenty taels, but he didn't think about the upper limit, and even if he did, it was estimated that it would be one hundred and ten taels.

If you are reluctant to sell, you have to stay and work for the feudal landlords.

"Who says I won't?" Yeats resigned himself to the reins, pulling the rope with one hand and holding the horse's back with the other, while his long legs straddled, and in the blink of an eye, the movement was light and fast, like a swallow flying and falling on the back of a tall horse.

With a reins in one hand, a horsewhip in the other, tsundere's little eyes, and slightly drooping corners of her mouth, she can always effortlessly amaze everyone.

Xiao Quanzi, the guards and others were stunned.

That's it? Yeats raised his face in the wind, waved his horsewhip, and "drove the ......"

The slender little body was instantly heroic, and before Zhao Bai had time to say hello, his little brother Ye disappeared from his sight like a gust of wind.

It turned out that it was not that he couldn't ride a little donkey, but that he was afraid that his quick movements and the weight of people would hurt the little donkey, which was distressing the little donkey and a respect for the weak.

This is the little brother Ye he recognizes! Zhao Bai raised his head, where his heart wanted, the sky was vast.

On the same day, Teng Chong and others caught feeding the horseman, and Dali Temple had to go through the process, and it was not until three days later that Dali Temple started trial.

When Yeats arrived, he found that the king of Huaiyang was also there, but this fat man was not as arrogant as when he first met, and even saw a lot of age, she glanced at it and immediately guessed the reason for his old age - it is true to spoil his daughter, but after his daughter died, it is also true that he wants to swallow the family wealth left by his daughter.

In the face of true interests, all relationships are not worth mentioning, even if they are blood.

Today, Lu Sicheng is the presiding judge, Yeats is the direct inquisitor, and the two lords sit on the side to supervise the trial.

Wait, in the past, Dali Qing could come to see the trial, but sure enough, the identity of the victim was different, and the rank of the officials present was also different, Yeats knew it.

The process began until half an hour later, when the inquisitor Yeats came on the stage.

She bowed to all the adults, and signed her name in the column of the direct inquisitor, before the trial officially began, and the first one she brought was one of the first-class girls next to the county lord of Qinfang-Yi Lu.

King Huaiyang frowned, hasn't this girl been in charge of meals and has checked it, there is no suspicion.

Yeats looked at Yi Lu with a smile, "Lu Ping'er, seventeen years old, ancestral from the Jingchu clan, at the age of eleven, he was exiled to the capital and sold to the Huaiyang Palace, becoming a sweeping girl, and in six years, he was promoted all the way to become a first-class girl beside the county lord of Qinfang, in charge of meals, I am not wrong." ”

Yi Lu pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

"Actually......" Yeats paused deliberately, "Lu Ping'er is your pseudonym......"

"......" Yilu still didn't say a word.

"Your real name is Shen Yilan......"

(End of chapter)