Theater.

The disciples gathered around the old man to cover the quilt and serve water, and Pei Ye had already left again.

There are no bright candles on the streets of Qijiu City, the dirt on the streets is scattered, and the shredded paper is swept in the breeze, Pei Ye looked up at the bleak moon, it is almost midday.

He headed straight for the docks.

The eldest grandson and the proprietor furniture were in the courtyard, and if they wanted to find out the news of that batch of secret goods, they didn't have to be at odds with them.

This is the statement I got when I was chatting with a few disciples in the theater just now—although there are no goods in the dock warehouse, and the records may be erased when they are recorded in the subsequent accounts, most of the records must be left on the first manuscript of the person who counted them, so as to complete the subsequent financial accounts.

And touching this manuscript is much easier than breaking into the eldest grandson's compound.

Pei Ye crossed the entire Qijiu City in an instant, and the city river was bubbling and flowing.

Four tall ships docked on the shore, their masts touching the light clouds under the moon.

Pei Ye had already asked Ji Yun that it was the innermost ship from the west that docked yesterday, and the ship was parked opposite the warehouse, so the goods it unloaded should be in the nearest warehouse.

The care of this kind of bulk cargo is really much more sloppy, Pei Ye was a little bit, and found that the most difficult guard was actually the huge black wolf dog at the door.

There was a huge lock at the entrance of the warehouse, and the big dog was tied to the bright open space, and the guard in the small room opposite who didn't know whether he was sleeping or not could see it when he raised his eyes.

This interlocking chain of carriages and horses and cannons guarded the gate, and if you tried to enter from here, you could only kill and kill you.

Pei Ye thought about it, circled around the big warehouse, and didn't find the second inconsistency until he quietly jumped to the top of the warehouse, only to touch a few loose tiles.

This warehouse is to prevent people from smuggling goods, and if you sneak in just to look at the account book, you can always find a gap.

Pei Ye landed silently, a cool flame had already ignited beside him, and the table where the account was kept was at the mouth of the warehouse. The young man was careful of the vicious dog across the wall, and gently opened the account book, and the dense ink words broke into the field of vision.

Suddenly dizzy.

It is worthy of the synchronous notes that go in and out with the goods, I really remember it fast enough, the dense handwriting is not to say, and from time to time I add or sketch two strokes, Pei Ye already felt that he had made progress in the matter of literacy, and at this time, it seemed that he was back to the time when he was blind when he saw the book.

"Li Yiqing, this account book is so messy, what do you think?" Pei is annoying.

The black cat came from the girl's small voice: "I don't have time to care about you now." ”

“.”

Pei Ye frowned and flipped several pages forward, identifying it for a long time, before finally finding the separation of "September 18".

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked down, guessed and identified one by one, and finally gradually distinguished the format of the bookkeeper's record - first the name of the goods, then the number of weights, when and who sent them, and some of them also made up the time and place of leaving the warehouse.

Pei Ye brushed it one by one, and finally his fingers were slammed and pressed on a record that did not follow the specifications.

There is no name of the goods, only a short one, Pei Ye stared at his eyebrows for a long time, and recognized the short more than ten words, which is:

"Eighteen pieces of the inner cabin, Qi Yun kept it for himself, and it was not put into the warehouse."

Pei Ye paused his fingers: "Keep it for yourself."

He remembered the question he had just asked in the theater: "Have you heard about anything in Yinyang County recently?" ”

Everyone was at a loss, and after a while, some people said that it seemed that they were going to change the county lieutenant, and some people said that there seemed to be a housewife who gave birth to four children, in short, they were gossiping, until finally Ji Yun showed a weak smile: "Yinyang's recent event, isn't it that Senior Sister Yi is getting married?" ”

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment: "This is. Yinyang's business? ”

Ji Yun looked at him: "The Yi family, it's in Yinyang County." ”

“.”

Pressing this memory, Pei Ye was silent for a while, restored the ledger to its original state, jumped back to the top of the warehouse, and left the dock in a few ups and downs.

The trail heads north.

The residence of the eldest grandson's steward was very close to the wharf, and Pei Ye crossed the two alleys, and the wide compound was already in sight.

In late autumn, the lights are bright.

Pei Ye quietly lowered his body, staring at the possibility of sneaking in.

In fact, there was not half a guard at all, as if anyone could climb over this high courtyard wall, but Pei Ye now knew that there was something that the Yi family was going to transport back to Yinyang here, and Qi Yun's owner personally guarded it.

And when he moved his gaze to the second courtyard, the text in his mind suddenly merged with the picture in front of him.

Three carriages.

There was no hiding or concealment, but they were placed side by side in the courtyard, two wagons were neatly stacked, and one car with people was still empty.

But it has a groom.

At the first glance, Pei Li's gaze stopped on this person.

Light-colored military uniform, hair tied up at the back of his head, a long, straight rod-shaped quilt tightly wrapped, reclining beside him, young, silent, clean, sharp.

The man leaned on the carriage and looked at the sky, one leg bent on the wheel, and the other leg dangled. The hand holding the flask rests on his thigh, and the other hand holds an unfinished bracelet.

A white cloth band blindfolded his eyes.

It was as if he would never speak, and as if he had said everything.

just quietly looked at Pei Li.

Pei Ye was motionless, his body tensed like a spring, and he stared at the man silently. Only his right cheek was seen from this angle, so the small earring did not appear in the young man's field of vision, but the sharp edge had forced his face from a distance of seven feet.

Seven lives.

And it's the strongest seven lives that the boy has ever seen.

The contraction of Pei Li's heart and lungs became slower and slower, but in the end, no one made any further movements.

The man looked at him for a moment, and then turned his head again, as if he didn't care where the young man on the eaves came from or what he was going to do, as long as he hadn't stepped into the hospital, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Pei Ye didn't want to expose the glass so abruptly and passively, watching the man take a sip of wine and start knitting the bracelet again, he slowly retreated into the night.

Go back to the theater.

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Bixiao Pavilion.

"Pei Ye said that Qi Yun's owner is the Yi family, and that person is indeed in Qijiu City." The voice of the black cat rang in my ears.

Li Yiqing nodded, although she was already in someone's residence, but with the confirmation of the young man, her body was still a little lighter, she looked at the [Shuiyang Yuke] article again, and began to flip through the booklet at great length.

I have not forgotten that this trip is for the sake of the West.

But sure enough, it turned to the front, and it didn't reach thirty years ago.

It is indeed unrealistic to expect Qi Yun to be able to use a book for thirty years.

So where to find those private accounts before?

There was also a closed book in the corner of the table, which looked shabby, Li Yiqing flipped through it with meager hope, but he was stunned again.

It's really not the one from thirty years ago, but the content is not unfamiliar to the girl - this is clearly the public account book from twenty years ago, and it was just at night that the owner took it out of the public account room.

yes, what did he do with this volume?

Li Yiqing held it sideways in front of his eyes, and the book that had been flattened over the years was turned over once, and the traces were extremely obvious, and the girl stretched out her fingers to jam this page, turned it, and sure enough, she saw a line of extremely new ink.

But it's not writing, it's scribbling.

A line of old ink was erased by a thick stroke, and it was no longer possible to see what was written.

Li Yiqing was stunned for a while, his eyes moved up and down, and he saw that there were words such as "The Sword of the East China Sea Sword Furnace, Half Frost, Sixty Taels, Ninety-seven Taels", which were two or three pages in a row.

So she realized that this was a record of the entry and exit of a soak twenty years ago.

What does this one sell? And why should it be taken out separately after twenty years?

The girl thought for a while, knowing that the answer could only be in private accounts.

She wrote down the time, carefully restored the desktop, and just looked up at the second floor, but heard the black cat on the side suddenly say: "The rest of the private account book may not be in this small courtyard." ”

"Huh?"

"At nightfall, the man did not go back to this place after leaving the public account room, but went to the attic next to it, and now the two books are put together. I think he probably went to get this private account at the time. ”

The attic that the black cat said was the one next to the small courtyard, it was dark and quiet, Li Yiqing thought at this time, it was indeed more like a place that could hide things than this brightly lit courtyard.

So he carefully restored all the traces in the house, closed the door page, and came to the courtyard wall neatly turned over, and was already in front of the attic door.

There was no lock outside the door, Li Yiqing was stunned, and pushed the door - it was opened.

Li Yiqing gently closed the door with his backhand, and looked around the house in the reflection of the faint blue flames.

A moment of praise for the wisdom of the kitten.

This is clearly the right place!

There are a dazzling and staggered shelves, on which precious pearls, jade and gold ware, white porcelain calligraphy and paintings are placed, and further inside, there is a small room, and the girl can see at a glance the books placed in layers and sequences.

A nouveau riche like Zhang Dingyun doesn't understand the rules of the big chamber of commerce.

How can anyone have such a big business, and still sleep under a pillow every day like a restaurant owner?

Even if it is a private account, it needs to be taken care of, and it also needs to be neatly arranged in sequence, unlike Zhang Dingyun's house, which can be loaded in a small box.

Li Yiqing walked in here and once again found the sense of peace of mind in the public account room, a six-foot square cabinet shelf, the year and class target were clearly noted, and Li Yiqing saw the words "Chi Long Renzi" in the corner at a glance.

Reaching out to hold the lock and gently disconnecting it, the girl carefully pulled out the book.

Thirty years of dust seem to have been pulled out together.

Why did Xi Tian hand over several albums in a row, and why were they not sold Li Yiqing flipped through it lightly, and it was also arranged by month, and the girl suddenly flipped through it in a large way, until it came to October.

The coming and going of that painting came into view: "Renzidong is made for Danjun", a gift from the West, has been left in Yinyang House.

“.” Li Yiqing didn't react, she suspected for a moment that she was still looking at Yi Chengxin's dowry, but the paper and ink in the book were indeed the same as they were twenty years ago.

Stayed in Yinyang House?

As if she had discovered something she was not sure of, the girl raised her eyebrows and solemnly faced, her fingers quickly flicked the paper, and she came directly to [November] with a few "bangs".

The eyes are fixed.

The neat format is exactly the same as the public ledger peeping at dusk.

Under the big entry of "Danjun This Year", "Danjun Twelve: Part One", "Danjun Twelve: Part II", "Danjun Twelve: Part III". The twelve articles are half a full page.

And at the end of this purpose, the people of the year finally marked the origin of this set of calligraphy and paintings.

"Western dowry."

Danjun, Danjun.

Yi Danjun.

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Theater.

When Pei Li returned, everyone's faces were already showing relaxed fatigue, while the old man was still sleeping peacefully.

Seeing Pei Ye come back, one of the Danjiao immediately handed over tea and food eagerly, and the other senior brother hurriedly told him to wait, turned to the house, and came out with a bag of heavy things.

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, took a closer look, and hurriedly smiled and waved his hand: "What is this?"

In the midst of the refusal, after all, a few people couldn't resist an iron-hearted five-life cultivator, Pei Ye pushed them behind, and walked to the back room with a smile: "Don't come, don't come, it's really something."

Finally let go of the enthusiasm and close the door that was about to break, the boy turned around. In front of him, Ji Yun was still lying weakly, after all, the true qi injected before had played a role, and his manly complexion was much better.

Pei Ye walked closer and stopped him from wanting to thank him: "Brother Ji, you said before that you didn't know who Qi Yundong's family was?" ”

"Yes."

"I'll mention it to you - if this owner is a Yi family, do you think there is anything wrong."

Ji Yun was stunned.

“.”

“.”

"No, no." Ji Yun's eyes straightened, and he muttered, "Yes, that's right. It turned out to be the Yi family."

Pei Ye smiled: "I saw a man in the eldest grandson's courtyard today, twenty years old, wearing light white clothes, long hair, blindfolded, he looks very powerful, and he doesn't like to talk Brother Ji knows who this is?" ”

"It's . Yi Nandai! Ji Yun looked at him stunned, "Are you carrying a spear tightly wrapped in cloth?" ”

Pei Ye nodded, his eyes bright: "Indeed." ”

Ji Yun smiled weakly: "I heard that many of the opponents he won were not worthy of him to unwrap the cloth." ”

After a busy day's work, the veil of the Qi Yundong family was finally revealed, Pei Ye was in a relaxed mood, and said with a smile: "This person looks cold and fierce, and there are a lot of parts on his body - the cloth on his eyes, the ring on his hand, and a pendant in his left ear——"

After a pause, he saw Ji Yun's expression stunned.

What's wrong?"

"W-What pendant?" The man was dazed, "Yi Nandai doesn't wear a pendant." ”

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Bixiao Pavilion.

Li Yiqing took a deep breath and closed the booklet.

Xixi Tian was still handing over the dowry to Chaoyi's house in November, why did he go into the mountain alone in December?

Where did this Yi Danjun go?

At this point, the girl confirmed the direction of the next investigation - not Qiyun Chamber of Commerce, but Yinyang County; It's not Bixiao Pavilion, it's the Yi family.

She put the book back in place, got up and found the cabinet from twenty years ago, also shook the lock, took out the account book, and turned to the time corresponding to the one that was erased in the public account of the small courtyard.

【Xinyou Year Yang Chun Singing and Selling】

The above record is really much more detailed, Li Yiqing didn't take much effort to find the article "The Sword of the East China Sea Sword Furnace, Half Frost", and then looked down, but the text that caught her eye once again surprised her.

"Xinpo, five taels, one hundred and sixty taels, two hundred and eighty taels for sale, buyer: Bowangzhou Thorn Shi Yu Chaocai."

(End of chapter)