When Qingyun went out and walked away, Chen Quan'er quietly walked in from outside the warehouse and asked the steward:

"Have you ever seen clearly, did that wild boy get more things?"

Hearing this, the steward replied truthfully:

"According to your instructions, I saw Miss clearly, Qingyun did not receive an extra batch of medicinal materials, and obeyed the rules. ”

After listening to the steward's words, Chen Quan'er frowned and said:

"Tsk, I didn't expect this wild boy to be quite honest. ”

But with a roll of her eyes, her newly wrinkled eyebrows quickly loosened again, a sly smile appeared on her face, and then she walked deeper into the warehouse.

I saw her look left and right, and after wandering for a long time, she finally picked out a pearl the size of a fingernail and held it in her hand, and then turned to the steward and asked:

"Do you think he's getting more things now?"

The steward is an old man, and he secretly said no wonder Miss said hello before and asked her not to care about how many things Qingyun received, even if she took more, it didn't matter, just keep an eye on it.

This stupid boy must have offended his own miss, this is deliberately manipulating him!

However, he is an understanding person, Qingyun is just a small apprentice, and it is not worth letting him follow Chen Quan'er as well, so the thin old face immediately showed a sudden look, and replied in a deep voice:

"I didn't see it clearly just now, but now I see it clearly, that Qingyun didn't come exactly according to the list, and I got an extra pearl privately and found it when I went back to check, and it happened that Miss was passing by, and was about to report to you, please Miss decide!".

Hearing the nonsense of Mr. Steward, coupled with that exaggerated tone, Chen Quan'er couldn't help but smile, and then said seriously:

"Well, although this matter is not big, but it is of a bad nature, so let's go to my father's place with me, and tell me everything about it, and let the master decide it himself, and I will also say a few kind words to him about your rigorous attitude towards your work at that time. As for this pearl, Miss, my skin has not been very good in the past two days, so I took it to apply it to my face. ”

"Miss is at your own convenience, Miss is at your own convenience, everything is arranged by Miss, more Miss, thank you Miss!"

When Mr. Steward heard Chen Quan'er's words, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and kept patting her ass, and his old face seemed to be full of two words, flattering.

However, in his heart, he had already labeled his young lady a hundred labels that he must not be messed with, and secretly said that if anyone offends this kind of woman, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat, and that stupid boy is a living example.

Of course, Qingyun, who was driving the carriage, didn't know that he had been calculated.

He was in a good mood lying on his back on the carriage, staring at the blue sky while pondering his father's dying words in his heart.

"I can't tell my origins, and I can't tell me about the unicorn teeth, it seems that I have to be careful to investigate, but don't show any flaws. ”

Thinking in his heart, Qingyun subconsciously shook the pendant on his chest, and then calmed down his mood.

Not long after he came to Qianzhong City, he didn't know where Wang Qingquan's family lived, but fortunately, there were other family members who had gone to deliver goods on this trip, and he didn't make a detour, and he arrived at the palace after a while.

The main gate of the palace is not big, if it weren't for the fact that he heard Brother Zhao say so miraculously before, Qingyun felt that this palace was really a small witch and a big witch compared to the Chen Mansion, and even had a feeling that the door was full of birds.

The careful Qingyun found that if you want to say the difference, the gate of the old man's house in this city is usually a beast-faced title ring, symbolizing longevity, but the old man's house does not even have a door knocker.

Originally, this old wooden door of jujube red looked shabby, but now it has become a big pass of Pengmen, a desperate road. But he didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, what Brother Zhao had explained would not be groundless.

At that moment, Qingyun parked the carriage outside the palace, and only then did he knock lightly on the door of the mansion with his hand, waiting for a response.

After a long time, the patient Qingyun finally waited for the sound of the door opening with a creak, and saw a little girl in a pink short jacket walking out of the house.

The little girl was dressed plainly and simply, thinking that she was a subordinate in the house.

Through the gate, Qingyun also saw some white lanterns hanging in the palace, which seemed to be holding a funeral, but there was no sign at all outside the door, so he quickly explained to the girl in pink, for fear of upsetting the Wang family:

"We are the descendants of Chen Defu Chen's family, and this time we came to deliver a batch of medicines and dry goods from your house last month, and I also asked my sister to make it convenient. ”

It's been afternoon, and the girl in pink doesn't seem to have woken up yet, she rubs her eyes, yawns and asks:

"What about the old Zhao in your house, how can you come today and the future?

"Brother Zhao took leave and went home today, and I ask my sister to forgive me. ”

Qingyun quietly glanced at the lazy girl, seeing that her age should be one or two years older than himself, after thinking about it, he still called someone sister.

Hearing this, the girl in pink looked at the immature boy with the voice, it doesn't matter if she doesn't look at it, she can't help but move when she looks at it.

The kid in front of him is called a beautiful eyebrow, elegant and peaceful, how old is this, he is even better looking than his own mother, if he doesn't listen to the voice, he really looks like a young lady who has not come out of the cabinet!

"Tsk, it's just that the bones are too thin, why does the Chen Mansion treat the subordinates so badly, and let the lady ask the lady to ask Master Chen to bring him from the family house another day, hehe~"

The little girl looked at Qingyun's handsome and extraordinary face and secretly commented in her heart, but she forgot about it for a while.

"This sister, do you think our goods can still enter your mansion?"

Qingyun, who didn't know the truth, saw that the other party ignored him for a long time, and asked weakly again.

"What sister is not sister? Am I so old? What is your name, little brother? Why haven't you seen it in the past? Come on, come on, come in first. By the way, come in too, just leave the things in the warehouse first, you wait for me there, and I'll bring someone over to count them later. ”

After speaking, the woman in pink hurriedly pulled Qingyun into the house, and didn't care about the piles of goods outside the door.

After some understanding, Qingyun knew that the girl in pink was named Yang Liu, and she was the personal maid who followed Mrs. Wang. But people are not as good as themselves, although they are maids, but Mrs. She has never treated Yang Liu as a subordinate.

Mrs. Wang likes to make flowers and grass, and sometimes she will plant some herbs for Mr. Wang, and the valuable medicinal materials that Lao Chen went out to purchase are all brought to Mrs. Wang, so these things are generally dotted by willow.

As for the funeral that is being held in the mansion now, it turned out to be Wang Li, the housekeeper of the palace, and I heard that Wang Li is the younger generation of the king, so he buried the king steward with the etiquette of the younger generation.

After arranging the warehousing, Yang Liu sent the other subordinates of the Chen Mansion to the outside of the warehouse, leaving only Qingyun and himself alone in the warehouse to count the goods.

"So Qingyun, you're just following Master Chen as an apprentice now?"

Yang Liu skillfully classified the medicinal herbs again and again, and asked.

"Yes, Sister Yang Liu, let's learn from the master first, whether you can become a teacher or not depends on yourself!"

Qingyun has not been idle, and has been giving Liu Qing a hand.

"Hehe, I'm really afraid that this handsome boy is the son-in-law of Old Man Chen, Gai Ming'er will definitely ask Mrs. Chen to ask Old Man Chen to come over, he shouldn't disagree. ”

Yang Liu, who liked Qingyun quite much, actually made a small calculation in his heart, but he said:

"Don't call me sister, I'm a year older than you, and everyone calls me old, just call me Liu'er"

After speaking, she smiled at Qingyun, but he ignored it and didn't react.

"What a stupid boy, don't open your mind!"

Yang Liu couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Okay, okay, Sister Yang Liu, oh no, Liu'er. By the way, how did Steward Wang pass away? If it is a normal funeral, why is your mansion still so low-key?"

Qingyun began to slowly inquire about clues.

"I don't know about this, it was the master who asked the king to bury the king's housekeeper in a low-key manner, so let's do it. But the lord and the lady have never liked to be public, so this is normal, I think. ”

Yang Liu thought for a moment and replied.

"Also, I heard Brother Zhao say that Master Wang is an immortal who protects the safety of the people in our Qianzhong City, is it true that Liu'er?"

Qingyun smiled and showed a very fascinated look, which made Yang Liu a little unable to resist his attack with bright eyes and bright teeth, and said with a red face:

"You know all this! Lao Zhao's big mouth, I'll fix him another day when he comes! Hmph! Actually, what you said is right, the lord is an immortal in our opinion, but I occasionally hear the lord and the lady say that they are not immortals, just a group of cultivators. But we're mortals, and that's too far away for us. ”

Yang Liu thought about it, but still told Qingyun truthfully, because she felt from the bottom of her heart that this handsome young man was a reliable person.

"It's also Liu'er, don't we have a lot of martial arts sects in this world, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes"

Qingyun also nodded pretendedly, and used the sentences from a miscellaneous book that had been confiscated by his father before, and evaluated it matter-of-factly.

"Haha, I didn't expect Qingyun that you are not very old, but you are quite deep when you speak, I can't understand it!"

I don't know if it's sincere or ridiculous, Yang Liu's words made Qingyun's fair little face flush for a while.

"Don't laugh at me, Liu'er, I also learned from Master Chen, by the way, does Master Wang have any sect?"

Qingyun began to consciously introduce the topic to the place he was eager to understand.

Fortunately, Yang Liu was still Qingyun and was as curious as an ordinary teenager, and with a harmless look on his face, he simply didn't hide it, so he told him everything he knew, and only listened to Yang Liu:

"I heard Madame say that the master's sect seems to be called Qingxutian, which is really a strange name. It seems that the master was assigned here by this sect many years ago to be the leader of the stationed disciples. On weekdays, I manage some important things, as well as keep the surrounding area safe, well, Madame seems to say so. ”

When he heard the three words Qingxutian, Qingyun's heart suddenly chuckled, and his pupils shrank suddenly, which made him quickly think of the "heaven" that the old man of Liangshan said before he died.

Could it be that the murderer is this Wang Qingquan? Or is the murderer a member of this sect?

"No, it shouldn't be him. According to Yang Liu, Wang Qingquan moved here many years ago, if he wanted to do it, he would not wait so long, and a few days before the tragedy, two unidentified monks came, although it seems that the two did not dare to do anything to the grandfather of the two mountains, but they cannot be ruled out. Besides, Grandpa Liangshan did not make it clear what the "sky" was, and he couldn't make a conclusion. ”