Yu Xuanji added, "This Hang Yu was originally an aide to Cai Yuanchang. With Cai Yuanchang's recommendation, he joined Cheng Wenbo and became his subordinate. I also took the opportunity to check Hang Yu's background and found out that he and Cai Yuanchang are from the same hometown."

Ye Zelin said, "This Jiedushi Cai is truly shrewd and calculating. He had already placed a pair of spies next to Cheng Wenbo, watching his every move. This time, with Hang Yu's help, he was able to pocket the 100,000 taels of silver."

He looked at Yu Xuanji and said, "Master Yu, it's time to arrest that Master Hang."

Yu Xuanji took a sip of tea to moisten her throat and said with a smile, "I've asked Susu to go to the Hang family and bring Hang Yu here for questioning. When Susu comes back, we'll go over there."

Ye Zelin said "good".

Yu Xuanji was not idle during the few days of recuperation. She sorted out the case of Cheng Wenbo and also squeezed in a cup of tea or two to review what happened on the night he was attacked. If Hua Fushu had not rescued him, he would have lost his life in Yuezhou. If Hua Fushu had not been prepared in advance, the account book might have returned to Cai Yuanchang's hands.

However, based on his experience in criminal investigation accumulated in the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice, he always felt that there were some coincidences.

The people they had sent to Qinzhou to investigate had returned. They told him in person that Mei Zong had indeed sent people to Yuezhou, and it was because of Mei Zong's help that the account books did not fall into Cai Yuanchang's hands.

Mr. Cheng died in Wuyuan Temple while trying to get the account book. Then Mei Zong handed the account book to them, which meant that the people Mei Zong sent to Yuezhou witnessed the murder in Wuyuan Temple with their own eyes. But at this time Hua Fushu arrived in Yuezhou.

He did not doubt the relationship between Hua Fushu and Mei Zong, but he just wondered how Hua Fushu could have foreseen the future and prepared fake account books in advance to deal with Cai Yuanchang's men.

Mei Zong sent the account book, and Hua Fushu's appearance helped them in some way. The more coincidences there were, the more strange it seemed to him.

For example, the two sentences Hua Fushu said when confronting that person seemed ordinary, but made people feel as if they knew each other.

Sanqiao's expression was also a little strange. She threw the vase as if to rescue Hua Fushu, but it seemed more like she was interrupting something or covering up something.

He still remembers the conversation between Hua Fushu and that man, as if it were still ringing in his ears.

"It's not broken?" said the man in black, with surprise clearly in his eyes.

"Snow weighs down the plum branches, but they would rather break than bend." This is Hua Fushu's answer to the man in black. It is like a mnemonic. The conversation between the two is quite intriguing.

"Master Yu." At this time, a female voice sounded.

Hua Fushu came in from outside, wearing a scarlet arrow-sleeved shirt inside, a yellow flat-collared half-sleeve outside, and a green long skirt with a peony pattern tied around her waist. She came to see how Yu Xuanji was recovering and to take her pulse.

She walked towards the two of them, and Yu Xuanji suppressed the words she had prepared. After spending some time with her, Ye Zelin had a certain understanding of her clothing preferences. He was not surprised by her outfit, but her snow-white skin was really an eyesore.

She dragged a round stool and sat down next to Yu Xuanji. Ye Zelin asked, "Why are you here?"

Hua Fushu replied, "Of course I came to see Master Yu. Do you think I came to see you?"

She asked Yu Xuanji to stretch out her hand, and inadvertently glanced at a jade pendant on the coffee table. The words and patterns on the jade pendant looked very familiar. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. She should have seen it before, but she just couldn't remember where it was at the moment.

Seeing her staring at the jade pendant, Yu Xuanji asked, "Have you seen this jade pendant, Madam?"

Some fragmented memories flashed through his mind, and Hua Fushu roughly knew where he had seen this jade pendant.

Yu Xuanji's sudden words made her feel a little flustered, but she immediately concealed it and pretended to look at the jade pendant, "This thing should be quite valuable."

Yu Xuanji laughed, not expecting her to say this.

Ye Zelin asked back: "How do you know it's valuable?"

Hua Fushu couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Don't you want to think about what my family does? Is this thing real or fake? Is it valuable or not? Why don't I tell you?"

The ancestors of the Hua family were businessmen, and her grandfather was a businessman with great business acumen. Her father was a business genius like her grandfather, but her father did not want to follow in his grandfather's footsteps. He was determined to take the imperial examination and was appointed as a censor. However, her mother was in poor health, and her uncle was not keen on business and would never inherit the family business, forcing her father to resign and do business.

Under her father's care, the Hua family's business flourished, becoming a trading company. Her father even named it Huadie Trading Company, with "Hua" being her family name and "Die" being her mother's given name. She had also studied with her father and brother for a while, and she knew how to determine whether a piece of jade was high-quality or low-quality, and whether it was valuable and how much it was worth.

Ye Zelin laughed: "I originally thought you were only good at medicine, but I didn't expect you were also an expert in jade appraisal."

Hua Fushu was a bit modest: "I can't say I'm an expert, I just know a little bit."

Yu Xuanji asked, "Young Madam's family is in business? I wonder what kind of business it is."

Hua Fushu said, "Our ancestors owned a few shops, and my father just took over the management. It's nothing special."

She didn't like talking about her family's business with outsiders, and she liked medicine more than business, so she changed the subject and said, "Master Yu, let me take your pulse."

Yu Xuanji rolled up a section of her sleeve, revealing her wrist. Hua Fushu held her hand with his left hand, and took Yu Xuanji's pulse with the other hand.

The sound of rain seemed to be getting louder. Ye Zelin glanced at her exposed skin and beautiful collarbone, intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's a bit hot today."

Hua Fushu said casually, "It's not hot."

Ye Zelin almost choked, and then said, "That's very refreshing."

Hua Fushu felt Yu Xuanji's pulse, listened to him speak again, glanced at the rain outside the window, and said, "It's raining now. It's not as hot as the past two days, so it's naturally refreshing."

Ye Zelin's face turned slightly pale, and he was extremely angry.

His meaning was so obvious, yet she didn't react at all. Did she understand? Or was she just playing dumb?

Seeing that she was only concerned with taking Yu Xuanji's pulse, he finally confirmed that she really didn't understand and just thought he was talking nonsense.

The clothing of the Song Dynasty mostly followed that of the previous dynasty. Women's clothing mainly consisted of shirts, jackets, coats, jackets, skirts, robes, and coats. They advocated simplicity and rusticity, and were low-key and restrained, unlike the solemnity, elegance, gorgeousness, boldness and openness of the previous dynasty.

In the previous dynasty, women of status would tie their skirts slowly and expose half of their chests, but in the Song Dynasty, most daughters would not follow the example of their predecessors.

Although Hua Fushu's dress was not revealing, it was not inappropriate either. Few women dressed like her.

Her mother, Madam Qidie, was a lady from a prominent family. Why didn't she teach her daughter how to dress appropriately?

Her attire, in his opinion, was certainly not very decent.

Yu Xuanji seemed to have noticed something and looked away slightly. Unfortunately, she met Ye Zelin's displeased gaze. She casually picked up the teapot and filled it with tea for Ye Zelin. "Young General, have some tea."