Chapter 279 House Search (1)

Within two days of Young Master Lin's arrival in Qili County, he heard about Lin Qingyuan's ridiculous antics.

His half-brother didn't care about family affairs, didn't work hard, and spent all his time in brothels and had affairs with married women.

He showed no sign of improvement after being punished several times by being forced to kneel in the ancestral hall, and his elders were so angry that they stopped caring about him.

His reputation was also bad, and even when his family wanted to find a suitable family for marriage, no one else was willing.

Now it seems that if I can really bring Song Liyun home and win his heart, it may not be a bad thing.

Thinking of this, Master Lin gathered his scarf around his neck and coughed twice. The servant beside him hurried forward and said, "Master, the wind is cool outside the window. You can't blow like that."

Young Master Lin knew that he suffered from asthma every winter, so he didn't try to show off. He sat back at the table and asked the servant, "Have the people who went to the capital returned?"

The servant replied, "He's back. He said the government clerk Qian is coming to Qili County to check on past public opinion polls!"

Young Master Lin curled his lips and said, "Zhang Zhifu is so slick now!"

Tianxianglou has a close relationship with the garrison and the county government. In order to prevent the Qili County Magistrate from being partial and corrupt, he had already informed the government office and sent people to supervise the case.

Although what he wanted was supervision, or to put it nicely, to be an observer, in reality he just wanted someone who could make Jiang Feng afraid.

But unexpectedly, the person who came was a minor clerk. The Pingyang prefect was trying to avoid offending anyone!

However, there is nothing I cannot accomplish.

As the county magistrate, Jiang Feng was visiting Suijin Town for the first time, and his arrival caused a sensation in the town.

Captain Luo had already ordered his men to surround Baolinju, and the people in the town could only stand far away.

The people outside could only see the yamen runners entering the woods of Baolinju, and they immediately started whispering to each other.

"What has the Song family done wrong? We are still renovating the house. We might as well not get paid after finishing the work!" Some onlookers were worried.

"What are you afraid of? So many people are doing it. I heard that the Acorn Food Shop in the town belongs to the Song family. Haven't you seen how many trucks come to pull vermicelli every day? Money is pouring in like water. Are you still afraid of losing your few taels of silver?" Someone expressed disdain.

The first person to speak laughed dryly: "I'm worried, right? That Acorn Food Store belongs to the Song family. If the Song family commits a crime, they'll be confiscated, and we'll be out of money!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately resonated with several people around: Yes, if the Song family’s things were seized, they would be left with nothing, and they all became worried.

Hu Qing, Xue Zhuang and others were also among the crowd. When they heard these discussions, they all looked solemn and quickly left the crowd and gathered at the Suijin Guild Hall.

In Baolinjuli, Song Laoer and his family of three had their eyes wide open.

They want to find their things here and ensure that the evidence is solid.

This is an easy thing to do. I just need to point to a few pieces of clothes and furniture and say they belong to the old house. Who can deny it?

Jiang Feng did not sit inside the house, but asked someone to bring a chair and sit under the eaves of the front yard.

Baolinju was once a mansion. After a year of living and renovation, the traces of the fire had long disappeared.

Even though it was winter, the corridor was bright and could accommodate 20 or 30 people without feeling crowded.

Under the supervision of the yamen runners, Song Lao Er and a few others began to collect and search for items.

Song Laoer and Song Xiaobao were in the front yard.

When they arrived yesterday, they were stopped as soon as they entered the gate. The Song family had not even entered the house. Now they were amazed at the jujube wood dining table and pear wood chairs on the kang that were scrubbed to a shiny finish.

These furniture are incomparable to the rough wooden furniture at home.

He touched the smooth tabletop with his hand and looked at the delicate lines, and quickly calculated in his mind how much the table was worth and how much the chair was worth!

Song Xiaobao had a swollen eye and was freezing in prison all night. His nose was running. "Dad, these tables don't belong to me. Let's go find another place!"

"Shut up, what do you know?" Song Laoer didn't care what his son was saying at this time. He just wanted to know how to move these things away.

Song Xiaobao was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "Dad, you're dawdling here and you haven't even checked the wing rooms and the cellar yet!"

He had been hanging out with the ruffians in Qingping Town for a long time and knew that wealthy families liked to hide valuables in dark rooms and cellars.

"Yes!" After being reminded by his son, Song Laoer realized that this was a kang table, and there were still many places he had not seen!

The father and son hurriedly wanted to go to the next house, but were stopped by two yamen runners who had been following them.

"Song Defu, is there anything of yours in this room?" the officer from Songfeng County asked with a cold face, holding a scroll in his hand.

They are specially responsible for recording the stolen goods as soon as they are reported.

Song Lao Er almost didn't think about it and said, "Yes, they are all mine."

Watching the Songfeng County yamen runner pick up his pen and write, the Qili County yamen runner next to him said coldly: "Song Defu, you have to read carefully. If you admit your mistake, it will be treated as extortion and a year in jail will be a light punishment."

He was a yamen runner who had been on the case for a long time, so he naturally saw what Song Defu had just done when he touched the table. Even a blind man could see the greed on his face.

There is no Song family furniture here!

Who would treat something they have used for decades like a bride?

Go to jail!

Song Laoer's mind suddenly became clear. He had been lying in a damp and cold haystack all night, surrounded by prisoners crying and wailing. It was really a very uncomfortable feeling.

"No, no, I just made a mistake!"

Song Laoer shook his head like a wave drum. Even if he accepted these furniture, he couldn't move them away. It would be better to pick some more valuable ones.

The Songfeng County yamen runner who was taking notes raised his eyebrows and said, "Song Defu, you can't even recognize your own things? If you continue to talk nonsense, I will charge you with false reporting when I return to Songfeng County."

Song Lao Er was startled. He came here not just for the family property.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly lowered his head to apologize: "I didn't sleep well last night, and I was dazzled just now."

Song Defu is a shameless man who tells lies without hesitation.

The Songfeng County yamen runner and the Qili County yamen runner looked at each other, and both showed a tacit understanding on their faces.

We are all thousand-year-old foxes, so there is no need to pretend to be a big wolf.

After a quick look at the main house and the side rooms in the front yard, beads of sweat began to fall from Song Laoer's forehead.

He never took care of anything at home in Xiaoshi Village, so how could he tell whether these boxes and cabinets of the same size and similar style were his?

He wanted to admit it casually, but the words of the Qili County yamen officer made his spine cold.

If not, you will be punished!

After looking at the room, he said he wanted to see the cellar.

Song Zhenping, Song Lizheng, and Song Dekui, father and son, stayed by Jiang Feng's side and didn't even enter the house.

Hearing that they also needed to check the cellar, Song Zhenping asked Han Ming to open the cellar door without hesitation.

Jiang Feng and Luo Baihu could guess how much his property was, so he didn't need to hide it.

Especially since Yun'er's marriage is like that, if the family is penniless, people will look down on them.

As for my second uncle... he is just an outsider, and I have stopped recognizing him a long time ago!

(End of this chapter)