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"Dashan, you're back?"

At a mansion in Wuxing, Du Yaoyao heard the report from her maid and went to the door to greet them.

"Hey." Dashan got off the carriage and picked up the bag in his hand to indicate, "Girl, I also brought back some cured meat."

"That's great. We can make some bacon and cured pork ribs to suit the winter season." Du Yaoyao said with a smile as she invited Dashan in.

This is Dashan’s second trip to Qingzhou.

The first chapter was when they first arrived in Wuxing in the summer. Du Yaoyao asked Dashan to go to Qingzhou to sell a villa that the original owner had bought before marriage, and with the scattered gold in his hands, he converted it into cash and opened a wine and snack shop.

After life here stabilized, Du Yaoyao asked Dashan to go to Qingzhou to bring Cui Niang the news that she was still alive.

This poor and weak ancient woman died not long after her daughter in the original text. Du Yaoyao was afraid that the tragedy would happen again, so she took the risk of being exposed and made plans in advance.

Cui Niang is simple-minded, but she believes that after hearing about her daughter's experience, she will keep it a secret from everyone.

Shen Jie kept his promise and released Song Xingkai, Du Shi and Song Lin after returning to Beijing. Now they have also returned to Qingzhou.

"Have you received the profits from the shop in Beijing?" Du Yaoyao asked.

When she replaced the owner of a shop in Beijing, she deliberately left a backup plan. If she encounters misfortune, the shop and all its profits will be transferred to Cui Niang's name.

"I got it. Madam took me to Jubaocaizhuang to get it. A total of six hundred taels." Dashan said, "According to the young lady's instructions, I divided it into three parts, two hundred for Madam Song, two hundred for Madam, and two hundred for me." He took out two hundred taels of silver notes from his arms.

"It's okay, you can keep it." Du Yaoyao was generous with her money, and Dashan helped her a lot. She instructed, "Send some back to your parents before the New Year comes."

"I don't need so much." Dashan refused and forced a hundred taels on Du Yaoyao. "I used to earn a few dozen taels a year from hunting. I'll take a hundred taels from you as my salary for the past two years."

"You're too polite." Du Yaoyao didn't force it. The two worked together for several months, and Dashan kept calling her "girl", but she didn't ask him to change his words.

If you don't want to cross the red line between men and women, it's better to keep a distance.

"Did my mother hand over the shop to Aunt Song in her name?" After returning to the room, Du Yaoyao poured Dashan a cup of tea and continued to talk about business.

Dashan gulped down a cup, wiped his mouth and said, "Well, everything has been done as the young lady instructed. Mr. Song will be in charge of the shop in the capital, and the profit will be divided three times with us every year."

Du Yaoyao nodded absentmindedly.

She would not show up to support Song Xingkai, and could only use this method to relieve his financial pressure. It would be too difficult for a young man who had lived a life of luxury for two generations to go out to work and support his family.

Song Xingkai is not like Chen Jie. People like Chen Jie will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. Even if he goes out to beg, he can become the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Dashan is not Chenjie either. Chenjie always sips his tea slowly. Although he comes from a poor family, he has grasped the essence of a rich and idle person. His demeanor and manner were in no way inferior to those of a young master from an aristocratic family.

After being with him for a long time, Du Yaoyao was not used to seeing people drinking tea like a cow.

"Oh, right, young lady." Dashan suddenly remembered something, "Prime Minister Chen went to Xujiazhuang, found Xu Jiao's parents, dug up their graves and performed an autopsy."

"Is that so?" Du Yaoyao was surprised. She tapped the lid of the teapot with her fingertips and pondered, "It fits his style. He suspects Xu Jiao has replaced the female corpse in the water?"

"It should be." Dashan's black and white eyes sparkled, "The girl is really as good as a god. When Shen Xiang saw that the body in the coffin matched Xu Jiao's identity, he left without saying anything and did not cause trouble for the two elders of the Xu family."

"Dealing with smart people." Du Yaoyao muttered.

This was one of her tricks to prevent herself from sinking. She used Xu Jiao's body, and then bought a dead female corpse of the same age from somewhere else and put it in the coffin.

Chen Jie is a suspicious person. He is good at unraveling the whole picture from a few clues.

"There is another matter, it's quite a big deal." Dashan poured another cup of tea and drank it. He felt that the tea was fragrant and delicious. The girl looks pretty when drinking tea.

"Hmm?" Du Yaoyao took a sip slowly.

"The deposed queen of Wuhuan, her name was Hong something." Dashan recalled.

"Red calyx." Du Yaoyao reminded.

"Right, right, right." Dashan didn't know the word "E" at first. He repeated the rumor, "After Prime Minister Chen conquered Jiannan City, he advised Wuhuan Khan to kill the deposed queen. The deposed queen ran around holding the urn of Nanny, but was forced to a cliff by Prime Minister Chen's men, and had no choice but to commit suicide."

Du Yaoyao's face was calm. She was in Wuxing and had heard about this.

Dashan said with relish: "When the deposed queen jumped off the cliff, she was talking nonsense. Sometimes she said sorry to Qingshi, and sometimes she kept calling out Chen Xiang's name, saying that she would never love him again in the next life. When the Khan heard this, his face turned green with anger."

Du Yaoyao forced a smile, said she was tired, and sent Dashan away.

There was only one person left in the room. She scratched the table with her thin nails and cursed with tears in her eyes, "What's there to love about such a bastard man!"

He didn't know whether to scold Hong'e or himself.