After dinner, Yan Funing followed Fu Ciyi back to the house.
The two men were walking one in front and the other behind, when suddenly the man stopped.
Yan Funing was walking with her head down, almost bumping into him, so she stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Do you like children?" he asked.
"I think children are quite amusing. Let me tell you, children's hands are so nice to squeeze."
The man took her hand and said, "Your hands are also very nice to squeeze."
Yan Funing chuckled: "That's different."
"I've observed that girls are indeed more likable than boys." As he said this, the man took another step and pulled her away.
"What do you mean? It seems you've made a comparison?"
"Your sister and brother-in-law's son, Yuen Long, is quite mischievous. But the little kid from the Yu family was very well-behaved and quiet."
The man asked, "I've said so much, but you can't understand what I mean?" He paused and said directly, "Give me a baby."
"I just want a daughter anyway."
Yesterday we hid under the beams of the roofs of various places in the county government office, not only to secretly gather information, but also to observe the terrain.
Lu Wenfeng pointed to the dust beneath the file and said, "If there's no dust, it means it's been moved recently. We must search for it."
"Of course." Lu Wenfeng said calmly, "The cleaner it is, the more likely it is that there is no problem."
Yan Funing choked and muttered, "If you want a daughter, go ahead and give birth to one. Why are you rambling so much with me?"
As soon as Fu Ciyi finished speaking, Lu Wenfeng pried out a large, thin, flat drawer from between the partitions.
"Isn't it too early to talk about this before we get married?" She pursed her lips and lowered her voice, "I'm afraid of pain, I probably won't dare to give birth."
Fu Ciyi nodded: "After hearing what he said, you also remembered that when no one passed by your beam, they said that the county magistrate often went to the archives room."
It was clearly written below that the Dongyuan real estate and property would be inherited by Wan Niang and her son.
Someone followed and observed the wall, feeling around and found nothing protruding from under it.
Inside the drawer, there was actually a will.
So the eight of them calmed down and looked closer at the dust.
Zhen Shou said: "Just look at the thickness of the ash and you'll know."
Fu He said: "There are so few, we have to search until tomorrow morning, right?"
Perhaps in Niu Zehua's view, the safer the place, the more dangerous it is.
Niu Ze suggested: "Do we have to go to the county magistrate's and county lieutenant's houses to look for it?"
She has always been afraid of pain.
After searching the file room, it was already late at night.
At that time, Fu Ciyi said: "Is there any dust in those two rows? Maybe it's outside. Should we look carefully here?"
So, where is it hiding?
Lu Wenfeng handed the dagger to Fu Jiang in front of him, and then picked up the will and opened it to read.
While people were coming and going in the county government office, he was actually discovered.
They knew where the file room was last night, and the eight of them walked around the corridor as if they were familiar with the place and retreated into the file room.
Lu Wenfeng explained calmly, "Yan Bojian is so cunning. If you take it away, I will argue that you forged the will. Just leave it where it is. Then, in front of the entire county government, you can dig it out again. I won't have any excuse."
Compared to other places, the file room here is where anyone in the county government can retreat. To a certain extent, it is relatively dangerous.
Seeing this, Fu Jiang said, "Sir, why did you put it back? Since you found the will, you should keep it."
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Seeing that the documents below were mostly household registration and tax documents, I waved my hand and said, "I'll have to look for those two rows again."
Lu Wenfeng said, "It's outside the file room."
When the seven people saw me like this, they rushed over.
Yan Funing lowered her head and retreated.
Since we didn't have a general understanding of the terrain yesterday, we first retreated from Yan Bojian's office.
It was already midnight when we returned to Qingshan Town.
Niu Ze raised his little finger: "Sir, lower your head!"
Fu Ciyi glanced at him and said, "His family has a lot of property to inherit, so why was he kicked out the day after his wedding?" As he spoke, he asked himself, "Do you know that Fu Qiyan and Bo Jian want to take over the family property?"
"The problem is, we've looked in a row, but are there any more? Could it be that it's also outside?" Fu He frowned.
Lu Wenfeng frowned and looked around.
But there was a discovery.
"Why?" Niu Zehua asked.
After looking through a row of shelves, he realized that either Yan Bojian was negligent in government affairs or Ling County had too few affairs to attend to, and the few files were old and covered with thick dust.
They opened the tinder, lit it, took out the candles they had prepared in advance, and searched for it quickly.
"The child is still young. Besides, the two children are not the same age, so they cannot be compared."
It is a safe place.
With a sigh, he stepped back out of the courtyard.
Niu Zehua is a cautious person. If I hide the important documents at home, then it will be in the county government office.
I thought for a moment, and the one in front raised his hand: "Let's go to the file room."
If a mark is left and Yan Bojian finds it, he will be caught off guard.
"That partition is indeed thicker."
Lu Wenfeng said, "It must be tomorrow morning."
Now it is the same.
"Yes." Several people responded.
I lit the candle again and saw more than ten shelves lined up in the file room, with countless files displayed underneath.
In the evening, the Fu family had dinner early.
Zhenfeng said, "Yan Bojian must be a bad official. You see, all the bad cases have been closed and then thrown into the ground."
In this way, the seventh room is under control.
Even the shelves are used.
Are you waiting for me?
I just searched through all the bookshelves, desks and drawers, but found few books and documents, and no personal belongings of Yan Bojian.
Fu Ciyi smiled and continued, "As for the dusty ones, if they are new files and no one has touched them often, that would be great!"
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