Wei San easily slipped into Prince Jin's villa. Although today's banquet was not held here, the people here were all busy, and there was no sign of laziness or slacking off on their part.
It’s not that Jiang Bai manages people too well, but Chu Youyang has said before that whoever dares to be lazy, men will sell coal mines, and women will sell brothels...
Although Chu Youyang didn't say it so harshly, with a bit of a joking tone, but these human indentures were all in his hands, who would dare to joke with him? They were all scared.
So it was not easy for Wei San to find someone to ask questions.
I finally found an idle person, but after talking for a long time I discovered that he was a mute and seemed to be deaf.
He was dressed as a servant, and a steward saw him wandering around idly, so he took him to Prince Jin's mansion to wash his tripe.
While washing, Wei San cursed in his heart but did not dare to curse out loud.
The tripe had a smell, so he could only stuff his nostrils with green onions.
Wei San looked around while washing. Since he could be transferred from the villa to Prince Jin's Mansion, maybe Yingxiang could too.
But he didn't see Yingxiang, instead he saw a sneaky old man.
This old man is very strange. If you say he is a servant, he is not working. If you say he is a guest who has come to the wrong place, he is wearing a cloth suit that does not fit him well.
As he watched, Wei San suddenly frowned.
The onion fell off.
The pungent stench hit my head straight.
He quickly picked up the onions and stuffed them away, then looked over and saw the old man trying to sneak into the kitchen.
Wei San didn't need to care about this matter, but he suddenly saw a corner of the old man's cloth clothes lifted up, revealing the colorful clothes underneath.
Not to mention that no one wears colorful clothes at this age, even children don’t wear such gaudy and messy clothes.
Wei San immediately remembered that on the day Song Gui was stabbed, he saw a figure in colorful clothes.
He immediately stood up and walked towards the old man, "Uncle, uncle, I have something to ask you!"
This old man was none other than Yao Shang.
Yao Shang turned around with an unhappy look on his face, "I don't know! Go ask someone else!"
Wei San was not willing to let him go so he blocked his way and said, "I'm new here. Are you from Prince Jin's Mansion? I want to ask you how to get to the toilet here."
Yao Shang glared at him, feeling very annoyed. Who has the time to deal with this stinky guy? He must have been unlucky, as he had to deal with stinky people all the time.
But Wei San ignored his expression and continued to ask.
Yao Shang was furious, and with a flick of his finger he was about to cast a curse on him.
Wei San was completely unaware and continued to ask, "Are you from Prince Jin's Mansion?"
Just when Yao Shang was about to make his move, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "What are you two doing? It's almost too late to use it, hurry up and wash it!"
The steward was watching them right now, so Yao Shang definitely couldn't enter the kitchen, nor could he cast a spell under people's eyes. He had no choice but to go wash the tripe with Wei San...
It stinks...
While washing, Wei San asked, "Where does the old man live?"
Yao Shang saw that he was being smoked by the onion stuck in his nostrils, and he became even more annoyed. He reached out and pulled the onion out of his nostrils and stuffed it into his own nostrils.
Wei San was almost mad at the old man, and wanted to pinch his neck and go find Song Gui's wife. But fortunately he didn't pinch him, otherwise he would have been bewitched by Yao Shang.
It wasn't that he controlled himself, but that he suddenly saw a familiar silhouette.
He hadn't seen her for many years, but he recognized it as Yingxiang's silhouette. She didn't seem to have changed much, unlike him, who had aged...
Wei San couldn't control himself and ran after Yingxiang who was serving the dishes.
Yao Shang looked around and saw that no one was looking at him, so he got up and went back to the kitchen. However, just as he reached the door, he saw the manager coming out with grease at the corner of his mouth.
"What's going on? Are you crazy because you're hungry? Do you have to come in and steal food?" The manager glared at him fiercely, "Go away! Go wash up!"
Yao Shang endured it and went back to wash first and go again later.
It was just that the manager seemed to have been keeping an eye on him. The second time he stood up, the manager came over and said, "What's the matter? You want to run away again? I don't believe this. I'll stand here and watch you take a shower today!"
A little lack of patience will ruin a great plan, so Yao Shang endured it again.
While Yao Shang was washing the tripe while suppressing his anger, Wei San chased Yingxiang to the front yard.
Today's banquet was very important to Chu Youyang, so the cooks and servers were all from Prince Jin's mansion. After Wei San caught up with her, he discovered that the girl just looked like Yingxiang, but was not her.
He has to keep looking.
But before he could walk away, someone stopped him.
"Did you drop these?"
The person who was speaking was Su Bei. She was also a very important person today, but just now a young man accidentally spilled a cup of tea on her, so she went to change her clothes.
What she held in her hand was a stack of papers, each with two big words written on it - Silver Notes.
She clearly saw that it fell out of the bearded servant, but Wei San refused to admit it.
"No, no, no, it's not mine! No!" Wei San denied it flatly.
Those banknotes were all his savings as a bandit over the years, including the money he got from robbing Jiang Gaoyun last time. The second in command of his family had been eyeing them covetously, so he didn't dare leave them on the mountain.
But even though his heart was bleeding at this moment, he couldn't admit it.
He dressed up as a servant and took out so many banknotes, wouldn't he be arrested? If someone recognized him and brought up the case from that year, his life would be over.
He knows clearly what is important and what is not.
Su Bei looked at him in confusion, "It's really not yours?" Maybe there was something wrong with her eyes?
"No, no!" Wei San shook his head desperately.
"Oh, well, go ahead and get busy..."
Hearing this, Wei San ran away quickly.
Su Bei was very puzzled. Whose banknotes were worth tens of millions of taels? Could it be the gift money he received today? He should ask Xue Jinrong.
But Xue Jinrong didn't have time to pay attention to her at the moment. For some reason, the four children were crying at the same time. It was not enough for others to hold them and comfort them, so she had to comfort them one by one.
So Su Bei called Chu Youyang again.
Just as he was about to ask, Chu Youyang looked at the banknotes and widened his eyes, "Isn't this the banknote I paid for the Jiang family's real estate deed?"
Although he didn't recognize all of them, there was one that was given to him while he was eating and a drop of sauce soup fell on it, and the shape was exactly the same.
Su Bei glanced at him sideways, "You're not trying to claim it for someone else, are you? Why is the banknote you used to buy the title deed here?"
"Ah, this..." Chu Youyang was also confused. He was very sure that without inviting Jiang Gaoyun, there was no way he would have seen this banknote.
Su Bei asked him again how much he had spent in total, counted the banknotes again, and found that the number was wrong, so he immediately put the banknotes away.
Chu Youyang felt like he had gained something and then lost it again...
Su Bei felt as if he had picked up gold...
Who would go out with so many banknotes? Besides, few people present have such wealth. If anyone does, it must have been obtained through embezzlement...
The right thing to do is to confiscate money that comes from illegal sources.
"Okay, okay, we can build a few more academies this time. You and Jinrong can have fun outside!"
As Su Bei spoke, he stuffed a note of two hundred thousand taels into his hand.
Chu Youyang finally managed to find a little balance...