Seeing a guest coming, Tang Chen quickly got down from the stool, put his things away, and opened the gate. After rubbing his hands to warm them up, he pinched the little kid's red cheeks and said, "Little Loach, it's snowing, why did you run out? Aren't you afraid that the teacher will scold you?"
This little loach was the little beggar from the "Qinglong Village" who had been teased by Tang Chen before. Although this child was usually very naughty, after getting to know him, you will find that this child is really worthy of being loved. No wonder Wang Fengjiao and her men chased her for several blocks just because she teased him a little.
After handing the long brocade box to Tang Chen, Little Loach squinted his eyes and smiled: "Brother Lin Feng asked me to give this to you, saying that he can't come today!"
After Tang Chen took the food, she pointed to the bowl still on the wall and said with a smile, "Thank you, little cutie. Come, sister will treat you to a delicious meal!"
Lin Feng was the chief constable of Qinghe County. Thanks to Tang Chen's efforts, they had become close friends. They had originally agreed that today was Tang Chen's first birthday here, and he'd come join in the fun. Now, it looked like something might have delayed him. But it didn't matter; as long as the gift arrived, it was fine.
With the Lunar New Year just a month away, Chunzaitang was in its hectic state. Although Tang Chen was already able to manage the accounts, he was happy to have some free time. Adhering to the principle of trusting those he employed, Tang Chen handed over full responsibility for Chunzaitang's affairs to Liu Yong's family, leaving it to him to review the accounts when he had time.
Liu Yong couldn't leave the shop. Knowing today was a big day, he didn't dare neglect it, so he asked Liu Lin to send a lot of gifts and snacks early. However, no one came to the Qinghe Princess Mansion or the Liuxiang Tavern, not even Chen Xin was nowhere to be seen. However, Tang Chen didn't care much. After all, he didn't want them to know...
Tang Chen figured no one was coming today, so after eating and drinking, she settled into the kitchen alone to research a new dark dish. Tang Chen, having succeeded once again, looked at the dark mess in the pot and shook her head helplessly. Really, after serious reflection, she realized it wasn't her fault for lacking talent; it was all because of the clay pot on the stove; it was truly ineffective!
Tang Chen just came out with the pot to pour something out. When he looked up, he happened to meet the eyes of the "gentleman on the beam" who had only climbed halfway over the wall: "Hey, why are you here? Didn't you say you couldn't come?"
Lin Feng coughed dryly, then sat on the wall and explained, "...I was just passing by."
"Come down quickly, come down, I'll pour you some tea!"
Lin Feng's arrival at midnight truly delighted Tang Chen. Furthermore, Lin Feng was handsome and a civil servant, and his personality also appealed to her. Although he didn't talk much, he was very caring. Tang Chen had thought more than once, could this man be the honest man sent by heaven to her side? If that were the case, she would be flattered!
Lin Feng chatted with Tang Chen for a while, and then helped wash the dishes. Seeing that it was getting late, and thinking that she needed to rest, she said goodbye and left. Tang Chen walked Lin Feng to the gate of the courtyard, and only went into the house after he walked away. Of course, entering the house was a normal operation; climbing over the wall was also normal.
Tang Chen had just seen the other person off and was about to go back to boil some water to wash his face and go to bed. Unexpectedly, when he pushed the gate, he was left standing in the cold wind. "Oh my god, why is this door locked?"
Tang Chen struggled to climb over the wall, looking at the candlelight in the room that had gone out at some point, and was puzzled: "I remember when I just came out, I didn't turn off the lights or close the door. What a ghost..."
Just after complaining to this point, the witty Tang Chen said that there is only one truth: Could it be that there are thieves?
Tang Chen climbed over the wall into the yard, picked up a piece of firewood from the pile in the corner, held it in his hand, tiptoed to the door, and gently pushed it open.
“……!”
The people inside the house seemed a little panicked by the noise at the door. In the light of the snow, Tang Chen only saw a strange figure in his nest. Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and raised his stick and started to attack: "You little thief, you dare to come to your sister Tang's house, right? Die!"
Tang Chen's men dodged several blows from the man with ease. She was about to throw away the useless stick and directly pick up the stool, but the man stopped her with a shout: "Stop!"
Tang Chen was about to throw the stool away when he was startled by the sound. He shuddered all over and dropped the stool to the ground. "Fuck, I must be hallucinating!"
Before she could react, the person in the room suddenly spit out blood. Tang Chen realized something was wrong and quickly took out a tinder from his pocket and lit a candle. The moment the candlelight came on, Tang Chen caught a glimpse of the bright red on the ground: "...Fuck, where did the blood come from!"
Wang Yanzhou sat on the table, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and shook his head helplessly: "You girl, you hit me really hard."
Tang Chen was stunned. She clearly remembered that she had just missed. Could it be that she had accidentally mastered the legendary "shooting the bull from behind the mountain" technique? Was Wang Yanzhou injured by her own internal energy? Wait, this didn't seem to be the point. "Why are you here?"
Wang Yanzhou saw that she had finally reacted, and with a smile on his face, he closed his eyes and fell backwards. If Tang Chen hadn't reacted quickly, his head would have come into close contact with the hard floor tiles.
After Tang Chen put all his energy into moving the unconscious Wang Yanzhou to the bedroom, he was surprised to find that he had gone somewhere and his chest was stained with blood...
On a snowy night, Qinghe County seemed exceptionally peaceful. On the pitch-black streets, only the lights in front of the pharmacy and inn remained on.
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