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Wu Wei'an put down his purse and said calmly, "I'm going to reply to the letter."
Not long after leaving the government office, Xue Zhu found the detectives outside Liangzhou City, who were running around like headless flies, chasing after Mrs. Xie, the head of the Xie family.
On the day of execution, the detectives all witnessed Xuezhu's abilities.
Seeing Xuezhu coming, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and regarded Xuezhu as their backbone.
Xuezhu took his men directly to Qingzhou.
According to intelligence, the head of the Xie family and Mrs. Xie are probably hiding in Qingzhou.
He wanted to travel overnight, but the detectives were really tired.
One by one, they fell to the ground and gasped like dead dogs, refusing to take another step no matter what. Even poking their butts with an embroidery needle was useless.
Xue Zhu frowned, thinking about how the young master had scolded them before, and said to the detectives, "Rest for a quarter of an hour, then continue."
The detectives wailed.
Xuezhu let them wail and flew to the branches of a tree, subconsciously reaching into his arms again and again.
His wallet is empty.
Xuezhu was stunned for a moment.
He had already embroidered the purse with the mandarin ducks playing in the water.
But at that time, he was still facing the young master's face and couldn't give it to Ayang, so he hid it safely under the pillow.
But now he has nothing to do, so he wants to give it a few more stitches to make the mandarin ducks playing in the water more perfect.
But my wallet is gone.
Xuezhu frowned and tried hard to recall.
Then he remembered.
At that time, Baofu came over suddenly. He was in a hurry and only had time to pick up the broom. He forgot to take the purse under the pillow.
According to the young master's temperament...
Xuezhu sat upright on the branch, her back straight, her expression becoming increasingly tense, and her lips bitten tightly.
If Lady Du were here, she would definitely say, "Oh, who bullied our Xuezhu?"
Chapter 78 The Purse on the Lady's Waist
Under Xue Zhu's almost cruel drive, the detectives from the Liangzhou government rushed day and night to a small village outside Qingzhou city, and captured the head of the Xie family and his wife with an unstoppable momentum.
The detectives were driven crazy by Xue Zhu. Even though the Xie family was protected by people from the Beishan Sword Sect, they still rushed forward regardless of their lives.
After all, they have Lord Xue to protect them.
In the eyes of the constables in the government office, the Snow Guard sent by the prefect was like a god or the King of Hell.
When he used an embroidery needle to poke the butt of the last person in their team, the Snow Guard was the King of Hell.
The Snow Guard who always manages to sweep off the heads of the Beishan Sword Sect disciples when they swing their swords is a god.
Ji Yunxi and his group took half a month to travel from Qingzhou to Liangzhou.
Xuezhu and his constables rode at full speed and it only took eight days.
Eight days later, Xing Siyu noticed that all the subordinates in the yamen under his jurisdiction had lost a lot of weight.
As soon as they handed the two people from the Xie family over to Chief Prisoner Xing, they walked into the wing room for the detectives to take a nap and fell asleep on the ground.
Xuezhu had no desire to sleep at all and went straight to the mansion to find Wu Weian.
In the wing room, the constable who had lost the most weight this time looked at Xue Zhu's instantly disappeared figure and muttered to himself: "Guardian Xue, don't you need to sleep?"
The brothers beside him were also very moved when they heard this: "On this Qingzhou trip, Guard Xue went to bed later than us and got up earlier than us, but why is Guard Xue still fine?"
"Yes! My clothes were clearly torn before I went to sleep on the way, but when the Snow Guard woke me up with his sword the next day, my clothes had been neatly mended. The Snow Guard is really terrifying."
"Who says it's not?" The constable beside him tugged at his sleeve. The stitching on it almost blended into the clothes itself, making it almost impossible to tell that it had been mended. You have to look closely to see it clearly. He was a little distressed. "My wife has always been jealous. If she sees these stitches, she will definitely suspect me again. If I tell her that Guard Snow helped me sew these, will she think I'm quibbling and kick me out of the house?"
The brother next to him patted him and said, "Don't think too much. Get some sleep first."
"Too."
At the same time, Xuezhu had already arrived at the mansion.
Futang is where Wu Wei'an works, and it is right next to the yamen.
He pushed the door open and went in. Wu Weian was sitting in the hall, and the Dianshi beside him was reporting to him.
Wu Wei'an looked at Xue Zhu and asked, "Has the person been captured?" while asking the official to leave.
Xuezhu nodded.
Wu Weian: "Okay, you can go back and rest."
But Xuezhu didn't leave, he still stood there.
Wu Wei'an raised his eyebrows: "What do you want?"
Xue Zhu pursed her lips and said, "Sir, have you seen my purse?"
"Purse?" Wu Weian was slightly surprised.
Xuezhu nodded and said, "I put it under the pillow in the side room. There are pictures of mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered on both sides of the purse."
Wu Wei'an shook his head, his expression normal: "Under the pillow? I don't know, I haven't turned it over. Go and check for yourself."
Xuezhu looked at Wu Weian, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Finally, she turned around and left, going to the side room.
He shook the pillows and quilt in the side room several times, but couldn't find his purse.
Xuezhu felt very uncomfortable.
It wasn't because he felt bad about losing the purse, but because he thought the lost purse was not good enough afterwards, so he sewed a few fewer stitches.
But he could never sew it properly.
How could Xuezhu let this go? The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
Xuezhu walked out of the side room in a depressed mood and bumped into Ji Yunxi who was about to go out.
Xuezhu bowed to Ji Yunxi and said, "Madam."
Ji Yunxi looked at him, smiled slightly, and subconsciously softened her tone: "You're back?"
Xuezhu nodded.
Baofu followed behind Ji Yunxi, looking Xuezhu up and down, his brows furrowed, feeling distressed. "Xuezhu, you've lost weight! You must not have eaten or slept well these days out there, right? When the young lady and I are done with our work, we'll bring you some cakes!"
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