Chapter 612 Who? Who are you?
The old widower is gone.
Jiang Lianzhu and Liao Jiu looked at each other.
Liao Jiu said, "As expected, the Si family still has descendants, but they don't want others to know about it. It's a bit mysterious."
"Indeed. The suspicion is quite strong. Could it be that he is really the eunuch Situ from the palace?"
Liao didn't speak for a long time.
The matter is a mystery and it is difficult to explain clearly.
"Even if Eunuch Si's hometown is in Shamen County, it seems that he has only secretly guarded the tomb and has not discovered anything else..."
It also feels like I've gained nothing.
After being delayed for several days, the men he sent out had almost completed the task at hand.
Everything that needs to be investigated has been investigated thoroughly.
Jiang Lianzhu pondered, "Every household has its own secrets, but no one seems to have any connection or grudge with Baihualou. Is the investigation going in the wrong direction? Or what's going on? Has everything been covered up long ago?"
"We can't tell anything from just looking at one of these. We have to go back to the capital to continue investigating. We can check their resumes. The Ministry of Revenue usually has a record of them. Only by combining the two can we know something. Wife, let's set off for the capital."
"good."
I have been delayed in the county town for several days. According to the normal schedule, I am afraid I will not be able to make it to the eldest princess's engagement banquet.
They try their best and catch up if they can, but forget it if they can't.
Jiang Lianzhu thought for a moment and said, "Let's send Dabao and Erbao back. They are of royal blood. It would be a bit unreasonable for them not to attend the eldest princess's engagement banquet. It would be too disrespectful to the Emperor Xuan. The Emperor Xuan has few children, so the eldest princess's engagement will definitely be a grand occasion. Let Dabao and Erbao go back first and let Chengfeng and Jifeng send them off."
Liao Jiu thought it was okay.
"Is it possible that Chengfeng and Jifeng won't be sent as gifts?"
Jiang Lianzhu wasn't too sure either. "Then try to reason with them until they give up."
Then, Jiang Lianzhu took a large pile of beef jerky and went to reason with the two golden eagles.
They were also allowed to have their own beef jerky after returning to Beijing, with options for spicy or spiced beef! Finally, they were told they no longer needed to hide in the mountains outside the city. They could build a nest for them at home, a separate yard, and a luxurious Dabie-style nest...
Chengfeng and Jifeng finally agreed.
I talked about the situation with Dabao and Erbao, and Dabao naturally agreed.
As for Erbao, he was still a little reluctant. Wouldn't it be nice to travel with his parents and enjoy the mountains and rivers? Or fly back to the capital on a golden eagle and go to the academy in advance? Pah!
But his personal wishes did not count, and Dabao agreed, so the matter was finalized.
That night, Liao Jiu gave Dabao some instructions, sent the two brothers onto the Golden Eagle, and left.
There is no need for Chengfeng and Jifeng to come here again. They can just stay in the capital to protect Dabao, Erbao and the others.
The next morning, they set off.
They went to Chubei Mansion to check the information.
***
The old widower has been back home for two days and still feels uneasy.
He could earn ten taels of silver for free a year by helping people look after their graves. At first, he didn't believe it and thought it was a ghost. Later, he went out to investigate secretly and found out that the family had a eunuch in their ancestor, and the villagers thought it was shameful and did not allow them to be buried in the village cemetery, but buried them outside. They guessed that the descendants had become rich, but were embarrassed to come back to sweep the grave openly, so they asked him to do so.
Since that's the case, and he can do this job, the money will be like falling from the sky.
I worked diligently for two years, burning paper during festivals and holidays, or weeding every ten days or half a month.
If weeds are not removed regularly in the wild wasteland, the graves will probably be lost as they become barren very quickly.
He had no children, was old, and had no source of income, but he lived a comfortable life relying on the ten taels of silver. His family, young and old, could live without the smell of meat all year round, and he could even have some wine every now and then.
Until he was caught by the police.
I started to feel unreliable. Even if it is inconvenient for the descendants to come back to visit the graves, they cannot be so secretive. Sending silver every year without even saying hello seems too mysterious.
My heart was pounding.
At night, I was tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep, when suddenly I felt someone next to my bed.
The old widower was so frightened that he took out a hunting knife from under his pillow to protect himself.
Holding the knife in his hand, he mustered up his courage and shouted, "Who is it?"
In order to save fuel, there was no light and it was pitch black.
I relied entirely on my feeling. With the faint moonlight shining in from outside, I could only vaguely see that the figure was tall, strong and powerful. He should be a strong young man.
"They called you in and asked you something."
The old widower was confused by the question, "What do you mean? Who? Who are you?"
There was a brief silence.
Soon, the old widower came to his senses. "Oh, oh, oh, I see. You are the young man who asked me to look after the graves, right? The official asked me why I wanted to sweep those graves and asked if I was a descendant of the Si family..."
The shadowy figure pressed on, "How did you answer?"
The old widower said, "What did I say? Of course I told the truth. I said I was looking at the grave for someone, so they asked me who I was looking at it for. I told the truth. Didn't you say that the person in the grave was a friend of your family? I'm an old widower with no children, so there's no need for me to lie! Master, don't you agree?"
The black shadow didn't speak, and the atmosphere was indescribably tense and depressing.
Even the breathing sound can be heard.
Perhaps sensing the murderous intent, the old widower, a former hunter, added with caution, "I'm just a grave-keeper, and I earn my living with a clear conscience. Besides, I've only met you once, and I don't know what grudge you have. I'm just a paid employee, and they can't punish me. I'm old, and I earn my living with a clear conscience..."
The shadowy figure finally spoke, "Alright. Keep watching. Pretend I wasn't here, and if anyone asks you about it, don't say anything. Got it?"
"I know, Master, I know..."
The next moment, a flash of light and shadow appeared in the room, and silence returned.
Xiang You had been lying in ambush around the old widower's house for several days and finally caught the fish.
He followed quietly...
His kung fu was far superior to that of the black shadow, and he had carefully concealed his aura and been lurking for such a long time. The man had also been observing for a long time before appearing here, so he could not be discovered at all if he followed him to the right.
We followed them all the way to Shamen County.
***
Capital city, imperial palace.
Imperial study.
After breakfast, Dabao and Erbao went to pay a visit to the King of War, but the King of War was not there as he had gone out for something.
So, the two of them went into the palace and met Emperor Xuan.
Xuanhuang was not in a very good mental state, and he was particularly happy to see Dabao and the others.
"Huh? Why did you come back so soon? According to the time, it shouldn't be that fast!" Xuan Huang asked while rubbing the throbbing blue veins on his forehead.
Dabao asked how he was and told him the truth.
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