I Have a Luck Altar

Yang Qing'an had a look of shock and anger on his face.

Why, is there something wrong?

Chen Yuan hurriedly asked, looking at the face of Mr. Yang, he knew that there must be a ghost!

My lord, be careful.

The butler's eyes flickered.

Chen Yuan held the handle of the knife, pulled it out suddenly, and a flash of knife light flashed:

Steward Yang, is it Chen who is asking questions, or are you asking questions? If you dare to intervene again, don't blame Chen for punishing you for obstructing the case!

Butler Yang looked suffocated, and smiled brightly:

I'm just reminding the young master if you have anything to say, and tell Chen Xunguan everything.

Mr. Yang, if you have anything to say, you may as well speak up.

Yang Qing'an's complexion changed several times, and he said in a low voice:

Steward Yang is right, yes. It was the bitch who accidentally fell into the well, and he lost his composure just now. Don't blame Chen Xunwei.

Now that Mr. Chen suspects that Mrs. Yan's death may have something to do with the adulterer who hooked up, Mr. Yang might as well speak out, maybe Mr. Chen can avenge you.

Yang Qing'an clenched his fists tightly, as if he was suppressing something, and after a long time, he said slowly:

I don't know who the damned adulterer is. I hope Chen Xunwei can tell me when he finds out.

Chen Yuan kept looking up and down on Yang Qing'an's body:

Master Yang really doesn't know?

Yang Qing'an shook his head with flickering eyes.

Forget it, since that's the case, Chen won't ask any more questions, but Chen Yuan turned his head to look at Butler Yang:

Mr. Yan's death is not that simple. Please tell Yang Sima not to touch Yan's body within seven days. Chen will report to him, and I will do the autopsy.

If, during this period, Yan’s body is gone.”

Xuntiansi is about to arrest someone!

Steward Yang frowned:

What basis does Xunwei Chen have that the young lady's death was not an accident? If there is no evidence, even the Sky Surveyor can't be so arrogant.

Hehe. The Sky Surveyor is so arrogant, how do you treat it?

Chen Yuan sneered, turned around and left directly.

But in my heart I secretly said:

Now, Yang Wanlou can't sit still.

Chen Yuan was just bluffing Steward Yang, forcing them to show their feet first. If he probed slowly, Chen Yuan might be able to find traces, but that would be too troublesome.

And there's a lot of uncertainty.

The side of the wellhead was cleaned up very clean, and there was almost nothing left. Mr. Yang probably knew the truth, but he didn't seem to dare to say it.

Chen Yuan was almost certain that Yan's death was definitely related to Yang Wanlou, but he had no conclusive evidence to prove it.

Yang Wanlou can completely overthrow his statement, but what can Chen Yuan do?

In the final analysis, Chen Yuan's current status is still a bit low. If he is a patrol angel now, he doesn't need to be so troublesome at all. As long as he has the bottom of his heart, he can take someone by force!

The only thing Chen Yuan is a little upset about now is that he has not found the Yang family's ancestral hall.

In fact, his initial plan was to come to investigate Yan's case on the surface, but secretly he stepped on the spot first, and then came to take away the Taixuan Jing at night.

If you really want to slowly destroy the Yang family, then the Taixuan Jing, that is not a normal person's way of thinking at all.

Chen Yuan's first goal is the Taixuan Sutra, and other murders and money are not important.

Unfortunately.

Things didn't go as he expected.

Not only did he fail to find the Yang family's ancestral hall, he even failed to find the light when he opened his eyes. He even suspected that he had found the wrong Yang family.

My lord, take good care of your illness. I'll go see off patrol Chen. The butler glanced at Yang Qing'an on the bed, and then quickly followed in Chen Yuan's footsteps.

Yang Qing'an's face was ugly, a little ferocious, but after a long time, he patted the quilt again, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

Following along the way, Steward Yang quickly closed the door after seeing Chen Yuan's figure disappear completely.

That Chen Yuan left?

Yang Wanluo in the room saw the housekeeper coming in, and asked with a gloomy face.

left already.

Did he find anything?

Yang Wanlou looked serious.

The housekeeper frowned, and informed Yang Wanlou of Chen Yuan's whereabouts and what he said.

Damn it!

Yang Wanlou slapped the table heavily with his palm, regretting not burning that bitch's body as soon as possible, otherwise, how could this happen?

However, he himself did not expect that news of that bitch's death would reach Xun Tiansi's mouth. After all, everyone in the entire mansion was restrained by him, and it was strictly forbidden to spread it.

How's Qing'an?

Young Master is already awake, and seems to have some hatred for you, Master. The butler said hesitantly.

The benevolence of a woman, I have no choice but to do this. Yang Wanlou sighed.

Master, there is one more thing to report to you.

What's up?

That Chen Yuan asked about the ancestral hall just now.

The butler looked serious.

what?

Yang Wanlou's face was a little nervous, and he hurriedly asked:

Does he know something?

I don't know yet, maybe he said something unintentionally, maybe...he came here for that batch of money, otherwise, how could the investigation be so rigorous because of Yan's death?

Besides, he still has to ask Wu Zuo to do an autopsy, obviously something has been found on Yan's body.

Yang Wanlou frowned, because he didn't expect the people from the government to come back, he didn't check Yan's body carefully, but just cleaned the mouth of the well.

Unexpectedly, it was finally noticed.

Regardless of whether he came for the money or not, since there is such a sign, he must not be allowed to live, Yang Wanlou said in a low voice.

But killing him now, I'm afraid it will attract more attention, just in case

Then what do you think we should do? Are we going to wait for this Chen Yuan to find out the truth about the Yan family and then I will be imprisoned? The batch of money is at home. Once the people from the Sky Survey Division search it out, it will be a serious crime of ransacking the house.

Hey, I shouldn't have wanted to covet this batch of money because of the death of Mr. Fu Cheng, otherwise, what would happen today? Yang Wanlou is now full of regret.

It would be nice to earn some oil and water from the grain transportation honestly. If you insist on listening to the housekeeper, swallow this batch of money, thinking that no one will know about Fu Cheng's death.

I didn't expect to hide for several months. After all, I will be exposed.

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Yang Wanlou took a deep breath:

Since this Chen Yuan is a newly transferred Sky Surveyor, he probably has no foundation in the Sky Survey Division. If you kill him, you must kill him!

If he doesn't die, we will be the ones who die in the future, and we must do it as soon as possible, and then burn the body of that bitch without leaving any traces. In this way, even if someone suspects, there is no evidence.

As for that batch of silver. We have to find a way to transport it away, and we can't keep it at home anymore.

Who is the master going to let do it?

The butler asked with a solemn expression.

The strength of the patrolling guards is not ordinary.

Let the people of the Qingjiao Society do it. I have helped them a lot these years, and it's time to repay some of my officials. A murderous look flashed on Yang Wanlou's face.

He is in charge of food transportation, and Qingjiao will dominate Yunjiang, so there will naturally be some collusion.

On the surface, he looks clean and honest, but in fact he has long been in collusion with the forces of the rivers and lakes.

Okay, I'll go tell them right away.

Well, it's best to let them completely disappear this Chen Yuan, at worst, give some money to the people in the Sky Survey Division, and try to suppress this matter as much as possible.

yes.

North of Nanling City.

Not long after leaving the Yang Mansion, Chen Yuan was dragged to a certain restaurant by Yue Shan. Several sky patrolling guards in black clothes kept looking at Chen Yuan, as if they wanted to see how he got Zhang Xuan's favor. of.

They are all colleagues invited by Yue Shan, and they are here to greet Chen Yuan.

What are you doing in a daze, drink, why don't you drink!

Yue Shan drank a big bowl of wine very boldly.

They are all colleagues under Zhang Xuan's command and have good friends with Yue Shan, so they will naturally be introduced to Chen Yuan. As for the other group of people, they are not so eager.

Apart from Chen Yuan and Yue Shan, there were four people in the restaurant. The stern man with a scar on his face was called Yang Feng, and the guy who looked quite young and kept flying knives on his fingers was called Yan Qing.

According to Yue Shan's introduction before, this guy is very good at throwing knives, and he was once taught by a Tang Sect master.

The other two are not so surprising, one is Han Jun and the other is Chen Ping, who have the same surname as Chen Yuan.

The wine table is the place that can bring the relationship closer, with Yue Shan mediating it, the few people have a good impression of Chen Yuan, and Chen Yuan treats them the same way.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Yue Shan's face was already flushed, and he drank seven or eight jars of wine by himself, which was amazing, and Chen Yuan didn't know how he digested it.

In short, I didn't go to the toilet once.

Chen Yuan, we will be friends on missions together from now on. Master Zhang values ​​you, Yue Shan believes in you, and Yang believes in their vision.

Yang Feng smiled lightly.

hehe.

Chen Yuan smiled and didn't say much.

It's just a preliminary contact and needs to be observed slowly, but if they can become friends with the very rough and bold Yue Shan, their xinxing must pass the test.

Yue Shan seems to be careless, but in fact he is careful. Chen Yuan already had this opinion when he first came into contact with him.

Yue Shan stood up unsteadily, pushed open the window, let out a long breath, looked around outside, pointed at the human being who was building the road, and said:

Damn it, I was building this road when I first joined the Sky Survey Division. Why are you still building it now?

He was a little annoyed.

Chen Yuan responded casually:

If you want to get rich, build roads first.

I don't quite agree with this sentence. After so many years of road construction, the people in our Nanling Mansion have never seen rich people. On the contrary, now that there have been successive years of drought, ordinary people are becoming more and more unable to survive.

Yan Qing sighed.

Han Jun's eyes moved:

What Chen Yuan said makes sense. If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. If the roads are uneven, how can you come to merchants?

Chen Yuan continued:

The common people, Li and Shu, walk and don't build roads. Naturally, they can't get rich. The money is taken away by those road builders.

Haha, makes sense, makes sense.

Those corrupt officials deserve to die!

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