After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

On the other side, Pei Xisheng also told Wang Xisi exactly what Lin Zhiyu said today.

"Master, I was wondering last time. Why would the Li family know about the little maid?"

Pei Xisheng twisted her handkerchief, "That maid had evil intentions. She was unwilling to leave Qingshan City and died in the end. It was not her fault!"

When Pei Xisheng said the last four words, there seemed to be resentment in his eyes.

As soon as I married into the Wang family, there was a little maid who didn't know the heights of the world and wanted to climb into bed.

Do you really treat her like a soft persimmon?

Wang Xisi looked at his first wife, stunned for a moment, and finally sighed.

"I've been here in Jiji camp all year, what are the false reputations for?

This matter must never be mentioned again. "

Pei Xisheng looked at his master steadily with his eyes, making sure that there was no trace of nostalgia in him, and then he felt relieved.

"Master, what should we do with the Li family?"

Pei Xi said, "Why don't I come and have a look in person so that I can have a better idea of ​​what's going on."

"What if the illness gets worse?" Wang Xisi rubbed the purple clay pot in his hand, and there was a deep meaning in his words.

Pei Xisheng frowned: "What do you mean, sir, is someone deliberately pushing this matter to the table?"

Why is a past event from many years ago brought up again for no reason?

After thinking for a moment, Wang Xisi said: "Let the people below keep an eye on the second master's yard and don't let anything happen to him.

That girl Lin Zhiyu had many falling outs with the Li family because of Lan Shu. Looking at her like that, she didn't believe in these ghosts.

You go to her and let her think of a solution. This time, there is no need to stop her. "

Pei Xisheng smiled as he recalled the way Lin Zhiyu talked to him.

"This girl has many ideas, and she will definitely be able to help us uncover this untrue story."

After all, it is a scandal that makes people laugh out loud.

After asking his servants to take Pei Xisheng back to his room, Wang Xisi called two more people.

The visitors are the two brothers He Ming and He Liang, who were specially allocated to him when the old man was still alive.

When people are doing business outside, they will always encounter a few unreasonable people. If they are too soft, they have to fight hard.

He Ming He Liang, the two brothers, all covered in flesh, knelt on the ground with one knee.

"Master's orders?"

Wang Xisi poured a sip of tea into his mouth and said, "You two, go find out where Zeng Ling is now and who she was close to before."

The two brothers looked at each other.

How long has this been going on? Why did the master want to investigate that maid again?

"Sir, isn't that man well taken care of in the village?"

He Liang asked.

Wang Xisi said: "She ran away. There were difficult things in the business at that time, and I didn't tell you.

Now that someone wants to ruin the reputation of our Wang family, I have to start from this point. "

Wang Xisi paused and added: "Focus on the Jinxiu Tower in the west of the city."

He Mingdao: "Why Jinxiu Tower?"

That's a flower building.

"She's a girl, she can't run far. Jinxiulou's mother is greedy, so she might end up there."

He Ming gave him a slap in the face.

Whatever the master says is what it is, why should I do it if I ask so many questions?

"Go." Wang Xisi carried the teapot and walked to the window.

When he raised his eyes, he could just see the entrance of Wang Wufei's courtyard.

He Ming and He Liang agreed and immediately set off for Zhuangzi.

"This Zeng Ling, I was kind enough to spare her life, but now I want to drag the Wang family into the water with me?

In my opinion, she is a disaster! "

When He Liang left, he even cursed.

This sentence was completely heard by Wang Furong.

The Wang family's current achievements are inseparable from his father's management.

This Zeng Ling sounds like a shameless villain. How could her father be related to her?

Thinking of what her second uncle had said, Wang Furong turned around and went to her father's study.

It was better to choose the day than to hit it. At this time, her father was in her room and the two He brothers were not there. It was a good time for her to take action!

As expected, there was no one at the study door.

Wang Furong held her breath, stepped lightly, and slipped in through the crack in the ajar door.

The secret compartment under the chair...

Her heart was pounding, and she was even more nervous than if she had gotten into trouble and been chased and beaten by her mother.

This is a study room.

A man's most private place.

Her eyes were wandering, and she was busy standing guard. One hand was holding the corner of the table, and the other hand was groping around based on feeling.

"Click."

Got it!

Wang Furong's eyes lit up, and she simply got in all at once. After tinkering for a long time, she finally pulled out a small box.

There was no lock on it, and when I touched it with my fingertips, it was clean.

There were faint voices outside, and Wang Furong squeezed under the table with her heart in her throat, shrinking herself like a quail.

The footsteps were closer, even closer.

Don't come in!

Wang Furong prayed secretly.

Not sure if his prayers had any effect, he paused at the door for a moment and then walked away.

call.

Wang Furong breathed a sigh of relief and opened the box. There was only a picture of a beauty inside.

She unfolded the scroll, her heart pounding and her ears buzzing.

The person above is not my mother!

Who is that?

That maid named Zeng Ling?

Is everything the second uncle said true?

Wang Furong felt anxious, raised her head, and hit the corner of the table with a clang.

"Who is there?"

Pei Xisheng, who was coming out of Lin Zhiyu's yard, heard the movement and hurried to the study.

If Wang Xisi was in the study, the door must be tightly closed.

Why is there a gap?

In fact, it was nothing, but there was a voice in Pei Xisheng's heart, tempting her to go and take a look.

There was a creak, and the door opened. Standing inside was a frightened Wang Furong, with half a volume of paintings in her hand that she hadn't had time to put away.

"What are you doing in your father's study?"

Pei Xisheng remembered what happened before, took two steps forward, grabbed Wang Furong's collar and questioned her.

Wang Furong rarely defended herself. She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look directly at her mother. She hid the hand holding the painting behind her.

"what is this?"

Her little movements were noticed by Pei Xisheng, and she snatched the painting away, but Wang Furong bit her lower lip and refused to let go no matter what.

"This is my father's thing, you can't look at it."

There was a stubbornness in her eyes.

"How come you can see it but I can't?"

Pei Xisheng pulled hard out of nowhere.

The scroll opened and he met the beauty on the painting.

The person in the painting is dressed as a maid, holding a book, squatting under the shadow of a tree, looking deep in thought.

Rumble!

It was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, hitting the marriage she thought was happy.

Wang Furong secretly said something bad, and instinctively wanted to cover up for her father: "I got this from a street stall. I thought I would exchange it with the calligraphy and paintings in my father's room..."

Pei Xisheng raised his head suddenly, his eyes were about to burst, and everyone's demeanor was gone.