After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

"Hmph! Youngsters just don't know the etiquette. You're flirting in front of an old man! You're an eyesore!" Old Shi was not convinced. He sneered and waved his hand to drive them away. "I'll take care of the rest myself. I'll give Master Song a satisfactory answer before the sun sets tomorrow! If you want to talk about love, get out of here! You're an eyesore!"

He said "an eyesore" twice in a row. His change of attitude was faster than turning the pages of a book.

Yuan Ge smiled with her eyes curved, and did not explain the so-called "love talk". She just said goodbye gently and followed Song Wenyuan out. The dim light of the torches in the imperial prison shone on her, and the vague sadness all over her body faded a little.

Song Wenyuan had been paying attention to her expression the whole time, and asked casually, "Do you like Mr. Shi?" This old man had a bad temper, and there were not many people who got along with him over the years.

Yuan Ge pursed his lips and chuckled, but the smile faded away in a moment, "Hmm. Reminds me of an old friend..." The old man had the same temper, and would get angry at the slightest provocation. He was so lovable... But now that his beloved disciple and junior have both passed away, the pain of seeing the young die will only last forever.

At the age of sixteen, she had never traveled far in these years, and she didn't know where all these "old friends" came from. Song Wenyuan was puzzled, but he never asked. This was not like his style. He had a girl who was weird in every way by his side... but she was a weak girl. Now that Jianshu was watching her, her every move was under his eyes, so he didn't have to be afraid.

After convincing himself, he lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Is there anywhere else you want to go? If not, then go back."

"It's autumn now, I want to buy a peach tree and plant it in the yard." She sighed softly, then put away her lonely expression and said, "There's news from Jinxiu Pavilion too, saying that the clothes are ready, I'll stop by to pick them up."

"it is good……"

Before he could even finish the word "OK", his men came over to report that Hui Dasheng's lost pair of shoes had been found. So before he could finish the word "OK", his voice turned into "Let's go together?"

It was still early, so Yuan Ge readily agreed.

……

Hui Dasheng's shoes were not found at the bottom of the river, but in the West Market - by Hui Dasheng's wife. Song Wenyuan's impression of Hui Dasheng's wife was only a glimpse of her back, leaving her young daughter behind and crying while holding her body. He had never even seen her appearance. When he saw her today, he was a little surprised. This woman was dressed simply, but she was very good-looking, spoke softly and had a gentle temperament. At this moment, she was bare-faced and in mourning clothes, which made people feel pity.

The other party claimed that her maiden name was Zhang.

Zhang said that she had been tossing and turning in nightmares for the past few days, and during the day she would wander back and forth in a daze along the road where Hui Dasheng fell into the water. Today was no exception, and she somehow ended up in Xishi and found the pair of shoes in a narrow alley.

It had rained for the past two days, so my shoes were still a little damp, but there weren't many mud marks. But the yamen runners searched the area thoroughly and didn't find any other clues. The only thing that could be proved was that Hui Dasheng's fall into the water was not an accident, but a murder. But after another round of questioning around the area, the yamen runners still found nothing.

This pair of shoes...seems to be somewhat useful, but also not very useful.

As Zhang spoke, she started to cry again. She reached out her hand to feel for the handkerchief but couldn't find it. She wiped her tears and snot with her sleeve, looking very miserable and pitiful. Yuan Ge took two steps forward and handed over his handkerchief. The other party quickly glanced at her, whispered "thank you", and stepped aside to wipe her eyes with her head down.

Yuan Ge suddenly sniffed her nose, then raised her hand to rub the tip of her nose, sniffed again, retreated to Song Wenyuan and murmured in a low voice, "This fragrance... If I remember correctly, this is the treasure of Huajiantang, a little frankincense as valuable as the tip of a fingernail and worth one tael of silver. How could the clerks in the Maritime Customs be so well-off?" Her eyes fell on the shoes under Zhang's mourning clothes. There was a hole at the big toe and the toes were exposed.

Looking at the almost dilapidated yard now...it is obvious that the Hui family is almost stretched to the limit.

Huajiantang is the most expensive spice shop in the city.

Song Wenyuan's expression changed slightly, and he whispered in her ear, "Are you sure? Maybe it's from another store and is cheaper."

"I have always had a keen nose. Besides, I smelled the incense in your study two days ago and it was really good. I just went to Huajiantang to look for it, and the shopkeeper even assured me that he was the only one in Shengjing City that had this kind of frankincense."

"Have you found it?" There was a hint of smile in the questioning voice, coming from his chest, deep and steady, which made people feel at ease.

Just like that wooden incense, it soothes the mind.

Yuan Ge shook his head and said no, "There are similar ones, but I always feel like something is missing..."

"Of course it's different. It's something from the palace, given by His Majesty. If you like it, just take it and use it." The little girl had very high standards. She looked down on other things and only stared at the things given by the emperor in the palace. He smiled and shook his head. When he looked up again, his expression changed. He nodded to Zhang who was still crying over there and ordered concisely, "Take it away."

The voice was cold, like a sharp knife piercing the bone.

Zhang looked up, her face tearful, her eyes fixed in astonishment. It was not until she was lifted up from the stone bench that she let out a cry like thunder, "I am innocent! Sir! Sir, what crime have I committed?! I—woo!"

The sound stopped suddenly.

The Jinyiwei stuffed a piece of cloth, the substance of which could not be identified, into Zhang's open mouth, and she could only stare and cry out.

Yuan Ge looked up at Song Wenyuan, who was completely unmoved. Song Wenyuan also looked down at him, and said with a gentle look in his eyes, "I promised to accompany you to buy peach trees, but it seems I have to break my promise."

Yuan Ge shook his head and said it was okay, then asked, "Aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy?" Zhang was obviously just a knife, maybe not even a knife, at most a scapegoat. Now that Zhang has been arrested, the person behind the scenes will certainly be alert.

Song Wenyuan curled his lips, smiling coldly, like an experienced hunter who had been dormant for a long time, and said slowly, "Isn't the purpose of cutting grass... to scare away the snakes?"

At that moment, Song Wenyuan's smile was so chilling that it made people shudder.

It seems that I was worrying too much. Yuan Ge understood and didn't remind me any more. He just said, "I noticed that your face has not looked good in the past two days. I think your old injury has not healed yet. You should pay more attention to rest."

Song Wenyuan was shocked by Yu Yuange's alertness and reminded her, "Okay, I got it. Buy the peach tree and get the clothes and go back. Don't let Jianshu leave too far when you go out." It was still reckless to bring her out today... If she was targeted by someone with ulterior motives, it would be a big trouble.