Peach Blossom Dream

The next day, he fell asleep and woke up naturally. After finally eating lunch, he packed his bags and was about to go out when he saw He Ming leading a few people from the right door and a woman from a distance.

"Boss." He Ming looked at the small bundle on the chair, "Are you going on a long trip?"

Uncle Feng nodded and was about to speak when the woman knelt down and hugged his leg with a plop:

"Boss uncle, hero uncle, you can't leave! I beg you, my husband's revenge has not been avenged, how can you leave? You are the boss of the right door! It is your right door who said that you want to return justice to Jiang Hu... .”

"..." Shu Jifeng felt that he owed her inexplicably after being told so, "May I ask who you are?"

"She is Mr. Xue's widow." He Ming also showed embarrassment, and wanted to reach out to pull the woman up, but she clung to Shu Jifeng's leg and refused to let go.

"Mrs. Xue, get up first." Shu Jifeng pumped his legs vigorously.

He Ming and the other members of the right door looked at me and I looked at you, but there was nothing they could do.Uncle Jifeng really had no choice but to kneel down with a plop, lower than Mrs. Xue: "Mrs. Xue, I beg you."

This move directly stunned Mrs. Xue, and several people from the right door saw the opportunity and immediately went over to force her up, and pushed her to sit on the chair.

Uncle was still drowsy and had a headache from this sudden scene, flipping the jade tablet back and forth in his hand, thinking about how to open his mouth to return this hot jade tablet.If it really doesn't work, write an IOU and return the money spent to that Mr. Qian, although it sounds a bit like ransom.

Among the few people who came was an extremely astute man named Niuhu. When he saw Uncle Feng holding the jade plaque upside down, and recalled the difficulty of inviting him to take up the post, he immediately figured out what Uncle Feng was thinking, so He rushed forward and said respectfully:

"Boss, I have a solution to Mr. Xue's matter, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"what way?"

Everyone in the room asked in unison.

Niu Hu bit the bullet and said: "We have never resolved the matter of Mr. Xue. One is because everyone except the boss can't beat him, and the other is because we haven't figured out the cause and effect of the matter. So I think , if the boss can go to Qingyue Mountain Villa and ask the owner of Zuo what happened, we will know what to do."

"Ask him?" Mrs. Xue stood up abruptly, "Could he admit that he did the evil?"

Niu Hu turned around, equally respectful and patient: "Mrs. Xue doesn't know something. Although the owner of the Zuo Zhuang depends on his preferences, he is a daring character. If he really harmed Mr. Xue, he probably won't." deny."

He Ming nodded: "That's true! He killed the three members of the Lotus Sect back then, and it was his own mark!"

Several other people also agreed: "That's true. Master Zuo has always been shameless, so he probably won't deny it."

"What do you mean? Could it be that someone else pretended to be Zuo Qingyue to kill my husband?" Madam Xue was heartbroken, "My husband has always been a good-natured person, who would have any grudge against him?"

Niu Hu said: "That's why we have to investigate carefully. Mr. Xue has been sober all his life, so naturally he will not offend Master Zuo for no reason. This is the strange thing."

Mrs. Xue couldn't say no, she sat down on the chair and yelled, "That's because Zuo is a lunatic!"

Niu Hu turned around and explained to Uncle Jifeng again: "Boss, we asked Senior Xue before, it was very dark that night when the incident happened, and Mr. Xue only roughly saw that the other party was wearing white clothes, flying needles, and his face was still intact." Before he could see it clearly, he mercilessly cut off his veins."

Madam Xue on the side became excited again: "Obviously that person said that he is the owner of Qingyue Villa!"

Niu Hu turned back to comfort her: "Mrs. Xue, because Mr. Xue can't confirm Zuo Zhuangzhu's voice, so we need to confirm in person."

Mrs. Xue retorted: "Didn't you say that just now? The one named Zuo dared to act boldly. He picked on my husband's tendons and admitted his own identity. Isn't that in line with his style?"

Niu Hu was not in a hurry: "Mrs. Xue, what you said is reasonable. But being brave means that he will recognize what he did, but not necessarily what he recognizes is what he did."

He Ming felt that what Niu Hu said was very reasonable, so he blindly agreed: "That's right!"

Mrs. Xue pointed at Niuhu and said angrily, "You...why do you speak for Zuo? Doesn't your right door represent justice?"

Niu Hu continued to speak patiently: "Mrs. Xue, we fully understand your desire to avenge your husband. And it is precisely because we are pursuing justice in the right door, we must make it clear, so that we can have real justice."

Madam Xue spat at him.

Niu Hu was not annoyed, he wiped his face and then turned to Uncle Jifeng and said, "Then, Boss, do you want to take a trip to Qingyue Mountain Villa?"

Seeing that they had talked back and forth for a long time, Uncle Feng had already arranged himself clearly, so he said, "Then let's go." But the reason why he agreed was purely because of what Xue's mother said earlier. It has nothing to do with the crying and fussing Mrs. Xue in front of her.

"Boss, I'll accompany you!" He Ming said.

Niu Hu looked at Shu Jifeng's baggage, and asked, "I wonder if the boss is going out this time in a hurry?"

Uncle Jifeng thought of the melon field painted by He Zhichuang, and said honestly, "It's not in a hurry, but it's too late, it's going to be bad."

Niu Hu immediately said: "This subordinate knows that the boss is concerned about the right door, and is also worried about Mr. Xue. We came here without saying hello this time. Not only did the boss not blame him, but he also put aside the important matter at the moment and contributed to us. This subordinate really Thank you, and also thank the boss on behalf of the Xue family."

"Oh, you're welcome." Uncle looked at Niu Hu, admiring this man's good mouth, but he was wary of him in his heart: he was so eloquent, but he couldn't stop Mrs. Xue from making trouble in front of him. Maybe it was his intention.

"Boss, I'll accompany you!" Seeing that Uncle Jifeng didn't answer, He Ming said, "Isn't it Qingyue Villa? It's not like I haven't been there before!"

Uncle Jifeng looked at the somewhat aggressive He Ming again, and almost laughed: "Then let's take a walk together."

Coincidentally, when the two arrived at the villa, the person who notified them told them that the owner of Zuo had just fallen asleep and asked them to wait outside for a few hours.

He Ming was about to explode when he heard it: "How can you sleep in this sunny day! The souls of the dead under his sword have not yet rested, but he has rested in peace?"

"It's not a knife, it's a needle." Shu Jifeng held his forehead, feeling that He Ming's speech was a bit too bold, after all, this is still in someone else's territory.

When Huo Yu heard that Uncle Feng was coming up the mountain, he quickly came to the front hall to entertain: "Hero Uncle first serves tea."

He Ming was about to ask Huo Yu something, but Huo Yu pushed him aside, didn't even look at him, let alone serve him tea, and just told Shu Jifeng to go down first and wake Zuo Qingyue up

"Hey! Did I offend him? Did I offend him?" He Ming looked puzzled, "It's really not upright! There is no good person in Qingyue Villa!"

Isn't this called offending?Uncle Jifeng sweated for him, lowered his head and sipped his tea as if he didn't hear.

When He Ming's anger finally subsided and calmed down, Zuo Qingyue rubbed her eyes and came late, her steps were slow and her tone was lazy: "Boss Uncle? What gust of wind brought you here?"

Seeing his sluggish look, before Uncle Jifeng could answer, He Ming stood sideways in front of him: "Master Zuo, don't you murderers like you even have basic manners?"

Zuo Qingyue hadn't figured out how she became a murderer yet, but when she saw He Ming, she immediately cheered up: "Brother He! Hey, did you come here with Uncle Boss?"

It's over, Shu Jifeng forgot about it.

He Ming didn't understand, so he said, "Yes!"

Zuo Qingyue looked relieved, and suddenly felt that the flowers were bright, and immediately poured a cup of tea for He Ming, and then turned around and scolded Huo Yu: "How do you do things? Why do you only pour a cup of tea?"

Huo Yu was aggrieved and dissatisfied: "He speaks badly!"

He Ming responded confidently: "It's better to talk ugly than to do ugly things. Why don't you say something about your boss picking people's veins!"

After saying this, Zuo Qingyue somewhat understood what happened, and patted He Ming on the shoulder: "Brother He, are you talking about the Xue family?"

He Ming opened his hand, and swept his shoulders in disgust: "That's right! You did it, right?"

"You don't know anything, don't talk nonsense!" Huo Yu was about to argue, when he looked up at Zuo Qingyue, he stopped talking.

"Boss uncle, the thing is like this," Zuo Qingyue sat down across from Shu Jifeng, "I really like to go out at night, so I usually kill people's heads at night. I don't have any impression of him, so naturally I don't need to pick his veins."

Huo Yu looked at Zuo Qingyue in surprise.The owner of the villa he knew always laughed off the insults and praises outside, when will he explain it seriously?

He Ming didn't believe it: "Is what you said true?"

"Brother He doesn't believe it?" Zuo Qingyue put down the teacup, "A few days ago I heard that Mother Xue was kneeling in front of the noodle stall and begging my uncle to pick off my head. In order not to make it difficult for my uncle, I sent someone to investigate After a while, I didn't expect to find some clues accidentally, I wonder if Brother He will give me time to continue to find out the real culprit?"

He Ming snorted: "Don't try to delay the time!"

Zuo Qingyue looked back at Shu Jifeng: "Boss Uncle, you also know that this happened half a year ago. Mr. Xue is gone now and there is no proof of his death. It is hard to find out. Can Boss Uncle be more lenient and let me investigate more?" How many days?"

Uncle Jifeng heard what he said was well-founded and asked, "What clues?"

Zuo Qingyue