I'm afraid you'll be widowed

Pei Gong left Mao'er Lane where the Zhou family lived, and when he arrived at the inn, he saw people from the government office rushing up to greet him.

For a moment, he didn't know why his whereabouts were revealed, Pei Gong thought carefully.

If there was an inner prisoner in Jinyiwei, I am afraid that by the second day in Baoding, when the thirteen people went to investigate, they should have already shown their traces.Fang Cenxi was with him the whole night, and Ziran couldn't have any private hookups with the people in the government office.

If you have to say what happened yesterday.

It was probably because he saw Zeng Zhe who entered Baodi's mansion at night in front of the government office.

The emperor ordered him to come to Baodi, although the case of investigating the fake bank note is top secret.

However, the internal guards of the Thirteenth Division were led by the Emperor's Guards. For a co-leader like Zeng Zhe, it was not surprising that he would know about Beizhen's arrangements and even their movements out of the city.

If it was Zeng Zhe who would disclose this news to the Baodi government office, it would be perfectly fitting and logical.

But in this way, the two leaders of the internal guards of the Thirteenth Division, one confronting the Baodi government office, and the other with the Baodi government office, isn't it just making fun of each other?

Although Pei Gong knew that Zeng Zhe and Fang Cenxi were not on good terms, since the Thirteenth Division sent people to Baodi, would it be possible for the two co-leaders to make things difficult?

Pei Gong couldn't help twiddling his fingertips, but felt that there were obviously some strange things in it, and it was worth his time to think about it.

It's a pity that looking at the moment, Wei Bin, the general judge of the Baodi government office, has already arrived at the inn.

Naturally, Pei Gong didn't have the excuse to shirk and think about it, so he just arched his hands and bowed to Wei Bin.

"Pei Qianhu went all the way to investigate the case, and the Baodi Mansion is full of splendor."

"How can you just live in such a small inn? Wei Bin was really negligent, and I ask everyone in Beizhen Fusi to forgive me."

As the old saying goes, reaching out is not a big smile.

The Wei Bin in front of him is long-sleeved and good at dancing, and his apologetic smile is in place. A few words have a face and a face, but he doesn't seem petty or shrinking at all.

Pei Gong was promoted all the way from banner officer to Qianhu in Jinyiwei, and the people and things he has seen are no longer comparable to those before Xuanfuwei sent people to Beijing.

With just one glance now, he can immediately recognize that Wei Bin in front of him has already received many dignitaries in Beijing.

Although Wei Bin spoke polite and courteous words, in his heart he didn't seem to be serious or sincere.

Zuo is only used to dealing with people from the capital like Pei Gong, so that he can handle things with perfect proficiency, without revealing any mistakes.

Pei Gong thought about this clearly in his heart, so he didn't argue with Wei Bin.

He was more respectful than obedient, and calmly followed Wei Bin back to the mansion.

It was already noon when they rushed to the government office after a scene.

The owner of Baoxing Bank, Fan Tianhe, and several principals were already waiting in the government office.

They just waited for Pei Gong and Jin Yiwei to come, and by taking advantage of the wind to wash away the dust, they happened to be able to talk a few words about the fake bank notes, it can be said that the arrangement was well done.

Naturally, Fan Tianhe was also the host, and entered the best Zuixian Tower in Baodi.

A table full of expensive dishes, there is no shortage of delicacies from mountains and seas.

Pei Gong was not in a hurry to move his chopsticks, he just shook the teacup gently, slowly sipping the Huang Xianyuan Jasmine Dragon Ball in the cup.

Seeing this, Fan Tianhe hurriedly made a "please" gesture.

"Pei Qianhu came all the way from the middle of Beijing, and Baodi's dishes are ordinary. If it doesn't suit Pei Qianhu and everyone else's appetite, just focus on it."

"Now this counterfeit banknote is making our bank miserable. I'm afraid that the amount of silver that has been lost is already a thousand taels."

"We just hope that Pei Qianhu can find out this case earlier, so that everyone can go back to Beijing and China to deal with business, and we can start business in a serious manner."

Only then did Pei Gong hold the spoon, and symbolically scooped up half a piece of bean curd from the small bowl in front of him.

This bean curd clear soup lacks water, it seems to be much lighter than the big fish and meat.

He swallowed the bean curd slowly, only then did he realize that the bowl in front of him was not an unusual bean curd at all.

Although it was the same white, clean and jade-like ointment, Pei Gong tasted it was extremely sweet, compared to bean curd, it was more like eating a piece of fresh chicken.

He couldn't help but carefully looked at it a few more times, and only then did he see the clue,

The bean curd in front of me is made of meat and vegetables. It is chicken and bean curd that are twisted into minced meat and then poured into the soup again.

Even a mere bowl of tofu curds has such a great deal, it is not difficult to imagine how big Fan Tianhe's business has grown.

Fan Tianhe in front of him looks Zhouzheng, he is almost the same age as Pei's father.But different from his old father and father's stinky temper, Fan Tianhe is easy-going and amiable, and there seems to be kindness in the folds of his face.

Pei Gong put down the spoon on his own.

Even though Fan Tianhe was old enough to be his father, Pei Gong still familiarly called him brother and brother: "Brother Fan is the host, there is really no need to be so polite."

"I heard that there are two sons and one daughter in Brother Fan's family. It must be quiet. Unlike our Pei family, there are many people and complicated affairs. It is really annoying."

Fan Tianhe had also heard about the dirty things that were unknown to the big family.

Now hearing what Pei Gong said, he apologized and said with a smile: "Pei Qianhu has meritorious deeds, so why worry about disharmony with the family?"

Pei Gong also chuckled: "Brother Fan doesn't know, although this Jinyiwei is famous, it is actually not a job done by people. If I have the property of Brother Fan, why would I sell this worthless life?"

"I don't know if your son has inherited the property of this Yinzhuang? That's really a blessing in a previous life."

However, Fan Tianhe shook his head and said, "The two sons don't care about my business, they have both gone out to serve, but the daughter is more filial and stays by my side."

"Oh?" Pei Gong glanced at Fan Tianhe calmly, "So your love is not married yet?"

Fan Tian and the shrewd man, after hearing this, how can they not see that Pei Gong is trying his words?

He simply made a fool of himself, then raised his wine glass and toasted Pei Gong and the remaining Jin Yiwei.

Pei Gong didn't ask any more questions, but secretly asked the flag officer under him to find time to inquire in private.

Fan Tianhe arranged everything properly, and naturally even compiled all the evidence of the fake bank notes into a book, and handed them all over to Pei Gong.

The evidence points to another Yinzhuang that has always been at odds with Baoxing.

Most likely it was the outsiders who cooperated with the inside thieves, and thus secretly printed a lot of bank notes that are enough to be faked.

Pei Gong glanced at it boredly, then continued to take a closer look, and sent away the people from the bank.

Jin Yiwei and his party went back to the place arranged by the government office to rest and resettle, Pei Gong took the time to find the banner officer under him to inquire.

"Third Master, one of Fan Tianhe's sons is in the Imperial Academy of Central Beijing, and the other is an envoy for transporting salt between Huaihe and Huaihe Rivers in the Su Mansion."

"As for the daughter, she is indeed staying in Baodi, but she is already married. The one who married is Wei Bin, the general judge of Baodi who came to welcome us today."

Pei Gong couldn't help but pause slightly while flipping through the file.

This Fan Tianhe is not only the same subject as the first assistant Qian Xing, but now he is also the same as the Baodi government office.

When Zeng Zhe came to Baodi, he contacted the prefect of Baodi.

There are still too many unknown secrets here, Pei Gong only felt that thousands of thoughts, as if at this moment, all flooded into his mind.

If these people really did something shady after being caught, he would check the counterfeit bank notes and pull out the carrots with mud, and sooner or later he would confront Qian Xingtong openly.

At that moment, Pei Gong suddenly understood.

Why did the emperor send him out of Beijing to handle the counterfeit bill case.

It is probably because the emperor has already used Qian Xingtong, and now he needs a legitimate reason to pull out Qian Xingtong's foundation in an open and honest manner.

And he, Pei Gong, was for this reason.

The pages of the case file in Pei Gong's hand slipped down calmly.

Rao's heart was in a mess, but Pei Gong still clearly remembered that Fang Cenxi warned him yesterday that the investigation of this case could not continue.

He suddenly noticed a possibility.

Perhaps Fang Cenxi was not hindering him from handling the case, but was really reminding him of something.

Thinking of this, Pei Gong hurriedly raised his head: "Where is Fang Sizheng in Dali Temple? But Zhou's house in Mao'er Lane?"

He asked eagerly, and Jin Yiwei was about to send someone to find him, when he saw the banner officer who Pei Gong left next to Fang Cenxi in the morning hurried back.

The little flag officer was out of breath: "Third Lord, Fang Si is missing."

"The subordinates went around to look for people, but saw that there were many more officers and soldiers in Nancheng, which prevented the subordinates from searching."

"They said it was...that there was an epidemic in Nancheng, and they wanted to seal off a few streets and stop entering and leaving."

"Plague?" Pei Gong sneered.

Baodi's gang can really make up anything now.

In the cold winter of the first lunar month, I don't know what kind of epidemic disease is coming together to celebrate the new year. Can it be raging in this season?

Nancheng is where Zhou's family and Mao'er Lane are located.

Zhou Xing's family lived there, and even Fang Cenxi was probably still stuck in Nancheng and hadn't come out yet.

Pei Gong calmed down and thought about it carefully, only to feel that this matter became more and more strange.

The government government has repeatedly murdered the Zhou family. I am afraid that Zhou Xing is not only the key to the counterfeit bill case.

At the beginning, even Yu Zirong from Xianghai County dared to kill people for the official bank, let alone the ruthless Baodi Mansion now?

The current situation is really not optimistic.

He had to find Fang Cenxi quickly.

Fang Cenxi was alone, if he was sealed in Nancheng, he would be in big trouble.What's more, he is thin and thin, so if he is alone for a long time, he will be more dangerous.

Pei Gong's hands were slightly curled up, he hated the person who deceived him into heartbreak.

But what Fang Cenxi owed him, he would always ask for it back himself, and he would not allow others to intervene in the slightest.

Pei Gong simply got up, just wanting to find someone before talking.

He can clearly distinguish the priorities, and he knows that the situation is serious now, and it is not the time to care about grievances.

Unexpectedly, just as he got to the door, Wei Bin from the government office suddenly came looking for him like a piece of bullshit plaster.

"Pei Qianhu, something is wrong. Our Baodi City has a disease, I'm afraid Pei Qianhu won't be able to walk freely anymore."

"This disease is dangerous, and people will die if infected. There are so many files here, my lord, it's better not to go out casually these few days."

"Spring Plague, this must be Spring Plague." Wei Bin said with certainty, "Pei Qianhu doesn't know that Spring Plague will occur every few years in our Baodi Mansion, and there have been three outbreaks in the past 70 years. If the streets are not closed in time Close the account, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous."

"However, don't worry, Qianhu. Now that Nancheng has been sealed off, our Baodi Mansion will definitely not allow this disease to wreak havoc in the city."

Pei Gong heard the words but kept a cold face.

He no longer apologized to Wei Bin like he did in the morning, but instead picked up the knife he had put on the table, and picked up the fur coat hanging by the door.

Wei Bin knew where Pei Gong was going without asking, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Pei Qianhu, this matter is no small matter. If you really refuse to listen to good advice, the epidemic is merciless, and it doesn't matter whether you are rich or poor."

"If you get infected with that dirty thing at that time, even the Immortal Da Luo will not be able to save you."

Pei Gong stared sullenly at Wei Bin, the prefect of the Baodi Mansion, and when he heard his serious threat, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips sullenly.

"That's right, the epidemic is merciless. Since it is inconvenient for Pei Gong to walk around the city, it's better to let Wei Tong judge lead the way."

"Since Wei Tongpan is the official of Baodi's parents, he should love the people like a son. He should be anxious to investigate the epidemic situation himself. How can he keep calling it a 'dirty thing'?"

Wei Bin was startled, and was immediately speechless.

Pei Gong didn't show any politeness at all, grabbed Wei Bin by the collar, put the handle of the knife behind Wei Bin's waist, and forced her to go out.

Seeing that Wei Bin's face was no longer calm, Pei Gongcai sneered teasingly: "If we really didn't get sick and died in the line of duty, Jin Yiwei will definitely return to Beijing immediately, and invite the court."

"When the time comes, please His Majesty personally issue an order to write a book and erect a monument for Wei Tong, just to raise the reputation of a gentleman through the ages, how about it?"

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International Pei: Plague? funny mudgopee!