Dayan first waste material

Chapter 109
That night, Shen Sitang went to Yichun Courtyard again.

The Yichun Courtyard was as lively as usual, and when Shen Sitang came, the drunken girl had another guest tonight.

The guests are very puzzled, why are there guests again?Who is that man?

In the red silk boudoir, Shen Sitang and Zuixin sat face to face, and Zuixin poured tea for her with a smile.

"My family is very happy that Miss Shen can come."

Shen Sitang said calmly: "I have nothing to do, I want to chat with the drunken girl."

Zuixin chuckled lightly: "What does Miss Shen want to talk about?"

Shen Sitang looked at her, paused for a moment before saying: "Since Miss Zuixin knows that Lingniang has been arrested, do you know the whole story?"

Zuixin shook his head slowly: "I'm not sure, I went to Dali Temple to ask about it, and the official of Dali Temple told me not to ask more questions, so I stopped asking. What's the matter, Ms. Shen, could there be an inside story about this matter?"

"There is indeed an inside story." Shen Sitang looked at her and said, "This matter has something to do with Nanjiang. It is Lingniang's old friend Wang Haiquan who assassinated you.

Zuixin covered her mouth and exclaimed: "How could it be? But what does this have to do with the Nu family? Why did they kill the Nu family?"

"Li Guichuan, the former big shopkeeper of Yichun Courtyard, is also a southern Xinjiang spy. Maybe they are afraid that you know what you shouldn't know, and want to kill people to silence it."

Zuixin was startled, but he understood: "Fortunately, the guest that day was a martial artist, and he beat the killer away for my family, and my family was only slightly injured."

Shen Sitang's face revealed a look of surprise: "It turns out that there happened to be a master by the side of the drunken girl that day?"

Zuixin replied: "It's also good luck, otherwise Miss Shen would not be able to see the servant's house."

"Then the killer ran away?"

"Well, I ran away. The guest in my room chased me out and told me that he had entered the Xunfang Pavilion. Only then did my family know that it was people from Xunfang Pavilion who wanted to kill my family."

Shen Sitang has been observing Zuixin, and Zuixin reacted vividly, and what she said was well-founded and convincing.

"I see."

Shen Sitang raised his teacup calmly and took a sip.

Zuixin looked at her with a smile, his eyes fell on the teacup in front of her, and it passed by in a blink of an eye.

"My family has heard that Mr. Wang is a meticulous worker. I posted a notice before, but my family didn't know that Mr. Wang was Lingniang's best friend, and they wanted to use Lingniang's hand to kill my family. If it wasn't for Miss Shen Tell me, I am afraid that the slave family will not know the truth."

After Zuixin finished speaking, she raised the teacup to Shen Sitang.

"My family uses tea instead of wine, thank you Miss Shen."

Shen Sitang looked at the teacup in front of him and chuckled, picked it up and clinked glasses with Zuixin, and then took a big sip, seeing that the tea was getting shallow, he picked up the thermos and filled it up for her.

She suddenly looked worried: "It's just...it's okay for Miss Shen to talk to the slave family, right?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Sitang put down the teacup and wiped the corner of his mouth with his cuff, and said, "The saint of Southern Xinjiang is dead, and the case is closed."

Intoxicated with joy: "I would like to congratulate Miss Shen, Miss Shen must have made great contributions to the capture of the Southern Xinjiang spy this time."

Hearing this, Shen Sitang sighed lightly, but did not make a sound.

"What's the matter, Ms. Shen? Are you not happy about your meritorious service?"

Shen Sitang shook his head: "There's nothing to be happy about. A lot of people died this time, and we're not sure if all the secret workers in Southern Xinjiang have been caught."

Zuixin looked puzzled: "Didn't Miss Shen just say that the saints of Southern Xinjiang are already dead?"

"Although the saint is dead, but the remnants of her sins have not disappeared, who can guarantee that there will be no southern border secrets in the capital?" Shen Sitang looked at Zui Xin with a solemn expression.

Zuixin felt aggrieved when she looked at her: "Why does Miss Shen look at my family like this? Is it possible that I suspect that my family is also a secret operation?"

Shen Sitang did not respond, and said in a deep voice: "Girl Zuixin, the reason why I told you this is to remind you that after all, Wang Haiquan was ordered to kill you. Now that the saintess of Southern Xinjiang died in the capital, if there is any remaining evil in the city I will retreat temporarily, and there is no guarantee that they will not kill you before they leave."

"Why?" Zui Xin covered her mouth and exclaimed: "The slave family doesn't know anything, why don't they let the slave family go? Is Miss Shen worrying too much?"

"I also hope it's just worrying too much, but I have to guard against it." Speaking of this, Shen Sitang seemed to have thought of something that disgusted her, and frowned: "This southern Xinjiang saint has a vicious heart. People are cruel and merciless, but the drunken girl helped us find her."

"Miss Shen's words..." Zuixin gasped suddenly, "Could it be that girl from Jishantang who can mix fragrance?"

Shen Sitang nodded: "Exactly."

"How could it be? The slave family has known that girl for many years." Zuixin murmured as if talking to herself: "No wonder she has been wearing a veiled hat."

"So they want to kill you, maybe it's not just because of Li Guichuan. You have seen her, even if you don't know her identity, she will not let you go, just like she didn't let go of those old men and women who have been with her for many years. child."

Zuixin clutched her heart: "Miss Shen, you mean that the old people and children in Jishantang...have all suffered accidents?"

Shen Si hummed: "She probably had plans to retreat a long time ago. Jishantang has hidden many experts from southern Xinjiang. When we went to investigate, she thought her identity was exposed and fought us. Those innocent old people and children in Jishantang They all died at the hands of people from southern Xinjiang, they have all seen her, and with her style of doing things, they will never let them go."

Zuixin was obviously frightened, with panic on his face: "Then what should I do?"

"I came to see Miss Zuixin this time. Apart from chatting with Miss Zuixin, I wanted to discuss this matter with you. What I mean is to transfer two prefecture-level warriors from the Inspectorate to secretly protect you in Yichun Courtyard."

Zuixin breathed a sigh of relief: "It would be great if it could be like this." She stood up and blessed Shen Sitang: "Thank you, Miss Shen, for taking care of me."

Shen Sitang smiled: "If the drunken girl thanked me sincerely, why not prepare some good wine and good food? I'm getting hungry after talking for so long."

Zuixin smiled lightly, and immediately ordered the maid waiting outside the door to prepare the food and drinks.

Shen Sitang waited quietly, not sure if he was really waiting for good wine and food, or for something else.

Not long after, the obsessed maids came in with trays, led by Xiaohuan, the three she had seen before.

Xiaohuan and the others were about to leave after putting down the food and drink, but Shen Sitang stopped them: "If I remember correctly, your name is Xiaohuan?"

Xiaohuan raised her eyes in surprise and looked over, Fu Lifu replied respectfully: "Yes, Miss Shen, servant girl Xiaohuan, what orders does Miss Shen have?"

Shen Sitang shook his head and laughed: "What can I tell you, I'm just feeling that the drunken girl is stunning, and even the maids around her are all outstanding."

Zuixin covered her mouth and smiled lightly opposite Shen Sitang: "Miss Shen is used to making fun of my family." She looked at Xiaohuan and the others as she said that, "Okay, Miss Shen is joking with you all, go down."

The three of Xiaohuan greeted each other gracefully, took a few steps back, turned around and walked out.

Shen Sitang had no intention of stopping them, but just as they were about to step out of the room, a maid who was following Xiaohuan suddenly covered her arms and screamed in pain.

(End of this chapter)