Dog Man

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"Dashan, are you back?"

Du Yaoyao specially greeted her at the door after listening to the maidservant's report in a house in Wuxing.

"Hey." Dashan got out of the carriage, picked up the bag in his hand, and signaled, "Girl, I brought back some cured meat."

"That's great, it's a good time to make some cured meat and pork ribs in winter." Du Yaoyao greeted Dashan walked in and smiled.

This is the second time Dashan has gone to Qingzhou.

The first time was when they first arrived in Wuxing in the summer, Du Yaoyao asked Dashan to go to Qingzhou to sell a separate courtyard that the original owner had set up before the wedding, plus the scattered small gold in his hand, converted it into cash, and opened a wine and snack shop.

After the life here stabilized, Du Yaoyao asked Dashan to go to Qingzhou to bring news to Cuiniang that she was still alive.

This poor and weak ancient woman died not long after her daughter died in the original text. Du Yaoyao was afraid that the tragedy would repeat itself, so she took the risk of being exposed and planned ahead.

Cuiniang is innocent, but she believes that after hearing what happened to her daughter, Cuiniang will keep her mouth shut.

Shen Jie was trustworthy, and Song Xingkai, Du Shi and Song Lin were released after returning to Beijing. Now they also return to Qingzhou.

"Did you get the proceeds from the shop in the capital?" Du Yaoyao asked.

When she changed the shopkeeper of the store in the capital, she deliberately left behind. If she is unlucky, the shop and all proceeds will be transferred to Cuiniang's name.

"I got it. My wife took me to Jubao Caizhuang to get it. It's six hundred taels in total." Dashan said, "According to the girl's order, one dozen for three points. Mrs. Song's two hundred, my wife's two hundred, I'll bring back two hundred taels." ." He took out two hundred taels of silver bills from his pocket.

"It's okay, just keep it." Du Yaoyao spared no expense, and Dashan helped her a lot. She asked, "Before the new year, send some back to your parents at home."

"How can you use so much." Da Shan refused, and forced Du Yaoyao a hundred, "I used to hunt for a year, and at most I could earn dozens of dollars." Two, take the girl one hundred taels, and take it as my wages for the past two years."

"You're too polite." Du Yaoyao didn't force it. The two had worked together for several months, and Dashan called out "girl girl", but she didn't ask him to change his words.

Between men and women, if you don't want to cross that red line, it's better to keep a distance.

"Did my mother hand over the shop to Aunt Song in her name?" After returning to the room, Du Yaoyao poured a cup of tea for Dashan, and then went on to talk about business.

Da Shan drank a glass of "gudong gudong", wiped his mouth and said, "Well, everything is done according to the girl's instructions. Mr. Song is in charge of the shop in the capital, and the income will be shared with us three times a year."

Du Yaoyao nodded absent -mindedly. .

She will not show up to support Song Xingkai, she can only use this method to relieve his financial pressure. It would be too embarrassing for a noble son who has been pampered by two generations in ancient and modern times to let him go out to work to support his family.

Song Xingkai is no better than Shen Jie, a person like Shen Jie who does everything he can to achieve his goals, even if he goes out to beg, he can become the leader of the beggar gang.

Dashan is not Shen Jie either, Shen Jie always drinks tea slowly, he is clearly born in a poor family, but he can grasp the essence of a rich and idle person to death. That posture is impressive, not at all inferior to the master son of the Zanying family.

Having been with him for a long time, Du Yaoyao is not used to seeing people and cows drinking tea.

"By the way, girl." Dashan suddenly remembered something, "Master Shen went to Xujiazhuang, found Xu Jiao's parents, and dug up the grave for an autopsy."

"Is that so?" Du Yaoyao was surprised, tapped her fingertips on the tea lid, pondering, " In line with his style, he suspects that Xu Jiao replaced the female corpse in the water?"

"It should be." Dashan's black and white eyes shined brightly, "The girl is really good at predicting things, Shen Xiang saw the corpse in the coffin and Xu Jiao's identity That's right, I left without saying anything, and didn't bother the elders of the Xu family."

"You're dealing with smart people." Du Yaoyao muttered.

This was her tactic to prevent sinking. She used Xu Jiao's body and bought the corpse of a dead woman of the same age from another place and put it in the coffin.

Shen Jie is suspicious, he is the best at picking out clues from a few clues to see the whole picture.

"There's one more thing, it's quite a commotion." Da Shan poured another cup of tea and drank it, feeling that the tea was fragrant and delicious. The girl looks good drinking tea too.

"Huh?" Du Yaoyao took a sip slowly.

"Wuhuan's deposed queen, what is she called Hong?" Da Shan recalled.

"Red calyx." Du Yaoyao reminded.

"Yes, yes, yes." Dashan didn't know the word "calyx" at first, so he repeated the rumors, "After Prime Minister Shen broke Jiannan City, he admonished Wuhuan Khan and killed the deposed queen. The deposed queen fled around with her mother's urn in her arms. , was forced to a cliff by Shen Xiang's people, and had no choice but to commit suicide."

Du Yaoyao's face was calm. She was in Wu Xing and had heard about it.

Da Shan said with relish: "When the abandoned queen jumped off the cliff, she babbled nonsense, called Qingshi sorry for a while, and called Prime Minister Shen by name, saying that she would never love you again in the next life. Khan heard that, and his face turned green with anger."

Du Yaoyao Yao smiled far-fetchedly, said he was tired, and dismissed Dashan. There was only one person left in the room, and she was digging at the table with her thin nails, scolding

tearfully, "What is there to like about such a doggy man!"

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