Ban Hua got off the sedan chair and said to the servant who came to greet her, "Is the prince back?"
"Xiangjun, the prince came back half an hour ago," the servant bowed and replied, "I'm studying in the study."
"Study?" Ban Hua raised her eyebrows. Her brother is a guy who gets dizzy when he enters the study. If he can calm down and read, it will be a red rain. "Let's go, I'll see him."
"The Master said: If you don't suffer from people, you don't know yourself, and you don't know people when you suffer..."
As soon as Ban Hua walked to the door of the study, he heard the sound of Ban Heng's reading from inside. Ban Hua pushed the door open and saw that he shook his head with a serious face, put his hands around his chest and said, "Stop pretending, read "The Analects of Confucius" , but you are holding the "Book of Rites" in your hand, you are really amazing."
"I am confused about calligraphy. What I read is "Book of Rites" in my eyes, but "The Analects of Confucius" in my heart. Only in this way can I improve my memory," Ban Heng defended without blushing and heartbeat, "You are a girl. , what do you know?"
"Huh?" Ban Hua raised her eyebrows, "What did you just say?"
"I-I didn't say anything," Ban Heng put down the "Book of Rites" in his hand and leaned in front of Ban Hu with a smile, "Sister, you know my brain is not good, I was talking nonsense just now."
Ban Hua ignored him, went to the bookshelf and took out a set of "Mencius". When she opened it, she found that it was just the shell of "Mencius", but it was actually some kind of miscellaneous journal. Before she could open it, the book was taken away by Ban Heng. .
"Sister, my good sister, you can't read this book." After Ban Heng grabbed the book, he shoved it into his arms desperately. This kind of book can't be read by his sister, or his mother would have to beat him to death.
"I know what's inside even if I don't look at it. It's nothing more than a story about encountering a fox fairy in the mountains, and the young master and the young lady promised each other for life." Ban Hua glanced at the shelf full of books, "So honest today?"
Ban Heng lowered his head and said nothing.
"Did you cause trouble outside again?" Ban Hua glanced at him suspiciously, "Is it still a waste of money?"
"Then... that's not a big deal," Ban Heng looked at the roof and the ground, but didn't dare to look at Ban Hua, "it's just a small incident."
"Tell me, what happened." Ban Hua sat down on the chair and pointed to the seat next to her, "Sit down and talk slowly."
"Today, when I came back on horseback, a person suddenly came out from the side and was accidentally kicked by my horse." Ban Heng felt that he was wronged too. He was clearly riding at a slow speed, who knew that someone would suddenly run away came out, and just startled his horse, and was kicked over by the horse.
It must be known that this horse was given to him by his grandmother. It is said that it was a thoroughbred horse that came from outside the Great Wall as a tribute. His legs were very strong. He suspected that the person who was kicked was not seriously injured.
"And then?" Ban Hua frowned. Although her brother was idle and not doing his job, he absolutely couldn't do such a thing as hurting people in a busy city.
"Later, I was about to take him to see the doctor, when suddenly a few more people rushed out from the side, dragged them off the ground and ran away. I didn't even know how to react." Ban Heng touched his not-so-smart Head, "What do you think we should do about this?"
"Reporter," Ban Hua said lazily while peeling the dried fruit in the fruit bowl, "Anyway, we can't find anyone, and we don't want to be plotted against, so we simply report to the official."
"What if they take me away?"
"Are you a pig's brain?" Ban Hua glared at Ban Heng in disgust, "You wouldn't say, today I saw someone suspected of being chased and hit in front of your horse. If you're worried about an accident, come and report it. Official, let's talk about it," Ban Hua touched the blood jade bracelet on his wrist, "Who dares to touch you now?"
"That's true," Ban Heng thought that his family would be unlucky in five years, and suddenly he was full of confidence, "but what if it's not chasing and killing?"
"Do you know what it means to be suspected?" Ban Hua clapped her hands, stood up and said, "You don't care if he is, just take yourself out first."
"I understand, I'll go right away." Although Ban Heng's brain is not very good, he has an advantage, that is, he can listen to good words, so when Ban Hua said so, he obeyed obediently.
At night, the county magistrate Zhao Dongan of Jingcheng was about to change his official robe and go home for dinner when he heard the yamen say that the Prince of Jingting Hou Shizi came to report the crime.
As an eighth-rank petty official in charge of public security in the capital, Zhao Dongan has been living a difficult life, because this is at the feet of the emperor, and any small matter may become a major event. In addition, there are many nobles in the capital, and even ordinary people may have one or two prominent relatives, so for the security of the capital, he is simply worried.
Now when he heard that the prince of Jingting Hou's mansion was coming, he still came to report the case, and he almost vomited out blood.
The grandson of the dignified eldest princess, if there is something that cannot be solved, even if there is a real problem, you should go to Lord Jingzhaoyi and go to him, the eighth-rank little sesame officer, to report the case? Although he was extremely aggrieved in his heart, Wei Zhao didn't even dare to show a face, straightened his robes, and strode out to greet him.
As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a young gentleman wearing a brocade robe, a jade crown with hair, and a brocade belt around his waist, standing in the yard.
Too bad it just looks like it.
"Xiaguan Zhao Dongan has met the prince of the class."
"Mr. Zhao is very polite," Ban Heng saw that Zhao Dongan was young and his hair was quite gray, and he sympathetically reached out to help him up, "I came today to report the crime to you."
Zhao Xianwei's heart trembled: "I don't know what case the prince is going to report?"
"It could be a murder."
Kill, kill? !
Zhao Xianwei was a little broken in his heart. Don't think that you can talk nonsense because you are the prince. It is not a trivial matter to involve human life.
Ban Hengke, no matter how broken Zhao Dongan's heart was, told Wei Zhao about what happened in the afternoon, and finally sighed: "Thinking of this person being injured and being taken away by an unknown person, I am heartbroken. I’m not at ease, so after thinking about it, I still come to report the case. Zhao Xianwei won’t blame me for making a fuss?”
Zhao Xianwei can say anything, but he can only send people out of the yamen respectfully, and praise him for being a good citizen of the great cause.
"Lord Xianwei, what should we do about this?" After Ban Heng left, he looked at Zhao Dongan in embarrassment, "Should we investigate or not?"
"Jingting Hou Shizi came to report the case in person, do you want to investigate or not?" Zhao Dongan sighed, "Not only to investigate, but also to investigate with great fanfare, but it can't be investigated as a murder case, but to improve the security of the capital, it is necessary to investigate In the name of stepping up patrols."
Although the yacha didn't understand why he did this, he still arranged it according to the intention of the county lieutenant.
Zhao Dongan scratched his gray hair in annoyance, feeling that after tonight, there would be more gray hairs on his head.
"Sister, I've already done the work," Ban Heng happily ran to Ban Hua's yard, and after drinking two cups of tea, he was satisfied, "That county lieutenant praised me as a flower, I I blushed when I heard it, and I don't know how he praised it."
"Don't worry, when you're not the prince, no one will go against your conscience to praise you," Ban Ma sat on the toffee chair without moving, and stretched out her hand to let the maid dye her nails, "Now there are people who are willing to praise you, you can Enjoy it."
"You are my good sister," Ban Heng came to Ban Hua's side, stared at Ban Hua's hand for a while, and suddenly said, "Sister, I found your hands are pretty."
"Well, I think so too, congratulations that you have lived with me for 15 years, and finally discovered this fact," Ban Hua raised her chin, "there are some silver notes in the book box over there, you can take them Flowers."
"Sister, I know that you are the best for me in the whole government," Ban Heng happily found the silver note and stuffed it into his arms, "How do you know that I am short of silver ambassadors?"
"When are you not short of money?" Ban Hua's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, "but you can use this money to fight cocks and crickets, and you can't step in where you shouldn't go, if you dare to do it, then you won't need your father. If your mother comes to discipline you, I'll beat you first."
Ban Heng remembered that his sister had learned boxing and kick kung fu from his grandfather, and immediately swore to swear that he would never go to the place of Fireworks and Willow Lane, nor to the casino.
Grandfather had been a general during his lifetime, and he led generals to the battlefield to kill the enemy. The late emperor once praised his grandfather as "the first military general in the DPRK", but unfortunately his grandfather injured his arm on the battlefield and never went to the frontier again.
It is said that when my grandfather was alive, he liked his sister very much, protecting him like a baby bump since he was a child, and stuffing gold and silver jewelry to his sister as if he didn't want money, so her sister has become like this now.
One day at the end of September, Ban Huai went out early in the morning and didn't return to the house until before the curfew. The other three people in the family saw dirt on the corners of his clothes and a mysterious look on his face, and they were a little curious that he went to work. what.
"I buried two pots of silver in our villa," Ban Huai whispered, "Even the servants don't know that I went to bury something today."
Yin Shi couldn't help but said: "What's the use of burying it in Bie Zhuang, when the new emperor raids his house, we can still enter Bie Zhuang?"
Ban Huai was stunned when he heard the words. He only thought that the Hou Mansion would be searched, but he forgot that after the incident, Bie Zhuang probably wouldn't belong to him. Thinking of this, his whole body shrugged, and it was a waste of time today.
However, this has inspired Ban Hua. Money can't be buried in Bie Zhuang, but it can be buried in some sparsely populated forests. She and Ban Heng will take people around tomorrow to see if they are not easy to find, and wait for their homes to be raided. In the future, there will be places where you can dig out the silver messenger. And there are a few more places to bury. Even if some are discovered, there are always fish that slip through the net.
Early the next morning, the Ban family took a few guards out of the city, and in the name of exercising their younger brother's physical strength, they asked Ban Heng to push two bags of sand up the mountain, and the guards were not allowed to help.
"The boxing technique left by grandfather can't be broken with you," Ban Hua deliberately wore a riding suit that was easy to move today, and said to the guard behind him, "Go outside and guard."
The guards thought that Xiangjun wanted to teach the Shizi Ban family boxing techniques that were not passed on, so they all retreated to the periphery.
If something like stealing a teacher is discovered, it is a big crime. They did a good job in the Hou Mansion, but they didn't want to cause trouble for themselves.
"What are you still doing, hurry up and dig!" Ban Hua took out the small tie that was hidden in the bag, and knelt on the ground to dig.
"Sister, my hand is about to break." Ban Heng shook his aching arm with a bitter face, squatted down and dug up in resignation, and occasionally made the sound of practicing boxing, lest the guards suspect him.
The siblings dug very seriously with their hands and feet, but they didn't know that someone was walking towards them.
"What are you doing?"