It seems that my brother had an accident in the paddock that year...
Old Madam Wei had been waiting for her for a long time. When she saw her, she looked at her for a while and asked her, "Did I embarrass you?"
Wei An shook his head at her and told her what the old princess said. Old Madam Wei fell silent for a while before she said, "She is indeed different from those two father and daughter."
If the old King of Zhennan could really live to this day, he might have ended up like the Ming family - they were too ostentatious.
After a pause, he patted Wei An's hand and said, "There's news from Tongzhou."
Wei Rui was always careful and quick in his investigations, but Wei An had not expected him to be so quick. When he heard Wei Rui mention Yang Huai's son first, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Dead?"
At that moment, Wei An's aura was really not like that of a child. Even Old Lady Wei was surprised by her sharpness.
Wei Rui nodded immediately, "It is said that he was robbed on his way to be an official and died." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and sneered, "But when I went to Lord Yang's hometown, I found that things didn't seem to be the case. Yang Qinghe, who should have been dead in the world, is still alive and well. Not only is he alive and well, he also has a wide range of friends and lives a very carefree life. He is a magistrate in Anyuan. The county magistrate above him can't control him at all. He has to nod and bow to him. Even the academician and others have to be polite to him. When I went there, he was still repairing a new house at home."
Sure enough, there is something fishy. If there is no trick, why would he fake his death
Old Madam Wei asked, "Did you use your real name?"
In the previous life, no one knew until death that the Zhu family and the Yang family were in collusion. Of course, no one thought of causing trouble for the Yang family. The Yang family’s hometown was in Anyuan, thousands of miles away from the capital, and there was no news from them, so no one went to look for them. Yang Qinghe lived a peaceful and stable life.
That's why he was so unscrupulous that he didn't even try to hide his true identity. He openly used his real name and exploited the people in Anyuan.
Wei Rui nodded, "Real name, no taboo at all."
Wei An smiled slightly, thought for a moment and asked Wei Rui: "Has Uncle Rui brought the person back now?"
Wei Rui was a little surprised. He went to see Old Lady Wei first, and then asked Wei An: "How did you know?"
"Since he was originally dead and is now alive again, even if he is missing, would the Yang family dare to look for him openly?" She did not keep him in suspense. Seeing that Wei Rui seemed to be thinking about something, she asked again, "Did he leave any traces on his way back?"
Although Wei Rui is reliable, it is never too cautious when it comes to matters concerning safety.
Wei Rui knew what Wei An was worried about, so he lowered his voice and told her, "Don't worry, I'm very careful. The young master of the Yang family was knocked unconscious by me, and he was so dazed that he could only sleep. I used the excuse that he had a rash, so no one wanted to get close to him... but he didn't enter the city."
It was right not to enter the city. Now the Wei family was probably being closely watched by the Cao family. Wei Rui's entry might have been thoroughly investigated. However, Wei Rui was really the manager of Tongzhou Manor, so his entry did not attract attention.
Wei An seemed to be thinking about something. Yang Qinghe did not come to Beijing, but she had to ask him about what happened before attending the party in Linjiang Palace. She wanted to find a breakthrough, which was a bit difficult.
Old Madam Wei asked Wei Rui: "What didn't you find out?"
Wei Rui glanced at Wei An and said, "I don't know where to start..."
He always felt that Wei An's intelligence was somewhat strange. It was not just that he was smart, but more like he seemed to have known certain things for a long time, so he was particularly perceptive about these issues.
But Wei An is clearly only a ten-year-old child...
Wei An thought about it and told Wei Rui that he wanted to go to Tongzhou.
Old Madam Wei frowned, thought for a moment and shook her head: "Too conspicuous."
"Pretending to be Uncle Rui's daughter and bringing Wenxiu and Suping along is fine." Wei An thought very clearly and advised Mrs. Wei: "We have to have some bargaining chips in hand if we want to negotiate a deal with King Linjiang. We can naturally hand Yang Qinghe over to King Linjiang directly, but in this way, the favor won't seem that big. Besides, I always feel that there is something else going on with the Yang family."
Old Madam Wei knew that what she said made sense. After thinking for a while, she instructed Wei Rui: "I will find another excuse for you. Say that the harvest on the farm is not right. Let the second young master go with you to discipline the servants and tenants on the farm. You have to help me protect the seventh young lady..."
Wei Rui answered solemnly and was very careful along the way. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he arrived at the farm. Seeing that it was already dark, he ordered people to set the table for dinner.
Wei Cheng was not as calm as Wei Kun, but he was also a very smart person. After all, he was the eldest son of the Third Master and was very perceptive. Since the old lady had asked him to come out and check the rent books, he went to the front in a big way to gather people to check the rent.
Since he made such a big noise, no one paid attention to Wei An anymore.
Wei Rui led Wei An to the granary in the backyard, where grain was stored. Wei Rui hid Wei An in the grain pile, and no one could find him - the key to the granary was only in the hands of him and his confidants.
Yang Qinghe was already in a miserable state. He had been eating, drinking, defecating and urinating in this grain pile for the past few days. His face was as pale as a beggar from somewhere, and he moved desperately when he saw the light.
Wei An, however, did not mind his dirtiness, and turned a blind eye to the stain. He smiled and sat on the bench that Wei Rui had prepared, looking at Yang Qinghe in front of him leisurely, and asked him in a low voice: "Master Yang, how have you been these past few days?"
Yang Qinghe looked angry and confused, with something stuffed in his mouth, and was whimpering.
Wei An didn't let Wei Rui take the rag out of his mouth, and told him first: "I heard that you didn't report to the Ministry of Personnel in Nanjing. Later, the Ministry of Personnel sent people to investigate and found out that you were robbed on the way to take up your post... In this case, you are a dead man. Even if you are really dead now, your father can't do anything, don't you think?"
Yang Qinghe curled up his body, far away from Wei An, but made no more sound.
Wei An stared at him until he turned away in anger, then he smiled again: "Your life is in my hands now, how about this, let's make a deal..."
The granary was incredibly hot, and Yang Qinghe felt sticky all over and not a single part of him felt comfortable. When he heard Wei An's words, he shivered violently.
Even better, it seems like he really knows something.
Wei An leaned down and looked down at him: "I know you think your father has a relationship with Cao An and has connections everywhere. But after all, he is a human being, and humans have their limitations... For example, by the time he finds out where you are, you may have already died..."