nycdaug Chapter 133: Really Good at Scolding
Chapter 133: Really Good at Scolding
A strange Taoist nun came to Pengcheng.
There was a burly man and a frail young boy beside him.
But when I heard that the young man among these people came to Pengcheng to take the exam, I felt relieved.
Every time there was a provincial examination in Pengcheng, there were so many people coming, all kinds of strange people came. The people of Pengcheng had seen so many of them that they didn't care much.
"Master, are we really going to start construction here?" The foreman looked at the place in front of him and said in a strange tone, "This is..."
"Isn't it just a famous beggar's den?" Wen Yan smiled, "It's okay, just start working with peace of mind. I have already settled all the beggars here, and they won't come to disturb you."
"But...does the Taoist priest really want to build a library in this place? It would be unlucky to build it here."
"Am I a Taoist priest or are you? I've calculated it all. The time, the place and the people are all right. This is the best place!"
Since the employer said so, the foreman stopped trying to persuade him.
What was strange was that he had visited this place before and it was very dirty and messy, but now it was actually quite clean.
Seeing that the foreman had already started the work, Wen Yan returned to the inn.
Yang Mu had just returned from outside and greeted Wen Yan immediately when he saw her, "Master!"
"You're back." Wen Yan looked at him with a smile, and even with such an ordinary face, she actually showed a sense of compassion.
Yang Mu rubbed his eyes, quickly dismissed the idea, and said to Wen Yan: "Those people got much better after drinking your medicine, but you are too amazing, how come you even know medical skills?"
What medical skills does Wen Yan actually know? It’s just the effect of spiritual spring water combined with medicinal herbs that have a calming effect.
That day, Wan Dongling left with those people, but Wen Yan was actually in the woodshed in the backyard.
Just as Wan Dongling had expected, these people's target was only Wan Dongling. After capturing her, they just searched other places at random.
Wan Dongling didn't know where Wen Yan hid the books, but she asked Wen Yan to leave the books here.
Although there is a bad apple like Liao Zhu, it is undeniable that Pengcheng is still a well-known cultural town, and these books should be left to the people here.
So Wen Yan proposed to pretend to build a library, and when it was completed, all 100,000 books would be returned to the local officials for management.
When the library was completed, there was no need to even build bookcases. Wen Yan put away the books and the bookcases together. Otherwise, it would take ten days or half a month just to classify these 100,000 volumes.
"Aunt Wen!" When they arrived in the room, Yang Mu no longer pretended to be a stranger and immediately came over to ask, "How did you know that most of those beggars were harmed by Penglai Academy? Originally, I thought it was only Case Leader Liu."
"Think about it, how many people came to Penglai Academy in the past ten years, and how many people disappeared?"
"I don't know. Even the people in the county government can't know, right?"
"Ordinary people really wouldn't know about this." Wen Yan sat at the table and drank a sip of tea, "I wouldn't know about it either."
So she chose to ask Wang Jiu. Although she felt embarrassed to ask him for help again, he was the only one who could help her at the moment.
But the final number really shocked her.
In ten years, nearly a hundred people were deceived. It can almost be said that all the counties and cities near Pengcheng were deceived by him.
Yang Mu: "What about you? Did you really calculate it?"
"So many people have disappeared over the years. Is it possible that only Case Leader Liu escaped? If there is one, there will be two." Wen Yan glanced at him, "Did you miss your medicine today? You should take some too, or you might end up going crazy like those people."
Yang Mu smiled: "Got it."
For some things, the fewer people who know about them, the better.
Wen Yan said to Yang Mu, "I have already asked someone to feed you the medicine. You don't have to go there all day. You should stay here and study. Do you want to give up the provincial examination this year?"
"How is that possible!" Yang Mu immediately retorted, "Wan Dongling and I haven't decided the winner yet! I'm going to read a book right now, but I'll also go to feed the medicine."
After saying that, Yang Mu left.
Wen Yan took a nap in the inn in the afternoon, and after dark, she went out with the housekeeper.
According to the information conveyed by Wang Jiu, except for the twenty or so beggars who were still alive, the rest of the ninety people were all killed by Liao Zhu and Xia Yu. However, Wang Jiu did not receive any information about where the bodies were destroyed.
In addition, Wang Jiu also provided Wen Yan with some information that was beneficial to his family.
Even though Yi Jian, the prefect of Pengcheng, loves talents, he is also a fair and good official. If evidence can be found, he can directly inform this person, and perhaps he can help Wen Yan.
So, Wen Yan started to sneak into Penglai Academy with her housekeeper these days to find the place where they destroyed the bodies.
But for several days in a row, I couldn't find it there.
"Isn't it here?" Wen Yan took her hand away from the ground. The power of vitality could use the power of plants to detect underground, but she had searched the entire Penglai Academy and couldn't find it.
The housekeeper saw Wen Yan standing up and asked, "Do you want to go home?"
Come back home?
Wen Yan thought, isn't the place where Wan Dongling is now the Liao family's house? Is it over there? But the distance between the two places is not far, and it is not an easy task to transport the corpse so far.
It was already late, Liao Zhu and Xia Yu were both in that house. If Wen Yan had guessed correctly, it was Xia Yu who had knocked her unconscious that day.
This person's identity is unknown and he has great martial arts skills, so he cannot be confronted head-on.
"Let's go back." Wen Yan decided to ask Wan Dongling tomorrow about the specific situation of the Liao family before making a decision.
The next morning, Wen Yan had just fallen asleep for a short while when she was awakened by knocking on the door. When she opened the door, she saw the excited Yang Mu.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Yang Mu almost jumping up, he looked so energetic, and it seemed that both his body and mind were fine. "It's so early in the morning, I thought you passed the exam before you even took it."
"Don't joke with me, Aunt Wen, look what this is." Yang Mu walked in, closed the door, and then placed a book in front of Wen Yan.
"Poetry collection? By Liao Zhu?" The words on the book were eye-catching.
"That's right, look at the last few poems." Yang Mu pointed at the collection of poems excitedly and read them word by word. "She is so talented, Aunt Wen, what do you think is wrong with her brain? How can she write such amazing poems? The key is that she can write these acrostics so beautifully without any trace of deliberateness!"
Wen Yan read the seven-character regulated verse and saw the mystery in it. She couldn't help but curl her lips and smile, "This little mouth is really good at scolding people."