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theater.

The disciples gathered around the old man and served him with water. Pei Ye had already left again.

There were no bright lights on the streets of Qijiu City. Dirty things were scattered on the streets, and shredded paper was blowing in the breeze. Pei Ye raised his head and looked at the pale moon, which was almost at midday.

He went straight to the dock.

The eldest grandson and the boss were in the courtyard. If they wanted to find out the news about the secret goods, they didn't necessarily have to confront them.

This is what I got when I just inquired and chatted with several theater disciples - although there is no goods in the dock warehouse, the records may also be deleted when the accounts are subsequently entered, but most of them will be left on the first manuscript of the examiner. Record for complete follow-up financial accounts.

It is much easier to touch this manuscript than to break into the Changsun Courtyard.

Pei Ye crossed the entire Qijiu City in an instant, and the city river gurgled.

Four tall ships docked on the shore, their masts seeming to touch the light clouds under the moon.

Pei Ye had already asked Ji Yun that it was the innermost ship coming from the west that docked yesterday, and the ship stopped opposite the warehouse, so the cargo it unloaded should be in the nearest warehouse.

As expected, the supervision of such bulk goods was much lax. Pei Ye took a little more care and found that the most difficult guard was the huge black wolf dog at the door.

A huge lock was left at the entrance of the warehouse, and next to the lock was the big dog. The big dog was tied in the bright open space, and the guard in the small room opposite who didn't know whether he was sleeping or not could see it when he raised his eyes.

These interlocking chariots, horses and artillery guarded the gate. If you wanted to enter from here, you would only lose your life.

Pei Ye thought for a while and circled around the warehouse without finding any other way in or out. It wasn't until he quietly jumped to the top of the warehouse that he touched a few loose tiles.

This warehouse is designed to prevent people from smuggling goods. If you sneak in just to take a look at the ledger, you can always find gaps.

Pei Ye fell to the ground silently, a warm flame ignited beside him, and the accounting table was at the entrance of the warehouse. The young man was wary of the vicious dog across the wall, and gently opened the account book, and densely packed ink characters burst into view.

Suddenly I felt dizzy.

It is indeed a synchronized note that goes in and out of the goods. He remembers it quickly enough. Not to mention the dense handwriting, he also adds or outlines two strokes from time to time. Pei Ye already felt that he had made some progress in word recognition, but now he seemed to have it again. Back to the time when I was blind from reading.

"Li Mingqing, this account book is so messed up. What do you think?" Pei Ye was annoyed.

The girl's thin voice came from the black cat: "I don't have time to care about you now."

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Pei Ye frowned and turned over several pages. After a long time of reading, he finally found the separation between "September 18th".

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked down, guessing and identifying one by one, and finally gradually figured out the format of the accountant's records - first the name of the goods, then the weight and number, when and who sent it in, and some of them were supplemented later. Time and place.

Pei Ye stroked them one by one, and finally pressed his finger on a record that did not follow the specifications.

There was no name of the goods, only a short one. Pei Ye frowned for a long time and recognized the dozen or so characters, which were:

"Eighteen items in the inner cabin, Qi Yun keeps them for himself and has not been put into the warehouse."

Pei Ye paused his fingers: "Keep it for yourself."

He remembered the question he had just asked in the theater: "Have you heard about anything happening in Yinyang County recently?"

Everyone was at a loss. After a while, some people said that the county captain was about to be changed, and some said that a woman in the family seemed to have given birth to four children at once. In short, there were all kinds of comments, until finally Ji Yun showed a weak smile: "Yinyang is the closest." The big event is, isn't Junior Sister Yi getting married?"

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment: "Is this Yin Yang's business?"

Ji Yun looked at him: "The Yi family is in Yinyang County."

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Pressing this memory, Pei Ye was silent for a while, restored the account book to its original state, jumped back to the top of the warehouse, and left the dock in a few ups and downs.

Go north.

Manager Changsun's residence was very close to the dock. When Pei Ye crossed the two alleys, he could already see the spacious courtyard.

On a late autumn night, the lights are brightly lit.

Pei Ye quietly lowered his body and stared at the possibility of sneaking in.

In fact, there were no guards at all, as if anyone could climb over this high courtyard wall, but Pei Ye now knew that there were things that the Yi family wanted to transport back to Yin Yang, and Qi Yun's employer personally guarded it.

And when his eyes moved to the second courtyard, the text in his mind suddenly merged with the picture in front of him.

Three carriages.

There was no need to hide or hide, so they were placed side by side in the courtyard. The two trucks were neatly stacked, and the one with people in them was still empty.

But it has a groom.

At the first sight, Pei Ye's eyes fell on this person.

Wearing a light-colored military uniform, all his hair is tied back on his head, and a long, straight rod is tightly wrapped in cloth, leaning sideways. He is young, silent, clean, and sharp.

The man was leaning against the car, looking at the sky, with one leg bent on the shaft and one leg hanging down. The hand holding the wine bottle was resting on his thigh, and the other hand was holding an unfinished bracelet.

A white cloth belt covered his eyes.

It seemed as if he would never speak, and as if he had already said everything he could.

He just looked at Pei Ye quietly.

Pei Ye remained motionless, her body tense as a spring, and she looked at the man silently. From this angle, only his right cheek was visible, so the small earring did not appear in the young man's field of vision, but the sharpness was already pressing onto his face from a distance of seven feet.

Seven lives.

And he is the strongest Qisheng the boy has ever seen.

The contraction of Pei Ye's heart and lungs became slower and slower, but in the end no one took any further action.

The man looked at him for a while, then turned his head again, as if he didn't care where the young man on the eaves came from or what he was going to do. As long as he hadn't stepped into the courtyard, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him.

Pei Ye didn't want to expose Liuli so abruptly and passively. Watching the man take a sip of wine and start knitting a bracelet again, he slowly retreated into the night.

Back to the theater.

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Bixiao Pavilion.

"Pei Ye said that Qi Yun's employer is the Yi family, and that person is indeed in Qijiu City." Black Cat's voice rang in his ears.

Li Mingqing nodded. Although she was already at her residence, her body felt a little more relaxed after receiving the boy's confirmation. She looked at the [Shuiyang Yuke] article again and began to flip through the booklet.

I have not forgotten that this trip is for Dongfang Tian.

But sure enough, when I scrolled to the front, I couldn't reach thirty years ago.

It is indeed unrealistic to expect Qi Yun to use a notebook for thirty years.

So where should I find those previous private accounts?

There was also a closed book on the corner of the table, which looked shabby. Li Mingqing flipped through it with little hope, but was startled again.

It is indeed not the one from thirty years ago, but its content is also familiar to the girl - this is clearly the public account book from twenty years ago, which the boss took out from the public account room just before nightfall.

Yes, what is he doing with this volume?

Li Mingqing held it sideways in front of his eyes. The book, which had been flattened over the years, was turned over once, and the traces were extremely obvious. The girl stuck her finger on the page, opened it, and saw a line of brand new ink.

But it's not writing, it's smearing.

A line of old ink was wiped out with thick ink, and what was written could no longer be seen.

Li Mingqing was startled for a while, his eyes moved up and down, and all he saw were words like "The sword from East China Sea Sword Furnace B, half frost, starting at sixty taels, selling at ninety-seven taels", which lasted for two or three pages.

Then she realized that this was a record of entries and exits from a concert twenty years ago.

What is this one selling? And why does it need to be taken out separately and ticked off twenty years later?

The girl thought for a while, knowing that the answer could only be found in her private account.

She noted the time and carefully restored the tabletop. Just when she raised her head to look at the second floor, she heard the black cat suddenly say: "Maybe the remaining private account books are not in this courtyard."

"Um?"

"At night, after leaving the public accounting room, the man did not go back here, but went to the attic next to it. Now these two books are put together. I think he may have gone to get this private account at that time. "

The attic that Black Cat was talking about was the one next to the small courtyard. It was dark and quiet. When Li Mingqing thought about it at this time, it was indeed more like a place where things could be hidden than this brightly lit courtyard.

So he carefully restored all the traces in the house, closed the door leaf, and came to the courtyard wall. He quickly flipped over and found himself in front of the attic door.

There was no lock on the door. Li Mingqing was startled, then pushed the door - and it opened.

Li Mingqing gently closed the door with her backhand and looked around the house in the light of the blue flames.

Praising the wisdom of the kitten for a moment.

This is obviously the right place!

There were dazzling and well-proportioned shelves, with precious pearls, jade, goldware, white porcelain, calligraphy and paintings placed on them. Further inside, there was a small room, and the girl saw at a glance the books arranged in layers and in order.

A petty nouveau riche like Zhang Dingyun doesn't understand the rules of other large chambers of commerce.

How can anyone with such a big business still be like a restaurant owner, sleeping with a notebook under his pillow every day?

Even private accounts need to be taken care of and arranged in order. Unlike Zhang Dingyun's family, they can be packed in a small box.

Li Mingqing walked in here and once again found the peace of mind in the public accounting room. A six-foot-square cabinet with the year and category clearly marked. Li Mingqing saw the one in the corner at a glance. The four characters "Chilong Renzi".

She reached out to hold the lock and gently opened it, and the girl carefully pulled out the book.

Thirty years of dust seems to have been pulled out at once.

Why did Dongfang Tian send several albums of paintings in succession and why none of them were sold? Li Mingqing flipped through them lightly and found that they were also arranged by month. The girl immediately flipped through the pages until October came.

The painting came into view as soon as it came and went: "Ren Zidong Painted for Danjun", a gift from the West, has been left in the Yinyang residence.

"." Li Mingqing didn't react. She suspected for a moment that she was still looking at Yi Chengxin's betrothal gift, but the paper and ink in the book were indeed the same as they were twenty years ago.

Already staying at Yin Yang House?

As if she had discovered something she was not sure about, the girl raised her eyebrows solemnly, and quickly flicked the paper with her fingers. After a few "crash" sounds, she came directly to [November].

His eyes were fixed.

The neat format is exactly the same as the public accounts seen at dusk.

Under the main item of "Dan Jun This Year", "Dan Jun Twelve Part One", "Dan Jun Twelve Part Two", "Dan Jun Twelve Part Three", the twelve items are listed for half a page.

At the end of this article, the people of that year finally noted the origin of this set of calligraphy and painting without sparing words.

"Western betrothal gift."

Danjun, Danjun.

Yi Danjun.

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theater.

When Pei Ye came back, everyone's faces showed relaxed fatigue, but the old man was still sleeping peacefully.

Seeing Pei Ye coming back, one of the female students immediately eagerly handed him tea and food. The other senior brother quickly asked him to wait, went to the room, and came out with a bagful of heavy things.

Pei Ye was startled for a moment, took a closer look, and quickly smiled and waved his hand: "What is this?"

After rejecting, the few people could not defeat a determined Five Lives Cultivator. Pei Ye pushed them behind and walked towards the inner room with a smile: "Don't come, don't come, there's something really wrong."

After finally getting rid of his enthusiasm and closing the nearly broken door, the young man turned around. Ji Yun was still lying weakly in front of him. After all, the zhenqi injected before had some effect, and the man looked much better.

Pei Ye walked closer and stopped him from thanking him: "Brother Ji, you said before that you didn't know who Qi Yundong's family is?"

".yes."

"Let me ask you - if this owner is the Yi family, do you think there is anything wrong with it?"

Ji Yun was stunned.

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"No, no." Ji Yun's eyes straightened and he murmured, "Yes, that's right. It turns out to be the Yi family."

Pei Ye smiled: "I saw a man in the Changsun Stewardship today. He was in his twenties, wearing light white clothes, with long hair, and his eyes were covered. He looked very powerful and didn't like to talk. Brother Ji knew that this was Who?"

"This is Yi Nandai!" Ji Yun looked at him in astonishment, "Is he carrying a spear wrapped tightly in cloth?"

Pei Ye nodded, his eyes bright: "Indeed."

Ji Yun smiled weakly: "I heard that many of the opponents he won were not worthy of being asked to unwrap him."

After a busy day, the veil of Qi Yundong's family was finally unveiled. Pei Ye felt a little more relaxed and said with a smile: "This man looks cold and fierce, and he has a lot of parts on his body - his eyes are covered with cloth, and his hands are knitted with rings. You also need to wear a pendant in your left ear——"

After a pause of words, Ji Yun's expression was stunned.

".What's wrong?"

"W-what kind of pendant?" The man was confused, "Yinandai doesn't wear pendants."

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Bixiao Pavilion.

Li Mingqing took a deep breath and closed the book.

Dongfang Tian was still delivering betrothal gifts to Chaoyi's family in November, so why did he go into the mountains alone in December?

Where did this Yidanjun go?

At this point, the girl confirmed the direction of the next investigation - not Qiyun Chamber of Commerce, but Yinyang County; not Bixiao Pavilion, but Yi Family.

She put the book back properly, got up and found the cabinet from twenty years ago. She also broke the lock, took out the account book, and turned to the time corresponding to the one that was smeared in the small courtyard's public account.

[Singing and selling in the spring of Xinyou year]

The records above were indeed much more detailed. It didn't take much effort for Li Mingqing to find the article "East China Sea Sword Furnace Bingxia Sword, Half Frost". When she looked down, the text that caught her eye once again surprised her. Not within reach.

"Xinpo, five taels, starting from 160 taels, sold for 280 taels, purchased by: Yu Chaocai, governor of Bowang Prefecture."