Jia Baoyu was very dissatisfied.

However, Jia Cong glanced at her secretly and did not dare to speak.

Suddenly.

Another person strode in from outside Rongqing Hall.

"Yicheng is unnecessary!"

"I will personally take Cong'er to send Lin Yatou back to Yangzhou!"

Jia She came in.

Except Jia Mu.

Everyone stood up quickly and said hello.

Li Wan was blessed and avoided mentioning it in the blue gauze cupboard.

Jia She helped Lin Daiyu up and said softly: "Girl Lin, please listen to Xuetang pack her bags."

"Uncle, the ship has been prepared, and it is at the dock in the southern suburbs of Shenjing."

"Let's leave early tomorrow morning."

Lin Daiyu was extremely grateful: "Thank you very much, uncle."

Jia Mu quickly said: "Boss, even though the situation is urgent, you won't have to leave tomorrow, right?"

"Why don't you wait a moment?"

"It's the Chinese New Year, and you're not in the house, how can we do the ancestor worship?"

Jia She glanced at her lightly: "I can afford to wait, but my brother-in-law can't!"

"Brother Jing naturally has the final say in matters of ancestor worship!"

"Cong'er, second girl, girl Lin, let's go back to the east courtyard!"

After saying that, they dispersed.

On the road.

Jia She whispered to Yingchun: "Second girl, if my father and brother leave, they may not be able to come back in time for the New Year."

"You control your servants, take care of your wife, listen and ask Aunt He more about everything."

"If something happens to the old lady and your second uncle again, go to Dongfu immediately to find Uncle Jing."

Yingchun said: "My daughter understands, but please don't worry, father, my daughter will take good care of things at home."

Then he added: "Father, third brother, and sister Lin, remember to write a letter to say that you are safe when you get to Yangzhou."

Jia She patted Yingchun on the shoulder with satisfaction.

Fortunately, today's Yingchun is not the same piece of wood as before, otherwise he would be really worried.

After giving some instructions to Yingchun Lin Daiyu, she took Jia Cong into the study.

Jia Cong quickly asked: "Dad, have you caught that ghost woman?"

Jia She's face suddenly darkened: "There is no such thing as the Japanese style courtyard you mentioned last night in the Prince's Palace in Beijing."

"There is no Tsukiyotou samurai, let alone that ghost woman!"

Jia Cong was shocked: "How is that possible? I obviously saw it with my own eyes last night!"

"I also wrote down a Japanese saying!"

"The murderer was not caught?"

Jia She said calmly: "The murderer surrendered herself. She is a vaudeville actress who is good at jujitsu."

"You crawled in with claws similar to those of your flying tiger."

"The murder weapon was a sharp dagger."

Jia Cong clapped his hands and said mockingly: "King Beijing is so good!"

"If this is full of errors and omissions, would Uncle Wei believe it?"

"Uncle Jiu also pinched his nose and admitted it?"

Then Jia Cong asked: "What's the motive for the murder?"

Jia She was extremely angry and laughed back: "I told you that Han Li robbed her sister in the past, but when she couldn't force her to do it, she tortured her to death!"

"As for your Ninth Uncle, the situation in Jiangnan is unstable now, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for the time being."

Jia Cong frowned.

Then he said: "So, Han Li is a dead person anyway, and there is no proof of his death, so he just throws dirty water indiscriminately?"

Jia She shook his head: "That Mr. Rabbit has good skills. It is true that there is such a thing, but there is no sister who knows Jiu Jitsu!"

Such a big case was closed by the King of Beijing with a scapegoat?

Does he have anything else to rely on?

Jia Cong walked around the study irritably and suddenly stopped.

"Dad, lend me Tianyi and go to Beijing Palace in the evening!"

Jia She said: "No need to go at night, let's go now, let's go to the garden openly!"

The father and son took Tianyi, Qi Youlu and Zheng Duofu with them.

A carriage came galloping towards Prince Beijing's Mansion.

The King of Beijing received the notice of Jia She's name and hurriedly led the chief historian to welcome him out of the palace.

"Jia Shibo came here, but my nephew was frightened and didn't go far to greet him. I'm sorry!"

He kept his posture extremely low in front of Jia She, and only called him Shibo.

Not even the slightest trace related to Han Li's death can be seen.

Jia She chuckled.

He patted Jia Cong on the shoulder and said, "This child heard from his second uncle that your garden is extremely beautiful and different from other places."

"Is it convenient for you to pester me to bring him here to see you?"

King Beijing smiled slightly: "Of course it's convenient, Jia Shibo please, Brother Cong please."

Turning his back, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

These two father and son are very fast. The people sent by Wei Yuanshan just left in the morning.

I ran over here smelling the smell in the afternoon.

Could it be...

He thought for a while and shook his head secretly.

It should be impossible for anyone to detect it.

The motive of the person handed over was obvious, the evidence was conclusive, and it was considered seamless.

Otherwise, how could Wei Yuanshan conclude the case in court?

In his eyes, Jia She is an old dude.

Jia Cong is still a young child.

How could one have imagined that the person who caused the commotion in the Hefeng Courtyard last night was really Jia Cong?

Thinking about it.

King Beijing turned around and smiled at Jia She.

"Last time we said goodbye to each other at Wilson's auction, my nephew has been waiting for Uncle Shi to bring brother Cong over to the house for a reunion."

"Who knew I wouldn't get what I wanted until today."

Jia She smiled and said nothing.

He just wanted to see what tricks King Beijing had done to make the Japanese style courtyard disappear.

Going to the garden or something is just an excuse.

The garden of Beijing Palace is huge.

However, the water solution has to be carefully considered.

He made up his mind not to let Jia She, Jia Cong and his son get close to the northeast corner.

I kept wandering around that Western-style garden.

Jia Cong pointed to the white villa and bungalow and said with a smile: "I have never seen a garden like this."

"Where did the prince see it from?"

King Beijing smiled and said: "I got it from the Westerners."
To be continued...