Wanjin Lady

Chapter 128 Misfortunes never come singly
"I ran away! My shoes almost fell off while I was running, and I kept saying I saw a ghost while I was running--" Cui Agou kept crying "Ouch, ouch!" "Sister Hongmei, please beat me to death, I don't want to stay here anyway! I don't want this month's wages. This Wen residence is gloomy and spooky. My parents said that I have a weak physique and am most likely to run into those dirty things. Please do me a favor and tell the girl... I can't do this job... I'm leaving now... I'm leaving now..."

After saying that, the man ignored Hongmei and Chen Ma, and ran out like crazy despite everyone's dissuasion.

Wen Wan naturally heard about the commotion in the front yard. A moment later, Chen Ma and Hong Mei came to report the incident. Wen Wan remained silent, saying only, "Close the doors and windows tightly, guard the gates, and don't let the servants discuss this matter."

Wen Wan rubbed her temples. Zhao Heng felt sorry for her and said, "Madam, I'll go check this out."

Naturally, it was Zhao Heng's turn to deal with the affairs in the backyard.

Wen Wan, however, took his hand and motioned him to sit down, "How do you plan to investigate, my husband?"

"The haunting at home...is definitely related to Daddy's serious illness." Zhao Heng sneered, "Our family...in Ping County...has a grudge against only one person."

"You mean... Yuan Liulang?" Wen Wan frowned slightly. "No need to investigate. I know who did it. I have my own opinion on this matter."

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, and seeing Wen Wan's calm expression, he guessed that Wen Wan had already made up her mind.

Wen Wan didn't like him interfering in business affairs, so Zhao Heng could only turn a blind eye.

If Wen Wan is unable to deal with Yuan Liulang, he will secretly find an opportunity to deal with Yuan Liulang.

Zhao Heng always had his own ideas, and he would just listen to Wen Wan's words. If they were in line with his wishes, he would take them to heart; if they were not in line with his wishes, he would just let them go in one ear and out the other.

He can ignore what's going on in the business world.

But he couldn't ignore the fact that the Wen Mansion was haunted.

Chen Ma and Hongmei both believed Wen Wan, but Zhao Heng didn't trust the others, so he had no choice but to grab Wen Jing and go to the front yard.

At this moment, the hustle and bustle had died down, and the servants of the Wen family had dispersed. Only a screen wall blocked the view, with flowers and plants planted underneath.

The Wen residence is compactly arranged, with a small courtyard area. The main gate of the house is mostly located on the central axis, with the main house facing the hall and a two-story building often built in the back yard.

It rained a few days ago, and it still rains now. Rainwater from the inner slope of the roof flows into the patio from all sides, symbolizing that water gathers in the center of the sky, which is called "four waters returning to the hall."

Wen Jing stood in the corridor, holding onto the railing, not daring to get closer.

I heard from Lan Xin that this place is haunted today!
However, when she told this to Zhao Heng, her brother-in-law scolded her severely, saying that how could such a ghost come out in broad daylight!

Wen Jing is afraid of ghosts, and even more afraid of her brother-in-law.

I used to think Zhao Heng was easy to talk to, but later I found out that this brother-in-law is clearly a bad guy wearing a mask!

No, it's more vicious than a ghost!
Wen Jing touched her swollen, painful and sore thigh.

It was raining, but her brother-in-law still dragged her out to the martial arts training ground.

Practice calligraphy in the morning, practice martial arts in the afternoon, and keep busy all day long.

"Brother-in-law..." Wen Wan was far away from the main hall. Seeing the gloomy weather, she didn't dare to approach the screen wall. "Are you catching ghosts?"

Zhao Heng stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the screen wall in silence.

The vegetable vendor said he saw a white shadow flash past his eyes. If both of them were not lying, then it was in front of the screen wall...

Zhao Heng walked to the corridors on both sides of the screen wall and looked up at the arches. The light was dim and he could not see clearly. He could only vaguely see something reflecting light.

Wen Jing came forward and imitated Zhao Heng's behavior... looking up with a serious expression...

I can't see anything.

Zhao Heng walked to the other side and saw a fishing line entangled in the Chuigong that had not been removed in time.

How did the fishing line end up here? Zhao Heng frowned slightly, glanced at the opposite bank under the eaves, and secretly measured the height.

Then he remembered something and curled the corners of his lips.

Hongmei, who came running over, was as if she was facing a great enemy, "Sir, Second Miss!"

Hongmei pulled Wen Jing again, "Second Miss, it's cold now since autumn. You're wearing too little and you're likely to catch a cold. Where's Lanxin? Why didn't you think of giving Second Miss more clothes?"

She urged Zhao Heng again, "Son-in-law, let's go. It's cold out here."

Seeing Hongmei's slightly anxious eyes, Zhao Heng smiled, said nothing, and walked into the house.

Misfortune never comes singly.

The sky had just cleared up in the afternoon, and after several days of rain, a ray of sunlight finally appeared in the sky. That night, a fire broke out in the backyard of the winery's warehouse.

There was a curfew in Ping County, so the guys had to wait until dawn to send someone to inform Wen Wan. When Wen Wan heard the news, she became anxious and asked Zhao Heng to ride a horse and take her to the winery.

This also made Wen Wan realize that mastering riding skills... is urgent.

Not being able to drive a horse in this era is like not being able to drive a car in later generations.

As soon as we entered the winery, the ground was wet and there was a wisp of smoke in the backyard. The guys were all exhausted and collapsed under the corridor. The courtyard in front of the main entrance was filled with wine that had been urgently transferred from the wine cellar.

"Young Master... you are finally here..."

The moment Ma Changshun saw Wen Wan, he was as if he had seen his own mother. His dark face was filled with grievance. "I don't know what happened, but the winery had a fire last night. It was right behind our wine cellar, just a few yards away. Luckily, Feng Shuigen got up in the middle of the night to relieve himself and smelled smoke. He immediately called the guys to move the winemakers out of the cellar. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous!"

Feng Shuigen's face was stained with smoke, his sleeve was burned off, and there was a blister on the back of his hand. He shouted angrily, "I think someone set the fire on purpose! It just rained a few days ago, and the ground is still wet. How could a fire start in the forest?!"

"That's right! There's only a barren mountain behind our wine cellar, not a single hair of a person in sight. How could a fire suddenly break out?"

"Young Master, this is a very dangerous night. If Feng Shuigen hadn't gotten up, wouldn't our winery have burned down? We might all have been burned to death!"

This is human life!
The guys got excited.

"Young Master, let's report it to the police! Let's get that grandson out!"

Ma Changshun knew that the Wen and Yuan families were competing against each other, and he probably had some thoughts in his mind. However, Wen Wan didn't say anything, so he could only comfort his subordinates, "Everyone, please be patient. This winery is the young master's hard work. The young master is more anxious than us! Even if we want to catch the murderer, we have to give the young master time!"

As they spoke, Wen Wan had already hurried towards the backyard. Ma Changshun knew she was concerned about the wine, so he immediately lowered his voice and said, "As soon as the fire started, I secretly moved the fruit wine away. Fortunately, there wasn't much, only ten jars, and I hid them all under the bed in my room."

Wen Wan's heart finally calmed down. She pushed open the burnt door and saw a scorched earth in the backyard with faint smoke rising from it.

Wen Wan covered her mouth and nose, frowned and looked at the long, overgrown downhill road behind the mountain.

It rained two days ago, and the grass was wet. The mountain road was rugged and completely hidden in the tall weeds on both sides.

On such a road, in the dark, they were able to find the backyard of the winery...it must have been done by an insider.

Ah.

Wenwan chuckled.

It seems that Yuan Liulang has a lot of helpers. Why are they so pessimistic about Wen Wan?
When Ma Changshun saw Wen Wan smile, he didn't know why, but he always felt that there was a hint of irony in the young master's smile.

Could it be that... the young master knows who the murderer is?

(End of this chapter)