Wanjin Lady

Chapter 260 Nightmare
Wen Wan sighed, it was really a tangled mess. Her horoscopes conflicted with those of the third branch of the Yuan family, so they bumped into each other wherever they went.

Wen Wan again urged Master Ma to take care of himself, but Master Ma had his own plans. "To be honest, Young Master, I've been off for four months, and my brain is practically going crazy! So many wine merchants already placed orders at the wine-making party, so how could I sit still?! Now that the old master has cleared his name, he'll be released soon. There's no point for me and the servants to stay here, so why don't I take my brothers back to Ping County tomorrow and start making Ruiguo pulp!"

Wen Wan thought about it and agreed, "I have some silver here. Take it back and give it to Mei Qing. Let her use it all in the production of Ruiguo pulp."

The remaining time is to wait for the verdict of acquittal.

Wen Wan pulled aside the curtain and walked out, only to find that the chess game on the stone table in the courtyard had ended. Yao Shizhen and his wife and Cheng Yunzhang had already left. However, the gentleman who was watching the game... was sleeping soundly on the armchair.

Wen Wan frowned and said to Hou Ji who was waiting in the corridor, "Why don't you let your Lord Hou go back to sleep?"

Hou Ji begged for mercy: "Manager Wen, please let my master get some sleep. He hasn't slept a wink for several nights."

"What is he busy with?"

"It's just..." Hou Ji said with a playful smile, his attitude enthusiastic but he didn't know anything. "It's torture. Investigation. Official business."

Wen Wan has become accustomed to the attitude of Wei Zheng's men.

Everyone is very enthusiastic, but they won't reveal a single word of the key information.

Wei Zheng was a light sleeper, but he slept soundly in Wen Wan's noisy courtyard.

The courtyard was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the sound of footsteps, and the clatter of pots and pans, which was the worldly atmosphere that he had disliked before.

Ever since something happened at home, he hated the smell of fireworks.

The small stalls in the market, the performances on the overpass, the firecrackers during the New Year, and the hustle and bustle filled with the smell of fireworks always made him feel at a loss.

He was like a ghost living in this mortal world, without a body to contain him. He was just floating alone, wandering wherever the wind blew.

But not long after he sat down... he felt the noise getting farther and farther away, and his body getting lighter and lighter...

He had a dream.

In the dream, a beautiful young lady handed me an orange with a smile, and said in a half-cheerful and half-coquettish tone: "When peeling an orange for a girl, you must remove the white outer core."

He heard his own voice muffled, "Okay."

The young lady shook her legs, and sticky sounds continued to come from the void.

"Then I'll buy you eighteen kinds of weapons, okay?"

"You are so kind."

Wei Zheng tried desperately to see the face of the woman in his dream, but the person seemed to be shrouded in a fog. The more he tried to see clearly... the clearer it became.

"Master Hou?"

A woman's voice came from his dream, as if coming from the void, and Wei Zheng opened his eyes suddenly.

The wind blew the tree and the leaves of the locust tree fell to the ground.

Afternoon sunshine, lazy and comfortable.

After only a short sleep, Wei Zheng felt relaxed all over, as if he had just been woken up from a relaxing sauna, and every pore in his body was emitting a comfortable sigh.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Wenwan's appearance.

The young lady had a very fair complexion, having recently given birth, and her face was rosy and her eyes were bright. Today she wore a jade-white long dress with long sleeves and a front opening, her dark hair tied up in a bun, and her small face was clean and bright.

"My Lord." The young lady called him softly again.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zheng may not have woken up yet. Wen Wan saw him staring at her blankly, and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Tell me...why can't I see the faces of people in dreams clearly?"

What and what?
Wen Wan was taken aback, and after a moment of consideration, she replied, "Perhaps... I'm afraid you'll take everything in your dream seriously?" Wei Zheng was momentarily lost in thought, then understood.

Just a dream——

Wen Wan urged him in a cold and distant tone, "My Lord, don't sleep here. Be careful not to catch a cold."

How can you catch a cold in this scorching summer?
Wei Zheng knew that she was chasing him away, but he was stubborn in his heart and thought to himself: If you don't let me come, I will come every day.

"Junior Sister Wen, this place has good feng shui. I felt sleepy as soon as I lay down. If I can't sleep next time, I will come to Junior Sister's courtyard to take a nap."

Wen Wan declined politely, "I wonder if the Marquis has ever heard of a proverb?"

Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows, "I'd like to hear the details."

"A widow is always surrounded by gossip. Especially... a beautiful widow."

There was a moment of silence in the air.

"I'm a military commander, and my knowledge is limited." Wei Zheng said firmly, "I've never heard of it."

Wen Wan: "..."

I believe you as a ghost!

You clearly wrote several policy papers in front of me!

Seeing Wen Wan's expression gradually crack, Wei Zheng lowered his eyes, curled his lips into a smile, and felt even more relaxed. He stood up and said, "I have official business to attend to. Please excuse me. Junior Sister Wen, there's no need to see me off."

Wei Zheng was obviously in a very good mood when he returned to the Governor's Mansion. Not long after he sat down, Meng Yuanjie came to report that Mother Yi refused to confess and had fainted, and asked Wei Zheng to make a decision.

Wei Zheng waved his hand and said, "Let him go."

"But...are you not going to investigate the Duke's case anymore?"

"Let her go and assign two people to follow her closely. Since she's been used as bait, we'll definitely catch two big fish." Wei Zheng knocked on the table. "Where's Liu Guizhou? Where are his account books and goods?"

"Not only did Liu Guizhou carry account books, he's also a leading figure in the inland trafficking of stolen goods. Our people have been keeping an eye on him, but he's extremely cautious. Besides dealing with Mother Yi, he also has business dealings with almost every major household in Bozhou City. It's difficult to tell if what's real is fake, so it'll take time."

Hou Ji then said, "It would be great if we could get a map of all the officials in Bozhou. That way, we could quickly sort out the network of relationships within Bozhou City. Following the clues, we'd definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

"That's easy. They're available on the black market."

Meng Yuanjie, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly said, "Tomorrow is the birthday of the mother of Tongpan Sun. Madam Sun is hosting a banquet for all the prominent figures in Bozhou City. She just had the concierge deliver the invitations this afternoon. If the Marquis wants to quickly familiarize himself with Bozhou's officialdom, he can go tomorrow."

"Master Sun's mother's birthday?"

Meng Yuanjie was clearly well-informed. He smiled and said, "The eldest daughter of the Tongpan family is already fifteen years old, which is the right age for marriage. This birthday banquet... is also intended for Madam Sun to find a future son-in-law."

Hou Ji hurriedly said, "Lord, you can't go! If the Sun family takes a fancy to you, you won't be able to leave!"

Wei Zheng raised his foot and kicked Hou Ji in the lower back, "Do you think your Lordship is such a hot commodity that any young lady would fall deeply in love with me?"

Meng Yuanjie smiled and said, "There will be many talented young men at tomorrow's banquet, and Miss Sun is a literary person. She may not be interested in military commanders like us."

Wei Zheng made the final decision, "Prepare some gifts and go to the Sun Mansion tomorrow to meet the masters of Bozhou."

Meng Yuanjie and Hou Ji were about to leave when they suddenly heard Wei Zheng's voice from behind.

"What do you think... if I keep dreaming about a woman... but I can't see her face clearly... what does it mean?"

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