The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Chapter 479

Chapter 479

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After handing over his duties at Lu Hui's place, he left the gate of the Northern Detective Department alone. Sun Shaozong turned around and looked at the plaque with red letters, black background, and gold frame on the lintel, and couldn't help but sigh in secret.

Although he had anticipated the outcome early on, Lu Hui's decisive killing still gave him a hint of coldness - it should be noted that these were all members of Lu Hui's old team who started in Jiangnan, with all the merits, hard work, and love.

In the future, when it camed to the matter of the Northern Detective Department, it was better to try to avoid mixing in as little as possible.

Sun Shaozong shook his head and turned down the steps.

“Second Master.”

Zhang Cheng quickly put the whip under his armpit, reached out his arm, and lifted the curtain of the car, then carefully asked, "Should we go to the Qingxu Temple or…”

“I'm on a mission, go back to the mansion.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Cheng was overjoyed and put down the curtain of the carriage to pick up his whip. With a crisp sound of a crack, the horse pulling the carriage hissed a few times and then galloped along the long street.

It was not surprising that Zhang Cheng was so happy. To investigate the mole of the Northern Detective Department, Sun Shaozong stayed in the Yamen for three nights in a row - he was fine, his identities were there, so he didn't feel aggrieved. However, Zhang Cheng was just a carriage driver, and his life was not so comfortable.

Especially in this Northern Detective Department, it was not as solemn as anywhere else. During the day, it could still be said to be solemn, but at night, it could only be described as gloomy. Especially in the dead of night, one could often hear a few mournful screams, which scared Zhang Cheng who couldn’t sleep soundly all night.

Upon returning to the mansion, it was said that his Elder Brother, Sun Shaozu happened to be at home. Sun Shaozong was not busy returning to his backyard but instead went to the inner hall to find him to talk to.

Since the ”Dragon Root Case,” the training progress of Shenji Camp has greatly accelerated. Sun Shaozu was basically stationed outside the city, and it had been a long time since the brothers were able to meet at home.

However, when Sun Shaozong excitedly arrived at the entrance of the inner hall, he had to stop his steps again, because there were several clusters of white flowers in the hall, surrounded by a black, and shiny big man, breathing softly.

Great~

It seemed that before dinner, the two brothers were unable to speak seriously.

Sun Shaozong retreated quietly and walked west along the corridor, only to see clusters of chrysanthemums blooming in the flower beds on both sides.

Of course, there were also many failed transplants, and the branches have gradually withered, appearing particularly eye-catching in the blooming flowers.

At this moment, several servants and maids were carrying flower hoes, searching for dead branches to dig their roots, and replacing them with a new batch of vibrant ones, to fill the autumn scenery of this courtyard before the Double Ninth Festival.

As he walked, Sun Shaozong's gaze suddenly stopped at one of the maids, who folded her graceful figure next to the flower bed, holding a flower hoe in her hand, and her two black eyebrows twisted together, full of sadness.

This person was not just someone else, it was Caixia who had just been exiled outside - when she was at the Rongguo Mansion, she was at least a respectable person. When did she have such a hard work experience?

At this moment, the two young white hands had already ground several blood bubbles, and they were weakly manipulating the flower hoe. She couldn't even dig a dead branch.

If Baoyu had seen this scene, he would have gone up and had some mercy.

Sun Shaozong only gave a slight pause in his gaze and stopped paying attention.

As he gradually drifted away in the corridor, Caixia suddenly lifted her head and said to a nearby weeping willow, "He have left, you can come out now.”

Behind the weeping willow, a woman with thin shoulders and waist flashed up and sighed, "Tell me, which target to offend but you chose to cause trouble in front of the Second Master. I've begged the Elder Madam several times these days, but she won't let go, afraid she might annoy the Second Master.”

Caixia waved her hoe and pounded the withered branches and stems lightly, she then said in a muffled voice, "There is a Second Master in the Rongguo Mansion, and there is a Second Master in this mansion. I must have conflicted with the ”Second Master,” so staying outside can be more peaceful. You don't have to plead for me anymore, let me live and die outside.”

Yuanyang couldn't help but stomp her feet and exclaim in anger at her self-deprecating appearance. "If you really thought of Third Brother Huan, you should first serve the Masters of this mansion well, so that you can ask for grace in the future.”

Caixia suddenly jumped up and angrily said, "I'm thinking of the Third Master due to the relationship of Concubine Zhao! I’m not like someone, who has an ambiguous relationship with the Master no matter where you go.”

“You…”

Yuanyang's face suddenly turned red and pointed at Caixia as she was about to say a few words. However, she turned around and squeezed most of her body into the flower bed, only aiming her upturned buttocks at herself.

This was really a ”hot face sticking to cold buttocks!”

Originally, Yuanyang offered a helping hand, only because of her love for the Rongguo Mansion. Being treated like this now naturally froze her heart, so she turned away with a bite of silver teeth.

As the footsteps gradually became inaudible, Caixia pulled her head out of the flower bed and looked toward the direction of the inner courtyard. Her face flashed with a hint of regret, and then she became fierce again, disregarding the blood bubbles on her hands. She held up the small flower hoe high and began to scratch it again and again.

After Sun Shaozong returned to his small courtyard, he had a lively time with his children, wives, and concubines. After chatting for a long time, Ruan Rong suddenly remembered something and quickly rummaged out a red and gilded post from the cabinet, handing it to Sun Shaozong.

“This is?”

Sun Shaozong casually opened it and took a look, and it was still an invitation from Jia Baoyu, inviting him to go to Rongguo Mansion for a drink in two days.

Due to suddenly taking on the task of investigating spies, Sun Shaozong had just sent someone to refuse Baoyu's banquet two days ago. Why did he turn around and send the post again?

Moreover, it was already August 23rd, and two days later it would be the 25th. The monthsary banquet with his daughter was also about to be held. It seemed that Jia Baoyu's invitation this time was indeed not about drinking.

He had just pondered for a moment, but before he could figure out anything, he was interrupted by his son's chirping. Looking down, he saw this little guy sitting on the bed, his teeth and claws flapping, his eyes fixed on the hot metal post.

Sun Shaozong then pinched a corner of the post and teased him, saying, "Seeing this post, I think of something serious. A few days ago, when we went to Xue Pan's house with Brother Liu, the family heirloom jade pendant on his waist disappeared. He likely went to a certain pawn shop.”

“Tomorrow, send someone to ask from house to house and redeem the jade pendant from the pawnshop, and then send it along with five hundred taels of silver to his house so that he won't lose all his family assets for the sake of marriage.”

Ruan Rong grabbed the gilded post and took out the handkerchief of the mandarin duck brocade, wiping the gold powder stained on her son's hand clean. Then she wondered, "Why should you give the silver and send the jade pendant together? Young Master Liu is also a person who can’t bear to lose his face, how would he want to let people know that he needs to rely on selling his pendant to prepare for the wedding?”

Sun Shaozong said helplessly, "If we don't first expose this matter, do you think he will accept those five hundred taels of silver?”

During the conversation, he also put his body on the bed and rested his head on Ruan Rong's thigh. He grabbed it with his backhand and climbed down the slender waist, saying, "Don't mention these trivial matters. Just now, I went to the back to talk to my Elder Brother and watched him hold an undisclosed meeting in the hall.”

Spit.

Feeling the thief’s fingers scraping lightly at her sensitive spot, Ruan Rong blushed and spat, patting Sun Shaozong's palm open and cursing a few times. Turning back, she beckoned Qingwen in to carry the child to the wet nurse's room.

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