Daiyu from the Red Mansion is also arguing with people today

Chapter 176: Private Accounts over the Years

"I understand!" After Lan Rui confirmed it, she was so excited that she almost jumped up.

She couldn't wait to go back and share the good news with her sisters, and her eyes were full of anticipation when she looked at Daiyu.

Daiyu smiled and waved her hand, indicating that she could leave: "Go ahead, I don't need you to accompany me to eat!"

Only then did Lan Rui remember that except for herself who was on duty to serve Daiyu, the other maids were all queuing up, waiting to copy the cultivation experience given by Daiyu.

She never liked reading and writing, so Lin Ji helped her copy.

Lan Rui confirmed again: "Girl, am I really going back?"

"Go! If you don't leave now, stay and don't leave!"

Lan Rui smiled awkwardly and walked backwards toward the door, saying, "I'll be leaving right away! I'll be leaving right away! Xueyan will come to clean up the dishes in a while. If you have anything to do, just call the maid who sweeps the yard!"

When she left, she thoughtfully closed the door for Daiyu. The whole inner room was quiet again, except for the sound of Daiyu chewing slowly and the crackling sound of the burning candle.

For Daiyu, who was always used to the hustle and bustle around her, such silence seemed a little unfamiliar to her.

She sighed to herself: "It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!"

However, this opportunity to be alone is not entirely a bad thing.

That night, Daiyu lay alone in bed for the first time in a long time, but she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She always felt that something was missing around her and she felt empty.

She simply sat up and changed into her nightgown. What kept flashing in her mind was the map she had made herself.

The Xue family's stewards seemed to have made an appointment and left the capital one after another. They thought that this way, no one would target them. However, in Daiyu's eyes, their behavior was like marking them.

Daiyu easily found their yard without having to bother to identify it, because only these few families had packed up their belongings and were clearly ready to travel.

Except for the bed and a few tables and chairs, the rest of the room was empty. But even so, Daiyu still scanned their house carefully to make sure she didn't miss anything.

Of course, Daiyu did not take the furniture such as tables, chairs and benches with her, so that when they rent a house in the future, they would not have to sleep directly on the floor.

The last place Daiyu came to was the house of Manager Fan's mistress. It was already late at night, but the two were still fighting fiercely in the bedroom, punching each other and refusing to give in.

Manager Fan never imagined that the mistress, who looked weak and timid on ordinary days, could be so fierce when she teased people.

Both of them stopped, and Manager Fan sat in front of the bronze mirror, carefully touched the scratches on his face, and shouted angrily: "You scratched my face!"

The mistress took a pair of scissors and trimmed her nails with a pained look on her face: "Why didn't you tell me that you broke my nails that I had worked so hard to grow long!"

Manager Fan pointed at her, his fingers shaking with anger: "Shrew! Shrew!"

He wanted to continue, but he was afraid of the scissors in his mistress's hand and was a little scared, so the two of them were deadlocked on the spot.

Daiyu saw that the excitement was over, and a ball of incense flew into the oil lamp. In an instant, the smell of the incense spread, and the two people fainted on the ground one after another. Seeing this, she quickly restored the tiles and entered the room.

Manager Fan had hidden a lot of good things in this house. Perhaps because there were still two days before they left, he was not as anxious as the other families. The main reason was that he had not yet reached an agreement with his mistress.

After walking around the house, Daiyu unexpectedly discovered Manager Fan's private collection in an inconspicuous corner - private accounts from past years.

Her eyes fell on the densely written words and a sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She just wanted to be a good person and let Xue Baochai see what kind of people these managers in her family were!

If 111 had not been silenced by Daiyu at this time, it would definitely add a narration to the video recording the host's behavior: Please behave like a human being!

As for Manager Fan’s wife, Daiyu chose to let her go.

The woman knew nothing about what Manager Fan did, and even the house they lived in was rented. Although Manager Fan knew that his father was greedy for money, they were birds of a feather, and he never brought money home.

Before leaving, Daiyu took Manager Fan with her and threw him into a dry well. She had no intention of killing Manager Fan, but simply wanted to buy some time for his mistress to report to the police.

Another great thing was accomplished, and Daiyu's previous melancholy mood was swept away. The only way to relieve her worries was to get rich quickly!

In the homes of these managers, she obtained more treasures than in Hengshudian, and also a large sum of silver bills, the total amount of which even exceeded the value of the shop.

But Daiyu's actions tonight were not over yet. After dealing with Manager Fan, she quietly returned to the vicinity of the courtyard.

At the corner of an alley, she turned over a few tattered wicker baskets and found a young man lying underneath.

Daiyu picked him up effortlessly, found another abandoned shack, and threw him in. She searched the warehouse for a long time, and finally found a sword from one of the boxes and threw it next to the young man.

She didn't have the habit of doing good deeds without leaving a name, so she squatted down and patted the man's face several times until his cheeks turned slightly red and he woke up slightly.

He Zhengyang woke up in a daze, and the first thought in his mind was: I was ambushed!

He subconsciously touched his chest and found that the dozens of copper coins he had earned with great difficulty were safe and sound. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

But he soon noticed that there was a young man standing in front of him who was obviously shorter than him.

"My sword!"

He Zhengyang didn't even bother to stand up, he just crawled and reached out to grab the sword.

And Daiyu just stood there quietly without saying a word.

After He Zhengyang confirmed that his sword was intact, he gradually came to his senses.

He realized that the young man in front of him was one of the people who knew about Heng Shudian's accident, and there was even a great possibility that this person was the mastermind behind it. However, the sword returned to his hands intact, which was equivalent to earning the money from the pawnshop for nothing.

This contradictory feeling made He Zhengyang a little conflicted, and it was written on his face without reservation, making Daiyu couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Okay, the things are returned to their original owners, and I should go now!" Daiyu pointed her toes and leaped several meters away.

He Zhengyang hurriedly got up, followed Daiyu's figure and shouted, "Master!"

In this quiet night, his voice seemed particularly abrupt. He Zhengyang also realized this and quickly lowered his voice and asked, "Master, is this Qinggong?"

Daiyu had already jumped onto the wall and looked down at him: "Yes."

"Can I learn?"

"Why?"

This one sentence left He Zhengyang speechless for a moment.