The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Chapter 1155 Have we fallen into a den of thieves again?

The old man, known as Uncle Nine, had cloudy eyes, but his shrewdness shone through the swirling smoke.

Chang Da waited for Uncle Jiu's response, and when he saw that Uncle Jiu had finished smoking his cigarette, he immediately lit another one for him.

"Doesn't Uncle Jiu want to get Da Long cured as soon as possible? Selling those few would be enough to send Da Long to the capital for treatment."

Chang Da stuffed tobacco into Uncle Jiu's pipe while observing Uncle Jiu's reaction.

“If we miss this opportunity, we might never get another chance. Uncle Jiu, just think of it as Da Long’s sake. Da Long has been bedridden for years, and it’s not a good thing.”

Chang Da lit the pipe, which was stuffed with tobacco, and handed it to Uncle Jiu.

Offering it with both hands shows filial piety.

"You go back first. We'll talk about this later. Let me think about it some more."

Upon hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Chang Da's eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

Thinking of that spoiled young lady, he swallowed hard.

I wonder if I can get a taste of something fresh before Uncle Nine sells him off.

"Alright, I'll go back and get ready. Uncle Jiu will send someone to call me when he's ready, and I'll be there right away."

When Chang Da left, he didn't forget to take the bag of meat and vegetables with him.

Uncle Nine watched his hurried figure, sneered, and when his eyes turned to the inner room, a hint of helplessness flashed across his face.

"Father, Father."

A sound came from the inner room, and Uncle Jiu quickly went in, holding the little one in his arms and comforting him.

"Father, are you going to sell people again? After you sell this one, will my illness be cured?"

Uncle Jiu's hair was gray, and he looked like a nonagenarian sitting on the edge of the bed. The child in his arms looked no more than six or seven years old.

He was emaciated, and because he had never seen the sun, his exposed skin was a bloodless white.

"Darling, I will definitely save you. After I finish this job, I will take you to the capital to find a doctor and buy a small courtyard there. We won't come back."

Uncle Nine's voice was hoarse from smoking as he held the person in his arms and comforted them.

The person in her arms quickly fell asleep again, muttering before drifting off, "See a doctor...go to the capital..."

After Uncle Nine put Da Long down, the hesitation on his face disappeared, and his eyes became more and more determined.

At this moment, the courtyard gate was opened again, and Uncle Jiu walked into the main room, where he was met with a ferocious-looking face.

In the other courtyard, after Qin Xiaosi checked that the rice was fine, he was preparing to start a fire to cook.

The water tank was opened, and a black cat jumped out of the darkness and landed steadily on the lid.

"The kitten is back. Miss is in the left wing. Go and find her."

The kitten remained motionless, its left front paw slapping the wooden lid twice.

Through their time together, Qin Xiaosi had come to understand just how formidable this kitten was.

"You mean there's something wrong with the water in this tank?"

The kitten licked its paws before getting up and leaving the water tank.

Qin Xiaosi scooped up a bowl of water, walked to the chicken coop in the yard, and poured the water into the water basin in the coop.

Just then, a few chicks came over to drink water.

Qin Xiaosi stood there for a while and watched. Before long, the chickens that had drunk water started walking around in circles and then collapsed.

Seeing the chicken's still-rising breast, Qin Xiaosi threw in another handful of rice.

After seeing that the chickens that had eaten rice were fine, they all understood.

I reported this matter to His Highness.

Minglang pondered the scene he had just witnessed inside the house. After exchanging a glance with Qin Xiaosi, he picked up a lantern and went out into the courtyard.

Minglang wandered around the yard, carefully examining every corner.

“This doesn’t look like a farmer’s yard. Look at this hoe, it’s rusty. Logically speaking, this is the time when the harvest is just finished and the soil needs to be turned over to prepare for next year’s cultivation.”

Minglang handed the rusty hoe to Qin Xiaosi, who then examined it carefully.

After confirming that there was nothing unclean on the hoe, he picked it up and continued walking with His Highness.

Minglang went to the kitchen, where Qu Fu, the guard beside Xiang Ke, was still lighting a fire.

"This water isn't clean; Xiang Ke probably won't be able to take a bath today."

Minglang offered a reminder.

Qu Fu stuffed another piece of wood into the stove.

"Miss said that it's precisely because there's a problem with the water that we need to keep the fire burning, so that those people outside will think we don't know anything and lure the snake out of its hole."

It was a good idea that Xiang Keneng came up with.

Minglang looked around the kitchen; she hadn't seen such a clean kitchen in a farmer's house in a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that the bits of meat chopped into the crevices of the cutting board hadn't been cleaned up, Minglang would have doubted whether this family ever cooked at home.

"After the fire is lit, put more water into the pot, and then come to the main room."

After saying that, Minglang took Qin Xiaosi and left.

Qu Fu's voice echoed in the distance behind the two.

After Minglang entered the main house, he found that Jiang Jiaoyun, Li Xianqing, and their guards were living there.

Minglang immediately noticed the tea on the table, and it seemed that Jiang Jiaoyun had already drunk half of it.

"Cold water for tea? The water isn't from this yard, is it?"

Jiang Jiaoyun smiled and pulled out a chair for His Highness.

"These are all from our water bags. I've already sent someone to get new ones. Judging by the time, they should be back in a little while."

Minglang accepted the tea that Jiang Jiaoyun handed him and took two sips.

After she put down the bowl of water, Xue Wan and Xiang Ke also came over with their people.

Only Jiang Jiaoyun and Li Xianqing's guards were absent.

Qin Xiaosi placed the rusty hoe on the table, and before Minglang could even speak, Xiang Ke preemptively asked:

"The hoes are all rusty, doesn't this family need to work?"

Xue Wan added, "Moreover, this hoe doesn't look like it's been used for long. Once the rust is cleaned off, it should be almost like new."

Li Xianqing spoke only after pouring tea for everyone:

"Moreover, there are several holes in the roof of the main house leading to the neighboring yard, and this white powder was found at the edge of the holes."

Li Xianqing opened a piece of oiled paper, and there seemed to be quite a bit of white powder inside.

"Have they all been collected?"

Li Xianqing nodded.

"It must be some kind of mind-altering drug; this manor has all sorts of strange and unusual things."

The chair had no backrest, and Minglang rested one hand on the table, lazily playing with the jade pendant in his hand.

His subtle gestures of thinking are exactly like His Majesty's.

"The child that Aunt Wang is holding also has a problem."

Everyone's eyes turned to Minglang.

Minglang's hands kept playing with the jade pendant:

“When the child was crying, Aunt Wang lifted the swaddling clothes. I took a look and saw that the child was very beautiful, with bright white teeth. He didn’t seem like he should have been born into this family.”

After hearing this, the group, having witnessed all sorts of heinous crimes along the way, understood everything.

"So we've stumbled into a den of thieves again?"