Xiang Xinci didn't need to let his doubts stay overnight, let alone he really didn't understand. So long in front of a small iron stall, he bought a shovel and didn't say anything but thoughtful people were thinking? They should buy a grocery knife.

When Xiang Xinci approached people, she spoke directly: "You have a shovel."

When Aunt Zhuang heard the sound, her face suddenly turned dark. All the sounds around seemed to dissipate, leaving only the voices of the wife just now, which made people wake up and quickly look over.

Fennie was indifferent.

Wen Yumen turned his head and looked around. His eyes finally fell on the head covered with lotus leaves, with a veil, revealing a pair of star-shining eyes. The master with such eyes was smiling at him.

Wen Yumen frowned and continued to leave.

"You wait a moment."

Aunt Zhuang has stood respectfully beside her wife.

Xiang Xinci stood up with her arm, and the coarse cloth dress drooped without any damage to her appearance. The lotus leaves on her head were strange, but there was a touch of playfulness on her head. When she stood there, she instantly drowned the entire street's summer color.

Wen Yumen frowned even tighter, and with such a look, she was in the market? With Wen Yumen's personality, she turned around and left: inappropriate.

Aunt Zhuang felt: "I'll call me back to my wife?" Commander Lin was about to inspect, and it was easy to call me.

Fennie also looked over. Because there were too many people around her, she pulled her daughter's hand, took her down from the steps, and pulled her to a corner to block everyone's sight: "What's wrong."

Xiang Xinci didn't hide it, and was just curious: "I want to know what he was worried about the shovel."

Fennie patted her hand and said, "I understand." She walked out by herself.

After a while, people stood in front of Wen Yu's sect, and the two of them were saying something.

Wen Yumen was polite and polite to the old man, but he did not tell the important things he had noticed recently to ordinary old women, let alone there was no need.

Wen Yumen said a few perfunctory words, and was already a little impatient. No matter who has official duties, it would be impossible to be blocked unreasonably.

But Fennie didn't give in as if she was unreasonable. She had to know that she looked behind him and waved her hand.

Lin Wujing had already seen it, and he quickly walked over. He was all noble, with a handsome and majestic dress and a handsome man: "Old lady, what's going on?" He looked at the lady not far away first, and then looked at the two of them.

Wen Yumen was surprised. Although he didn't know the person, it didn't mean he couldn't see him. This person was obviously from an extraordinary background. When he looked at the old woman in front of him, he could be called "Old Lady" by the person in front of him. It was obviously not as simple as an old woman setting up a street stall.

Wen Yumen was immediately alert. Someone followed him to kill someone to silence him. But he had never told anyone, and now he was just suspicious.

"Mrs. Want to know what he is thinking about the shovel."

Lin Wujing looked at the man, not because he was very arrogant, but because the other party was at least incomparable to him and the emperor, and the wife saw what he did!

Lin Wujing looked at the direction of the wife, saw that the wife was also looking here, looked at the man again, and took out the token from his waist helplessly: "What's wrong with this shovel?"

Wen Yumen looked at the logo on the token. The commander of the fourth-rank imperial guards suddenly flashed through Wen Yumen's mind with a title called Madam Zhongguo. Lin Wujing, which is really the former is more famous than the latter.

Although it is impossible to know what happened to the Fang family and the Duke Ling Mansion at his level, it is true that Shang Feng and others are very taboo about Mrs. Zhongguo, and it is also true that the Duke Ling Mansion escaped after that incident.

Wen Yumen was shocked and held the shovel in his hand tightly.

Lin Wujing looked at him and said, "What's wrong?" He didn't like this person. Could it be that his wife had lived with the old lady for a few days and her eyes were dying.

Wen Yumen looked at Lin Wujing, the youngest son of Lin Pavilion, the commander of the fourth-rank imperial guards, and the emperor's close minister who went to the heaven to speak.

Wen Yumen's eyes suddenly became hot. If anyone could hear this, Commander Lin would definitely be the one.

Fennie has taken a few steps back.

Lin Wujing also noticed something was wrong and looked at the shovel in his hand.

Wen Yumen gave him the shovel directly and signaled to Commander Lin to speak. As for whether he would hit the "Master's" door, he deserved it.

Lin Wujing looked at the wife not far away and took the people to the alley on the other side. The two sides were separated by a distance and could not be seen if they were slightly misaligned.

Fennie walked to Xinci's side, took the glutinous rice cake that she had left but had cold, and ate it: "It seems that something happened." The man looked motionless.

The aunt selling meat pie looked at them in confusion: "I said, "What's wrong with my old sister?"

Aunt Zhuang replied: "It's okay, I'm not sure if I meet my fellow villager and ask Aunt Fen to show her."

“My fellow villager…”

Wen Yumen respectfully said: "...The officials in charge are not blindly concluding. After visiting for two months, the iron tools produced by this batch of iron are not any iron ore produced on the registered list. The adults looked at this shovel..." I remembered that the other party did not belong to the Ministry of Works, and I was not clear about these things: "No one is suspected by the Ministry of Works, but I am not sure. The officials in charge do not want to report to the level, but just..."

Lin Wujing really couldn't see anything, but he could understand 'not the registered iron ore output': "Are you sure?"

"Xiaguan has been in the inspection for five years. All the iron and iron tools in the first place in the iron mines have been involved in the melting points, but Xiaguan thinks it is not."

"How many people in the Ministry of Works are investigating this?" Lin Wujing looked serious.

"As far as the officials knew, the three of them had reacted, but in the end, they all gave reasonable explanations, but the subordinates thought it was wrong. Later, the subordinates also calcined the original iron and did not have such gloss. However, the officials visited the shops selling this kind of iron, and all said that there was no technical difference, but only the difference in the original iron."

Lin Wujing took the shovel and said, "I'll report this matter before I can talk about it. You can wait a moment."

"grown ups--"

"I don't kill you. If I kill you, you will die when you speak."

Wen Yumen is not afraid of death: "If you are afraid of death, the subordinates will not tell the adults."

Lin Wujing looked at him and was a little annoyed. He had to say that the wife looked at people...or that the blind cat met a dead mouse: "Wait a minute."

Lin Wujing said Wen Yumen's words to his wife.

Xiang Xinci glanced at him: "Iron ore?"

"It's not sure yet. I need to send someone to investigate. The emperor did not vigorously rectify the matter of private military power, and it is not ruled out that someone..."

"No, it should be for personal profit. He is not worried about personal garrison."

Lin Wujing looked at her.

"Private soldiers are not a problem for him, you can deal with it."

"I disturbed my wife's quietness, and my subordinates said goodbye." After saying that, he did not leave. He held her slender arm and looked at her with a burning look: "Since it was the wife who stopped me, should I bring someone to accompany my wife?"

Xiang Xinci also looked at him and patted his hand with admiration: "What do you think?"
Chapter completed!