"What was found?"

The maid hesitated for a moment, "It's... a lot of silver."

"Yinliang?" Qinghe's eyes sterned and she pushed her maid away and walked towards Qiaoyan's house.

Chen Biyue raised her eyebrows and followed her in.

Chunyun kept kneeling on the ground, her body relaxed. She no longer cared about Qiaoyan's affairs and just hoped that the matter would end early. Unexpectedly, when she heard the word Yinliang, she suddenly mentioned it in her heart, and she suddenly felt surprised and confused.

What money is there in Qiaoyan's house? Could it be...

The uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger. Because Qinghe didn't scream, she could only kneel down even if she was panicked, staring at the front with her eyes as if she wanted to penetrate the thick wall and see the scene inside.

As soon as Qinghe entered the door, she quickly glanced around the room. The small room was troughed, and there was little room for debris and clothes on the ground, not to mention crowding with people. She looked very confused, but her eyes were still locked at the foot of the couch against the wall.

There was a small copper box there, and the lid had been opened, and some thick clothes worn in winter were placed inside. Under the cover of the clothes, the silver-gray ingots could be clearly seen.

Qinghe walked over in a messy room and pulled her clothes apart suddenly, revealing several rows of neatly-tipped silver pieces, everyone was shocked.

"How come there is so much silver?" Chen Biyue also walked over, with a look of surprise on her face.

Qinghe glanced at the servants standing around, "My sister's golden hairpin has not been found, why are you still standing stupidly doing?"

The servants were frightened and quickly withdrew their gaze and began to search elsewhere.

Chen Biyue looked at Qinghe who was in deep thought, and her eyes flashed with a strange color, and she said softly: "The two silvers in the village have always been available for account. Whether it is income or expenses, they are all recorded by Qingyu. They should not be in the account. This is strange. Qiaoyan has rarely contacted outsiders in daily life, and it will not be given by outsiders. If it is said that someone has given the money, Mao'an Township is a barren land and has not had any wealthy business dealings in recent years. Where can anyone get this money?"

Qinghe listened, her brows frowned tightly, her face becoming increasingly ugly. When she finished speaking, it was already cold, and she just pursed her lips and didn't say a word.

At this time, a maid who was searching for objects on the desk exclaimed as if she had found something in a vase.

Qinghe looked over and said, "What did you find?"

A maid hurriedly walked over with something in her hand. It turned out to be a pair of golden hairpins with very exquisite workmanship.

One is a phoenix, and the other is a phoenix. The phoenix has a graceful figure, as if it is flapping its wings and about to fly. It is full of golden luster, and it looks even more noble. The phoenix's eyes are inlaid with red jade, with a transparent texture. When it is slightly raised, it will flash a sharp and dazzling light under the sunlight.

Qinghe looked even colder when she saw the two golden hairpins, but she didn't say anything, but just handed the golden hairpins to Chen Biyue.

Chen Biyue glanced at her and said happily: "It is these two golden hairpins, these are the two favorite jewelry that my mother loved during her lifetime!"

After saying that, he carefully handed the golden hairpin to Zijin and told her to keep it in good condition.

"What a slut. I don't even talk about bullying the master, but I still have the courage to steal the master's things. It's really a mouse attacking the wall, and it's hard to guard against the thief." Qinghe sneered, and did not rush to settle the score with Qiaoyan. She casually pointed to a maid and gave instructions.

"Go and call Qingyu over."

After a while, a girl in light green clothes entered the house. She lowered her eyebrows and bowed to Madam Qinghe and Shen Biyue, looking very obedient.

Qinghe asked, "Qingyu, have you kept the accounts of the past years?"

Qingyu replied: "That is, the maid will keep all the inlet and out of the village account and send it to Qiaoyan for a look."

"Have you ever made any wrong accounts?"

Qingyu seemed to be stunned, then said, "The account book is complicated, and the maid has always been very careful. She will ask about every account in person and then record it. Unless the source of the account is incorrect, there will be no mistakes."

When Qinghe heard her words, she had a conclusion in her heart. She stopped asking questions now. She just sneered and led the servants out of the door and walked quickly towards Lianshui Garden.

This is going to settle the score, Chen Biyue curled her lips slightly and went out with her.

Seeing that Chunyun was still kneeling on the ground, the slap on her face was not gone, and she looked very pitiful, she glanced at her and said, "You get up, Qiaoyan might want you to help with the aftermath."

Helping the aftermath? Chunyun was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Biyue's departure back, and didn't quite understand what this said meant.

But the situation was urgent and she couldn't help but think too much. After eased her stiff legs, she looked at Qiaoyan's house again before heading towards Lianshui Garden.

Since Qiaoyan suffered from the torture of the stick, she has been kneeling in the yard. Her legs have been painful to numb at the beginning, and finally she has no consciousness. She can only stand up against a wooden stool to support her upper body.

Two servants were guarding her behind her, one was afraid that something might happen to her, and the other was responsible for her food.

She hated Chen Biyue very much, thinking that she was the eldest maid trained by the eldest housekeeper's mother, and had a very high status in the Shen family's house. If it weren't for Chen Biyue, how could she have suffered in this remote little village?

There is also Hua Dayong. If he had made a little more ruthless and killed Chen Biyue, she would have returned to her mistress long ago. Why would she be so embarrassed by Chen Biyue's control and punishment?

Thinking of this, she hated Chen Biyue more and more. Just as she was secretly cursing Chen Biyue, a huge noise suddenly came from behind.

When she looked back, Qinghe led a large number of servants into the front yard with a bad expression.

Her right eyelid suddenly twitched, and a vague premonition flashed in her heart.

The servants quickly surrounded Qiaoyan, and Qinghe walked to her and looked down at her, with a cold look flashing between her eyebrows and eyes.

Qinghe said, "My sister is soft-hearted. Even if you treat her like that, she only gave her twenty sticks. But I am not such a easy-to-talk person. Since you like to steal things, you will use your hands to get the snatch."

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