CHAPTER 1152: 1230: YIXUAN’S CLUE, HE SAID HE IS VERY REDUNDANT

This street vendor has quite a memory, mainly because that gentleman was quite extravagant back then, spending one hundred taels at once, which made a strong impression on him: "That night it was raining heavily, and suddenly a familiar customer brought him over. He was wearing a white robe, completely drenched. He asked me if I still had ’life fruit’ here, then handed over this silver note."

"However, that person was quite strange, I don’t know how to describe it better. In short, at the time, it was like he’d lost his mother, utterly dejected."

"Such a lavish guest is quite rare, and when they were about to leave, I escorted them to the door. I vaguely overheard my familiar customer ask him if he had made up his mind. He said he had, just like that, and it sounded like he said he was superfluous himself... I didn’t remember the specifics, but that’s generally how it went."

The few members of the Liang family present were silent, and the mistress was suddenly bewildered.

Shu Yu slightly squinted his eyes, looking at Lao San: "Shujun."

Shujun gave a mischievous smile, "Don’t worry, I know." Was Lao Er really reminding him deliberately? After Little Liu left, besides sending letters home regularly every now and then to let people know he was still alive, there were no other clues. Now listening to what this vendor was saying, it seemed his familiar customer knew Little Liu and was aware of some of Little Liu’s matters.

So, Shujun smiled and drew closer to the vendor, blinking and asking, "Want to make some money?"

"Ah?"

Shujun continued to smile, yet with a firm demeanor, grabbing the vendor’s arm and dragging him into the tavern next door.

And on the street, although Little Wu, Yue Ning seemed foolish, at this moment, he sidled up to the mistress, gently tugging at the mistress’ hand.

Mistress... Are you alright?

Lao Si, Haoming, wearing a mask of ordinary honesty, brought down the charm of the brothers. Yet at this time, he moved behind the mistress with a blank expression and slowly extended his hand, gently enclosing the mistress’s small figure into his embrace.

"It’s alright," he said, "We can find him."

Dong Huiying awoke from her reverie, "Yixuan..." she looked at Zhi Chen and Shu Yu, and Zhi Chen sighed lightly: "Yixuan had a habit."

Shu Yu continued: "Little Liu has been like this since childhood, he likes to make marks. I don’t know if the mistress noticed, but he embroidered a character inside his clothes."

Zhi Chen said, "When we were practicing calligraphy as brothers, I bought some notebooks, and while others were fine, Yixuan habitually marked the notebooks, usually with a small plum blossom."

Earlier, on that silver note, in an inconspicuous spot, there was a small plum blossom. This is how Shujun recognized it.

Gently biting her lip, Dong Huiying turned and walked into the tavern, "Let’s take a look!"

"Mm!"

So, everyone entered the tavern. By this time, Shujun had also finished interrogating the vendor. The vendor was crying, his hair disheveled, and his clothes wrinkled, looking as if he had been thoroughly mistreated.

Shujun said, "Finished asking, it is indeed the Balibao of Qingfeng Prefecture, this person is Little Liu, no mistake!"

All at once, everyone looked at the vendor, and the vendor immediately hugged his head: "I’ve already told you everything I know, you better not squander life, don’t bully me again, don’t lay hands on me again!"

Shujun: "......"

His mouth twitched hard.

He was really polite, wasn’t he? He hadn’t done anything to him; he just asked him a few questions, and he maintained an exceptionally amicable smile throughout!!

Speechless, Third Master Liang was quite distressed about this.