flstandardbreds Chapter 349 Warehouse
Chapter 349 Warehouse
"squeak--"
Xie Jing carried a cup of tea and walked in slowly.
"Father, the tea is warmed up."
His voice was as calm as ever, but it couldn't hide a hint of fatigue.
Searching the yard is extremely important; it's the only lead we have right now.
He was worried that the guards and servants might have overlooked something, so he searched with them all night.
Every inch of the courtyard was turned upside down.
But so far, there are still no clues.
Xie Yanli didn't look up, gave a soft reply, and then picked up the teacup.
After confirming that the temperature was suitable, he bent down, gently lifted Qin Jiuwei's chin, and brought the small spoon close to her lips.
Both of their gazes were fixed on Qin Jiuwei, filled with deep pain.
Yi'an Courtyard.
Madam Xie didn't hear about the incident at Qinglan Courtyard until the next day.
She was so angry about Xie Wanning last night that she had a headache and went to bed early, and no one dared to disturb her.
Upon hearing the maid's report, her expression changed, and the teacup in her hand instantly fell to the ground.
She hurriedly stood up, abandoning her usual composure, and grabbed the maid's hand, asking, "What did you say? Jiuwei has been poisoned? How is she now?"
"We have already summoned the imperial physician, but..."
Before the maid could finish speaking, Old Madam Xie had already hurried off towards Qinglan Courtyard.
On the way, Madam Xie met Lord Xie, who had come to visit her, and the two went to Qinglan Courtyard together.
When Madam Xie saw Qin Jiuwei lying unconscious on the bed, tears welled up in her eyes.
"Jiuwei!" She hurried to the bedside and reached out to touch her forehead with trembling hands.
"Where is the imperial physician? What did he say?"
Madam Xie quickly turned to ask the maid beside her.
Xiaohe whispered, "Reporting to the old lady, the imperial physician is already treating her. The poison has temporarily stabilized, but... we still need further detoxification methods."
After hearing this, Madam Xie couldn't help but sigh heavily.
She has always liked Qin Jiuwei very much.
She was smart and capable, but she never expected to be bitten by a poisonous snake!
Lord Xie stood to the side, his expression somber, his eyes revealing a rare worry.
Lady Hou stood quietly behind them, her face full of worry.
But a barely perceptible hint of smugness and joy flashed in those eyes.
With everyone present, she covered her mouth with her handkerchief and took the opportunity to say, "Don't worry, Madam, Jiuwei is very lucky and will surely turn misfortune into good fortune."
"But..." she paused after speaking, "Now that Jiuwei is so ill, and the Marquis's mansion has such a huge mess to manage, what are we going to do?"
Madam Xie sat to one side, her brows furrowed, as if deep in thought.
Madam Hou pressed on, saying, "Madam, the weather is getting warmer, so you should take more time to rest and not overwork yourself."
“Jiuwei is not in a good position to handle household chores right now, so let me take care of these trivial matters.”
Madam Xie raised her eyes, glanced at Madam Hou, and could only sigh helplessly in the end.
"As of now, that's all it can do."
Upon receiving Madam Xie's affirmative answer, Madam Hou's lips instantly curved into a smile.
She didn't care whether Qin Jiuwei lived or died; all she wanted was the power to manage the household!
It would be best if Qin Jiuwei couldn't get through this...
Xie Yanli killed her son Xie Zhongzhi, and now he's using the loss of his wife as compensation!
An eye for an eye is the right thing to do!
Since last night, the entire Qinglan Courtyard has been surrounded by people.
The guards and attendants moved through the courtyard, carefully inspecting every corner, even the cracks in the rubble at the base of the walls.
I checked every stone and every leaf in the flower bed.
The main house, and even the young masters' rooms, were all inspected one by one.
The wooden boxes containing seasonings in the small kitchen were opened one by one, and the bundles of firewood at the bottom of the woodshed were untied and carefully inspected.
However, after a day and a night, they had gained nothing.
"Young Master Jing, we've searched everywhere, but we haven't found any clues."
The courtyard was silent, with only the rustling of the wind through the leaves.
Xie Jing frowned, remained silent, and tapped lightly on the jade pendant hanging from his waist.
Now, we've searched the rooms, the garden and lawn, the kitchen, the woodshed, and the outhouse.
All that's left is... the warehouse.
In a flash, he suddenly remembered that it was Xie Wanning's birthday the day before yesterday... and it seemed that someone had sent a gift.
He immediately turned to his attendant and said, "Open the storeroom and check all the gifts that have been received."
Upon hearing this, the attendant's expression changed slightly.
The young master is greatly favored by the emperor, who bestows upon him many gifts.
In addition, there are monthly contributions from the shops under his name, and the contents of his warehouse are worth far more than ten million.
Searching through everything was far more laborious than checking the yard.
But they dared not object and immediately bowed respectfully, replying, "Yes."
Although Young Master Jing is still young, his temper is sometimes more unpredictable than many others.
"squeak--"
The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and the servants rushed into the storeroom, searching through everything. The imperial physicians followed behind them, examining everything together.
While everyone was busy, a small figure quietly walked over.
Xie Jue raised her small hand and wiped away the tears from her face.
Walking into the warehouse, the little hands grasped the lids of the boxes and carefully examined each one.
They carefully searched through each gift.
Although he was slow and weak, his expression was extremely serious.
He understands now.
Tears can't solve anything.
Only action can make it happen.
He also wanted to save his mother.
As darkness fell, the storerooms of Qinglan Courtyard remained brightly lit.
The servants were all sweating profusely, their sleeves covered in dust.
Too many, really too many.
Even just finding the most recently given gifts took a lot of effort.
One by one, large boxes were opened, revealing piles of silk, pearls, and jade artifacts scattered all over the floor.