When County Magistrate Gao heard Sikyong's words, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he lowered his head tremblingly, unable to say a word.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Qin Gang moved his fingers towards Li Huaiyun and said, "Go back and rest quickly. We will start investigating the case tomorrow!"

"What about my aunt?"

"Everyone, go! Everyone, leave this place to me!"

"I obey my orders!"

Li Huaiyun showed a proud look, "Auntie, let's go!"

He passed by Magistrate Gao, and their shoulders touched. The magistrate was startled and fell to the ground in panic.

Li Huaiyun glanced disdainfully and followed Hongyun out of the government office and back home.

When we arrived at the door of our house, it was already dusk and the sky was gradually getting dark.

The two got off the carriage and stood at the door. Although they had only been locked up for a few days, the environment in the prison made Li Huaiyun miss everything at home.

He knocked hard and the old butler Fu Bo opened the door. He saw Li Huaiyun standing at the door.

Uncle Fu burst into tears and pulled his arm directly, "Master! Master, you are out of prison! It's great, lucky people have their own destiny!"

Hongyun walked over the threshold with an expressionless face and said angrily, "What kind of lucky person has his own destiny? If it weren't for me, how could he have come out!"

"Yes, yes! Without Madam to take care of it, the young master cannot come back," Uncle Fu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and called Li Huaiyun in. "Madam and young master, come in quickly and have dinner."

Li Huaiyun was about to step through the door, but was immediately stopped by Hong Yun.

"Wait a minute! I just came back from prison, how can I just walk in!"

"Auntie, don't be so particular! It's getting late, why don't you go get a brazier?"

"Yes! Yes!" Uncle Fu said loudly, "The prison is a filthy place. You must not bring the filth there into your home. Otherwise, your home will not be peaceful!"

"Well, Uncle Fu! When I wasn't in prison, I often quarreled with my aunt, and there was no peace at home!"

Uncle Fu fell silent. He didn't know how to answer what Li Huaiyun said, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Hong Yun said with a gloomy face, "If we don't remove the dirt, we won't have a quarrel, and we will probably fight with real swords and guns!"

Uh! Li Huaiyun looked embarrassed when he heard this. After all, the term "real swords and real guns" meant something else to a modern person like him.

Hongyun said, "Actually, there is no need to step over the brazier! There is a simple way."

"real?"

"Yes! It's very simple! Just wait."

Hongyun quickly walked into the mansion, then came to the corner of the yard, folded a few willow branches from the willow tree, twisted them together, tied them with knots and tied them tightly, and returned to the gate.

With a smirk on her face, she tentatively slapped the palm of her hand a few times. The bastard got into such a big trouble and I had to take advantage of him. I must teach him a lesson this time.

"Just use this willow stick to pat away the dirt on your body!"

Li Huaiyun looked at the bundle of wicker sticks in his aunt's hand and couldn't help but trembled, "Isn't that too thick?"

"If you don't make it rough, how can it be effective?"

"Uncle Fu! Is this possible?" Li Huaiyun asked.

Uncle Fu nodded slightly, "This is also a way, no problem! Don't worry, young master!"

Although the housekeeper said so, Li Huaiyun felt something was wrong when he saw the expression on his aunt's face. The gnashing of teeth did not look like she was trying to drive away the filth for him.

"Okay, just stand there and don't move! Let me drive away the bad luck for you." Hong Yun stood behind him holding a wicker, raised her hand, and hit Li Huaiyun hard on the back.

After a few whips, Li Huaiyun felt a burning pain behind him.

This woman was too harsh, but when I thought about it, it was him who got into trouble, which made Hongyun feel a little wronged today.

At this time, it was already evening. Li Huai turned his head and looked at Hong Yun who was beating him. Out of good intentions, he asked in a caring tone.

"Auntie, you haven't eaten!"

Hongyun was whipping him with a willow stick. When she was asked this question, she was a little confused.

Li Huaiyun also suddenly felt that something was wrong. He smiled awkwardly, and the woman's face suddenly became more gloomy.

"It's too light, isn't it?"

He hurriedly explained, "No, aunt, I didn't mean that! I meant..."

Hong Yun immediately increased her strength, and the wicker hit Li Huaiyun on the back like a whip, causing him to cry in pain.

If Uncle Fu hadn't stopped him, he would probably have been whipped again. The old housekeeper also felt puzzled as to why this lady was so harsh. It didn't seem like cleaning up the dirt at all, but more like venting.

Hongyun threw the wicker on the street outside the gate, then walked past him indifferently, "Hurry, come in and eat!"

Uncle Fu held Li Huaiyun's hand, looked at the blood marks on his arm, and asked with concern, "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay! It hurt a little at first! But now I feel comfortable all over." Li Huaiyun felt that the Qi in his body seemed to be running more smoothly, and there was a faint burning sensation in his Dantian.

Being whipped so hard, it actually felt like a pleasure! Li Huaiyun frowned slowly, and a thought flashed through his mind, it's over! This is wrong, I must not have an M physique.

He covered his forehead with his hands and felt a sense of shyness in his heart! "Oh!"

"Master! What's wrong? It hurts again? Hey! Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

The inner hall of Li Mansion.

Li Huaiyun sat in front of the mahogany table, looking at the plates of home-cooked dishes and hot rice placed on it, feeling particularly happy.

In a prison in a feudal society, even saying that the food was pig food is already a compliment!

"Finally, I don't have to eat pig food anymore!" He couldn't wait to pick up the bowls and chopsticks.

"You bastard, you didn't ask for it!" Hong Yun sat on the main seat and rolled her eyes at him.

"My aunt is wrong to say that. After this trip, Sikyong and the helmsman have taken a new look at me. It can be said to be a blessing in disguise!"

"Shit! After finding out the truth, I still won't let you out of jail, and I want you to continue investigating the case! I treat you like a beast, you know?"

"That doesn't mean I have room for improvement!"

"Yes, yes! What the young master said is absolutely true!" Uncle Fu sat down and kept nodding. Finally, Hong Yun glared at her and she could only bury her head in eating.

Hong Yun looked at the food on the table. Most of it was vegetarian, with only one dish containing some meat. Although Li Huaiyun ate it deliciously, that guy had just come out of prison, so even a bowl of rice would taste delicious!

"Uncle Fu, this is all the food in the kitchen at home? This bastard just came out of prison, so he can't make more food!"

The other servants remained silent and just ate in silence. They knew very well the current situation in the mansion.

Uncle Fu sighed, "Madam, I don't have much silver left at home, and if you go to the prison to collect it, there won't be much silver left!"

Hong Yun nodded numbly, got up and walked out of the inner hall. When she came back, she asked Uncle Fu to come out in the corridor.

Li Huaiyun straightened up and looked out of the window. He saw his aunt handing something into Uncle Fu's hands, and then whispered a few instructions.

Hongyun came in from outside, sat down at the table, didn't say anything, picked up her rice bowl, and started eating.

The atmosphere in the entire inner hall was a bit gloomy and depressing, and the candlelight flickered and flickered under the influence of the breeze.

After Li Huaiyun dug out the last grain of rice in the bowl, he put down his chopsticks. He glanced at the others, and then his eyes fell on Hong Yun.

"Auntie, this month's salary will be paid out soon. By then, the family's urgent needs can be solved. If that doesn't work, you can set up a stall on the street or pawn something! It's also possible!"

"Shut up," Hong Yun said with a bad look on her face, "It's not your turn to take care of the family affairs! It's your job to investigate the case for me."

"Can..."

"But what? Little bastard, thank God if you don't kill anyone again!"

Li Huaiyun muttered softly, "Isn't it clear that I was wrongly accused?"

He patted his chest and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I won't make the same mistake a second time!"

"Then stop talking nonsense! After eating, go back to the room and wash up. Look at you. You are so dirty and smell sour." Hong Yun turned her head in disgust.

"That's right! Come to my room in half an hour. I have something to explain!"

"Ah!" Li Huaiyun muttered something in his heart. Is there something wrong with asking me to go to my aunt's house so late at night?

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing him sitting there in a daze, Hong Yun urged, "It's nothing, go back to your room quickly."

"Oh!" Li Huaiyun came back to his senses, said hello to several servants and maids, and left the inner hall.

"When the young master comes back from prison, his spirit is a little different!"

"Yes! I used to immerse myself in practice and rarely pay attention to us."

"You are much tougher." One of the maids said with a blush, "There is a special attraction."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Hongyun patted the table, "Hurry up and eat! Stop whispering."

Li Huaiyun came to the courtyard from the inner hall, raised his head, and looked at the dark night sky. In ancient societies without light pollution, the stars in the night sky became brighter and brighter.

If I observe the sky at night, write down the knowledge for future generations in a book, and then sell this knowledge, or like other time-travelers, make some simple soap, or MSG, seasonings, etc., then wouldn’t it be great?

Make a fortune!

He clapped his hands, OK! I decided happily to set a small goal for myself first.

Li Huaiyun walked to the south wing and came to his room. Since he was usually taciturn and didn't have much contact with others, he lived in the corner room.
To be continued...