Chapter 131
Wu Weian went to the restaurant and used Lin Feng's pen and paper to draw a horse.
Then this painting was repainted again and again, and not long after, all the beggars on the street had a copy.
All went to the capital, vigorously, to find his horse for Wu Bianxiu.
Chapter 46 Frugality is a Virtue
Thin Matu was born less than half an hour ago. He was looking for a horse for his master and his wife, but he was actually looking for a round-faced steward from the Fang family's parents for his wife, and he met Ma'er in an alley.
At this time, it was already dark, and the alley was pitch black. The thin horse was standing in the corner, motionless, sleeping.
The round-faced manager didn't realize it right away, but it was the intuition of a martial artist that made him perceive what seemed to be in the corner of the wall.
He took a closer look through the moonlight and realized that it was the family horse.
The alley where the thin horse was hiding was not far from the place where Mr. Dayi lost his carriage, but there was a dead end in front of the alley, so it was inaccessible, no one came, and no one found it.
The Fang family's parents have not been found yet, which means that the horse cannot be found.
Now in the capital, everyone is looking for horses, so that their people can mingle with the crowd, and they search the capital for strange courtyards to see if the Fang family's parents are hidden inside.
If the horses are found and there are no people to cover them, no matter how careful their people are, they will be noticed by people with a heart.
Therefore, the round-faced steward didn't disturb the thin horse, but when he didn't see it, he walked out of the alley.
Just then, a group of beggar gang disciples came over with torches and said, "I haven't seen this alley yet, come on, let's go in and have a look!"
The round-faced steward kindly reminded: "I just came out of it, and I didn't find any horses."
The head of the beggar gang looked at him: "Old man, are you also here to find those fifty taels?"
Yes, nowadays, all the people in the capital refer to Tanhualang's thin horse as 'Fifty Liang'.
The round-faced steward nodded: "To tell you the truth, I am the steward of the Wu family. The adults in the family are anxious, and all of us servants have come out to find them."
The beggar gang didn't suspect him immediately, and drew a fork at the entrance of the alley with coal ash. What kind of grass? What do you like to do most?"
It's not a problem to find it all over the street.
If you know what that horse likes, you can fish it out!
Isn't that what fishing is all about?
The round-faced butler threw a few fake news, and soon parted ways with the beggar gang.
He turned around for another hour, secretly connected with their people, and returned to the Wu family...
Wu Weian returned early.
He and Ji Yunxi took a shower one after the other and stayed in the bedroom.
The beauty couch was Ji Yunxi's site, and the table with the books stacked in front of the window was his site.
He was writing and drawing, while Ji Yunxi was checking the list of supplies for the previous month that had been sent from the shop.
Ji Yunxi already had a rough plan in mind about Fang Yuan's matter, but all this could only be implemented after finding the Fang family's parents.
Now that he has just started looking for someone, there is no point in rushing, so Ji Yunxi quickly calmed down and began to handle official business.
Outside, someone knocked on the door.
Wu Weian at the table raised his head and said to Ji Yunxi, "It's the manager, he should have something to report."
Ji Yunxi hummed and said casually, "Then let him in."
Wu Weian was silent for a while, then turned his head to look at her subconsciously.
She was reclining on the slump, wearing a thin crescent-white nightgown.
Wu Weian retracted his gaze without squinting, touched his nose, and did not let the round-faced steward come in, but pushed open the window, leaned out half of his body, and said to the steward standing outside the door, "What's the matter?"
The round-faced steward looked at the closed door in front of him, and then looked at the young master with half his head sticking out. He walked over and stood outside the window: "Master, I haven't found anyone yet."
"Well." Wu Weian retracted and asked in a low voice through the window, "Where's the horse?"
The round face is in charge: "The horse has been found."
"Oh?" Wu Weian frowned, his heart tightened slightly, "Our people found it, or the common people—" He paused, "found it?"
The round-faced steward looked at the young master's face in the window, and the old face couldn't help but twitch: "Young master, I saw it in the alley."
Wu Weian breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile in his eyes: "Yes, then can you bring the horse back?"
The round-faced butler shook his head: "According to Xiao Xiao's humble opinion, this horse hasn't reached the point where it can be found."
The smile in Wu Weian's eyes disappeared instantly: "So you didn't bring the horse back?"
Round face in charge: "Yes."
Wu Weian closed his eyes: "My good steward, you can only think of one step at a time, can't you think a few more steps?"
The round-faced manager didn't understand, and he felt that he did nothing wrong: "Young man doesn't understand, please ask the son to make it clear."
Wu Weian reprimanded coldly: "You leave the horse there, what if someone else finds the horse? You help me out at fifty taels? You can't secretly bring the horse back to the house and hide it in the mansion?" In this way, no one can find it. Ma, he will never give those fifty taels.
The round-faced steward had an old face, and felt that his son just opened his mouth for money: "Young son, I really thought about it. But Ma's goal is too big, and now the streets are full of people, so it's not good to sneak back."
"That's true." Wu Weian rubbed his brows, "By the way, that Marco is still pulling the carriage?"