My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 1192 - 1198: A Big Deal Has Happened

Tan Zhenghong and his entourage only arrived at Ting Village early the next morning.

At the entrance of the village was an inn, where they planned to replenish their strength and incidentally inquire about the village’s situation.

"Sister, bring us a pot of tea and some food", they requested.

"Right away!"

The innkeeper was delighted inside, these people looked wealthy and distinguished, which meant she could earn a good amount of money.

The innkeeper was very efficient, swiftly bringing over a pot of tea and two plates of pastries.

"Gentlemen, please start with this while I fry up some fine dishes for you, guaranteed to fill you up."

Luo Qingfeng bowed slightly, "Thank you, sister. Please, show us your best, Silver is not an issue. Also, I’d like to ask you something."

At the mention of Silver, and with Luo Qingfeng’s appealing demeanor, the innkeeper quickly agreed, "Please, speak your mind, sir."

"Have there been any strange women in the village lately?"

"I don’t know," the innkeeper said hesitantly.

She couldn’t blurt out anything about that household with significant backing.

Seeing the innkeeper’s troubled expression, Tan Zhenghong pulled out a silver ingot from his chest.

"We are from Guang House, you can speak freely, no one will trouble you," he reassured.

Only after receiving the Silver did the innkeeper whisper, "I can tell you, but if someone asks, you must never reveal my name. Otherwise, I might not live to spend this Silver."

"What’s the matter?"

Tan Zhenghong was eager to know the inside story.

"There’s this Hong Yan in our village, he brought back a wife a few days ago. She’s incredibly delicate-looking, but very peculiar in nature, always cooped up in her room and unwilling to see anyone. I’ve only had the chance to see her once. You really shouldn’t get any ideas, the Hong Family’s Boy works at Wang Mansion, and his temper has grown worse."

An old saying goes, ’The servant at the Prime Minister’s gate is as powerful as a seventh-rank officer’. These men from Guang House, it seems, wouldn’t be a match for the Hong Family’s Boy.

"We are on official business and have no other intentions; please, sister, guide us on the right path," Luo Qingfeng threw her a charming look.

The innkeeper waved her handkerchief, "I’m only telling you because you all look so handsome. The Hong Family lives at the end of the village. If you follow the road, the most beautifully built house is theirs."

Having obtained the information, they each grabbed a couple of pastries and left some Broken Silver before hurrying into the village.

Otherwise, if Hong Yan got the news and hid the person away, that would become troublesome.

"These folks don’t seem like they’re from the Government Office," the innkeeper muttered while cleaning up the table. "I hope the Hong Family hasn’t gotten into serious trouble."

Had she known, she wouldn’t have spoken so much; what if she ended up harming the family?

Feeling the Silver in her pocket, she became resigned again.

If the boy hadn’t done anything wrong, he should have nothing to fear from the government officer’s visit.

Ting Village wasn’t big, with just over forty households. They easily found the home of Hong Yan.

After the Government Officials surrounded the Hong Household, Qin Longyun stepped forward to knock on the door.

A middle-aged woman cracked the door slightly and asked cautiously, "What do you want?"

"Ma’am, we are friends of Hong Yan and need to speak with him on a matter."

The woman’s behavior made Qin Longyun even more convinced there was something fishy inside, and he was thankful for the haste of their arrival—otherwise, they might not have had the chance to even talk.

"He’s not at home; look for him elsewhere," she said.

Just as the woman was about to close the door, Bai Yifan, quick as a flash, blocked her.

"Ma’am, Prince Liang’s Side Concubine is guilty of a serious crime, and we suspect she’s hidden by Hong Yan. If you persuade him to hand her over now, there’s still time to avoid disaster, else there’s only one way this ends."

In panic, the woman remained firmly in denial, "I don’t know what you are talking about."