Du Yong sat cross-legged on the bed, rubbed his shoulders, which were still sore after sleeping, cursing in his heart, blaming the old boy Cheng Ji Ping for not being virtuous.

After complaining, Du Yong felt that returning to Beijing might be a mistake. He finally found some clues, but Du Zongcheng told him not to interfere in the assassination case again.

But this case is indeed very tricky.

First of all, this case is very sensitive. Because it involves the inheritance rights of the Du family's iron hat, there are a lot of suspects.

Secondly, this case is very strange. The person behind it lures the little beggar with intellectual defects to do it. He is vulgar and ruthless, meticulous and hides himself very well.

Du Zongcheng refused to let Du Yong intervene, perhaps because he didn't want Du Yong to fall into danger, or perhaps he already knew it.

"well!"

Du Yong sighed. Although he couldn't figure it out, Du Zongcheng's words must be obeyed.

Lingling and Qingyao came in with midnight snacks. Seeing Du Yong sitting on the quilt blankly, they shouted: "Young Master!"

Du Yong did not answer, his eyes were straight and his mouth was muttering.

Lingling was very curious, walked to the edge of the bed and gently pressed her ear over and listened for a long time. Unfortunately, she still couldn't understand what Du Yong was saying, and she muttered like a bird's singing.

"what?"

Du Yong suddenly came to his senses and saw Lingling staring at him with big eyes. He was immediately startled and cursed himself for making a mistake. He didn't notice Lingling and Qingyao coming in.

"Eat midnight snack!"

Lingling pointed to the midnight snack on the table, then said curiously: "Young Master, what are you thinking? You are so fascinated, and so excited after being interrupted."

“Where is what excitement?”

Du Yong got up and put on his boots, muttered, "I was just thinking about the problem, but your head suddenly stretched out and stared at two big eyes. I thought it was a fairy, and I was shocked."

Lingling said angrily: "You are a fairy, you are lying in your mouth, and you don't know what it means, it seems like you are chanting a mantra."

Qingyao arranged the bowls and chopsticks, picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Du Yong, and smiled and said, "Young Master, are you thinking about the case? Are there any progress in going to Dali Temple today?"

Du Yong sat down, grabbed a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said vaguely: "There is no clue. The prisoner is a little beggar with intellectual defects. He looks like he is twelve years old and his mind is only about five years old. He cries when he asks him, let alone act as a punishment."

Lingling said in surprise: "What a child!"

"Um!"

Du Yong nodded and stepped up his efforts to sweep the dumplings. After wiping the slapped wine, he started to sleep. He didn't eat lunch or dinner. He was so hungry now.

"Slower!"

Qingyao reminded Du Yong to prevent him from choking, and poured him a cup of tea intimately.

Du Yong took the tea cup, swallowed the food in his mouth before drinking the tea, then raised his head and let out a breath of satisfaction.

Qingyao asked, "Young Master, don't you understand medical skills? You didn't treat that little beggar?"

Du Yong spread his hands: "He had a fever and burned his brain when he was a child. Where can I cure it? Even if it can be cured, he may not be able to remember it. So this case is too urgent. Now we can only ask more witnesses and investigate suspicious people, and so on."

Qingyao said oh, and didn't ask any more questions.

Lingling did not continue the topic of the case, but changed the topic: "Young Master, Cheng Da Gong is so ruthless, he is really losing his demeanor."

"ah?"

Du Yong was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "How did you know?"

Lingling pointed to the bruises on Du Yong's arm and explained: "We want to know why you were injured, but you refused to say it, so you went out to find out the news while you were sleeping."

Du Yong was even more confused: "Who did you look for to find out about the news? He was so powerful."

Lingling said lightly: "Neighbors, many aunts are discussing it."

Du Yong muttered speechlessly: "It turns out that no matter where you are, the Aunt Gang is the most powerful."

Qingyao laughed silently: "Young master is really, what is the auntie's help?"

Du Yong casually said: "The Auntie Gang is a group of aunties. It has the most informative information and the most amazing purchasing power. It also has the most vivid stories when telling them."

But where did the Auntie Gang hear it?

When Du Yong and Cheng Jiping fought, there were only Du Zongcheng and Du Zonglong in the audience.

Du Zongcheng would definitely not reveal this matter, and would also instruct Du Zonglong not to publicize it.

From this point of view, it can only be revealed by Cheng Jiping on the voluntary basis.

"Okay, you are the fourth brother. You have hurt your juniors and you dare to show off everywhere. You really have it!"

Du Yong felt very sorry for his heart. As he thought about it, he touched the wound on his shoulder and sucked the air conditioner.

Lingling quickly stood up and rubbed Du Yong, and joked: "Young master, you are so brave!"

Du Yong sneered: "I am not brave, but Duke Cheng insisted on fighting with me. You also know his martial arts cynicism. Can I still dare to refuse?"

Lingling laughed and corrected: "Young Master, Lingling said that you are brave, not because you are fighting with Grand Duke Cheng, but because you dare to say that he is a big gangster."

Qingyao smiled and echoed: "In Beijing, no one dares to say that he is a slut!"

Du Yong said lightly: "I didn't say it in front of him, but I complained privately."

Lingling blinked: "It's even more serious to say bad things in private!"

Qingyao also looked funny.

Du Yong said angrily: "What, do you two little girls want to report me about the movie?"

Lingling smiled slyly: "That depends on our mood."

"That's right!"

Qingyao raised her head slightly and smiled and said, "So young master, you have to please us, otherwise we will report you."

Du Yongcai didn't take that trick and looked at them squintly: "I have fought with Da Gong Cheng once, so I am not afraid of losing face. Since he is not afraid of losing face, I am not afraid of being beaten, so I am just trying to exercise my muscles and bones."

Lingling was so angry that she twisted the flesh on Du Yong's shoulders, and said angrily: "Will you die if you follow us once?"

Du Yong smiled bitterly: "Aren't I following you enough?"

Lingling lowered her head, looked a little disappointed, and muttered, "I just want to add some fun, it's not really fun."

Du Yong quickly raised his hand and surrendered: "Okay, I wonder how I would please you? As long as I can do it, I will satisfy you."

Lingling immediately became happy and laughed: "Lingling hasn't thought about it yet, so let's talk about it later, but you must remember that this is a promise!"

"yes!"

Du Yong replied weakly, turned his head to look at Qingyao: "What about you? What do you want to blackmail me?"

Qingyao said in a stern manner: "Young Master, I haven't thought about it yet."

Du Yong chuckled and said, "Then think about it slowly, think about it carefully, and then talk about it clearly."

"Um!"

Qingyao nodded and then said, "Young Master, let's prepare the New Year's goods tomorrow!"

Lingling immediately agreed: "Yes, young master, every household is decorated with lights and is preparing for the New Year."

"Need not!"

Du Yong shook his head and said lightly: "We will go back to Huaili City in a few days and will not celebrate the New Year in the capital."

Gu Chin

Qingyao didn't understand: "Is it because of the case?"

Du Yong shook his head and said casually: "It has nothing to do with the case."

Seeing that Du Yong didn't want to say more, Qingyao didn't ask much.

Lingling said worriedly: "Young Master, it's certainly okay to go back to Huaili City, but the Chinese New Year is coming, is the old lady willing to let you go back?"

Du Yong said lightly: "The old lady is the pillar of the Du family, and she is the most supportive of her children and grandchildren's career."

In the next few days, Du Yong mainly accompanied the old lady, and then met a few old friends.

On the side of Master Zhao San, Du Yong bought a few pots of rice wine and a few stacks of braised dishes to come to his house in person and drank it with him for half an afternoon.

Tao Qingyun was injured in Pingzhou and returned to Beijing for the New Year in advance. Du Yong also came to him personally to inquire about Pingzhou.

Then Xie Caiyan met her. She originally wanted to ask about Miss Cheng, but Xie Caiyan talked about business with Du Yong. The snack bar they opened together was very popular and had opened several branches. Xie Caiyan now looks like a strong woman in the business world.

"You 40% of your business, I 30% of your business, and Zhao Dezhu 30% of your business, so you are the boss. Just make the decision in the store."

Du Yong was not interested in the accounts or opening a branch, so he casually echoed a few words.

Seeing that Du Yong was indifferent, Xie Caiyan couldn't help but sarcastically said, "It's different to be a lord. Not only did he buy land, he also looked down on small businesses like Beijing."

Du Yong raised his hand and surrendered: "It's not that he doesn't like it, but now he has no mind. I ask you about Miss Cheng, but you are talking about business. Those rumors are clearly someone who is deliberately causing trouble, so you can't help?"

Xie Caiyanqi said: "Have you met Uncle Cheng before? Didn't you solve the misunderstanding?"

Du Yong complained: "I'll untie it, Cheng Dagong was just patting me and I didn't listen to the explanation. If I hadn't had a look back at that time, I would have been disabled now."

"Return to the light?"

Xie Caiyan couldn't help rolling his eyes and muttered: "Uncle Cheng is correct to not listen to your explanation. Are you acting like a scoundrel? Is this how to use it?"
To be continued...