After the two exchanged what each had uncovered, dawn was nearly breaking.
Xue Shao did not feel sleepy, though his eyes were a little bloodshot. He said, "The day after tomorrow is the Feng Family's martial contest for a son-in-law. I have to go over at the Hour of the Snake. Are you going?"
Pan Yun nodded. "I'll go watch the excitement. Are you going onstage?"
Xue Shao shook his head. "Before the martial contest, we must gather all the evidence of their crimes."
Pan Yun said, "That means we only have one day."
Xue Shao said, "And one night."
That was true. They could work at night too.
For the current Pan Yun, going without sleep for two or three days was no great problem, but Xue Shao needed to catch some sleep.
So as soon as Pan Yun left, he lay down on the bed. Xi Jin woke groggily, turned to look at his young master sleeping soundly, and muttered, "Young Master is sleeping in too."
Pan Yun returned to her room to regulate her breathing. After cultivating through two cycles, she headed out.
She felt there was still much to uncover at Feng Hongde's estates and granaries.
With such vast tracts of military farmland, both public and private fields had been encroached upon. Someone had surely been making deals with him and helping him cover his tracks.
What did those people want, and what had they received?
And the grain from those three granaries—through whose hands had it passed, and where had it been sent?
Had it been sold directly on the market for money, or did it have another destination?
If she could follow the vine to the melon from here and trace it to the people backing Feng Hongde, that would be ideal.
If the