Li Yushan leaned against the bed in anger, with a thick quilt draped over his body. The injuries, illness, and so-called poisoning seemed to have defeated him all at once.
His voice was even thinner and gentler, like a delicate girl, and he said carefully: "Has Mr. Han been to the Western Regions?"
Han Changmu sighed: "The Western Region is far away and I have never been there."
Li Yushan said regretfully: "The scenery of the Western Regions is different from that of our dynasty. A scholar like Mr. Han should really go and see it."
Han Changmu also sighed with regret: "My parents are here, so I won't travel far. Besides, the road to the Western Region is long and dangerous. I don't dare to set foot there without a guide."
Yao Yao was holding the medicine and just walked to the door. When she heard these words, she lowered her head and smiled.
Listening to this, it sounds like an MLM person is having a meeting! ! !
She pushed the door open, put the medicine bowl on the desk, and said respectfully: "Sir, the medicine is ready."
Han Changmu nodded. The medicine was fragrant. He tried it on the medicine bowl with a silver needle. He nodded and said: "Boss Li, the medicine is here. I will go back first. Come back tomorrow to check your belongings." ."
Li Yushan nodded and thanked him. Seeing that Han Changmu was about to go out, he hurriedly chased after him: "Master Han, please stay." Seeing Han Changmu turn around, he smiled slightly apologetically: "This time I am escorting to the Kingdom of Qiuci. , I wonder if Mr. Han would like to accompany us and go to the Western Regions together."
Han Changmu hesitated for a moment and then said: "Please forgive me, Mr. Li. The sky is high and the road is far away in the Western Region. I have to think about it. There are still a few days before we get off the ship. Before we disembark, I will give Mr. Li a reply."
The words were not fatal, but there was still room for maneuver. Li Yushan nodded and thanked him again.
At the end of the corridor was Yao Yao's room. Han Changmu and Han Changmu entered one after the other.
The lights in the room were still on when I left, but they were extinguished by now. I think the windows were not closed and the river wind was too strong and the candles were blown out.
The room was dimly lit, with only the faint moonlight falling on the floor, leaving some gray light.
Suddenly walking from the lighted corridor into the dark room, Yao Yao felt a little uncomfortable. Her vision was pitch black. She took a cautious step forward and bumped into something strong and tall with a bang.
She rubbed her sore forehead and stammered out a few words: "Mr. Master, you, why did you stop suddenly? Stopped."
Han Changmu hissed and told Yao Yao to stop where he was. He lit a fire, walked along the wall to the desk, and lit a few lamps.
The room suddenly became bright.
Yao Yao was confused and looked at Han Changmu squatting on the ground, holding a lamp and looking at something carefully.
Han Changmu looked at it for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Someone has come in. Go and take a look, but there is something missing."
Yao Yao was shocked and rushed to the bed. After checking, nothing was missing.
She shook her head: "Nothing is missing, and there are no footprints on the ground. How can you be sure that someone has come in?"
Han Changmu pointed to a goose feather beside Hu's bed and said lightly: "This goose feather originally fell next to the desk. If it had been blown by the wind, it should have blown to the door, but it fell in front of Hu's bed. It must have been blown to the door." Someone opened the door and came in and accidentally kicked the goose feather over."
Yao Yao frowned slightly, twitched the tip of his nose a few times, and suddenly his face darkened: "Young Master is right, someone has indeed come in. There is a smell of sweat in this room."
Han Changmu rolled his eyes secretly. Where did this girl come from? Her eyes were not good, but her nose was quite good.
Yao Yao could see through Han Changmu's inner thoughts at a glance. She frowned and said, "Sir, someone has entered my room. I'm afraid your room won't be safe either."
Han Changmu stretched out his sleeves and said nonchalantly: "Those pieces of silver are just lost. I'm taking them with me, Lu Ying. There's nothing to see. Let them go."
These words are a mockery of Yao Yao's petty attitude, and he looks at a little bit of money like a drop in his eye.
Yao Yao was neither ashamed nor annoyed, and looked up at each other indifferently.
Naturally, she can't compare with Han Changmu. The fourth-grade salary must be higher than the seventh-grade salary. Although she doesn't know Han Changmu's family background, she was noticed by the King of Qin and recommended him to the Internal Security Department. No matter what, he doesn't come from a poor family. The children of this kind of aristocratic family have a rich family, and their salary is really invisible.
Looking at those clear eyes, Han Changmu felt a little embarrassed. He hid a slight cough, sat on the bed, and wanted to ask frankly and honestly: "Do you know Li Yushan?"
Yao Yao thought for a moment, organized his words, and then said softly: "I don't know Li Yushan, but I have heard of him."
Han Changmu held the tea cup and said nothing. He just looked at Yao Yao quietly, waiting for her to continue.
Yao Yao cleared his throat and continued: "The first year after entering Jingzhao Mansion, he caught a gangster and stole all the way from Jiangnan Road to Gyeonggi Road and into the city of Chang'an. This was his first time entering Chang'an. Normally, You should have checked out the right places before taking action, but as soon as you entered Chang'an City, you found the rich and powerful households and stole the ladies' boudoirs."
Han Changmu exclaimed and became interested. There are 108 squares in Chang'an City, and there are many wealthy families scattered among them. If he is not a permanent resident, how can he find out the location of the mansion in a short time? As for the lady's boudoir, it is deep inside the mansion. , there is no one to lead him, let alone a foreign thief, even the people in the house may not be able to find him.
He nodded and motioned for Yao Yao to continue.
Yao Yao stood upright and pursed his half-dried lips: "This is indeed strange. I thought it was an insider, but after checking again and again, I found that this person has always been a loner. Later, he I searched a lot of maps where this person stayed, and after examining them I found out that a woman named Li Yushan told him that he drew the map and stole it. According to him, this Li Yushan was in her early forties and an embroiderer from Yangzhou. Later, I came to the capital to make a living, often visiting wealthy families and delivering embroidery to ladies and ladies, so I was very familiar with the situation in the house."
Han Changmu tilted his head and asked doubtfully: "According to what you said, Li Yushan is an embroiderer in her early forties. What does it have to do with this bodyguard? Is it just the same name?"
Yao Yao smiled: "Of course not. At that time, we led people to search the city of Chang'an, and also visited the residences where Li Yushan often visited. We all confirmed the existence of this person, but we were never found in Chang'an City. She didn't even have this person in her household registration. After the gangster was arrested, Li Yushan disappeared completely. The only clue left was that this person was very tall. According to her, he was born when he was young. A strange illness made him look like this, so he never married and set up a female household to make a living. Li Yushan was never arrested, and the case dragged on for two years and became an unsolved case."
Han Changmu rubbed the nanmu beads on his wrist. He still felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He just nodded: "Then according to what you said, even if this Li Yushan is the same Li Yushan, he dares to openly use his real name to appear. , there must be something hidden, how do you prove that the two people are the same person."
Yao Yao pursed his lips and frowned: "I don't know how to confirm it, but isn't the Young Master going to follow them? You can always see something along the way."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and said nothing, just looking at Yao Yao.
Yao Yao felt cold all over.
Of course, what she just said was not false at all, but she still concealed some things that Han Changmu couldn't know. These things were related to the origin of her body and about spending everything in prison to get her out of trouble. Mrs. Chen's wife.
Under the dim moonlight, Han Changmu's eyebrows were wide and wide, with a hint of exploration and suspicion, and he had a cold gaze that made her unable to look directly.
She has never been good at guessing people's hearts. Although she has lived two lives, a total of forty years, and is no longer an innocent and ignorant girl, she still feels a deep sense of powerlessness when facing such an unfathomable man. Hide as far as you can.
She unconsciously touched the nanmu bracelet on her wrist, her eyes wandering and looking away.
Han Changmu raised his lips and smiled. The smile was like ripples and disappeared quickly. He knew that Yao Yao was hiding something, but since these things had nothing to do with this errand and him, there was no need for him to ask further. He tilted his head. He said calmly: "Although I intend to follow them, I can't let them see it. I have to dry out Li Yushan in the next few days. You should also pay more attention and don't let them see it."
Yao Yao whispered yes.
Getting on the pole isn't a business, it's playing hard to get, she understands.
She smelled the smell of sweat that was about to dissipate in the room, but she was still a little tired. She frowned and said, "Sir, who do you think entered our room tonight?"
Han Changmu tapped his finger on the small table, and the lid of the cup bounced on the table, making a crisp sound.
He thought for a moment and said slowly: "The escort is naturally the most suspicious, but Bao Cheng is also very likely. In order to clear up the relationship, he followed us to see the escort, but his servant has always been Stay in the room."
Yao Yao refilled a cup of hot water for Han Changmu, nodded, and said with a wry smile: "That Bao Cheng is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I think he must have met the real Han Jiuchao, and he must also doubt us, but He doubted us but did not expose us. I don’t know what bad ideas he is harboring.”
Han Changmu blew the hot water slowly, and the hot air hit his face. He knew in his heart that Bao Cheng, the supervisor of the Imperial College, must not be a child of those aristocratic families in Chang'an City. At least he had never heard of any aristocratic family named Bao, but outside Chang'an City The ones in Luoyang, Yuezhou, Bianzhou, and Taiyuan need to be carefully reviewed.
Yao Yao is from Jingzhao Mansion, and she should be the most familiar with the household registration in Chang'an City.
He suddenly raised his head and asked: "I just arrived in Chang'an City and am not familiar with it. Do you know if any of the people named Bao in Chang'an City come from poor families?"
