Helian Wenyuan was not in high spirits. He just ate with a heavy head and didn't talk much, as if he was angry with someone.
Yao Yao thought for a while and said, "Have you seen Sabao's group?"
Meng Suige said with a puzzled face: "This is what's strange. We looked over one by one, living and dead, but we didn't find Sabao's group."
Yao Yao frowned in surprise, feeling something was wrong.
Sabao's group was very eye-catching because of their wealth, and they were the center of attention wherever they went. However, when they walked through the village just now, they did not see such an eye-catching group of people, and there was no trace of them dead or alive.
There were so many people in the county that it was difficult to tell them apart for a while, but Meng Sui had been busy all night with these people, and there were no people alive or dead in the county, which made people suspicious.
Did he never come to Changle County at all, or was he kidnapped by the Turks?
Yao Yao suddenly said: "Brother Helian, is there any other place besides Changle County in this direction that Sabao and his party are going?"
Helian Wenyuan was a little bored, and he was stunned for a moment before spitting out three words: "No more."
Gu Chen drank the soup slowly, with a puzzled look on his eyebrows: "This is strange. Turks have always robbed things and killed people, and would never take people away as well."
Yao Yao lowered his eyebrows.
Turks always focus on maximizing interests when doing things. Stealing things is to enhance one's own strength, while killing is to weaken the opponent's strength. Taking people back captive and having to take care of their food and drink, Turks would not do such a stupid thing.
But where did Sabao and his party go?
Since I can’t figure it out for a moment, I won’t think about it anymore.
After a moment of silence, Yao Yao smiled: "You guys eat quickly and go and rest after you finish eating."
Several people were also very tired, so they didn't say anything more. After finishing their meal, they went to have a rest.
When I woke up, it was already time for lunch.
Han Changmu knocked on Yao Yao's door. Without waiting for a word, Yao Yao washed his face with cold water and woke up: "Let's go."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Let's go, where?"
Yao Yao snorted: "Stop pretending, aren't you just going to Yizhuang?"
Han Changmu smiled: "How do you know."
Yao Yao smiled enigmatically and said playfully: "You guess."
Han Changmu laughed, sweeping away the gloom of last night.
Yizhuang is located in the northwest corner. It is the most remote and cold place specially chosen. Tall and lush forests are planted outside the courtyard to block the sun. As a result, the place is always windy all day long, even at noon when the sun is at its best. , after staying inside for a long time, cold sweat broke out down my back.
The county magistrate walked in front and said respectfully: "Originally, the county government had nothing to do with the garrison affairs, but here, too many people have died, and the county is in a mess. After asking the state government about its intention, we first Put the corpses of the garrison in Yizhuang and wait until the county magistrate comes back."
Han Changmu nodded and said very politely: "Now I have the County Magistrate."
The county magistrate's smile became more respectful and humble: "Your Excellency, you are too polite. This is all Xiaguan's duty. There is only an old man named Huang in Yizhuang watching, and Xiaguan has asked him to avoid it in advance."
Yao Yao followed the two of them, muttering silently in his heart.
The county magistrate and the chief historian have similar ranks, but the county magistrate is a local official. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress the local snake. In the land of Changle County, the county magistrate's words are still effective. The reason why he is so respectful to Han Changmu is that I'm afraid it's because he pretended to be the chief historian of Prince Han's palace.
The King of Han is the biological brother of Queen Yuan, that is, the eldest brother-in-law of the saint, the former prince, and the biological uncle of Xie Mengxia, the current King of Han. He guarded Jiannan Road for the imperial court all year round and made great military achievements. He was the first king with a different surname in this dynasty.
The most feared thing about the future that comes from fighting on the battlefield is that one's achievements will overwhelm the master and then the bird will be hidden. What's more, the King of Han is still a relative. For more than ten years, the King of Han, a king with a different surname, has been trembling with fear, regardless of what Xie Mengxia did when he was the prince. No matter when the fire was cooking, or when the person who was demoted as the King of Han took the tea to cool down, he remained neutral and silent, never leaning forward.
Yao Yao sighed, maybe this was the magic weapon that allowed King Han to secure the throne of a king with a different surname without being feared by the saints.
I don't know what method Han Changmu used to get the seal of Prince Han's palace and use it to impersonate Chang Shi. If this was exposed, it would be a serious crime.
Thinking about it, she looked at Han Changmu calmly.
Han Changmu's expression was indifferent, he didn't care about the county magistrate's respect and humility, and he didn't feel uncomfortable, as if he had been accustomed to this for a long time.
She was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Han Changmu stepping into Yizhuang in one step, she regained her composure and hurriedly followed.
The sunlight stopped outside the door, and it was so gloomy that it looked like two worlds, making people shiver uncontrollably.
Han Changmu stood quietly at the door, looking at the white cloth blowing in the wind all over the yard.
Yao Yao stumbled and covered his mouth.
There were too many of them and they couldn’t be placed in the house, so they were placed in the yard.
Pieces of white cloth were neatly covered, covering the entire yard.
Fortunately, it's cold today, so it can be left on for a few days without ice, but the smell is really not that good.
After all, Han Changmu was used to big scenes, so he couldn't help but gasp when he saw this tragic scene. He was stunned for a moment before slowly walking into the courtyard.
Yao Yao calmed down. Han Changmu couldn't take the lead in lifting the white cloth to examine the corpse. She calmly stretched out her hand to lift the white cloth, revealing a ferocious face, which was no different from those of the white horse garrison. .
The county magistrate stood at the entrance of the courtyard and did not go in. He only watched Han Changmu and his two men enter the courtyard, lifted up the white cloth and looked at the corpses of the garrison.
He glanced at the face under the white cloth from a distance, and sweat suddenly broke out.
It was night, and it was very dark. He didn't bother to look carefully at the mess. Now that he looked at it, he realized that each of the hanged people was ugly in his own way.
This is too scary and too tragic.
He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and then touched his neck, which seemed to be tied with a rope.
Han Changmu and Yao Yao had already opened several pieces of white cloth one after another, revealing several faces that were similar to each other, all of which were just like the white horse guard.
The two of them looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Now that he had an idea in his mind, Han Changmu walked out in a hurry and said to the county magistrate calmly: "Okay, we have finished reading, so let's go back first. The magistrate is tired of leaving this time."
The county magistrate nodded and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you are too polite. Let's talk more slowly when we go back."
Most of the government office was burned down, leaving only a few smoke-dark penthouses. Everything was in a hurry and dilapidated, let alone sitting and talking. It was good to have a place to stand.
Han Changmu went to see the corpses of the garrison soldiers just to verify his suspicions, not to interfere in local government affairs. When he arrived at the government office, he only chatted with the county magistrate for a few words and then took Yao Yao back to the inn.
The county magistrate wanted to get close to Han Changmu from the bottom of his heart. The long history of Prince Han's palace may not sound like much, but this kind of confidant in the palace, whether it is his vision, or his analysis and grasp of the court situation, is not. He can only compare with a county magistrate.
However, Han Changmu's cold and indifferent words made him almost unable to hold on, so he had to smile and cut off his thoughts.
After arriving at the inn, after finishing lunch, Han Changmu asked Helian Wenyuan to pack his bags and prepare for departure tomorrow, and sent him away.
Yao Yao took the opportunity to tell Meng Sui about the White Horse garrison in detail. After listening for a long time, he slowly said with a solemn expression: "The death conditions of these garrison troops are exactly the same as those of the White Horse garrison."
She always talks and laughs in an informal manner, and it is rare that she hesitates to speak, and looks serious and solemn. Once she becomes serious, it is quite scary.
Meng Sui looked at each other in confusion and was speechless, not knowing what to say.
There are only 20 garrison troops in Baima garrison. It is possible to take advantage of them and hang them by feeding them Mongolian sweat medicine. However, there are 200 garrison troops in Changle County. How could they all be hanged silently? under the tree.
This is too incredible.
Gu Chen reacted faster and said with a calm face: "A Yao, you guys rested at Baima garrison all night, but you found something else."
Yao Yao glanced at Han Changmu, who silently turned the cup and nodded weakly.
Yao Yao slowly explained everything about Helian Guangbo and Meng Lan and Mengying.
Gu Chen narrowed his eyes: "In other words, siblings Helian Guangbo and Meng Lan are the most suspicious."
Meng Suijia hammered down the table: "I knew that neither of the Helian brothers were economical."
Gu Chen sneered and said sarcastically: "You know, you know what's the use, can you bring us into Mohe Yanqi?"
Meng Suige was about to retort, but Han Changmu suddenly said: "Meng Suige, you go outside, take Helian Wenyuan to free Fei Nu, and see which way to go."
Meng Suige understood in an instant that he was told to watch Helian Wenyuan and not come in hastily, hear something he shouldn't hear, and miss important events.
He entered the room, carried the cage out, and went to the backyard to find Helian Wenyuan.
If someone goes to trip up Helian Wenyuan, he can say something with confidence and boldness.
Wang Xian turned his head and looked at the bright sunshine falling in the yard. Thinking of Helian Wenyuan's seemingly regular and kind-hearted face, he was quite frightened: "Master, his brother can do such a cruel thing, there is no guarantee that he will do the same." Isn't it inappropriate for such a person to lead us into Moheyanqi?"
Chen Gui took a sip of tea and said slowly: "You don't trust people when you hire them, and you don't trust people when you don't trust them. You've already reached this point, so it's hard to change people anymore."
Everyone had their own thoughts, and they all looked at Han Changmu. He was the one in charge.
Han Changmu took a sip of tea and said: "The number of troops stationed here is huge, and Helian Guangbo cannot do it alone. However, the death conditions of the soldiers in both places are the same, and there are Turks afterward. I feel that it is like the same It’s up to others to do what they do.”
Yao Yao's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of something and smiled: "Sir, the garrison troops in Baima Guard have the smell of sweat medicine at the corners of their mouths, but the garrison troops in Changle County do not."
