Han Changmu nodded lightly: "That's it. The Menghan medicine may have been given by Helian Guangbo, but he may not have been hanged by him."
Gu Chen turned around and smiled coldly: "I think these two brothers are brave and foolhardy and can't do anything big."
After a while, Yao Yao suddenly said: "Sir, we forgot one person, the holy envoy pretending to be a mute woman on the boat and the old man."
Meng Sui was confused again. Look at me and I look at you. They understood every word of what Yao Yao said just now, but when they are connected together, what does it mean? What did they miss? .
Han Changmu said attentively: "Yes, when I was on the boat, I just felt that my identity was a bit strange, but now it seems that I am moving around in a sneaky way. Such sneakiness may have some shady purpose."
Gu Chen couldn't help it anymore, he looked at Yao Yao and frowned: "What riddles are you playing?"
Yao Yao gave a mysterious smile, which whetted Gu Chen's appetite, and he did not speak.
Gu Chen poked Yao Yao hard with his elbow, frowning, but smiling: "Stop holding it in, be careful not to cause internal injuries."
Yao Yao smiled and turned around to see Han Changmu looking at Yao Yao with burning eyes and nodding slightly.
She calmed down and knew that she didn't have to hide anything, so she explained clearly what happened on the boat.
After everyone listened, they were quiet for a moment, and Chen Gui said: "Although these two people are a bit suspicious, it is not easy for these two people to hang 200 garrison troops alone."
Han Changmu nodded: "It is indeed not easy, but the mute girl is called a holy messenger. I think the power behind it is not small."
Speaking of the Holy Envoy, Wang Xian's face was a little complicated, his eyes flashed, and he considered a sentence: "When I was in Chang'an, I heard someone mention half a sentence of the Holy Envoy. I didn't pay attention at the time, and I didn't hear that. Really."
Everyone's expressions changed and they quickly looked at Wang Xian.
Han Changmu's mind sank, and he thought of what Yao Yao once told him. Wang Xian was a watchman in Chang'an City. When he walked in the streets, he could meet people from all walks of life, and he could hear all the trivial things about his family. , it is most convenient to inquire about information, and his information is still somewhat conclusive.
He pursed his thin lips and said gently: "What do you mean? I have only been in Chang'an City for a short time, and I really don't know some things clearly."
Wang Xian coughed lightly, cleared his thoughts, and then said word by word: "Young Master must know about the Zoroastrian Temple in Chang'an City."
Hearing this, Han Changmu frowned slightly. The Zoroastrian Temple was actually related to the Zoroastrian Temple. He thought of the news from Leng Linjiang, made up his mind, and nodded: "I know."
Wang Xian's expression was a little solemn: "The Zoroastrian Temple was originally a place of worship for the Fire Zoroastrian Cult, but later, there was a wave of people called the Four Sacred Cults who often went to the Zoroastrian Temple to gather. After all, these Four Sacred Cults are now , it must have been more than ten years."
Yao Yao and Gu Chen looked at each other and said in surprise: "How come we haven't heard of the Four Holy Sects for more than ten years?"
Wang Xian chuckled, a little embarrassed: "Most of the believers in the Four Saints Sect are barbarians, and most of the Han people are horsemen, cart drivers, boatmen, and boys in Pingkangfang. You two Although I often walk around Chang'an City, I still have very few opportunities to meet these people, so how could I hear about them."
Yao Yao and Gu Chen both snorted and gave Wang Xian a blank look.
Yao Yao pursed his lips and cursed secretly.
What is the Four Sacred Religions? Is this clearly defrauding people at the bottom of society out of their hard-earned money?
Han Changmu smiled and continued to ask: "Wang Xian, are you familiar with this Four Saints Sect?"
Wang Xian was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Han Changmu was really so interested in the Four Holy Sect. He nodded and said, "I heard someone mentioned that this Four Holy Sect has a Holy Master, a Young Master, a Holy Envoy, and so on. , I’m not sure.”
He paused slightly and said with great difficulty: "I have a few acquaintances who are also in the Four Holy Religions. I can write to them and ask them."
Han Changmu thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid the question in the letter is unclear, so write me a list and I'll try to send it back to Chang'an City and ask someone to ask."
Wang Xian responded, wrote the list very neatly, and handed it to Han Changmu.
Han Changmu wrote another letter separately, sealed it together with the list, and stamped it with a wax seal.
He put down the cup and made a gentle clinking sound. A solemn look gradually appeared in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Okay, we have no right to intervene in the attack on Feng Sui. Let the local government investigate slowly. Regarding the Holy Religion, let’s wait for a reply from Chang’an City.”
Several people also stopped talking.
There were footsteps at the door. It was Meng Suige and Helian Wenyuan who came in and said with a smile: "Master, Brother Helian has packed up. Let's see when we set off."
Han Changmu nodded: "Where did Fei Nu go?"
Meng Suigai simply said: "Northwest."
Han Changmu looked at Helian Wenyuan. Before he could speak, Helian Wenyuan understood and said calmly: "The closest one to here among the ten stations on Yiwu Road is Xinjing Station."
Han Changmu thought for a moment. Yang Youzi and his group were probably going to Yumen Pass with their baggage convoy. But they didn't know what happened, but they deviated more and more from their original route, and finally arrived at Mohe Yanqi.
Perhaps the answers to these questions can only be found by following the route Yang Youzi deviated from and walking step by step to Mohe Yanqi.
Han Changmu knocked on the dining table and said calmly: "Brother Helian, let's set off early tomorrow morning to go to Xinjing Station."
Helian Wenyuan nodded and said: "Okay, but if Changle County is attacked, the beacon inspections along the way will become more and more stringent, and the road may not be very peaceful."
Han Changmu understood what Helian Wenyuan meant. It was indispensable to get water supplies from Shiyi when entering Moheyan Moraine. Otherwise, it would be too dangerous for so many people to search for the baggage train in Moheyan Moraine. It will be folded inside.
The imperial court attached great importance to Yiwu Road, and the ten post stations on Yiwu Road were connected to the beacons, forming a juxtaposed layout of post and garrison buildings.
If he wants to check whether the baggage team has been to Shiyi, and if he wants to go deep into Mohe Yanqi to find the whereabouts of the baggage team, he must pass through Fengsui.
He nodded and said calmly: "From today on, we will travel lightly and throw away all the goods that are used to deceive others." He put the seal of Prince Han's Palace on the food table, with a calm but solemn expression: "From now on , I am the long history of Prince Han’s Palace, and you are all attendants in the Palace, and you came here to find a miracle doctor.”
As soon as these words came out, except for Meng Suigai, everyone else looked at each other in shock.
Gu Chen rolled his eyes, coughed slightly, and said a lot without stopping: "Looking for a miracle doctor, what kind of miracle doctor, what kind of miracle doctor? I want to go to Mohe Yanqi to find a miracle doctor. Is that miracle doctor crazy?"
Han Changmu said a name expressionlessly: "Murong Xian."
Several people were immediately speechless. Murong Xian was indeed an amazing doctor, but he had a weird temper and his whereabouts were always difficult to trace. It was not surprising that he went to Fangwai Fairy Mountain, let alone Mohe Yanqi.
Helian Wenyuan felt his heart tremble, and the look in these people's eyes became a little strange.
He knew that this group of people had extraordinary origins and was by no means as simple as they appeared on the surface, but he did not expect that these people were so bold and dared to pretend to be people from Prince Han's palace.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said with difficulty, "Mr. Han, why don't we go around Shiyi, it's safer."
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, thinking of Helian Wenyuan's concerns, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "No need, this seal is true, and I was indeed entrusted by someone to find Murong Xian on this trip. I didn't take it out before, just because I didn't want to It’s just too showy.”
Helian Wenyuan breathed a long sigh of relief. The risks he took on this trip were too great, and the slightest disturbance could make his heart tremble.
After deciding on these things, everyone went to prepare themselves.
Early the next morning, Han Changmu and his party went to bid farewell to the county magistrate.
After one night, the situation in the county changed greatly. Neat shacks were erected to provide temporary shelter to the people whose houses were destroyed and injured. There was also a porridge station that gave out porridge twice a day.
As for the victims, the county government paid burial expenses to each household, which was enough to bury them in a thin coffin.
Although the atmosphere of sadness is still very condensed, the government officials and the people are busy cleaning up the mess, adding a bit of vitality to the desolation.
Han Changmu couldn't help but feel his heart move as he walked and watched.
In front of the collapsed gate of the government office, a shack was set up with desks. The county magistrate, with two big black circles under his eyes, was handling official business in the shack.
Seeing Han Changmu and his party coming, he hurriedly went over to say hello, his voice showing unconcealable tiredness: "Your Excellency is here." He looked back with a surprised look on his face: "Is Your Excellency about to leave?"
Han Changmu nodded and said gently: "Yes, there are many things to do and time is tight, so we have to hurry up."
Perhaps it was because Han Changmu had sent someone to help the county magistrate deal with the aftermath. This kind of help in times of need made him more fond of Han Changmu.
The county magistrate looked at the messy surroundings and his voice became a little lower: "Your Excellency is leaving. The county is in such chaos that I really can't get away from seeing you off. I'm rude to you."
Han Changmu became a little gentler: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite. I have something to bother you." He paused and raised his chin: "Your Excellency, can you please take a moment to speak."
The county magistrate was stunned for a moment, nodded and smiled, and walked not far away with Han Changmu.
Han Changmu handed the sealed letter and a bag of silver to the county magistrate, and asked him to deliver the letter to the capital quickly.
Seeing Han Changmu's solemn expression, the county magistrate knew that the matter was serious. He did not dare to waste a moment and called the yamen servant over. He called the postman to come over. He handed the letter to the postman with his own hand and ordered Liubaili to rush to the capital.
Han Changmu smiled and thanked him very sincerely.
The county magistrate suddenly thought of something. He turned around and crouched at the desk. He quickly wrote a letter and sealed it without sealing it. He handed it to Han Changmu solemnly: "Your Excellency, I am close friends with Xu Xiangli, the garrison officer of the Fifth Beacon." , if you encounter any trouble, you can go to Fifth Beacon to find him."
