Liu Jinghong was silent and said two words: "No wonder."
He Denglu didn't understand. He touched the back of his head and suddenly had an idea.
Could it be that because this son failed to live up to expectations and died in such a shameful place, he quickly took him back and buried him. The truth about the murderer and the truth is just a cloud. The most important thing is not to be embarrassed or to damage the face of the family. .
He sighed in his heart, these big families have many sons, but they don't feel bad. Let alone one death, it doesn't matter if a few more die. "
Liu Jinghong tapped his fingertips lightly on the desk: "Okay, just take him back when Shilang Song takes him back. You guys can check it out slowly." He smiled slightly: "If we can't do an autopsy now, we can still do it in the future. The coffin!"
He Denglou almost wanted to high-five him and praise him for his wisdom and cunning.
He bowed and said, "Yes, I understand."
Liu Jinghong thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any news about Shao Yin?"
He Denggou shook his head and said: "It's just that when I first arrived at the Fifth Beacon, I sent a letter back."
Liu Jinghong felt empty in his heart. He was annoyed when he wandered around in front of him all day. He had never lost his temper and hit anyone in his life. When he saw this person, he wanted to throw him over. It was a shame. If he wasn't his own son, he would have been beaten to death eight hundred times.
But this man had been gone for two months, and the official documents were almost buried in him like snowflakes. He was still wondering. He had never seen such a mess on the desk on weekdays. Only in the past few days did he come back to his feelings. My right arm is gone.
Liu Jinghong let out a long breath: "Go ahead and seal Fenghe Garden and send a few people to guard it. When Shao Yin comes back, there will definitely be further investigation."
"Yes." He Denglou bowed and saluted, thinking, when the time comes, Shao Yin starts talking again, and Boss Yao breaks his leg.
The morning sun is very cold, the cold wind is also very cold, and everything as far as the eye can see is the vast color of snow.
Han Changmu opened the door, and a cold wind blew over him, causing him to sneeze several times in succession.
Qing Qian hurriedly took the big cloak and put it on Han Changmu's shoulders. The charm in her eyebrows was even better than before, and she said softly: "Young Master, it's windy and you'll catch yourself."
Han Changmu pressed Qing Qian's hand and thanked her.
A person ran over quickly in the snow, and the cold air almost condensed into white frost on his body. After running closer, he saw that this person with white mist covering his whole body was the one who had not appeared in the past few days. Gu Chen.
Gu Chen ran up to Han Changmu, saluted, and breathed heavily: "Reporting to your lord, what you expected was indeed true. As soon as the owner of the shop left Dunhuang, his wife, children, and children were all kidnapped. Wang Xian, Chen Gui, and Zhu Neng They are all standing guard nearby and can be rescued at any time.”
Han Changmu nodded: "Okay."
Just as he was talking, Meng Suige also ran over and said calmly: "Sir, the owner of the shop is back."
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes and commanded in a deep voice: "Keep an eye on him and see what he is going to do."
The two of them responded in unison.
This day is the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, a small year.
It was early morning after the snow, the sun was beautiful, and the Kitchen God chose an excellent day to go to heaven to report on his duties.
Yao Yao looked at the garrison troops who were coming in and out, busy preparing for sacrifices, and he felt confused when he thought about the year he had just traveled through time and how he was celebrating the New Year.
In her memory, in her previous life, she celebrated the Lunar New Year on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month and worshiped the Kitchen God.
When I came here, I discovered that this dynasty actually celebrated the off-year on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, and worshiped the Kitchen God.
Full of surprise, she remembered Fan Dacheng's poems from her past life. According to ancient legend, on the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Kitchen Lord looked up to the sky and wanted to speak.
She couldn't help with the matter of worshiping the Stove Lord. What she could do was to eat and finish the sumptuous dinner to avoid waste.
There was a burst of laughter in the distance. She looked up and saw that it was Han Changmu and Qing Qian who had built a snowman, with smiles on their faces.
She was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the King of Hell's face had such a warm smile on his face.
Oh, he is indeed a hero, oh no, he is a beauty.
She turned around and entered the room disdainfully, not seeing the eyes that had been chasing her behind her.
While having lunch, a garrison came to report that Zhu Rong, the garrison officer from Shuangquan Feng, had arrived.
Hearing this person's name, Han Changmu narrowed his eyes slightly. This person came to Fifth Beacon at this juncture, and he felt like a night owl entering the house and coming for everything.
"I heard that Major Ambassador Han is back, and I'm here to pay my respects." Before he could see Zhu Rong, his loud voice came into the fort.
Yao Yao glanced at Han Changmu and saw that he was expressionless and pretending to be very calm, so he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
One opens a big net and waits for you to enter the urn, while the other pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
Now there is something good to watch.
Zhu Rong walked into the hall heavily and greeted Xie Mengxia and Han Changmu in turn.
Xie Mengxia was very up to date today. Her legs did not tremble and she raised her hand to signal him to stand up without revealing any flaws.
"Miss A Yao is back too. It's been a good journey. You're not injured. I even prepared some gadgets for the girl." Zhu Rong seemed to have just seen Yao Yao, lifting up his robe and sitting next to her. He took out something like beads and flowers from his sleeve and put it on the food table: "Look, I bought it when I changed defenses."
Yao Yao touched this and looked at that. He smiled like an apricot flower blooming, delicate and smart, and thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you so much, Officer Zhu, for still thinking of me. I have never seen such a beautiful pearl flower."
Hearing this, Leng Linjiang curled his lips.
Pretend, keep pretending, it's not that I haven't seen it before, but I don't dare to wear such beautiful beads. If you hit someone, they will fall all over the floor. How embarrassing.
Han Changmu didn't believe that Zhu Rong just came to send a few pearl flowers and exchange a few words. He smiled as usual and said, "Did Zhu Rong go to Fangpan City for a break when changing defenses? We passed by Fangpan City when we came. I didn’t have time to look around carefully, but the city was so prosperous and there were so many gadgets for sale.”
Zhu Rong leaned forward and laughed: "Fangpan City is not so lively, and there are not many good things. I bought this when I returned to Dunhuang."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and said softly.
Xu Xiangli hurriedly explained: "Brother Zhu married a wife and a concubine, built a house in Dunhuang City, and gave birth to three sons."
Han Changmu smiled and said, "I wish the garrison officer good luck."
Zhu Rong laughed and said: "It's not as good as Brother Xu. One person can eat enough and the whole family won't be hungry."
Xu Xiangli poured a glass of wine, drank it all, and joked with a smile: "It's true. Brother Zhu has to bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but I have much more backbone, and I can't bend my waist for ten buckets of rice."
Yao Yao's eyes flashed. He has one wife, one concubine, and three sons. He also bought a house in Dunhuang to settle down. Zhu Rong is rich enough. I heard that houses in Dunhuang are quite expensive, and there are no bank loans these days. , his salary alone may not be enough.
Xie Mengxia leaned on the bed with his arms slanted and smiled casually: "Are the houses in Dunhuang expensive? I also want to buy one and raise a few orchids to play with."
Zhu Rong choked and almost spit out a mouthful of wine.
A dandy is a dandy.
He opened his mouth and said with a difficult smile: "Well, the villain's house is just a three-room tiled house once you enter the courtyard. It is also on the edge of the city. It is not worth much money. If His Highness the King of Han wants to buy a house, it must be in the best place. If you buy it from your location, I can take a closer look at it for Your Highness."
Xie Mengxia nodded with a smile, took off a pouch and threw it to Zhu Rong: "I happened to take a look at the beautiful Hu Ji, so I bought it together. The price here is one hundred taels of gold. If it's not enough, tell me."
"..." The whole hall was shocked and silent.
Zhu Rong's hands were shaking a little, feeling that the gold was too hot to hold.
After half the wine, several garrison soldiers came in carrying a large pot.
Although he had left the stove, the soup in the pot was still simmering, and the aroma of meat and heat filled the entire hall.
Yao Yao gently sniffed the fragrance and frowned slightly.
She stood up with a smile: "This mutton soup is so fragrant. It must be the craftsmanship of the owner of the shop when you smell it."
A garrison bowed and said: "Yes, the owner of the shop said that Miss A Yao mentioned that she wanted to drink this soup and made it specially today."
Yao Yao took a stack of bowls and filled them with soup. Regardless of whether it was hot to his hands, he brought them to everyone one by one. He smiled cutely and said, "I served these with my own hands. You have to drink them all."
After saying that, she looked deeply at Han Changmu.
Han Changmu raised his lips and smiled lightly, lowered his head and sipped the soup in small sips.
Well, the soup with medicine is indeed very fragrant.
When the big pot of mutton soup reached the bottom, everyone seemed to be drunk, lying on the table and falling asleep.
The garrison on duty outside also drank soup, which was all served from the same pot, and had already sat in the corner and slept in darkness.
The night was thick and it was very quiet everywhere. The snow on the ground and on the eaves had not yet melted, and a thin layer of ice had already formed.
A figure flew over quickly from a distance, always sticking to the wall. His footsteps were very light, and he stepped on the thin ice, making a very slight creaking sound.
The man stopped for a moment outside the garrison, thought for a moment, and dragged the sleeping garrison into the warm door of the garrison to avoid freezing to death.
After settling down the garrison, he walked into the garrison, looked at the sleeping people lying on the food table, and sighed quietly.
He hesitated for a moment.
If you take this step, you will be doomed.
He thought of the person who came to see him today and the longevity lock he saw, and his heart hurt.
With a sudden change of heart, he walked to Xu Xiangli's side and reached out to touch the key at his waist.
Then he took the key and walked to the basement.
He had stayed at the Fifth Beacon for many years, and he had already figured out the overt and covert conditions in the fort. There was no safer place for a living person to be locked up in the Fifth Beacon than the underground warehouse.
He walked into the depths of the underground warehouse step by step and searched every room carefully, but found nothing.
He was not discouraged, nor was he impatient. He just stood there and thought for a moment, then reached out and tapped on the wall for a while, and finally opened a hidden darkroom. This darkroom was where Han Changmu interrogated those people. A place where disciples of the Four Saints Sect came to poison.
It was pitch dark in the darkroom, and he couldn't see his fingers. He lit a weak candle and walked slowly in.
