Watching Yao Yao go out, Han Changmu turned to Leng Linjiang and said, "Yun Gui, I have something to say to him in private. It's not convenient for A Yao to hear it. I'd like to trouble Yun Gui to go out and stop her." He paused: "It takes just one stick of incense."
Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment, turned around and glanced at the shop owner quickly and suspiciously, nodded and said, "Okay, hurry up."
Han Changmu nodded: "Go ahead and don't let her see it."
Leng Linjiang stopped for a moment, this was a bit difficult.
Han Changmu raised his eyelids and glanced at Xie Mengxia.
Xie Mengxia raised his eyebrows knowingly: "I'm going too, I'm afraid my cousin won't be able to stop him alone."
In an instant, only Han Changmu and the shop owner were left in the warehouse.
The shop owner felt that he had poured everything out and there was nothing left to admit, but looking at Han Changmu's expression, he felt more and more evil.
It was obviously a cold winter day, and there was no fire in the barn. It was extremely cold, but the sweat on his body never stopped, and the hairs stood on end.
He carefully looked at Han Changmu's expression and saw that his eyes were light and indifferent, and he could not see any emotion falling on him. His throat tightened and he said with difficulty: "I, I really have said everything."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked: "Of the five sons and one daughter born to Prince Huaizhang, is it true that only your young master is left?"
The shop owner was stunned. He didn't understand why Han Changmu asked this. He really knew nothing about the matter and had nothing to hide. He nodded: "As far as I know, it is indeed the case. Prince Huaizhang's youngest daughter He was too young at the time, but he was just born, so he died before he could be rescued."
Han Changmu knew that he could not ask any more questions. Even if there was really something inside that year, only a few close confidants knew about it. He changed the question: "Since you claimed to be Prince Huaizhang's guard back then, what about you?" Is there any mark?"
The shop owner frowned blankly: "No, in order to hide our identities, we guards will not leave any marks on our bodies."
Han Changmu concealed his surprise and asked: "So, what kind of people in Prince Huaizhang's residence will have marks on their bodies."
The shop owner became even more confused: "When I served the young master, there was a mark on the young master's ankle."
Han Changmu's face was full of shock. He heard a completely different statement from Zhou Wuhen from the shop owner. His mind was turbulent, and his face suddenly turned pale.
It was awkwardly quiet in the basement.
However, this embarrassment did not last long. As the stone door creaked softly, Yao Yao walked in with a pen and paper and placed it on the desk.
Han Changmu had regained his composure and indifference, and raised his chin towards the shop owner: "You tell me, and I'll paint."
As the shop owner described it, he watched Han Changmu write. He became very curious about this life.
As he spoke, he felt something was wrong. His eyes glanced at Yao Yao inadvertently, and he suddenly froze, as if he had seen a ghost.
He didn't look at the girl carefully just now, but now he was describing the young master's appearance while looking at the girl. The familiar feeling of déjà vu actually grabbed his mind. He trembled his lips and couldn't speak anymore.
Han Changmu lowered his eyelids and looked at the man's face on the paper. He sighed in his heart, covered his eyes with his hands calmly, turned to Yao Yao and said, "Go find Helian and see. We’ll leave for Dunhuang tomorrow, we’ll have enough supplies.”
Yao Yao didn't do what he thought, so he turned around and retreated.
When the warehouse became empty, Han Changmu slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the owner coldly: "Do you think your young master's eyes are very similar to hers?"
The shop owner was stunned for a long time before nodding: "Yes, I have never seen eyes that look like this."
Han Changmu had never met Prince Huaizhang himself, so he asked lightly: "In your opinion, do your young master and Prince Huaizhang look alike?"
The shop owner frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then shook his head: "It's not very similar."
Han Changmu continued to ask: "Do you know the young master's biological mother?"
The shop owner even shook his head: "I am just the young master's personal guard. I don't know anything about the inner house."
There was an answer ready to come out in his heart, and Han Changmu asked eagerly: "How old is the age difference between Prince Huaizhang's young daughter and the young master?"
The shopkeeper said: "Two years old."
Han Changmu thought about it again and again, and finally said: "If everything goes well, we will set off for Dunhuang tomorrow."
The shop owner nodded politely and said, "Yes, I just have to follow the master's orders."
After saying this, Han Changmu neatly folded the portraits and put them away close to his body. Instead of continuing to interrogate Li Sheng in one go, he ordered everyone to prepare their bags and set off as soon as possible.
In his opinion, Li Sheng should be an extremely important figure in the Four Saints Sect. He is obviously much more difficult to deal with than the shop owner. He could get Li Sheng to confess in a short time. His plan was to bring this person into Chang'an. He had plenty of time to slowly interrogate him. If he used it properly, he might even become a living target to lure the snake out of his hole.
When he heard that Han Changmu and his party were leaving Wufeng, Xu Xiangli calmly let out a long sigh of relief, feeling like he was sending off the god of plague.
He couldn't afford to offend any of these people, and he had to support them all as if they were his ancestors.
He was careful these days, lest he say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing. If the King of Han was snatched away by a wolf again, he would really not survive.
Because he could finally see these people off, he felt relaxed and cheerful, and generously helped them prepare things for the road.
Leng Linjiang and Xie Mengxia were very curious about what Han Changmu asked the shop owner, and what this matter had to do with Yao Yao to avoid Yao Yao.
But after Han Changmu left the dicang, he didn't mention anything about Cai Cai, and just repeatedly ordered him to prepare to leave for Dunhuang.
The two of them never found a chance to ask more questions. They felt like they had a rat in their hearts, scratching their hearts and making them extremely uncomfortable.
The next day dawned, the sun was very bright, and the weather was fine.
Xu Xiangli secretly stuffed Yao Yao with a pendant bag, which was heavy in hand. He lowered his voice and chuckled: "Sister A Yao, my brother is not rich. You can use this little money on the road, so don't succumb to yourself."
Yao Yao was extremely grateful and thanked her. She thought about it, took out a prescription, stuffed it into Xu Xiangli's hand, and lowered her voice and said: "Brother, my sister has always been very poor. This prescription is the medicine for knife wounds of the Bei Ya Forbidden Army." , Brother, keep it for your own use, and don’t spread it to anyone else.”
Xu Xiangli nodded repeatedly, his expression already a little sad.
The Fifth Feng was thousands of miles away from the city of Chang'an. Many people had never left Hexi or entered Chang'an in their lives. He thought that maybe after this separation, they would never meet again.
He patted Yao Yao hard on the shoulder, forced a smile and said: "Sister, when I get promoted, I will go to Chang'an City to see you."
Yao Yao pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for my brother in Chang'an."
The group of people got on their horses, whipped their horses and rode away.
Several high-speed vehicles rolled over the gravel behind them and followed quickly.
Yao Yao and Gu Chen were still at the end, tensing up and looking around.
Xie Mengxia really couldn't ride a horse. It was fun and carefree to gallop, but the cold wind cut his face like a knife, which hurt. In the end, he chose to huddle in the high car and wander to Dunhuang.
Leng Linjiang finally found an opportunity. He rode up to catch up with Han Changmu and asked without thinking: "Jiu Chao, what did you ask the shop owner? You should avoid A Yao."
Han Changmu turned his head and looked at Leng Linjiang. He was silent for a long time and then said, "Yun Gui, do you know the origin of A Yao."
Leng Linjiang was stunned, and turned to look at the man deep in the yellow sand in the sky. He turned back, frowned and asked: "Jiu Chao, what do you mean by asking? Do you suspect A Yao and those thieves?" Are we related?" He shook his head firmly: "No way, A Yao and I have known each other for many years, there is no way she would do such a thing."
Han Changmu smiled faintly and coaxed Leng Linjiang with half truth and half lies: "Yun Gui, what are you thinking? I'm not doubting A Yao, I am." He hesitated and continued: "I offended her before. , I want to find a chance to make up for it."
Leng Linjiang was even more stunned. The dignified Crown Prince of Han would actually lie down to someone from Jingzhao Mansion who joined the army.
This thing sounds weird.
He smiled mysteriously and whispered: "Jiu Chao, if you don't tell me the truth, I won't tell you."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and told everything about what happened before. Even the fact that he spent a lot of money to buy Qing Qian, he didn't hide it at all.
After finishing speaking, he sighed: "You understand."
"I understand, I understand." Leng Linjiang nodded with a joking smile: "Jiuzhao, I didn't expect you to have this day."
He pursed his lips and said with a serious face: "A Yao must be a girl from a certain family who was convicted of a crime. She was taken into Yeting as a slave since she was born. I have also checked her origin for a long time, but there is no conclusive origin. I guess it is When she entered Ye Ting, there were too many people and it was too chaotic, so some of the servants may have missed the mark."
Han Changmu nodded and motioned for Leng Linjiang to continue.
Leng Linjiang held the water bag and drank several sips, and said with a smile: "If A Yao wasn't so powerful, this girl would never have had a chance to come out after entering Ye Ting. Oh, she didn't, she just entered Bei. The Yamen Imperial Army finally managed to survive until he left the palace and became a member of the Jingzhao Mansion."
"Then when did you meet?" Han Changmu asked.
Leng Linjiang smiled: "When Ah Yao first joined the Bei Ya Forbidden Army, she was only eight or nine years old at that time, but she was so powerful. She was like a hedgehog, untouchable and untouchable."
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes, never expecting that Leng Linjiang and Yao Yao had such a deep connection.
He asked again: "Then, how did A Yao become a member of the Imperial Army?"
Leng Linjiang showed a hint of sadness: "That winter, it snowed heavily. I don't know what mistake A Yao made. She knelt in the Imperial Guard for three days. When I went to find her, the snow buried her. She lived there, and later I heard that she was expelled from the Forbidden Army."
