Han Changmu took a breath slowly. Fortunately, he stepped back in advance when he asked. Otherwise, if Huo Hanshan slapped him like this, he would not be able to hang around in Chang'an City even if he could still walk out of the Prison of the Internal Security Department.
Huo Hanshan was probably maimed, so Han Changmu stopped Huo Shiqi and asked with a livid face: "Did anyone know that you went to the West Market to buy paintings that day?"
Huo Hanshan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on: "Yes, the boy next to me and the coachman in the house all know."
Han Changmu rubbed his eyebrows.
This whole thing seemed like a chance encounter, but in fact Wang Zhong had already planned the outcome and was waiting for Huo Hanshan to get involved. Unfortunately, such a simple and crude method worked.
He was silent: "Is that store in the West Market where you often go?"
Huo Hanshan shook his head: "No, it was the first time I went there. The boy next to me told me that it was
The shop in the West Market had a painting of a lady from the previous dynasty, and I became interested. "He had an unlucky look on his face. He originally went there for the portrait of a lady, but he was tricked by the godson of a eunuch.
Han Changmu looked at Huo Shiqi: "Is the boy next to Huo Hanshan still there?"
This was the first time Huo Shiqi heard these things about Huo Hanshan. He looked strange: "After this boy's accident, the boy never came back. I also reported a missing person to Jingzhao Mansion, but his name was never found. whereabouts."
Huo Hanshan's eyes suddenly widened with a look of astonishment on his face, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "What, no, it's gone!!"
That was the boy who had been with him for more than ten years. If he said he was gone, he would be gone! !
Han Changmu did not show any surprise. Since others had fallen into the trap, he would have carefully considered the aftermath. He didn't even need to go to the West Market to think that the shop selling ancient paintings from the previous dynasty and the Xuanfu Restaurant had already The building was empty, and the only thing left was the inn that proved that Huo Hanshan had caused the disaster.
After the incident, Emperor Yong'an used thunderous means to send Huo Hanshan to the Department of Internal Security, and no one was allowed to visit and interrogate him. This was not to suppress the matter deliberately, but the truth of the matter was not important. What was important was how not to expose the matter. If this matter spreads, how to minimize the impact, the most important thing is how to appease the Tibetan mission.
As for the truth, what can be revealed may not be the truth, and the ultimate profiteer may not be the person behind the scenes.
Emperor Yong'an was well versed in the ways of an emperor. In his eyes, He Qing Haiyan would not torment the courtiers, the people, or neighboring countries.
As long as everything does not touch the bottom line of the stability of his imperial power and the dignity of the emperor, he will not bother, nor will he bother to pursue the truth. What he wants is never the painful truth, but the painful truth. All parties are in a calm balance, all people and things are just right, and no one is allowed to disturb this balance.
Emperor Yong'an was furious when he learned that Huo Hanshan had done such a scandal. The reason for his anger was that regardless of whether Huo Hanshan was passive or active, this man's stupidity broke the balance he had worked so hard to maintain.
Han Changmu knew very well that the saint handed this case to him not to ask him to clear Huo Hanshan's innocence, but to find out who broke the balance and what the purpose was.
As for Huo Hanshan, the fact that he can be used to cause such a big disaster shows that he is stupid. If you are stupid, you should behave and avoid getting into trouble in the future. This incident is a wake-up call for him, and he should be warned at any time to avoid being stupid in the future.
After asking what he wanted to ask, Han Changmu ordered someone to send Huo Hanshan back to prison.
Seeing this, Huo Shiqi hurriedly caught up with two food boxes and said eagerly: "Young Envoy Han, Young Envoy Han, these two boxes of food are made by my family. Here, here."
"Sir, can you guarantee that this food is not poisonous?" Before Huo Shiqi could finish speaking, Han Changmu stopped him, with a business-like look on his face that really didn't deserve a beating.
Huo Shiqi choked and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared at Huo Hanshan's reluctant back and tugged at the corner of his mouth with bitterness and hatred.
Who would have nothing to do to poison his stupid son, so he would set a trap to let this idiot take the shit out of him.
After seeing off Huo Shiqi, Han Changmu looked up at the dark sky. It was winter and it got dark early. Although it was dark outside, there was still a moment before the curfew. He suddenly turned around and asked He Zhenfu: "Who is from Jingzhao Mansion?" Hasn’t anyone arrived yet?”
He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment and shook his head quickly: "Not yet."
Han Changmu pursed his lips tightly, forming a straight line.
The saint's decree was issued early this morning, and Jingzhao Mansion must have received it, but there has been no movement at all for the whole day.
What is Liu Fuyin's idea? Is it because there is no one to send, or is it that people who have been sent refuse to listen?
Han Changmu tapped his fingers on the desk, his face gradually darkened, and his eyes had a cold light.
He Zhenfu glanced at Han Changmu and felt chilled all over. He pressed his empty belly with one hand and fiddled with the charcoal basin to make the fire burn brighter.
Seeing the young envoy's appearance, he didn't intend to let them go to the Yamen for dinner.
The Young Envoy is not too tired, like a spinning top, wishing he could spin around for twelve hours doing errands, but they are all mortals, so they will be exhausted to death.
At this moment, a hidden stake from the Internal Security Department hurriedly walked in and saluted: "My lord, she is out."
Han Changmu looked stern, stood up in a hurry, changed into his night clothes and walked out.
On a starless and moonless night, it was already dark even before midnight.
A graceful figure took advantage of the last moment before the curfew and walked into the gate of Pingkangfang unhurriedly.
When she passed the notice board in front of the square gate, she looked back and saw two people hiding in the dark night entering Pingkang Square like her.
She sighed, smoothed down her sleeves, pretending that she was stupid and didn't know anything, and walked straight to the direction of the small shop.
The shop owner at the entrance of the square looked at each other in surprise. They originally thought that this woman came to Pingkang Square to fight with others, but unexpectedly, this woman didn't even care about the strange looks from people coming and going, and went straight to the waiter. Went to the hotel.
One of them lowered his voice and said: "In today's world, is it so blatant for a big girl to come to visit a small shop? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get married?"
And another person snorted: "You've already come to visit the hustle and bustle, are you still in a hurry to get married? It's a blind marriage. Who knows whether the person you marry is a human or a ghost. If it's uglier than the one in the hustle and bustle, you still don't know. If you love someone, there is no place to cry."
The girl in the night paused and looked back at Fang Ding thoughtfully.
Such a transparent person is so appetizing.
The girl continued to walk forward and entered the waiter's house without squinting.
The two people behind him stood at the door of the small restaurant, looking up at the red lantern hanging high. The red light was bright and dazzling, as if they were mocking them for not having the guts to go in.
One of them said to the other: "Go and guard the back door."
The man bowed and said, "Yes."
The gate of the square creaked shut, and the night was getting darker, but Pingkang Square was bustling with people coming and going, and it was very lively.
This street is full of flower buildings, with row upon row of red lanterns, swaying in the night wind, the coquettish red light swaying, and the gentle and affectionate flow out.
The man guarding the front door was too embarrassed to stand at the front entrance of the small restaurant, so he could only hide under the shadow of the nearby trees, staring at the people coming in and out with a good look.
His appearance was already good. The shadows of the trees fell on his face, which made his eyebrows more picturesque. His face was like jade, and he carried a pair of beautiful skins that would make the country and the city admire him.
And the way he stood under the tree, in the eyes of others, looked like someone who was desperate and wanted to join the waiter's tavern, but he was really embarrassed.
He noticed a few probing eyes falling on him. They were so inquisitive and had other meanings that they felt like they were going to make a few bloody holes in his body. He quickly lowered his eyes to hide them. Living in embarrassment.
It was so embarrassing, he had never been so embarrassed in his life.
The night was already extremely deep, and there were fewer people walking around in the square. Most people took a rest in the flower building.
He raised his eyes and looked at the gold plaque. The shining golden words were really eye-catching.
Seeing that the crowd at the door was gradually sparse, it seemed that he could not wait for the man to come out. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the waiter's restaurant.
As soon as he walked in, the owner of the hotel came up to him with a smile and introduced him enthusiastically: "This young master looks very strange. It is the first time he comes to our hotel. What kind of young master does he like? Is it easy for a villain to follow the young master?" Introduce one or two.”
He waved his hand and looked around in the spacious hall. There were not many people left in the hall. Most of them were resting in the private room upstairs. He didn't see the person he was looking for, and looked cold. Bo: "I'm here to find someone."
The owner was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stopped the man who was about to go upstairs. He said with a smile: "Who are you looking for? I will help you find him."
He paused, then realized that by knocking on the door like this, he not only exposed himself, but also didn't get what he wanted.
So stupid, he has never been so stupid in his life.
He glanced at the door illuminated by the bright candlelight, turned around and walked downstairs, hurried out, looking like he was running away and took a breath.
Not long after he walked out of the tavern, most of the lights in the hall of the tavern were extinguished, leaving only a dull dim light. Then the waiter stepped on the door, glanced at the people under the shadow of the tree, sighed and shook his head. .
Another person guarding the back door also ran back and bowed under the shadow of the tree: "Sir, the back door is also closed. I have asked about it. This small restaurant only has two doors, front and back, but the man has been Never came out."
The person under the shadow of the tree said solemnly: "It's the same here. She never showed up. She should still be in the waiter's tavern."
He was puzzled. There were so many things going on in the capital at the moment, and everything was complicated. He didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at her. How could she come to the tavern when she was so good, and why she came.
