Wu Zuo examined the body in the middle of the night and sent it over just after he finished writing the official document for the examination. He did not dare to delay for a moment. He was afraid that Han Changmu would blame himself and others for not being diligent enough, so he explained uneasily: "My lord, when I left Sese Building in a humble position, It was already late at night, and the mud was getting firmer and harder as it froze, making it impossible to dig, so Mr. He Qi ordered the people to stop."
Han Changmu nodded, gave Wu Zuo a plain encouragement, and asked Wu Zuo to go down to rest first, rubbing his brows and thinking hard.
He resisted the idea of exploring Sese Tower all night long. He knew very well that he couldn't do anything arbitrarily to avoid disturbing the situation.
He leaned forward and asked Yao Yao: "As you said, even if Gu Dalang recovers from his fever and wakes up, he may not be able to explain clearly what happened in Sese Tower that day."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment: "Yes."
Han Changmu tapped his finger on the desk: "But now besides Gu Dalang, we still have two lines to pursue. One is the Sogdian, and the other is the servant of Yeting."
Yao Yao raised her eyebrows and smiled sinisterly: "Your Majesty, what you mean is that as long as we find any line, we can peel off the threads and follow the clues." She made a vicious pinching motion, raised her eyebrows and smiled, no matter how you look at it He said with malicious intent: "The Internal Security Department has a large number of people, so it's up to you, sir, to find people."
"Uh," Han Changmu hesitated for a moment, then frowned and said, "Why do you call the Internal Security Department like a bandit den?"
"Uh, it's obviously the Palace of the King of Hell." Yao Yao raised his eyebrows and blurted out. After saying this, he regretted it. He just wanted to say it happily, but he didn't expect that he might offend the cold-faced Yama.
Unexpectedly, Han Changmu looked as usual, with a smile on his face, but his voice was low: "What did you say?"
Yao Yao shivered inexplicably, and quickly covered his mouth and yawned. His eyes turned red instantly, and he pretended to be sleepy to death: "Sir, can you let go of your humble job? If you continue like this, your humble job will be overworked." died."
Han Changmu didn't understand what death from overwork meant, but he could tell that it wasn't a good word. He nodded solemnly with a sullen face: "Go ahead."
Mrs. Liu had already packed up the wing next to the study and asked Yao Yao to stay temporarily. Yao Yao exchanged shares in the room and nodded slightly. As expected, even the toilet in this Prince's Mansion is made of gold. It is better than the public housing in Jingzhao Mansion. Much more.
She fell on the bed like a gust of wind. She didn't have a wide coat, so she rolled over and wrapped the brocade quilt around her body.
The lights in the study were bright. Han Changmu had finished washing. He was wearing middle coat and a half-worn thick indigo jacket. He lowered his head and wrote quickly at his desk. He wrote a few strokes with a pen, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and then continued writing.
The stack of books in front of him was extremely high, crumbling and almost falling to the ground. A closer look revealed that these books were all about various formations, and there was a pile of thin paper in his hand, all filled with words and some scribbles. The painting is very messy and makes people dizzy.
Not long after, Han Changmu had several pieces of small letter paper one finger wide in his hand. He picked it up and baked it carefully in the candlelight. The words on the letter paper disappeared immediately.
He carefully rolled it up, stuffed the letters into wax pills of different colors, held the candle and carefully burned the seams, sealed the wax pills, and stamped them with a strange-shaped paint wax seal.
Mrs. Liu settled Yao Yao, and when she pushed the door open, she saw Han Changmu looking like he was going to burn himself to death.
She stepped forward with a wry smile, lit an extra lamp and placed it on the desk, and advised earnestly: "Your Majesty, Yao Canjun and the other three have settled down. Your Majesty, please rest early."
Han Changmu raised his head, responded with a smile, and asked, "How honest are Qingqian these days?"
Mrs. Liu nodded and said, "Miss Qing Qian stays at home all day long, and she doesn't get close to anyone in the house."
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes: "Keep an eye on her, don't let her go out of the second door, let alone enter the study and the yard next to it."
Madam Liu looked serious: "Yes, my maid will be careful." After saying that, she wanted to persuade Han Changmu to rest early, but Jin Yu pushed open the door and walked in, bowing and saying: "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged."
Mrs. Liu knew that these next words were not what she should hear. She bowed and bowed, slowly retreated and stayed in the corridor.
Han Changmu handed several sealed wax pills of different colors to Jin Yu. He tapped the desk with his fingers as usual and whispered: "For the yellow one, send it back to the palace quickly, for the green one, send it to Tubo, and for the red one, send it to Tubo." Send it to Xingxingxia, and send the blue one to Luntai."
Jin Yuying claimed that it was, turned over his hand and put the wax pill into his arms.
Han Changmu asked again: "Is there any news about Meng Suigai?"
Jin Yu hurriedly handed the letter he had just received in the evening to Han Changmu, and whispered: "There is news. His Highness the King of Han and others have already set off. They will arrive in Liangzhou tomorrow."
Han Changmu lowered his head and read the letter carefully from beginning to end, and chuckled: "Yun Gui looks gentle, but his methods are very vigorous and resolute. He uprooted the Four Saints Sect entrenched in Longyou Road so quickly. Hey, Wang Cong also set off with the King of Han?" His two fingers slowly rubbed his sleeves, and the moiré stitching on the cuffs was so fine that his fingertips were numb.
Jin Yu just listened quietly and didn't say much.
Han Changmu's eyes flashed, he picked up the pen and wrote another note, put it into the wax ball, placed it on the candlelight and sealed it, then stamped the seal with fire paint and wax, dried it and handed it to Jin Yu, solemnly The thing said: "Pass this quick horse to Meng Suigai."
Jin Yu nodded solemnly.
After arranging these things, Han Changmu rubbed his eyebrows and continued to ask: "How many secret guards are available?"
Jin Yu reacted very quickly and said: "There are still twenty-three people available."
Han Changmu nodded and ordered in a deep voice: "Spread them all out. Some of them are staring at Buzheng, Chonghua, Liquan, Puning and Jinggong, and the other part is staring at Yeting." After saying that, he took off a sign and handed it to him. Got gold and jade.
The five squares he was talking about were the gathering places for the barbarians in Chang'an City. Naturally, most of the Sogdians lived here. Once there was any movement, it could not be hidden from the eyes of the secret guards. As for Ye Ting, he never thought of using it at all. The personnel of the Internal Security Department went to investigate. After all, he had just taken over the Internal Security Department not long ago. Not all the internal guards were his people, and not all of them were loyal to him. He could not guarantee that these people would completely obey his orders and be tight-lipped. .
Jin Yu looked at Han Changmu with a stern expression, and said thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, if the secret guards are all out, our mansion will..." He stopped talking.
Han Changmu waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, just go and do it." He naturally knew that there were many enemies around him now, but if something happened to him in Chang'an City, under the nose of the saint, he would be slapped in the face of the saint, which would be very cold. In the hearts of many soldiers in Jiannan Road, the saint would never allow such a thing to happen.
After working exhaustively for half the night, Han Changmu finally showed a sleepy look on his face, took off his half-old thick coat, and lay down on the couch behind the screen to rest.
His whole body relaxed, he closed his eyes, and murmured to himself: "Tomorrow, it's time to deal with the Tibetan envoys."
Jin Yu turned off a few lights outside, glanced at the figure behind the screen distressedly, and quietly stepped out.
There was nothing to say all night. When he woke up the next morning, Han Changmu tidied up and walked out of the study. He saw Yao Yao under the tree at a glance.
The morning sun was clear, leaking through the gaps in the branches that had lost all their leaves, and falling brightly around Yao Yao.
Her expression was cold and stubborn, and she didn't feel tired at all after being busy in the middle of the night. Her hair was tied in a bun at the top of her hair, fixed with only a plain silver hairpin. Her moon-white dress was a bit cold, and she looked energetic. Energetic and full of energy.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows.
Yao Yao heard the commotion and hurriedly saluted Han Changmu, smiling brightly and saying: "Good morning, sir."
Han Changmu smiled: "It's early for Yao to join the army."
Yao Yao said: "My lord, we have to go to Sese Tower today."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Today I will go to the Sifang Pavilion to meet with the Tibetan envoys. You can keep an eye on them at Sese Tower."
Yao Yao finally remembered that there was a group of Tubo people in the Sifang Pavilion. Only if the Tubo people did not pursue the matter of Huo Hanshan and Princess Rong could Huo Hanshan be fished out of the Internal Security Department safely.
She had never had any dealings with the Tibetan people, and all she knew was what was recorded in books. She considered it and asked, "Sir, are the Tibetan people easy to deal with?"
Han Changmu rarely saw Yao Yao looking so cautious. It seemed that he was really concerned about Huo Hanshan's affairs, and he suddenly smiled: "If it was easy to kill, how could it be delayed for more than a month? ."
Yao Yao's face then darkened, yes, if it was easy to get rid of, why would the saint keep shelving the matter and urgently summoned Han Changmu back to deal with it.
Seeing that Yao Yao was silent, Han Changmu continued with a calm expression: "However, since Huo Hanshan has an injustice, there is room for maneuver. I will deal with the Tubo people. You have to keep a close eye on Sesellou."
Yao Yao saluted respectfully: "Yes, I understand."
The Honglu Temple Government Office is located on the west side of Zhuque Gate, and the Sifang Pavilion is on the east side of the Honglu Temple Government Office.
Chen Xian waited hard for Han Changmu for more than half a month, and finally got him back to the capital, and also waited for the saint's decree. However, the decree came out for two days, and Han Changmu didn't show up. He finally couldn't hold it in anymore, and he was so anxious. Rushed to the Department of Internal Health.
In the main hall of the Department of Internal Security, Chen Xian bumped into Han Changmu, who had just finished handling business and walked out in a hurry. He hurriedly saluted and said eagerly: "Oh, Major Ambassador Han, you can really keep your composure, Tubo People are almost demolishing the Sifang Pavilion.”
Han Changmu was planning to go find Chen Xian, but he didn't expect him to come to his door. He quickly smiled apologetically: "Chen Shaoqing, there are too many cases on hand these days. I just finished handling them yesterday. I am... I’m looking for Mr. Chen.”
Chen Xian breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Han Changmu and walked out: "I have prepared the apology gifts. They are all heavy gifts. Come on, let's go. Major Ambassador Han and I will go over the details together. We will go to see the Tibetan envoys today."
