Yao Yao smiled bitterly: "She suffered a lot. When I met her, she had chicken skin and white hair, and she was as old as a candle in the wind. But if the fragrance in the adult's mouth is really her master, now she has only Around forty, then she definitely shouldn't be so old."
Han Changmu remained silent.
More than ten years have passed since the incident, and it is not easy to find out whether it is true or not.
Taking advantage of Han Changmu's distraction, Yao Yao secretly drank another cup of plum blossom wine, shaking the empty cup and clicking his tongue with unfinished thoughts. How could this wine be so fragrant?
Han Changmu noticed something, reached for the wine bottle and shook it, frowning with disgust: "You've finished drinking it!"
Yao Yao tilted his shoulders and denied it categorically and righteously: "It's not me, I didn't, I only took a sip!!"
Han Changmu snorted softly: "Drink it, I won't let you spit it out."
Yao Yao opened his mouth slightly, haha, this joke is so cold.
She ate a piece of mutton and said with a smile, "Sir, is Fuxiang's skill good?"
Han Changmu shook his head: "I have never fought against her."
Yao Yao held the bamboo chopsticks, tilted his head and said with concentration: "It is scandalous for Princess Rong to be pregnant before marriage. It is reasonable for Prince An to conceal it. What is strange about this humble position is why Prince An didn't give Princess Rong a dose of medicine." Instead, we have to find someone to do everything possible to cover up the pulse. You must know that the pulse can be covered up, but the belly cannot be covered up. When the month is older, even a fool will know what happened to Princess Rong."
Han Changmu nodded, intending to test Yao Yao: "Then what do you want to do?"
Yao Yao felt that Han Changmu dug a hole for her calmly, but when she looked up, she didn't see anything wrong on his face. She just dug a hole for King An with a dull face: "Wang An wants to hide it." , let’s not tell this matter, he wants to give birth to Princess Rong, so let’s help him find a stable wife.”
Han Changmu frowned: "Are you digging a hole for King An?"
Yao Yao opened his apricot eyes wide, flashing innocent eyes, and waved his hands righteously: "How could it be possible? I am so kind, I am obviously helping him."
Han Changmu gave a long snort, his expression full of disdain and sarcasm, but he thought about it seriously in his heart.
The evening meal had just been half used when He Zhenfu entered the house as he closed the door. Seeing the mutton pot on the food table, he took a deep breath and his eyes were shining with green light.
The mutton in this season is the most delicious, but it is also the most expensive. His salary cannot afford it.
Han Changmu couldn't see He Zhenfu's appearance. He knocked on the table with bamboo chopsticks and said, "You came here without using Mu Shi?"
He Zhenfu swallowed back the burps that were mixed with the smell of pork buns, and nodded quickly: "Yes, I found something in my humble position, so I came here quickly thinking that the Lord was worried."
Han Changmu glanced at He Zhenfu lightly and said expressionlessly: "Tell me, what have you found?"
He Zhenfu was stunned. Does it matter what he found out? The important thing is to let him eat first and then talk about it later.
He Zhenfu looked at the steaming pot of mutton and thought to himself, Yao Yao has such a good appetite, this pot might not be enough for her, and by the time he finished his reply, not even the mutton dregs would be left.
Han Changmu waited for a while, and when he saw that He Zhenfu remained silent, he raised his voice and hummed.
He Zhenfu shuddered, regained consciousness, and glanced at the mutton pot reluctantly: "I found out that Song Huaide suffered from severe hair loss ten days before his death. He was weak and bedridden. He asked famous doctors in the city to give him medicine, but it didn't help. Song Ying cursed in the house all day long, saying that Song Huaide did not cultivate his personal morality and indulged in excessive sex. On the day of Song Huaide's accident, he suddenly felt refreshed and could get up. Then he went to Pingkangfang to drink and have fun. In the month of his accident, Song Ying met with King An. He was not familiar with King An and rarely met him. However, in the month of Song Huaide's accident, he and King An met four times, each time. It's in the Jiaofang." He paused, then glanced at the increasingly sparse mutton slices on the plate, swallowed his saliva and said, "I found out that the eldest son of Tiejiang Li's family in Xuanpingfang disappeared seven days ago and has never returned. The case was reported to Wannian County Magistrate, but there was no result. Li Dalang is over 20 years old and has natural supernatural powers, so he meets the conditions for raising voodoo insects. I have already arranged for someone to search for him."
After saying that, he looked at the mutton pot reluctantly.
Yao Yao had already noticed He Zhenfu's gaze. She pretended not to know, and defiantly put the remaining mutton on the plate into the pot. The aroma of the mutton became even stronger. She slowly cooked the meat, dipped it in the sauce, and ate it in one bite. , and finally burped with satisfaction.
He Zhenfu was in despair. What kind of person is he eating alone? Thinking this way, a look of sadness appeared on his face. He didn't even notice what Han Changmu said to him, but subconsciously responded: "Yes." , I’m familiar with them in my humble job, so I’ll do it now.”
As soon as he said this, Han Changmu and Yao Yao both looked at him in surprise, with strange expressions on their faces.
Yao Yao opened his mouth slightly, loosened his grip, and dropped the bamboo chopsticks to the ground.
He Zhenfu suddenly felt something ominous. He looked at the two of them and felt guilty: "What, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Yao Yao picked up the bamboo chopsticks and wiped them, then asked casually: "It seems that Mr. He is a frequent visitor to the workshop."
He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment, and said with a tongue-tied mouth: "Ah, no, that, I don't have that." Finally he said dejectedly: "What did you say just now?"
Han Changmu smiled and said: "I asked you to find out that when Song Huaide and King An met, they asked those flower girls to wait on them. To do it secretly, it is best to dress up as ordinary pleasure seekers, so as not to alert the Jiaofang envoys. ."
He Zhenfu was extremely embarrassed, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he huffed in embarrassment: "I'll take note of my humble position."
Han Changmu smiled meaningfully and shouted outside: "Sister-in-law Liu, bring another mutton pot."
He Zhenfu was overjoyed and rubbed his hands secretly, feeling that he had something to eat now.
Han Changmu glanced at He Zhenfu and saw that he was standing blankly with no intention of leaving, so he asked unconsciously: "Is there anything else going on with Mr. He?"
He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment and said: "Ah, no, oh, no."
Han Changmu smiled very gently: "If nothing happens, Mr. He, please go back early. It's getting late, and Mr. He will still be busy tomorrow."
He Zhenfu never expected that Han Changmu would say this. He pointed at the food table and then at the tip of his nose. He turned his head and saw Yao Yao holding back his laughter and his cheeks twitching. He immediately understood that leaving was not staying. No, I was so embarrassed that I just wanted to find a place to get in.
Yao Yao burst into laughter and said with a smile: "Mr. He, please sit down quickly. Your Excellency has already eaten. The mutton pot is just for you."
Han Changmu also smiled and nodded on the bed: "Sit down and talk while eating."
Not long after, the mutton pot was put on the food table, and Han Changmu also gave a brief summary of what he found in Prince An's Mansion today, and said: "What is certain now is that Song Huaide died of witchcraft. Before Song Huaide's death, Prince An and Song Ying meets frequently, and Princess Rong's pregnancy is also very strange." He dipped some tea, wrote a few names on the food table, and drew a few lines to connect them: "This is the first time that the head of the Yuan clan has noticed a witchcraft. It was near Pingkangfang, the second time was in Jinggongfang, and the witchcraft formation was found in Qinglong Temple, Song Huaide died in Fenghe Garden in Pingkangfang, and the place where Song Ying and King An met was in Jiaofang."
Without waiting for Han Changmu to say anything, Yao Yao took the map, measured it with his hand as a ruler for a long time, clicked on one of the points and said: "Sir, according to the direction, Pingkangfang is in line with the formation found in Sese Tower. The positions of the formation eyes in Pingkangfang coincide with those of the small formation in Pingkangfang."
Han Changmu and He Zhenfu hurriedly looked over and breathed a sigh of relief.
After working for so long, I finally discovered a few clear locations and doubtful points, and finally had a sense of clarity that cleared the clouds and revealed the blue sky.
Han Changmu glanced at Yao Yao appreciatively, tapped the map with his fingers, and said cautiously: "Since these places are very important, someone must be watching secretly. It is not convenient for me and Yao Yao to investigate clearly. He Zhenfu, you Arrange the hidden stakes in Pingkangfang to keep an eye on all the people in the flower buildings and strangers, so as not to alert the snakes, and then arrange a few people who have never been in the Internal Security Department to secretly visit the people in the flower buildings, Qinglong Temple, Prince An's Mansion, and Song Mansion. Because there is no clear evidence that these people are using magic, we can only conduct secret visits in private, and we must not alert them." He clicked on Prince An's Mansion and Qinglong Temple: "Go and check Prince An's Mansion and Qinglong Temple. The relationship with Qinglong Temple.”
After saying a series of instructions, Han Changmu took a deep breath. He knew very well. It seemed that the clouds had been cleared, but in fact, this case had just begun. Everything was his guess. The meeting between Song Ying and An Wang could be It can be said that it was a small gathering, but Song Huaide's death can also be said to be the assassination of someone else. As for Princess Rong's pregnancy, it can even be blamed on Huo Hanshan. Even King An's concealment of the matter can be regarded as a profound righteousness, not to give Saints have a reputation for causing trouble.
Yao Yao was quiet for a long time before sighing: "It is said that tigers are poisonous and cannot eat their seeds. If this is really the plan of these two fathers, then they are really more ruthless and vicious than tigers."
The atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment. Although they said this, they all knew that King An and Song Ying alone could not do so many things.
He Zhenfu took a few mouthfuls of mutton and suddenly said: "By the way, sir, today I went to the house of the first owner of Sese Tower, the Sogdian Kang Lianfu. He told me that when it was built When we were at Sesel Tower, we invited eminent monks from Jianfu Temple to come and have a look. There were also buried in the ground the magical objects that were consecrated at Jianfu Temple at that time. I thought, if this is true, then there are monks from Jianfu Temple. If the magic weapon is still there, how can it be possible to set up the evil magic formation?"
Han Changmu was stunned. Yes, with the magical artifacts from Jianfu Temple in place, evil spirits could not invade, unless someone dug out the magical artifacts and destroyed the protective power of the magical artifacts.
