As soon as he stepped on the stirrups, He Zhenfu held on to the knife on his waist and ran over in a hurry from the night. He panted and said, "Sir, sir, I discovered that there are real traces of fire."
Han Changmu stepped back and frowned: "Where is it?"
"In Chonghuafang."
Han Changmu got on his horse and whipped his horse vigorously: "Go to Chonghuafang."
Yao Yao rubbed her growling stomach. She was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back. She let out a distressed sigh and complained to Meng Suige: "Your master is a heterosexual and inhumane Zhou." Peel Huang Shiren."
Meng Suige had never heard of these two people, and said with a blank look on his face: "Who are you talking about?"
Yao Yao suddenly felt bored, curled his lips, urged his horse to jump to the front, and dropped two faint words: "No one."
Meng Suige touched the back of his head and became even more confused.
This group of people came in a hurry, but the sound of horse hooves showed no panic at all, breaking the dusk in a leisurely manner.
Although the sky was completely dark and there was a damp rain, it was not the curfew time. There were still some people walking around on the street. When they heard the deafening sound of horse hooves, they turned their heads to look.
I was shocked when I saw this. This group of people were all dressed in the uniforms of the Department of Internal Security, and they were heading towards a house on the west side of Chonghua Fang.
He Zhenfu and Han Changmu walked side by side, and their voices were as low as the cool night: "Sir, I have ordered people to surround the mansion, but I don't dare to enter without permission."
Han Changmu let out a light sigh and asked coldly and arrogantly: "What do you mean? It's just a house. Is there a house in Chang'an City that the Internal Security Department dare not enter?"
He Zhenfu lowered his head and said: "That mansion is the property of Mr. Jiang Ge. According to the investigation, the person who lives there is," He paused slightly, with a difficult expression on his face, and his voice became lower and lower, which was quite difficult to say: "The person who lives in the mansion is, Ge. The old man's outer room used to be the servant of Wanhua Pavilion in Pingkangfang. At the beginning of last year, he was redeemed by Mr. Jiang Ge and raised here."
Han Changmu frowned slightly, a look of surprise flashed across his face. He checked again and again, but unexpectedly found the head of Zhongshu Ling Jiang Shen. This was really exciting.
People say that Mr. Jiang Shen and Jiang Ge lost their wives ten years ago and remarried a petite wife who was nearly forty years younger than him. From then on, he feared his wife like a tiger. He actually had the courage to keep an extramarital wife, and he was still a man in a flower house. Qing Guanren, he is not afraid of impeachment by the imperial censor?
He thought to himself: "Are you sure that Huo Zhen is indeed in that house?"
He Zhenfu nodded heavily.
Han Changmu reined in his horse and stood still for a moment. He turned around and called Yao Yao. Watching her come closer, he repeated what He Zhenfu had just said and said in a low voice: "Go to Leng Mansion and tell what's going on here." Yun Gui, please ask him to visit the Jiang Mansion, inform Mr. Jiang Ge about the matter, and obtain his consent."
Yao Yao pursed her dry lips and took a deep breath.
This cunning young envoy had clearly dug a hole for Leng Linjiang and Jiang Ge.
Who is Leng Linjiang, that is the facade of a saint, who is Jiang Shen, that is a model of a civil servant.
The store wants to copy the model's outer house, which is a slap in Chi Guoguo's face, but the model can only grit its teeth and do nothing.
As for whether Paragon will hold grudges after being slapped in the face by the facade and then take revenge, it is obviously not within the scope of the cunning person's consideration.
She raised her eyelids and glanced at Han Changmu lightly.
Is this something that a brother-in-law can do? It’s a plastic brotherhood!
She secretly cursed, but didn't show anything on her face. She just smiled and said: "Yes, I will go to my humble position."
Han Changmu looked at Yao Yao's smile and found it strange. He raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
The house in Chonghua Square occupies a large area. After all, it is the private property of Mr. Jiang Ge. Although it will inevitably become dilapidated after being idle for several years, the dilapidation cannot conceal its former splendor. It is considered to be the most luxurious residence in the square.
And a year ago, the mansion that had been empty for several years suddenly began to be renovated and renovated. The people in the neighborhood were inevitably curious and wandered to the door of the mansion more. But who knew that after a few months, people would come in and out of the mansion. They are all servants with eyes above their heads and looking at people through their nostrils. They never interact with outsiders and have not spoken a word to outsiders for several months.
The more mysterious and forbidden it is, the more difficult it is to quell people's curiosity. Over the past few months, the curiosity of the people in the village is like a surging river, surging and endless.
Finally, today, there is finally something exciting to watch.
Even though everyone recognized these people at a glance as internal guards with notorious reputations, they could not stop their curiosity.
Everyone followed him to the west while avoiding the cold light flashing on the blade.
When Han Changmu and his party arrived outside the mansion, the night was thick, a rapid and messy wind blew against the ground, and the moist air was filled with an earthy smell.
The black clouds are turning ink, and the mountain rain is about to come.
In the night, the dim yellow lamps swayed and bloomed one after another, illuminating the outside of the house as brightly as day. No matter how deep the darkness was, there was nowhere to hide.
The wild wind made Han Changmu's clothes rustle. He rushed to the door in one breath. The bright lights illuminated him and he squinted his eyes. He asked coldly: "Has anyone been out?"
The inner guard guarding the door was shocked and said hurriedly: "As far as I'm concerned, Sir, no one came in or out."
Han Changmu only nodded, and after counting the time, he felt that if Jiang Shen had not embarrassed Leng Linjiang, he would have arrived by this time.
Of course, Jiang Shen would never embarrass Leng Linjiang, at least in terms of face.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he was a little anxious. Those who did this job were most afraid of rainy days. When it rained, all traces would be washed away, leaving no trace behind.
He Zhenfu also became anxious. He was afraid that if he delayed for too long, he would let the tiger return to the mountain and end up in vain.
Just when Han Changmu was about to forcefully break in, the sound of rapid horse hooves came from far away in the night, and the clicking sound hit his heart, like thunder.
Han Changmu's expression became serious, and he quickly looked around. He saw two horses approaching side by side, with the same lantern hanging on one side. It was the kind of weird lantern made by Yao Yao himself. The halo of light exploded coldly in the night. .
Leng Linjiang rushed forward, got off his horse and said to Han Changmu, "I brought Mr. Jiang Ge's chief steward from the outer courtyard."
Han Changmu nodded and whispered two words: "Thank you."
Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at Han Changmu for a moment, hit him hard on the shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Where did this monster come from, how dare you pretend to be Jiuchao!"
Han Changmu made a sound and smiled.
Yao Yao led the horse and stood far away, curled his lips, dug a deep pit for Leng Linjiang that he could not climb out of, and slapped Jiang Shen in the face. A simple thank you cannot make up for the endless suffering in the future. little shoes.
She pursed her lips and smiled, turning her head to look into the deep night. The big steward who came with her was quite slow. He was not old enough to be so slow. Could it be that he was delaying the time on purpose so that he could let go? Did the people in the house make some preparations in advance?
Thinking of this, she glanced sharply, walked quickly to Han Changmu, and whispered: "Sir, the steward's legs and feet are quite slow."
It has been two moments since the people surrounded the residence. The house has always been as usual, with people walking around and talking, as if they were not aware of anything strange outside.
But the more so, the more unusual it is, giving people a hint of danger.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and silently clenched his hands: "Yun Gui, please go and greet the chief steward. Ah Yao, lead an ambush."
Han Changmu was well aware of the power of the Death Guard. As a member of the Death Guard, Yao Yao was the most proficient in this method of hiding in the dark.
He raised his eyes and watched Yao Yao leading a group of inner guards away. He whispered something, and the inner guards dispersed. There was a clear sound of rustling clothes, and these people were already there. There was no trace of Yao Yao, only Yao Yao stood there without any movement.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and saw that Yao Yao's aura quickly weakened. If he didn't look for it deliberately, he would hardly notice that there was someone standing there.
He was astonished. The look of amazement was like ripples on his face. Before it dissipated on his face, Yao Yao had already disappeared. He didn't see clearly when she left, how she left, and where she went. , even more clueless.
He only knew that her disappearance was as fleeting as the first snow meeting the warm sun.
In the past, he thought that Yao Yao, who was born in the Bei Ya Forbidden Army and was selected as a death guard, must have abilities that others could not match, such as being able to remember everything he said, being as meticulous as hair, and having the unpredictable shadowless silk in his hand. .
But today, he realized that he had overlooked that her most powerful thing, what she relied on, was clearly this superb light skill, the "Liu Yun Hui Xue" passed down by Liu Shengsheng.
Unknowingly, he became wary of Yao Yao, became more defensive, and unconsciously regarded her as his future rival.
Yao Yao and others had just ambushed here, and Leng Linjiang arrived with the panting chief steward over there.
The big steward was clearly less than forty years old, and he was extremely well-maintained. He didn't even have a few wrinkles on his face. He looked extremely young with his black hair, but now he looked like he was taking three breaths with every step, and was weak and unable to take care of himself.
Panting, he moved to Han Changmu and saluted with difficulty, panting heavily: "Jiang Erliang, the villain, has met the Young Envoy."
Han Changmu examined the steward for a moment, and then spoke in a cold tone that made people feel as if they were falling into the cold winter: "I want to search this mansion. If you can help me, steward Chiang, call the door."
The words were cold and condescending.
Jiang Erliang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Although he was only the steward of Ge Laofu, he was deeply trusted by Jiang Shen. He was in charge of the affairs of the outer court. His status was different from that of ordinary stewards. He was even more noble than the magistrate in charge of a county. Actually, he was considered a man who could walk sideways in Chang'an City. How had he ever received such cold treatment?
Thinking of the rumors about Han Changmu circulating in Chang'an City, he put away his dissatisfaction and contempt and said respectfully: "Yes, I will go now."
