Lan Tiao had an awkward smile on her face, but she was very calm in her heart. She was very clear about her status and the purpose of her visit. If she was too shameless, she would not get what she wanted. Return without success.
She put her shame behind, licked her face and followed Han Changmu into the side hall. She carefully looked up and down everything in the side hall, not hiding her searching gaze at all.
Han Changmu raised his eyes and saw Lan Tiao's eyes with clear intentions. He looked solemnly and followed her gaze.
The direction where her eyes were looking was exactly the picture of my exit that had been burned in one corner by the fire but was otherwise intact.
He took two steps forward and blocked the picture, and asked indifferently: "What is Miss Lantuo looking for?"
Lan Tiao raised her head and saw Han Changmu's movements, her eyes flickered twice.
King Qin Xie Huiming ordered her to stay in the palace and follow Han Changmu. Although she had another purpose, he did not tell her to hide that purpose from Han Changmu.
In Xie Huiming's words, only with enough sincerity can we get enough benefits.
Of course, even if it is sincere enough, there is something hidden, or even half-truth, which is not inconsistent with being enough.
Lan Tiao said with a smile: "To tell you what to do, my maid is looking for a prescription."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and looked deeply at Lan Tiao with suspicion.
Lan Tiao smiled calmly: "It is a prescription. It is said that it is in the hands of these two Taoist priests. As for whether it is true or not, you will have to find it to find out."
Han Changmu's brows dropped, and he didn't ask any more questions. He didn't ask what disease this prescription was for, who it was for, or how he got the news.
All he had to do was take it over and take a look at it after Lan Tiao found the prescription.
When he saw Yao Yao sticking his head at the door, he suddenly smiled and said loudly: "Yao joins the army, have you finished searching the main hall?"
Yao Yao immediately understood. She had just listened for a long time and knew what Lan Tiao was looking for. Han Changmu even mentioned to her in private who Lan Tiao's master was.
A recipe that can make Xie Huiming think about it and take extraordinary risks to get it must be unusual and must be his own.
She nodded secretly, walked into the side hall, bowed, and sighed carelessly: "We have searched it all, and there is actually nothing to search. The main hall is much more damaged than the side hall. Anything with a word on it They were all burned to ashes, and all that could be found were broken tables and chairs, which were of little use."
When Lan Tiao heard this, her face suddenly darkened and became less beautiful.
When Han Changmu heard Yao Yao's serious mischief, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He glanced sideways and saw Lan Tiao's face darkened. He pursed his lips twice before suppressing the smile on his lips and followed Yao Yao's words: " The main hall was burned more severely, but fortunately the side hall is okay." He raised his eyes and looked at Lan Tiao, and asked in a deep voice: "Miss Lan Tiao, do you know where the prescription is hidden? It is hidden in the side hall. Or the main hall?”
Lan Tiao's expression froze and hesitated for a moment: "I don't know what I said to you, sir. I only know that the prescription belongs to the two Taoist priests. I thought that if it was not kept close to me, it would be placed in the side hall." ."
Han Changmu didn't know what he thought of, his eyes flashed, and he smiled thoughtfully: "Then let's search together with Miss Laulandiao."
Lan Tiao was extremely surprised. She never expected that Han Changmu would allow her to come along.
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search.
She was stunned for a moment, stood with her hands tied, and responded respectfully: "Yes."
Han Changmu glanced at Lan Tiao with a half-smile, then walked to Yao Yao's side with his hands behind his back.
Yao Yao raised his head and looked at the two beds. One of the beds had a half-downed screen on top of it. Dark black and light gray ashes covered the bed, and a hole was burned through the mattress.
"How is it?" Han Changmu asked calmly.
Yao Yao pointed at the screen and frowned slightly: "This screen looks familiar."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows with interest: "Oh, why does it look familiar? The screen, isn't it just like that? If you look around, it will look familiar after you look at it too much."
Yao Yao thought to himself: "It's the handwriting on the screen. It's very familiar. It seems like I've seen it somewhere."
She picked up a piece of tapestry that was not overcooked, but had the edges yellowed by smoke. The word "道" on it was still intact. The brushwork was sonorous and powerful, and the pen was like a knife, with a powerful momentum that could be seen from the back of the paper.
"Sir, look, are you not familiar with this word?" She carefully held the piece of tapestry in front of Han Changmu. After shaking it slightly for a moment, the black and yellow edges fell apart.
Han Changmu looked at the word "Dao", his eyes sharpened, and he slowly said calmly: "It looks familiar." He subconsciously tapped the screen shelf twice with his fingers, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he whispered coldly: "It's Qinglong Temple, this one The word "Tao" is the same as the handwriting on the screen in Jueming's Zen room in Qinglong Temple."
Yao Yao suddenly realized, raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly, and nodded heavily: "Yes, that's right, it's the "Yao Wang Sutra" on the screen of Qinglong Temple."
Han Changmu turned around and asked Lan Tiao, who was knocking around: "Miss Lan Tiao, if your master wants to find something from here, he must have checked these two Taoist priests."
Lan Tiao nodded without hesitation: "It was indeed checked. These two Taoist priests came from Haotian Temple in Baoningfang." At this point, she hesitated for a moment and lowered her voice with difficulty: "Say It was recommended by Concubine Yang."
Han Changmu knew Lan Tiao's concerns. If there really was a problem with these two Taoist priests, then the recommender would definitely
To be implicated.
When he entered the capital, he knew that Emperor Yong'an trusted these two Taoist priests very much and had checked their experiences in advance. On the surface, there was not much difference with what Lan Tiao said.
But something happened this time. Not long after he got the news, he rushed to the palace. At the same time, he sent a message to Cheng Chaoyan, ordering her to carefully investigate the origins of the two Taoist priests and Taoist boys outside the palace. He thought there would be news soon. Once it is sent back, it will be possible to verify whether what Lan Tiao said is true or false and whether he has concealed anything.
He hummed noncommittally and continued to search the palace.
This side hall couldn't be simpler. The beds, tables and chairs are all clearly visible. There are only pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, but the bookshelf is empty. Not to mention the books, there is not even a piece of paper with writing on it.
The burned and messy tapestry screen became the only thing with words in the side hall.
Oh no, there is also the picture of Lao Tzu's exit from seclusion hanging on the wall. There are five big words on the painting: "The picture of Lao Tzu's exit from seclusion."
Han Changmu reached out and took down the picture, asked Yao Yao to place the piece of tapestry on the picture, compared the handwriting, and shook his head mockingly: "It's not the same person's handwriting."
Yao Yaozhuangruo glanced at Lan Tiao's movements unintentionally, and a smile appeared on his lips: "If these things are all written by the same person, wouldn't that make people suspicious? It's not like that
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Stupid people, if you really do this, Mr. Bao Buqi will think that someone has dug a hole. "
The smile on Han Changmu's face became even brighter and he nodded slowly.
After hearing this, Lan Tiao's hand that was knocking on the inkstone paused slightly, and she quickly glanced at Yao Yao from the corner of her eye, then lowered her head.
She was fearful of Han Changmu from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't take Yao Yao seriously from the beginning.
Joining the army, just like her, is just a thing that cannot be promoted.
But there are still some differences between this thing and this thing. For example, she is a real Israeli waiter.
She glanced at Yao Yao thoughtfully.
As for this person joining the army, I'm afraid it's not as simple as she thought.
The three people searched the side hall, and it was true as Yao Yao said, not a single word with a word on it was found.
Yao Yao patted his hands covered with ashes, frowned and said, "It's because these two old people saying goodbye are illiterate."
The ashes were scattered by Yao Yao and flew straight to his body and face. Han Changmu curled his lips in disgust, took two steps back, waved his hand and said, "It's possible that this fire burned it all."
Lan Tiao was a little frustrated, her shoulders slumped and her head lowered, her hands clasped together, her mind fluctuating.
What she fears most is this, a fire that will burn everything clean.
If the prescription was carried by the Taoist priest, she shuddered.
It is said that the two Taoist priests and the Taoist boy in Qingxu Hall were so burned that they could no longer see, so the prescriptions would definitely not be saved.
"Sir, we can only look at the results of Sun Wu's autopsy, but it is said that the bodies of the four people were burned into black charcoal. I'm afraid the paper was also burned." Yao Yao glanced at Lan Tiao, as if he saw her. What was on his mind, he asked Han Changmu with a smile.
Hearing this, Lan Tiao's face suddenly turned pale, and her body swayed heavily.
Han Changmu nodded seriously: "Yes."
Lan Tiao's body trembled slightly.
King Xie Huiming of Qin was known as being gentle and tolerant, and he was known as polite and virtuous. However, this gentleness and tolerance was only for those who were able to do things well, while polite and virtuous corporal was also for those he wanted to recruit.
For a maid like her who failed in her errand, she has never been kind and tolerant.
She slowly raised her head and met Han Changmu's frightened eyes.
Han Changmu's heart moved. He and Yao Yao were singing and fighting together, which really frightened Lan Tiao.
He seemed not to have noticed Lan Tiao's face at all, and continued calmly: "I'm afraid nothing can be found in the Qingxu Palace. Yao joins the army to see how Sun Ying is doing?"
Yao Yao nodded and glanced sideways at Lan Tiao: "Sir, the place where the autopsy was done was full of blood. It's too ugly. Miss Lan Tiao is so delicate. Don't be frightened anymore. Just don't let Miss Lan Tiao go over and take a look. "
Han Changmu nodded halfway when he heard Lan Tiao's urgent voice.
"No, sir, I'm not afraid."
Her voice was shaking violently. Compared to seeing a dead person, Xie Huiming's punishment was more terrifying.
Besides, the prescription was extremely precious and might be kept by the Taoist priest. How could she rest assured if she didn't take a look at it in person?
The three people left the side hall, passed through the main hall and the alchemy room, which were turned into a mess, and walked to the small room outside.
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