Yao Yaoying claimed that it was, looked around, and whispered: "Sir, not only are there no words on the items found, but there are also no pills."
Han Changmu nodded and said: "I discovered it. The elixir was either burned or put away by someone who was interested."
Yao Yao opened his mouth and muttered secretly: "Can't they all be eaten by the saint?"
Sun Ying was close to Yao Yao and could hear clearly. He grinned and lowered his voice and said, "This is a pill, not a jelly bean."
Yao Yao snorted and continued to whisper: "Isn't it true that a saint only wants to live forever? Why don't you eat more?"
Sun Ying was startled, and with a pale face, she stretched out her hand to cover Yao Yao's mouth, and shouted in horror: "You dare to say anything and risk your life?"
Yao Yao said "wuwu" twice and bit Sun Ying's hand.
Sun Ying screamed and jumped to the side, eyes widened and ready to curse.
"What are you doing?" Han Changmu suddenly turned around and said, startling the two of them.
Sun Ying hurriedly swallowed back his curse, which made him roll his eyes.
Yao Yao's half-open mouth immediately closed, closing it so quickly that she bit the tip of her tongue, causing her to frown in pain.
Han Changmu glanced at the two of them doubtfully, and coldly uttered two words: "Nonsense." Then he put his hands behind his back and walked forward.
Sun Ying poked Yao Yao twice with her elbow, and imitated Han Changmu's words with a smile: "Did you hear that you were fooling around?"
Yao Yao snorted, rolled his eyes, and walked straight forward.
As we were busy, the afternoon passed quickly. The warm sun was setting in the west, and a layer of golden light fell on the glazed tiles, causing the light and shadow to break.
Han Changmu ordered people to return the relevant items found from the Qingxu Palace to the Internal Security Department. He went to the Hanxiang Palace in person to report the relevant cases to Emperor Yong'an.
Ever since he saw the note, even though he knew it was a trap, he still felt uncontrollable hatred when facing Emperor Yong'an.
The relationship between him and Emperor Yong'an was originally based on profit and mutual use. He should not have the slightest illusion about the cold heart of the emperor.
But when he was seduced by someone with intentions and spied a little bit of the so-called truth that was mixed between true and false, he still felt uncontrollably disappointed.
Disappointed, he could not hide anything from Emperor Yong'an. When reporting the case, he told half of the case and hid the other half, and only told what Emperor Yong'an could accept.
Emperor Yong'an agreed to Han Changmu's request, openly classified the case as an ordinary leakage case, dealt with a group of imprisoned maids on duty, and then demolished and rebuilt the Qingxu Palace that had been burned down, while Han Changmu was still secretly pursuing the case. Go down and get to the bottom of it.
When Han Changmu returned to the Department of Internal Health, it was completely dark. Before he could reach the door of the mansion, he heard loud voices and low voices not far away.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise and walked outside the shabby room.
The door of the third room was wide open, and the lights cast a glaze-like light on the wall.
Han Changmu stood in the shadows, looking at the noisy people in the small room.
There were about a dozen plates on the dining table, and the food was a dazzling array of meat and vegetables. The aroma mixed with the steaming heat spread out in all directions.
Five or six wine jars lay crookedly on the ground, with the words "Xinghua Weiyu" written on them.
This wine is called "Xinghua Weiyu". It is brewed by a Hu shop in the West Market. It has an elegant name and a unique wine aroma. It is highly sought after by the dignitaries in Chang'an City. Moreover, only three jars of this wine are brewed every day. It’s hard enough to buy with so many wine jars thrown away.
Han Changmu twitched the corner of his mouth, but he really drank a lot, and all he drank was good wine.
Bao Cheng seemed to have drank too much, his cheeks were red, his eyes were blurred, his tongue was stiff, and he couldn't speak clearly: "But, it's okay, the exam is over, Ah Yao, you, you don't know, that pigeon cage It’s simply, simply not a place for people to live.”
Yao Yao drank a lot, and her crimson cheeks gave her a bit of beauty and gentleness. She smiled brightly: "Okay, you, you have also entered the Gongyuan Academy and passed the provincial examination in your lifetime, even if If you are just a fellow Jinshi, your life will not be wasted."
Sun Ying didn't seem to have drunk much wine, but his eyes were already red and his mind was still sober. He picked a piece of shredded tofu with bamboo chopsticks and said while eating: "Master Bao, if you are on the provincial examination list, you will be admitted to the imperial examination." , you can become a scholar seriously, and you can also marry a noble girl, you have a bright future."
Bao Cheng shook his head repeatedly, pointed the tip of his nose with bamboo chopsticks, and laughed at himself: "I'm a Jinshi. I'm short-sighted. Only noble ladies can't stand my ugly appearance."
Han Changmu stood in the shadows and nodded repeatedly. He was still somewhat self-aware.
Yao Yao chuckled, tilted his head and looked left and right: "Don't tell me, even if you wear glasses, you can't be compared to a scholar, you are still a polite scum."
Bao Cheng snorted and smiled nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter if you're a loser or not, as long as you're polite, that's enough."
Sun Ying laughed so hard that she spit out a mouthful of wine.
Yao Yao laughed twice and looked thoughtfully at the shadow outside the door. Seeing that there was no movement there, she did not make a sound and just continued eating, drinking and laughing as usual.
Han Changmu looked outside the door for a moment, then slowly walked back to his small room not far away with his hands behind his back.
He picked up a book and turned the pages slowly, but his heart couldn't calm down. His eyes were always wandering outside the pages of the book, and there was a voice screaming in his heart.
He stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, and drank several cups of cold tea before his heart finally calmed down.
There were vague footsteps outside the door, which sounded particularly familiar. He curled his lips and gave a smile.
The people outside seemed to pause in front of the door for a moment, then pushed the door open and placed the steaming meals in the food boxes on the dining table. They turned to greet Han Changmu and said, "My lord, you came out of the palace and haven't used the food yet." Well, I've sent it to you."
Han Changmu snorted and glanced at Yao Yao expressionlessly: "Drink too much?"
Yao Yao chuckled twice: "Bao Cheng has finished the exam and is finally free. I was so happy that I drank two more drinks. Please forgive me."
Han Changmu pursed his lips and asked again: "Does the Apricot Blossom Light Rain taste good?"
Yao Yao nodded repeatedly: "Sir, do you want to try it?"
Han Changmu said one word calmly: "Okay."
Yao Yao suddenly jumped for joy and quickly spun out of the small room. After a moment, he quickly spun back again. He was holding an unopened wine jar in his hand and placed it heavily on the food table.
"Sir, after so many days of hard work in the Gongyuan, you should have a few drinks today." Yao Yao smiled and opened the seal of the wine jar, and the strange aroma of wine instantly spread out.
The aroma envelops people, like a touch of spring coldness, the misty rain, and the slightly moist red apricots.
Han Changmu had endless curiosity about this wine and smiled slightly: "Okay."
Although the name of this wine is elegant, the wine taste is not strong, but full of aroma, but the stamina is stronger than usual.
Yao Yao had already drank a jar at first, and now she had a few more drinks with Han Changmu. The smell of alcohol made her emboldened, and she began to act unscrupulously.
After she left the palace today, she went back to the public room of Jingzhao Mansion to take a bath and change her clothes.
This dress was given to her by Xie Mengxia as a reward. It was made of excellent material and was the most comfortable to wear at this time of year. Unfortunately, the sleeves were a little too wide, making it a bit cumbersome to fight with.
She usually didn't wear much, so she put it on thinking that there would be nothing to fight about today.
After drinking a few more sips of wine, she began to dislike the inconvenience of the wide sleeves. She stretched out her hands to push up the sleeves and tied them with cloth strips, revealing two strips that were not very white. Arms, pouring wine and picking up food, very relaxed.
Han Changmu had a very good capacity for drinking, and he kept sipping the wine cup in small sips, not even the slightest bit drunk.
He saw Yao Yaohao drinking and eating meat in high spirits. He was about to step on the bed and stand on the dining table. He sneered and reached out to pull her: "Come down quickly. Be careful."
Yao Yao waved his hand, his eyes red: "No, I'm safe."
Han Changmu smiled and sighed secretly. It seemed that he was almost sick from being held in the Gongyuan, and when he was suddenly released, he forgot about it.
He pulled Yao Yao back to the bed and took the wine bottle from her hand: "Stop drinking, you are drunk."
Yao Yao jumped up and reached out to grab it, muttering incessantly: "Drunk, who is drunk, where are you doing?"
Han Changmu dodged left and right, shaking his head helplessly and chuckling.
His eyes suddenly fell on the inside of Yao Yao's left wrist, and his eyes narrowed.
On the inside of the wrist, close to the elbow, there was a burn that was half the size of a palm. The color of the skin was slightly lighter and whiter than elsewhere. It seemed that the burn was very serious. The scars were up and down, making it look particularly ferocious.
He was slightly panicked, grabbed Yao Yao's wrist, pointed to the inside and asked urgently: "Yao joins the army, Ah Yao, Ah Yao, what is going on here?"
Yao Yao lowered his head, took a look, and smiled broadly: "Hey, hey, when I first entered Yeting, everyone was freezing to death in the winter. Only the kitchen was warm, so I sat on the stove and dozed off. If it's crooked, this place will be on fire. It's okay, it will be cured a long time ago."
Han Changmu frowned: "Is it the first year of Yong'an, when you first entered Yeting?"
Yao Yao responded vaguely.
Han Changmu calmed down and asked again with a normal expression: "Then, do you still remember what this place looked like before it was burned by fire?"
Yao Yao rolled his eyelids and glanced at Han Changmu, as if he was looking at a fool. He chuckled and said drunkenly: "Of course I remember, this is my meat, I, I will definitely remember it. , it doesn’t look good when it’s not burned by fire, so, such a big blue birthmark is so ugly.”
These words were like a lightning strike, hitting Han Changmu's heart hard. His face turned pale, and he continued to ask with a murmur at the corner of his lips: "Ah Yao, Ah Yao, listen to me, do you still remember where you came from? Where did you enter?" Yes, where did you live before you entered Yeting?"
