There was a strong wind at night, and the tent in the wilderness swayed slightly. The ropes nailed to the ground were stretched straight, and the thick door curtains bulged and fell, making a flapping sound.
The flickering bonfires were scattered among the continuous tents. The Jinwu Guards patrolling back and forth walked past the bonfires, and the dark shadows swayed on the ground.
There are many tents in Anninghou Mansion, occupying a large open space on the edge of the wilderness. The moonlight is dim tonight, and it is extremely dark in the tents with all the lights out.
The curtain of a tent moved slightly, and a figure flashed out from inside.
The man stayed close to the tent and looked at it for a long time.
It was pitch black all around, and there was no sound. The patrolling Jinwu Guards had just walked over, and the sound of the clattering armor gradually faded away.
The man walked out quietly and walked into the endless dark night.
Not far from the camp of Marquis Anning's Mansion was a dense forest. The man walked to the edge of the dense forest and called out "coo-coo-coo" twice.
Just as the voice fell, three "coo-coo-coo" sounds came from the dense forest.
The man was overjoyed, straightened his bun, smoothed his collar, and then hurried into the dense forest.
Not long after the man entered, another man flashed out from the edge of the dense forest. His face blended into the night, and his outline was almost invisible, except for his eyes, which were as bright as cold stars.
He stared deeply at the dense forest for a moment, then stepped lightly and chased in the direction of the person who had just entered.
It was just dawn, and there was a lot of activity in the wilderness.
Jin Yu took the guards of Han Mansion to collect the tents and bundle them in the car.
Seeing that there was still no movement in Han Changyun's tent, he had no choice but to stand outside and shouted in a low voice: "Master Qi, it's time to set off, let's get up."
There was a rustling sound inside, and a maid's voice sounded: "Master Qi, Manager Jin called out."
Han Changyun hadn't woken up yet, so he turned over with a murmur, hugged the maid and fell asleep again.
Jin Yu sighed helplessly.
"Why, you haven't gotten up yet?" Han Changmu walked out of the tent. The blood stains on his clothes had dried, but the strong smell of blood had not dissipated.
Jin Yu said yes, looking at his eldest son, and then thinking about Han Changyun in the tent, he couldn't help but sigh.
Some people are born to work hard, and some people are born to not worry.
It’s true that people with the same fate have different fates!
Han Changmu didn't sleep all night. Although he didn't show any tiredness on his brows, he was really not in a good mood. He seemed to be impatient. He didn't care about Han Changyun's face and shouted in a low voice: "If you don't stand up anymore, I'll lift the curtain!"
The camp was quiet for a moment, and suddenly there was a loud rustling. In a blink of an eye, Han Changyun ran out of the camp holding his clothes, and greeted Han Changmu in horror and embarrassment: "Brother, what a coincidence, you are here too. .”
Han Changmu didn't even look at Han Changyun and told Jin Yu: "Take it."
Seeing Han Changmu turn around and enter the camp again, Han Changyun glared at Jin Yu, lowered his voice and complained: "Old Jin, why did you call the elder brother here? Aren't you afraid that he will beat me to death?"
Jin Yupi smiled and said: "Yes, my subordinates were negligent. If the prince is angry and hurts his hand, then it is not worth it."
"...You, me," Han Changyun laughed angrily, pointing at Jin Yu's busy back and scolding: "Don't come to me for food in the future, no! No one will give it to you! You, you , don’t want me to talk to you again!”
Listening to the angry words like a child, Jin Yu laughed and shook his head, without pausing. He had a tight schedule when he got up in the morning. He had to pack up and set off at Mao time so that he could reach Yuhua Mountain smoothly in the evening.
Han Changyun walked around the tents, but did not see Yao Yao. He held a baked, crispy and fragrant sesame cake, took a bite of the cake, drank a sip of sweet syrup, and strolled up to Jin Yu: "Old Jin, where is Ah Yao, why didn’t you see her? Isn’t it possible that the eldest brother just asked her to go on an errand before she had a meal? The eldest brother is good at everything, but he is the one who doesn’t know how to show mercy to others, and he is very hated by people.”
He rambled on for a long time, but Jin Yu did not respond to him. He laughed angrily: "Hey, you are
I am quite angry personally. Are you really angry? " He tore off a piece of sesame cake and touched Jin Yu's waist with his elbow: "Hey, try it, it's delicious."
Jin Yu smelled the tangy crispy fragrance and couldn't hold it back. She had no time on her hands, so she had to take the piece of sesame cake with her mouth and chew it quickly.
Han Changyun smiled and said: "Hey, that's right. You can't lose anything with your own mouth. Tell me, where is A Yao?"
Jin Yu was very self-aware of being short-tongued, but he couldn't speak too clearly. He said in one sentence: "Yao Canjun has other errands. He rushed to Yuhua Mountain last night and he arrived early now."
Han Changyun clicked his tongue twice: "You can let a girl travel in the middle of the night without fear of encountering danger."
Jin Yu was worried: "Master Qi is just joking. Not to mention that this road has been cleared a long time ago. Even if the road is not cleared, if there are bandits who unexpectedly encounter Yao Canjun, it's hard to say who robbed whom. "
"..." Han Changyun thought of the scene in Qingyun Village and shrank his neck. This is really what happened.
The morning light was dim, and most of the tents in the wilderness had been closed up, leaving only a few sparse tents in twos and threes.
After resting all night, the people regained some energy. The motorcade set off again, with flags fluttering and people shouting. This official road, which had been silent all night, suddenly became lively again.
Han Changmu sat by the bed, looked at Meng Suigai who was still unconscious, and sighed in a cold voice.
Jin Yu walked in and said with sorrow, "Sir, what should I do after Meng Sui Gao?"
Han Changmu became serious.
Last night, Meng Sui was injured by the man in black. He chased the man all night until the sky was dim. In the end, he lost the man and failed to get the antidote, so he had to turn back.
Fortunately, when he returned to the camp, Han Zengshou had already cut Meng Sui's pulse and given him antidote.
It's just that Meng Suigai has been unconscious.
Han Zengshou also said that although the poison is not fatal, it is very tricky. One-time detoxification medicine cannot completely detoxify it. It must be used for at least seven days to completely detoxify and the person can wake up.
With Meng Suijia like this, there is obviously no way to go to Yuhua Mountain again.
After all, Yuhua Mountain is not as convenient as the capital. Han Zengshou is an imperial doctor and cannot stay by Meng Suigai's side all the time. It is more convenient to seek medical advice in the capital.
Han Changmu thought for a moment and then ordered: "Choose a few steady men, bring all the antidote, and escort Meng Suige back to the capital to recuperate." He paused slightly and said, "Use the carriage more slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Jin Yu helplessly responded that this was the most appropriate solution at the moment.
After he arranged the matter, he said to Han Changmu: "Your Majesty, Mr. Bao is here."
Han Changmu nodded and said, "Let him come in."
Not long after, Bao Cheng walked in with an anxious look on his face and saluted, "Sir, I've asked."
"Say." Han Changmu said in a cold voice when he saw the injury on Meng Suige's hand.
Bao Cheng glanced at Meng Suige and said with lingering fear: "They were originally villagers from a nearby village. Half a month ago, someone came to their village to recruit workers and selected ten or twenty young adults, saying they would work as guards for wealthy families. I trained them in the hospital for half a month, and last night they said that the host's young lady had eloped with someone, and asked them to come out to chase her, which is why they made the scene like last night."
Han Changmu frowned slightly: "That's all?"
Bao Cheng nodded: "That's all."
"Nothing else?" Han Changmu said in surprise.
Bao Cheng shook his head: "No, they don't know the name of the owner, nor the name of the person who hired them. They only know that the person's surname is Wang. He looks to be in his thirties. He is exceptionally generous and kind. He usually They all called that man king and steward."
Han Changmu said attentively: "Since they are very familiar with this manager Wang, they should be able to describe his appearance and use this portrait to find him."
Bao Cheng was already prepared. He took out a piece of tissue paper from his sleeve, held it in both hands and handed it to Han Changmu: "I drew a small portrait according to their description, but I feel something is wrong. Please take a look." Something's wrong
? Han Changmu took the page suspiciously, unfolded it and took a look, and then he knew what Bao Cheng meant when he said something was wrong.
Although the writing and ink on this small portrait are unfamiliar, the painting is still lifelike. However, the appearance of this person is too ordinary. Ten out of ten ordinary people have this appearance.
One nose, two eyes, and one mouth.
Lost in the crowd, the kind of appearance that even if you look at it several times, you can't remember.
With such an appearance and such a small portrait, trying to find this unknown steward Wang in the vast sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
He slowly folded the small portrait and handed it to Bao Cheng: "Put it away first. We will discuss this later."
Bao Cheng nodded and looked at Meng Suigai worriedly: "Sir, who was the man in black last night?"
Who was it? Han Changmu was also thinking about this question, which was why he chased after him without hesitation.
He knew those almond eyes, the translucent soft silk, and even the extraordinary Qinggong movement.
All of this was familiar to him, yet unfamiliar at the same time.
A person with those almond-shaped eyes and soft silk stockings does not know how to use poison. She is ruthless but not sinister. She disdains such a sinister trick as using poison to hurt people.
Han Changmu thought this way, but his deep suspicion prevented him from justifying his explanation.
She is indeed not sinister, but she is cunning. She will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals, and she often does something unexpected. It is not impossible that she used poison this time.
"Look at that person's moves, he looks like a Jianghu person." Han Changmu said vaguely, while still thinking about her purpose in doing this.
But after racking his brains, he couldn't think of any benefit to her doing this.
Hearing Han Changmu's words, Bao Cheng didn't think too deeply. He didn't follow him at night and didn't see what the man in black looked like. But in this world, money can make all the difference. As long as you are willing to spend money, what can you do? I can't invite such a master of martial arts.
Bao Cheng thought like this, suddenly looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Sir, there was some movement in the camp of the Marquis Anning Mansion last night."
Han Changmu said softly "Oh" and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the noise?"
Bao Chengzai said carefully: "Just after midnight, Prince An Ning came out of the camp and went to the forest next to him. Beizhi followed him all the way, but the man he saw was always hiding behind the tree. Beizhi didn't dare to I was following too close and didn’t see who it was clearly.”
Han Changmu seemed to have expected it, and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, they can meet once, but they can meet many times."
Bao Cheng also nodded and said: "However, I heard that the person was a girl, but the voice was particularly strange. She was not someone I had seen before, and she should not be from the Anchang Hou Mansion. Moreover, Prince An Ning was dressed neatly when he came out. They are all neatly dressed up, and they look like they are going to see their sweetheart."
"Sweetheart?" Han Changmu was taken aback, and said sullenly: "The whereabouts of the Crown Prince's wife are still unknown, and she is most likely to have been killed. Does he still have the thought to dress up carefully? Why are he going to see his sweetheart?"
Bao Cheng curled his lips and muttered: "It's just because he has another sweetheart that he doesn't care about the life and death of the Crown Prince's wife."
Han Changmu glanced at Bao Cheng and sneered: "You are right. When you go to Yuhua Mountain, you should also keep an eye on Prince An Ning to see who his sweetheart is!"
Bao Cheng opened his mouth in shock, feeling quite regretful that he had shot himself in the foot.
He's not good at keeping track. He caught a duck last night and watched it for a while. Even now, he still has a chill running down his spine.
He opened his mouth and was about to refuse, but when he met Han Changmu's cold eyes, he felt inexplicably that Han Changmu was not in a good mood today. If he dared to refuse, he would probably be scolding himself.
He shut his mouth tightly and reluctantly agreed.
The morning sun gradually became brighter, and all the tents in this wilderness were put away, and the remaining debris was also cleaned up.
Facing the increasingly hot morning light, the mighty motorcade set off again.
