After leaving the workshop gate, the smile on Leng Linjiang's face suddenly disappeared, and his face became gloomy, like the darkness of night that was too thick to dissolve.
He Denglou urged his horse to catch up. He looked at Leng Linjiang's gloomy face and his heart skipped a beat. It looked like the tea he drank just now was not very good. His young master Shaoyin was angry. His heart skipped a beat and he cautiously Asked: "Sir, what's wrong?"
The deep sky was filled with a gray shimmer, and wisps of clouds gathered and dispersed, changing their silhouettes strangely.
As soon as Leng Linjiang closed his eyes, all he could see in front of him was the densely processed black-feathered jade that covered the entire warehouse. His heart was heavy, as if he was being weighed down by a lead cloud, and his tone was as cold as ice: "Today we discovered something. Those black-feather jade, they must have moved those things to another place overnight, He Denglou, you should send a smart person to follow them and see where they are going to hide these things."
He Dengglou also knew that the matter was urgent and did not dare to waste a moment. He went to pick two smart government officials and arranged for them to be watched outside the warehouse of Minji Trading Company.
The group of people walked through the foggy night and gradually moved away from the few miles north of the city.
Leng Linjiang turned to look at the dozens of people behind him. He was quiet for a moment, leaned slightly on his horse, and whispered to He Denglou: "Send someone to keep an eye on Minji Trading Company again. As long as they have a convoy leaving the city, let them know." Follow them, and tell the soldiers from all the gates in the capital that if they encounter the convoy of Minji Trading Company, they don’t need to strictly investigate it, and they can let it go just by showing off."
He Dengglou was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any questions and hurriedly arranged the manpower.
The group of people calmly rode their horses in the direction of the Jingzhao Mansion Office.
Sun Ying rushed to Leng Linjiang's side slowly, and asked in a low voice with confusion: "Master Shaoyin, Min Hongyi and Yang Xueze already know that we saw those things, why do they still act like nothing is wrong? , not even mentioning it, this is too disrespectful of adults."
Leng Linjiang glanced at Sun Ying and said: "Don't pretend to be confused because you understand. They probably thought I was a dandy and couldn't recognize that thing, but they never expected that the person I brought Inside, there is a knowledgeable person like Sun Wuzuo, who recognized the thing at a glance."
Sun Ying laughed dryly: "My lord, this dude is fake, but the humble position, this humble one, is real."
Leng Linjiang lowered his lips and murmured: "Even if Sun Wuzuo flatters you to the sky, I won't give you an extra shilling."
Sun Ying chuckled, rode her horse to a dark place, took out a package of things from her arms, handed it to Leng Linjiang, and said with a sly smile: "Sir, with this thing, can I give the low-level official two ounces more?" .”
"What is this?" Leng Linjiang glanced at Sun Ying, but did not take the package. He just opened the handkerchief and pushed it over as if it was hot.
He deliberately got some of this thing out, but he didn't expect that Sun Ying could really get this thing out from under the noses of those people.
If outsiders found out about this thing, they would be robbed and their heads would be bloody.
"Take it, take it, take it away quickly." Leng Linjiang pushed the package away like a snake and said with a solemn expression: "Sun Wuzuo, you should keep this scourge to yourself and play with it slowly. "
But Sun Ying pushed the baggage over again, and said with a deep smile: "There are some left over from my humble position. This piece is reserved for my humble position to honor Lord Shaoyin."
His attitude was firm, and if Leng Linjiang didn't accept it, he would blackmail Leng Linjiang for the rest of his life.
Leng Linjiang squinted his eyes, his peach blossom eyes filled with sparkling light.
He snorted coldly in his heart. He knew very well what Sun Ying was thinking. He just didn't want to bear the charge of hiding prohibited items alone, so he had to give him a piece of trouble!
He slowly stuffed the things into his arms. As if something suddenly occurred to him, he urged his horse slowly and asked casually: "Sun Wuzuo, do you think the incense found in the previous cases could be in it?" Was this stuff mixed in?"
Sun Ying suddenly reined in her horse and frowned slightly: "This thing is so rare and valuable. If it is mixed with incense, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
Leng Linjiang thought
Looking at the tragic scene in the deserted house, he thought thoughtfully: "No, isn't there a medicine in the datura incense that I haven't tried yet?"
Sun Ying suddenly understood, and then thought about the efficacy of this thing, her face suddenly changed. There must be no trace of the black feather jade he ate, but if there is really this thing in the incense, then it can be concluded that the thing in the deserted house is That case is inextricably related to the Min family.
He nodded solemnly: "I understand, I will try it now."
"Then it's best to give this thing to you. It would be a waste of money to give it to me." Leng Linjiang was caught off guard and threw the thing back into Sun Ying's arms.
He looked up at the sky, the sky was misty, the stars were dim, and the moon seemed to be invisible.
He suddenly jumped forward on his horse and shouted in a carefree voice: "Boys, at dawn, go to the Jingzhao Mansion Office for breakfast. I treat you! After you have eaten and drank enough, you can go to the East and West Second Market to search for me. Whoever can find my concubine will receive a reward of ten taels!"
The Yamen servants of Jingzhao Mansion and the guards of Han Mansion suddenly screamed excitedly, mixed with the messy sound of horse hooves, and everyone rushed into the gray sky.
"..." Sun Ying was speechless.
He Denglou had arranged his manpower and came back just in time to see this scene. He rushed to Sun Ying's side and said with a smile: "My young master, Shao Yin, must be a dandy!"
"..." Sun Ying was completely speechless. Has dandy become such a good word? Why is He Denglu looking so proud?
The sky was dimly lit, with a thin golden edge. Although the gate of the square was not open yet, the sound of rustling footsteps could be heard in the inner square.
The two gray-white stone lions outside the Jingzhao Government Office slowly revealed their solemn figures in the cool sky.
The morning light is not bright yet, but it is already busy.
There were long queues inside and outside the Golden Light Gate, and there was a lot of noise.
The gatekeepers patrolled back and forth on the city tower with solemn expressions. The armor and swords on their bodies glowed coldly in the morning mist, making it difficult to look directly at them.
The queue inside and outside the city gate snaked into the depths of the mist, and the end of the queue was shrouded in fog.
"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong." The sound of morning bells penetrated the fog and spread throughout Chang'an City and beyond.
The people who had been queuing all morning were already staggering tiredly. When they heard the sound of the bell, they suddenly became more energetic. They straightened up and looked at the closed city gate.
With the sound of the morning bell, the Golden Gate creaked open. The gatekeepers stood on both sides of the city gate, looking at everyone entering and leaving the city.
Chang'an City is the capital city, and under the emperor's feet, the inspections are naturally extremely strict.
In addition to the Jinwu guards who patrol the streets day and night, there are also prison guards stationed at city gates and palace gates.
The prison guard is the one who is least valued among the sixteen guards and has the least presence in front of Emperor Yong'an. Although this guard is not as prominent as the other guards, he is more capable than the other guards. Lao is definitely not comparable to the ordinary Qingshui Yamen.
The soldiers stationed at the city gate are not like the other guards who are from aristocratic families. Most of the soldiers are from poor families and have no permanent property. The people who join the prison guard service are not for the pitiful salary, but to guard the gates of a city. benefits.
People and vehicles entering and exiting Chang'an City are subject to interrogation by the soldiers. However, the interrogation of medicines when leaving the city is more relaxed than when entering the city. If more money is used, they will be released without even checking.
The weather has been getting hotter recently, and it is rare for large merchants to have convoys entering and exiting the city. Instead, more and more vehicles and horses are coming from villagers from the suburbs of Beijing to deliver seasonal fruits and vegetables to Chang'an City.
But there was something different among the people leaving the city today.
A long caravan was lined up in the middle of the team. There were dozens of carriages in the caravan, all of them were packed to the brim, making it look particularly spectacular.
"Look, that's the caravan of Min Kee Trading Company, right?" The people in line asked as they looked at the vast convoy.
There was a flag curtain on the carriage at the front of the motorcade. The flag curtain fluttered in the wind.
On the bright red flag, there is a big black character "Min" written on it. As the flag curtain flutters, the character is looming.
"Isn't it the Min family's caravan? Who else in Chang'an City can have so many caravans besides the Min family." Someone pointed at the fluttering flag curtain.
Someone smelled the smell in the wind, and the wisps of strange fragrance floated along with the sound of the wheels. He was surprised and said: "It smells so good. Those cars are filled with spices!"
"So many spices, how much are they worth!" Some people looked at those carriages with envy.
"No amount of money is yours, don't worry about it." Someone sneered.
These words spread to the convoy one by one along with the morning wind.
The guards in the convoy have long been accustomed to these onlookers and comments. They all have expressionless faces and stares intently, as if they didn't hear anything.
Min Kee Trading Company is a well-known large merchant in Chang'an City. Almost every three to five days, the company's fleet will enter and leave the city. The soldiers at Jinguangmen have long been very familiar with Min Kee Trading Company's fleet. Even if they join the queue, they will not be able to do so. No one will say anything, and no one will dare to say anything.
However, Min Kee Trading Company's fleet always lined up neatly.
There was a food table and a bed under the shade of a tree not far from the city gate. A tall man was sitting in the shade. He was fanning a big cattail leaf fan in his hand and drank the cold food in front of him. Herbal tea.
Despite this, he was still breathing heavily from the heat, and big beads of sweat kept falling from his rough, red, black face.
He looked casual, but his eagle eyes were as sharp as a torch as he scanned the people queuing up to leave the city.
The sun was getting higher, and the convoy of Min Kee Trading Company finally arrived at the city gate.
The tall man suddenly stood up and walked over with long strides. As he walked, he laughed loudly and said, "Hey, Manager Min, the sun has been so hot these days, why do you want to travel far?"
Min Zijiang jumped down from the carriage, and greeted the tall man affectionately across the two soldiers at the city gate: "Oh, it's Colonel Liu. I was wondering why I didn't see the Colonel today."
The two soldiers who were checking at the gate of the city today, who had just arrived a few days ago, were secretly happy to make a fortune when they saw the convoy of Minji Trading Co., Ltd., but they didn't expect that Liu Xiaowei, who was specially in charge of them, had such poisonous eyes.
The two of them stepped back unwillingly, but they didn't retreat far, and stared at Min Zijiang's hand without blinking.
Even if you can't get the oil and water in your hands, it's still good to have an eye-satisfaction.
Min Zijiang and Liu Xiaowei stood at the city gate and exchanged greetings. Using the cover of his big sleeves, he took out a heavy money bag from his sleeve and stuffed it into Liu Xiaowei's hand.
Lieutenant Liu pinched the money bag and put it into his arms with a smile. He didn't even check the caravan's road documents. His tanned and rough face was covered with smile lines: "It's hard to go out today, Min Da How can the steward go there in person, where is the young apprentice?"
Min Zijiang sighed helplessly and nodded with a wry smile: "Hey, don't mention it. I have to go to Luoyang to send some spices." He leaned over and lowered his voice: "This thing is too expensive. Let the little apprentice be afraid of something going wrong."
Lieutenant Liu nodded clearly: "Isn't it expensive? They are the stuff of wealthy people, we can't afford to use them." He looked at the sky, the sky was already bright, and the sky was burning red, as if it was another thing that could kill people. On a bright sunny day, he clicked his tongue and said, "On such a hot day, Manager Min will have to suffer on the road."
Min Zijiang smiled flatteringly and said, "Liu Lieutenant is exposed to the wind and sun all day long, and it's even harder."
Captain Liu also laughed and sighed: "No matter how hard you work, it's just for food and drink."
The sun gradually became scorching hot, and standing under the sun was particularly painful.
Min Zijiang thought for a while, then turned around and dragged a baggage out of the carriage and stuffed it into Colonel Liu's hands: "This is fresh fruit grown in my own farm. Captain, I will share it with the brothers to relieve the heat."
Min Zijiang was very familiar with Lieutenant Liu, and there was absolutely no reason to share the money that had come into his hands. The soldiers guarding the city had done their work for nothing today. Giving them some fresh fruits to try would be enough to appease them.
This big bag of fresh fruits looks inconspicuous, and the outer furoshiki has been washed and turned white, but this big bag of fresh fruits
The fruit is also worth a lot of money. Besides, can the fresh fruits of the Min family be the kind that ordinary people usually eat at home?
Captain Liu took it into his hand without even opening it, thanked him with a smile, and then put it aside.
Min Zijiang also bowed his hands, got into the carriage, and ordered people to set off.
Min Zijiang watched as the fleet of carriages from Minji Trading Company drove out of the city gate. Immediately afterwards, two scholars wearing bamboo hats and riding fast horses walked up to him.
Min Zijiang only looked at the two of them, neither interrogating nor searching them. He simply let them out of the city without even looking at them.
At first glance, these people at the back were not very interesting. Min Zijiang had no intention of continuing the investigation and let the two new soldiers continue the investigation. He walked to the back holding the bag of fresh fruits.
The two new soldiers looked at Min Zijiang's hands, somewhat absent-mindedly. Seeing that he didn't show any signs of breaking out, they couldn't help but get angry and shouted at the people behind them: "Lu Yin! What's in the bag? Open it and check." !」
Min Zijiang closed his eyes slightly under the shade of a tree, playing with a ripe lychee in his hand, and the faint fruity aroma lingered on the tip of his nose.
Hey, does he treat the fruits he grows in his farm as if he has never seen the world?
This is clearly a fruit from Lingnan. It was brought to the capital all the way, and no one could even see it, let alone eat it.
The Min family was really generous with their actions.
He couldn't help but smile when he remembered that Minji Trading Company had just sent dozens of carloads of medicinal materials to Luoyang a few days ago, and today it had sent dozens of carloads of spices to Luoyang.
Dozens of carts of medicinal materials and spices were estimated to be worth thousands of taels in this trip, so a few lychees were nothing.
The sun is getting higher, the sun is dazzling and hot.
The team entering the city moved more slowly than the team leaving the city. The people lining up began to become impatient. Complaints gathered together and the entire team became noisy and restless.
"What's the fuss about?" The soldier guarding the gate and checking suddenly pulled out his long knife, and there was a loud clatter.
The team suddenly became quiet, and no one wanted to die or complain.
An ordinary gray carriage moved forward slowly along with the silent team.
Sitting on the shaft of the carriage were two men who were not at all frightened by the roar of the soldiers. One was a man with a stocky build and a simple face. He was holding a riding whip in his hand, while the other was playing with a small dagger as big as a palm in boredom, without even raising his head.
The carriage moved swayingly to the city gate and stopped in front of the gatekeepers. The man with a riding whip jumped down from the shaft of the carriage, without any smile on his face, and handed his badge to the soldier.
The soldier took it over and took a look, his face changed slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on the dead man's face: "It turns out that you are from the Internal Security Department." As he spoke, he raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the carriage behind the man.
When the people lined up behind the carriage heard these words, they immediately backed away as if they had seen a ghost.
When you encounter an internal guard from the Internal Security Department, you must hide as far away as possible to avoid splattering yourself with blood when the internal guard kills someone!
According to the rules, the soldiers should check all the people and vehicles in the process, but he really didn't dare to ask more questions about the internal guards. He was afraid that his head would be damaged if he asked too many questions. After thinking about it, he still asked in a routine manner: " Lord Neiwei, who is in this car?"
The other person sitting on the shaft of the car was spinning a dagger with one hand and lifting the curtain with the other, saying with a sullen face, "General Meng Qi of the Internal Security Bureau is injured and will return to Beijing for treatment."
The soldier's heart skipped a beat. He must have taken advantage of his courage. He dared to injure the commander-in-chief of the Internal Security Department. He was not in such a hurry even if he was looking for death!
The soldiers did not dare to offend the people of the Internal Security Department, but this morning, His Royal Highness the King of Qin suddenly issued an order that all people entering the city must be strictly checked, and the household registrations of the road guides should be matched one by one. Although neither the King of Qin nor the Internal Security Department could offend, both of them The harm was less severe, so he stepped on the car's shaft and leaned forward to look into the dimly lit carriage.
There were two men in the carriage. One of them was lying breathless. The dim light fell on his bloodless pale face, which looked so weak that it could break at the touch of a finger.
His right hand was wrapped like a rice dumpling, with blood seeping out and staining the white cloth.
It has dried completely and formed dark bloody scabs.
Another man was sitting opposite and noticed the soldier looking into the carriage. He raised his eyelids and looked over coldly, just in time to meet the soldier's eyes.
The soldier's heart seemed to be frozen for a moment, he staggered and almost fell off the shaft of the chariot.
He looked away, jumped off the carriage like a god of plague, returned his badge to the man holding the riding crop, and said with a smile: "The commander-in-chief is seriously injured, hurry up, hurry into the city."
The man holding the riding whip put away his waist badge, sat back on the carriage shaft without saying a word, and raised the riding whip heavily.
The carriage rushed forward, picked up the choking dust, and flew away.
After the carriage of the Internal Guard entered the city, the people who lined up to enter the city breathed a sigh of relief. With the Internal Guard beside them, it was like a sharp knife hanging over their heads. Who knows when they would go crazy and use that knife Falling.
Emperor Yong'an's departure from Beijing did not have much impact on the bustling city of Chang'an. The east and west cities were still crowded with people.
The gray-covered carriage passed through the long street and reached a corner where there were few people. The speed gradually slowed down, and finally stopped next to an inconspicuous black-covered carriage, which just blocked the narrow winding alley. Strictly true.
There were also two men sitting on the shaft of the black-covered carriage. They were ordinary-looking men, the kind who would be invisible in a crowd of people like fish in the sea.
Seeing the gray-covered carriage stop nearby, the two men on the carriage raised their heads and glanced at the two men on the gray-covered carriage, their eyes flickering slightly.
The man who was originally sitting in the carriage opened the curtain, glanced at the black-covered carriage, and whispered: "Okay, let's stop here."
The man holding the riding crop turned back and glanced at the man, with worry hidden on his smiling face: "You can do it, but don't let anyone see it."
The man in the carriage yelled: "You think I am you, I look so full of holes!"
The man holding the riding crop said "Ha": "Yes, you are the only one who looks perfect, with no flaws at all!"
The man in the carriage snorted coldly: "Hurry up and get this person away. Is your mouth a rental? Has it expired if you don't talk nonsense?"
The man holding the riding crop chuckled and patted the silent man next to him: "Let's go, let's get to work."
The silent man inserted the small dagger into the leather boot, and together with the man holding the riding crop, they dragged the unconscious man out of the carriage.
The man sitting in the carriage hurriedly shouted: "Hey, please be gentle, don't kill people!"
The silent man and the man holding the riding crop looked at each other, and their hands became a little heavier in unison.
"..." The man in the carriage was speechless.
When the two men on the black-covered carriage saw this, they jumped out of the carriage and helped carry the unconscious man into the carriage covered with black cloth. Then the two men jumped into the gray-covered carriage. He went up, raised his riding whip, and left in the direction of the Department of Internal Security.
Ever since King Xie Mengxia of Han Dynasty left the capital, the spacious streets in front of King Han's palace suddenly became much cleaner. Overnight, all the people who used to set up stalls in front of the palace disappeared, and not even wild cats or birds were seen. Just one.
The normally bustling Hanwang Mansion was also closed at this time, with almost no one coming in or out. This was a rare display of caution.
The scorching sunshine shines on the streets and alleys, and the entrance of the alley is particularly bright, while the sunlight in the deep winding alleys gradually fades and becomes darker.
A black-covered carriage drove through the winding alley from light to dark, and stopped outside the side entrance of the Hanwang Palace.
There were already two people waiting outside the ajar side door. When they saw the two dark carriages approaching, they cheered up and hurriedly opened the side door and silently welcomed the carriage in.
The palace of Prince Han, which was usually crowded with people, suddenly became empty, and even the maids and servants in the mansion were missing.
The carriage drove smoothly to the open space in the front yard and stopped. Several people dressed as servants ran out of the back room.
These boys are all powerful, strong and strong.
Yu Ke was not very clever and had an average appearance, which was not Xie Mengxia's past preference at all.
The two men sitting on the carriage shaft said coldly: "Carry the man down and take him to the rear guard room. Be gentle with your hands and feet. Don't kill him. Arrange two more people to guard him."
Several young men claimed that it was true, and hurriedly lifted the unconscious man out of the carriage.
The man holding the riding crop looked at the actions of the few boys and asked the man next to him coldly: "How are those people in the inner courtyard? Are they all still honest?"
The man said proudly: "The food they eat is all mixed with ***, and they sleep from morning to night, and they can't even think about being dishonest."
The man holding the riding crop stared at the man: "Stop your unworthy look, don't forget where this is? I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it, please be alert. If one of you escapes, Just stop living!"
The man shrank his neck and asked cautiously: "Sir, now, the master has gone to Yuhua Mountain. What are you still doing with them? Let's just kill them all and save the people who guard them."
"Are you stupid?" The man holding the riding whip laughed angrily, and the whip hit the man's head, and said sullenly: "Keep them, they will be of great use when the master comes back! You kid Be honest, watch them, and don't cause any trouble!"
The man chuckled, thinking about the people in the inner courtyard, and smiled evilly: "Sir, the girls in the inner courtyard are all. If you are bored at night, how about..."
The man holding the riding crop glanced at the man and waved his hand with a cold face: "I don't like this. If brothers can't bear it anymore, just pick a few." He paused, stared at the man and said: "The respectable ones are not allowed to move, and the one who was left as bait is not allowed to move either!"
The man got the correct words and immediately responded with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, sir, brothers are all aware of it."
"As long as you are aware of it, go to the master to plead guilty if you cause trouble, and no one will clean up the mess for you!" The man holding the riding crop snorted.
The man smiled cruelly: "The villain is the most compassionate person, how could he cause death?"
The man holding the riding whip laughed, turned around and left, as if he had heard some big joke.
"Sir," the man suddenly thought of something and stopped the man holding the riding crop: "Sir, what if he wakes up?"
The man holding the riding crop smiled mockingly: "He is seriously injured like this. If you can still wake him up, then you are useless."
The man scratched his head and smiled: "You can't die and you can't wake up. It's really difficult."
The man holding the riding crop poked the man in the chest with the riding whip and sneered: "You are very handy with it, aren't you?"
The man moved his wrist and started gearing up: "With these words from the adults, the villain will feel relieved. He will be taken care of so that he can survive or die."
The two people looked at each other and laughed together.
Yuhua Mountain is extremely high and wide, with many mountains, lush forests, and exceptionally clear air.
Living in the mountains, the high blue sky in the past has become within reach. It gets dark early and lights up early. The distant mountains and near water are shrouded in the misty morning light. Faint clouds and mist linger in the mountains. Exquisite courtyards are dotted here and there.
The Imperial Guards continued to patrol back and forth in the mountains, their armors and swords clashed with each other, and cold and solemn voices flowed through the mountains.
The servants who got up early also began to be busy in the courtyards, and the smoke from the kitchens hovered over the courtyards, blending with the clouds and mist.
The swaying Yuhua Mountain is even more like a fairyland.
The night in the mountains was extremely deep and quiet, without any noise, and his heart seemed to calm down all of a sudden. Han Changmu rarely had a long and good sleep. When he woke up, it was already dawn.
Han Changmu didn't have the habit of having others wait for him to wash his hands. He always used cold water to cleanse his face in the morning, which could dispel sleepiness and regain his consciousness as quickly as possible.
After washing up, Han Changmu poured the remaining water in the copper basin into the yard. The water quickly seeped into the soil along the gaps between the green bricks.
Han Changmu lives in a two-entry courtyard, located halfway up the mountain.
, located exactly in the middle of where the inner guards were stationed and where the people of Han Mansion lived. These three courtyards were connected together by a narrow stone step, which took only a moment.
Han Changmu stood on the damp stone steps, staring at the mountains covered by clouds and mist, which seemed like a fairyland.
The mountains are dotted with courtyards, and smoke rises from the kitchen, mixed with human voices and the fragrance of food, giving it a rather rural atmosphere.
Han Changmu felt that the tension and anxiety he felt when he was in the capital were gone, and his mind suddenly became much more relaxed.
No wonder the sage was so keen on Yuhua Mountain and was thinking about coming to his palace to escape the summer heat before summer began.
After living here for a few months, no matter how troublesome the court affairs are, they won't be a worry.
Under the stone steps, the sound of drills came from the fourth courtyard where the inner guards were stationed, and the sounds of the forbidden army's drills at the foot of the mountain echoed one after another and merged into one.
The sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps came from far and near, and a tall figure extended from the stone steps to Han Changmu's side.
Han Changmu glanced at the person who came, and his expression changed slightly: "How is it? Have you found out?"
Gu Chen raised his hand and wiped his sweat. The night before the Holy Driver arrived at Yuhua Mountain, he stayed up all night and finally identified two suspicious cooks.
These two cooks are a bit tricky. If they are killed at will, they are afraid of arousing the enemy, and the clues will be cut off from now on; if they are allowed to live, they are not caught by accident, and they are afraid of letting the tiger return to the mountain, which will cause endless troubles.
It was really difficult for Gu Chen to die. He was so worried that he didn't eat well or sleep well during the day.
Who would have known that at dusk today, after the Holy Driver arrived at Yuhua Mountain, Han Changmu ordered him to screen the imperial chef again.
As a result, he stayed up all night again, until his legs and stomach were spinning, and he felt so weak that it was difficult to speak.
He pressed the ginseng slices that Yao Yao had given him before replying under his tongue, and said clearly: "Replying to Mr. Si Shi, two more suspicious cooks were found in the imperial kitchen. Together with the previous two, there are a total of There are four of them, here is the list, Sir, please take a look."
Han Changmu took the list and looked at it carefully.
The list is extremely detailed. The four people's place of origin, date of birth, food they are good at, who they studied under, and who recommended them to get this job are all written down clearly.
These four cooks seemed to have a clean financial background and there was absolutely nothing suspicious about them.
One of the chefs in the two large kitchens is good at cooking meat and the other is good at cooking vegetarian dishes; of the two royal chefs, one is good at making snacks and the other is good at making soup.
Han Changmu twirled the list and frowned slightly: "These four people have been working as assistants for several years, especially these two royal chefs, who have worked in the food bureau for ten years. If they are suddenly transferred, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of interested people."
This is what Gu Chen is worried about. The other two chefs in the big kitchen are fine, but these two royal chefs are simply hot potatoes.
His brows furrowed in one place and he sighed sadly: "What you said is absolutely true. I wanted to find a way to transfer the two cooks from the big kitchen to the Internal Health Department to cook under my nose. But now two more royal chefs have been found. I don’t have the dignity to compete with the saint in my humble position." He paused slightly and asked tentatively: "How about you go to the saint and ask these two chefs to come inside? If the Wei Si comes and puts it under his nose, it's better to be on guard."
After a moment of silence, Han Changmu shook his head and said attentively: "It's too distracting for the Internal Security Department to ask the saint for a chef."
"..." Gu Chen was speechless, he could only come up with this idea.
"It's okay, let these four people go, just keep an eye on them." Han Changmu thought for a while and suddenly said calmly.
"Let it go!" Gu Chen said in surprise: "Sir, let it go. There are many people on Yuhua Mountain who have many eyesight, and there are always things they can't see. Letting it go is like letting the tiger return to the mountain."
Han Changmu said confidently: "The purpose of sending people in is to take action. Putting them all under the nose of the Department of Internal Security will scare them into not doing anything. This is not what I want." He paused for a moment, and when he saw Gu Chen's nervous expression, he showed a rare smile: "Relax, the Department of Internal Health can't ask for the imperial chef. When someone who can speak tomorrow goes up the mountain, naturally
It will force them to take action. "
Gu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of Leng Linjiang returning to Beijing, and suddenly smiled relaxedly.
That's right, no one can speak as naturally as Leng Linjiang.
Food in Leng Linjiang is like beauty in Xie Mengxia, you can have less but you can never live without it!
Gu Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "Sir, let these four people go and arrange for internal guards to keep an eye on them?"
"No need." Han Changmu smiled sadly.
"No need?" Gu Chen frowned.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled particularly strangely: "You spread the word that the craftsmanship of these four people has been noticed by the people in front of the emperor, and you want to select them to serve the saint's food in front of the emperor."
Gu Chen suddenly realized: "I understand the humble position."
When everyone is a cook, it's natural to say hello to me and hello to everyone. But suddenly someone makes a provocation and has a good future. Those who openly provoke and secretly cause trouble will probably swoop on them like flies, which is very annoying. It's annoying, and it's impossible to prevent it.
After saying this, Han Changmu saw that Gu Chen had no intention of leaving, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Gu Qi, is there anything else?"
Gu Chen opened his mouth and said with a troubled expression: "As far as I'm concerned, Sir, the Internal Security Department already had a shortage of manpower. Now that two more people have been sent to escort General Meng Qi back to the capital, the manpower is really stretched. "
"Isn't that right? Commander Jin of the Forbidden Army just now was still complaining to Beizi, saying that the hunting ground and inside were not fully fortified yet. He wanted to ask Beizi to second the internal guards." He Zhenfu hurriedly walked up the stone steps, his face full of anxiety.
Hearing this, Gu Chen turned around and said, "How can there be any manpower to lend to the Forbidden Army? You can't agree."
He Zhenfu nodded and said: "I didn't agree. Commander Jin said that he would come to discuss with you, sir. Didn't I come to report to you first?"
"..." Han Changmu was really stunned: "There are Jinwu Guards at the foot of the mountain and the Forbidden Army on the mountain. It is their business to set up defenses. The Internal Security Department is only responsible for screening and investigation. What do you do with the Internal Guards?"
"Hey, Commander Jin said that the Beiya Imperial Guards are mostly rough men who can fight and kill, but cannot carefully identify and explore loopholes, so they have to borrow a few internal guards." He Zhenfu said with a hint of pride.
Han Changmu pondered for a moment. The situation in the hunting ground was changing rapidly. One mistake could cause irreversible consequences. If the Imperial Army was really unable to cope with the situation, the Department of Internal Security had no reason to sit idly by.
After all, the Forbidden Army and the Department of Internal Security are now enemies of the same enemy.
He thought about it and said, "I will go see Commander Jin later and talk to him about this matter in detail."
Hearing these words, He Zhenfu and Gu Chen looked at each other. These words sounded a little loose. Could it be that their Lord Envoy wanted to lend some manpower to the Forbidden Army?
At this moment of excitement, Gu Chen and He Zhenfu began to calculate the internal guards in their hands, and which ones were most useful must be kept.
Han Changmu didn't think too much. He looked up and looked behind He Zhenfu and said in surprise: "Where is Yao joining the army? He hasn't gotten up yet?"
He Zhenfu and Gu Chen looked at each other and smiled: "In order to identify the suspicious imperial chef, Yao Canjun didn't sleep a wink for two nights and only returned to his room at dawn. He must be very tired."
After hearing this, Han Changmu, who originally planned to let Yao Yao go to see Jin Zhong and discuss the deployment of the hunting ground together, also gave up this idea.
People should make the best use of their abilities, but they should not go too far. They should be relaxed and relaxed, and give them a sweet date with a slap in the face.
If you are exhausted, there will be no one available.
Han Changmu nodded: "Yao Canjun's injury has not healed yet, so she should rest more. If there is nothing important today, there is no need to call her."
"..." Gu Chen said sadly, "Sir, I haven't slept for two nights despite my humble duty. Can you go and catch up on your sleep?"
Han Changmu said calmly: "After settling the affairs of the cook, you can go back and rest with me and Mr. He Qi to see Commander Jin."
"..." Gu Chen was completely desperate and muttered in a low voice: "Thank you!"
Han Changmu heard clearly, but didn't say anything. He just pursed his lips and made a faint smile.
Uncheckable smile.
