Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the huge carriage with eleven men and women tied to it, two strings of loud firecrackers hanging from the tail, and blasting into the early morning of Xixuan in the glow of sunshine, was wrapped with a car of young children with missing limbs and indistinguishable facial features, and drove in Entering the broad courtyard of the General's Mansion in the royal capital.
In less than a cup of tea, the news spread from the city to the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and the whole west was agitated.
People who usually live in silence and are obsessed with fame and wealth can't help but lower their heads and sigh, raise their heads and curse angrily: How cruel!
"So, the blind little beggar next to my shop was persecuted like this? I think it was due to birth or accident. Now that I think about it, the woman next to me does not look like a good person."
"I can't let my mother-in-law carry Ayan out to play with something like this. If this happens to our Ayan, I probably won't survive."
"Everyone should pay more attention to your side. If you notice anything wrong, you need to report it to the official immediately."
"Report to the official? What does the governor do for a living! He didn't even find out these things, and he asked the righteous people to arrest people and send them to the general's mansion."
"General's Mansion, why do you think it is the General's Mansion? There are many high-ranking official residences in the Xixuan King's City, but the General's Mansion is the only one chosen. I don't know how the general in the mansion will handle this matter..."
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In the study room of the General's Mansion, Yanwu looked at the yellowed note carefully. The handwriting on it was deep and straight.
"Hand it over to the general. I hope the general will protect him and investigate him." Yanwu frowned and expressed his disdain, "Is this asking for an orphan on his deathbed?"
Of course he would not talk to himself alone in the study in broad daylight. This was obviously a question, so naturally it was someone else who asked it.
On one side of the study, a man in blue was sitting on a mahogany chair covered with fox fur. His slender fingers were slightly bent, and he was holding an ancient book in one hand. His voice came from behind the ancient book: "This is enough to show that General, you are here." In the eyes of this mysterious friend, he has high status and reputation in the world, but the general is cursing him like this at this moment. It's not very kind." As he said this, he shook his head as if he didn't agree.
Yanwu turned his head to look at him, only to see the blue hairband flicking behind the paper, and said: "This man is very deep-minded. If you really believe me, there is no need to engage in such a battle early in the morning. It's clear I want to tell the world that people are here, forcing me to take charge of this matter, protect this person, and let the people of the world supervise me."
The man in blue changed his posture, from sitting upright to reclining: "Isn't it because you are nosy? When you heard the noise early in the morning, you had to fly out of the fence to have a look."
Yanwu held a piece of paper between his fingers and rattled it in front of his book: "This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy! Look at this note, it says General, even if I don't go out, someone will still have to find me, and surprisingly... Unknowingly, the wheat bran that horses love to eat was scattered all over the door in front of my general’s mansion.”
The man in blue picked up the white jade cup on the desk, sipped it lightly, and a layer of mist appeared on his lips: "If you don't want to take care of it, you can leave this matter to the Xidu Prefecture, the Criminal Department or the Prison Department, and practice your sword. , go to the battlefield and kill your enemies."
At this time, Yanwu frowned and his eyes were heavy: "You don't have to provoke me, I really have control over this matter. I am out there killing the enemy to protect my family and country, but I didn't expect that someone is doing this to exterminate my people in Western Xinjiang." When things come to a halt, the appearance of those children is something even a person like me, who is used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, can't bear to look at."
The man in blue moved his fingers slightly and turned the page of the paper: "What clues are there about that carriage?"
In the area where Yanwu hooked his legs, the mahogany chair instantly moved behind him, and he sat side by side with the man in blue: "The carriage came from Dexing Horse Carriage, the largest car dealer in Xixuan, and the people who came to buy it were an ordinary-looking young man and a six-year-old man. A seven-year-old boy. The snacks, firecrackers, bedding, ropes, and medicines on the carriage all come from the most famous shops in Xixuan, including Yipinju Fushenglou in the south of the city, Khmer Fang in the north, and Jieshepu Renxintang in the city. Every The descriptions of the store clerks were the same as those of Dexing Automobile Dealers - the young man looked ordinary and ordinary, with no particularly outstanding features. The boy looked cute, but most children of this age looked cute, so he didn't pay much attention to it and couldn't remember it clearly. According to people on the street, they saw the carriage going from the south to the north, and from the east to the west yesterday. Because the carriage was so big and conspicuous, many people were impressed."
The man in blue lowered the paper slightly, and his handsome eyebrows appeared after he rolled it: "Rich and ostentatious, but no trace of it."
Yanwu looked sideways at him: "The eleven men and women behind the car were so frightened that they confessed all their crimes before even being tortured. But it was of no use. They were only responsible for taking over the children who were sent here. The most important contact person was named Hu The boss ran away while coming. They also mentioned the young man and the boy. In their words, the young man was very skilled, acted strangely, had vicious thoughts, ruthless attacks, perverted methods, and an anxious temper. Not only was it easy to He was furious and easy to get angry, and tortured them extremely. He also gave them a poison/drug that would cause them to die suddenly if they were not solved within ten hours. He said that he would give them the antidote as long as they did not run away. Now they are crying and making trouble. Let us give you the antidote. I asked someone to check and found that they were not poisoned, but were just fed some special anesthetic."
The snow-white cloud boots were stretched out on the general's desk. They were spotless and overlapped with each other. He leaned back slightly and revealed a pair of eyes from the scriptures. They were dark and bright, as if a moon had fallen at the bottom of a deep lake: "It seems that the anesthetic has been used." It’s not heavy enough, where is the child?”
Yanwu said in a deep voice: "They are still being treated by the doctor in the palace. They are all seriously injured, but they have been treated before coming here. The doctor said that his methods are experienced and skillful. I will enter the palace in the afternoon and ask for a special control token to investigate the matter. Is it possible that the governor of such a big government knows nothing about this matter? He is either seeking personal gain or neglecting his duty. We should investigate it carefully."
The man in blue nodded: "Go ahead."
Yanwu frowned: "You won't go?"
The man in blue said: "I will enter the palace in a few days. I have to go to a place later."
Yanwu: "Where?"
The man in blue retracted his legs and folded the sutra scroll. The sunlight filtered in from the window and finally illuminated his whole face. It flowed from his tall nose to the corners of his mouth. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he said: "The ruined temple in the east of the city."
Wujiang followed Boss Hu through the woods, entered the city from the other side, and finally turned into a remote alley.
Boss Hu stopped in front of a vermilion door, stretched out his hand and knocked on the bronze door knocker.
"Dong dong" "dong dong dong" "dong dong dong dong", after knocking two, three, four, three times regularly, the door slowly opened, revealing an old wrinkled and ugly face, with drooped eyelids that almost covered the eyeballs. .
"Who are you looking for?" A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from his mouth, but strangely he did not speak.
"I want to see Butler Zhu." Boss Hu replied anxiously. His leg was cut by thorns in the forest, blood seeped out, and he almost collapsed.
But the man shook his head, with a scary light in his eyes, and continued to speak in strange ventriloquism: "There is no Butler Zhu here, you are looking for the wrong one."
Boss Hu put his hand against the door to prevent him from closing it: "I know the rules here, and you should show your token before meeting, but my token was taken away. A weirdo came out of nowhere. We All the people were captured by him, and I finally escaped to report the news. I want to see Butler Zhu, ah, yes, my token is rolled with gold edges, and there is a simple rat head in the middle. As long as you give it to me I can draw it immediately with a pen. I'm not lying to you. Please let me see Butler Zhu. I want to report this matter to him. It's extremely urgent. Now neither those little beggars nor our people know that they have been caught. Where have you gone? If you go now, you might be able to come back. Please..."
The door stopped when there was still a thread: "You are waiting outside the door now." After saying that, the door closed the last gap.
Boss Hu collapsed to the ground exhausted, as if he felt the pain just now, his face twisted into a ball in pain.
Wujiang entered from the roof on the other side and followed the gloomy-looking old man to an inconspicuous door in the backyard. This house doesn't look big from the outside, but it's truly unique inside, with a deep courtyard. The old man knocked on the door lightly, and after explaining what Boss Hu said, he waited patiently. A soft voice came from the room, as comforting as the spring breeze blowing on his face: "Let him come in and wait for me in the side hall."
Soon, the door opened, and a man of medium build walked out of the house. He wore an ordinary red gown, his hair was neatly combed back, revealing his broad forehead. This face is not ugly but not good-looking either. It really looks like an unattractive but reassuring housekeeper in the compound. However, Wujiang's first instinct is that it is definitely not his real appearance. Like her, he also brings Got a human skin mask.
The man named Butler Zhu walked out of the door, but he did not close the door behind him. Instead, he slowly turned around, leaned forward to grab the edge of the door, and then gently closed the door. The strange thing is that his eyes are not looking straight ahead, but looking slightly at the ground, as if he is really a servant who has just exited the master's room, and after going out, he humbly and respectfully closes the door for his master.
Is there anyone else inside? The real owner of this house?
Just as Wujiang was guessing, he saw him take out a lock from his vermilion sleeve, pass it through the door knocker, click the lock, and he carefully pulled the lock to confirm that the door was indeed locked before turning and leaving.
No one inside? Otherwise, why would the door be locked?
In a house like this, it is rare to go to the side hall without thinking of locking the door, but it is true that there are surprisingly few guards in this house. Wujiang didn't see many people all the way here, otherwise it would be difficult for her to be on the rooftop in broad daylight. Come high and go.
After Wujiang confirmed that no one was around, he slid down from the roof and came to the door.
What's behind this red door that's a little too coquettish?
She hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and threaded the wire through the small dark keyhole.
