Di Ying believed that no matter how hard the people at the makeup shop spent the past three years cleaning up the "evidence", he would be able to find at least one hair root in the flower room.
Because judging from the treatment given to Qian Xiner by the two dedicated doctors, no root cause of the toxicity was found.
I believe that the shop, greenhouse and workshop were not found either.
Just to remove the evidence, they would pull out all the weeds in the greenhouse and destroy the rouge and gouache from the same batch.
Thinking about what those people would do, Di Ying looked sarcastic.
By the time he rushed his horse to the southern suburbs, it was almost dusk.
He smiled with satisfaction at the brilliant sunset in the west.
At this time, the blankets on the greenhouse should be covered.
Make it easier for him to sneak in.
Peng Liang was already waiting on the official road outside the south gate.
When he saw the adults approaching, he urged his horse to come closer and whispered the location of the greenhouse.
Di Ying's face darkened upon hearing this.
That is more than 50 miles southwest of the capital city, where the mountains with the most hot springs are located.
Any larger hot springs there have already been enclosed in the villa's villa by people of high status, including the royal family.
People who can plant gardens and build flower houses there...
It seems that the owner behind that shop is not only a "someone", but also a "villain".
Di Ying shook the snow off his robe, tilted his head, pointed with one side of his chin in the direction of the hot spring mountain, then rushed into the wind and snow on horseback.
It's snowing. As the sun sets quickly, the cold wind becomes colder and the snowflakes float faster and more chaotically, blocking the already blurry vision and making it even more blurry.
Fortunately, this official road is very wide and smooth, and every ten miles, there are beautiful pavilions where you can rest.
Di Ying jumped off the horse when he arrived at the first pavilion, lit the lantern hanging on the corner of the pavilion, then took off the horse feed prepared on the horse's back, and took care of the two horses, one black and one red, to eat.
This was not his own horse, it was a horse "borrowed" from the royal stables before they left the palace.
Look at these feeds, they are all fried bean cakes.
Di Ying broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth. Tsk, it tasted quite good.
"Chi!"
"咴咴咴"
After the black horse snorted at him, the red horse barked at him.
"What's it called? You can't finish eating so much. I'm hungry. Share some with me first and pay it back to you later."
Di Ying raised her sleeves and wiped her face, then patted the horse's neck and continued to break the black bean cake and eat it.
The black horse's beautiful big eyes glanced at it, seeming to be disdainful.
He stopped shouting and turned his head to snatch it from his hand.
The red horse also grabs the one in the other hand.
Di Ying dodged and grabbed two more bean cakes from the feed bag. He stuffed one piece into the horse's mouth and chewed one himself.
In this way, Di Ying feeds the horse with one hand and feeds himself with the other hand. He also has to be careful of the horse that dislikes him for eating too much and will nudge him.
Peng Liang saw this scene when he came back from finding a large handful of firewood in the woods.
It was so sad that I almost shed tears on the spot.
He raised one shoulder, wiped his face, and then shouted to the adult: "My lord, I bought some food when I left the city. Don't worry, subordinate... Wait for me to light the fire. You can drink first." The mouth is hot."
Di Ying heard Peng Liang's voice, looked at the horse chewing happily, and then at the few black beans left in his hand.
He raised his hand and threw it into his mouth.
Two horses: "..."
He ran after him into the pavilion.
He kept nudging him with his huge horse head.
Di Ying smiled like a flower.
Holding a horse's neck with one hand, he managed to fulfill his "dream" of "hugging left and right" amidst the disgusted look and struggle of the other horse. Then he let go of them and poured a few bean cakes on the stone table in the middle of the pavilion. superior.
Seeing this, the black horse tilted his head and nuzzled him, then lowered his head and started eating.
Peng Liang was busy lighting a fire in the other corner of the pavilion: "..."
His adults turned out to be so naughty.
However, Di Ying felt that dealing with people was far less comfortable and enjoyable than getting along with animals.
When you are tired, just play with the animals for a while, which is very helpful to adjust your mood.
Of course, the premise is: either don’t raise it, or if you want to raise it, you can’t just keep it as a plaything, you must also take the greatest sense of responsibility and raise it well until old age and death.
If you can't do it and still like it, then just take the time to go to the live animal market for a while. Staying there for an hour can dissuade most people who want to keep animals on a whim.
Di Ying wanted to raise something, such as one with a particularly sensitive sense of smell, so that it could help him solve crimes.
Can you also help him... get over the wall? Or dig a hole?
Let’s talk about it when we have a chance.
After eating something and waiting for the night to get darker and the snow to become heavier, Di Ying and Peng Liang rushed to a place a mile away from the greenhouse. After tying their horses to a tree, they quietly approached the greenhouse.
This greenhouse is not small. It is about thirty meters wide and one hundred meters long. The outer wall is high in the north and low in the south. There are strips of felt blankets covering the roof in the same direction, but there are not many snowflakes accumulated on them, and they are not even in flakes.
Because there is a hot spring channel about one meter wide surrounding the greenhouse, which is steaming hot.
What a big deal.
Di Ying sighed.
This canal leads the hot spring water down the mountain, bypasses the greenhouse near the foot of the mountain, and then flows to a villa on the south side of the foot of the mountain, allowing green onions to grow on both sides of the canal in the snowy winter. green.
There are weeds and low trees.
It also made Di Ying, who was a little stiff from the cold, shiver violently from the hot air when he got closer. It felt so comfortable.
"Da da da"
There was a slight sound of horse's hooves, mixed with the "squeaking" sound of horse's hoofs stepping on the snow.
Di Ying quickly hid behind a tree and squatted down.
It was a patrolling guard, with more than a dozen people holding torches, slowly driving their horses, and slowly emerged from the darkness.
It stopped a few dozen meters away from the greenhouse.
A nursing home patted the snowflakes on the horse's mane and complained: "Boss, the horse will freeze in such a cold weather. Can we go to the warm water channel to warm up for a while?"
"Yes, boss, with the snow high and the night dark, there is no need to patrol so diligently, right? Who dares to touch our master?" Another nurse also said.
The leader heard this and scolded: "Don't be lazy! Rouge gouache sells especially well in winter, and the price is still high. The greenhouse must not be damaged!"
After saying that, he changed his tone and said: "Turn around, make two more turns and then go back. Don't get close to the warm water channel now, otherwise you won't want to move as soon as it gets warm."
After saying that, he turned the horse's head and headed towards the other side.
The rest of the nursing staff had no choice but to obey the order, sighing and turning around.
Di Ying felt slightly relieved.
But he was only half relieved. He was worried that the nursing staff would change their minds at any time.
