"Then it's strange, how could the concubine buy a murderer, how could she die herself? Could it be your senior brother?" Yan Zhao asked strangely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"No, it won't. Gu Changlan shook his head decisively and said, "This matter is strange, and we have to investigate it slowly." ”

The two of them stayed in the lantern tower until late at night, and Yan Zhao followed Gu Changlan to copy scriptures in the bamboo building, and it took five days to see Yun Man coming back from Ye Wuqing.

Seeing Yun Man come back, the two shadows that had been following Gu Changlan far behind him like ghosts disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest in an instant, never to be seen again.

Yan Zhao looked at Yun Man apologetically, he had lost a lot of weight in just five ****, his eyes were deep-set, and his eyes were full of blue-gray shadows, only his spirit had never been sluggish, and his back was as straight as an arrow.

"Yunman, I'm sorry. Yan Zhao grabbed Yun Man outside the door and said apologetically.

In her eyes, Yun Man not only has profound martial arts, but also manages Gu Changlan's affairs with Jin Zhong, and can also control Tang Qi, he is already a terrible person, but she didn't expect this person named Ye Wuqing to be so terrifying, even Yun Man is haggard like this.

If she made a mistake in the future, she would rather go to dig graphite with Tang Qi than find this Ye Wuqing.

Yun Man smiled heartily and said, "It doesn't matter, it's the healer you said......

Yan Zhao waved his hand and said, "Lord Gu has already asked someone to look for it." ”

"Then I'm relieved. Yun Man smiled expectantly and walked quickly into the house.

In the house, Gu Changlan was copying scriptures with a pen, and the green Taohe inkstone was hidden under the bamboo shadow, becoming more and more bottomless.

Yan Zhao glanced at Gu Changlan, bit the bamboo leaves and walked out of the bamboo forest, and when the clouds came back with all their beards and tails, she put down a piece of the stone in her heart, and began to think about the green peach in the temple.

Song Cheng has wanted to eat peaches for a long time, and she is going to take some back to give him a covetousness, and when the time comes, he will definitely drool at the green little peaches while getting angry.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhao covered his mouth and laughed secretly, and had a lot of fun in the green vegetable field outside the temple wall.

After the music, I saw a little monk carrying a bucket out to apply fertilizer, the little monk was just a little higher than the bucket, and the oil on his head was still shaved, and the burrs were prickly.

Yan Zhao hurriedly flashed to the base of the wall, slipped into the half-open back door while the little monk was laboriously carrying the bucket, and jumped lightly onto the peach tree.

There were not many peaches on the tree, and some not very good fruits were cut off, except for a dozen or so small green fruits hanging on the east side.

The fruit was not as big as a spoonful, and it was grabbed and pulled by Yan Zhao, and the thin branches of the peach tree made a chaotic sound, which alarmed the little monk who was pouring vegetables outside.

"Who?" the monk was small, and when he heard the peach branches moving without wind, he was shocked and frightened, and he couldn't help shouting to give himself courage, and moved over step by step.

Yan Zhao secretly said "Oops", she forgot about this little guy, she hurriedly wrapped the four or five peaches in her hand in a handkerchief, tiptoe, and the wind jumped out of the wall.

The child behind him cried loudly, "Master, there is a thief who steals peaches!"

Yan Zhao jumped out of the distance before stopping, and she was about to wipe the sweat on her forehead when she heard the sound of leaves shaking with a "swish", as if the movement of a bird.

Her ears moved slightly, it wasn't a bird, someone had just jumped past her.

Someone went up the mountain, could it be Gu Changlan's senior brother?

A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Zhao's eyes, she pursed her lips, stuffed the handkerchief in her hand into her arms, and decisively followed.

She is small, as light as a swallow, light and snowy without a trace, so embellished behind people, not noticed at all, the person in front of the person after the halfway pavilion, no longer rushed, but walked quickly into the bamboo forest.

Yan Zhao, who was behind, stopped and looked at the man carefully.

It's not the senior brother I saw that day!

This person's appearance and stature are all medium, unremarkable ordinary, and from a distance, his eyebrows and eyes seem to be confused, which makes Yan Zhao can't help but think of the people he has seen lurking in the Zhan Mansion in the palace.

is also so unsightly, so it seems that they should use some method to hide their original appearance.

That was the person who came to deliver the news to Gu Changlan, Yan Zhao's heart was slightly relieved, and he got into it from the muddy path on the side, and lay down under the dark layer under the bamboo building.

This is still a path she found when she was chasing rabbits, the road is full of bamboo branches and no one cares for it, only half a person wide can cross, I don't want to play a role at this time.

"What did you find in southern Jiangsu this time?" Gu Changlan's voice coldly passed through the bamboo building and fell into Yan Zhao's ears.

"Yes. A nasal voice came, and he paused for a while as if he had taken out something, and then said: "This is a portrait brought by a subordinate, and there is nothing unusual, the Song family insisted that this person was the son of the deceased brother and sister-in-law, but the subordinates asked about the things and whereabouts of this person in the past, and the old couple of the Song family could not agree." ”

Sunsong Song family?

Could it be Song Cheng?

But Gu Changlan went to check what Song Cheng was doing, and brought a portrait, if he wanted to check, he should check when he first met Song Cheng.

Yan Zhao clenched her hands tightly, her bones were headache from the hairy peach diaphragm on her chest, and she frowned, waiting for the silence on the bamboo tower to pass.

I don't know how long it took before I heard Gu Changlan say lightly: "Is there any evidence?"

"Yes, my subordinates went to the county government library overnight, looking for the household registration book of the year, in the name of the book made in the same year, this person is in the last line, the ink is much newer than others, it should be added later, if it is not omitted when making the book, it is specially added later, but the master who was responsible for making the book at that time has passed away, and no one can be found to witness. ”

"There are often things like spending money to buy customers, so it seems that he has put some effort into it. Gu Changlan said thoughtfully.

"The master wants to investigate deeply, and his subordinates have left secret agents at the Song couple. ”

"There's no need to check, just withdraw the people. After Gu Changlan finished speaking, he stopped, and there was a long silence.

Yan Zhao's heart almost jumped out, it was raining outside the house again, she didn't dare to move, let the muddy rain wash away, and listened nervously.

If Song Cheng is not Song Cheng, then who is he?

She couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat in her palms, her mind was a mess, and it took a while before she settled down and thought: No matter who he is, she only thinks that he is Song Cheng who has been with him day and night for six years.

After a long time, Gu Changlan's voice sounded, with a faint hint of coolness: "If you don't have the surname Song, then you may have the surname Cheng." ”

People always have an innate loyalty to their surname, that is, when they are on the run, their surname cannot be thrown away.

"Master, surnamed Cheng knows medical skills, could it be ......" Yun Man suddenly asked with some hesitation.

"You can't be wrong, I will leave for Beijing tomorrow and go to Dali Temple to check the file. Gu Changlan's tone became relaxed, like a person who had been burdened for a long time and took a breath.

After looking for so many years, I finally have a clue, how not to let people breathe a sigh of relief.

It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

The rain outside the house crackled, and the flowers of late spring were scattered, and when the people in the house receded, Yan Zhao got up by the sound of the rain and quietly climbed into his room.