Song Yanzhao stayed in Jiangning for half a month. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past half a month, he has almost walked through Jiangning County, but he has never gained much.

He had questioned more than a dozen families in Zhangjia Village about the suffering of missing persons, and the patriarch Zhang had said that after those little ladies and daughters-in-law were taken out, they came back once a month at first, and Song Yanzhao asked them to recall carefully to see if the people who came back to visit relatives had said some useful news.

Song Yanzhao summed up the information he got and came to several conclusions.

First, the places they go to are very large, and there are many courtyards, and they are assigned to different courtyards, except for once a month to visit relatives, and they are never allowed to come out;

Since he lives in such a large compound, he must be a wealthy family, at least in Jiangning, which is second to none.

Second, one family said that her little lady seemed to mention that the place where she lived was very hot, and the heat was steaming all day.

In other words, the family's mansion is very close to the water, or there is a large artificial lake in the mansion, so the phenomenon of steaming can occur.

Song Yanzhao screened the big households in Jiangning County, and listed those whose mansions were built by the lake or had artificial lakes at home, and visited them one by one, but found nothing.

It must be that he has missed something? Song Yanzhao knocked on the table, thinking carefully about what he might have missed.

"Master, why don't we go back to Jinling for two days and then come back to check? You're tired and a lot darker. Song Liang looked at Song Yanzhao, who was tired, and was very distressed.

Since the third master of his family came to Jiangning County, it is as if he has changed as a person, walking the streets and alleys every day, crossing mountains and mountains, as if he is on the bar with this case.

Song Liang was very distressed, the third master of his family came to Jiangning before, not to eat, drink and have fun, soak in hot springs, run horses and parade in the streets, when did he have such a tireless trek through mountains and rivers.

It's only been half a month, and the third master has gone around, and after returning to Jinling, it is estimated that the princess will beat himself up, Song Liang thought bitterly.

Song Yanzhao turned a deaf ear to Song Liang's proposal, he received an errand for the first time, but he had more experience and emotion than in more than ten years before.

The more difficult it is to investigate this case, the more Song Yanzhao wants to find him out, just like gnawing bones, the harder the bones, the more accomplished he will feel after gnawing them.

Seeing that Song Yanzhao only cared about muttering to himself and scrutinizing the case, Song Liang had become accustomed to the helplessness of being treated as air by his master in the past few days, and he was bored squatting on the threshold, thinking about his own thoughts.

He was thinking about Holly, and lived in Zhangjia Village for a few days, Mu Jin often went up the mountain to collect medicine, and the third master often ran away without a shadow, so he could only chat with Holly.

Thinking of the sharp-toothed, delicate and lively Holly, Song Liang's face was hot, and he couldn't help muttering: "I don't know where Luo Niangzi and Holly have gone, are they still in Jiangning County?"

"What are you doing with them?" Song Yanzhao, who was deliberating on the case, heard the words Luo Niangzi at the tip of his ear, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Third Master, do you also want Luo Niangzi and Holly?" Song Liang turned his head and looked at Song Yanzhao with bright eyes.

Song Yanzhao glared at Song Liang angrily, "Ye Cai won't miss her, it's nothing good to meet her." ”

"But, but if Luo Niangzi hadn't saved us last time, maybe you wouldn't have discovered the existence of Zhangjiacun until now. Song Liang shrunk his neck and muttered quietly.

Song Yanzhao narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Liang suspiciously, "Hmm, what are you talking about, are you doubting the third master's ability?"

"No, no!" Song Liang waved his hand in fright, "How dare I." ”

Song Yanzhao glanced at him and didn't speak again.

Song Liang stood up and ran to Song Yanzhao, "Third Master, since you don't want to go back to Jinling, why don't you go to our hot spring Zhuangzi in Tangshan for two days, and soak in the hot springs. ”

Song Yanzhao listened absentmindedly, and when he heard Song Liang say the words steaming, he suddenly slapped the table and stood up, "Where did you say to go?"

Song Liang was taken aback, and his words stumbled, "It's our soup.... The hot spring Zhuangzi of Tangshan. ”

Song Yanzhao was like an initiation, and suddenly understood what he was ignoring.

His eyes have been focused on Jiangning County, but he has forgotten that there are still many hot spring villages in Tangshan.

Those who can afford to build a hot spring Zhuangzi in Tangshan are all noble homes, not to mention that the hot spring water in Zhuangzi is always hot all year round, isn't it hot steaming?

Why didn't he think of that?

Thinking of this, Song Yanzhao couldn't sit still, he wandered around the house for a while, and immediately ordered Song Liang, "Pack up your things and go to Tangshan." ”

"Huh, now?" Song Liang's jaw dropped.

Didn't you just not want to go anywhere, just wanted to squat here to analyze the case? How did you figure it out in the blink of an eye, and you were going to Tangshan to soak in the hot springs?

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Tangshan has been called "hot spring" since ancient times, there are hundreds of hot springs of all sizes, it is a place where dignitaries and eunuchs, literati and scholars often visit and bathe, and many dignitaries have built their own hot spring villages in the mountains.

Because there are many people who play all year round, so the foot of Tangshan has developed into a lively town, which is very prosperous, and when it is almost winter, there are countless people who come to Tangshan to visit and bathe.

"Lady, try this plate chicken, it's really delicious. In a restaurant in the town at the foot of the mountain, Holly was grabbing a chicken leg and gnawing happily, and she didn't want to recommend it to Mu Jin.

Mu Jin put a hot fish head soup in front of her, she took it up and tasted it, her eyebrows and eyes crooked with a smile, "This fish head soup is more delicious, and it really deserves to be a fish raised in the hot spring." ”

The master and servant were full of food and drink, and with the endless flow of people out of the town, when they were about to enter the mountain, Song Yanzhao and Song Liang arrived in the town.

By now it was getting dark.

"Third master, let's eat something here, I didn't notify the head of the village in advance of the Zhuangzi, I'm afraid we'll miss the meal when we go up." Song Liang proposed.

Song Yanzhao naturally had no objections.

He raised his eyes to look at the endless stream of people in front of him, and his brows furrowed, why did so many people come to soak in the hot springs?

When Song Yanzhao wanted to withdraw his gaze, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Why is she here? He took two steps forward in surprise, but he stepped forward to take a look, but the figure flashed by, blended into the crowd, and disappeared.

"Third master, what are you looking at?" Song Liang stretched his neck curiously and looked forward, but found that he could only see the head of the black press.

"Oh, I didn't see anything, let's go in. Song Yanzhao retracted his gaze a little stunned and walked into the restaurant.

He must have seen it wrong, didn't the woman say that she wanted to play around, it's been more than half a month, she should have left Jiangning a long time ago, right?