"Lord Hou, the third prince, Prince An is here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xin Rong ran over and said.

He hadn't paid attention before, he was busy surrounding the horse with them, and it would have been rude to have him wait for so long if he hadn't been reminded by someone.

"Prince An is here, where is he?" Xin Huaiye was surprised.

Murong Hao, the prince of An, is the younger brother of the same mother and the youngest son of the first emperor, he doesn't like the deceit in the court, and he rarely goes out on weekdays, although he has no real power, but he is very favored by the saint, and no one dares to underestimate him.

Murong Hao is a generation older than them, but he is only twenty-five years old, four years older than Xin Huaiye, and he has known each other since childhood.

"Huaiye." Murong Hao walked slowly, looking dignified.

Murong Hao, the prince of An, and Murong Pei, the third prince, Xin Huaiye, the marquis of Zhenguo, and Shan Fengyin, the secretary of the criminal department, are known as the four princes of the capital.

If you only talk about appearance, it must be Shan Fengyin, the secretary of the Criminal Department, who is firmly in the first place, but he usually doesn't laugh, if he laughs, he must carry a yin wind, which makes people feel cold and fluttering when they look at it.

So even though he was so beautiful and young and in a high position, no one dared to come to him.

And Murong Hao, the prince of An, is gentle and elegant, and has a degree of progress and retreat in the world, he is really a beautiful son, and he is the dream lover of most women in Beijing.

It's a pity that since his fiancée died ten years ago, he hasn't been married again.

This makes those daughters' families feel that he values love and righteousness, and they just can't wait to enter King An's mansion to be a maid, and it's good to see him a few times on weekdays.

The third prince, Murong Pei, is still young, and he lingers in the pile of beauties, but the women in those dusty places respect him very much, thinking that he is gentle, witty, and generous.

Xin Huaiye, the Marquis of Zhenguo, is the favorite of all the Gaomen families, he is young, he is a first-class marquis, and the most important thing is that he holds military power and has been favored for several generations.

There are no direct elders in the mansion, and if you marry, you can directly take charge of the entire Hou Mansion, and there is no better family than this.

However, these four men, all of them have their own opinions, although the emperor and the queen mother occasionally mention their marriage, if they refuse, they will not be reluctant.

"Uncle Xiaohuang, why do you have time to come over today?" Murong Pei jumped over suddenly, he had been following Prince An as a drag oil bottle since he was a child.

It's a pity that the quasi-imperial aunt passed away, and the little imperial uncle left the capital and just came back a few years ago.

"Ngapoi has grown so tall." Murong Hao smiled at Murong Pei.

"Uncle Xiaohuang, you only saw me a few days ago." Murong Pei was a little speechless and said, why did every time they meet start like this.

"Ahem, I'm old, so my memory is not very good, Ah Pei is not strange." Murong Hao coughed lightly, but there was no embarrassment on his face.

"Uncle Xiaohuang, what are you here for today, don't you stay in the mansion every day, can't you even go out of the study door, the imperial grandmother complained to me a few days ago, saying that you haven't entered the palace to see him."

The current queen mother is the biological mother of Shengshang and Prince An, and the queen mother is also heartbroken for this youngest son.

"Ah Pei, aren't you too old, you also went to my house to talk to me a few days ago."

"Ahem, I'm not too surprised, who let Uncle Xiaohuang leave the house when nothing big happened!" Murong Pei said.

Murong Hao went out of Beijing ten years ago and came back three years ago, and since then he rarely goes out, revising books in the mansion all day long.

Seeing that he was so obsessed, the saint today persuaded him a few times, and simply let him go.

Not only that, but he also asked people to send a lot of precious books in the palace to him for study and revision.

And Prince An also lived up to expectations, revising a full 180 books in three years, which made his reputation among the world's readers rise to an indescribable height.

How many scholars come to the capital, just to enter the palace of King An to see his study.

Someone even said that as long as Prince An is willing to let him read in the mansion, he is willing to be a cow and a horse for him for a lifetime.

It's a pity that he is willing, but Prince An is unwilling.

"My house was stolen, so I want to ask Huaiye to help me catch the thief." Murong Hao said.

"There are still people who can enter King An's mansion to steal, that martial arts must be very powerful, but shouldn't it be more convenient to find Shan Fengyin Shan for this matter, people eat this bowl of rice." Murong Pei said, but when he mentioned this name, he shook it twice first.

He had the privilege of visiting the Criminal Department once before, and he saw his methods, which were really bloody.

However, his father valued him very much, and the eldest brother and the second emperor brother went to him from time to time to contact him.

It's a pity that people are very arrogant, and they have always ignored it, but let him watch a few ready-made jokes.

"I just lost a book in the house, and I don't want to stir up the public." Murong Hao frowned slightly.

There were tens of thousands of books in his house, and he really didn't understand how the thief stole that book.

The population in King An's mansion is simple, and the servants are all old people who have served for several years, and those who can get close to the study are people he trusts very much.

"What kind of book is lost, that thief must be a good means." When Murong Pei heard that he had lost a book, he was immediately a little excited.

If you say that the most heavily defended place in the world, one is the palace, the other is the prison of the criminal department, and the other should be the study of King An's mansion.

Twelve hours a day, twenty guards seamlessly change shifts, and there are even scholars in the study who have been keeping vigil, so it is incredible that there are still books lost.

"It's a medical book, I don't have many medical books there, and I don't understand medical science, so these medical books are not put in a separate place, but they are mixed with other books, but yesterday a doctor asked me to borrow a book, I searched for it, only to find that the book was missing." Murong Hao himself didn't understand how the book could not be seen.

If it was the book he had recently revised, he might not have been so surprised, after all, it was placed in such a conspicuous place and had to be consulted every day.

But even he himself had to think about it carefully to find out where it was.

Does this mean that there is a thief in his house......

"You want me to help you catch the thief?" Xin Huaiye asked, Murong Pei talked too much just now, and he had no room to speak.

"Yes, I think the thief will come again, and we're just in time to catch a turtle in an urn."

"He has already succeeded this time, how can the prince be sure that he will come again?" Xin Huaiye asked.

"What he stole was only the first volume of the medical book, and he might try it again for the next volume, and I plan to hold a book party tomorrow to see if the thief will take the opportunity to sneak in and steal again." Murong Hao said.

"Where is the next volume?" Xin Huaiye asked.

Murong Hao: "The first volume is the only one, and the second volume has been lost for hundreds of years. ”

Xin Huaiye and Murong Pei: ......