The prime minister's high interest cooled for three points in a bookbag of Lord Zhang Shangshu, and Dongfang Yi saw that the situation was not good, and went straight to the point: "I won't tell you anything, in order to welcome your arrival, we have specially trimmed out a few strange flowers and plants, please the Prime Minister and the envoys to appreciate the light and see the colors." It took a lot of time, but I finally got the wrong words to the point.

As he expected, the prime minister was a person who cherished flowers like his life, as soon as he heard that Dongfang Yi had arranged this activity, the main matter, he responded to the sound, and his interest was raised again, Dongfang Yi and Zhang Cong glanced at each other, thinking that they had finally dealt with this matter, and they were relieved.

The three people in the hall who were in charge of greeting the envoys, both of them were very satisfied with the results they could earn, but somehow, they had been sneering at the Prime Minister of Burma, and it seemed that they had no opinion on the settlement of the dispute.

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"Here we are."

Zong Hao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.

Su Musha raised his eyes, almost didn't recognize it, he had seen and been here, the solemn Kyoto Mansion, and now it was dark and black, because it was drenched with water and covered with sandbags, it looked damp and dirty.

A few officials were watching more than a dozen workers moving inside and outside the palace, blocking the door. Su Musha looked at Zong Hao: "Where do we get in from?" ”

Is it a side door, or a back door?

"Let's go through the front door."

Zong Xiao said with a hint of a smile.

Front door?

The front door has been largely blocked due to repairs. Even if it is not blocked, the open space at the front door is long, muddy and difficult to walk, let alone passing through the front door, even if you take a detour around here, you can get covered in dust.

Why bother to get in from here thanklessly?

"Why go through the front door?"

Zong Hao had expected her to have this question, so he didn't panic, and was about to say the pretext he had come up with, when he saw Su Musha staring at him with round eyes, his expression was calm and calm, and although he was asking a question in his mouth, there was no doubt on his face.

Zong Xiao's explanation to his lips finally swallowed: Yes, don't you have any suspicions? Haven't I been able to pave the way along the way?

He coughed lightly twice and walked to the door of the mansion first.

The official on duty recognized Zong Hu, raised his chin and greeted, and when Zong Hu came closer, he said to the construction people half-deadly: "Go to the side, don't you see blocking the door?" As he spoke, he squinted his eyes and went to Qi Zongqi, waiting for him to politely say, "No, no."

Zong Xiao was not polite, he was still smiling on his face, and suddenly took a step to the side, covering the flying dust for Su Mu, and at the same time instructed: "Be careful under your feet, this piece is not easy to walk." ”

Su Musha covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, lowered his head to find a foothold, and felt distressed that the shoes and socks that had just been put on his feet were splashed with mud, and he was about to be nagged by the spring grass again. She was wary of Zong Hao's attitude towards the front and back: he suddenly held the shelf again, and suddenly seemed to be very attentive, not like he set up a bureau to arrest me, but like a design to sell well.

Hurry up and make a move. Grinding.

When the officials saw that Zong Xiao was unusual, he was also puzzled, but even if he was puzzled, when he saw that he was walking into the yamen with a girl in a muffled voice, he also knew that they were not joking, so he couldn't say it, so he ordered the workers to retreat a few steps and let a narrow road come out.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the first half of the government was covered with scorched earth, but the burned rubble and bricks had been removed, and there was no indication that the fire was serious. Looking at the damaged bricks and tiles, it can be seen that the fire has not spread any more.

Thinking of the conclusion that someone set the fire, Su Musha secretly thought to himself: Sure enough, the fire was in the back house. It's just that I don't know if it's aimed at Song Linchuan or ......

Thinking of this, she asked Zong Hao, "Does Lord Fu Yin live behind this yamen?" ”

The county government office and so on are generally the structure of the front hall and the back house, the front is the public hall, and the back is the public house for officials and their families to stay, but not all officials live in the back house, and some officials think that the public house is cramped and not bright enough, and often choose another house to live in.

"Lord Song's house is in Beicheng, and he will only live in the back house when he has heavy official duties." Seeing that she inquired about this, Zong Xiao was even more convinced that his judgment was correct, and he did not go to the office of each department or to the public hall at the moment, but turned around and faced the gate.

Su Musha saw that he was acting differently, and he also turned around, only to see that the inner courtyard walls on both sides of the mansion gate were scorched black outside the courtyard door, and the brush was shiny white, and it was even a little dazzling in the sun. Apparently freshly brushed after the fire was extinguished.

She squinted and found that there were announcements posted on the left and right walls, all of which were in the format of the words above and below, and there were several large characters at the top of the "sea fishing documents".

Sea Fishing Paperwork? Is it a wanted document for Su Liang?

Su Musha's mind was like electricity, and he didn't read the content of the sea fishing document carefully, but looked at Zong Hu first, and saw that he was staring at him with burning eyes, obviously waiting to see his reaction. A smile appeared on Su Musha's face and asked, "Why don't you go in?" What are you doing here? ”

"Look at that picture." Zong Hao stretched out his hand and pointed to the left.

The words have been picked out to this point, Su Musha is not good at pretending to be stupid anymore, and he has made up his mind at the moment, and when he sees Su Liang's shadow and painting, he must pretend that he has not seen it. She simulated a few expressions of surprise, confusion, and doubt in her mind, even thinking about how to raise her eyebrows and how to open her eyes, and then looked in the direction of his finger.

Who knows, after half a day of mental preparation, it was done in vain.

It's not Su Liang at all.

"Who is this man?"

Su Musha frowned and asked.

Zong Xiao was taken aback, the surprise in Su Musha's words was not half fake, as if he really didn't know who the figure on the sea fishing book on the left was.

Who's this? Who else could it be!

Isn't this the thief who fled all the way from the government to Xiaoqingshan on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival? You say you don't know him, but it's not a blind ...... Hey? No way. Could it be that this Su Dongjia's appearance in Xiaoqingshan at night was really farting and blowing fire--making (stinky). All a coincidence?

Not only was Zong Hao surprised, but Su Musha was also taken aback by Zong Hao's surprise: Looking at his reaction, should I know this person, right?

She went and looked at the portrait of the man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, thin lips, round ears, fleshy cheeks, and a broad forehead......

This time, counting the characteristics of the people in the painting, Su Musha finally saw some taste: this person is really familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere...... Or have you heard of it?

Come to think of it!

It's been painted!

Isn't this what Chuncao described, Su Liang wearing a human skin mask?

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(Diary of the heroine 194, August is not the end of the ninth day, this is really ...... Who knew that a seemingly meaningless move would actually work here? On the Coincidences and Causality in This World~) (To be continued. )