In the nineteenth year of Tianyu, on the first day of the lunar month, the first snow in the capital

The red bricks and green tiles of the capital, under the wind and snow blowing overnight, wrapped in a layer of soft white veil, the faint sunshine through the thick clouds barely squeezed out a trace, and was soon blocked back by the wind and snow.

The capital is southern, there is very little snow in previous years, but because it is not very much, so in winter, everything withers, and the strange flowers and plants all over the city are decayed, which is really boring a lot. Fortunately, there was a snowfall this year, which added a lot of fun to this winter.

"It's boring, such a little snow, it's not enough to even build a snowman's head."

Different from the bustle outside, Tang Jin, who was sitting in the restaurant, looked at the snow but couldn't arouse any interest. He said that the so-called heavy snow of yours is not as big as our smallest snow. If you were to see the snow that could drown half of the people at once, you wouldn't faint with excitement?

"Forget it, what other snow scene do you want to see in the capital? Wouldn't it be more interesting to see where those guys who have never seen snow play in the snow? Tang Xu smiled and pointed to the children below who were rolling excitedly in a thin layer of snow. To be honest, he really hasn't tried this kind of play, it's not that there is no place, it's not that he's afraid of being embarrassed, but he's afraid of being drowned in the snow, the snow in the Eastern Regions is okay, he was in Khan Meng's years, and he was pushed back into the house by the snow when he opened the door several times in the morning, and the snow fell so high that it was higher than the door, can you believe it?

"Okay, let's not talk about these haves and don'ts, don't forget the purpose of our visit today." Tang Jin knocked on the table and brought everyone's attention back to the topic. Everyone also quickly gathered their thoughts and looked at Tang Jin fixedly.

"Shizi, you asked the people of the beggar gang to help with the investigation, do you have any results?" Fang Xiaoer asked tentatively. Out of caution, he didn't name who it was, but several people present knew that Tang Jin deliberately asked the beggar gang to investigate, who else could there be besides the third prince?

When Tang Jin heard this, he glanced at Fang Xiaoer helplessly. He really didn't open which pot to mention, and he was angry because of this, so he wanted to ask.

"No, those bastards took the money and took my address. In the end, there was no useful information, it was all a bunch of nonsense. As he spoke, he threw a collated notebook on the table, which was the content of the beggars' investigation.

Tang Xu frowned slightly when he heard this, and now he is the head of the intelligence department of Dali Temple

Zhizhi has been working for a month, and it is just a simple little contact with the hidden agent who is lurking, but the so-called has never eaten pork and has seen a pig run, and he has seen a lot, and he now has a certain sensitivity to intelligence. I picked up the note and flipped through it, and the more I rolled my brows, the more I frowned.

His appearance naturally did not escape Tang Jin's eyes, and he immediately looked at him curiously and said, "What's wrong?" See what useful information is coming? ”

Tang Xu shook his head when he heard this, but nodded again, pointed to the content of the notebook and said, "Look at this, he went to a Goolan Fang three times in one day called Jinghong. ”

As he spoke, he flipped a few more pages forward, "It's the same here, and it's also three times a day. ”

"I don't think you can worry about that." Tang Jin interrupted, "His mother likes to listen to operas, but the troupe enters the palace to sing opera at a specific time, and it is routinely done every month, and there will be festivals that will be increased as appropriate." But Concubine Shu is obsessed with drama, and it is uncomfortable not to listen to the previous paragraph every day, so Tang Gou did not go back to this hook column every two days to learn opera, so that he could sing to his mother every day. ”

"But have you paid attention to the genre?" Tang Xu looked at Tang Jin with slightly narrowed eyes.

Tang Jin was stunned for a moment, "Drama? What do you mean? ”

When Tang Xu heard this, he pointed to the shocking hook column and said: "Because I have to borrow our own intelligence network recently, I have been running to the hook column more frequently, and I still know about some famous hook columns. The main drama is the southern opera of the Southern Regions, and most of the stories of talented and beautiful women are sung. As an authentic Beijing person, Concubine Shu doesn't listen to the more familiar Beijing opera, but listens to the southern opera, which is a bit unreasonable, right? Of course, even if she really likes Southern Opera, don't you think it's weird that Tang Gou learns opera himself and sings to his mother? Nanju sings the love story of talented and beautiful people, as a married woman, listening to this kind of drama will really be suspected of indiscretion, let alone the imperial concubine? And it's her son who sings to her, not afraid of falling into the mouth? ”

Tang Jin's brows gradually furrowed when he heard this, "That's it...... It does seem unreasonable. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something, grabbed the notebook in Tang Xu's hand, flipped to the blank page, and took out a bag pen from his arms, quickly writing something. Everyone glanced at it curiously, then shuddered at the same time, quickly withdrew their gaze, and sat with a nervous face.

It's just that it's not for anything else, just because Tang Jin wrote some symbols on the paper that they couldn't understand, according to previous experience

, he's asking God again! Maybe now that the gods are watching here, if they behave too presumptuously and ruin their good fortune, they won't have a place to cry. Although it is theoretically impossible to be blessed with what they do, zero is better than negative, right?

After the calculation of "Hu ......" was completed, Tang Jin threw down the bag pen in his hand, and the whole person showed a smug smile, "I see that the money you spent here is not unjust, at least it is still useful." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at a few people, and saw them sitting there with serious faces, and couldn't help but be stunned, and then seemed to think of something, and shook his head speechlessly, "Okay, the fairy is gone, it's okay." ”

"Huh......" With his words, the tense crowd instantly relaxed, and then hurriedly looked at Tang Jin, they were very curious, what kind of clues Tang Jin got when he asked God to come down to earth.

"Well, that's it, you see...... Uh, yes, I guess you won't understand it, I'll just say it. I used a method, which I call 'formula', to roughly calculate the places he went to most often according to Tang Gou's travel trajectory during this time, and at the same time locate these places in the capital, and then find out their direct relationship. ”

As he spoke, Tang Jin took a pen and drew a number in his notebook, circled a number, "Here, this is the final place that he often went to and deduced after combining his trajectory." Although it is not written in the intelligence that he has been to this place, according to his path of action, it shows that he should go, or that he mentally wants to go, but for some reason he can't go, so he can only hurry back to the palace every time he turns around the previous places. ”

"Uh...... So, where is this? Tang Xu and others, who didn't know numbers and didn't understand the three-dimensional positioning method at all, looked at the string of ghost drawings in their eyes, which was equivalent to a ghost drawing, and fell into deep self-doubt for a while. To be honest, if it wasn't Tang Jin on the other side, but someone else told them that this was a place, they would have kicked it over a long time ago, is this how the name of your place is written?

"I don't know." Tang Jin also shook his head, the capital is so big, and he hasn't specifically memorized the names of various places, how would he know this? "However, I can find it based on this position, and without further ado, we will go now."

Saying that, he stood up and walked directly, although Tang Xu and the others looked confused, but in line with the principle that this was an oracle, they also followed behind Tang Jin.

(To be continued)