Chapter Ninety-Three: The surname of a street is Xie
The swallow was pulled away by Han Feiyao, and her feet didn't stop, but she was still thinking about the girl just now.
"Fei Yao! Do any of your housekeepers have the surname Xie? Yanzi followed behind Han Feiyao and asked curiously.
If Zhao Baokuan sells his sister Hua'er to the capital, it is not a Qinglou, and it is this kind of big family that needs the most manpower.
I saw Han Feiyao turning his head to look at Yanzi: "Yes, but what are you asking for, many of the housekeepers on this street are surnamed Xie!" And the people on the street in front of him are also surnamed Xie! ”
People on the street are all surnamed Xie? Could it be that this is coming in Xie Village?
"Then have you ever bought a new girl in your house recently, that is, in the last three or four months?" Swallow asked suspiciously.
I saw Han Feiyao think for a moment, shook his head and muttered: "I don't know this, the people from our General's Mansion will enter a batch every month, and then they will also leave a batch, there are a lot of people here, and there are people who are in charge of things, so I don't know very well, why do you have something?" ”
With that, Han Feiyao took Yanzi to the backyard, where Han Jingxuan and Ning Heyue were waiting for her under the long pavilion.
Yanzi took out the portrait of her sister from her arms, and before she could speak, Han Jingxuan took it and handed it to her sister.
"This girl helps me keep an eye on it, and I can also give these portraits to the young ladies of the big families in the neighborhood, so that they can inquire if there is this girl in the house!" Han Jingxuan looked at the portrait of the flower and said to Han Feiyao.
"Okay, isn't it just someone to find! It's up to me! Let them all help you find it, but there's no guarantee that you'll find it! Han Feiyao nodded in response.
After saying that, Han Feiyao looked up at the three of them, and after waving at them, the four of them left the General's Mansion again.
But in the attic of the General's Mansion, Han Jingwen stood with his sleeves brushed, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Han Jingxuan who was going out.
"What a big thing can be achieved by an illegitimate child! I am the eldest son of the General's Mansion, and that short dagger belongs to me! Han Jingwen gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and the hand behind his back clenched into a fist, full of strength.
The streets of the capital are bustling, with everything available, with vendors on both sides shouting and selling one after another, and pedestrians of all shapes and sizes coming and going, from all over the world.
Four people walked down the street, wandering around.
Han Jingxuan yawned and said lazily: "My good sister, what are you doing with us on such a hot day!" ”
Indeed, the four of them had been going back and forth several times on these streets.
Han Feiyao was not tired at all, and said lightly: "Then have you noticed that there is anything wrong on this street?" ”
"Something is wrong?" Ning Heyue asked softly, these streets are full of people, patrols patrol, and vendors are uniform, but I don't know what is wrong.
Swallow frowned, looked around again, and said with some confusion: "You mean to say that there are too many patrols on these streets?" ”
When Yanzi said this, Ning Heyue also sensed that something was wrong.
After walking down these circles, I have seen no less than twenty pairs of patrolmen, and one pair of three.
I thought that these patrols were to protect the safety of the capital, but the unusually large number of patrols was a bit strange.
Han Jingxuan stood on the street corridor, his face was solemn, his eyes quickly swept the entire street in front of him, and there were always hidden waves under the calm and peaceful.
Afterwards, Han Feiyao took them to a teahouse on the street, where a storyteller was being told in the hall on the first floor.
In the corner of the second floor, four people sat down at random.
"Tell me, what's going on in the capital lately?" Han Jingxuan poured a cup of tea for the three of them and asked his sister softly.
I saw Han Feiyao stretch out her slender index finger and put it to her mouth, signaling to whisper, looking nervous.
"Recently, there have been a lot of lost children in the capital, boys and girls, but they are all under the age of five, and they didn't cause too many ideas, but then they lost five in one day, and everyone paid attention to it, and the patrols above were strengthened, so during this time, you didn't find it when you walked on the street, and there were few children on the street who had a lot of fun? The number of patrols has also increased considerably. Han Feiyao muttered to them in a low voice.
Throwing away the child, the first reaction in Yanzi's mind was the nine ghosts.
Han Jingxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, remembering what Han Mingzhe told him some time ago, he said that Jinhua Town is not peaceful now, and how the old man was released, Yanzi said that he had lived in prison for eight or nine years.
"Did you find anything? Losing a child for no reason, such a big thing..."Ning Heyue frowned, thinking of the nine ghosts, and felt that there was always an inextricable connection.
Han Feiyao shook her head, she lost so many children, but every time there were no witnesses, and they were all lost unconsciously.
"That's why I said, I may not be able to find out about Yanzi's sister Hua'er, the capital is so big, and it is mixed, and there may be a second sale after being sold once!" Han Feiyao slowly deepened.
Yanzi took a deep breath, and the voice of the girl she heard in the General's Mansion still echoed in her mind.
"Thank you Feiyao!" The swallow still nodded.
In the huge capital, where is her sister Hua'er, she can only pray that her sister Hua'er is doing well now.
As a few people were talking, they heard footsteps not far away, dense, accompanied by the voices of several people, which was really familiar.
When I turned my head to look, I saw Mr. Qian and Mr. Lu at yesterday's banquet.
Han Jingxuan snorted: "What is the name of this Qian Gongzi, look at his bullish appearance, he really regards himself as a baby!" ”
"Qian Yucheng, among all the sons in the capital, no one dares to do anything with him, you are the first!" Han Feiyao looked at Qian Yucheng not far away, and said to Han Jingxuan while eating the pastry in his hand.
"What about Han Jingwen? He didn't dare? Han Jingxuan answered.
I saw Han Feiyao snorting coldly: "Big brother is not a person from him!" ”
is not a person all the way, Han Jingxuan has known that this Han Jingwen City Mansion is deep since he met Han Jingwen last time.
This narrow road encounter is really right, a few people were looking at them, and Qian Yucheng led people to this side.
The surroundings are extremely Beijing, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of tea.
Qian Yucheng stopped in front of Han Jingxuan, his face did not change, and he pursed his lips lightly: "What a coincidence, Han Gongzi, Han Gongzi worked hard at the banquet yesterday, if there is a chance in the future, I want to have a good fight with Han Gongzi again." ”
Everyone looked at these two people, and remembered what happened yesterday, and they really had to admire Han Jingxuan in front of them.
"Sparring? It's so boring to fight and kill, I still prefer to eat, drink and have fun, just like drinking tea and chatting with my good friends now, how comfortable it is! Han Jingxuan shrugged, picked up the cup in his hand and took a sip.