Gu An guessed that Ning Nan would raise such concerns.

The young man sitting with his torso straight on the opposite side said with a puzzled face: "Lord Gu... What clues did He Taigong find? ”

Gu An glanced at Jiang Taigong, who was seated, and the two looked at each other and nodded at each other at the same time. Immediately, he got up and walked towards the corridor leading to the wing room on the side of the main hall.

After a while, the three people waiting in the hall saw Gu An walking in from behind with a stack of scrolls in his hand.

He put the stack of volumes on the desk in front of Ning Nanwei, and said with a serious expression: "Prince, take a look at these volumes. ”

Ning Nan glanced at him worriedly, his expression was puzzled, and when he saw his solemn appearance, he picked up a volume stacked on the top and looked at it.

Jiang Chengjia sat on the side. At first, he didn't react when she looked at the contents of the scroll, but later, his expression became darker and darker, and even later, she could detect the anger faintly emanating from him.

"What's wrong?" She leaned over cautiously and asked in a low voice.

Ning Nan trembled her hands, her brows furrowed even tighter, then she raised her eyes, exhaled deeply, and handed her the booklet in her hand.

Jiang Chengjia took the scroll and opened it to look closer, and his face became a little difficult to look at.

"Song Zong actually did such a miserable and inhumane thing?" Ning Nan's voice suppressed a feeling of extreme disgust and anger, and the hand on the table gradually clenched into a fist.

Although Jiang Shan knew that anyone who read the contents of those volumes would be full of anger, he was relieved the moment he saw Ning Nan's angry expression. If this young man was simply trying to get rid of Song Zong without considering the life and death of the people of Great Wei, then their cooperation would be mean and full of transactions. also lost the meaning that he would choose to believe in Ning Nan and stand on the same path as him.

On this trip, he still wanted to fulfill the long-cherished wish of his old friend, lead this young man back to the right path, and let him embark on a stable path, at least to ensure that his life is worry-free in this life, and he will not do anything that hurts nature and reason.

Jiang Chengjia flipped through the scrolls in his hand, and picked up other bamboo slips and books on the desk to carefully examine, or silk books or fine linen paper, in short, it recorded in great detail how Song Zong sent his subordinates to coax women and children, how to trick them into strongholds, and how to imprison, scold, and train, if there were disobedient people, beating, poisoning, or starvation abounded, these booklets also recorded in detail how to sell and the routes of trafficking.

Among the beautiful women, they are sold into the green house; The ugly ones are sold into the partial kiln to be inferior female envoys. Among the children, the boy was sold into a high-ranking family as a servant, and the little girl was raised in a green building or also sold into a high-ranking family as a female envoy.

In short, these lonely and weak people who were abducted and deceived did not have a good place to go, and the guards beat and scolded them at every turn, without any mercy.

In the process, I don't know how many people died, I don't know how many people were injured, and I don't know how many people's families were destroyed.

The more Jiang Chengjia looked at it, the more annoyed he became, and the hand holding the side of the scroll kept trembling. Just by opening a book, you can count five or six people who have been thrown into mass graves... It can be seen how rampant this Song Sect is.

"These records... It was originally difficult for us to find out, but relying on Taigong's connections and influence in Linhe and Guangzhou for many years... I finally found these... But these are just the tip of the iceberg of Song Zong's crimes... Because of the Meng disaster... Our people are limited everywhere... The people of Taigong didn't dare to continue to investigate, and the line was broken when they found it here. It is said that this Song Sect set up strongholds in various counties in Guangzhou, specializing in such dirty and treacherous transactions... It's really..."Gu An said this, he couldn't say anything, frowned tightly, and sighed. He stood in front of the hall with his hands in his hands, his face heavy and sad.

Ning Nan was silent for a while, but suddenly realized the strangeness of this, and asked, "Song Zong used to be... The deeds are very careful, the Taigong is now asking people to check these things, even if the juniors let the six teams of the Jing Inspector Guard to check, I am afraid that they will not be able to find one-third of today's volumes... Can... These days... The juniors also sent more people to investigate... But I didn't find any news. Dare to ask where did Taigong get this news? ”

Jiang Shan looked at the young man seated, his eyes were full of appreciation, and he nodded with satisfaction: "The Marquis of Huaiyin is a good question. The question arises here, how did the old man get this news. I won't hide it from you husband and wife... At first, the old man was unable to find out how Song Zong abducted and trafficked women and children. So he only sent someone to carefully investigate the smuggling route from him and Meng Disaster to the Central Plains... I found out... In the past month or so, Meng disaster turned out to... These abducted people were sold into the Central Plains through smuggling roads. ”

Ning Nan understood Jiang Shan's meaning in an instant, frowned, and couldn't help knocking on the desk and said, "In this way... If the younger generation uses the Meng disaster as a reason... Inquire about smuggling. may be able to follow the vine and catch all the strongholds of human trafficking since Song Zong's journey. ”

"Not bad." Jiang Shan nodded again and said, "That's exactly what the old man meant. ”

"So... It's a lot easier. Ning Nan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but then new questions followed, he thought of something, and the brows that had just been opened frowned again, "It's just... It's easy for juniors to ask... But there is no suitable person to investigate..."

Jiang Chengjia sat on the side and listened, and when he saw him raise such concerns, he spoke: "The prince... On my side... There is such a person... Very good at dealing with the streets and alleys, and sensitive, very familiar with Guangzhou, if you can get any clues from Song Zong's mouth... As soon as he said that, within half a day, he would inevitably find out the leading stronghold. "Yunxuan Pavilion

The three people present were all a little surprised, and looked towards Jiang Chengjia.

"Who?" Ning Nan asked worriedly.

"Song Yang." Jiang Chengjia said very indifferently.

"The one-eyed boy?" Ning Nan was a little skeptical, her face was dark, and the light under her eyes was unfathomable.

"Not bad. All of you... Or an acquaintance of my brother, or someone close to and respected by my husband... I didn't have to hide it. I'm kind of talkable in the Water Pavilion... Therefore, it is very clear that the eyeliner that Shui Ge has placed all over Guangzhou. And this one-eyed boy called Song Yang was the intelligence line of Guangxin County, Cangwu, Guangzhou, because of his special position, so he traveled to Guangzhou almost every month, and he was very familiar with the terrain and shortcuts. Secondly, he is small and small, his movements are relatively agile, and he is not easy to be arrested... is a reliable candidate. Jiang Chengjia explained Song Yang's advantages clearly in three or two points. caused Ning Nan to look sideways for a while.

In his hot and intense eyes, Jiang Chengjia seemed to feel something, and seemed to ignore something, only to feel surrounded by an inexplicable coolness, being scanned up and down, making her heart pound.

She was actually not sure what kind of thoughts Ning Nan would have of her at this moment when she proposed the name of Song Yang. I just really think that this kid Song Yang is the only one who can help him.

I just think so.

"Madame Hou is sure that this young man is reliable?" Although Gu An is very close to Jiang Chengyi, he doesn't know much about his younger sister, and he doesn't think that there will be any good way for women to participate in politics or discuss major affairs, and he is still suspicious of Jiang Chengjia.

"I'm sure he's reliable. My brother told me a few years ago that this boy was very capable... is a usable person. Two months ago, he followed me, and I watched closely... He is indeed a person with a delicate heart. Jiang Chengjia said extremely seriously.

Originally, it was just to eliminate Gu An's concerns. She knew that although Gu An was upright, she was too pedantic, and at this moment, when she saw her talking in the court, she was skeptical. But she forgot that Ning Nan was also sitting on the sidelines, staring intently. At this moment, although she made Gu An believe her in the name of her brother, it also made the young man beside her a little suspicious of her and Song Yang.

He was a suspicious man. Even if Jiang Chengjia has been recognized in his heart, it does not mean that he is completely trusted.

At this moment, the seeds of doubt are planted in the hearts of young people.

And Jiang Chengjia also noticed the inappropriateness in his words after saying this. subconsciously glanced at Ning Nanwei, and it was more like a weak heart.

"So it's good. I don't know this boy... Will you come with you today, Madame? If you come, and let him come to the court, let me ask a few words with my grandfather... to determine if it is up to the task. Gu An continued to ask.

At this moment, Ning Nan listened to Gu An's words, his face had changed slightly, and he condensed slightly.

Jiang Gong, who was seated, swept the young man's expression, and immediately saw through what the couple was thinking.

The young man was too defensive, and his wife beside him... Still on guard. I think it was Fang Cai's words that made the young man feel... The little girl took the opportunity to arrange for someone recommended by her brother to come in... Thinks she wants to take control of all his plans for her brother. After all, Gu An and his Jiang clan have not died, nor have they been imprisoned by Meng Disaster... Only a few people present and a few people around the young man knew that Gu An proposed to call the young man Song Yang up at this moment, which was to let the young man touch the secret that the young man had been protecting for the past month.

Jiang Taigong rolled his eyes, touched his white beard, and stopped Gu An in a loud voice: "Master Gu, don't call that young man up." The fact that you and I are hiding in this villa is unknown to no one except the prince and his wife and a few people who are close to him. If he is allowed to come to the court at this moment... Whether he is reliable or not, we are both at risk of being exposed. If so... We don't have to take such a risk, it's not easy for the prince to protect us. If it is ruined at this moment, I am afraid that it will not be appropriate. ”

"If that young man is reliable..."Gu An was about to refute, when he saw Jiang Shan glaring at him, he chuckled inexplicably in his heart, and subconsciously glanced at Ning Nan worriedly, and paused to speak.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became strange and awkward.

All four were silent. Jiang Taigong felt that the young man's face was a little darker, so he lowered his eyes and said something to break the deadlock: "Lord Gu, as far as we are concerned, the less people know that the two of us are hiding in this village, the less risk this plan will be exposed. ”

He carefully analyzed Gu An, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Chengjia again.

"It's just that in this way, the old man and Master Gu can't show up, if they can, the old man wants to ask Mrs. Hou to set up a test in person... As long as the young man can meet the old man's requirements, it will be regarded as a test, and we can use it with confidence. ”