"Yan He's subordinates." Song Daodao returned to the bed and said lightly.

"Yes."

"Have I seen you?" Song Daodao took a closer look at Jia Zhuang's appearance, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

Jia Zhong said on the side: "When I sent the guests to the mansion, it was a car driven by a child. ”

After such a reminder, Song Daodao suddenly remembered that it was indeed the car driven by the young man in front of him at that time, and at first he thought it was just an ordinary groom, but he didn't expect it to be Jia Zhong's son.

"How does Yan know about the anti-Qin?" Song Daodao asked Jia Zhuang.

Song Daodao carefully calculated, according to his previous thoughts, Cao Zhi did not tell Yan He about the anti-Qin.

But now that a subordinate of Yan He has emerged to participate in the anti-Qin matter, this has to arouse Song Daodao's suspicions.

"This matter involves the internal affairs of Shouchun, and my subordinates cannot be informed." Jia Zhuang refused to answer Song Daodao's question.

This is also expected by Song Dao, after all, such a thing as internal division, even if it is an ally, it will not be said casually.

Jia Zhong, who was on the side, noticed the corpse, approached the assassin's corpse, and took a closer look at his appearance.

"Isn't this Liu You?" Jia Zhongye recognized the identity of the assassin at a glance.

"You all know this man?" Song Daodao asked.

"Ke, this Liu You is a butcher on weekdays, how could he come to assassinate you?" Jia Zhong explained.

Song Daodao sneered twice: "Butcher, butcher again." ”

"Butcher, how's that?" Seeing that Song Daodao emphasized the identity of the assassin, Jia Zhuang was a little puzzled and asked.

"Nothing."

As soon as the butcher was mentioned, Song Daodao thought of the butcher who made Han Xin kneel in history.

However, with the information he has now, Song Daodao has not been able to use this identity to combine historical analysis, and of course it is possible that there is no relationship between the two at all.

Song Daodao walked to the corpse, squatted down, held the corpse's chin, pushed left and right, looked at the corpse's neck, and touched the corpse up and down.

"What did you find?" Jia Zhuang walked over and asked.

Song Daodao turned around and shook his head: "There is nothing on my body, and there are no special marks on my neck." ”

"What kind of enemies do you have?" Jia Zhuang continued to ask.

Song Daodao paused, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "No." ”

"Then why did Liu You come to commit murder?"

Jia Zhong, who was squatting on the side, suddenly stood up.

"The caravan that the guest instructed the old man to check has been found."

"So fast!" It's only been an hour since Song Daodao told Jia Zhong about this, but I didn't expect Jia Zhong to find out.

"After all, Lao Yu has followed Cao Gong for more than 20 years, and this is not a problem."

Song Daodao patted Jia Zhong on the shoulder and asked, "Where are they?" ”

"Yesterday Shouchun entered the city with a caravan of more than 30 people and 17 carriages, and they entered the city from the north of the city in the evening, and stayed in the guest house in the north of the city." Jia Zhong replied.

"North of the city."

Song Daodao said in his heart that his activity space for this day was in the east of the city, and then he only went to the government office in the city once.

Liu You is the butcher of the south of the city, and none of the positions of the three parties overlap.

If Liu You was hired by Ji Tao to kill people and seize pictures, then this Liu You must be a professional killer who is famous in the circle.

"Ask what this caravan is doing, does it have anything to do with this assassin?" Jia Zhong asked.

"Oh, this caravan has been with me on the road before, I'll just keep an eye out for them." Song Daodao concealed his festival with Ji Tao.

Song Dao has asked all the questions that should be asked.

"Boss Jia, help me change the room, this room is ......" Song Daodao spread his hands and glanced at the corpse on the side.

"That's nature."

After that, Jia Zhong immediately instructed Jia Zhuang to take Song Daodao to another room.

"Well, the corpse." Song Daodao asked.

"Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will deal with it." Jia Zhuang said.

"That's good."

Song Daodao packed up his things, looked at the saber that was still inserted in the corpse, and smiled awkwardly at the Jia family's father and son.

"This sword ......"

Jia Zhong immediately understood and pushed Jia Zhuang who was standing beside him.

Jia Zhuang walked to the corpse, pulled out the sword, wiped the blood stains on the sword with a cloth on one side, put the sword into the sheath, and handed his hands to Song Daodao.

Song Daodao nodded and took the sword: "Let's go." ”

"Your Excellency, please."

So, Jia Zhong took Song Dao out of this room and walked to another room, leaving Jia Zhong to dispose of the body.

On the way, Song Daodao was still interested in Jiazhuang's identity, so he asked: "Your father is a subordinate of Cao Gonglao, how did you become the tenth master under Yan He?" ”

"The county lieutenant is also under Cao Gong." Jia Zhuang replied.

Song Daodao smiled, and said in his heart, this Jia Zhuang really didn't want to say anything.

"What happened to Yan He being arrested?" Song Daodao continued to ask.

Jia Zhuang was silent and did not answer.

"Why, can't that be said?"

"No, my subordinates heard that the county lieutenant was imprisoned, and they didn't know anything else. However......" Jia Zhuang stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"

"Although there is no other news, it has spread in the camp that Cao Gong wants to elect another county lieutenant."

"Another county lieutenant?"

"Yes, everyone in the camp said that now that the county lieutenant has been arrested and Han Gong is injured, it is a good opportunity."

"Humph!" Song Daodao smiled, "That's the same, as soon as they fall, won't your chance come." ”

"The subordinates only recognize the county lieutenant of Yanhe."

Song Daodao stopped and put one hand on Jiazhuang's shoulder: "You have such a good relationship with Yan He?" ”

"Yes."

"Did your father tell you about the city gate today?"

Jia Zhuang hesitated for a moment and replied, "I said it." ”

"Then you don't hate me?" Song Daodao asked.

"Why do you say that?"

"If it weren't for me, County Lieutenant Yanhe wouldn't have been put in a cell."

Jia Zhuang was silent.

"You're a complicated person." Song Daodao pointed to Jia Zhuang and said.

"My lord laughed."

"I've always been very accurate in seeing people." Song Daodao patted Jia Zhuang on the shoulder, "Yan He is a very good person, and I like it too." ”

After saying that, Song Daodao waved his hand and said, "Go." ”

"My lord, it's here."

Jia Zhong pushed open the door on the side and went in first to light the lights around him.

"Then the subordinates won't disturb the adults' rest."

"Hmm."

Song Daodao approached the room, threw the burden onto the bed, still holding the sword tightly in his hand, and did not put the sword down until Jia Zhuang retreated.

The layout of this room was the same as the previous one, Song Daodao cleaned up, put the sword at the head of the bed, and sat on the bed by himself.

As he just said, Song Daodao obviously felt that there was something wrong with this Jiazhuang, and this kind of wrongness not only came from being Yan He's subordinate, but he was so respectful to himself, but also from his every move.

Jia Zhuang, it's a pity, Song Daodao has no impression of this name at all, and I hope that I think too much, maybe this person really has no sense of existence in history.