Chapter 712 is too scary to believe

Kizo found that his luck was really bad, not good at all.

thought that after contacting the university scholar Niu Huilun, the next thing would be much smoother, but he soon found that he was too naïve. Although he has been away from the Taiji Palace in Chang'an City for a while, he feels that he is very familiar with that palace city, and it is not difficult to get in touch with the little eunuchs who used to know each other inside.

However, there was no one he was familiar with in the Taiji Palace. All the palace people have been transferred to Changchun Garden, and the outside of Changchun Garden is now guarded by ironclad troops, not to mention outsiders, even courtiers can not approach. The official explanation is that the little emperor suddenly fell ill and needed to recuperate, so he couldn't be disturbed by anyone. Therefore, the ironclad general ordered all the palace people in the Taiji Palace to be transferred to Changchun Garden to serve the little emperor, of course, what no one knew was that these palace people really went to serve the little emperor.

After Mu San came out of the university scholar's mansion, he muttered a few words of backlash, walked with his head down, and kept thinking about how to get in touch with the people in Changchun Garden, and when he walked out less than a mile, he was attracted by a strong aroma, and looked up to see that it was a roadside stall selling soup dumplings, the buyers and sellers were two people, it seemed that the man was very honest and the woman was very simple.

"Guest officer, do you want to eat soup dumplings?"

The man asked politely, and Mu San realized that it was a bit rude to stand in someone's stall if he didn't buy some, and he was hungry anyway, so he simply found a relatively clean table and sat down.

"A few steamed buns and a bowl of haggis soup."

"Okay!"

The man answered, and quickly uncovered a few small cage drawers from the cauldron. In each small cage drawer is a soup dumpling, a relatively common snack in the south, which is not common in Chang'an City. However, Mu San could see that this soup dumpling was made of extreme authenticity, and the fresh and fragrant taste alone made people salivate.

"Boss, good craftsmanship!"

Mu San deliberately spoke with a thick voice, and after being removed from the male-root, his voice became more and more sharp, so if you want not to expose it, you have to pinch your throat to speak.

"Have been doing business in Chang'an City?"

Mu San asked.

"Well, all the time"

Or because there are not many guests, the boss is rarely idle, so he took a plate of vegetarian assortment, and cut a few slices of beef in front of Mu San: "Send it, look at the guest officer's face." ”

Mu San hurriedly thanked: "I've been to this street before, why haven't I seen you husband and wife?" ”

Mu San asked as he ate.

"Oh......"

The boss smiled honestly: "We have only recently moved to this street to do business, and it was originally on East Twenty-three Streets. ”

"Oh...... East Twenty-Three, I know ......"

Mu San was scalded, replied vaguely, and after saying this, he was stunned, and then raised his head to look at the honest and smiling boss: "East Twenty-Three?" ”

"That's right."

The boss said a little stunned: "I remember that time, we just learned the craft of making soup dumplings, and we set up a stall on East 23rd Street, I made steamed buns, and my mother-in-law made noodles." It's a treasure of feng shui, and there is a young man who used to be famous in the capital who loves to eat my steamed buns and hot noodle soup. Also, those beautiful girls with red sleeves also love to eat my soup dumplings, and people come to buy them every day. ”

The proprietress glared at him fiercely, and the boss immediately smiled wryly.

"It seems that something has happened in the capital recently, right?"

Mu San didn't dare to be sure of his judgment, so he pretended to ask casually.

"It's not ......"

The boss sighed and said: "Damn people, don't deserve to die, a large number ......of people died, alas, who would have thought that there would be such a mess in Chang'an City" He said as if he was very bored with his fingers dipped in tea and wrote and drew on the table, Mu San stared at his fingers and did not blink.

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Binyue Inn

This is the largest inn in Chang'an City, and merchants like to live here, one is that it is clean and spacious, and the other is that it is in an excellent location. Mu San has been in Chang'an City for so many years, and this is the first time he has lived in this old store. It is said that the history of this shop is much more continuous than the history of the Great Sui, and it is evident that this family can do business for so long.

Mu San let out a long sigh of relief after entering his room, and then threw himself on the bed and didn't bother to move again. I don't know how long it took, he got up and was about to ask Xiao Er to bring some food, and when he sat up, he was startled, and he didn't know when there was one more person in the room, so he sat not far away and drank tea.

The tea was sent by Xiao Er after Mu San came back, and Mu San was too tired to drink it.

It looks like this guy has been here for a while.

"I didn't expect the tea in this inn to be in good condition."

The fat man who drank tea glanced at Mu San and smiled: "How is it, today's harvest is not small?" ”

This fat man's name is Jiu Se Cai, and he is the first right-hand man under Sanjin Hou. Mu San used to be very curious about what such a fat man who seemed to be gasping for a few steps could do? But now he probably knew, because the fat man came in and sat down not far from him, and drank half a pot of tea, and he didn't notice it. If this man wanted to kill him, Kisan was sure he didn't even know how he died.

"Why didn't Mr. Liquor wake me up?"

Mu San smiled wryly.

"You weren't asleep either...... I came in, you know, it doesn't matter if you're asleep or not. ”

After a pause, he asked, "Why do you call me Mr. Wine?" ”

"What's that called...... Mr. Se or Mr. Choi? ”

"My surname is Zhan"

Jiu Se Cai said seriously: "Jiu Se Cai is my name, and Jiu Se is not my surname, nor is it Cai, my full name is Zhan Jiu Se Cai." ”

Mu Sanxin said that your name is Zhanquan, isn't it?

"Mr. Zhan, today's harvest is not very big. Although he contacted the university scholar Niu Huilun, he may not be able to contact the people in the palace. I heard that those palace people were all transferred to Changchun Garden, and the ironclad army guarded it, and it was too difficult to get in, and it was said that no one would be released. ”

"I know that."

"I've heard more about it than you......"

He pointed to the opposite side and motioned for Mu San to sit down: "After going out early this morning, I plan to find someone who once delivered goods to the palace to contact my old acquaintance, but I haven't been able to contact any of them." Then I tried to find someone to contact the people from Jinyi School, but I still didn't get in touch. The Taiji Palace was still guarded by the forbidden army, and they only knew that the palace people had gone to Changchun Garden. The yamen of the Jinyi School was empty a few days ago, and only a few people who were hiding in the people were still there. ”

"Mr. Zhan is a good means!"

Mu San praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Where there are any means, just some past friendships."

Jiu Secai said with some pride: "In the entire Chang'an City, it is extremely difficult to find a person who has not benefited from my goods in the world. Although it seems that nothing has been found on the surface, in fact, a lot of real things have been found. It's just that some people are too lazy to find something useful but don't bother to analyze. ”

"The people on the underworld in Chang'an City gave me some face, so I got a lot of useful news back after a trip. A few days ago, a lot of new soil was shipped out of Changchun Garden, and someone came forward to find the Liba of Chang'an City to do it, you know, most of these Liba have underworld backgrounds, otherwise they can't be mixed up at all. I found out how many truckloads of new soil had been shipped out, and I went to the Ministry of Industry to find someone to ask, and there was no project in Changchun Garden recently, so I ......"

"I calculated how many truckloads of soil were transported, and I could probably know how big a pit was dug." Of course, it could also be that a lot of holes were dug. If a lot of pits are dug, then what is done? Assuming that people are buried, then the excavated soil minus the place where the corpse probably occupies, you can vaguely figure out how many people died in Changchun Garden. Preliminary estimates are around 2,500 to 3,000. ”

"Ahh

Mu San was taken aback, and he didn't know what to say with his mouth open.

"The people in the Taiji Palace, plus the people from the Jinyi School, the total number is more than three thousand. This is a calculation error that can be left alone. However, it can be inferred that these people may have been killed. Let me ask you, if the ironclad general ordered to kill both the palace man and the Jinyi school, what was the reason? Of course, it is also possible that the descendants of the Yang family who were arrested in Changchun Garden a few days ago may have died, but the number is not matched. And I asked, the people who delivered vegetables to Changchun Garden these days said that the amount of food sent in every day was about 1,000 people. There are more than 3,000 people in Guanggong and Jinyi School, why do you only send dishes to 1,000 people? ”

Mu San thought for a moment, and then shook his head vigorously.

"Stupid!"

Jiu Secai sighed and said: "I'm afraid that most of the little emperor of the Great Sui is no longer alive, although this inference is a bit far-fetched, but I can't think of anything else." ”

"The reason for this speculation is also because the bright yellow brocade woven by the painted brocade village in the previous ** has reached the deadline of three days, and no one has come to pick it up. If it had been in the past, it would have been taken away a long time ago. According to the custom of the Great Sui, there should be a ceremony to worship the god of agriculture at the end of the month. Spring is coming, the fields are about to be ploughed, and every year this month, the Great Sui Emperor will lead his ministers to worship the god of agriculture. The bright yellow brocade was obviously prepared for the ceremony, but no one took it......"

Jiu Secai was silent for a while and said, "Even if the people in the palace forget to eat and, it is impossible for them to forget what they prepared for the emperor. There is only one explanation, and that is that the emperor is gone. ”

"Also, the rouge gouache from the Phoenix Building was sent to Changchun Garden a few days ago. And it can only be delivered to the door, and no one is allowed to enter. You have been in the palace for so long, you should know that the concubines in the palace only use the things of the Phoenix Tower. ”

"I know"

Mu San nodded and said: "And each master uses a special one, which is carefully configured by the master of the Phoenix Building according to the different physique and skin color of each master." It can be said that there are so many nobles in the harem, and there are no two people who use absolutely the same things. ”

"So, there are two things you can write a secret letter back to tell General Fang now."

Jiu Secai stretched out a finger: "First, the little emperor is dead nine times out of ten." Second, the eldest princess is now in Changchun Garden. Both of these things are very important! ”

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Mu San came to the street again, sat down and asked for a bowl of hot noodle soup and a drawer of xiaolongbao. The boss was still very enthusiastic to add a cold dish for him, but the beef was missing. It is estimated that I was scolded by my mother-in-law last time, so I didn't dare to make any more claims.

"I can't come back as often in the future"

Mu San lowered his head and spoke while eating: "If you exceed three times, you will be suspected." Now there are not many people left in Chang'an in the Ouchi Guards, so I can't bother you. Tell the others to find a way out of the city within a month, and wait for fifteen miles outside the city. If nothing else, let's send a few people to Yongzhou. ”

The boss was obviously stunned: "What...... Isn't it up to the people who are in charge of bringing people out? ”

Mu San shook his head: "Sometimes, it's still on your own. The ability of the people who travel the world is too great, and it must be easier to take people out. But it is precisely because the people who travel the world are too capable...... I suddenly felt a little scary, so scary that I didn't dare to fully trust it. ”

He thought of the wine-colored wealth, and thought of the simple but extremely shocking words of the wine-colored wealth.

In the entire Chang'an City, if the goods pass the world wants to inquire about something, there should be nothing that cannot be inquired, right? There are almost no businesses that have nothing to do with the world. But because of this, Mu San always felt a little unsafe.

"It's not that I suspect that the goods are going around the world, but I think that the more we think it is safe, maybe it is the opponent who also thinks so......"

Mu San explained, and then did not speak.