Zhang Yan seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were in a daze, his eyes were blank, and even his expression was frozen there, unable to move, if he died of his father and mother, or the emperor died, it should not be this expression, at least he could howl a few words rationally.

The housekeepers, maids, and mothers-in-law have never seen the master like this, and they are worried that the master will be too sad in case he loses his mind...... No one dared to disturb, lest they accidentally get into trouble, and when they encountered such a thing, even the housekeeper could only go around the periphery.

Although the Wu family has always relied on his youth and is used to being coquettish in front of the master, he can't bear to see the old man so sad for his beloved son, although he is worried about Jing'er, he doesn't dare to sprinkle and exert pressure on the old man.

I don't know how long it took for Zhang Lunfang to relieve, and the top priority at the moment is to block the information, and never spread the news of the loss of the official seal, once the clues are detected by political enemies and officials, the consequences are unimaginable.

It's these colleagues in Sichuan, everyone at the wine table last night was buddies, but who can know what others think behind the scenes? Maybe someone wants something to happen to him! If something happens to him and his official body is damaged, maybe the officials below can be promoted to the next level collectively.

This kind of thing can only rely on himself, Zhang Lun suddenly came to his senses, coughed, attracted everyone's attention, and said, "Steward, immediately send additional manpower to strengthen the security guards in the mansion, and take turns for twelve hours!" ”

"Yes, master, the old slave will do it!"

"Everyone remember," Zhang Yan suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes gloomy, and his upper and lower teeth clucked, "If anyone leaks any information in the house, Master Ben will immediately peel off his skin!" ”

"Yes, sir!" The servants replied in unison.

Although they can't share the worries of the master, they have been under Zhang Lun's hands for a long time, and their political sensitivity and their own security awareness are still very strong, at this moment, they must not make the old man angry again, otherwise, they will become the target of the public, and the lord and the lady will also burn their anger on themselves.

"Also," Zhang Yan called out to the housekeeper who was about to leave, "Master Ben is too drunk and unpleasant, all visitors are in the driver's seat, and the office will be suspended today!" ”

"Yes, the old slave understands that the old man was drunk last night, and he has not woken up from his deep sleep, and his body has not yet recovered......"

Zhang Yan had the heart to scold, this old slave, did he curse his master like this? However, the butler's statement was indeed an excellent reason to close the door, and he nodded reluctantly, without saying a word, leaving a room of servants, and came to the study alone, and made himself a pot of hot tea, and by this time the sky was already bright, and his thoughts gradually opened.

Who is against Lao Tzu? Could it be the jealousy of colleagues?

He went from the inspector to the prefect of Chengdu, everything that could reach the level, one by one in his mind, but he denied it, the thief and the seal were not trivial, it can be described as a deep hatred, these people and themselves can't commit it, he is already the imperial history of the right capital, but a Beijing official, even if he is dismissed, the court will re-send the governor, these fools have no possibility of "general adjustment level".

Could it be the remnants of Shuixi?

It is also unlikely, if An Bangyan and Yu Chongming would use this method, they would not have been defeated and died so quickly, the flying knife is a trick of the people in the rivers and lakes, did they offend the people in the rivers and lakes?

Zhang Yan still denied it, he was the governor of a province, how could he have been involved with the people in the rivers and lakes?

Now what?

Do you want to send soldiers to search for you in the city? After the thieves and thieves stole the seals, they can still fly the knife in time to leave Jane, and they must still be in the city now.

However, in this way, the loss of the official seal will inevitably cause a storm in the city, and even if the official seal can be recovered in the future, he will inevitably lose his official position and resign.

Zhang Yanchang sighed, he had no idea for a while, he got up and paced a few steps, returned to the desk and drank a few sips of warm water, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The thief's flying knife left Jane, obviously not for Jing'er and the official seal, these are of little use to them, they must have some purpose, if they are satisfied, everything will return to the original point, as long as the people in the house don't say it, who can know?

The people in the house are all their own people, and their interests and future are tied to their own bodies, who dares to publicize the loss of the official seal outside? Unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

The key is still thieves.

Since they left the knife Jane, they will definitely contact Fuzhong, otherwise, how can they get the benefits they want?

What exactly do thieves want?

The dignified governor of the yamen was stolen, and the lost things were important in public and private, Zhang Yan felt disgraced and home, but he didn't have time to be angry now, the important thing was to get the lost things back.

Where are you hiding, thief? When will I show up?

Jing'er's matter is not in a hurry, the key is the official seal, without the official seal, there is no official document, he can drag it out for a day, but he can't drag it out for half a month or a month, fighting with the thief, and the time is not on his side.

All morning, Zhang Yan had been thinking about it, and he hadn't even left the door of the study, but he didn't have any clue, and the thief seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and never appeared again.

Zhang Lun waited anxiously, and finally left the study at lunchtime.

When the servants saw the master, they were busy preparing lunch, but the master had not yet eaten breakfast!

Wu is also sitting at the dining table, she already knows about the loss of the official seal, for the official eunuchs, this is a painful thing, seeing Zhang Yan's gloomy face, she didn't dare to speak, but Jing'er is her only son, and she endured it all morning, which is already her limit, so she tentatively said: "Master, Jing'er ......"

"What is noisy, you will know that Jing'er ......"

Zhang Yan had just taken a few bites of food, and when he heard this, a nameless anger in his heart rushed straight to his head, he put down the bowl and chopping down the table, his body did not move, but he twisted his head to the other side, and did not look at Wu again.

Wu didn't know what to do for a while, he didn't dare to ask again, and he couldn't let go of Jing'er, his eyelids blinked a few times, and there was already a flood of water in his eyes.

At this moment, a Fu Ding Fei who was on duty at the door also ran in, "Master, master, someone sent this ...... just now."

Zhang Lun raised his eyes and saw that Fu Ding was holding a folded white paper in his hand, and his heart was beating violently, the thief was finally here! Hurriedly snatched it up, "Who sent it?" ”

"It's a seven or eight-year-old kid......"

Sure enough, he is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, and he does not leave a beginning or an end, Zhang Yan sighed in his heart, slowly took the origami, and unfolded it to take a look, there were black characters written on the white paper:

The baby is asleep, and the great seal is sealed;

Originally, there was no evil, and he made money to survive;

I didn't look at the river at noon, and I only wanted to be single;

The sword soldiers were used in vain, and the corpse marks were gone.

There is no inscription underneath, but a short knife with blood is drawn.

Zhang Yan not only smiled slightly, the thief finally couldn't hold his breath, such a baby was with him, I was afraid that it would be a little hot.

From this limerick-like text, he has already seen that the thief is not an enemy, but a ticket tied for money, as long as he does not refuse, the thief will not tear up the ticket for the time being.

If you use the sword soldiers in vain and want to catch them, the result is unknown, and if you force the thieves, not only will it be difficult to protect the quiet, even if it is the official seal, you may also be thrown into an unknown stinky pond, and you will never be able to find them again, which is a headache.

The thief agreed, at the turn of noon, to meet in Wangjiang Tower, it seems that he is not small, not like a little minion, of course, the little minion does not dare to make up his mind on him, the governor.

Wangjianglou is in the southeast of Chengdu, in the center of the city, offended the governor, and dared to show off in the city, Zhang Yan is a little incomprehensible, is the thief so arrogant, he doesn't dare to take people?

Before getting the exact information, Zhang Yan really didn't dare to take people, in case the fish died and the net was broken...... The thief seems to hit him on seven inches, Jing'er is small, the key is the official seal, which is the job of several generations of the Zhang family.

Zhang Yan thought for a moment on the blank paper, and decided to send the second butler, who has always been steady and meticulous, to touch the bottom of the thief, in order to prevent accidents, only with two thousand taels of silver tickets, for the desperate thief, two thousand taels is already a big number, if the thief is willing to hand over the official seal and Jing'er, the loss of two thousand taels is not too big.

The second housekeeper named Wang Fucheng was nervous and went out of the official office, seeing that the time was still early, he did not go directly to Wangjiang Tower, but in a tea shop opposite Wangjiang Tower, he found a position by the window, and slowly tasted tea.

Wangjianglou didn't seem to know about Wang Fucheng's existence, there was a lot of traffic in front of the door, people who had drunk and eaten and were blushing and ready to leave, and people who might book a dinner party.

At the time of noon, there were fewer guests in front of Wangjiang Tower, but Wang Fucheng found nothing, so he had to leave the tea shop and came to the door of Wangjiang Tower, he didn't know what kind of person the thief was, and he didn't know where the thief was now, and he was hesitating to go in and find a place to wait, but Wangjianglou flashed out a guy and greeted Wang Fucheng:

"The guest officer is from the Futai Yamen?"

Wang Fucheng was taken aback, could it be that Xiao Er is also a gang of thieves? I am already very careful, why does Xiao Er know his identity? He looked at Xiao Er carefully, and found that Xiao Er looked dazed, so he nodded and said, "I don't know what Xiao Er has to say?" ”

"The guest officer, this is left by the guests earlier, and the villain is instructed to pass it on to the people of the Futai Yamen at noon, and the villain will look at the clothes of the guest officer...... I didn't expect the adults to be really from the Futai Yamen......" Xiao Er handed over a piece of paper that was a little crumpled, and his attitude was very respectful.

Wang Fucheng was shocked in his heart, he was already in the calculation of the thief, and he was already psychologically inferior, he took the piece of paper casually, and said indifferently: "What kind of guest is it?" ”

"The villain doesn't know, the guest officer wears a hat on his head, his face is covered with a black veil, and the villain only knows that he is of medium height, Ao, as if he speaks with an accent in Guanzhong......"

"Guanzhong accent?" Wang Fucheng shook his head lightly, these messages are basically waste, there are more men of medium stature and Guanzhong accents, it seems that the thief is a veteran and is good at hiding his tracks.

At the moment of opening the piece of paper, Wang Fucheng's face suddenly changed, and only two lines of black characters were scribbled on the paper: The big banyan tree in the south of the city is half an hour, and it will not wait for the expiration date!

The big banyan tree in the south of the city is an ancient tree outside the city of Chengdu, almost everyone in the city knows it, but from the Wangjiang Tower to the south city gate, there should be seven or eight miles, plus there are five miles outside the city, at least thirteen or four miles away, half an hour to arrive, there is no rest time in the middle, if you hurry and hurry, you can be able to arrive.

Because it involved the governor's children and official seals, Wang Fucheng did not dare to be careless and immediately rushed to the south city gate.

When he arrived at the big banyan tree outside the southern city, the time was just right, but he couldn't see anyone, was I late? Or are people hiding in the bushes? Wang Fucheng looked at the top of the tree, looked for a while, and made sure that there were no thieves, but saw a white paper nailed to the trunk of the tree, which read: Hairong Town in the east, half an hour!

Wang Fucheng knew the thief's routine, and he was a little annoyed, but this time he came, and the stakes were very high, so he had to trot towards Hairong Town.

When he arrived at Hairong Town, he was already out of breath, his eyes were black, and he didn't even have the strength to stand, but fortunately, near the intersection, there was a tea shop, and a man with some baby fat was sitting at a tea table, drinking afternoon tea as if no one was around.

Wang Fucheng hesitated, but slowly suffocated into the tea shop.

"The people of Futai Yamen, right?" The baby fat man didn't raise his head, only said coldly.