When I opened the door of the warehouse, a smell of Chinese medicine permeated, and I saw that there were several medicine cabinets placed in horizontal and vertical columns, and there was nothing else.

He Zhixian's soldiers opened the medicine drawer one by one, but reported with a disappointed face: "My lord, among them, they are just medicinal materials. ”

He Zhixian sighed and said, "It seems that we have pounced." That's it. Liu Ming, don't worry, you can recapture the murderer of the temple murder case, and you have also made a great contribution. Let's discuss the lost armor and equipment. “

"Slow down, sir!" Liu Ming looked around and said, "Compared to the size of the outer warehouse wall, the area of this inner hall is too small. There must be a dark room, so wait a minute, and I'll go and find out. ”

Liu Ming lowered his head and slowly searched the edge of the wall, and sure enough, he saw that a floor tile was different from others in terms of color and texture. He stepped on it with his foot, and as he landed, the east wall moved, and a secret door slowly opened.

Carrying the oil lamp, following the light, everyone stepped forward, and they all gasped.

The area of this dark room is the same as that of the outer hall, and there are all kinds of weapons hanging on the wall, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and the ground is also densely arranged with armor and saddles and various utensils. The sheer number and complete variety are completely incomparable to the county armory.

He Zhixian frowned slightly, and sighed: "The weapons in these warehouses can almost arm most of the state troops in Qingzhou. ”

"My lord......" Liu Ming also laughed at himself, "I'm afraid that this time we will not only be able to recover the lost weapons, but also add more than half of them." ”

"This Yang Liwu, ......"

In the warehouse, there was a sigh of disappointment from He Zhixian......

……

In the early morning, when Liu Ming and He Zhixian rushed to the state capital, in front of the county government of Fei County, they looked different.

After experiencing a night of fire, many people who got up early heard the news and rushed to the gate of the county government to see the excitement, with three floors inside and three layers outside. There are even better people who ride on other people's necks, put their hands on their foreheads, look into the walls, and keep shouting, "I see, I see, the walls of the county prison are all burned black, and the corners of the eaves are gone." ”

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Two officers armed with water and fire sticks drove the crowd away, "It's okay to go home and stay, what are you standing here!" ”

Yang Liwu put his hands behind his back and walked into the county office with a gloomy face.

A group of jailers stood honestly in the cell in front of the cell, all shrugging their faces, slumping their shoulders, busy all night fighting fires, all hungry and tired, and described as haggard.

"What's going on?" Yang Liwu saw the cell head, and two cold lightning flashes came from his eyes.

"I don't know how to ......" The cell boss stammered with a frightened face, "The county jail actually ran out of water, but fortunately, it rained in the sky, and the loss was not particularly large, but it was ......"

"Just what?" Yang Liwu asked.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from the cell leader's forehead, his legs kept trembling, and he whispered beside Yang Liwu, "It's just that Ji Fei escaped......

"Smack!" With a loud slap, the cell head was beaten, and he felt a buzzing in his ears, as if there were thousands of bees around.

"Bastard!" Yang Liwu had blue tendons on his forehead, and pointed to the kneeling jailers, "The condemned prisoner was beheaded at three o'clock in the afternoon today, but because of the negligence of the others, he escaped. Do you know what sin it is? It's good to lock up all of your wine bags and rice bags. ”

Only the head of the cell knows about this death row prisoner's top bag. However, the other jailers were well aware of the responsibility of the death row prisoner's escape. All the jailers immediately cried and called out to their mothers, this one said that the old mother was still there, and the other said that he had not yet married a wife, and they all looked pitiful.

Yang Liwu shook his head and sneered: "You guys of wine bags and rice bags, you usually eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and all the problems you encounter are waste snacks." He also knew that he was angry just now, if he really put all these jailers in prison, who would do things for him?

However, Yang Liwu was extremely weak in heart because he played the tanuki for the prince and transferred Zhou Ding to Ji Fei, and he was anxious to behead Ji Fei and destroy the traces, but now he encountered this flying disaster, and his heart was even more anxious.

He looked at the charred cell, a pair of snake eyes kept spinning, turned around and whispered, "Why did this fire in the prison start?" Why didn't anyone notice? ”

The cell boss replied pitifully: "The little ones don't know either. It's just that I was greedy for a few glasses of wine before, and I felt my head sink, and when I woke up, I found that there was a fire in the prison. The little ones also think it's strange, on weekdays, everyone's three or five jars of wine is not a problem, but last night they only drank two jars, even if their lips were stained with a little wine, but they were too drunk to do it. ”

Yang Liwu nodded slightly, according to his understanding of such jailers, he knew that they were all frequent customers of the gambling table restaurant, and they had no other skills, but they really practiced a lot of alcohol. With doubts on his face, he said, "Which one sent you to drink?" ”

The cell boss hesitated for a moment and said, "My lord, we are drinking the wine sent by the Zhao family's liquor shop. ”

When Yang Liwu heard this, he felt that his scalp was numb. The owner of the Zhao family's liquor store is his brother Zhao Yuan, and the relationship between the two is usually very close. It's just that now, there is a fire in the prison and the death row prisoner is on the run, and he has no way to protect the other party.

Yang Liwu sent someone to immediately bring Zhao Yuanwai to the hall.

"Brother Yang...... What's going on? Zhao Yuanwai came in the dust and asked respectfully.

Yang Liwu turned his back to him, and said in a gloomy voice: "Brother Zhao, do you know that there was water in the county government last night?" ”

"Of course, of course." He Yuanwai still looked inexplicable.

"Brother Zhao...... The jailers told me that before the fire started, they drank the wine of your restaurant, and they were so drowsy that they didn't even realize that the fire was alight. Yang Liwu turned around and asked with authority.

"This ...... Brother Yang ......" Zhao Yuanwai was so frightened that his lips lost their blood, and he hurriedly said, "It is indeed the wine sent by the younger brother's family, but there is absolutely no problem with the villain's wine." Brother Yang ......" Zhao Yuanwai swore and said, "The wine of our Zhao family wine shop has been supplied to the county government for more than three years, and you also know it." I don't even dare to mix water, let alone drugged in wine, isn't this self-inflicted discomfort? The villain's wine, the official came to get it last night, and he tasted it, and there was no problem at all. ”

Hearing Zhao Yuanwai's words, the cell boss suddenly blushed and scolded, "Let your mother's fart go!" Old man Zhao, what are you talking drunk? Last night, it was your little second child who personally delivered the wine to the door. How did it become that we went to get it. Old man Zhao, don't make up lies to excuse yourself. ”

The two of them argued, and both sides refused to give in.

"That's it!" Yang Liwu let out a low snort.

The prison hall was suddenly silent.

Yang Liwu paced back and forth in the hall and said, "One of you is my old subordinate for many years, and the other is my brother. I'm sure neither of you has a reason to betray me, but today's events are quite strange. He asked him, "You said that the official came to fetch wine, what does the official look like?" Is it one of them? With that, he pointed to a group of jailers behind him.

"The black light is blinding, the little brother really didn't see it clearly." Zhao Yuanwai was puzzled, "It doesn't seem to be these people at all." ”

The cell boss also said, "My lord, it was really unfortunate last night, it rained lightly, and the shopkeeper was wearing a hat and a robe, and he really didn't see his appearance clearly. ”

"Rubbish!" Yang Liwu scolded, then rolled his eyes, and asked again, "Last night...... What's out of the ordinary? ”

"Nothing out of the ordinary." The cell boss replied, scratching his scalp again, "But before, Liu Xiaoxianggong came and said that he wanted to draw a prison map of the county prison for the magistrate." ”

"Liu Ming?" Yang Liwu's brows furrowed slightly.

Yang Liwu suddenly felt a heavy blow in his heart, and his face turned a little pale.

"I'll go back to the house first."

Yang Liwu walked back to the mansion quickly, sat in the courtyard, paced back and forth, rubbed the floor tiles with his feet from time to time, and looked up at the sky from time to time.

He figured in his heart that if that happened, he would know about it.

At this time, the sky sounded with the sound of cooing pigeons, and a white carrier pigeon flew into the courtyard and stopped on Yang Liwu's shoulder. He took out the scroll of paper tied to the pigeon's feet, unfolded it, and saw only a few words: "Peace Hall has fallen!" ”

Yang Liwu's face turned pale at this time, and his eyes showed fierceness and anger.

……

In the afternoon, the sky was becoming more and more miserable yellow, and black and inky clouds were piled up in the sky.

The heavens and the earth were dark, and there was no sunlight in sight. Those street vendors, when they saw this day, shook their heads and closed their stalls in advance.

Half an hour later, a gray carriage stopped at the door of He Zhixian's mansion.

A middle-aged official with a thin yellow face walked slowly into the house.

When the concierge saw the middle-aged official, he immediately whispered: "Master Dianshi, this county magistrate doesn't know where the anger comes from, you can always be careful." ”

Yang Liwu stroked the yellow beard on the side of his mouth, and said lightly: "It's not tight." It must be that the Kunqu opera team didn't perform well last night, so I scolded them when I turned around. By the way, old Qintou, how are you in the family? ”

"It's all good, it's all good. My lord, if you hadn't given me this errand, my old Qin Tou would have buried his bones in the loess mound a long time ago. The porter grateful.

"Don't say more, old Qintou, take me to see your lord."

In the main hall, He Zhixian was dressed in a green official robe, with a leather belt around his waist, and a right-angled head with hard wings, sitting in a precarious position.

"My lord......" After Yang Liwu came in, he didn't seem to be surprised that He Zhixian was wearing an official uniform at home, but naturally arched his hand and said, "My lord summons a lowly position, I don't know what's going on?" ”

"What an adult...... He Zhixian puffed out of his nostrils, "I see, some people don't regard this official as an adult." ”

Yang Liwu bowed down again and said, "Could it be that last night's Kunqu opera was not sung well?" This is the fault of the lowly position. I will definitely revisit the opera troupe after I go back, and find a satisfactory ...... for adults."

"In your eyes, do you think that this official only watches dramas and listens to music?" He Zhixian sneered.

"The Lord is a two-rank jinshi, a protégé of the Son of Heaven, and a Wenqu star in the sky. Naturally, he knows how to make decisions, and he can't compare with a humble official......" Yang Liwu still had respect on his face.

"What a flamboyant face...... "He Zhixian suddenly "banged" and slammed the case, "Are you guilty?" ”

"My lord, I don't know what is the sin of being lowly?" Yang Liwu's face was still calm.