Xue Xuan asked with some curiosity: "Li Gongzi suddenly asked about this, could it be that he is very interested in the art of disguise?" ”

Li Canghai was stunned for a moment, he smiled and said, "I want He Xiao to do me a favor." ”

As he spoke, Li Canghai leaned into her ear and muttered softly.

After Xue Xuan heard what he said, she exhaled and said: "This matter is easy, you saved He Xiao's life, he will definitely help with all his might, I will go to him." ”

Looking at Xue Xuan's departing figure, Li Canghai touched his nose and said to himself: "Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed." ”

It was still early, so Li Canghai stayed behind to help the homeless poor people sort out their things, and handed over his money bag to the officials, so that the officials could buy some food to send to the affected people.

This was the first time he had set foot in the slums of Luoyang, where the poor were all made up of fleeing refugees, who were penniless and relied only on simple houses built with straw huts.

Now that the house has been burned to ashes, their whereabouts have suddenly become the biggest problem.

Li Canghai walked to the side of the main bookkeeper, who recognized him as a celebrity in front of Fu Yin, and did not dare to slack off, and immediately bowed.

Li Canghai returned the salute and asked, "Lord Bookkeeper, how should these refugees be resettled?" ”

The master was also polite, and replied: "These refugees are all fleeing from the famine, and they have no livelihood in Luoyang, but now they can only be sent to Futian Yuan to live temporarily, and wait for the disaster situation to be reported to Lord Fu Yin, so that Lord Fu Yin can make a decision." ”

Li Canghai once passed by Futian Yuan, and he also knew something about Futian Yuan, which was a relief agency of the ancient government, specializing in helping the elderly, widows, and lonely people.

The funds required by Fukudain were allocated by the government, and in addition to food, firewood was also allocated.

Li Canghai didn't expect that in ancient times, there was already such a perfect and humanized rescue organization.

Luoyang City, as the former divine capital, has East and West Futian Courtyards, with 50 houses in each courtyard, which can accommodate more than 300 people.

Only a small part of the slum has been affected, and a Futian courtyard is enough for the refugees to return to when the government strips them of the disaster relief funds.

"If you have the master of the labor book, I will try to get as much disaster relief money as possible from Lord Liang, and then I will have to trouble the master of the master to distribute it." Li Canghai bowed to the main book and said seriously.

"Don't worry, my lord, this is a matter within the duties of the lower officials, and the lower officials should do it with all their hearts." The master hurriedly returned the salute.

Just as Li Canghai and the chief bookkeeper were checking the number of people affected, a servant hurriedly ran over, and he shouted as he ran: "Lord Li, it's not good, something happened!" ”

Li Canghai put down the registration book in his hand and hurriedly greeted him, "What happened?" ”

"Liang ...... Lord Liang was assassinated! The official was out of breath, gasped desperately for a few moments, and said hurriedly.

"What? Lord Liang was assassinated? When did this happen? Li Canghai was taken aback and hurriedly asked.

"It wasn't that long ago...... It's been about half an hour. The officer replied.

Li Canghai knew that the matter was serious, turned around and asked the master to say a few words, and then quickly returned to the mansion with the servant.

In the Luoyang Mansion, Liang Xiu was lying on the bed in the inner hall, his left arm was dripping with blood, and an old man was bandaging his wounds.

"Your Excellency, are you okay?" Li Canghai stepped in two steps and hurriedly asked.

"Cang...... Canghai, are you back? How's it going? Liang Xiu's face was pale, as if he had lost too much blood, and he would faint at any time, he looked at Li Canghai and asked with difficulty.

"Your Excellency, please rest assured, the matter is no longer serious, the murderer who made the poisonous wine has been caught, and now under the custody of General Huangfu, after detailed interrogation, he will be able to learn about the conspiracy of 'Reverse Scale Xuanwu'." Li Canghai walked to the bed and asked worriedly, "My lord, who is so bold that he dares to assassinate you?" ”

Liang Xiu endured the pain and sighed: "It's all because the official is too careless, I was originally looking through the case in the study, and I didn't want a black-clothed killer to appear, so I stabbed at me without waiting for me to call for help." ”

"Where is the murderer now?" Li Canghai asked with a frown.

"The killer has died in the study." Liang Xiu gritted his teeth and said.

"The murderer is dead? What's going on? Li Canghai's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, and there was a stunned expression on his face.

Lieutenant Lang bandaged Liang Xiu's wounds, he leaned against the bed, and said hatefully: "This thief wanted to kill me, but I didn't expect that he himself was already seriously injured. ”

After listening to Liang Xiu, Li Canghai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I didn't expect assassins to be so rampant, but fortunately, the adults are unharmed. ”

"Who says it's not, these thieves are really hateful, they dare to kill their own officials, this is a rebellion!" Liang Xiu trembled angrily, he cursed angrily a few times, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked, "Canghai, do you have a proper care of the brocade box?" ”

"I'm about to report this to the adults, the brocade box is placed here with me, it's really not safe, I want to hand it over to the adults for safekeeping, I don't know what the adults want?" Li Canghai arched his hand and said.

Liang Xiu's eyes lit up, but he quickly regained his composure, and he thought for a moment and said: "This official also has this intention, after all, the Luoyang Mansion has a large number of people, which can prevent the brocade box from being robbed." But I don't know where the brocade box is now? ”

"The brocade box is now in Di Qing's hand, and she will bring the brocade box in a moment." Li Canghai touched his nose and said, "My lord, I want to go and see the murderer's body, I wonder if my lord can agree?" ”

Liang Xiu moved his body and nodded: "The body is still in the study, you can go and see it, I will wait for Di Qing to come." ”

Li Canghai bowed slightly to Liang Xiu, and then exited the living room.

In the study, the tables were crooked, and books were scattered everywhere, and it seemed that there had been a fierce struggle.

In the middle of the main hall was a mahogany table, which was full of various files, and at the foot of the table, a corpse lay down.

The corpse was dressed in a night coat and had a dagger stuck in its back waist, which dug deep into its waist, leaving only the handle exposed.

Li Canghai squatted down and carefully observed the corpse, there were three serious injuries on the back of the corpse, which was indeed the person Di Qing was tracking.

Reaching out and tearing off the sleeve of the corpse's left arm, sure enough, a tattoo of 'Reverse Scale Xuanwu' was found on the corpse's left arm.

Li Canghai observed the study again, and from the moment he entered the door, he felt that the scene was a little strange, but where was the strange, but it was indescribable for a while.

After much observation, he finally noticed something strange, the study was messy, but there were no scratches, not even the mahogany table closest to the deceased.