The tea has been toured three times, and Fang Mei's father has also left. As the future son-in-law, He Bachun followed behind and left the inn. The old man knew the status of the He Batchun family, and frequently said "stay", but it was useless after all, and He Batchun continued to follow all the way.

"Don't worry, I'll be back. Fang Mei's thoughts, I know best. At the end of his silence, He Bachun said this. The old man patted him, "Child, safety is the most important thing. ”

In the spice shop, Hu Shang, who had lived for a few days, had already "settled out" and left, never saying goodbye, but "fostering" the camels here.

In the escort team led by Hou Cong, all those with the rank of lieutenant, except for Fluorescence and Murong Xing, who were on duty, stayed in Mo Chang's room, and the others moved to the opposite room together.

That Hu Shang knelt in the middle, did not move the execution, and was interrogated by Yuwen Changkong.

"The picture of General Xiaohou coming to the battlefield was passed on by you here?"

Hu Shang flatly denied the three words "spread out". He spoke Chinese very well, but he just looked at the ground in front of Hou Cong's feet intently, avoiding eye contact with anyone. According to Hu Shang's recollection, this painting was painted by the prince. The prince of Liguo is versatile, but Mobao is not easy to give away, and he brings it back to the Western Regions with him, so he naturally sells it for a good price. What's more, there is only one painting itself, and it is said that it has passed through the hands of many powerful people. Because of the assassination of the prince, several houses were raided, and the painting was left on the ghost street and was collected by him.

However, Fang Mei from the spice shop liked it wholeheartedly, so he sold it half and gave it away, and the purchase price was sold.

"Who did you collect it from? Who told you all this information? Changkong asked.

Hu Shang was silent.

Nagaku waited for a while, and ordered him to look up and look at the people in the room, who he knew. Hu Shang really paused his gaze on everyone's faces, and then shook his head, indicating that he didn't know each other.

Hou Cong spoke, "Captain Yuwen take him down, fight him to the death, it's not unjust anyway." ”

"Yes."

The door opened, and two soldiers came over, and Hu Shang wanted to say something, but his mouth had already been covered and dragged down. Yuwen Changkong also followed. The door closes again. Hou Cong didn't speak, except for occasionally looking at the white clothes standing in the corner, he didn't even move the tea, just sitting.

The first one who couldn't hold his breath was Li Andu, who called out "General Xiaohou," expressing his puzzlement, "Although this painting has caused you trouble, it is not a big deal. Why such a big battle? Delayed your trip? ”

Hou Cong looked at him and didn't answer. Li An was uncomfortable, and added a few more words: "Besides, a few of us have nothing to do with this matter, so why are you waiting here in vain?" ”

Hou Cong turned his head to look out the window, and he didn't mean to answer this question at all.

After a while, Yuwen Changkong came back, no one looked at it, and went straight to Hou Cong's ear and whispered, "Recruit, say that the painting was painted by King Hui." ”

Hou Cong waved his hand, meaning that there was no need to say more. "Yuan again."

"Yes."

"You and Changkong marched back to Datong to confirm Hu Shang's confession. We're waiting for you right here. ”

Yuan and Changkong received the order again and hurried out of the room.

Hou Cong finally took a sip of tea, "This back and forth, plus the effort to check the confession, it won't be too long." It's a big deal to stay in town for three or four days. ”

It was Li Andu who was the first to speak, "General Xiaohou can't trust us?" Why didn't Hu Shang's confession be published? ”

Hou Cong finally didn't think he was a transparent person, "Hu Shang just said that the painting was painted by the prince, what do you think?" ”

Li Andu was not polite, "The prince has always not appreciated General Xiaohou so much, why did he draw you for no reason?" ”

Hou Cong smiled and turned his face to look at Jia Fang, "What do you say?" ”

Jia Fang arched his hand, but his attitude was more modest, "My subordinates really don't understand why such a painting exists. ”

Hou Cong nodded, "So, do you think it's important?" ”

Jia Fang's face was serious, "Important." ”

At this time, Hou Cong began to look at He Bachun, "Isn't it, take advantage of the marriage of one of our He Ba sons." Your brother's name is He Baxuan? ”

"Yes."

"Died defending His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... Have you seen the corpse? What are the scars on the body? ”

He Bachun's lips trembled slightly, "He died of random arrows in his body." ”

Hou Cong's interest seemed to be getting higher and higher, "As a bereaved family, do you really not know who assassinated His Highness?" ”

The air in the room shook slightly.

He Bachun really heard it, "It is said that it is the relic of the Ping Dynasty." ”

Hou Cong really didn't expect this answer to appear. The people of the Ping Dynasty? Although there is not much reason for the dynasty to be overthrown for more than a hundred years, there are still people who take risks for it?

"Okay," Hou Cong put on a mysterious smile, "Let's disperse, how to be on duty, don't make a mistake." Stay in white for a while. ”

And the crowd scattered out of his room. The white clothes were still standing in place, watching the people walk out of the room, watching who took the door. Turning his head to look at Hou Cong again, he smirked.

"Come here." He said.

Bai Yi walked over slowly, saying as he walked, "Didn't I say everything?" You're a general, I'm a lieutenant. I know everything—"

Before he finished speaking, Hou Cong stood up, pulled him over, and sat on his lap.

"Hee-hee." Bai Yi also lowered his head and smiled.

The two of them didn't know how to talk for a while.

"Grand Prince," Bai Yi touched his hair again, "don't worry. ”

Hou Cong buried his head in Bai Yi's arms, and his voice came out muffled, "I think it's time to kill a few people." I used to think that they were the prince's people, and if they died in my team, I was afraid that they would end up with the truth. Now, I can't take care of the long-term, it's best that no one should follow these half-hearted bad seeds to Jiangnan. ”

"What did my brother just say?"

Hou Cong raised his head to look at her, "King Hui." ”

"Gee, that's not good."

"What's wrong?" He used his fingers to shave the white man's jaw.

"After all, the prince is the prince, no matter how ruthless he is, I always feel that he is still a little taboo. At present, His Royal Highness King Hui is young and has not shared any public office, if he is really ambitious and has tricks, he doesn't even have the boundary of a rat thrower! ”

Hou Cong changed from scraping people to kneading people, "What you said is right, but there is nothing wrong with it, so I don't have to have scruples." How about it, you have to endure hardships and adventures with such a husband. ”

"I was meant to be a substitute for the dead."

These three words are the most taboo for Hou Cong. His face sank, and he tightly wrapped his hands around the back of the white coat and hugged him in his direction.

He also knew that his nameless fire should not be flare up to Baiyi, so he changed his face again, "If I disobey the emperor, will you look down on me?" ”

"Better not."

He was silent.

Bai Yi touched Hou Cong's back, "I don't blame you." As I said, I'm content with this. ”

"No," he said, "I am not satisfied. ”

Bai Yi felt that such a conversation was the real danger, but the only thing she could respond to was a smile.

Don't ignite the fire in people's hearts, greedy, and expectant, otherwise, no one will be able to end up. It's easier said than done.

Bai Yi broke Hou Cong's hand away, stood up by himself, and smiled as hard as he could. Hou Cong stood up, but was stopped by one of her outstretched hands, "Just stand there, eldest son, don't make me sad." Don't come over, don't say anything else, don't hold back. ”

Then she turned around and walked out the door.

The door was always open. She's still the same stupid she, forgetting to close the door. It was he who stood there for a long time, and then came and closed it himself. If you don't want Bai Yi to be a substitute for the deceased, you are going against the emperor's arrangement, and you must have a foolproof strategy. Now, however, there is no such thing as a foolproof solution.

In the few inns where Hou Cong's team lived, there was nothing unusual to see. It's just that Dugu Zheng passed another order: rest in place for three days.

Early in the morning of the second day, Hou Cong called all the lieutenants to his room.

Among the people, there is still that Hu Shang.

Only, he's a corpse.