Most of these things were told to Jiang Changxi by Qin Mo, and their family was very good with Mrs. Peng, so they knew more about this gossip.

It's a pity that Jiang Changxi's focus at this time is not in the Xiangyuan, but in the study.

"A secret passage in the study?" Jiang Changxi looked at the information on the table in a daze, the tip of the pen was stained with ink, and the word study could be circled on the daily whereabouts of Anhou.

Xun Anhou goes to the study very often, in addition to sleeping, sometimes staying in the study all day.

And sleeping at night, he can spend the night in Liuxiang Pavilion twenty days a month. Liuxiang Pavilion lives one of his favorite aunts.

Jiang Changxi stared at these two places, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Study, Liuxiang Pavilion.

Day and night.

Looking for Anhou's daily routine is really regular.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Jiang Changxi thought of something, but he wasn't sure.

"Is there any information about Xun Anhou?" Jiang Changxi asked Qingrong.

"Yes, in Tianshui Hall."

Although Jiang Changxi has always disliked Fu Xingzhou for being too paranoid about Xun Anhou, Jiang Changxi of the gang has never been stingy, so Tianshui Tang's investigation of Xun Anhou is relatively comprehensive, and his information has been locked in Tianshui Hall.

It was too troublesome to go back and forth to Tianshui Hall to get information, so Jiang Changxi went to Tianshui Hall with Qingrong.

When the son was approaching, Sui'anhou Mansion had already been locked, but this did not prevent Qingrong from taking Jiang Changxi to come and go freely.

The carriage that came to pick up people from Tianshuitang stopped on the next street, and the two soon arrived at Tianshuitang.

It is not difficult to find the information of Xun Anhou, Jiang Changxi glanced at ten lines, put the two pieces of information together and compared, and his eyes deepened a little.

Qingrong saw that Jiang Changxi's expression was wrong, and he was a little worried: "Girl, is there any problem?" ”

"I can't say it, I just think it's weird." Jiang Changxi put down the information, the candle flame flickered, and the slow shadow fell on the paper, covering half of the handwriting.

"Has anyone checked the Willow Fragrance Pavilion?" Jiang Changxi asked.

There has been news from the Hou Mansion of Xun'an. Jiang Changxi probably knew how they found the secret room in Xun Anhou's study.

But about Liuxiang Pavilion, the spies of Tianshui Hall didn't even mention it, and Jiang Changxi felt very strange.

Qingrong was also very curious why Jiang Changxi suddenly mentioned Liuxiang Pavilion.

She knew that it was the residence of one of Xun Anhou's favorite concubines, and there was nothing special about it.

However, since Jiang Changxi asked, Qingrong naturally answered all questions, "The patrol battalion has indeed searched, but there is nothing suspicious in Liuxiang Pavilion, except for Aunt Xiang and her maid, there is no more." ”

Jiang Changxi paused for a moment, a little surprised, "There is only one servant in Aunt Xiang's courtyard?" ”

Qingrong didn't think there was anything, a concubine who couldn't be on the stage, and one or two people served, there was not much difference.

Jiang Changxi returned to the desk, picked up a pair of intelligence, and his face changed slightly: "It's really wrong." ”

Jiang Changxi handed the information to Qingrong and motioned for her to read: "Look at the information on the 23rd of last month, Xun Anhou entered the Liuxiang Pavilion at night, and the old woman broke the jade cup. ”

"Look at the day at the beginning of the month, Xun Anhou went back to the study at noon, and there was also a sentence behind Aunt Xiang ordering the old woman to prepare medicinal food. In addition to the maid Chun'er in Liuxiang Pavilion, there should be an old woman. ”

"Xun Anhou entered Liuxiang Pavilion at night, most of the time it was a watch, and the old woman was still in Liuxiang Pavilion, which means that there should be a place for her to stay overnight in Liuxiang Pavilion, and it is impossible for the people in the patrol camp to make such a big omission." Qingrong is also a smart person, and Jiang Changxi dredged up the key to it: "Unless, the old woman's place to stay at night is not in the open, but in the dark." ”

Jiang Changxi also guessed like this: "Your Excellency Liu Xiang, I'm afraid that there is another secret passage, maybe it's not possible." ”

"That's just my guess, though." Jiang Changxi is not very sure.

She paced to the window, the night was dark, and the clouds were cloudy.

Jiang Changxi looked in the direction of Xun'anhou Mansion and thought thoughtfully.

"Let someone check it out."

It's just that it's not easy to enter the Liuxiang Pavilion without being noticed under the nose of the patrol battalion, the key is that the people who are guarding the Xun'anhou Mansion at the moment, in addition to Xun'anhou, there is also Han Wei, and the spies of Tianshui Hall are afraid that they will be choked enough.

Qingrong was eager to try, and volunteered: "Girl, if you don't let me go, Qingrong promises to be cautious and give the girl a result back." ”

"You don't have to be too nervous." Jiang Changxi laughed at her. After all, the patrol battalion is under Han Weiqi's hands, and if her whereabouts are really exposed, Han Weiqi will also carry her around.

Knowing what Jiang Changxi meant, Qingrong pursed his lips, there was nothing on his face, and the boss was unhappy in his heart.

She didn't want King Nanxiang to carry it. To be a man and do things, if you don't steam steamed buns, you have to fight for breath.

There are people in Tianshui Hall, which is barely safe, and Qingrong can rest assured that he can explore the reality of Liuxiang Pavilion.

She climbed straight out of the window.

Jiang Changxi didn't have time to stop it, and Qingrong was gone.

Jiang Changxi supported his forehead, so helpless.

The time had passed, and most of the people in Tianshui Hall had slept, and it was dark everywhere, only she and the patient area were lit up.

Jiang Changxi stood under the corridor, the autumn night was heavy with dew, and she felt a little cold after standing for a while.

There were two patients living in the patient area who stayed overnight, one had broken his leg and was temporarily unable to move, and the other was typhoid fever, and the high fever had not gone away for a day, and he was coughing all night.

Jiang Changxi went over to look, and in addition to the patient's family members, there was only one medicine boy in the house.

The medicine boy leaned back in the chair, one hand on his lower abdomen, the other on the handle, supporting his head, his eyes squinted.

He was extremely sleepy, but he didn't dare to sleep with his consciousness, his head was agitated little by little, and after a while, he was drowsy, little by little.

Jiang Changxi looked amused, and felt distressed again, and walked over lightly.

The medicine boy was another spirit, and a begonia flower-colored skirt broke into his hazy vision, and the folds embroidered with flower branches folded out a beautiful arc, and the medicine boy's eyes were attracted, another spirit.

It's going to be a complete wake-up.

"Auntie, girl!" The medicine boy stood up a little helplessly, nervously not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Although Jiang Changxi smiled softly and amiably, the medicine boy only had in his heart: It's over, if the girl finds out that he is lazy, will the girl kick him out?! Woo woo, no, he doesn't snooze anymore......

Sensing his nervousness and fear, Jiang Changxi smiled gently, without any reproach, "Don't be nervous. ”

As soon as Jiang Changxi opened his mouth to reassure him, the patient's family had already noticed her: "Who is this girl?" ”

The medicine boy hurriedly said, "This is Miss Jiang, the owner of our Tianshui Hall. ”

"It turned out to be the owner." The patient's family straightened their clothes and was a little shy, "The owner is good." The owner is really beautiful, with excellent medical skills, young and promising, and a kind-hearted person. ”

"Madame is wrong." The patient's family members put on Jiang Changxi with nice words, and Jiang Changxi was embarrassed by her praise: "I will put a name in the hall, and the real medical skills are Dr. Ye and Dr. Xin." ”

The family said: "That's also the leader of the owner." If it weren't for the kindness of the proprietor who gave doctors and medicines from time to time, how could a poor family like us afford to get sick, but they could just suffer one day at a time. ”

"I'm also a soft-spoken person, just doing my best. Being able to help you is a blessing for me and all the doctors in Tianshui Hall. ”

Jiang Changxi was talking to his family, seeing that the medicine boy was barely holding on to his spirits, but now it was blue and black, Jiang Changxi was amused and distressed: "Go over there and sleep for a while, I'm here, I'm not afraid." ”

There are bamboo couches in the patient's room, which are reserved for the patient's family members or the medicine boy who keeps vigil to sleep.

But Jiang Changxi is here, and Dr. Ye has also told him to pay attention to the patient, where does the medicine boy dare to sleep.

Jiang Changxi comforted him in a warm voice: "Go, I'm still waiting for someone, and I won't leave for the time being." You can sleep now, and you will have the energy to support you in the second half of the night. ”

"If you're not in good spirits, if there's an emergency or something in the middle of the night, you won't be in good spirits." Jiang Changxi thought for a while, and added: "Before I leave, I will call you." ”

The patient's family saw that the medicine boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old, about the same age as the boy in her family, but he was so sensible and self-contained that it was distressing, and they also echoed Jiang Changxi to persuade him to go to bed, and joked that when he slept enough to guard her, she would be lazy if she went to sleep.

The patient's family was really just a joke, but who knew that he took it seriously, "Okay aunt." ”

Before going to bed, he didn't forget to remind: "You must wake me up." ”

He was too serious, and Jiang Changxi was embarrassed to smile, "Okay." By the way, what's your name? ”

Jiang Changxi felt that he was a little familiar, and his eyes were very strong, he should have just been recruited from the Charity Hall last time.

Hearing this, the medicine boy grinned, and introduced himself to Jiang Changxi very solemnly: "Xu Sheng, my name is Xu Sheng." ”

"Xu Sheng." Jiang Changxi read a sentence silently and said with a smile: "Okay, I remember, Xu Sheng." ”

Her voice was soft, faint.

Xu Sheng. Two words, the words are round, delicate and gentle.

Xu Sheng never thought his name was good.

But today, he thinks these two words are so wonderful.

Xu Sheng hugged the quilt, and this was the first time he had a good sleep since entering the charity hall.

The night was deep, but not silent.

Xu Sheng was awakened by the loud sound of thunder, and lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the people and things in the room.

He woke up with a spirit, accidentally rolled off the bamboo couch, and fell on all fours.

He was grinning and getting up, and there were noisy voices and panicked footsteps outside the house.

The patient's family members were nervous and scared, and frequently looked out, but did not dare to take a step.

"What's wrong?" Xu Sheng endured the shouting of his bones, looked into the house, and saw Jiang Changxi's figure.

Xu Sheng's face turned pale, "What about the girl?" ”

The patient's family shrank and cautiously pointed outside: "There are a lot of people, blood." ”

The patient's family said vaguely, but Xu Sheng felt that the thunder in the sky exploded above his head, making his head buzz, and he couldn't even think, so he rushed out.

It's hell on earth.

Even if all the family members were killed by bandits, Xu Sheng had never seen such a bloody and tragic scene.

He didn't know how to describe it, but he saw the bloody people who were constantly being carried in, some of their arms were gone, some of their legs were gone, and some of their faces were blown up to a bloody blur.

Xu Sheng felt a little weak in his legs, collapsed to the ground, and couldn't help but turn his back and vomit out a puddle of sour water.