In the early morning, the eastern horizon glows with a glimmer of light, and the sun shines gently on everything through the light mist.

Suzaku Street

The sun has just appeared, and the originally deserted streets are already lively.

One vendor after another opened the shop to welcome the sale, the women carried baskets of vegetables to shop around, and the streets shouted and bargained, one after another, endlessly; On the streets, people come and go, busy and orderly.

Two guards walked over to the bulletin board and posted a notice, an act that caused the nearby people to stop and cast curious glances.

When the guards left, the people flocked to the place, and everyone wanted to look at what was written on the paper.

On the notice is a portrait of a man, with three-dimensional facial features, full of heroism between his eyebrows and eyes, and the ugly scar on the left cheek of the man in the portrait brings people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

There are more and more people, and the wooden billboard is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

A round-faced woman tiptoed into the basket with a vegetable basket, her neck raised, but she still couldn't see clearly.

There were more and more people coming from the back, and everyone couldn't help but ask each other.

"What is written?"

"I don't know, it looks like a portrait."

One of them asked in a loud voice, "Can you read the previous one?" ”

At this time, a man standing at the front said loudly: "The person on the portrait has a huge relationship with the tragedy of destroying the door some time ago. ”

A short, bald man standing outside the crowd looked in with his feet on his feet, the crowd was noisy, and he didn't hear what was being said.

He poked his arm at the tall man next to him who was watching the same excitement as him and asked, "Did you hear me clearly?" Say what? ”

The tall man clasped his hands around his chest, and he touched his chin with his upper hand and replied with a thoughtful look: "It seems that the man in the portrait has done many evils, and the guards are chasing him." ”

The short middle-aged man nodded frequently and replied repeatedly: "Oh~"

A few people in front of him got up and walked out, and the middle-aged man saw the person on the portrait clearly.

After seeing it clearly, he was about to turn around and leave, but when he turned around, he saw the tall man beside him, and he seemed to notice something, so he frowned and narrowed his eyes into a small slit to look carefully.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the portrait again, then at the tall man, and then at the portrait after he finished reading, and he did this back and forth several times.

The tall man noticed the abnormality in the eyes of the person next to him, and he raised his hand to cover his face.

Suddenly, the man exclaimed, "You look like the person in the portrait." ”

His cry caused several people nearby to turn their heads to look.

The tall man raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he lowered the hand that was covering his face and pointed to the portrait and questioned loudly.

"You're blind, the person in the portrait has such a long scar on his face, how can it be me?"

This sentence made all the people who turned their heads turn their heads back to look at the portrait carefully, and from time to time a few people would turn their heads to look at the tall man in order to make sure of it.

After a moment, people looked at the middle-aged man and laughed loudly.

"If you look closely, it doesn't look like a person with a scar as long as the person in the portrait." The man who spoke turned his head to look at the tall man again, waved his hand again and again, and continued: "It's not like, it's not like. ”

The person beside him hurriedly echoed: "Oh, that's it, it's really scary." ”

"Don't be so surprised, it makes me so nervous." A woman said as she patted her chest.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the tall man again, he scratched his head and muttered, "How do you look at it, how do you feel like it." ”

The crowd slowly dispersed, and the tall man was still standing looking at the seven-point portrait on the notice, and he scoffed and said, "A bunch of fools." ”

He lowered his head and laughed secretly, the more he thought about it, the funnier it became, and his body began to tremble as he laughed.

An old man with his hands behind his back walked into the sign and looked at the portrait on it.

The tall man laughed and laughed, and the old man turned his head in disgust, he glanced at the man and then turned his head to look at the portrait.

He raised his finger and pointed at the man, his face full of folds was full of excitement: "You, you..."

Old man, you have been for a long time, and you have not said half a word.

The tall man stopped smiling and looked up at the voice.

The old man finally said: "You are the person in the portrait, hurry up!" Arrest someone. After speaking, the old man waved and stomped his feet in a hurry.

The man's originally smiling face collapsed instantly, and he took a few steps forward to look at the old man's eyes, which were half blocked by loose skin.

The man bent down and lifted the old man's eyelids and whispered, "Old man, you can see clearly with your little eyes, and there is no scar on my face, just like me, no, yes, me." The last three words were spoken very slowly.

The old man knocked off the hand that lifted his eyelids, and he looked at his eyes and "hissed": "Hmm... It's my old man's clumsiness, don't care about it in the next life. After saying that, the old man embarrassedly patted the man on the shoulder.

In the morning, the portrait of the scar man was hung all over the capital and even the whole Da'an.

The guards asked when they saw people with portraits in their hands, but everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know.

Mai Jiu, who had lunch, was lying on a collapsed chair eating grapes and singing leisurely: "Beibei who paints, Beibei who paints." ”

At this time, it is the end of summer, and the fresh grapes are slightly sweet, crystal clear like purple treasure color one after another, which makes people salivate and love it.

Mai Jiugang broke off another grape and stuffed it into his mouth, and the sudden huge sound of opening the door startled Mai Jiu and directly spit out the grapes that had just been stuffed into his mouth.

I saw Sang Huai'an walk in violently and sat on the chair, as if he was angry all over his body.

Mai Jiu quickly sat up, she looked at Sang Huai'an, she could hear Sang Huai'an's angry gasps from such a distance, and her chest was also rising and falling.

Sang Huai'an's own aura made Mai Jiu dare not approach, she sat on the collapsed chair and scratched her cheeks, a little helpless.

Would you like to come up and ask...

Mai Jiu typed the draft in his heart, and just wanted to speak, only to hear Sang Huai'an say in a serious tone: "We have been deceived." ”

Mai Jiuyi tilted her head with question marks on her face, and she grinned and asked, "What?" ”

Sang Huai'an turned around and picked up the teapot on the table and wanted to pour a cup of tea, but as soon as he picked it up, he found that the teapot was already empty.

In an instant, the anger value reached the full level, and Sang Huaian slammed the teapot on the table.

The loud sound frightened Mai Jiu, she quickly stood up and ran forward to straighten the teapot and shouted loudly: "Zhihua, hurry up and send a pot of herbal tea to the prince, hurry!" ”

After finishing speaking, Mai Jiu turned his head and smiled at Sang Huai'an, and said in a soothing tone: "Who made you so angry." ”

Sang Huai'an glanced at Mai Jiu, and he said lightly: "This king sent someone to investigate, and there is no such person as Sihe at all." ”

"Huh?" Mai Jiu couldn't react at all when he was shocked by this sentence.

Sang Huai'an continued: "None of what Hu Gengjian said is true. As soon as he said this, Sang Huai'an angrily smashed his fist on the table.

Mai Jiu was very puzzled, and she hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Zhihua sent herbal tea, seeing the atmosphere in the room and the frowning brows of the prince, she felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so she put down the teapot and ran out as if she had raised her feet.

Mai Jiu poured a cup of tea for Sang Huai'an, and she sat on the chair next to Sang Huai'an, waiting for Sang Huai'an's next sentence.

Sang Huai'an glanced at the teacup on the table, only to see that he didn't want to drink as much as he just did.

"This king found out that Hu Gengji's childhood residence was in a village on the edge of the capital, and Hu Gengqing was a poor child in the mouth of the villagers."

Hearing this, Mai Jiu was puzzled: "Hu Gengqing is Yan'er's father?" This is the first time Mai Jiu has heard the name of Father Yan, and it is a little unfamiliar.

Sang Huai'an nodded.

"According to villagers, when Hu Gengjiao was a child, he witnessed his mother kill his father and three of his siblings."

Mai Jiu's expression became more and more serious, and she didn't dare to let out a trace of her atmosphere when she listened to Sang Huai'an's narration.

"That night, his mother picked up an axe and slashed at his father, Hu Gengqing was not asleep, he heard the movement and woke up, and when his mother was about to kill him with an axe, he screamed and woke up the villagers to be saved."

Sang Huai'an snorted lightly: "This Sihe doesn't exist at all from beginning to end, and this king is now suspecting that it is Hu Gengzhen who is really sick!" And the story he tells is himself! ”

Everything was overturned, so that Mai Jiu's confident conjecture yesterday was wrong, and Father Yan, an old and cunning man, made up such a precise lie according to Mai Jiu's speculation.

Thinking of this, Mai Jiu was so restless that she grabbed her hair, and today she was still complacent about yesterday's reasoning, but the reality gave her a slap in the face.

Mai Jiu looked at Sang Huai'an and said anxiously: "Then let's hurry up and interrogate Hu Gengji." With that, he got up and wanted to leave.

Sang Huai'an hurriedly grabbed it, Mai Jiu turned his head and frowned, only to see Sang Huai'an shook his head, this shaking Mai Jiu suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"This morning, I found Hu Gengqing lying in prison, it seems that he should have wanted to commit suicide by hitting the wall, and when he found it, he still had a breath left, probably not waking up yet."

After hearing all this, Mai Jiu finally understood why Sang Huai'an was so angry just now, this Hu Gengjian simply played all of them around.

Sang Huai'an tugged Mai Jiu's hand with his big hand and let her sit back on the chair, Sang Huai'an let go of Mai Jiu, he picked up the herbal tea on the table and drank it all.

The cool tea brought a trace of comfort to Sang Huai'an's impetuous heart, and he calmed down and continued to speak: "If there is news, someone will come to inform this king, let's wait and see what happens." ”

At dinner, I saw the guards hurrying outside.

The guards knelt down and saluted: "Lord, Dali Temple sent someone to report that the person is awake, please go quickly." ”

Hearing this, Sang Huai'an threw down his chopsticks and stood up, and Chengde on the side hurriedly handed the sword to the prince, afraid that it would be too cold outside at night, and gave the prince a robe.

Sang Huai'an looked at the robe in Chengde's hand and waved his hand, signaling that it was not necessary.

After tidying up everything, Sang Huai'an was just about to raise his feet and walk towards the door, he seemed to think of something, so he turned his head to look at Mai Jiu and asked suspiciously, "You're not going?" ”

I saw Mai Jiu pulling the rice in the bowl and replied inarticulately: "I'll go.. Go.. You wait for me. ”

I only heard Sang Huai'an say loudly: "This king is gone, don't you see if you want to go!" After speaking, he picked up the robe in Chengde's hand and walked towards the door.

"Eh, I'll be there later." After Mai Jiu took two more bites of food, he hurriedly got up to catch up.