Song Chengxuan didn't speak, just looked down at the paperwork.

Zhang Zhenren: "An Yihou shouldn't have found you in the inn, so you can't just leave Miss Xu aside, maybe the girl doll is in a hurry now." ”

Will she be in a hurry?

"You think too much," Song Chengxuan raised his eyes, "An Yihou found someone in the house, otherwise he wouldn't have come to check suddenly, as for Miss Xu, she has already got everything she wants, and it doesn't make much difference between me and her." ”

She knew that the Marquis of Guangping was in his hands, and he showed her the blank secret letter of the Ministry of War, and she knew his situation very well in her heart.

Even if the Ministry of War wants to recruit him and give him some face, but Wang Yun has been an official for many years and has a good reputation in the court, and if he can't come up with evidence to question Wang Yun, he will soon be bitten back, and the court officials don't care who is the real mastermind behind the scenes.

His hostility towards An Yihou, presumably she also saw it, since he didn't come to the door, she wouldn't come to ask, as long as the case could continue to be investigated, the rest was not important.

After a few exchanges, he already got to know her better.

She is the calmest and most confident woman he has ever seen, decisive and neat, and knows how to judge the situation and not be easily swayed by emotions.

Only at the moment when she saw An Yihou in the inn, her clear eyes were quickly overwhelmed by joy, and her expression was dazed and overwhelmed, seeing such a situation, it reminded people that she was just a teenage girl, although she looked very weak at that time, as if she could be easily knocked down by emotion, but the whole person became brighter in an instant.

It's a true face in front of someone she really cares about.

An Yihou's mansion and her family are more important than anything else, and she will naturally actively find the person who framed An Yihou.

After this incident, everyone thought more clearly.

He won't quit, and she will check to the end, doing their own thing, and there's no need to see each other again.

"I know," Zhang Zhenren said, "It's not that the son wants to hang Miss Xu, but that Miss Xu is hanging the child, will the son think that Miss Xu is ruthless." ”

A joke, but received two sharp glances.

Zhang Zhenren didn't dare to continue.

Song Chengxuan narrowed his eyes.

Zhang Zhenren immediately walked out of the house, he had been by Childe's side for a long time, and he still knew Childe's emotions very well, and usually at such a time, they had to stay away.

Bumped into the eternal night at the door, Zhang Zhenren blinked: "If there is nothing to tell, I advise you not to go." ”

Eternal Night darkened: "You're talking nonsense again." ”

Zhang Zhenren sighed and said, "I'm not here to comfort him. ”

After Zhang Zhenren left, the courtyard instantly became quiet and terrifying, and Yongye couldn't help but shiver.

……

In a corner of the capital, a ragged beggar squatted there, this beggar had just arrived, and at first he was chased and bullied by the beggars in this area, but later no one would beat him again, but would give him some food to satisfy his hunger, sometimes half a bowl of glutinous rice, sometimes stinking chicken feet.

Because he was so pitiful, he didn't know what pain he had experienced, his body was full of wounds, and a large patch of hair was missing, and his bare scalp looked bloody and fleshy, and it smelled of decay, and flies and insects flew around on it, and at first he would reach out to drive the flies away, and then he had no strength, so he let them go.

Sooner or later, he will become a corpse, and more insects will eat away at his flesh and skin, this is his fate, and no one can change it.

Most of the time, he hung his head, as if drowsy.

Occasionally he was kicked awake by the patrolling yacha, and the yacha grabbed him by the hair and made him show his face, but the next moment everyone was frightened, the face was also bloody and blurred, one eye was already blind, and the eyelids were attached to the shriveled eye sockets, looking indescribably disgusting.

"Go to the hospice, there are big families to help today."

He then got up and followed the beggars towards the house, and as he was leaving, everyone saw the disgusting pus and blood on the ground.

This man is all broken.

One of the yacha frowned: "He should be driven out of the city." ”

The other one couldn't bear it: "Forget it, there are not a few days to live, so why bother him again." ”

In this way, the beggar wandered the streets, watching the people come and go.

The pain in his body pressed on him in waves, death should be the best destination for him, but he couldn't die yet, he still had to find someone, save someone, let him live with dignity, and leave with dignity.

The beggar raised his head, revealing a sparkling eye, and then he continued to look down at the pair of feet that he had been looking at for days, and all sorts of different people appeared in his mind.

Merchants, ordinary people, beggars, errands, and subordinates of large families all have their own unique dress, smell, and habits.

The identity of the person can be identified by just a pair of shoes.

If the soles of his shoes have been worn thin, it must have been because he had walked a long way, and he had rushed into the city in a hurry, but he suddenly slowed down, and walked around the city in circles, checking the situation around him as if nothing had happened, not wanting to go to the hotel to eat, only chewing some dry food in the corner, not to mention finding a place to stay, and having a peculiar fishy smell on his body, then such a person would attract his attention.

Then the beggar would stick to the man like maggots on tarsal bones, until the man would deliver the secret letter from Doganth to another man in the city.

The two men found an ambush around them, and until they were fooled, one of them snatched the secret letter and put it in his mouth, but the beggar had already stepped forward and removed his jaw, and at the same time the sharp blade in his hand pressed against the man's chest.

If he did not have time to snatch the secret letter from his mouth, the beggar would not hesitate to disembowel it and take the evidence in his hand, for the words on it would dissolve as soon as it was wet, and would no longer be recognizable.

The beggar only had this chance to find the evidence, and he had to seize it.

It's a pity that the person who came to receive the secret letter was not Wang Yun, but it was easy to verify the identity of this person, and through this person, you could find out who he would bring the secret letter to.

Hong Chuanting and Song Chengxuan, the secretary of the military department, walked over.

successfully caught someone, and it was not in vain.

Hong Chuanting said: "There are people in Beijing who have dealings with Dogansi's spies, it is not trivial, I will immediately write a document to report to the imperial court, these people will be sent to the prison of the Criminal Department first, and then remind others when there is conclusive evidence." ”

"What if I have other evidence?" The beggar, who had just retreated to the side, suddenly spoke.

It was a woman's voice.

Hong Chuanting couldn't help but be surprised, how could a woman have such ability.

"My lord, I can be sure that this is a spy from the wrong Tusi, and the wrong one has dealings with the officials of the Great Zhou."

Hong Chuanting frowned: "Who are you?" ”

The woman raised her head, revealing a face full of scars: "I used to be the Marquis of Guangping's wife Cui, and now I ...... I'm kind of a ghost.

Adults can let everyone involved in this case come to the prison to see ghosts. ”

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