"Actually, you don't have to be so surprised, this prefect's surname is Lu, presumably you should also know the surname of the current queen, right?"

"......" Song Jiayao actually wanted to answer that she had just known about it, but so as not to be despised by Hanyu's IQ, she decisively pretended to know everything in the end.

Han Yu didn't like to joke as much as before, and continued to say slowly: "But this Lu Governor's Mansion in Yan Town is just a side branch of the queen's mother's family. ”

Song Jiayao breathed a sigh of relief, just a side house...... As long as it's not the family that makes a mistake, then everything is easy to say.

"What about Pan An's side?"

"It's all solved, because he himself slashed his wife and concubine and children with a long sword, there is no such thing as any outsiders destroying the door, and he has already experienced the corpse, and the master has made a record, and this matter can be regarded as complete."

"What about the swallows?" Song Jiayao asked, what she was worried about was that although Pan An was dead, what if there was another Pan An? So isn't this Yan Town a day of eternal peace?

"Do you think that I used Nangong Jin's status as a cronie to use his power to make a mess here, and the people behind the scenes would dare to come to Yanzhen to hunt swallows again?" Hanyu raised her eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

"Unless, of course, that person is really not afraid of Nangong Jin......"

Song Jiayao shook her head, there is probably no one in this world who is not taboo against Nangong Jin, right? Even her, when Nangong Jin is so good to her, she can get an inch, but if Nangong Jin is really indifferent, she herself feels terrible.

What the hell was she thinking!! Song Jiayao shook her head vigorously, her affair with Nangong Jin sometimes really made her feel that she was constantly cutting and messing up.

"Anyway, there shouldn't be anything to do here, so let's leave." Song Jiayao got up and bowed.

Tong Zhen looked at her reluctantly, although they had only been together for a few days, they unexpectedly had deep emotions, Song Jiayao was like a sister to him, giving him infinite warmth.

"Don't look like you're about to cry." Song Jiayao half-bent down and touched his head.

"There is no feast in the world, and we are destined to meet each other."

Tong Zhen nodded stubbornly, but his eyes were already full of tears at the moment, rolling in them.

Hanyu was so sensationalized by their picture that goosebumps rose, I can't wait for Song Jiayao to get out of here, and, Hanyu, this kid, a little boy, what are you crying!!

Don't you know that a manly husband doesn't shed tears!!

Song Jiayao and Zhang San finally left the ......

Tong Zhen looked at their gradually invisible figures, and finally wiped his sweat and tears, and returned to Hanyu's side.

"Let's go, little ghost, Tingyulou is not a place for you to play, if you want to see Miss Song who is kind to you again, then ...... Throw your life and make yourself stronger. Hanyu said coldly, and then left the post station, and Tong Zhen immediately followed.

In the capital, Zhao Si was reporting to Nangong Jin about the death of the owner of the Imperial Household Money Village on the street.

"What about their corpses?"

"Master Hou, the corpse is now in Yizhuang, and it is being examined by the servants."

"Really?" Nangong Jin turned the jade wrench he was wearing on the thumb of his left hand, lowered his eyes, didn't know what he was thinking, and responded calmly.

"Let's go, let's go for ourselves." Nangong Jin ordered, the people behind the scenes hidden in the capital didn't seem to know where to get the news, or where they sensed the danger, so they took risks.

Zhao Si said that he understood, and then followed closely behind Nangong Jin, who had changed his appearance.

At this moment, Yizhuang is guarded outside the door by the soldiers of the criminal department on the marble side of the capital, and of course, there are also arresters sent by the Jingzhao Mansion Yin to patrol the surroundings to see if they can find some suspicious characters or clues.

"Stop, who are you?" The soldier standing guard outside the door asked.

"Officials, don't be impatient." Zhao Si said calmly, and then handed the identity card given to him by Nangong Jin to these soldiers guarding the door for them to look at.

After the soldiers led by him checked this jade pendant, his face changed suddenly, and then he immediately knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, it turns out that the cronies of the Marquis of Nangong are here." ”

The other soldiers saw the leader kneeling on the ground, and they also knelt respectfully.

"Get up, your Lord of the Fake Punishment Department, and Lord Fu Yin all know that our Hou Ye has something important to be sent out by the Holy Master, but such a major murder tragedy happened in the capital last night, we need to know about it, so that we can report it to Hou Ye." Zhao Si is serious.

Nangong Jin, who had changed her appearance, couldn't help but admire Zhao Si at the moment, and her ability to break blindly became more and more popular.

As soon as they stepped inside, they were choked by the faint smell of rotting corpses, which smelled worse than the smell of moldy food, or pigs kept in a pigsty.

"How long has it been since you found out they're dead?" Nangong Jin looked up at one of them and asked.

"They were killed at the time of Shen and then found by the watchmen at the time of the day, six hours later." He said patiently, and he didn't feel that Nangong Jin, who suddenly broke in, was too abrupt.

"And what about their deaths?"

"Groom, he died under the silver needles, three of which pierced him in the heart, killing him."

"And this little guy was killed by random arrows, his back was covered with dense arrows, and it was initially estimated that he should want to protect the owner to leave."

"However, the worst thing is the owner of the Imperial Money Village, he was separated from his head by a sword, and his death is also the worst." One by one, he told the truth what he had observed.

"Are there any traces of someone searching on them?" Nangong Jin continued to ask.

"Yes, after they were killed, they were found transported here, disheveled, and it is preliminarily estimated that the assailants should have searched a few of them, along with the wagon...... I don't think I found anything useful, though. He speculated.

"So, why did you find out so late?" Nangong Jin asked, the order in the capital is much stricter than in other counties, and the government actually received the information so late for such a big move in the assassination.

"It's a shame to say that when they committed the crime, there was a sudden heavy rain and thunder, and then Fu Yin was worried about danger, so he postponed his patrol." He said apologetically, otherwise the owner of this royal money bank would not have died miserably.

Nangong Jin didn't ask any more questions, and went to check the corpses in person, and found that the wounds on the body were very consistent with the description of the corpses, and the carriage was also in tatters at the moment, and Nangong Jin did not find clues in it.

"Did you notify the people on the other side of the Imperial Bank?" Nangong Jin asked.

"I've been informed, but no one has come yet." Said helplessly.

And Nangong Jin felt that something was wrong, and immediately left here with Zhao Si, looking at their disappearing figures, his face full of doubts, these two people are crazy?

"Master Hou, are you worried?" Zhao stopped at four o'clock.

"That's right." Nangong Jin nodded, then threw the signal flare upwards and gathered all the soldiers who belonged to Ping'an Hou nearby.

"But what are they doing with those innocent people in Mito Money?" Zhao Si was puzzled, the owner of the village is dead, and he still doesn't let his family go?

"Books."

Zhao Si suddenly realized that these people were afraid that the account books of the owner of the Imperial Money Village would leak out and leak their names.

"Quick, I'm afraid it's ......" Nangong Jin urged, his face solemn at this time.

When they arrived, there was a massacre inside, and the ground was full of fresh snow, and almost no survivors survived.

"This, it's so cruel!!" Zhao Si said angrily, even the old and weak did not let go, and the people behind this scene were too frustrated.

All the soldiers of Ping'an Hou gathered here, and when they saw Zhao Si, they greeted him respectfully.

"Let's all go in and check to see if there's anything alive." Nangong Jin ordered, and the soldiers frowned, then glanced at Zhao Si.

"Listen to him." Zhao Si affirmed, indirectly telling these people who have eyes and don't know Mount Tai not to disobey orders.

"Yes." The soldiers saluted, and then rushed in.

"Master Hou, I'll go and inform Jingzhao Mansion." Zhao Si proposed, such a big thing happened only one day later, I'm afraid the case can't be closed easily.

Nangong Jin nodded, and then began to look around outside the money village.

There are no obvious footprints on the ground, so where are these assassins in ambush? And the means to transport them? It is impossible for such a large wave of people and horses to come without coming, but there is indeed no trace of carriage walking in this vicinity.

"Who!!" Nangong Jin said sharply, and then slowly walked to the corner where the sound came from.

There was a small figure hiding behind the basket at the moment and trembling violently, and when Nangong Jin took the basket away, he screamed loudly.

Nangong Jin was almost pierced by his magic sound, and immediately stepped forward to cover his mouth, isn't this person afraid of disturbing the people, or alarming others?

"Woo woo woo ......" The person who was covering his mouth shook his head vigorously, wanting to open his mouth to bite Nangong Jin's fingers, but found that he let go directly.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Nangong Jin pulled out the dagger hanging from his waist, and the silver cold light flashed, frightening him to fall to the ground with his head in his hands.

"I'm not a bad person, I'm just passing by, passing by ......"

"Passing by? Why are you still passing by at this time? Nangong Jin asked, the dagger was already stuck in his neck at the moment.

"Hero, spare your life!! I'm really not a suspicious person!! ”

"I'm here to pick up manure, my family is a pig farmer, every time I come to the time of Yin and Mao, I have to come to the Imperial Money Village, and take the food from the back door back?" The man explained.

Nangong Jin withdrew the dagger at this time, he had just approached this person's side, and he did smell a foul smell, so it was impossible for this person to lie.

"Then why are you hiding here? Do you see something? Nangong Jin changed his words and affirmed.

"Hero, don't ask, don't ask." The man begged for mercy, and when he remembered what he had seen, his whole body trembled at the moment, and no matter how much he tried to suppress that fear, he could not suppress it.

Nangong Jin glanced at him coldly, and then rested the dagger on his neck again.

"You'd better tell the truth."