Han Changwan raised his eyebrows: "There is a palace maid surnamed Wu in the court, who is a good needleworker, you have been in the court for many years, didn't the palace maid Wu teach you needlework." ”

Yao Qi guessed what Han Changdui meant, and felt that there was no trap, so he smiled and said: "After studying for a few days, Wu Niangzi was later released from the palace, and I also went out of the court and entered the sixteenth guard, so I didn't study." ”

"In the fourth year of Yong'an, there was a drought in the Gyeonggi area, and the sage let a group of elderly palace maids out of the palace, and you entered the sixteen guards shortly after that." Han Changdui spoke casually, but every sentence fell on the important place.

Yao Qi knew that Han Changwan must have checked her details, and there were no ulterior secrets, and he couldn't find out anything if it was really unspeakable.

She nodded: "Yes, in May of the fourth year of Yong'an, Wu Niangzi left the palace, and in August of the same year, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, I entered the sixteenth guard." ”

Han Changdui raised her eyes and looked at Yao Qi quietly, she sat sideways, bowed her head slightly, and looked respectful as usual, as if she really didn't know anything, but she was by no means innocent, but too good at covering up.

Still underestimate her.

He didn't have mood fluctuations, and said lightly: "There are eight court sin slaves who entered the sixteenth guard with you, but girl, only you and another girl surnamed Li," he paused, and his words were sharp, pressing step by step: "That girl is the same age as you, both are seven years old, and her name is Li Yuqing." ”

Yao Qi suddenly let out a sigh.

Not the same age, she entered the court at the age of five, but soon, her age was deliberately changed to two years younger.

She was trained by the Sixteen Guards brutally, the more dangerous the more calm, she nodded calmly: "I was young at that time, and I can't remember it clearly." ”

Han Changdui glanced at Yao Qi deeply: "Nine children, the two of you escaped from the wolf's mouth, will you remember her?" ”

Yao Qi sighed: "Xu was so frightened that he forgot about it." ”

Han Changdu's original intention was to knock Yao Qi, and tell her clearly that he knew that she was hiding something, and he would eventually find out, if she was a smart person, she would either wipe it clean before he found out, or confess before he found out.

But she was really stubborn, she forgot a clumsy sentence, and she didn't bother to make excuses to clear herself.

She was not a prisoner in the prison of the Internal Guard, nor was she the Internal Guard he held in his hands.

No arrest, no execution, no interrogation.

He raised his eyelids, his gaze became colder and deeper, like a torture instrument in the prison of the Internal Guard, falling on Yao Qi's body: "The sixteen guards are strict in selecting people, the training is cruel, you can survive it, it's not easy, and it's even more rare to be able to leave the sixteen guards with your whole body." ”

Yao Qi smiled: "I'm not the only one who can survive, and I'm not the only one who can leave." ”

Han Changdu's eyes flashed: "Then, what about Li Yuqing, she didn't stay, she didn't leave, in the sixteen guards, it's like she never existed." ”

Yao Qi closed his eyes, and his heart was full of pain and struggle.

Among the sixteen guards, there are ways to make people silently non-existent, but Han Changdui is also a person with means, and he can find out about these.

It's just that Li Yuqing didn't deliberately let her not exist, it was an accident, an accident in the eyes of Sixteen Wei.

Yao Ji was silent and said with a smile: "Everyone in the sixteen guards has a file to check, if the son has the means, he can check it." ”

Han Changdu's face was a little ugly.

Check, it's strange to find out, the thin books of each person in the sixteen guards, at the same time that person disappeared, they were all destroyed.

He was able to find Li Yuqing, but it was just a coincidence.

In the fourth year of Yong'an, after a group of palace maids were released from the palace, the number of palace maids left in the court was different from that recorded in the thin book.

Eleven years have passed, and now it is the fifteenth year of Yong'an, and many thin books have been lost.

But he paid attention, compared them one by one, and found that there were a few palace maids missing, one of whom was named Li Yuqing, who happened to live in the same courtyard as Yao Qi, and they were all on errands under the palace maid surnamed Wu.

The thin book recorded the time when Yao entered the Sixteenth Guard, and after that time, all records about Li Yuqing disappeared.

This person has completely disappeared from the court.

What kind of secret did an insignificant, seven-year-old little palace maid bear, and someone took great pains to destroy all traces of her existence thereafter.

It's just a matter of covering up.

Han Changwei is also a little tired, Yao Qi looks stupid and a little lacking in heart on weekdays, her mouth is faster than her brain, but when it comes to important things, she is like a hedgehog, she has nowhere to bite or nowhere to put her mouth, and it is very difficult to deal with.

He waved his hand, and when he saw her, he was furious, like a punch on cotton, he couldn't use his strength, so let her go, there would be a chance to clean up slowly in the future, and he was afraid that if he continued to ask like this, he would not be able to help but strangle her.

At night, the boat slowed down, and the dark mountains and the dark water swayed slowly outside the window.

Han Changdui climbed out of the window, grabbed the outer wall of the hull and climbed horizontally a few times, and gently pushed open a window.

He hung his whole body on the lattice of the window, and looked into the room.

There was no light in the room, and the moonlight fell inside, and the light was faint, shining on the thin and weak body on the bed.

The black hair on his head was scattered, and he fell under the edge of the bed, and the thin brocade was placed on his body, outlining the undulating lines.

Han Changdui rolled over and fell to the ground lightly and silently.

He looked at the girl on the bed with an expressionless face, turned around and added a stick of incense to the celadon incense burner.

Thin light purple smoke rose through the fine fragments of moonlight.

The girl's eyebrows furrowed in pain, as if she had sunk into a nightmare.

Han Changdui took out a thumb-sized cyan leaf, put it to his lips and blew it.

The voice was very low, whimpering out of tune, like a night wind, blowing through the window lattice.

The girl's frowning eyebrows were rubbed open, and she let out a relaxed snort.

Han Changdu's lips moved, and the leaves were rolled into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

His lips didn't move, but a light voice came out, like a magic voice coming from his chest: "Are you called Yao Qi?" ”

The girl's eyes were closed, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, soaking her sideburns, as if she was talking in a dream, and she muttered in a low voice: "Yes." ”

Han Changdu's posture did not move, and the night wind broke in through the window, lifting his clothes and making a hunting sound.

His voice was melodious, echoing the night breeze: "Are you a slave of the court?" ”

The girl's mood gradually calmed down, and she spit out a nightmarish word with a steady breath: "Yes." ”

Han Changwei continued to ask, "Are you the Sixteenth Guard?" ”

The girl was immersed in the peace of the dream: "Yes." ”

Han Changdui paused for a moment and asked the point he wanted to ask: "Are you a death guard?" ”

The girl said calmly without a moment's pause: "No. ”

Han Changwan frowned slightly, suspicious, could it be that he really guessed wrong.

He approached the girl, looked at it carefully for a long time, and indeed slept very soundly, showing no sign of waking up, nor pretending to be.

He pressed his doubts and continued to ask, "Do you know Li Yuqing?" ”

The girl was still calm and didn't think about it: "I know." ”

Han Changwan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "Where did Li Yuqing go?" ”

The girl didn't stop, her eyes were closed, and she was as calm as ever: "I don't know." ”

Han Changdui choked for a moment, and he was so angry when he fell asleep.

He sighed depressedly, and his mouth was so strict when he fell asleep, it seemed that he couldn't ask.

He silently extinguished the incense, poured the ashes out of the window, and scattered in the wind, without a trace.

Then he cleaned up the traces of his visit, and silently went out of the window.

At the moment when the window closed, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes flashed, and she did not feel sleepy.

She looked at the direction where Han Changdui disappeared and sneered: "Lost soul incense, it's too wasteful to use it on me to ask questions." ”

In recent years, the imperial court and the Turks have fought several times, recaptured the old road of Yiwu entrenched by the Turks, Gaochang State wrote to repair, pay tribute every year, the imperial court reopened the Yumen, 800 troops and horses, and 5,000 Yumen troops stationed in Shazhou.

When Yiwu Road was entrenched by the Turks, the caravan envoys mostly took the Western Regions from the Dunhuang Road, there were many sand moraines along the way, many windy sand, the road was tortuous and difficult to travel, often buried by the wind and sand, often it was an ancient businessman, and a few people could return.

Now the imperial court reopened the jade gate, set up ten posts, most of the caravans were changed from Dunhuang Road to the jade gate to walk, the caravans were endless, very prosperous.

Entering from the jade gate, resting in the city for half a day, and then a few days to Suzhou, this road will no longer be dangerous.

Although the Dunhuang Road was gradually abandoned by the merchant messengers, but the Dunhuang City was not less prosperous, the Yumen Yangguan and the two passes of the Governor and the Shazhou Prefecture were all here, and the military salary and the replacement of the house map every three months were carried out in the city.

This Dunhuang has always been loose on the outside and tight on the inside, especially after the loss of the salary and the change of room map, the security in the city suddenly became strict.

First, 200 iron armor was transferred from the Yumen Army and stationed in the Fengyi Post House within a radius of dozens of miles outside the city, and then 300 soldiers were recruited and transferred into Dunhuang City.

The atmosphere of slaughter is becoming more and more solemn day by day.

Hu and Han live together in Dunhuang City, the wind is extremely heavy in clothing, food, housing and transportation, and the houses are built completely different from Chang'an City, most of them are dome colored tiles, and there are more colorful flags to face the wind.

Everywhere you can see the yellow-skinned and black-haired Han people and the high-nosed and deep-eyed Hu people, after nightfall, the snow-skinned and beautiful orchids are on the street, just to see, not to drink and drunk.

The north of the city is encircled by a large area of high walls, and the carved beams and paintings can be faintly seen in the wall, and sometimes there are swings swinging high, only to see the orchids on the swings, with snow skin and blue eyes, and are particularly beautiful.

The owner of this house is surnamed Wan, I don't know what it has to do with the Wanjia family in Chang'an City, but the words are the same.

At night, the cold stars twinkle and the moon shadow is sparse.

A rosewood sandalwood yarn clear oil car drove through the streets, this car was not luxurious and eye-catching, did not attract the attention of passers-by, and the car was also very quiet, only the whip of the driver.

The carriage drove by, leaving a strong fragrance in the nose that lingered for a long time.

A passer-by exclaimed in a low voice: "It's a girl from the Red Makeup Courtyard." ”

"It's a girl from the red makeup house, you're a happy fart, you're a poor ghost, and you'll smell it." Someone laughed and cursed.

"It's also pleasant to smell it." The man said dismissively.