The ice on the outside of several bodies had completely melted away, and the whole body was left to dry in the sun.

In the sun, the wet clothes looked very bright, and the clothes were fine brocade, soaked in water, and wrapped heavily on the body.

The hand that picked up the corpse, this hand had traces of being blistered, some white, the nails were very neatly trimmed, and it was also very clean without any dirt, the joints were not thick and obvious, he was not a martial artist, and he had never sold coolies, and there were faint thin calluses on the thumb, index finger and middle finger ring finger, and he took the pen and gestured, and the few thin calluses just corresponded to the posture of holding the pen, and it seemed that this person had been holding the pen for many years.

He rolled up the sleeves of the corpse, the color of the arm and the hand was almost the same, he turned over the neck of the corpse again, rolled up the trouser leg and looked at the leg, it was as white as the arm, and there were no traces of old scars or the like, and it looked like he was pampered and had not suffered much sin.

Han Changdui squinted, his eyes froze, and he suddenly reached out and picked up the sleeve of the corpse to look at it carefully, and his face gradually sank.

Yao Qi also squatted down, looking at the pattern at the cuffs, the pattern is the undulating waves rolling, circles of whirlpools dotted in between, clouds in the distance, looming mountains, this is not a common pattern of clothing and ornamentation used by the Han people.

She frowned slightly, and stopped talking: "This pattern is very exquisite. ”

Han Changdui nodded, and also saw that this pattern was inappropriate, and said bluntly: "It looks like the craftsmanship of the court." ”

Yao Qi smiled and did not answer.

Han Changwan took out a dagger from his boots, made a snort, cut off a sleeve, drained the water, wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it away, turned his head to He Zhenfu and Yao Qi and said, "I went into the palace, you two are guarding here, don't let outsiders enter the Seser Tower." ”

The two said yes in unison.

Han Changdui met with Emperor Yong'an, and reported the situation of the Tubo Mission and several cases one by one, and got Emperor Yong'an's permission, and the rest of the matter was all up to him, as long as it was not a big move to poke the sky into a hole, there was no need to come back one by one.

He immediately took a reassuring pill, walked out of the Taiji Palace with the sleeve of his coat, and while walking, he was thinking about the things behind him, and he also had a rough arrangement for these cases.

At this time, it was already dusk, the remnant sun was like blood flowing in the sky, and layers of ripples like water waves rippled on the glazed tiles, and the light shone on the eyes.

Han Changdui stopped in front of the Taiji Palace for a moment, and the towering palace wall was like a lead cloud pressing on the top, which made people's hearts heavy.

He stared for a moment, pinched the sleeve in his sleeve, and turned his head to the court.

Wang Gui, the head of the court, heard the rumor, straightened his sleeves, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and saluted Han Changdusk: "Lord Han is a rare guest, hurry, hurry, please inside." With that, he bent down and let Han Changdui into the main hall.

Han Changdui was the first time to see Wang Gui, the head of the court, before he checked the thin books of the court, all of them were for Meng Sui to come over, he didn't come in person, he didn't expect that the famous person who was nearly forty years old was the head of the court, but he was a man who looked only thirty like a promise, thin and thin, his hair was as black as ink, his face was tight without a trace of wrinkles, his face was white and transparent, as if he had not been exposed to the sun for many years, pale and bloodless.

He was a little strange, as Chen Xian said, this prince is the real uncle of the king, but this uncle and nephew are the same age, and the other nephew, Wang Zhong, is only in his twenties, it seems that the relationship between the Wang family is more chaotic than he imagined.

He pressed the meaning of exploring the relationship between the Wang family, came back to his senses in an instant, and said with a faint smile: "This official is here because there is a case involving a piece of physical evidence, and he wants to ask the prince for advice or two. ”

Wang Gui's lean and lean back stiffened, and he said as usual in an instant: "Lord Han is polite, if you have something to say, please speak directly, the old slave must know that everything is endless." ”

Han Changwan smiled and thanked him, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, opened it layer by layer, held the sleeve, and asked with a serious expression: "Prince-Duke Lao will identify it and see if this thing is from the craftsmanship of the court." ”

Wang Gui took the sleeves of his shirt, carefully examined and identified them for a long time, frowned tightly, and said apologetically: "The old slave really can't recognize it, but the embroidery workers in the court are taught by the palace doctor, and the old slave went to call the palace doctor." ”

Han Changwan nodded: "Then there will be Prince Lao." ”

Wang Gui instructed the little chamberlain to call the palace doctor to come and talk back, and he personally poured fragrant tea for Han Changdu, and said with a smile: "Lord Han taste this tea, the tea is ordinary tea, but the water used to cook the tea is the snow water from the plum blossoms harvested last year, which has a different taste." ”

Han Changwan took a sip, nodded and said lightly, "It's really good." He gently put down the cup and asked as if unintentionally: "I heard that the prince has a mansion in Chongyifang, which is very good, and the plum blossoms are a must, I don't know if the official has the opportunity to appreciate the plum." ”

Wang Gui's hand holding the cup suddenly tightened, and the nervous expression on his face quickly dissipated, and he smiled as usual: "As long as Lord Han appreciates the light, the old slave is honored." ”

Han Changdui smiled meaningfully, and was about to speak, when footsteps came from the door, and a woman in her early thirties walked in, with her hair in a bun like clouds, long eyebrows and sideburns, her appearance was not extremely beautiful, but she was gentle, and she was wearing a crimson skirt outlining her slender figure.

The woman saluted: "The maidservant Jiang Huanting has seen the prince and Lord Han." ”

Wang Gui hurriedly introduced: "Lord Han, this is the doctor of the palace who is responsible for teaching embroidery in the court, Jiang Niangzi, if Lord Han has anything to say, just ask." ”

Han Changwan nodded and thanked him, handed over the sleeve, and asked in a deep voice: "Lao Jiang Niangzi will identify whether this pattern is the craftsmanship of the court." ”

Jiang Huanting picked it up and looked at the light for a long time, then touched it carefully with her hand, nodded and said, "Yes, it is the craftsmanship in the court." ”

Han Changdui breathed a sigh of relief: "Can Mrs. Jiang confirm?" ”

Jiang Huanting said firmly: "Yes, but this pattern is the style of five years ago, and I haven't done this pattern in these years." ”

Wang Gui first heard that this pattern was from the court, and then he heard that this pattern was five years ago, he looked at Jiang Huanting in surprise, his short and thick eyebrows twisted, and asked in surprise: "Yes, the batch from five years ago?" ”

Jiang Huanting nodded solemnly.

Wang Gui's heart flickered and sank.

Five years ago, five years ago, what happened five years ago, Han Changwan frowned slightly: "Is there anything special about this pattern, how can Jiang Niangzi tell at a glance that this is a pattern from five years ago." ”

Jiang Huanting hesitated a little, cautiously glanced at Wang Gui, the corners of her lips twitched, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

Wang Gui coughed lightly, his expression was already as usual, and he said lightly: "Jiang Niangzi just said that in front of Lord Han, there is no need to hide anything. ”

Jiang Huanting put away her hesitation and said bluntly: "Five years ago, the envoys of the Western Regions entered Beijing to pay tribute, and the sage originally ordered the court to prepare the clothes and embroideries for the reward, but after the court should be ready, the sage changed his mind and changed to the Provincial Clothing Bureau in the palace to prepare these things. ”

Han Changwan was surprised: "Even if these things are idle, they shouldn't be scattered at will, after all, they are things in the palace." ”

Jiang Huanting looked at Wang Gui in embarrassment.

Wang Gui coughed lightly, waved his hand, and let the attendants retreat, before he said lightly: "Lord Han, the old slave knows about this matter, let's talk about it." He paused for a moment and said: "Because at that time, this batch of clothing and embroidery was to be rewarded to the missions of the Western Regions, so the clothing and patterns were selected with the characteristics of the Western Regions. ”

Han Changwan frowned slightly: "If you say so, there is nothing that cannot be said in this matter, why are the princes and Jiang Niangzi so embarrassed, they have to hold back to say it." ”

Wang Gui sighed, took a sip of tea, and smiled bitterly: "Lord Han doesn't know, originally this is a good thing, it is a great grace, but after these rewards are sent to these people, they are so bold that they will sell all the rewards, and let the things in the palace spread among the people in the market, and when the palace notices it, these things in the palace no longer know how many people's hands have passed, and they can't be found, and the palace can't trace the whereabouts of these things. It will inevitably cause chaos among the Hu people, so he can only press this matter and suffer a dumb loss. ”

Han Changwan was dumbfounded when he heard this, he didn't expect that a piece of sleeve would lead to such an inside story, and it was easy to find out the source of the embroidery, but because the source was chaotic and nowhere to check, it was really embarrassing.

"Then, at first, the palace also traced the whereabouts of these palace things, can the prince tell the official the approximate whereabouts of these palace things." Han Changwan took a sip of tea and leaned over to ask.

Wang Gui tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said distressedly: "At that time, the old slave was not the head of the court, and he didn't know a lot of things, but he only vaguely knew a few Hu shops that he handled, and the old slave wrote it down. ”

Jiang Huanting hurriedly came over with a pen and ink, Wang Gui wrote a few store names with a pen, and handed them to Han Changdu: "Lord Han, what the old slave knows, that's all." ”

Han Changdui glanced at it, saw a very familiar name from it, he felt a pang in his heart, put away the paper and thanked him, and was about to leave.

Wang Gui smiled: "Lord Han is polite, if there is anything in the future, you can come and ask the old slave." ”

Han Changwan smiled and nodded: "The prince is polite, and the official thanks the prince." ”

Wang Gui sent Han Changdui out with a smile, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Han Changdui walking out.