If this is the case, then the Gu that raises the Gu person must be a great murderer.

He squinted slightly, could it be that the formation in this Se Se Lou was set up for Gu cultivation?

He looked up at the sky, and the wind was surging in the clear blue sky.

He Zhenfu came quickly, he came in a hurry, he didn't have time to modify the description, his hair bun was slightly messy, he didn't even have time to change his clothes, the blood stains on the placket were dry, a little stiff, with a strong bloody atmosphere, he saluted, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, I understand." ”

Han Changwan frowned slightly: "Execution?" ”

He Zhenfu snorted: "The mouth is too hard, and I won't open my mouth at all if I don't fight." He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and held it to Han Changdu: "My lord, according to the guy, this well was filled five years ago, and the jujube tree was also planted at that time, all of which were ordered by the former shopkeeper of the Se Se Lou, as for what was sold under the tree, he did not know, three years ago, the shopkeeper had something to move out of Chang'an, and he wanted to change hands on the Cerser Building, and the guys next to him all signed the death deed, so they all followed the shopkeeper away, only this guy signed the living deed, so he stayed, these three years, he has never seen the former shopkeeper and the buddies. ”

Han Changdui was stunned for a moment, it was five years ago, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, if the things under the tree were buried by the former shopkeeper, why would he move out of Chang'an, and when he moved away, why didn't he take things with him.

An extremely strange thought suddenly occurred in his heart, and he suddenly said coldly: "Take that guy to identify the corpse and identify the nineteen heads." ”

He Zhenfu was also stunned for a moment and responded.

Han Changdui said again: "The internal guards are all guarding here, even if some people are staring at the Se Se Tower, most of them dare not move, so that the internal guards have withdrawn, leaving only the secret guards with excellent light skills to guard here, if someone comes in, you don't have to arrest it, just follow it." ”

He Zhenfu was not stunned at this time, and was busy picking people.

Han Changdui instructed the internal guards to plant the jujube tree back as it was, and clean up the dead branches scattered on the ground.

He looked left and right, and finally clapped his hands with satisfaction, anyway, it was a plan to cover up and startle the snake, the traces of the jujube tree being dug up, it didn't matter if it was well hidden.

In this way, the internal guards surrounding the Se Se Lou were all withdrawn, but the seals of the Internal Security Division and the Jingzhao Mansion on the door were tightly pasted, and the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion also let out the words, saying that there was a murder case in the Se Se Building, and it was still under investigation, and the Se Se Lou was temporarily closed, and outsiders were not allowed to trespass.

On the day of the incident, many people in the West Market were watching illusions in the Seser Building, and they still remembered the strange and bloody scene of the day.

Han Changwan and his entourage returned to the Department of Internal Security in a majestic manner, filed a file of physical evidence, took up the pen and deliberated to draw up an excerpt, listed the current complicated things in an orderly manner, and went to the Taiji Palace with the excerpt.

Although the saint has a will, he can just watch and deal with these things, and he doesn't have to go back, but he can't really be too arrogant.

After staying in the palace for more than an hour and begging for the grace of a saint, Han Changdui went straight to the library of the Provincial Writings Bureau.

The classic books in the hands of the Provincial Bureau of Writings of the Secretary, if you talk about where the most complete books in the world, there is nothing more than this.

When Han Changdui arrived at the library pavilion, Qian Yun, the young eunuch of the secretary province, and Lang Shihuan, the secretary, were already waiting at the door.

Young Eunuch Qian Yun is over half a hundred years old, the top of his head is bald, his white temples are like snowflakes, he bends his back, and politely salutes: "Lord Han." ”

Han Changwan hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Qian Yun up, with a rare smile on his face, very kind: "Lord Qian doesn't have to be polite. ”

Secretary Lang Shihuan is still young, and his official rank is not high enough, so he is not qualified to be a big man, so he saluted honestly: "I have seen the young envoy." ”

Qian Yun let Han Changdui into the library pavilion, and there was a kind smile between his eyebrows and eyes: "The sage has a will, the books in this library are for Lord Han to consult, I don't know what Lord Han wants to see first?" ”

In fact, the library pavilion should be called the building, this building occupies an extremely wide area, it is six stories high, the four corners are hung with copper bells, the wind blows, the bells jingle, and the plain white wall is clean and clean.

Han Changdui looked at the hall that could not be seen at a glance, and rolled his sleeves to contemplate: "Lord Qian, I don't know if there are classics such as formation Gu techniques in the pavilion. ”

Qian Yun turned his head to look at the secretary Lang Shihuan.

Shi Huan hurriedly coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, does the young envoy want to see these first?" ”

Han Changwan nodded and said, "Okay, then Master Lao Shi will take a certain person to see this kind of classic book first." ”

Shi Huan hurriedly took a step and said with a smile: "This kind of classic book is rarely consulted on weekdays, so they are all hidden in the top layer of the library pavilion, the sixth layer, and there is a young man to make the adults move. ”

When Qian Yun heard this, his scalp was numb, and he rubbed his knees bitterly, he came out of the army, he was seriously injured in his leg, and his legs fluttered when he took two more steps on weekdays, not to mention climbing the sixth floor, it was almost going to kill him.

Before he could speak, Han Changwan helped Qian Yun to sit down on the Hu bed on the side, and said with a smile: "Lord Qian is waiting here, after a certain investigation, it is good to invite Lord Qian to eat and drink." ”

It is very easy to talk and do things with such an informed and interesting person, how can Qian Yun not be happy, his face trembled with a smile, and he said yes in a loud voice.

The staircase in the library building is also different from other places, extending upwards in a circle, making it extremely difficult to walk.

When Shi Huan went up to the fourth floor, his legs and feet were already weak, his hands were holding the railing and panting for a long time, looking down from the gap in the railing, the steps were swirling in front of him, the bright sunlight was like water waves, he was suddenly dizzy, his face was white, his legs were weak, and he almost sat on the steps.

Han Changwan glanced back at Shi Huan at the turn, and said gently: "Master Shi will rest for a while and then go up, and wait for the adults on the sixth floor." ”

Shi Huan breathed a sigh of relief and panted, "Okay... It's good... Han, Lord Han goes first. He looked at Han Changdu's calm breath and walked up, and couldn't help sighing, young is good.

But after thinking about it, this is a little wrong, he is a few years younger than Han Changdu, he then sighed, good health is good.

The hall on the sixth floor is extremely large, and the ground is covered with a large piece of Nanmu floor, which is hard wood, known as the immortal name of a thousand years, the longer it is used, the more golden light shines, and it is gorgeous and gorgeous.

Standing in front of the window, you can see the red wall and the curled cornices in the distance.

There was no shelter around the library, not even the tall trees, and the sun slanted in through the large windows, and the light in the open hall was so bright that even at dusk, there was no need to light the lamp.

Rows of wenge floor-to-ceiling bookshelves reached the high roof, the bookshelves looked a little old, the color was dark and dull, and when you touched it, there was a thin layer of gray.

There are not many books on these six floors, only a few shelves neatly stacked in the middle of the shelves, while most of the other floors are empty, which is convenient for access.

Most of these books are new, but they have been stored for a long time, the paper is yellowed, and some of them have begun to decay, and the fingertips are stained with fine powder when they are touched.

Han Changdui cruised back and forth around the bookshelves, picking out the books he needed, and the sun fell on his body with golden light, almost blending in with the golden floor.

In the afternoon, the wind rose, and the clouds flew in the blue sky, and the fine wind leaked from the sparse branches, and the dry floating soil on the ground rolled to the side of the road with the wind.

A convoy entered from the Jinguang Gate and deliberately swaggered through the hustle and bustle of the West Market.

Most of the horses in the team are tall horses, strong and handsome, at a glance it is a horse of the Western Regions with good endurance, and the car can be seen everywhere with all kinds of delicate gold ornaments, flashing dazzling brilliance in the sun, with the car shaking, making a crisp sound of clanging.

Load-bearing trucks passed by, and the felt carpet covered with them was occasionally lifted by the wind, revealing bright gold and silver objects, which caused people to chat.

The people who walked by with their heads held high and rode on horseback walked by, and the people who provoked them looked sideways.

These people are tall and strong, with slightly dark skin, facial features that are almost the same as those of Chang'an, wearing small sleeves and long jackets, braided hair, and gold ornaments on their heads.

At first glance, such a costume is not a Chang'an person, and even if a small person is rich, Chang'an people will not dress up like such an upstart.

"Eh, look, it's Tuyuhun's mission."

"No wonder, doing this swaggering."

"Look, the one at the front is not the prince of Tuyuhun?"

"No, there is still a car behind here, the prince should be sitting in the car, how tired it is to ride a horse."

The convoy drove out of the West Market with a swagger, passed through the Hanguang Gate, entered the Suzaku Gate, and finally stopped outside the Sifang Hall of Honglu Temple.

Chen Xian, the young secretary of Honglu Temple, was guarding the door as usual, and when he saw the convoy stopped, he hurriedly greeted him.

Tuoba Fuyun turned over and dismounted, and made an extremely standard Han salute towards Chen Xian: "Lord Chen, you have to work." ”

Chen Xian was flattered and smiled in return: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has broken the officials, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been tired all the way, please go to the museum to rest." ”

Tuoba Fuyun smiled: "No hurry, no hurry." He turned around and walked a few steps, chatted about the curtain, and said with a smile: "It's here, get out of the car." ”

As soon as the words fell, a snow-white hand poked out of the car, and at first glance it was the girl's hand.

Chen Xian was stunned for a moment, the news he received was that the Tuyuhun mission was headed by the crown prince Tuoba Fuyun this time, with heavy gifts and sincerity, and came to negotiate with the Dajing Dynasty about the opening of the Hezhou area, how could he bring a girl, could it be Tuoba Fuyun's roommate, or Tuyuhun felt that the heavy gift was not enough to express his sincerity, and he wanted to send another peerless beauty to the saint?