"The saint is so anxious to take Xuanpu into Beijing, could it be because of ......" Yan Junshi's voice was extremely low.

Xiao Mu's always expressionless face added coldness at this time: "Is it because I am afraid that Xuan Pukou will not choose to speak, will he tell the grievances of the Shi family and ruin his name as a benevolent monarch?" ”

Everything he has found over the years has pointed the ultimate messenger to the one in the highest position.

Even if it wasn't the man himself, he must have had his acquiescence......

It's just that before there is no clear evidence, he still has a trace of doubts, thinking that if he catches Xuanpu, he may be able to get a real and complete answer, but who knows that Xuanpu doesn't know much.

But now, this saint is anxious to escort Xuanpu into Beijing-

Isn't it really out of a weak heart?

Although Xuanpu doesn't know who the real murderer is, he only needs to say "Shi Minhui was framed by me", which is enough to set off an uproar.

The emperor would not allow such a situation to arise.

Therefore, the result of escorting Xuanpu into Beijing is very likely to be to die on the way to Beijing, and completely disappear with that secret.

Yan Junshi also had a discernment in his heart, thinking of those old things and the clues he had found over the years, he was also depressed in his heart.

"What would I do if I were the military advisor?" There seemed to be a hint of confusion in Xiao Mu's tone.

Yan Junshi looked at the young man who had taken on too many shoulders and said, "The general has his own choice, he doesn't need to ask others, he just needs to follow his heart." And no matter how the general decides, it is right. ”

"But I'm afraid I don't have much time left—"

This tone is very calm, and there is no wave when it comes to life and death, but it makes Yan Junshi worry in his heart: "General, don't say that......"

"I don't know if the people sent out can find the White God Doctor......" Yin Hai, who was guarding outside, sighed and said.

"I'm afraid—" Meng Dazhu swallowed halfway through his words, not saying unlucky words.

But if the whereabouts of the miracle doctor are really found, someone will inevitably send the message back as soon as possible.

Yan Ming looked at the autumn sun that was slipping westward, and his eyebrows were raised.

Anyone who studies medicine has more or less heard of the name of the white god doctor.

It is rumored that this white doctor has the ability to raise the flesh and bones of the dead-

But it's just a rumor, and even he hasn't really seen it.

But before the antidote is found, no matter how slim the hope is, it can't be let go, so since the general was poisoned last month, he sent people to secretly leave Yingzhou to find the whereabouts of this white god doctor.

"The general is poisoned by the hidden arrow on the battlefield, if it is not the Khitans, then who will it be!" Meng Dazhu's eyes turned red again when he thought about it, and he said with some hatred: "Maybe it's Chao-"

"Dazhu, be cautious." Yan Ming turned his head to interrupt him.

Meng Dazhu's eyes were sour, and he clenched his fists.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if it is not poisoned by the people of the imperial court, the suspicion of the imperial court towards the general is obvious!

Because of this, the general will let them keep secrets and not spread the news of poisoning, otherwise it will definitely bring disaster to Yingzhou...... But if the court is more reliable, why is the general like this, even looking for a doctor has to hide people's eyes!

"Squeak-" There was a sound, and the door behind the few people was opened from the inside.

Xiao Mu and Yan Junshi walked out.

Xiao Mu instructed: "Tell the envoy from Jingshi that the Khitan assassins infiltrated the Hou Mansion last night and killed Xuanpu on the spot - find a similar corpse among the Khitan prisoners of war to modify its appearance and give it to them for inspection." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it." Yin Hai Zhengse should go down and turn his head to look at Yan Ming.

Yan Ming nodded knowingly, and the two left together.

It was getting dark, Xiao Mu rarely put on a dark cloak, and climbed the Moon Pavilion of the Hou Mansion alone.

This is the highest attic of the Hou Mansion, standing on the highest floor, you can overlook the entire courtyard of the Hou Mansion, and then look into the distance, you can see the distant view of the mountains outside the city.

Xiao Mu stood there, watching the sunset slowly fall into the West Mountain, the heavens and the earth fell into darkness, and then they were shrouded by the night little by little.

The house was lit up, and the city was lit up with sporadic lights.

A light is a home.

In the light of these thousands of lights, Xiao Muzhu's mind calmed down, and the fingers that were clenched into fists behind him slowly loosened, but the whole person became as silent as night.

He was trapped in this boundless dead silence, as if he had been cut off from the world.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Jingyong came over: "General." ”

At first, he didn't know that the general was here, but it was Yan Junshi who told him that the general would always come here alone whenever he had something on his mind.

Seeing that the back did not look back, nor did he answer, Wang Jingyong paused, and said on his own: "Today, my subordinates have been following Ji Huashi and that Yan Gongzi secretly according to the general's orders, and soon after the two left the official office, they went to a gambling house called 'Qianjin Gu' and stayed in it for nearly an hour. ”

Xiao Mu finally had the desire to speak: "...... What kind of friends did Ji Painter make? ”

Not to mention the purpose of the man's coming to Yingzhou, just to take a little girl to the gambling house, is this like a word?

Wang Jingyong recalled it and said truthfully: "According to the secret observation of his subordinates, it was the gambling house where the painter Ji took Yan Gongzi to go. ”

Xiao Mu: "......"

It's his vision that is limited.

"After coming out of the gambling house, the two went to listen to the play, and then went to the largest restaurant in the city." Wang Jingyong said: "I haven't found anything unusual for the time being. ”

Xiao Mu bowed: "Got it, continue to stare at Yan Jin, don't startle the snake." ”

"Yes."

Xiao Mu's gaze subconsciously looked at a courtyard in the mansion.

Gambling money, listening to plays, restaurants.

She's very happy.

Thinking of these, looking at the brightly lit courtyard, and thinking of her insistence on facing the matter of Qi Niangzi today, the silence on Xiao Mu's body unconsciously faded a little.

Ji Ji, who accompanied Heng Yugang back to the Hou Mansion, went to the back kitchen of the Hou Mansion.

It was past the hour of dinner, and when Gigi arrived, there was only a figure crouching in front of the small stove in the kitchen.

"Captain Meng?" Looking at the back that seemed to be a little dejected, Gigi asked tentatively.

Meng Dazhu hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve, stood up and turned around, pulled out a smile, and said a little crampedly: "Come and get food?" Why don't you tell the envoy to come and fetch it? ”

"No, I'll make a cup of ginger soup for my girl."

"Painter Ji is caught in the cold?"

"That's not true, my girl has some old diseases, can't stand the cold, when I came back today, the cold wind blew, I thought about cooking a bowl of ginger soup for the girl to warm up."

Meng Dazhu nodded: "Yingzhou City is like this, it's early in winter and don't mention it, it's especially cold after sunset, if you come back late next time, you must spare a thicker cloak!" ”

As he spoke, he turned around and found two large pieces of old ginger for Jiji and handed them to her with a smile.

Ji Ji took it and thanked him, and when he saw the porcelain jar on the small stove beside him rattling, he casually asked, "Captain Meng is decocting medicine?" ”

Meng Dazhu opened his mouth and hurriedly said, "Yes...... It's my own medicine! ”

In fact, he boiled it for the general, but he couldn't let people know about the general's poisoning.

But he was really not good at lying, especially when Jiji looked at him like this, so he blushed nervously.

"Captain Meng, why is your face so red?" Gigi was puzzled.