The tower is seven storeys high and is located on the south bank of Chaohu Lake.

It's not so much a lake as it is a vast wetland as far as the eye can see.

Climb the tower and look into the distance, just see the sparkling water surface, the small islands are dotted, hundreds of birds soar over the sandbank, and everywhere is full of vitality.

It is the upper reaches of the Chaohu Tower, which is full of people, and they are all idlers who climb the Range Rover.

After He Lingchuan climbed the tower, he frowned secretly:

Not only are there many tourists here, but there is also a teahouse on the fourth floor!

Tourists can eat tea here, watch the scenery, listen to books and meet friends, sit at the table, and the cool breeze blows on the lake, blowing away half of the heat in July.

Because of the comfort, the ten tables here are full and there is no leisure.

It is no wonder that Mr. Mak is trading with others here, and the tourists and tea customers who come and go are the best cover.

He Lingchuan remembered what he had deciphered again.

There was only a time and place, but no mention of the code word.

In other words, Mr. Mak and the other party are recognized, and there is no need to identify them through code words.

This is troublesome, and it cannot be impersonated.

And the other party knows that there is a change if he can't wait for Mr. Mai here, and he should leave soon.

How can we accurately identify Mr. Mak's accomplices from so many tourists?

"Your Excellency?" The county commander of Baisha saw him staring at the scenery outside the tower in a daze for a long time.

"Is there always so many people in this tower?"

"Uh, yes, it's one of the local attractions." The county magistrate of Baisha thought that he had a good interest, "The tea cakes in this teahouse are a must in our local area, and many people buy them back to their hometowns to give them away."

"Let them add a table on the porch, and we'll have tea."

Sure enough, the shop set up a four-corner table for them on the verandah on the fourth floor of the pagoda and served tea and fruit food.

The tea cake is good, but He Lingchuan prefers dried sweet potatoes, which are three steamed and three roasted after the sweet potatoes are peeled, which tastes sweet, soft and glutinous and very chewy, which is very suitable for chatting with tea.

Baisha County Ling was originally nervous, but seeing his kind face, he no longer made it difficult yesterday, but also breathed a sigh of relief and redoubled his hospitality.

He Lingchuan first arrived yesterday, and he must have given him a dismount. Otherwise, this kind of officialdom old oilman is expected to be young and can be bullied, and he can disobey the yang and the yin.

Today, it is not suitable to be harsh, with a little appeasement, the Baisha County Order will be more obedient, and he will cooperate with him to do things well later.

This is the way He Chunhua commonly used to control the subordinates, He Lingchuan has been by his side for many years, and he also has a lot of experience.

As an official, there are a lot of doorways.

Sitting here with a gentle breeze on my face, my eyes are wide, and even my chest is stretched.

Such a beautiful day, but there are always people in the world who want to live up.

He Lingchuan sipped tea slowly, thinking about Fu Songhua who Zhongsun Mou caught, how much might it be the real murderer?

However, I haven't heard anything about Mr. Mai, and this guy still seems to be on the run.

If Fu Songhua is the mastermind, the transaction on the Chaohu Tower will naturally be canceled and will not be carried out again;

If he hadn't, would Mr. Mak and the mastermind behind it have fled? Then the Chaohu Tower transaction is also impossible.

Pushing back and forth, there was no need for this code word to maintain the transaction, so why bother?

Hmm, is that really the case?

He Lingchuan occasionally looked up and saw that the tower body was magnificent, and the stone carving was fine, which showed that the construction was quite labor-intensive. But after a long time of wind and sun, a large stone slab has fallen off from the top, revealing the mud underneath.

He reached out and pointed, "It's not very pretty."

Bai Sha Ji County Ling looked up: "Oh, I wanted to send someone over to repair it, but Old General Ling said that he wanted to donate for repairs, but he didn't move for a long time, that's what it looks like."

He Lingchuan stroked his chin: "A famous place, there are countless tourists every day, and it is neither good-looking nor safe to leave it like this."

"yes, yes." The Baisha County Order didn't know what he wanted to do, so he could only agree.

This envoy is too lenient, isn't he? So many things at a young age.

He Lingchuan just mentioned it in passing, but he didn't

Dig deeper, and start asking about the local scenery.

When the atmosphere finally became harmonious, He Lingchuan seemed to inadvertently mention: "By the way, what are the inspectors doing these days?"

"You're trying a case, right?" The county magistrate thought for a moment, "I heard that he turned down a lot of visits and banquets."

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Three days later, Zhongsun Mou prepared to leave for the north.

Someone outside asked to see him, and he exhaled in disgust.

The person who came was to deliver materials, and it was a thick stack.

Zhongsun Mou motioned for the guards to take it, and then said, "Don't always run to me, there are too many people."

"This is the last batch of materials, and my master wishes you a smooth journey."

Helpless, Zhong Sunmou piled up the materials on the desk and examined them one by one.

Before returning to Lingxu City, he had to make sure that the accounts were tightly knit and that nothing could go wrong.

Fu Songhua had been arrested six days ago, and the safest way was to escort him north immediately, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

But he couldn't.

He's going to have to review the evidence word by word here!

These evidences, after returning to Lingxu City, will be repeatedly examined by countless pairs of discerning eyes, and may even be presented to the emperor. Just thinking about this made him feel a lot of pressure.

The people and the evidence were brought back by his Zhongsun Mou, and he had to make sure that everything was not wrong, otherwise....

He looked sour, and was about to ask someone to serve another cup of cassia tea, when suddenly the guard came to report:

"The prince's envoy, He Xiao, and the county commander of Baisha ask to meet!"

Zhongsun Mou's expression moved, and the kid finally came.

This so-called prince's envoy also went to Baisha, he already knew about it, but ignored it. As a result, the other party was also very patient, and he didn't come to the door until now.

Zhongsun Mou put away the case file and walked back to the courtyard before saying, "Let him in."

He Lingchuan paced in, accompanied by a tiger, and there was a Tian County Order behind him.

"You have a good view here, and you can see the lake from the window."

"I'm busy." Zhongsun Mou didn't talk to him or give him a good face, "What's the matter with you?"

"I heard that Lord Zhongsun has made a great contribution and arrested the person who killed the white-shouldered eagle messenger!" He Lingchuan smiled and groaned, "I have to come here to see and see."

This fang has been roaming the mountains and rivers in Baisha for the past few days, so why talk about "rushing here"? Zhongsun Mou snorted slightly: "Yes, the evidence of the crime is conclusive, the murderer is caught, and the envoy can go back to explain to the prince."

"Then I must ask, what is the identity of this murderer?" Even if Fu Songhua is not the real culprit of the messenger case, he must have some origins, otherwise Zhongsun Mou pushed this person back to make the messenger, how could he convince Lingxu City?

If he dares to catch a cat or a dog casually and go back to replace him, see how the emperor cleans him up.

"Fu Songhua, a native of Tao Guo, was promoted to the commander of the small capital under Hong Chengluo twelve years ago, fought bravely, and escaped after assassinating Zhang Guangyi, the assassin of Lingxu Hezhou, ten years ago. He was wanted in Hezhou for many years without success, and it was not until six days ago that he was arrested here."

Actually hearing the name of an old acquaintance, He Lingchuan said strangely: "I heard that I was an assassin in the past, why has it become a fine work now?"

Seeing that he still had the title of prince's envoy on his head, and he was standing on the land of Chiyan Kingdom, Zhongsun Mou suppressed impatience and said, "He was originally a meticulous work of Tao Guo, and it was also a task to attack and kill Zhang Tingshi back then. You don't know the royal court affairs of Lingxu City, Zhang Guangyi's death had a great impact at that time, and directly changed the emperor's decision-making. This time, Fu Songhua has been lurking for many years and is attacking again, just to interfere with our army's war on the Eastern Front."

"He's Mr. Mak's superior?"

"Exactly."

"How do I verify?"

Zhong Sun Mou couldn't help but smile: "I have collected a whole set of incriminating evidence here, it is as conclusive as a mountain, do I need to report it to you one by one?"

"Okay." He Lingchuan's gaze went straight to the study, "That's the best."

Zhongsun Mou restrained his smile: "Okay, don't laugh at the envoy. The prisoner has confessed to his guilt and the file has been sealed. It's not interesting for you to pestle here, go back and give Fushan Yue good news and receive a reward."

He Lingchuan also said with a straight face: "If the messenger surnamed Fu only wants to delay the information, then what is his intention in sending his subordinate Mr. Mai to kill demons and take pearls all over Chiyan?"

"Dividing the demon clan from the government and instigating troubles is just the old business of the meticulous workers. Otherwise, what are they going to do when they are idle? If you stay in Bega a little longer, you'll know that these guys are really pervasive and do everything they can to make waves." Zhongsun Mou said lightly, "Those beads are the materials for refining the Red Jade Pill, and this time they will also be reported to Lingxu City as evidence."

Chiyu Dan? Pulp beads are not used to refine elixirs? He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows: "Lord Zhongsun has solved the big case with an understatement, which is amazing. However, the prince asked me to try the main culprit myself. Where is Fu Songhua?"

"Fu Songhua will be escorted back to Lingxu City for trial, and it has nothing to do with you after that."

There seemed to be footsteps outside, and there were a lot of people. Zhongsun Mou felt that something was wrong, and when he stepped back, the guards around him immediately stepped forward and pressed the handle of the knife with his hand.

"If we can't talk, then let's have a showdown." He Lingchuan gave Jiao Yu a look, and the tiger roared loudly!

The roar of the tiger shook for ten miles, and more than 100 people immediately rushed in from outside the courtyard, surrounding Zhongsun Mou and others.

There was a crackling sound outside, the sound of thick boots stomping on the ground, and it was clear that there were many people on standby.

A general strode in and saluted He Lingchuan: "Your Excellency, Special Envoy!"

This is the garrison of the Chiyan Kingdom thirty miles away from Baisha, and when Jiao Yu went out on errands, he seconded them with an envoy token by the way.

Not much, only five hundred people were borrowed.

Fushiyama said at the beginning that tokens can mobilize troops.

This is no joke.

The two sides suddenly became tense, and the Baisha County Order was standing in the middle, sweating: "Two adults, you have something to say!"

He can't afford to offend either side, so why is that?

What kind of blood mold did you touch, and your luck has been so bad lately?

When a side room opened, the two guards were alarmed, and they came out and were stunned when they saw the confrontation.

Zhongsun Mou said angrily, "Go back!"

The guards were ordered to close the door, but when they were too late, the tiger swooped forward, scratching the door with its claws.

This is an inn, not a fortress wall, how can a wooden door have such a high defense?

In front of the tiger demon's three-thousand-pound slap force, it was already very face-saving before it was shattered into slag on the spot.