Although it is said that the four seas are now peaceful, and the road is not forgotten and the house is not closed at night, there are still countless sneaks and abductions.

Almost every month, there are reports of missing people in Jingzhao Prefecture, but most of these are children running around, women walking alone, and they are all poor and small households.

The children and ladies of the big families of the high family travel, the carriages and horses are complete, and the servants are accompanied, and the place where they go is not the noisy restaurant and tea shop, or the famous garden and temple, and the kidnappers can't get in, let alone kidnap people.

So when Jing Zhaoyin was woken up in his sleep, he thought he was dreaming.

"Who lost it?" He asked, pushing away the pet maid who was kneeling for the shoes, "Miss Xiahou? Which Xiahou?"

The official on duty wiped the sweat from his nose and said, "Of course, it is the Xiahou family of Dongping, tell Your Majesty about the Xiahou family where Shangshu is respected as a gentleman!" After saying that, he seemed to be afraid that Fu Yin would not know, and added, "Xiahou who loved each other and blamed each other with Lu Yizhi first......

Fu Yin had already put on his shoes and stood up in his robe, and he didn't have the good luck to interrupt him: "I know, I know." At this point, he paused again, "Say you lost it? When did you find out what was missing? Have they looked for it? Like a small building by the river or something."

Miss Xiahou shouldn't have committed suicide.

There was such a big deal with Lu Yizhi, and it seemed to be okay on the surface, but in the end, the reputation of the boudoir was ruined, or the love for Lu Yi was unforgettable, so I looked for a short time....

This is common and reasonable.

"My lord, Mr. and Mrs. Xiahou said that their daughter would never look for a short time." Cao Yan also hurriedly interrupted Fu Yin's conjecture, "They have already asked all the places where Miss Xiahou frequents, and the young ladies who often come and go have not been able to find a trace."

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

"I'll settle accounts with him when he comes back!" Greet the others, "Hurry up and line up."

The night in the capital seems to be noisy for a night.

When the sky was faintly bright, the lights in the hall were about to burn out, and Fu Yin, who was sitting in the hall, woke up from a nap and looked at the Xiahou couple on the side.

The dim sight of the jumping lights made the faces of the Xiahou couple even more gray, and they seemed to have aged a lot overnight.

No matter how much they persuaded last night, they refused to rest, and Fu Yin could only accompany him, so he took a sip of cold tea at this time, and persuaded softly: "Mr. Xiahou, go and rest for a while, you see that there are no new clues at this time and a half."

Like all noble ladies, Miss Xiahou's range of activities is actually very small.

Yesterday she took a maid and a coachman out to install a painting, the workshop has been turned upside down, the shopkeeper of the workshop, and even the owner have been tortured all night, but they have not seen Miss Xiahou.

So Miss Xiahou disappeared inexplicably on the way.

There were people on the street, but no one would deliberately stare at a young lady's carriage and horses, and the people on the street had also dispersed, so there was no way to ask.

"I didn't see Miss Xiahou out of the city at the city gate, it can be seen that she should still be in the city, our capital is very big, but, sir, don't worry, no matter how big it is, it can be rummaged inch by inch, it will take time, you must take care of yourself......

Fu Yin was persuading, and an official rushed in with an errand and a beggar.

"My lord, someone has seen Miss Xiahou!" He shouted.

Xiahou and his wife, who were originally sitting sluggishly, suddenly stood up and stared at the beggar who was pushed over.

"I don't recognize Miss Xiahou, I just heard the description." The beggar was obviously also frightened, and hurriedly said, "I, I, I was sleeping, and suddenly a man rushed out next to me and woke me up, and saw the man stop a carriage and said, "Miss, our son has something to say......

At this point, he shrunk his head again.

"It sounds like one of those private meetings between men and women, and I just want to see it."

Beggars also like to see these men and women entangled.

Hearing this, Madame Xiahou asked anxiously, "What son?"

The beggar shook his head: "He didn't say it, he just said Childe, and then the young lady stopped, and the man stepped forward and handed over a piece of paper, and then turned around and ran away, and then, the young lady seemed to be very angry, and let the coachman chase the man, and then went into the alley over there......

He gestured and pointed in the direction.

"Then, I don't know."

This means that he didn't say anything, and Fu Yin asked, "Have you remembered the appearance of that person?"

The beggar shrank his head again: "That man, that man looks very ordinary, I ..... I only remember what the young lady looks like."

Fu Yin said coldly, "Then you go to the cell and think about it slowly."

The beggar knelt down in shock: "Master, master, spare my life, I really can't remember."

Fu Yin waved his hand, "Drag it down."

The servants immediately gagged the beggar and dragged him down.

Although there is finally a clue, it is still not easy to check, Fu Yin turned around and comforted Xiahou and his wife: "Mr. and Mrs. don't worry, say that you can't remember, you will definitely be able to identify people when you see them, we will take him to identify them one by one along the way, although it is a little troublesome to do so, and you may also be turned away, but, please rest assured, Mr. and Mrs., this official will not hesitate to .......

Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Mr. Xiahou.

"It's different." He said.

Fu Yin almost choked on saliva: "Mr. Xiahou, this, you can't just say this."

Miss Xiahou has a grudge against Lu Yizhi, but she can't assume that Lu Yizhi did it if something happens.

"Lord Lu was ordered to leave Beijing yesterday......" Fu Yin said.

Mr. Xiahou interrupted him again: "Yes, so he took Ah Qing away."

Fu Yin said helplessly, "Sir, I know that you are looking for a girl, but ......."

Mr. Xiahou stood up directly and walked out.

"He did it,

I'm going to enter the palace, and I'm going to ask Your Majesty to hunt him down!"

This is crazy, Fu Yin can only look at Mrs. Xiahou: "Madam, you persuade ....." Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Xiahou also stood up and walked out.

She wiped away her tears gently, her face resolute.

"The biggest calamity in my daughter's life is Lu Yizhi." She said, "Even if our husband and wife die, we won't let him go!"

........

........

The hustle and bustle of Jingzhao Mansion all night, the Metropolitan Inspector naturally knew about it, especially the Xiahou couple and went straight to the imperial city.

Originally, the loss of a young lady had nothing to do with them, but when it came to Lu Yizhi, Huo Lian was aroused.

"Have they seen it?" Huo Lian asked.

The guard shook his head: "Lu Yizhi has either gone to the official office or seen the people of Yaxing in the past few days, and he has not met Miss Xiahou."

Huo Lian pondered for a moment and said, "Go and ask Linglong Fang, just say what I asked, what Lu Yi said last time he went to Linglong Fang."

This guard was in charge of staring at Linglong Fang, and he already knew the identity of Miss Seven Stars, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Huo Lian, and asked like this, Linglong Fang would really say? After all, it's Momen......

He bowed his head in response, turned and hurried away.

Huo Lian stood at the door, looking at the morning light, the wind passed all night, the leaves fell to the ground, and a few bare trees intervened to show that autumn had receded and early winter had arrived.

"I think this has something to do with Seven Stars." He said.

Because there were no guards around, let alone Zhu Chuan, no one sneered and asked, "Why?" Why does everything have to do with her?"

Huo Lian nodded and continued: "Because Lu Yizhi will not do anything useless to himself, although he tears his face with the Xiahou family and makes an embarrassing fuss, but the Xiahou family, Miss Xiahou has no influence on him, unless, it can be used to deal with people who pose a mortal threat to him."

I don't need to tell who that person is.

Huo Lian looked back at the empty behind.

.......

.......

"Governor, got it."

The guards hurried over, their eyes still a little incredulous.

It went so well.

He jumped into Linglong Fang in disguise, and was immediately discovered, and when he identified himself, the people actually retreated, and the pheasant girl immediately came to see him.

When I listened to him, I didn't ask a word, turned around and put pen to paper.

"This is the letter he sent to the young lady at that time." She said, "Counting the days, the young lady has already received it."

The guard handed over a narrow strip of tissue paper, and Huo Lian took it and opened it, only to see that only a few words were written.

"The holy will is unpredictable, and there may be trouble on the way, can you see it?"

Huo Lian drilled the creed in his hand and said, "Prepare the horse, I want to leave Beijing." He said, "Tell Your Majesty that you can appease Xiahou and his wife, and I will go to see Lu Yizhi in person."

The guards replied yes.

In the early morning, the Governor was noisy, galloped away with the horses' hooves, and then regained his quiet.

The officials were busy, and one of the guards went to the storehouse with the paperwork in his hand, and then suddenly turned into a passage to the side of the cell, and went to the depths of the cell.

The cells in the depths were dim and dark, and they did not know night or day.

One was lying on a wooden bed, not wearing prison clothes or being tortured, dressed in the robes of the Metropolitan Prosecutor's guards, and seemed to be asleep.

"Deputy Envoy Zhu, Deputy Envoy Zhu." The guard whispered, with the sound of chains, and opened the cell door.

Zhu Chuan turned a deaf ear and remained motionless on his stomach until the man half-knelt in front of him and whispered to his ear, "Your Majesty is worried about you, and when I ask about you these days, do you want to go into the palace to meet Your Majesty?"

Zhu Chuan turned slowly, his head facing outward from the inside, looking at this person.

"Governor, do you know?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

The guard smiled flatteringly, "I don't know, the governor is out."

Zhu Chuan sighed: "The governor doesn't know."

The guard continued to nod, "Yes, yes,

I have come to tell you that you ......"

Before he finished his words, he stopped abruptly and turned into a cough-cough cough sound, while his eyes widened in disbelief and looked at the person in front of him.

One of Zhu Chuan's hands grabbed his throat.

The man also threw himself down from the bed and threw him to the ground.

He pinched the guard with one hand, and the other side was close to the guard's face, almost nose to nose.

"The Governor doesn't know, if you don't tell him, come and tell me....." Zhu Chuan said, his voice was faint, "You are a traitor to our Metropolitan Judge, scum."

With the sound of bones shattering, the guards on the ground stared at each other, their eyes full of fear and remained motionless.