Chang'an, where the capital of a country is located, should be the brightest and safest place.

But not long ago, it happened that the county lord of Yiyang was killed, this is a real top nobleman, and he was actually murdered, and all this changed.

Therefore, even if Di Pang Pang is active in Chang'an, Ye Yuan has to go to work.

"Looking" at Di Chubby's careful autopsy from afar, Ye Yuan was very emotional.

"Historical celebrities are really not simple, this Di Chubby is really versatile, he is not only a master of government affairs, but also a detective, and he is so proficient in medical skills, he is really talented."

After inspecting the bodies of the county lord's guards and entourage of Yiyang, Di Fatpang did not get any new clues.

It is nothing more than the same autopsy results as the official noon: they were ambushed by a group of martial arts masters, the enemy's methods were neat, and these guards were powerless to fight back.

Di Chupang slowly arranged his sleeves, and at the same time recalled the eucalyptus, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thought of the destroyed body of the county lord of Yiyang, and asked.

"Where is the corpse of the county lord of Yiyang?"

There was a hint of strangeness in Hu Jinghui's eyes, which was fleeting, and almost no one noticed it, and he replied respectfully.

"My lord, after all, the county lord of Yiyang has a special identity, and King Changle has already taken him in and buried him."

"Oh?"

Di Chupang was noncommittal, he thought of the autopsy results made at noon before, although he couldn't confirm it, but a seed of doubt had been planted deeply, and it was buried in his heart without saying it.

"Well, it's the same with corpses."

After tidying up his clothes, Di Chubby walked out unhurriedly, aiming directly outside the city, which was the scene of another eucalyptus.

Ye Yuan is not close to and protective, and his task has always been to protect secretly.

Actually, this was not Wu Zetian's original intention, Wu Zetian wanted Ye Yuan to protect Di Fatpang closely, so that it would be safer.

It's a pity that Ye Yuan is not what he used to be, if he doesn't want to do it, with his cultivation being the greatest in the world, he can go anywhere, and Wu Zetian will not take him.

Therefore, his autonomy is extremely strong, and the empress can't do anything about him.

Across the street, a noble boy walked leisurely, walking slowly on the street, his eyes looking at the small merchants and vendors on both sides of the street from time to time.

Suddenly, he came up to an old man and asked with interest.

"How do you sell this sugar gourd?"

The old man said with a smile.

"Childe, a string of three pennies."

This price is very cheap, although hawthorn is not expensive, but maltose is not cheap.

Ye Yuan took two strings, paid the money and left.

The old man took the money, looked at the rest of his life, and kept thanking.

"Thank you, thank you, childe."

After Ye Yuan heard this, he had mixed feelings.

The way of this world!

The next moment, Ye Yuan only had a string of sugar gourds left in his hand.

He took a bite into one, first with a crunchy icing, and when he bit into it, the sweet and sour flavor exploded on his taste buds, which was perfect.

This old man is a real craftsman!

"It's delicious."

Listening to the cheerful children's voice in his ears, Ye Yuan suddenly turned around and came to the old man selling sugar gourds again.

When the old man saw the customer coming and going, his face suddenly changed, and he became panicked, almost pleading.

"Childe, if you're not satisfied, I can..."

The old man's words combined with the action of asking for money, how could Ye Yuan not understand what the old man was afraid of.

The nobles in Chang'an City are really so domineering?

Ye Yuan shook his head secretly, he couldn't care about it, he just said something to stop him.

"The old man misunderstood, I think this sugar gourd is delicious, and I'm going to buy it."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said in a sincere panic.

"Childe, this sugar gourd won't last long."

Ye Yuan has the Sumeru Ring, which can be stored for a long time, so naturally he doesn't have this concern, but there is no need to be like this with the old man, he just said with a smile.

"Don't worry about the elderly, there are many people in the family."

The old man believed it, after all, Ye Yuan's silk silk is really not cheap, and it is normal for his family to have a big business.

Ye Yuan's divine sense swept away, and he knew the number of sugar gourds in his chest, and said.

"Old man, you still have fifty strings here, that is, one hundred and fifty wen."

After thinking about it, Ye Yuan took out a small piece of silk silk and handed it to the old man, saying.

"It should be enough."

"Ah, that's enough, a lot more."

The old man looked at the silk fabric in his hand, although it was small, it was not a problem to sell it for two hundred yuan, and he hurriedly refused.

But at this time, the sugar gourd he wanted to sell, as well as the straw rod that inserted the sugar gourd, were gone, and the voice of the noble son was heard from a distance.

"Old man, I don't have anything to load, and the extra money is even if I buy your rod."

The old man stretched out his hand in vain, but the noble son had completely disappeared, he remembered the situation at home, and said with a grateful face.

"Thank you."

Ye Yuan walked out of a distance, and used a trick to collect all the sugar gourds into the Sumeru Ring, without attracting anyone's attention.

"Brother, I still want to eat!"

After eating a bunch, she stretched out her chubby hand to Ye Yuan, and looked at him with straight eyes.

Although Ye Yuan bought a lot of sugar gourds, he still refused her request.

"Children can only eat a bunch of sugar gourds a day at most, and if you eat too much, your teeth will be damaged, and it will not be beautiful."

Nan Nan didn't want to be pretty, but she wanted to eat sugar gourds, and she became sullen for a while.

Ye Yuan shook his head and said in his heart: I still haven't grown up, but if I have a kindergarten diploma, I won't be fooled.

You know, Nan Nan is half Buddha and half ghost, she is not a human, and just maltose can't break her teeth.

Here, a bad guy is bullying the little doll, and on the other side, Di Fat and his party have entered the secret realm of the earthen kiln.

A place where a repeat offender like Liu Jin is imprisoned is naturally not simple.

Although this secret realm of the earth kiln is small and the defense is not strong, the location is extremely secret, and ordinary people can't find it at all, and the entrance is even more secret, unless there is an inner ghost, no one can enter.

This is clear to everyone.

Di Fatpang carefully checked the situation, the core area of the secret realm had been burned to the ground, and there were no clues.

But this is the case, it just proves one thing, there is a traitor, and the status of this traitor is extremely high.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to destroy it so cleanly.

Thinking of this, Di Fat glanced at a certain back meaningfully.

"Your Excellency."

When Di Fatpang heard Li Yuanfang's voice, he immediately turned his head and asked.

"Yuan Fang, did you find anything?"

Li Yuanfang solemnly handed over a handkerchief, and the corner of the handkerchief was embroidered with a picture that he was very familiar with... A snake, a pit viper.

Li Yuanfang said with a hateful face.

"My lord, this is exactly the same one I saw when I was in the desert."

Di Fatpang took out the handkerchief that Li Yuanfang handed him, and compared the two, they were almost identical, obviously from the hand of one person.

This has almost confirmed that the murderer is the same person.

"Yuan Fang, what do you think?"