After work in the evening, Huo Yijun walked home, and met Mrs. Chi and Huo Yingling, the eldest lady of the Huo family, who were shopping on the street.

The two talked as they walked, looking very happy.

Huo Yijun turned around and wanted to go in the opposite direction, but he still revealed his whereabouts and was stopped by them.

"Xiaojun, why did you see us turn around and leave, don't you remember the number of etiquette after going to Qingzheng Division?" Huo Yingling held Chi's arm, her face cold.

She has a bitter face, deep eye sockets and prominent cheekbones, and looks like a snarky person.

On the other hand, Mrs. Dafang looks gentle, but in fact, she is also smiling.

Huo Yijun saluted them: "Auntie, aunt!" ”

"Yi Jun just suddenly remembered that Qing Zhengsi still had a bit of an urgent matter to deal with, and wanted to return, but he didn't expect to meet you here."

Huo Yingling raised her eyes to look at her, with disdain in her eyes: "Sister-in-law, we don't have time to greet him, Doctor Bian is still waiting for us, this meeting may really be able to cure Yi Jue's eyes, let's go." ”

The two walked in front of Huo Yijun, and the maid and the family behind them hurriedly followed.

Huo Yijun looked at their departing backs, and in Huo Yingling's words just now, she unexpectedly got the message that Doctor Bian wanted to treat Huo Yijue.

After being reborn, there are many things that are silently changing.

She had a hunch that the eye-gouging case must be related to Huo Yijue, but there was no evidence yet.

"Rock sugar gourd...... Sell rock sugar gourds! ”

Huo Yijun came back to his senses and walked towards the vendor who sold rock sugar gourds, and was just about to pay for it, when a person suddenly stood next to him: "I want two strings." ”

He paid the money, kept one for himself, and handed the other one to her: "Master Huo, give." ”

Huo Yijun looked up with the slender hands holding the sugar gourd, a little surprised.

"Master Jiang, why are you here, where have you been this afternoon?"

Jiang Xie didn't answer, and changed the topic: "Go and sit on the side of the road, do you want to eat a bowl of small wontons?" ”

He walked away, completely ignoring whether the people behind him followed or not.

Huo Yijun followed him, feeling that his state was a little wrong, and he didn't say much, he sat quietly at the roadside stall, focusing on eating sugar gourds, and waiting for small wontons by the way.

Jiang Xie didn't eat the sugar gourd in his hand, and after he stared at it, he gave it to the children playing on the side of the road.

Huo Yijun put down the skewer after eating, and looked at him seriously: "Lord Jiang has entered the palace, let me guess what happened." ”

"You're expressionless, frowning, pursing your lips, slumping your shoulders, your eyes wandering, your face full of disappointment." Huo Yijun put his hands on the table, his eyes were extremely serious: "I guess it's an extraneous branch of the fall case, Tang Guogong should have done something, wanting to save Tang Zhe's life." ”

Jiang Xie looked up at the person opposite, and put his hands on the table: "You guessed right, Tang Guogong is indeed protecting Tang Zhe's life, somehow, he insisted that Tang Zhe was coerced, not voluntary, and took out a wordless letter that was specially handled." ”

"I've read the letter, it's the same as the letter on Luo Lai's body, but it's not a poem, the content of the letter is to ask Tang Zhe to kill the people on the list, and the people on that list have three people who died in a serial case."

"What's even more worrying is that there are ten people on the list, and the last person is ......"

"Here comes the ravioli!"

The guy came over with two wontons, just interrupting the conversation between them, and it just so happened that Jiang Xie didn't want to talk about it.

Huo Yijun looked at the steaming wontons, picked up the spoon and stirred it, and picked up the topic again: "Who was the last person on the list to be killed?" ”

Jiang Xie suddenly said a name in the noisy voice of the night market: "Huo Yijun." ”

Everything seemed to be quiet, as if only the two people on the wonton stand were left.

Huo Yijun's hand suddenly stopped, and then calmly said 'interesting', and then continued to eat wontons.

"Isn't Lord Huo afraid?" Jiang Xie frowned.

Huo Yijun swallowed the wonton and asked casually: "Why should you be afraid?" Won't we catch him before we kill me? ”

"You're pretty confident."

"If the belief is true, then Tang Zhe will change from the main offender to an accomplice, but after all, he killed someone, and the death penalty is inevitable." Huo Yijun took a spoon and took a sip of soup and continued: "In this way, Tang Guogong knows the whole thing, and he also thought that if he really can't get it out, he will confess the people behind the scenes and drag them into the water. ”

Jiang Xie picked up the spoon absentmindedly: "In order to get his son who cares for people's lives, the word blame is said." ”

Huo Yijun raised his eyes to look at him: "The most important thing is that the emperor believes it?" ”

Jiang Xie shook his head.

"With King An here, he can't escape the crime of murder."

Huo Yijun suddenly became interested, and deliberately asked: "So, King An is also in the palace this afternoon?" Did Master Jiang see him? ”

Jiang Xie's eyes dodged, and he deliberately avoided it: "What are you asking this for?" Interested in An Wang? ”

"Xia Guan's entry into the Qing Zheng Division is recommended by King An, so the grace of knowing the encounter, Xia Guan can think of having the opportunity to thank him in person, but I don't know if His Royal Highness King An is free." Huo Yijun's tone was a little serious.

Jiang Xie refused: "No! ”

Huo Yijun took advantage of the victory to pursue and continued to ask: "How did Jiang Sizheng and His Royal Highness King An meet, are they very familiar?" King An's maternal line is the Iwagawa Jiang clan, so you can be regarded as the same clan......"

Jiang Xie put down the spoon and looked at her with his arms crossed: "Ask so much about King An, is there something wrong with Lord Huo, if you have something, you can tell me, I will convey it to His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is happy and quiet, and he doesn't like to meet people he doesn't know, especially the Huo family." ”

The accent of his words fell to the end, and the attitude was much colder before.

Huo Yijun didn't have the appetite to eat anymore, if he hadn't been able to help solve the case, Jiang Xie, who was the king of An, would never have anything to do with the Huo family.