Di Ying believes that no matter how the people in the fat powder shop clean up the "criminal evidence" in the past three years, he can at least find a hairy root in the flower room.

Because judging from the treatment of Qian Xin'er by the two dedicated doctors, there is no source of toxicity.

The people who believed in the shop, as well as the flower house and the workshop, were not found.

They just want to clear the evidence, they will pull out all the weeds in the flower house, and then destroy the same batch of rouge gouache.

Thinking about what those people would do, Di Ying looked sarcastic.

By the time he urged his horse to the southern suburbs, it was nearly dusk.

He smiled with satisfaction at the brilliant sunset in the west.

At this time, the blankets on the flower room should be covered.

Make it easier for him to slip in.

Peng Liang was already waiting on the official road outside the south gate.

When he saw the adults coming, he urged the horse to come closer and whispered the location of the flower room.

Di Ying's face sank when he heard this.

It is located more than 50 miles southwest of the capital and has the most hot springs.

There, whenever there are slightly larger hot springs, they have long been encircled into the villa courtyards by people of status, including the royal family.

Who can bloom a flower garden and build a flower house there......

It seems that the owner behind that store is not only a "person", but also a "villain".

Di Ying shook the snow on his robe, tilted his head, pointed to the side of his chin, and pointed in the direction of the hot spring mountain, and then rushed into the wind and snow.

It snowed, and as the sun set quickly, the cold wind became colder and colder, and the snowflakes drifted more quickly and chaotically, blocking the already blurred vision, and it became more and more blurry and difficult to see.

Fortunately, this official road is very wide and smooth, and there are beautiful pavilions to rest on every ten miles.

Di Ying jumped off his horse when he arrived at the first pavilion, lit the lantern hanging on the corner of the pavilion, and then took off the horse material prepared on the horse's back, and took care of the two horses, one black and one red, to eat.

It wasn't his own horse, it was a horse they had "borrowed" from the royal stables before they left the palace.

Look at the feed, it's all fried bean cakes.

Di Ying broke off a small piece and put it in her mouth, tsk, it's quite fragrant.

"Phew!"

"Boom"

After the black horse snorted at him, the red horse barked at him.

"What is it called, you can't eat all this time. I'm hungry, give me a little first, and I'll pay you back. ”

Di Ying raised her sleeve and wiped her face, patted the horse's neck again, and continued to break the black bean cake to eat.

The black horse's beautiful big eyes glanced at it with disdain.

He stopped screaming, tilted his head and snatched it from his hand.

The red horse also grabbed, grabbed the other hand.

Di Ying dodged away, and then went to the feed bag to grab two bean cakes, stuffed one in the mouth of a horse, and chewed one by himself.

In this way, Di Ying fed the horse with one hand and himself with the other, and he had to beware of the horse disliking him for eating too much to arch him.

Peng Liang, who went to the woods to find a large handful of firewood and came back, saw this scene.

That sad heart, tears almost fell on the spot.

He shrugged his shoulders, wiped his face, and then shouted to the adult: "My lord, my subordinates bought food when they went out of the city, don't worry, your subordinates ...... When I light the fire, you can take a sip of the hot one. ”

Di Ying heard Peng Liang's voice, looked at the horse that was chewing happily, and then looked at the few black beans left in his hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, he still threw it into his mouth.

Two horses: "......"

Ran after him to the gazebo.

Arch him with the huge horse's head one by one.

Di Ying smiled like a flower.

Holding a horse's neck with one hand, in the other party's disgusted eyes and struggles, he finally completed the "dream" of "hugging left and right", and then let go of them and poured a few bean cakes on the stone table in the middle of the gazebo.

Seeing this, the black horse tilted his head and rubbed him, and then lowered his head to eat.

Peng Liang, who was busy lighting a fire in the other corner of the pavilion: "......"

His family is so naughty.

Di Ying felt that dealing with people was far less comfortable than getting along with animals.

When you are tired, you can play with the animals for a while, which is very helpful in mediating your mood.

Of course, the premise is: either don't raise it, or if you want to raise it, you can't just raise it as a plaything, but also have the greatest sense of responsibility and raise it well until you are old and until you die.

If you can't do it and you still like it, then take the time to spend a while at the living market. Staying there for an hour can dissuade most people who want to keep animals on a whim.

Di Ying wanted to raise something, such as the kind of smell that is particularly sensitive, so as to help him solve the case.

And help him...... Over the wall? Or burrowing?

Let's talk about it when we have a chance.

After eating something, waiting for the night to get deeper and the snow to be more urgent, Di Ying and Peng Liang rushed to a place a mile away from the flower house, tied the horses to the tree, and then quietly approached the flower house.

This flower house is not small. It is about 30 meters wide and 100 meters long, and the outer wall is high in the north and low in the south. The carpets on the roof were covered in the same direction, but there were not many snowflakes piled up on them, and they were not yet sheets.

Because there is a hot spring canal about one meter wide around the flower house around the flower house, it is steaming.

That's a lot of money.

Di Ying sighed.

The canal leads the hot spring water down the mountain, around the flower house near the foot of the mountain, and then flows to a courtyard on the south side of the mountain, so that both sides of the canal grow green in this snowy winter.

There are weeds and low trees.

It also made Di Ying, who was freezing a little stiff, shiver hard by the heat after approaching, comfortable.

"Da, da, da"

There was a slight sound of horses' hooves, mixed with the "creaking" sound of horses' hooves stomping on the snow.

Di Ying hurriedly hid behind a tree and squatted down.

It was a patrolling yard, with a dozen men in hand, holding torches, slowly driving the horses, slowly emerging from the darkness.

It stopped a few dozen meters away from the flower house.

A nurse patted the snowflakes on the horse's hair and complained, "Chief, the horses will freeze on such a cold day, can we go to the warm water canal to warm up for a while?" ”

"Yes, sir, it's snowy and dark at night, so there's no need to patrol so diligently, right? Who would dare to touch our master? Another nursing home also said.

The man in the lead heard this and rebuked, "Don't be lazy! The rouge gouache in winter sells especially well, the price is still high, and the flower house can not be damaged! ”

As he spoke, he changed his tone again, and said again: "Turn around, turn around two more times and go back." Don't go near the warm water canal at this time, otherwise you won't want to move even more when it's warm. ”

With that, he turned the horse's headband and headed to the other side.

The rest of the nurses had no choice but to obey the order, sighing and turning.

Di Ying's heart was slightly relieved.

However, he was only half relieved, he was worried that the nurses would change their minds at any time.