In front of everyone's eyes, the huge carriage with eleven men and women tethered, two strings of loud firecrackers hanging from the tail, and a huge carriage that exploded the early morning of Xixuan in the glow of the sun, wrapped in a cart of young children with incomplete limbs and difficult facial features, drove into the wide courtyard of the Wangdu General's Mansion.

Within a single cup of tea, the news spread from the city to the southeast, northwest, and west, and the whole west was widely publicized.

People who are usually silent about firewood, rice, oil and salt, and who draw on fame and fortune can't help but bow their heads and sigh, raise their heads and curse angrily: cruel!

"So, the blind little beggar who used to be next to my shop was persecuted like this? I said that it was born like this or accident, and now I think that the woman next to me really doesn't look like a good person. ”

"There is such a thing, I can't let Ah Niang take Ah Yan out to play, in case this happens to our Ah Yan, I don't think I will survive."

"You should pay more attention to your side, and if you notice something wrong, you need to report it immediately."

"Reporter? What does Fu Yin eat! didn't even find out about these, and let the righteous people arrest people and send them to the general's mansion. ”

"General's Mansion, why do you say it is the General's Mansion, how many high-ranking officials' mansions are in Xixuan Wangcheng, but the General's Mansion is the only one, I don't know how the generals in the Mansion will deal with this matter......"

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In the study room of the General's Mansion, Yan Wu held on to the yellowed note and looked at it carefully, and the handwriting on it was deep and straight.

"The general of handover, I hope the general will protect and investigate." Yan Wu frowned and expressed disgust, "Is this a dying orphan?" ”

Of course, he wouldn't talk to himself in the study alone in the daytime, this is obviously a question, and the question is naturally someone else.

On the side of the study, a man in blue sat on a mahogany chair draped in fox fur, his slender four fingers were slightly bent, holding an ancient book in one hand, and his voice came from behind the ancient book: "This is enough to show the general's status and reputation in the court and the reputation of the rivers and lakes in the eyes of this mysterious friend, but the general is cursing people like this at the moment, it's not very kind." He shook his head in disapproval.

Yan Wu tilted his head to look at him, and only saw the blue hairband flicking behind the scroll, and said: "This person is very heavy-minded, if he really believes me, he doesn't have to engage in such a battle early in the morning, it is clearly to tell the world that people are here with me, force me to take care of this matter, protect this person, and let the people of the world supervise me." ”

The man in blue changed his posture, from sitting upright to reclining: "Isn't it that you are nosy, and you have to fly out of the wall to see when you hear the sound early in the morning." ”

Yan Wu held a piece of paper between his fingers and trembled in front of his book: "This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy!" Look at this note, it says that the general, even if I don't go out, you have to find me, and unknowingly scattered a lot of wheat bran in front of my general's mansion. ”

The man in blue picked up the white jade cup on the desk, sipped it lightly, and a layer of water vapor appeared on his lips: "If you don't want to care, you can hand over this matter to the Western Capital Mansion, the Criminal Department or the Criminal Prison Division, practice your sword, and go to the battlefield to kill your enemy." ”

Yan Wu frowned at this time, and his eyes were heavy: "You don't have to provoke me, I really take care of this matter, I am killing the enemy outside to protect my family and defend the country, I didn't expect that someone was doing such a thing as killing the people of my Western Xinjiang, and the appearance of those children is unbearable even for people like me who are used to seeing life and death on the battlefield." ”

The man in blue moved his fingers slightly, and the scroll turned a page: "What clues does that carriage have?" ”

Yanwu hooked his legs, and the mahogany chair instantly moved behind him, and he sat side by side with the man in blue: "The carriage is from Dexing Carriage Company, the largest car company in Xixuan, and it is a young man with an ordinary appearance and a boy with a look of six or seven years old. The dim sum, firecrackers, bedding, rope and wound medicine on the carriage are all from the most famous shops in Xixuan, such as Yipinju Fusheng Building in the south of the city, Khmer Workshop in the north of the city, and Renxintang in the knotted rope shop in the city. The description of each shop guy is the same as that of Dexing Motors - the young man is ordinary in appearance, there are no special features, and the boy is cute, but most of the children at this age are cute, and they don't pay much attention to it, and they don't remember it clearly. According to the people on the street, yesterday I saw the carriage dangling from the south of the city to the north of the city, and from the east of the city to the west of the city. ”

The man in blue lowered the roll slightly, and the peak of Qingjun's eyebrows appeared after the roll: "Rich and swaggering, but there is no trace." ”

Yan Wu looked at him sideways: "The eleven men and women behind the car haven't been tortured much, and they are so frightened that they have confessed all their crimes." But it's useless, they are just responsible for taking over the children who are sent over, and the most important connector is called Hu Boss, who ran away in the process of coming. They also refer to young men and boys, who, in their words, are skillful, strange, vicious, ruthless, perverted, and restless. Not only are they easily angry but also easily angry, they are tortured to the extreme, and they are fed a poison/medicine that will die violently within ten hours, saying that as long as they do not run away, they will give the antidote, and now they are crying and clamoring for us to give the antidote. I looked for someone to see it, and they weren't poisoned, they were just fed some special anesthetic. ”

The snow-white cloud boots stretched out on the general's desk, spotless, overlapping each other, leaning back slightly, revealing a pair of eyes from the scriptures, dark and bright, as if a moon had fallen on the bottom of a deep lake: "It seems that the anesthetic is not heavy enough, what about the child?" ”

Yanwu's voice was deep: "I am still asking the doctors in the house to diagnose and treat them, they are all injured very lightly, but they have all been treated before they came, and the doctor said that the techniques are old and skillful." In the afternoon, I entered the palace and asked for a special management token to investigate this matter, and the great mansion Yin didn't know anything about this matter, either for personal gain or dereliction of duty, and he had to investigate it carefully. ”

The man in blue bowed: "You go." ”

Yanwu frowned: "You're not going?." ”

The man in blue: "I'll enter the palace in a few days, and I'll go to a place first." ”

Yanwu: "Where?" ”

The man in blue retracted his legs, folded the warp scroll, and the sunlight finally shone into his whole picture from the window, meandering from his tall nose to the corners of his mouth, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and said, "The temple in the east of the city is broken." ”

Wujiang followed Boss Hu all the way through the woods, entered the city from the other side, and finally turned into a remote alley.

Boss Hu stopped in front of a vermilion door and reached out to knock on the bronze knocker on the door.

"Knock knock", "knock knock", "knock knock", after the regular two, three, four or three knocks, the door slowly opened the door, and a wrinkled and ugly old face came out, and the eyelids drooped down almost to cover the eyeballs.

"Who are you looking for?" A hoarse voice came out of his mouth, but strangely he didn't speak.

"I want to see Steward Zhu." Boss Hu replied anxiously, his leg was cut by thorns in the forest, blood seeped out, and he almost collapsed.

But the man shook his head, his eyes shone with a terrible light, and he continued to say in a strange ventriloquism: "There is no Steward Zhu here, you are looking for the wrong one." ”

Boss Hu held his hand against the door and held on to prevent him from closing the door: "I know the rules here, I show the token before meeting, but my token was snatched away, and I don't know where the strange person came out, all our people were captured by him, and I finally escaped to report the news." I want to see Steward Zhu, ah, yes, my token is rolling with gold edges, and in the middle is a stick figure rat head, as long as you give me a pen I can draw it immediately, I really didn't lie to you, please let me meet Steward Zhu, I want to report this matter to him, 100,000 urgent, now those little beggars and our people don't know where they were caught, if you go now, maybe you can intercept it back, please......"

The door stopped when there was still a line: "You are waiting outside the door now." With that, the door closed the last slit.

Boss Hu collapsed to the ground exhausted, as if he had just felt the pain at this time, and his face was twisted into a ball from the pain.

Wujiang entered through the roof on the other side, followed the grim-looking old man, and came to an inconspicuous door in the backyard. This house does not look big from the outside, but it does have a deep courtyard inside. The old man knocked lightly on the door, and after explaining what Boss Hu said, he waited patiently, and a soft voice came from the room, which was as comfortable as a spring breeze: "Let him come in, go to the side hall and wait for me." ”

Presently, the door opened, and a man of medium stature stepped out of the room, wearing an ordinary vermilion robe, with his hair neatly combed behind the back, revealing a broad forehead. This face is not ugly but not good-looking, it really looks like a housekeeper in the courtyard who is not good-looking but reassuring, but Wujiang's first instinct is that it is definitely not his real appearance, and he is also like her, with a person, skin, mask, and mask.

The man called Steward Zhu walked out of the door, but he didn't take the door with him, but slowly turned around, leaned forward and buckled the edge of the door, and then gently closed the door. Strangely, his eyes did not look straight ahead, but at the ground slightly, as if it were really a servant who had just retired from his master's room, and closed the door humbly and respectfully after going out.

Is there anyone in there? The real owner of this house?

Wujiang was guessing, but saw him take out a lock from his vermilion sleeve, pass through the door knocker, click, the lock closed, and he carefully pulled the zipper to confirm that the door was indeed locked, before turning to leave.

No one in there? How else do you lock the door?

In this kind of house, it is rare to go to the side hall and think about locking the door, but it is true that there are surprisingly few guards in this house, and she has not seen a few people all the way, otherwise it will be difficult for her to go high on the roof in the daytime.

After making sure that there was no one around, Wujiang slid down the roof and came to the door.

What's behind this glowingly red door?

She hesitated, then raised her hand, and the wire pierced into the tiny, pitch-black keyhole.