Although Mu Yirong had the heart to continue to search for the missing Nineteen Princes, he was unwilling to give up easily. But there are no clues at the moment, and he doesn't know where to start, so he can't help but ask Seocho, but what do you think?

Qing Yan, the key figure in the disappearance of the Nineteenth Prince, has been poisoned, and the black-clothed man Lao Qi, who kidnapped the Nineteenth Prince, is now being interrogated by the Imperial Historical Observatory, and there is no way to inquire about it.

On the day of the Seocho Road play, the Nineteenth Prince was abducted from the stage by the man in black, and the stage was shrouded in white smoke at that time, completely obscuring the view of the stands, but someone from other directions may have noticed the abnormal situation that happened here on the stage.

Mu Yirong asked Ruicao if he wanted to visit the people around the stage to investigate?

Ruicao nodded, and said that after the disappearance of the nineteenth prince, Dali Temple was not responsible for the search work, maybe those street envoys missed some important clues in the process of visiting and investigating.

Mu Yirong, who nodded, immediately ordered the coachman to go to Prince Xiao's mansion, and on the way to the carriage, Ruicao held Mu Yirong's hand.

"Regardless of the final outcome, you, as a friend of the Nineteenth Prince, have done your best. ”

When she saw the corpse dug up from the stinky ditch, she felt that the situation of the Nineteenth Prince had been developing in a bad direction, but everyone was unwilling to accept the fact that the situation had already deteriorated to the point of irreparability.

Mu Yirong didn't speak, the body that was salvaged from the stinky ditch felt very awkward to him.

It feels like the Nineteenth Prince, but it doesn't look like the Nineteenth Prince, anyway, it's not enough to convince him that the Nineteenth Prince is dead.

Soon, the carriage drove to Prince Xiao's mansion, and the sky was already slightly bright, and it was past the ugly hour.

It's still early, and I'm afraid many people haven't gotten up yet.

Mu Yirong took Seocho's hand and found a small stall of haggis soup that got up early and sat down.

When it is winter, drink a bowl of hot mutton soup, and the whole body is warm, from the inside to the outside.

Seocho, who was drinking mutton soup, glanced around with a pair of big eyes, and Mu Yirong smiled and told her to concentrate on eating, not always thinking about the case.

Saying that, he mentioned again that before the new yuan, he went to Mount Tai to propose marriage.

Seocho, who already knows what shyness is, is a little embarrassed to say that it's good to say this thing again, why do you always talk about it?

Mu Yirong, who was staring at Seocho with a smile, said that he was already a big man, and he had already passed the age of getting married, could he not be in a hurry?

I'm over 500 years old, and I'm not in a hurry!

Ruicao couldn't help but slander in her heart, Mu Yirong saw through her thoughts at once, secretly held her hand, and whispered: "I want to marry you home as soon as possible." ”

Seocho's face turned red all of a sudden, and she looked at the aunt who sold sheep soup uneasily, and saw that the other party was looking at her and Mu Yirong with a smile, and her face became even redder.

"It's a good time!"

The aunt who sold mutton soup turned around with a smile, recalling the time when she and Xianggong first met, and it was so sweet, and she couldn't help but think about cooking a good meal for her man when she went home.

But when she turned around, she saw her man holding a long-handled soup spoon there, stealing out the leg of mutton in the pot, and immediately rounded his arm and slapped her man on the back of the head, directly slapping his husband out.

Mu Yirong and Seocho, who were in the midst of sweetness, couldn't help but look at each other when they saw Aunt Mutton with fat waist and thick legs riding on the body of her thin man.

The two of us, we won't be like this in the future, right?

The two of them, who hurriedly shook their heads and drove this thought out of their minds, continued to pick up the bowl and snort and drank the mutton soup with their tongues fresh.

At the end of the day, as if they had made an appointment, all the families opened their doors and began to sweep the courtyard at the door.

Mu Yirong and Ruicao walked side by side, starting with the closest house to Prince Xiao's mansion.

It's just that it's not going well.

Many families said that when the stage caught fire, there were several groups of people who came back and forth to ask, and they just knew that there were people watching the play on the other side of the stage, but they were stopped around, they couldn't get in, and the weather was cold, so they didn't go to see the excitement.

Later, after the stage caught fire, they heard that the Nineteenth Prince had been kidnapped while watching the play. As for who was taken captive and how things developed after that, they were completely unaware.

On the way to speak, someone asked Mu Yirong curiously, has the missing nineteenth prince been found?

After a round of visits, there was no progress, and almost every person who was questioned answered the same way, he did not go to the theater to watch the play, and he did not know about the disappearance of the Nineteenth Prince at that time.

Seeing that it was almost the right time, Mu Yirong, whose legs were sore, looked at Seocho, who was still alive and full of energy, and couldn't help but sigh with a smile: "Lying in bed for a few days after being injured, this body seems to be rusty." ”

When Seocho just wanted to mock Mu Yirong and even the lark grandmother who was more than 800 years old on Mount Tai, he suddenly saw someone sneakily following them behind him, and immediately gave Mu Yirong a look.

Mu Yirong, who understood it, immediately turned around with Seocho, and the two of them went straight to the sneaky figure.

The person who was hiding by the wall and probing his brain saw Mu Yirong and Seocho suddenly turn around and come straight to him, and spun around in a panic, like a mouse that saw a cat and was almost frightened, and didn't know where to run.

"What are you doing with us?"

Running to the wall to the sneaky man approaching Seocho, looking up and down at the man with a panicked face, he saw that he was close to forty years old, and his clothes were permed with a golden copper coin pattern, but he didn't look like a shopkeeper, nor did he look like a subordinate of the official mansion.

The middle-aged man, who was frightened by Seocho's sharp eyes, stumbled and replied, "Xiao ...... The small one is called Mao Xuan, and he is the comprador in the palace of Gou County. Little day...... I saw it that day. ”

Ma Yuanbu, the king of Goujun, accompanied the former emperor to conquer the world with his iron cavalry, and was the emperor's most trusted right-hand man.

After the death of the first emperor, the old general Ma Yuanbu, who was named the king of Gou County, also died, and his hereditary throne of the county was given to his eldest son Ma Dailin.

Usually, compared to the prince who is qualified to compete for the throne, the general emperor will have a better attitude towards the prince than the prince.

However, Emperor Xuanyuan had a very close relationship with his siblings, especially with several princes of the same age, so the county kings who inherited his father's throne did not contribute to the imperial court, and basically received salaries at home for the elderly, which was not appreciated by the saints today, nor was it valued by the imperial court.