"Ahem."
It was not until noon that Yang Fan emerged from the depths of the mountain forest. As he walked, he would wipe the blood on the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief from time to time.
It's not that he was injured, but that he was exhausted.
After more than two hours of hard work, after selecting the meat, he finally started his own plan, which he nicknamed the "Tiger Slimming Plan."
However, the one who couldn't bear it before the tiger was himself.
Because the way he broke through last time was too violent, his strength increased too quickly, and the strength of his internal organs was far from enough, so he was now a little weak.
As soon as he devoured the energy and blood from the five tigers, his body couldn't hold back any longer.
I can only leave in anger.
However, looking at the last tiger that had obviously shrunk a lot, its skin drooped down, revealing a jagged frame, he felt a little embarrassed.
"I'm so sorry. Next time I swear, I will control the amount of blood I swallow."
Yang Fan had almost overshot him just now without paying attention. Now that he thought about it, it was really wrong. After all, there were so many tigers and he could have taken them one by one.
Why bother to put one on your body?
Returning to the small courtyard at the foot of Hushan Mountain, Yang Fan saw Lao Fan counting money with a big grin on his face. He had obviously made another fortune. Next to him were several young eunuchs with sad faces.
"Huh? Is this gambling again? Sure enough, if you bet on a dog, you'll bet on a dog. If you don't bet, it's a dog."
Originally, he was about to give up the other person as his own leek, but who would have thought that the other person would grow again!
Although there is a large leek field like Hushan, Yang Fan is not willing to give up a fat leek like Lao Fan.
After all, every "gambling dog" is a potential stock, which is too easy to sell!
After a few days, when the other side is fatter, he must find an opportunity to harvest it properly.
Yang Fan glanced at Lao Fan and silently made his decision.
"..."
And here, Lao Fan, who was counting money, suddenly froze and felt a chill down his spine. When he looked up, he saw Yang Fan's back walking away, and he twisted his body unnaturally.
"It's strange, why do I feel so cold all over my body!"
Lao Fan didn't know why, but he looked down at the silver lumps in his hand and couldn't help but grinned widely.
“These days are getting more and more promising!”
"Don't look at Lao Fan, I almost lost my money in my pants two days ago, but as long as you give me some time, I will definitely be able to recover my losses and even hit new heights! Just wait and see!"
Yang Fan naturally didn't know about Lao Fan's bold words, otherwise he would definitely give him a thumbs up.
At this time, Yang Fan was already heading towards the Changqing Palace.
Although he is a steward of the Evergreen Palace, he is still at the lowest level in the entire imperial city. If he is unlucky and offends any noble person, he will not be able to bear it.
Unless he can establish his own name in the imperial city, or really climb into the Twelve Prisons to become an official, or join the Dongchang.
That’s right, Dongchang!
Yang Fan had actually wanted to sneak in for a long time. With his identity as Dongchang, he could at least be used as a talisman so that others would not dare to provoke him easily.
It's a pity that I never had the chance.
After all, that place is too mysterious.
As a royal spy agency, Dongchang is even one level higher than Jinyiwei in terms of rank. In addition, Peng An, the director of Dongchang, is the great companion of Emperor Zhu Gaolie, so his position is extremely stable.
Even though the commander of Jinyiwei struggled for so many years, he was still pinned down by Dongchang.
As a result, the three major spy agencies of Dongxi Chang and Jinyiwei were separated, but Dongchang was superior.
Different from the Ming Dynasty in the previous life, the Dongchang of this Ming Dynasty is more tightly organized, separated from the Jinyiwei, the personnel are no longer mixed, and it has its own prison.
Under the supervision of the Dongchang factory, there are three criminal officers, each of whom is in charge of five deacons.
Each deacon is led by ten stall heads. Specific tasks are assigned by the deacons, and the stall heads receive them, and the stall heads lead the factory guards below to execute them.
Not long after, Yang Fan saw the shadow of Changqing Palace, and just as he was about to step over, three eunuchs suddenly walked over from the side, led by a fair-skinned middle-aged man.
His name is Tao Ying, and he is a deacon in Dongchang!
He had already seen Yang Fan's portrait. Before and after he looked at it, he still asked: "Are you Xiao Fanzi?"
"It's me, you are..."
"We are from Dongchang! Our family name is Tao, you can call us Deacon Tao!"
Tao Ying said calmly, his eyes were very steady and had a heart-piercing taste. He didn't seem to be a perfunctory person.
A deacon from Dongchang?
Yang Fan's heart trembled, and he calmed down and asked, "I wonder what Deacon Tao wants to see me for?"
"This is not the place to talk. You can come with our family!"
After Tao Ying finished speaking, she turned around and left, seemingly not worried about Yang Fan's escape. This was indeed the case. Yang Fan did not hesitate and walked directly to follow.
While walking on the road, Yang Fan's thoughts flashed rapidly, guessing the other party's intention.
The deacon is already considered the middle-level manager of Dongchang. It is definitely not a simple matter to dispatch a deacon to come to Yang Fan personally.
"Is it because of what happened last night?"
Yang Fan made a judgment in his mind.
After all, as a prince, Zhu Zhaolin intended to cheat on the Marquise. Such a case would never be ended easily and would inevitably undergo repeated verifications.
Soon, his guess was verified.
Tao Ying took him directly to the legendary Dongchang and entered the main entrance. Every eunuch looked solemn, serious in speech and walked in a hurry.
Choosing a room at random, Tao Ying stepped in, followed by Yang Fan.
After Tao Ying sat down, she pointed casually: "Sit down."
They looked gentle as if they were two old acquaintances, but Yang Fan didn't dare to look down upon him in the slightest. He thanked him before sitting down, and he was prepared to prepare.
"Don't be so nervous. Our family is different from other people. They investigate the case for clues, and our family is the one who investigates." Tao Ying smiled and said, "Come, tell our family what happened last night!
"
"yes."
Yang Fan did not relax because of the other party's words, but simply described what happened, but directly deleted everything that happened after he fell to the ground.
During the narration, Tao Ying kept looking into Yang Fan's eyes and did not interrupt his narration. He did not ask questions until he finished speaking.
"Madam, did you faint first?"
"That's right."
"You didn't faint at that time?"
"Madam was in front, and I was half a step behind, so I held my breath in time, but when I rushed towards the murderer, I fell unconscious halfway."
"Have you seen the murderer's face clearly?"
"It's the Thirteenth Prince."
"you sure?"
"Although it's just a glimpse, I'm sure I saw it right."
"Is there any conflict between the Evergreen Palace and the Thirteenth Prince?"
"Some time ago, the Thirteenth Prince was entangled with Concubine Chen in the Imperial Garden."
The two of them asked and answered questions, and soon Tao Ying asked another question.
"I heard that this morning, a steward of Changqing Palace was tortured and died. It was the instruction from Concubine Chen. The reason was that he had eaten everything inside and outside?"
Yang Fan felt a shiver in his heart. He didn't expect that the other party already knew about this, so he said, "I don't know about this matter. When I saw Manager Song, he was already dead."
"What is he responsible for in Evergreen Palace?"
"Responsible for financial and private treasury management."
Tao Ying leaned on the back of the chair, crossed her hands, suddenly leaned forward, stared directly into Yang Fan's eyes, and asked: "Is there any collusion between Manager Song and the Thirteenth Prince?"
"I am not sure."
Yang Fan shook his head directly.
He really didn't know, because after all it was just Concubine Chen's guess and suspicion, and Manager Song was under Zhu Zhaolin's instructions.
Tao Ying narrowed his eyes. After some cross-examination, it was obvious that what Yang Fan said was true and false. This made him very sure that the other party had a problem, and it was a big problem.
Thinking of the place where the other party told lies...
Tao Ying was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she asked a question that frightened Yang Fan: "Did you really faint when the incident happened last night?"
This chapter has been completed!