Song Zheng said matter-of-factly: "It's very important. Please help me check two people, Wang Liancheng and Tian Sanshui. I guess they are both from Long Yiwei. They may be pseudonyms."
Xiao Zhen asked: "How important is it?"
"It's important whether I can catch the chaffinch in advance."
The light of the jade talisman went out.
Song Zheng didn't wait any longer: "Call Miao Xiaoyi over again."
Miao Xiaoyi and her brother had just gone out for a while. Before the chairs in the room assigned to them were warm, the school captain came and called. Miao Xiaosong murmured dissatisfiedly, but Miao Xiaoyi knew that those officials were just stepping away.
My brother and I just said for a moment: "Don't complain, Mr. Song has done us a great favor by rescuing you."
Miao Xiaosong snorted: "It's not all for you, sister."
Miao Xiaoyi shook her head slightly and said, "No, this Mr. Song, I feel a little different from others."
Miao Xiaosong rolled his eyes, not believing it at all: "The world is as black as crows."
The two appeared in front of Song Zheng again. Miao Xiaoyi said: "Your Excellency, you want to know the news about the person from the ancient Huaxu country." She used the conditions in exchange for her younger brother.
Song Zheng nodded: "How did you know that we were investigating him?"
"The caravan also has its own people in the Zhenshan Guard, but their status is not high. We wanted to seize some evidence of Ma Daquan in exchange for his release of my brother, so our people secretly overheard Ma Daquan's words and knew that he had been there recently
Investigate the spies of the ancient Huaxu Kingdom.
Then you came again, my lord, and I made a bold guess about the rumors circulating in the city, and luckily I got it right."
"Tell me everything you know about this person."
"Yes. When the girl learned that the person Ma Daquan was looking for was a spy from the ancient Huaxu Kingdom, I also wanted to find this person one step ahead and use him to replace Xiaosong.
Our caravan not only has its own business, but also has connections with the coachmen from high-profile families in the city, many of whom are also members of our caravan.
Later, an old coachman from the Zhou family in the west of the city told me that their master had ordered him to send a guest to Xiaoshan the day before. The place was in the middle of nowhere and had no shops, and Xiaoshan bandits were rampant. Most people would never go there.
So the old coachman took a closer look and found that although the guest's outer robe was of our Hongwu style, his inner robe was of the ancient Huaxu country, so he guessed that he was from the ancient Huaxu country."
At this point, Song Zheng could guess the rest. Miao Xiaoyi might have just secretly memorized this clue at the time. Later, the Bao Tao Guards and the Zhenshan Guards annihilated the Xiaoshan bandits on the border between the two states, and Song Zheng took advantage of the situation and entered Xi'an.
Miao Xiaoyi was able to confirm immediately that the guest that day was the spy from the ancient Huaxu Kingdom that Ma Daquan and Song Zheng were looking for.
This clue could directly lead to the traces of Yanque. He immediately said: "I want to see this coachman right away."
…
In the backyard of the Duanyang Caravan Headquarters, there is an ordinary carriage parked, and it looks shabby in some places.
Miao Xiaoyi said: "I ordered someone to replace this carriage that day. After the spy from the ancient Huaxu Kingdom, no one has ever ridden in this carriage."
Song Zheng nodded, Miao Xiaoyi was meticulous and thorough, no wonder she was able to take charge of the Duanyang Caravan.
The old coachman stood beside the carriage, looking cautious. Song Zheng asked: "Please tell me the specific story, please."
The old coachman had never seen such a big official in his life. As soon as Song Zheng opened his mouth, he subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but Song Zheng stopped him: "I don't need to be polite, you are an elder."
The old coachman trembled, quietly pulled Miao Xiaoyi aside, and asked in a low voice: "Is he really an official? Why is he different from the ones our master knows..."
Miao Xiaoyi smiled and said: "He is now the biggest official in Duanyang City, so he naturally has the magnanimity of everyone. He is certainly different from the small officials and officials you know."
Song Zheng pretended not to hear, and the old coachman came over again and said: "I usually work as a handyman in the Zhou family. If there are too many guests and the coachman at home is too busy, I will be asked to get on the coach and help deliver them.
Several coachmen at home were idle that day, so I didn’t expect that the master would ask me to go by name. Moreover, the guest was not staying at home, but at the Rugui Inn four streets away.
The master specifically told me not to talk too much after receiving the guest, just go wherever he asks and just deliver it to him."
Song Zheng nodded: "What about the return journey? Did he still take your car back?"
"No. The master said we would just send him away. I picked him up at Rugui Inn. He said he was going to Pinglinkou at the foot of Xiaoshan Mountain. He spoke a little strangely. I figured it out later that it was probably because he had the knowledge of the ancient Huaxu Kingdom.
I want to hide my accent so it looks a little strange.
I sent him to Pinglinkou, he went up the mountain by himself, and I came back."
Song Zheng said to Du Baihu behind him: "Give him three hundred taels of silver and arrange an errand for him in the property under Zhenshan Guard."
Du Baihu responded, and Song Zheng turned around and said to the old coachman: "My husband, take me to Rugui Inn to have a look.
The old coachman was moved: "Yes, sir."
The Song family is unknown in Duanyang City, but its family is well-off. They have contacts with many aristocratic families in Xizhou, such as the Linzhuqiu Wu family, Ouye family, Chongdao family, etc. They have taken over some business from these big forces.
, although the profit from each business is not much, but the success is continuous.
The head of the Song family has a long sleeves and is known for his prudent handling of things. He says what needs to be said and does what needs to be done, without any unnecessary thoughts.
Not to mention that someone from Baotao Guard went to spy on the Song family, Song Zheng asked the old coachman to drive the carriage that day. He sat in the carriage and arrived at Rugui Inn.
Arriving on a street outside the inn, Song Zheng gave an order: "Everyone is waiting here."
Qi Bingchen was a little worried: "Sir..."
Song Zheng waved his hand: "Don't alarm others just yet."
The person the old coachman picked up was registered as "Yan Jiusan" at the Rugui Inn, and he lived in Room No. 6, Tianzi, of the inn at that time. With Song Zheng's current cultivation level, he sneaked into the inn quietly. He followed the door number and looked over.
, found room No. 6 in Tianzi.
It happened that there were no guests here today, so Song Zheng gently opened the door and went in. After looking at the Void Divine Town for a moment, he felt confused.
Comparing the clearer soul traces in the carriage with the soul traces in the room, none of them are the same.
Judging by the time, Yanque checked into the inn and was taken to Xiaoshan by carriage, probably two or three days ago. In such a short period of time, it is impossible for the traces of the soul to completely dissipate and leave no trace.
He looked at it again with the True Spirit Dew from Heaven, but the result was still the same.
He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but fortunately he was cautious and did not bring Long Yiwei over to investigate in a big way. But what was the problem? He frowned and thought hard.
Originally, he was very confident about finding Yanque this time. As long as he found the same trace between the carriage and the soul in the room, he would have found Yanque's "true face". It would be easy to catch Yanque next.
"Did the old coachman remember wrongly, it's not Room No. 6?" He guessed, "raised" the Void God Town, and illuminated the entire inn, even including the location of the carriage at the entrance of the inn, but he still couldn't find the carriage.
The same soul traces inside.
"What went wrong?" I thought I had caught the most important clue and everything would be solved, but unexpectedly I found nothing.
After thinking for a moment, he quietly left. A street away, Qi Bingchen and others were waiting expectantly. Song Zheng met their eyes and shook his head slightly.
He couldn't rule out the suspicion of the old coachman, so he winked at Du Baihu, who understood that someone was secretly watching the old coachman.
"Send someone to guard this place, and immediately move into Room No. 6, Tianzi, as a business traveler after dawn."
“Let’s go to Pinglinkou again.”
This time, he only brought Qi Bingchen and the old coachman with him, and they arrived in a flash. The old coachman pointed out the location where Yanque got off the bus. Song Zheng looked up, but there was still nothingness.
There are scattered traces of souls on the surrounding barren hills, but none of them are the same as the traces in the carriage and the inn.
But this time Song Zheng was not surprised. He said calmly: "Go back."
The old coachman was a little uneasy on the road, but he didn't ask any questions. Maybe it was because of his personality that the Master of the Song family chose him to deliver the sparrows.
When they returned to the small courtyard, Du Baihu and others came up to them: "Sir, what do you think?"
Song Zheng waved his hand and was about to speak when the jade talisman in his arms flashed. It was Xiao Zhen. He said to everyone: "Okay, it's been a hard night tonight. Let's take them to rest."
After they went out, Song Zheng took out the jade talisman, and Xiao Zhen's voice rang out from the jade talisman again: "We can't find that Tian Sanshui, so there shouldn't be such a person. Wang Liancheng is a secret agent of the Zhenshan Guard. His real name is Wang Jingzu, and his public identity is
A businessman from Duanyang City traveling all over the country.
Two months ago, Ma Daquan reported that Wang Jingzu died in the line of duty."
Song Zheng confirmed his guess: "Thank you, sir."
He secretly regretted: It's a pity that two months have passed and the traces of the soul have almost disappeared, making it difficult to trace. Fortunately, there are other clues to follow, and he has made arrangements in advance.
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At the same time, in the Zhenshan Guard's yamen, Ma Da's face was as heavy as water and he was sitting still. Several of his confidants were confused: "Sir, what should I do? I can't hide this matter!"
boom!
Ma Daquan slapped him hard: "Trash, why are you panicking? The clues have been cut off, what can he find? We arrested Miao Xiaosong just to confirm whether the Duanyang caravan knew anything. After repeated interrogations, that boy
I'm afraid I really don't know anything.
We are all veterans of Long Yiwei, and we can handle these things neatly. Even if Xiao Zhen comes in person, he can't find anything. So what can Song Zheng, a newcomer, do if he has no job? At most, he is just suspicious.
It’s up to us to capture our evidence.”
Several of his subordinates calmed down and thought about the parts they were responsible for. They found that everything had been dealt with. They breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty said that we were the ones who messed up the situation."
Ma Daquan waved his hand and drove these idiots away impatiently. He took out the rarely used Homogenous Bone Talisman, gritted his teeth and asked, "How much more time do you need?"
"Three days." The low and hoarse voice answered with two words, and the bone talisman with the same sound was broken.
Ma Daquan gritted his teeth again, opened his secret cabinet, took out a golden box from inside, opened it with force, and found a special crossbow inside.
Song Zheng will look familiar if he is here, because Zhao Xiao also uses this: Donghuang Crossbow.
Chapter completed!