The First Young Master of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 492

Although Sanbao was raised in the Hou Mansion since he was a child, the people in the mansion often took him to the mountains and forests for training for a period of time, so in the mountains and forests, there were almost no such people who could escape the pursuit of the Three Treasures, since none of the Three Treasures If it is found, it means that it is impossible for these thieves to hide in the hunting grounds in the eastern suburbs.

"Chang Le, where's your side?" Xuan Shijing's eyes fell on Chang Le again.

"I took people to inquire about several villages near the eastern suburbs, but there was nothing to gain. This spring, there are a lot of foreigners coming and going in and out of Chang'an. I found nothing at the gates of the nearby villages. A gang of thieves who can commit crimes." Chang Le said.

"I didn't find it." Xuan Shijing talked to himself while pacing in the study: "How could there be no trace at all?"

"Master Hou, why don't you send a copy of the book to Changzhou now, so that the people over there can find out what's going on in Changzhou." Gao Jun suggested.

"Okay, Gao Jun, you can write a letter and ask the people in Changzhou to find out whether there are any major events or strange things happening in Changzhou after the year and year, that's all, the rumors that happened in Changzhou years ago and recently For more extensive matters, please write to report." Xuan Shijing said.

"Yes, Master Hou." Gao Jun answered with cupped hands.

"Then, Lord Hou, where are Chang Le and I?" Fang Yiai asked.

"Both of you, follow me to Dali Temple. There are not a small number of files about Changzhou over there. If I read them alone, I will have to see the year of the monkey." Xuan Shijing laughed.

"Yes." Fang Yiai and Chang Le both replied.

Gao Jun left the Shenhou Mansion and went to the Xuanwu Building. He had to send a letter to investigate the case from the Xuanwu Tower to Changzhou by flying pigeons; while Xuan Shijing, Fang Yiai, Chang Le and the two Jinyiwei were directly involved. Went to the Dali Temple next door.

"Master Hou, you are here." As soon as he reached the gate of Dali Temple, the gatekeeper of Dali Temple came out to welcome Xuan Shijing and the three of them. It seemed that Dai Zhou had given instructions to the people below him as soon as he came back.

"Master Dai has everything ready?" Xuan Shijing asked.

"Everyone is cleaning up, Mr. Dai ordered, and when you come later, go directly to the wing room, and the files will be sent to the wing room one after another, Lord Hou, please come here." The porter led Xuan Shijing and five people The man walked towards the wing of Dali Temple.

After entering the wing room, I saw stacks of books piled up on the desk in the wing room, some of which were already covered with dust, obviously they had been placed in the warehouse for a long time and no one cared about them.

"Okay, you go down, no one will disturb you without the summons of the Marquis." Xuan Shijing said.

"Yes, Lord Hou." The concierge bowed and left the wing room, while Xuan Shijing's Yi Ai and Chang Le stayed in the room, and the two brocade guards who brought him stood guard with their horizontal knives. Put it outside.

Xuan Shijing in the room walked to the soft couch behind the desk and sat down, while Fang Yiai and Chang Le sat on the left and right sides of Xuan Shijing, on the other side of the desk, the three of them looked at each other, Then I started to look through these files.

Although Dali Temple's records of local officials are not comparable to those of the Ministry of Officials, many things are beyond the reach of the Ministry of Officials. For example, the cases committed by officials or ordinary people in Changzhou for many years will be recorded by the local state government , Copy to Dali Temple for preservation.

In Xuanwu Tower, Qian Dui personally sent Gao Jun’s letter to Feige to Changzhou. After sending Gao Jun away, Qian Dui sat in the room, pinching a few strands of beard on his chin, and began to think about the 3-odd Coin thing.

Although he is not in a hurry, it doesn't mean that the money can be kept rusting in the cellar forever.

After thinking for a while, Qiandui finally made up his mind, with an intriguing smile on his face.

Spread out the paper, pick up the pen and start writing the letter. This letter is not addressed to anyone else, but to Prince Li Chengqian.

"Come here." After the letter was written and the ink dried up, Qiandui folded the letter and put it in an envelope.

After hearing Qiandui's voice, the servant outside the room opened the door and walked into Qiandui's room: "What's your order from the treasurer?"

"Send this letter to the gate of the imperial palace, and ask the guards to send it to the East Palace, and give it to His Royal Highness. Remember to tell the guards to deliver it to His Royal Highness in person." Qian Dui said, taking a sign from his waist, and handing it to the Boy: "Bring this sign on."

"Yes, big shopkeeper." The young man bowed and replied.

The sign that the money piled up for the boy was cast by the Dongshan Hou Mansion. Everyone in the palace knew that His Highness the Crown Prince had a good relationship with the Dongshan Hou. .

The boy took the letter from Qiandui, and he didn't dare to be negligent, so he rode a horse from the backyard and rushed to the palace.

Jingfengmen, the boy ran all the way to the gate of the palace until he was stopped by the guards.

"Stop, who is trespassing on the gate of the palace?" The gate guard held the spear in his hand, leaned towards the servant, and shouted sharply.

The little servant turned over and jumped off the horse, walked up to the soldier, cupped his hands and said, "The little one is a servant in the Xuanwu Building in the Dongshanhou's Mansion, and he is here today to deliver a letter to His Royal Highness, and I hope the military master will pass it on for you." , This is a small sign." As he said that, the boy took out the token that was piled up with money from his pocket, and handed it to the gatekeeper.

The soldier took the token, looked at it, and confirmed that it was the brand of the Hou Mansion, and then put away the spear in his hand.

"Since it's a letter from the Marquis of Dongshan, then someone will send someone to Donggong to deliver it."

"Thank you, Lord Jun. Your superiors have instructed that this letter must be handed over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself." The servant took out the letter and handed it to the soldier.

"Understood, you go back."

The letter had already been delivered to the soldiers guarding the gate, so the servant didn't have to stop at the gate of the palace any longer, he got on his horse and turned around to leave.

"You stay here first, so I will go to the East Palace to deliver this letter first." After the boy left, the gatekeeper said to the people under his command.

"Yes."

The soldier put the letter in his arms and trotted all the way to the East Palace.

When I arrived at the East Palace, I learned that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not in the East Palace today, but went to Princess Jinyang's warm pavilion to visit Princess Jinyang.

The soldier sighed and could only find his way to the Nuan Pavilion.

In the yard outside the Nuan Pavilion, Jin Yang was curled up on a swing chair covered with thick fur, while Li Chengqian was sitting beside her, and the two were chatting.

"Brother Prince, Uncle Liu Huang was dispatched by his father to guard the spirit in Xianling, right?" Jin Yang's eyes were red, and he leaned on Li Chengqian's shoulder.

"Yes, but for the sixth emperor uncle, it's much better than being locked up in the palace." Li Chengqian sighed.

"But in this way, it's a kind of torture for Uncle Liu Huang, isn't it?" When he said this, a line of tears flowed from Jin Yang's eyes.

(End of this chapter)