Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 675 Little Jiuchuan

Huan Zicheng gave a soft "um" and didn't speak any more, but walked back to the original place slowly and sat down, picked up the teacup, and stared at the tea in the cup.

The tea has no temperature, holding it in the palm is like holding a piece of ice, and the cloudy tea juice also seems to be frozen, without the slightest ripple.

"The group of Mo family who entered and left Chen country many years ago, can you find out who they are?" After a long time, Huan Zicheng asked in a low voice.

Mute and respectful, he said: "Back to Mr. Lang, the white ghost has already found out the clues. The last place that group of people entered and exited was in Xin'an County, around the 21st year of Yongping."

Huan Zicheng gave a soft "hmm", turned the teacup in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Based on the 21st year of Yongping, three years before and after, all matters big and small in Xin'an County should be investigated carefully by Bai Guibei." .”

At this point, he looked up at the dumb slave again, and continued: "If there are not enough people, you can order Huang and Lan to help him."

"Yes." The dumb slave replied sharply, "The yellow ghost and the blue ghost just came back, so I'll make arrangements."

Huan Zicheng nodded, then fell silent again.

The fine snow flew swiftly outside the window, disturbed by the strong wind, and sometimes rushed to the window sash, making a rustling sound.Other than that, there was only silence in the room.

It wasn't until the charcoal fire burst out with a loud "cracking" sound that Huan Zicheng seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and said softly: "Is there any news from the purple ghost?"

The dumb slave respectfully said: "Back to Mr. Lang, Zi Gui hasn't sent any news yet. The latest news about her is that she has arrived in Xuchang. The mother and daughter seem to have been in Xuchang around the third or fourth year of the Zhongyuan period. .”

Huan Zicheng nodded calmly: "Tell her to be tight, don't lose what I'm looking for."

The dumb slave immediately answered yes, but a dazed expression appeared on his face.

The people Huan Zicheng sent Zi Gui to investigate were a mother and daughter.Although the mother among them was from a small noble family, but this small family has been annihilated, there is nothing to investigate, and the mother and daughter are still dead.

The dumb slave really couldn't figure out why his lord wanted to investigate them.

Huan Zicheng naturally sensed his emotions.

However, he didn't give any explanation, and just looked at the tea in the cup with a cold expression.

In fact, only he himself understands that among all things, the mother and daughter are the key!

And the more this is the case, the more he needs to deal with it indifferently, let alone show that he attaches importance to this matter.

Therefore, the only man he sent was Zigui.Because, the thing that pierced the sky must be covered up, and the less people who know it, the better.

After being silent for a while, Huanzi's clear and cold voice sounded again, which seemed to stir up an echo in the room: "Send another letter to Zigui, and report as soon as you find the tomb."

"Yes, sir." The dumb slave crossed his hands in response, and the puzzlement on his face disappeared.

Huan Zicheng's performance in the past year or so is simply amazing. At first glance, every movement is meaningless, but after thinking about it carefully, he can predict the enemy's opportunity first, and every step can be ahead of others.

After all, Mr. Lang has his own deep meaning, and the question in the dumb slave's heart naturally disappeared in front of the powerful facts.

"Keep an eye on Su Changling. If there is any change in this person, don't report me, just kill him." Huan Zicheng's cold voice came again, still without a trace of fireworks.

"No." The dumb slave immediately bowed and responded.

The room was quiet for a while, and Huan Zicheng suddenly changed the subject: "Father... How is it?"

Hearing the words, the dumb slave became a little hesitant, and after a long while, he finally considered his words and said: "Master... is still the same."

That is to say, for his eldest son, his father, Huan Daofei, still taboos, suppresses and... utilizes him as always.

The corner of Huan Zicheng's lips twitched slightly, and his cold voice sounded immediately: "My little brother, how are you doing?"

"Mr. Silang has done a very good job in the Ministry of Officials. Aunt Lu introduced several gentlemen from the Lu family to Mr. Silang, and they are quite friendly now."

"That's right." Huan Zicheng nodded silently.

Aunt Lu, also known as concubine Lu Shi, is also the biological mother of Huan Zijin and Huan Ziyu.

Because Huan Daofei spared no effort to support the two concubines, and Lu's mother family was one of the seven surnames. Therefore, the status of this good concubine in the Huan family has been rising day by day, and she is almost on the verge of marrying his wife, Pei, who is also Huan. Zicheng's biological mother—is on an equal footing.

But even so, whenever Huan Zicheng talked about Huan Ziyu, he always looked calm and breezy.

"Since the fourth brother is on good terms with Mrs. Lu, I now have a great contribution to pass on to the fourth brother." He said calmly, took out a note from his sleeve, and handed it to the dumb slave, "Turn more With a few hands, we must let the fourth brother think that he realized this by himself, and then break the news to his father."

The dumb slave took the note, opened it and glanced at it, and there was a look of surprise and admiration in his eyes, but soon he had a look of regret, and said: "Mr. Mr. Lang, why should that old cunning Lu Shilun take the lead in this booklet, wouldn't it be..."

"No need." Huan Zicheng waved his hand, and didn't let him continue talking, his face was still calm as usual: "Although this merit is great, it is not suitable for my Huan family to get ahead. Just do as I tell you." .”

Seeing that although his expression was calm, but his attitude was very firm, the mute slave dared not say any more, so he agreed and put away the note.

"Little Jiuchuan in front, has my fourth brother been there?" Huan Zicheng asked abruptly.

The topic turned extremely bluntly, and when he said this, his eyes slowly swept across the closed window sash, and there was no emotion on his cold face.

Hearing this question, the dumb slave didn't show any surprise on his face, he just said in a respectful voice: "Back to Mr. Sir, Mr. Silang has already been to Xiaojiuchuan once. It's cold today, but it's not a good time to go fishing. But Mr. Silang I like it very much, and said straightly, "It's a blessing to have such a quiet and rustic place among the extravagant flowers in Dadu." I think Mr. Shilang will often go fishing in Xiaojiuchuan when the weather is warm."

"Very good." Huan Zicheng said expressionlessly, his eyes were filled with coldness and indifference, "fourth younger brother loves the style of Gao Shi very much, and he goes fishing in the river, but he also likes him."

At this point, he turned his head to look at the dumb slave again, and his cold voice was as cold as ever, which made his heart feel a little chilly: "Announce this matter, and in a month, I will let everyone know about it."

"Promise." The dumb slave replied, with a look of sternness on his low brows, "With the red ghost here, this matter will be accomplished soon."

Huan Zicheng nodded calmly, and said again: "Also, you guys protect the Lu family well. If there is a chance, send a letter to Lu Shimin and tell him to continue to lie down."

The dumb slave answered yes.

(End of this chapter)