Of course, the most troublesome thing is that King Huai's third son is still in the northwest, and he is also a general, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command. If King Huai is stripped of his military power and is disobedient, a rebellion may be established in the northwest.

If we include the Hu Liao Kingdom in the west... Xiao Mi is about to get married and will never want state turmoil.

"Indeed, the result is good for the Si family, and 90% of this matter is their plan." Xiao Mi pondered, "Sanlang, what are you going to do?"

Yan Sanlang didn't think so: "I'll go to Tianzhu to ask Huang Da in detail." He didn't get a chance just now.

"A small matter."

Yan Sanlang said again: "By the way, where is Si Wenrui's body parked? I want to see it."

"The ice cellar at the back door of the bureau. The weather is getting warmer and the corpses are perishable. The corpses in major cases are placed there." Han Zhao turned his head, "Generally speaking, the stakeholders involved in the case should be avoided and they should not approach the corpses alone. I will ask Shi Congyi to accompany you. Don't touch the corpses even if you are in the bureau, so as not to lose weight and be caught by the Si family when you turn back."

"I can save it."

"Sanlang." Xiao Mi said seriously, "If you need any help, just ask for it."

Yan Sanlang heard the sincerity from his voice, and was not polite: "Please monitor closely everyone brought by Si Daguang."

"That's inevitable." Han Zhao touched, "I have sent someone to keep an eye on it." As usual, Si Daguang only brought more than ten people to the capital this time.

Time is tight, Yan Sanlang then leaves and goes to Tianzhu.

Watching Yan Sanlang's back disappear, Xiao Mi felt thoughtful.

...

Yan Sanlang walked out of the dim sky prison and breathed a long sigh.

With Han Zhao's help, Huang Da would not suffer while waiting for trial in Tianzhuo. Even Yan Sanlang was able to deal with his injuries and left medicine. He asked the jailer to help him change the medicine regularly and take care of him.

Of course, you have to give enough money.

Huang Da's tears were about to come down, and Yan Sanlang only told him: "It's just to recover from the injury."

He had already asked Huang Da about the itinerary of the past few days, and the exact time was the time. He also knew that Huang Da suspected that the thief who stole the Tianfulou recipe was the clerk at the small restaurant.

It is probably him who put medicine on Huang Da.

Before Yan Sanlang left the prison, Huang Da scratched a piece of silver from somewhere and handed it to him: "This thing can track down the thief who steals the formula. Before I fell into a coma, I put the other one on him. If you give it to my father, he will naturally be able to do it."

The boy took it and looked at the blood stains on it, and was speechless for a long time.

Huang He and two little yellow-skinned men had been waiting outside the palace for most of the day. When he saw Yan Sanlang coming out, he hurriedly met: "Young Master, what's wrong?"

He has been the chief manager under Yan Sanlang for so many years and has seen many big scenes. Now he can be called a good dancer. But when his son was thrown into the prison and became a murderer, he still couldn't calm down.

"Not good." Yan Sanlang did not hide it from him or comfort him, "But I have to win ten days to find out the truth." Huang He should know what is important in front of him.

Sure enough, although the yellow-skinned father had panic in his eyes, he had already asked in a stern manner: "What can I do?"

Yan Sanlang talked about the location of the small restaurant, and then said: "Huang Da recalled that he was overweight after dinner in the small restaurant, and he lost consciousness after going out and flipping into the alley. Do you know how to do it?"

Huang He showed murderous intent in his eyes: "I know."

The two little weasels also squeaked a few times, as if they were very angry.

They split the road at the intersection of the street, Huang He took his two children to the restaurant to investigate clues, while Yan Sanlang went to the office.

The government is efficient in protecting the country. Just now, when the young man went to Tianzhu to visit Huang Da, Han Zhao had already sent someone to find Shi Congyi. Now, Marquis of Weiwu is waiting for him while having tea in the office.

It is not easy to be an official in the government office of the capital, and the official ranks on the streets are higher than the other.

Seeing Yan Sanlang coming in, Shi Congyi stepped forward and patted his arm: "You are really in trouble this time."

The boy smiled bitterly: "This is called sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven." It is still a big trouble that affects the current situation.

"The passing years are not good." Shi Congyi shrugged, "I think you should burn incense and get rid of bad luck."

As the two of them said, they entered the ice cellar of the bureau.

Shengyi is cold in winter and hot in summer, and the four seasons are different. People like to build ice cellars at home, store ice in winter and put them in summer before use. Whether it is fine wine or fruits, it has a unique coolness and refreshing effect.

However, the ice cellar in the bureau is used to freeze people to death, and is mostly victims of murders.

Yan Sanlang looked at the sky before entering the ice cellar, and just saw the setting sun.

Shi Congyi walked into the ice cellar, and the cold air came to his face. He subconsciously rubbed his hands. Because he was going to go to King Chengwei, Si Wenrui's autopsy had been completed long ago, and the Si family could not be taken back to stop the spirit for the time being.

The boy circled around the dead twice and carefully examined it.

He had just drank with Si Wenrui yesterday, and today he saw him lying in the cold cellar. The wound was terrifying, and there were even two long blood marks hanging on Si Wenrui's face, directly scratching his eyes, crossing his nose and cutting the corner of his mouth.

This should be left behind the claws of the weasel monster, whose limbs are more flexible than dogs. At that time, Huang Da became the size of a calf, and his sharp teeth and front paws were terrible weapons.

But he still recognized that face, it was indeed Si Wenrui.

The wound was no different from what Han Zhao said. Si Wenrui's neck bones and blood vessels were pulled off, and almost only a layer of skin and flesh were left in the head and body. The wound showed sharp teeth and biting marks. Onlookers said that they heard the sound of bone bursting "Ka La". It seems that this statement is not exaggerated. Si Wenrui died miserably.

With Yan Sanlang's understanding of Huang Da, his speed and power can achieve such an effect. But the problem is that he has no impression of it at all.

In other words, Huang Da was manipulated.

Yan Sanlang was about to get closer and take a closer look, and the guard reminded him: "Don't move your eyes and your hands."

This is the rule. The boy did not violate it. He just took two steps back and found an incense burner from somewhere. He turned his head to Shi Congyi and said, "Borrow a fire."

Shi Congyi was puzzled, but he still pointed it out: "Are you?"

"He is not long after he dies, so why not ask for the soul." Yan Sanlang inserted the incense into the furnace and placed it in front of Si Wenhe's skull, and said something in his mouth.

The ice cellar had no windows, but Shi Congyi and the guards didn't feel that the cool breeze was blowing in this dull place!

"Huh", he blew out a mouthful of white steam, "This is a ghost place." When Boy Yan played this, his yin energy became even heavier.

Shi Congyi is a general who commands the army and is not afraid of evil spirits. However, he instinctively doesn't want to come to such a place of stopping spirits.

"How long will it take to attract?" Shi Congyi asked in front of him, "or is it already here, but we can't see it?"
Chapter completed!