After the immortal disappeared

The seven-story tower is located on the south bank of Chaohu Lake.

It's not so much a lake as it is a vast expanse of wetland.

Climbing the tower and looking into the distance, you can see the sparkling water, dotted with small islands, hundreds of birds soaring over the sandbanks, and everything is full of life.

Therefore, there are many tourists on the Chaohu Tower, all of them are idlers climbing high and enjoying the scenery.

After He Lingchuan climbed the tower, he frowned secretly:

Not only are there many tourists here, there is also a teahouse on the fourth floor!

Visitors can have tea, watch the scenery, listen to books and meet friends here. Sit at the table and enjoy the cool breeze blowing from the lake, blowing away half of the heat in July.

Because of the comfortable stay, all ten tables here were full and there was no room left.

No wonder Mr. Mai is doing business with others here. The tourists and tea drinkers coming and going are the best cover.

He Lingchuan remembered what he had deciphered again.

It only mentioned the time and place, but did not mention the code word for the connection.

In other words, Mr. Mai recognized the other party, and there was no need to use code words to identify him.

This is troublesome, you can’t pretend to be someone else.

Moreover, the other party will know something has changed before Mr. Mai can wait here, and he should leave soon.

How can one accurately identify Mr. Mai’s accomplices among so many tourists?

"Sir?" Magistrate Bai Shaqian saw him staring at the scenery outside the tower in a daze for a long time.

"Are there always so many people in this tower?"

"Uh, yes, this is one of the local attractions." Baishaqian County Magistrate thought he was interested in visiting. "The tea cakes in this teahouse are the best in our local area. Many people bought them back to their hometowns and gave them away."

"Let them add a table on the porch and we'll have tea."

Sure enough, the store owner set up a four-corner table for them on the verandah on the fourth floor of the pagoda and served them tea, fruits and food.

The tea cakes are good, but He Lingchuan prefers dried sweet potatoes. These are sweet potatoes that are peeled and then steamed and baked three times. They taste sweet, soft, glutinous, and chewy. They are perfect for chatting with tea.

The county magistrate of Baishaqing came here with trepidation, but when he saw that he was pleasant-looking and no longer difficult as before, he breathed a sigh of relief and became even more attentive.

He Lingchuan arrived for the first time yesterday and was bound to give him a kick. Otherwise, this kind of old man in officialdom is expected to be bullied at a young age, and he can be used in both positive and negative ways.

Today is not the time to speak sternly. After a little comfort, Magistrate Bai Shaqian became more obedient and would cooperate with him in doing things well later.

These are He Chunhua's common methods of controlling his subordinates. He Lingchuan has been with him for many years and has gained a lot of experience.

As an official, there are many ways to do it.

Sitting here, the breeze blows on my face, my eyes are wide open, and my chest is relaxed.

There are always people in this world who want to let down such beautiful scenery.

He Lingchuan slowly sipped his tea, thinking about Fu Songhua, whom Zhongsun Mou had captured. How likely was it that he was the real murderer?

However, I haven't heard anything about Mr. Mai, and it seems that he is still at large.

If Fu Songhua is the mastermind, the transaction on the Chaohu Tower will naturally be canceled and will not continue;

If he wasn't, would Mr. Mak and the mastermind behind it all have escaped? Then the Tide Lake Tower transaction will not be possible.

After much pushing and pushing, there was no need for this transaction maintained by code words to exist, so why should he bother?

Well, is that really the case?

He Lingchuan occasionally looked up and saw that the tower was majestic and the stone carvings were exquisite, showing that the construction took a lot of labor. But after being exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, a large piece of stone slab above it has fallen off, revealing the mud underneath.

He stretched out his hand and pointed upward: "This is not very elegant."

Magistrate Bai Shaqian looked up and said: "Oh, I wanted to send someone over to repair it, but General Ling said he wanted to donate money for repairs, but he has been delayed. That's why it's like this."

He Lingchuan stroked his chin: "A place of interest with countless tourists every day, so leaving it like this is neither good-looking nor safe."

"Yes, yes." Magistrate Baishaqian didn't know what he wanted to do, so he could only agree.

Isn't this special envoy too lenient? There are so many things to do at such a young age.

He Lingchuan just mentioned it casually, without going into details, and started asking about local customs.

When the atmosphere finally became harmonious, He Lingchuan seemed to have accidentally mentioned: "By the way, what are the inspectors doing these days?"

"A case is under trial, right?" The county magistrate thought for a moment, "I heard that he turned down many visits and banquets."

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Three days later, Zhongsun Mou was preparing to return north.

Someone asked to see him again, and he exhaled in disgust.

The person who came here brought materials, a thick pile.

Zhongsun Mou motioned to the guards to take it, and then said: "Don't always run to me. There are many people and distractions."

"This is the last batch of materials. My master wishes you a safe journey."

Having no choice but to do so, Zhongsun Mou piled the materials on his desk and checked them one by one.

Before returning to Lingxu City, he had to ensure that these accounts were in perfect harmony and there could be no mistakes.

Fu Songhua was arrested six days ago. The safest way is to escort him north immediately to avoid a long night and many dreams.

But he can't.

He has to review the evidence word for word here!

These evidences will be repeatedly examined by countless pairs of wise eyes after returning to Lingxu City, and may even be presented to the emperor. Just thinking about this made him feel extremely stressed.

Zhongsun Mou brought all the people and evidence back, and he had to make sure everything was correct, otherwise...

His eyes were sore, and he was about to ask for another cup of cassia seed tea, when suddenly the guard came to report:

"The Crown Prince's special envoy He Xiao and County Magistrate Bai Shaqian request to see you!"

Zhong Sunmou's expression changed, and the boy finally arrived.

The so-called prince's special envoy also came to Baisha Jing. He had known about it for a long time, but ignored it. As a result, the other party was very patient and waited until now to come to the door.

Zhongsun Mou put the case away and walked back to the yard before saying, "Let him in."

He Lingchuan walked in, accompanied by a tiger, and behind him was the magistrate of Tian County.

"The view here is pretty good, you can see the lake from the window."

"I'm very busy." Zhongsun Mou neither greeted him nor gave him a good look, "What do you want?"

"I heard that Lord Zhongsun has made great achievements in arresting and bringing to justice the person who killed the White-shouldered Eagle Messenger!" He Lingchuan said with a smile, "I have to come and see for myself."

This guy has been touring the mountains and rivers in Baishaqian for the past few days, so how can he "come here"? Zhongsun Mou said slightly: "Yes, the evidence of the crime is conclusive and the culprit has been arrested. The special envoy can go back and explain to the prince."

"Then I must ask, what is the identity of this murderer?" Even if Fu Songhua is not the real murderer of the messenger case, he must have some background. Otherwise, how can Lingxu City be convinced by Zhongsun's plan to push this man back to work on a mission?

If he dares to grab a random cat or dog and take his place, let's see how the emperor deals with him.

"Fu Songhua, a native of Tao, was promoted to be the commander-in-chief of the small capital under Hong Chenglue twelve years ago. He fought bravely. Ten years ago, he assassinated Zhang Guangyi, the governor of Lingxu Hezhou and then escaped. Hezhou was wanted for many years with no results, and it was not until six days ago that he was arrested here. .”

Hearing the name of an old acquaintance, He Lingchuan wondered: "I heard that he was an assassin in the past, how come he has become a craftsman now?"

Seeing that he still had the title of Prince's Special Envoy, and that he was standing on the soil of Chiyan Kingdom, Zhongsun Mou suppressed his impatience and said: "He was originally a special agent of Tao Kingdom, and it was also his duty to attack and kill Zhang Jishi. You don’t know the affairs of the royal court in Lingxu City. Zhang Guangyi’s death had a great impact at the time and directly changed the emperor’s decision-making. This time Fu Songhua has been lurking for many years and takes action again to interfere with our army’s war on the Eastern Front.”

"Is he Mr. Mai's superior?"

"Exactly."

"How to verify?"

Zhongsun Mou couldn't help but laugh: "I have collected a complete set of evidence here, which is as solid as a mountain. Do I need to report it to you one by one, page by page?"

"That's okay." He Lingchuan glanced straight at the study, "That would be the best."

Zhong Sunmou suppressed his smile: "Okay, special envoy, please don't joke. The prisoner has confessed his crime and the file has been sealed and cannot be opened lightly. There is no point in staying here. Go back to Fushan Yue to announce the good news and receive the reward."

He Lingchuan also said seriously: "If the messenger surnamed Fu only wants to delay the information, then what is his intention of sending his subordinate Mr. Mai to kill monsters and obtain pearls all over Chiyan?"

"It's just to drive a wedge between the demon clan and the government, and to instigate trouble. This is what the craftsmen are doing. Otherwise, what would they do in their free time? If you stay in Bejia for a longer time, you will know that these guys are really pervasive, and they will try their best to cause trouble. ." Zhongsun Mou said calmly, "Those beads are the materials for refining the red jade pill, and they will be reported to Lingxu City as evidence this time."

Red Jade Pill? Aren't pulp beads used to refine the elixir? He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows: "Master Zhongsun solved a huge case in an understatement, which is amazing. But the prince wants me to interrogate the main criminal in person. Where is Fu Songhua?"

"Fu Songhua will be escorted back to Lingxu City for trial. From now on, it has nothing to do with you."

There seemed to be footsteps outside. There were many people. Zhongsun Mouli felt something was wrong and stepped back. The guard beside him immediately stepped forward and pressed the handle of the knife.

"If we can't agree, let's show our cards." He Lingchuan gave Jiao Yu a look, and the tiger suddenly roared!

The roar of the tiger shook ten miles, and more than a hundred people rushed in from outside the courtyard, surrounding Zhongsun Mou and others.

There was a crackling sound outside, which was the sound of thick boots stepping on the ground. Apparently there were many people waiting for orders.

A general strode in and saluted He Lingchuan: "Special Envoy!"

This is the Chiyan Kingdom's garrison thirty miles away from Baishaqiang. When Jiao Yu went out to do business, he seconded them here with his special envoy token.

Not many, only five hundred people were borrowed.

Fu Shanyue said at the beginning that the token could mobilize the army.

This is definitely not a joke.

The two sides were suddenly at war with each other. Magistrate Bai Shaqian stood right in the middle, sweating profusely: "Two adults, please speak carefully if you have anything to say!"

He couldn't afford to offend anyone, so why would he do this?

What bad luck did he get into that made his fortune so bad recently?

A side room opened the door, and two guards were alerted. They poked their heads out and were shocked when they saw the confrontation.

Zhongsun Mou said angrily: "Go back!"

The guard obeyed the order and closed the door, but a step too late, the tiger swooped forward and scratched the door panel with a scratch of his claws.

This is an inn, not a fortress wall. How can a wooden door have such high defense?

In the face of the tiger demon's three thousand kilograms of striking force, it was already a big honor even if it didn't break into pieces on the spot.