[75] I treat you as a brother

Bai Yutang frowned: "Mujin."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "It's the dumb shopkeeper of our inn."

Zhan Zhao turned around and glanced at him in astonishment, then gestured to the tombstone in front of him: "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

Before he could answer, he had announced the answer first: "The name of this flower is 'Wood Kui'."

In fact, Zhan Zhao doesn't know much about flowers. This is what he remembered from the picture album when he read Gongsun Ce's ancient flower secret art.

"A 'hibiscus' and a 'mukui'." Zhan Zhao murmured, "What do you think is the relationship between them?"

Bai Yutang didn't answer, he felt that Zhan Zhao should already have the answer in his heart.

Zhan Zhao: "The Cao family was poisoned, and the proprietress was hired as a cook. The cause of Cao's death was related to the blue polypia. The owner of Yuzhuang was familiar with the blue polypia, and he paid homage to this old man with the same surname as the proprietress - just looking at it, there was nothing wrong with it." Linked, but strung together, already evident."

Bai Yutang looked at him, with a message of "I'll do whatever you want" in his eyes.

"Let's go." Zhan Zhao subconsciously grabbed Bai Yutang's wrist, "Let's go to the county government first."

The two quickly descended the mountain, picked up Bai Fu who had been waiting for a long time, and hurried to the county government office.

When he arrived at the gate of the county government office, Zhan Zhao didn't say so many rules, he threw his badge to the guards, took Bai Yutang with him and disappeared.

When the guards saw the badge clearly and were about to report, they found that Mr. Zhan had disappeared again at some point, and there was only a naive person with a smiling face dressed as a servant left in front of him.

"The villain is Master Zhan's domestic slave." Bai Fu stretched out his hand in a very oblivious manner, "My lord, just give the villain his badge."

When Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang broke in, Xu Miao had just finished her extra meal.

At this moment, he was holding his beard, tilting his feet, and squinting his eyes, leisurely savoring the wonderful taste of the extra meal just now.

Suddenly, the door opened wide, and two figures, one blue and one white, broke in suddenly. Xu Miao was so startled that her hands trembled and she almost pulled out her beard.

When he saw who was coming, the words that had slipped into his throat and were about to be cursed were instantly swallowed back intact. He swallowed so quickly that he choked on the spittle, and immediately coughed into a big sheet in embarrassment. red face.

"Cough cough cough... exhibition... cough cough... my lord!"

Zhan Zhao was busy, so he didn't bother to pay attention to his cheating and trickery, seeing him bowing down and saluting, he simply let him kneel there, and didn't say he was excused.

"Where's the case file of the Cao family?"

Xu Miao hurriedly said: "Yes! Yes!"

He wanted to get up and find someone to get it, but when he saw Zhan Zhao's face, he knelt back again, only missing someone to get it for him.

After getting the dossier, Zhan Zhao opened it and read it carefully several times.

"I heard that before the Cao family's accident, Mu Jin was hired as a cook in the house. Why didn't you say anything about it?"

Xu Miao thought for a while before figuring out who Mu Jin was, and replied: "The lower officials know about this, and have already interrogated her. They let her go again after confirming that she has no problems."

Zhan Zhao threw the file on him: "Are you sure she's okay? How can you be sure? Your black yarn or your head?"

Xu Miaowan didn't expect the matter to be so serious, so she kowtowed to him blankly.

Zhan Zhao gets annoyed when he sees him, but he can't go beyond his superiors and attack him directly, so he has to make a note of him in his heart, and said not too politely: "Get up."

Xu Miao stood up tremblingly, as cautiously as a quail.

Zhan Zhao asked him, "Do you know 'Mukui'?"

Xu Miao's face showed embarrassment - he really didn't know.

But facing the great god in front of him, he absolutely dare not speak out.

"Xiaguan... Xiaguan has a household registration booklet, maybe I can provide some help for Mr. Zhan."

Zhan Zhao nodded, and said a cold "hmm".

Xu Miao immediately lifted the hem of her clothes, and Sa Yazi ran outside.

When the people walked away, Bai Yutang, who had watched the show for a long time, said, "Master Zhan, what an official authority."

Zhan Zhao seamlessly changed his face, smiled and blinked at him: "Don't worry, the official authority belongs to outsiders, and I only love you as a brother."

Bai Yutang: "..."

Xu Miao didn't dare to waste too much time, she ran out in a hurry, and then ran back like burning her butt.

By the time he presented the household registration booklet with both hands, the tip of his nose was already sweating.

Zhan Zhao took the booklet and opened it. After searching carefully, he finally found Mu Jin's family.

According to the brochure, Mujin does have a sister who is four years older than her, named Mukui.

Zhan Zhao: "Do you know when this Mukui died?"

Xu Miao took advantage of the short time and had already done her homework in advance. He said, "About 12 years ago, he died of illness."

Zhan Zhao frowned unrecognizably: "What disease?"

Xu Miao hesitated for a moment: "...I heard it's wind and cold."

Zhan Zhao asked again, "Where is the person buried?"

Xu Miao's forehead began to sweat again: "This...about...should be the cemetery outside the city, or the Mu family's ancestral grave."

Zhan Zhao sneered.

Xu Miao was so excited by his smile that her legs went limp again.

Lifting the giant que in Zhan Zhao's hand, it just caught his collar and forced him up again: "There is a mass grave behind the mountain in the south of the city, do you know?"

Xu Miao was so sad that she almost peed her pants in fright: "Your official...this lower official really doesn't know."

Zhan Zhao stuffed the household registration booklet into his back collar: "Do you understand now? Show me your booklet and go door-to-door!"

After leaving the county office, the sun will be setting.

Zhan Zhao listened to the sound of the evening drum, and sighed deeply at the rosy clouds in the sky.

Bai Yutang followed him the whole time, and when he saw him sigh, he took the initiative to say, "I can ask An Zhuang to investigate the matter of the Mu family."

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "I didn't even count on the idiot inside."

Then I thought: "If there is no accident tomorrow, the dynasty will arrive, and with his help, things will be much easier to handle. Even if this matter is not over, we may have to delay here for a few more days, your elder brother there……"

"No problem." Bai Yutang said, "Although the memorial ceremony is important, I want to know what happened in the first place more than that."

The setting sun soon fell to the bottom of the mountain, and the evening wind suddenly picked up, bringing a bleak coolness.

After dinner in the evening, the two went back to their rooms and took a comfortable bath.

After washing and clearing the barrel, Zhan Zhao took off his shirt and checked the wound on his shoulder.

In fact, speaking of it, this injury was really not serious—compared with the beatings and killings he suffered when he wandered around the rivers and lakes, this small flesh injury was comparable to a cat scratching and a dog biting, and it was nothing to be afraid of.

Zhan Zhao really didn't pay much attention to this.It wasn't until I finished the work and took a shower that I remembered that my shoulder was still injured, so I just looked at it casually with a big heart.

But he didn't care, someone put this matter on his heart.

Zhan Zhao was about to put his clothes back on, when the door suddenly rang, and after a while, Bai Yutang stopped in front of him with the best wound medicine in hand.

"Take off your clothes and turn around."

Zhan Zhao's eyelashes twitched: "...No need? The wounds have scabbed over and are about to heal."

Bai Yutang stood motionless and became a wooden stake: "Do you want me to be rough?"

Zhan Zhao was amused by him: "Then make another cut on my shoulder?"

Bai Yutang's cheeks were tense, and his eyes were red with guilt.After a long while, he said in a difficult voice: "...Sorry, I won't hurt you again in the future."

If I hurt you, I will only hurt more than you.