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the next day.
The Ministry of Housing confirmed the name of the last skeleton - Zhao Wei!
The Ministry of Housing and Assistants rushed to Zhuxi Park in the first place.
Report! "The missing person is a cook in the former government office. When he died, he was 41 years old. His ancestral home was in Nanshui County in the west. There was an old mother at home, a younger brother, a younger sister, because of his poor family. I sold it to the capital city, and later I went to the Imperial Government Office to help the kitchen. I slowly became a chef. It is said that Yu Guogong loves to eat the pearl balls he made. Some ordinary people who often go to the government to deliver food say that others are very good. Very honest, now that the person who is missing is his, count it, he should... also in his fifties, when he informs the states, as long as people are not dead,
It should not be difficult. ”
Detailed description.
Jing Rong looked at the information about Zhao Wei sent to him by the Ministry of Housing and looked over it again.
Gently close!
The brow is locked.
For so many years, he thought he was very excited when he learned who the missing person was.
but not.
On the contrary, like Ji Yunshu's mood, it is even more tense!
That tension, oppressing his nerves.
The assistant minister of the house saw him persistent and asked, "Wang? What is your meaning?" He took a deep breath and thought about it for a while before he said, "You go to find a few people who know Zhao Wei, according to their description. Then let Ji Daren draw the portraits, and then ask some artists to copy the portraits and distribute them to the various states. Remember, don’t post the portraits everywhere, because the case is true.
It is still unclear. If the arson in the past was artificial, and Zhao Yiru really knows the truth, the murderer is likely to be unfavorable to him. Therefore, it must not be too arrogant, and it is best... to investigate. ”
"Yes."
"And, if you find that person, you must protect it and bring it immediately."
"Know." The ambassador of the Ministry of Housing was worried: "Why... if he escaped from the Royal Government, he died?"
Yes!
If someone has already died?
And this point, Jing Rong is not not considered.
He said, "In that year, since he was able to escape from the Royal Government, even if he really died, he would definitely leave some clues. No matter what, live to see people, die to see the dead, even if there is a pile of bones left. I have to bring this king."
"The lower official understands."
After the response, the Ministry of Housing and Assistants went to work.
Soon, the Ministry of Housing found several people who knew Zhao Wei. They all went to the Imperial Government to send vegetables to Zhao Wei’s vegetable farmers. However, because of the long time, the descriptions of several people are very different.
Ji Yunshu took the pen, and for a long time, he did not drop ink.
After I asked them one by one, I fell off the pen.
After nearly half an hour, Zhao’s portrait was finally painted.
The few people looked at it and were very surprised.
"Yes, this person is Qin Lan."
“It’s just the same.”
"It was the same when I saw him fifteen years ago. I didn't get old."
Ji Yunshu: "..."
You saw him fifteen years ago, and of course he painted his appearance fifteen years ago, naturally not getting old.When she arranged the portraits and handed them over to the Ministry of Housing, she also specifically stated: "It has been 15 years since the portraits may have differed from his current appearance. It is necessary to be clear when explaining to the various states. ”
The person in the family kept her words in mind.
Not long after, the portraits were copied a lot and began to be distributed to the states.
At the same time, a message came from outside Beijing.
The thieves in the Chang'an area of Shaanxi were all arrested, and they all entered the prison and waited for the will of the criminal department.
In the middle of the day, the pot was blasted.
The sickly sage king stayed in the deep palace for a long time, but did not expect to actually smash those sly thieves!
Although everyone has doubts in their hearts, the facts are indeed in front of them.
Now that the sages have made meritorious deeds, the emperor will certainly have a reward. It is estimated that it will not take long for those wall grasses to start to turn down the wind.
Outside the capital!
A group of horses and horses marched against the heavy snow. Because the mountain road was rugged, and the snow was too big, the journey of the horse and horse team was delayed. Inside the carriage, Jing Xian wore a thick cloak and held a hand stove in his hand. However, his hands were still cold, and he had a cage on his hand. The cage was covered with a piece of cloth. The three pigeons were still inside. He has been with him from the palace to Beijing, and he has always been with him.
Occasionally he will be asked a few words, and his answer is always the same. He said that he has lived in the deep palace for many years. Thanks to these pigeons, he often accompanied him.
Over time, some people say that he is lonely!
It’s a freak!
Who is going to your sister, who is not a pet yet!
Liu Qingping of Jinjiang also raised a bird of pavilion!
The cold wind picked up the curtain, and the white snow from the outside blew in a few pieces. It fluttered on his face for a long time. He reached out and rubbed his fingers, and his fingertips slammed a coolness and shook a few times.
suddenly--
The carriage stopped.
The outside guard said, "Wang Ye, a big tree fell in front, let's wait."
He "hmm" and opened the curtain.
At this time, in the middle of the mountain, the surrounding trees stand, and the treetops of the leaves are pressed down by the heavy snow.
Heavy snow is still going on, blocking people's sight.
he
Looking forward, I was faint, I saw a tree in front of the horse and horse team, and I was on the ground. Everyone was cleaning up.
He asked: "Where is this now?"
"岐山."
"When can I get to Beijing?"
"According to the itinerary, five days later."
Jing Xian was silent for a while, looked up at the sky, and suddenly got up and got off the horse!
The guards quickly said, "Wang Ye, cold outside, you still sit in the carriage."
But he has gone down.
"No problem."
Feet stepping on the snow, soft, very comfortable.
The driver of the horse quickly hung the umbrella over his head.
"I never thought... It turns out that the snowy day is so beautiful!" he said.
I wondered, "Why didn't Wang Wang have seen snow?"
"I have seen it.""Isn't that snowy day the same?" "Not the same." He denied, looking up at the dense snow flakes, his eyes light, with a sentimental, and then, "different days, different The place, the snow is not the same, inside the palace, the red wall and the green tile, you can only see the sky above the head, so often
The snow seen in the year is cold, but it can be seen outside the palace, but it is a kind of beauty. ”
The sound is very light!
The followers around are not very clear.
He reached for a few pieces, and the snow fell on his palm, and was blown by the cold wind. Like a few naughty children, he didn't feel cold at all. He stood in the same place, wrapped in his cloak, staring at the heavy snow in front of him. .
After two incense sticks, the big tree in front was cleaned up.
The guard said: "Wang, you can go."
"hold on."
"but……"
"Let's wait." He refused to leave, and the beauty came into view, as if his heart was gradually washed away.
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