Embroidered Jade Valley, since someone can live in Hao Family, why can’t there be descendants? Ask the fairy map for a minute and a half, but the secret skill of Hao’s poison didn’t come. Could it be that the Oriental family swallowed it together?
Yang Muyu couldn’t help but sneer at "shattered glass!"
"Feather …" Mo Qing sighed gently.
Yang Muyu was surprised and busy with his eyes open, only to see that Mo Qing didn’t know when he was already in front of him. Li Sanchong saluted Mo Qing and quietly retired. He was busy getting up.
Mo Qing reached out and pressed him with a wry smile. "Did I wake you?"
"No, I didn’t sleep at all. I was thinking about something." Yang Muyu smiled and lay on the couch without moving.
"Think about what?" Mo Qing sat beside him and asked
"Someone is better than me. I’m afraid that the murderer has run away from Sunny Yaocheng." Yang Muyu smiled lightly.
"Ah?" Be puzzled by the ink
Yang Muyu’s mouth evoked a sarcastic smile. "Father, isn’t it too easy for us to track down those traitors now?" Since you want to be a traitor, you have to hide your identity. How can you be easily discovered? But Yang Muyu dug up the traitor department buried in Qingyao City for decades after two days. This is not that he is too clever, but that some people deliberately.
"Yes!" Ink clear nods the same problem he also doubted.
"These people have no profit value and will naturally be abandoned-they all have to die." Yang Muyu sneered. "I became a person who was killed by a knife for them, but they really wanted to hide that they had definitely run away."
"Ah?" Mo Qing frowned and asked, "Then why doesn’t he continue to hide in Qing Yao City?"
Yang Muyu smiled. This man is very clever-he is not underestimated. Since he knows that he can’t hide nature, he has to run as early as possible.
"Father, our opponent is a brilliant man-he knows that if he wants to keep this man, he must run, and I’m afraid he is afraid that we will find something they want to hide." Yang Muyu laughed.
"So what now?" As he spoke, Mo Qing picked up a blue-and-white porcelain bowl next to him and sent the bird’s nest to his mouth. When he came in just now, he just saw the ghost servant cooking the bird’s nest and sending it to him.
Yang Muyu ate a frown in his hand and said, "I don’t like to eat such sweet and greasy things, father."
Mo Qing looked at his bitter gourd face and smiled. "Didn’t you eat it every day when you were in Jinsha Bay?"
To this Yang Muyu, I can’t help but get angry and wry smile. "Father, can I not eat that Yang Tie? I just said a word. He almost threw me into the vast sea to feed the king, but I was forced." He paused and smiled. "Father, you should check if there are those people who have left Sunny Yaocheng recently, whether they are dead or fleeing, even if they are out of town normally. Give me a whole list."
"Even the dead?" Mo Qing asked curiously.
"Feign death and escape is the best way to escape." Yang Muyu laughed. He was almost sure that this man was definitely playing dead and running away. Who would trace a dead person? And if ordinary slaves die, at most, they will be rewarded with a coffin and sent to a barren mound outside the city for burial.
There is such a clear ink that I can’t help but feel gratified and laugh. "It is really a great misfortune to offend my son."
Yang Muyu shook his head and said, "Father, you are wrong. Without your support, I am a waste. No matter how clever I am, I can’t send it." He suddenly patted the chair and cried, "Somebody, somebody-"
The ghost servant was busy floating in and bowed down and asked, "Public command?"
"You go and get me a list of people who have been away from Sunny Yaocheng since the death of the master-no matter what the reason, of course, the dead are also people," Yang Muyu ordered.
"It’s male!" Ghost servant promised a pair of Yang Muyu and Mo Qing upon this just back out.
Mo Qing smiled. "With your intelligence, you can get mixed up everywhere."
Yang Muyu shook his head and paid no attention to Mo Qing’s praise. He smiled faintly. "Father doesn’t know that without your support, my intelligence will lead to murder. Where did I sit here and give orders?" He is telling the truth. In Jinsha Bay, he was backed by Yang Tie, but here he is backed by Mo Qing and the whole sunny Yao City.
"Congdi people don’t live long!" Yang Muyu whispered, "Cong people don’t have strength and don’t live long."
Mo Qing listened to the thorn in the heart and frowned and sighed, "Feather, don’t say this. You’d better eat the bird’s nest. Yang Tie said that it’s too clever for you to work hard."
Yang Muyu picked up the bowl, drank the bird’s nest in one gulp, touched his mouth and smiled mischievously. "I also want to be a dude, rich and idle, but things don’t work out."
"How do I listen to your words are complaining about my father?" Mo Qing laughed.
Yang Muyu bit his tongue and shrank his head without saying anything. If Mo Qing had Yang Chen’s calculations and calculations, he really didn’t have to worry about this luxury, but as Yang Chen said, Mo Qing was an honest man.
"Gong!" Ghost servant cried at the door.
"Come in!" Yang Muyu nodded his head.
Ghost servant is busy drifting into the room, taking out a letter just copied from the sleeve and handing it over-all the staff in Qingyao City, whether it’s a guest counselor or a servant who lives in an official position, have a detailed level. Ghost servant needs to go to the official department to inquire about it, which is convenient and tight.
"There are so many people in more than a month?" Yang Muyu looked at the dense handwriting and smiled, "Thank you."
"Public welcome! These have a detailed record. I’m just going to copy a copy. "Ghost servant is busy."
Yang Muyu nodded and indicated that he could go out. Looking at the ghost servant’s retreat, Yang Muyu looked at the official department one by one. Nature is very detailed. When someone leaves, it is old age, retirement or illness, or normal job transfer. It is necessary to register clearly in the official department. No wonder the ghost servant said that it is easy to check this.
Yang Muyu probably saw a total of 37 people from Sunny Yaocheng these days, 19 of whom have gone out on business, and now five others have not come back, but the reason why they have written a white return date is that there will be no problem.
There are 13 people left, nine of whom Yang Muyu knows that they are Mo Qing’s cronies. Naturally, he will not come back when he is sent to handle affairs for the time being.
In this way, there are four suspects, two of whom are dead, one is the imperial kitchen, and the record of the children of an old aunt who is about ninety years old says that she should have retired a long time ago, and she has been staying in Qingyao City because she has no heir to the imperial kitchen to see her pity.
It’s natural to keep an idle person in Sunny Yaocheng, but this wife suddenly died of old age a month ago, so things naturally won’t disturb Yang Muyu, the official department level of the little city owner, and he will be rewarded with a coffin and buried.
Chapter 15 Tang Guo Huang Jia
Yang Muyu didn’t speak to the wife’s name for half a day.
"Feather, this wife is so old, will there be no problem?" Mo Qing sat beside him and looked at the letterhead. "Look, according to the record, this wife has been in our house for more than 30 years."
Yang Muyu shook his head and said, "Wait and see."
One of the remaining three is a black guard who applied for a holiday to go home. The mother said that the holiday for his wife and children at home was ten days. Today, two days have passed and he hasn’t come back yet. Yang Muyu looked at the fact that this black guard was directly deployed from Qingyu Imperial Military. Most of the black guards were directly transferred by Qingyu Imperial Military.
It stands to reason that this black guard should have come back early because his home is in Qingyu Imperial City for up to three days.
There is another reason why Tiewei applied for a vacation, which made Yang Muyu a little in distress situation. What is even worse is that the official department actually approved his vacation.
"MuYu this is too … that?" Even Mo Qing couldn’t help touching his nose with a wry smile.
Yang Muyu looked at the name written next to him-Feng stayed for a long time before saying, "Is it really a romantic who actually asked for leave?" The official department wrote very elegantly, but after thinking about it, he immediately knew that this guy was gone.
"Three days holiday this is more than ten days, he hasn’t come back? There are such people in our iron guards? " Yang Muyu looked at Mo Qing and smiled as he spoke.
Mo Qing has a wry smile. It’s really not his fault that so many people in Qing Yao City have such a two-way trip. But-an iron guard dared to ask for leave when Yang Muyu repeatedly applied. More importantly, an iron guard and Zhang Liang actually asked him to ask for leave at the same time?
Want to come this person also didn’t put him in the eyes of this sunny Yao city duke emperor pavilion?
"I have to meet this man when he comes back!" Yang Muyu is very interested in this Feng Liu.
"Will he come back?" Mo Qing asked
"Yes!" Yang Muyu nodded, "He has no problem." How can anyone get such a reason if they want to run?
The last man was an old gardener who managed the garden. He came to Qingyao City eleven years ago and was over seventy years old. Because he was very proficient in flowers and trees, he stayed in the garden and died of a stroke twenty days ago.