The veins on Bingwen's forehead twitched. He was a seller of information, not an investigator.
Naturally, he had to maintain his respect on his face and said: "Shouldn't this matter be investigated by Mr. Hu, the minister of Dali Temple?"
"Hu Yingmao said that the corpse must be five or six years old, and there are no injuries on the skeleton. You can only hand the corpse back to me. I'm afraid it won't be possible to start the case, and I'm afraid it won't even be a homicide."
"This... I'm not investigating the case." Bingwen said, holding his forehead in pain.
"It's not widely rumored in Beijing that you know everything. Besides, I also know a little bit about Prince Hui." Huo Tianxiu raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm not qualified to investigate the case either." Bingwen thought about how to refuse.
"As long as you agree, as long as I'm here, are you afraid that you won't be able to investigate the case?" Huo Tianxiu raised his eyebrows, not showing off his anger.
"Admiral Huo, I'm really in a dilemma..." Bingwen was ready to cheat, so he didn't agree to do anything.
"Master Bingwen, in terms of remuneration, I can only give you one hundred thousand taels. Although I hold a high position, I have never done anything for personal gain. This small amount of money is nothing compared to Prince Jing, but it is the only amount I have in my life. Of course, I will deliver the token you need to you. I, Huo Tianxiu, owe you a promise." Seeing Bingwen's miserable face, Huo Tianxiu simply went straight to the point and made it clear.
Huo Tianxiu didn't call Bingwen son until now.
Bingwen was shocked by his words. A dignified first-rank admiral of the Nine Gates actually only had this little money. It seemed that he was really honest as an official.
Admiral of the Nine Gates is an important position, which is equivalent to the front door of the emperor's family. There is no chance of any mistakes.
In order to prevent himself from having any weaknesses, Huo Tianxiu never married.
But after all, he was born with a younger brother, Huo Tianyang, who had been sickly since childhood.
I heard that a few years ago, I ran away from home for fear of dragging him down.
Huo Tianxiu took his two children to his side and raised them, which was considered affectionate and righteous.
Bingwen didn't value remuneration. It didn't matter whether it was money or not. What shocked him was Huo Tianxiu's promise.
A loyal and courageous man who never married in order to have no weakness in himself actually had to make a promise.
This promise is heavier than the sky, and he holds nine military powers in his hands.
Speaking of treason, if he rebelled, the emperor would not be able to do anything about it.
Of course, it was impossible for Huo Tianxiu to agree to rebel.
However, Bingwen was still moved.
Although Prince Jing also holds heavy troops, they are far away after all.
The Lord in front of me is very close.
In Bingwen's heart, heaven and man are at war.
Of course, the reason for his struggle was that he was not sure whether Xia Chu could help him.
"Admiral Huo, let me think about this for a few days. If I'm not sure, I can't let you rejoice in vain." Bingwen thought about it again and again and decided to ask Xia Chu.
"We look forward to hearing the good news from Mr. Bingwen." Seeing that he relaxed, Huo Tianxiu took a step back and said goodbye.
Bingwen called Sang Yi to see off the guests, and sat on the chair with his eyebrows pinched.
When Su Qian'an saw people leaving, she went upstairs and asked Bingwen curiously: "Another big deal?"
"Indeed, I just don't know if I can eat it." Bingwen said with a headache.
"I've eaten all the food in Prince Hui's Mansion, but you still can't eat this?" Su Qian'an said in surprise.
Bingwen thought about the pile of bones for several years. How could he check this thing? Xia Chu would not be able to return it for a while.
He looked embarrassed and said, "Go down, I'll think about how to write a letter to the young master."
"Hey, I came up just to ask you, when will the young master come back?" Su Qian'an only remembered the purpose of going upstairs after he said that.
"He can't come back for the time being, and he will have to delay for a few more days." Bingwen became even more annoyed when he asked.
"Then ask where he is. Since you're not staying at Wentian Pavilion anyway, I might as well go find the young master." Su Qian'an complained.
"Stop messing around, get down quickly, don't delay me." Bingwen stood up and knocked Su Qian'an down.
Su Qian'an was still mumbling as she went downstairs.
Bingwen was too lazy to listen, so he returned to his chair, spread out rice paper and started writing a letter.
After the letter was given to Bian Hao and sent out, he made a bet in his heart, wondering whether this matter could stump Xia Chu.
It was already dusk on the 16th when Xia Chu, who was far away in Chongqing, received the letter.
He and Raven finished their meal and were watching the sunset in front of the tent.
Xia Chu likes to watch the sunset very much, and she used to take Meng'an to watch it together on the mountain.
Later, when I went down the mountain and returned to the Hou Mansion, I would often practice flying needles in Yunqiyuan and enjoy them alone.
Rather than saying that he likes to see the sunset, it is better to say that he likes to see the clouds at this hour.
When the sunset fades, it will reflect more gorgeous clouds, making the early summer overjoyed.
In the past few days, he had been busy making antidotes for the raven. It was not until he fed the raven yesterday that the effect was better than last time, so he calmed down. Only today did he have the leisure to enjoy the afterglow outside the tent.
I heard from Raven that Han Sa has not been seen in the past few days.
Every time he went to deliver food, he would rush into the tent, put down the lunch box, and leave.
Xia Chu thought that if something big happened in the army, he should leave it to Han Sa himself.
Forget it, go see the one who killed a thousand swords tonight.
You can't let it go on like this forever.
He stood up and patted the dust on his robe, then went into the tent to read the letter.
This sight startled him.
Except for him, probably no one in the world knows about Huo Tianyang.
In his previous life, he had personally examined Huo Tianyang's bones.
This incident was later involved in Xiao Yanjun's later attempt to seize the throne.
Of course he wanted the promise from the Nine Admirals. Originally, he wanted to put this matter aside and deal with it later.
Unexpectedly, Bingwen wanted to build an inn on a whim and dug out Huo Tianyang's bones in advance.
Xia Chu held his forehead and tapped his index finger on the table in deep thought.
After a long time, he spread out the rice paper. When the raven saw that he was finally moving, he began to grind it aside.
Xia Chu wrote three large pieces of paper eloquently, and then reviewed it to make sure nothing was missed before packaging the letter. Then he wrote a letter to each of the Marquis and Xiao Zimu, and handed the letters to the raven.
The raven walked directly to the outside of the tent without saying a word. He glanced at a branch with burning eyes. Bian Ding then dropped down, came gracefully, respectfully received the letter and left.
That attitude was much more respectful than towards Xia Chu.
Xia Chu once saw Bian Ding's humble look and sneered at him: "Master, you don't even dare to come out after being beaten. What's the use of you?"
Bian Ding twitched his lips, looked at the sky, and replied confidently: "I am still a useful homing pigeon."
Xia Chu almost breathed a sigh of relief when he was teased, and he even flew away.
Xia Chu looked at Raven, and Raven looked at him.
How can it be done
Let the raven capture him and beat him
Admit it.
Raise your own pigeons by yourself.
Pamper your own secret guard.
Otherwise, what else could he do? He really couldn't let the raven kill him...
(End of chapter)