Huang Wanping, a horse official with rich horse-raising experience in the Imperial Horse House, and Huang Jin, the young minister of Taipu Temple, were invited by Jiang Bao to the Jiang Mansion. Jiang Erye invited them to the stables of Ren Mansion to check Desheng's injuries. After settling down Huang Wanping and sending Huang Jin away, Zhou Qiwu arrived.

When he learned that Wansui wanted the prefect to investigate the origin of the corpse in the Right Yulin Guard, Jiang Erye knew that Wansui also believed that these people were not Khitan spies.

Zhou Qiwu asked, "Long live the order, let the prefect and the three other adults find out the matter within 20 days. Sir, do you think, will the subordinate mention An Zheng's affairs to Lord Zhang?"

Mr. Jiang thought for a moment before saying, "Have you mentioned this to your brother?"

"I mentioned it, my brother said that the officials should follow your arrangements." Zhou Qiwu replied.

Zhou Qiwu's brother Zhou Qiwen works in Jingzhao Mansion and is Zhang Wenjiang's confidant aide. Since he said that, Mr. Jiang Er said, "If An Zheng does not take the initiative to jump out tomorrow, you go to Jingzhao Mansion to meet Lord Zhang and make this clear."

"Yes." Zhou Qiwu received the order, "Sir, before this, will the subordinate official lead someone to investigate An Zheng's whereabouts?"

Zhou Qiwu was a county magistrate in Quanzhou, so he was very concerned about the affairs of these refugees. Mr. Jiang no longer stopped him, "Yes, but you can only visit secretly."

"The lower official understands." Zhou Qiwu left.

Mr. Jiang and Uncle Qiu sighed, "Long live, let the prefect investigate the case for twenty days, but let the prefect recover from the injury in the mansion for twenty days. When the prefect meets the prefect next month, he will inevitably scold him."

Uncle Qiu smiled and said, "The prefect will not scold you, but will praise you."

"Why?" Mr. Jiang turned to look at Uncle Xiang Qiu. Seeing the two scars on his face, he said again, "When Guan Shuyu treats me, let him treat the wound on your face together, right?"

"Thank you, Master Second, but I am used to it and don't want to remove it." Uncle Qiu said and continued, "Mr. Zhou Qiwu has been looking for An Zheng, and I know his whereabouts."

Mr. Jiang stood up immediately, "How do you know?"

Uncle Qiu said, "The people killed by Lang Chao are from Waipanshan Village, Jiuquan County, Suzhou. An Zheng is the village. Because Jiuquan suffered a drought, local officials did not pay for disaster relief grain, but instead demanded rent of grain and labor. An Zheng was forced to take the villagers of the village into the mountains to hide. After consultation with the whole village, he decided to move the village to the nearest capital Kang'an to make a living."

Because Kang'an is the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, at the foot of the emperor. The villagers unanimously agreed that the officials here dare not act recklessly. After they came here, they could have food and clothing and enjoy peace. It was with this belief that everyone crossed mountains and rivers and arrived outside Kang'an City several months later. Zheng'an Zheng changed his body, his clothes and went to the city to find out how to make a living. When the villagers were resting outside the city and waiting for news, they fell into Lang Chao's hands.

Uncle Qiu continued, "After Lang Chao killed them and claimed military merits, An Zheng hid in the city for a few days and thought that Erye, you can avenge the villagers of Panshan Village. Then he arrived in Xicheng and I stopped him."

Mr. Jiang looked at the bright spring scenery outside the door in a daze, and after a while, he said, "Uncle Qiu."

"Second Master, you said."

Mr. Jiang ordered, "Let him go to Jingzhao Mansion to find Lord Zhang tomorrow, and he said that he felt that Lord Zhang could help the villagers to seek justice, and there is no need to mention other matters."

After Uncle Qiu went out to arrange the matter, Mr. Jiang Er lay on the table without hesitation, speechless and lost his mind. Jiang Houer stepped forward and advised, "You are the commander of Xicheng and not the parents of Jiuquan. You are not in charge of Quanzhou and the Right Yulin Guard."

Mr. Jiang responded, still unable to get angry. Jiang Houer thought about it, then stepped out and invited Jiang Liu. Mr. Jiang asked his daughter, "Do you know about An Zheng?"

Jiang Liu shook his head, "Uncle Qiu has never mentioned it to his daughter."

This world is probably more chaotic than he could have thought. Mr. Jiang sighed and stood up and said, "Let's go, let's take Liulang with you and see."

Jiang Liu followed his father and looked up at him. He always felt a little uneasy in his heart, "Dad..."

Seeing that his daughter's beautiful little face was full of worry, Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "Dad is fine, it's okay."

You are not looking good. Jiang Liu's eyes turned and he had an idea, "Dad, there are wild vegetables growing in our garden. In the morning, my grandmother said she would dig dumplings for you to make wild vegetables. After we finished watching, let's dig wild vegetables with my grandmother, right?"

Mr. Jiang Er was indeed interested, "Okay, let's have a spring banquet tonight to celebrate your uncle's entry into the Hanlin Courtyard. In addition to the dumplings filled with wild vegetables, add a few more fashionable dishes."

"Scrambled eggs from Chinese toon!" Jiang Liu said immediately.

"Chinese toon, spring bamboo shoots, and spring leeks are indispensable. In addition to digging wild vegetables, the elm seeds in the garden are also cooked. I have to buy a few of the most plump mandarin fish in spring. I have to pick some pear blossoms from Xuanduguan to make pear blossoms and tofu. Tea ears are not easy to find, but they are also delicious foods that cannot be missed. I remember that there is an oil tea garden in Zizhu Temple, which I can find..."

Mr. Jiang Er talked endlessly about what to eat in spring, and Jiang Liu drooled. Then, under the mobilization of Mr. Jiang Er, the Jiang family rushed out of the mansion and looked for ingredients for the spring banquet. The fashionable spring food was served at the table at night, which shocked Mrs. Zheng. The prosperity and wealth of Kang'an City was not only in the market, but also at the dining table of Kang'an. This preciousness is not in the price, but in the willingness to spend time studying food.

Looking at her daughter who was satisfied with eating, Mrs. Zheng felt that marrying her to Kang'an might not be a bad thing.

Just as the Jiang family was having a happy spring banquet, An Zheng kowtowed three times to Uncle Qiu, turned around and stepped into the night resolutely.

In the Qin Mansion, Qin Tianye was listening to his aides’ suggestions.

Tao Xu said, "Zhang Wenjiang and Jing Jiliang are not a problem, and Du Hai'an and Li Zengkui are the key figures in this case."

Lai Fangping said, "Du Hai'an is an old loach, he will definitely not stand up. Now, the most important thing is to curb Li Zengkui. Prime Minister, Li Zengkui is a dog raised by Huang Tong. The most important thing at the moment is to make Lang Chao shut up and use Huang Tong to suppress Li Zengkui."

Qin Tianye lowered his eyes and listened for a long time before he slowly said, "Let Lang Chao shut up, and if necessary, let him commit suicide and apologize, and he will be punished."

"Yes." The staff responded in unison.

"Li Zengkui is no longer a dog of Huang Tong," someone's wings were hard, and he wanted to shake him away and flew away by himself. He really thought that it was calm outside. He could soar into the sky after rushing out. If he lost himself, he really thought that relying on his ability, he would suppress the border of Jiuzhou? Qin Tianye sneered and ordered, "Send a letter to pay and send a letter to pay. If he can't clean Suzhou, I will send someone to sweep it."

Zhang Wenjiang, who was not taken seriously by Qin Tianye and others, was in Jingzhao Mansion at this time. After listening to the conclusion of the coroner's body check, he learned that among the 89 dead, there were all elderly, weak, women and children, the youngest was only two or three years old. Because they were buried alive until death, they couldn't help but curse, "Lang Chao, a beast, is not enough to vent public anger if he doesn't cut him into pieces!"

Zhao Min hurried in and bowed, "Sir, someone from outside the mansion came to beat the drums, saying that he knew the origin of everyone killed by Lang Chao."
Chapter completed!