Wen Che looked worried.
His fingers inadvertently picked up a black chess piece on the table and said, "I won't hide it from you. I came here to find my younger brother, Wen Yu."
"Why is General Wen's younger brother here?"
"From your question, does that mean that Wen Yu has never come to your yamen?"
The magistrate thought about it carefully and was afraid that he had forgotten because he was old and muddle-headed.
But after thinking for a while, he still couldn't remember.
He said, "He really hasn't come here."
Wen Che became even more worried.
His expression also became more serious.
Could it be …
Did something really happen to Wen Yu?
The magistrate sensed that something was wrong and asked, "General Wen, did something happen?" Wen Che was silent for a moment and said, "Perhaps Lord Li hasn't received news from the court. Three months ago, the emperor ordered King Jing An, who was buried in Lingtang County, to be brought back to Yan Jing and buried in the imperial mausoleum. The one who received the order was my younger brother, Wen Yu.
It has been three months since he left Yan Jing, but there has been no news. However, there has been no news for a long time, and we will definitely pass by Jiahe Town on our way to Lingtang County, so I quickly whipped my horse to rush here. I want to ask if Lord Li has any news of Wen Yu? "
"I won't hide it from you, General Wen. I don't know anything about Lord Wen."
"Did he really not come to the yamen?"
"No, if he did, he would have told you."
He didn't have the guts to do so!
"Then where did he go?" Wen Che became more and more worried.
He had been asking around all the way from Yan Jing to here.
There was no news of Wen Yu.
All kinds of bad premonitions gathered in his heart.
The magistrate pondered and asked, "King Jing An has been buried in Lingtang County for more than ten years, right? Why did the emperor suddenly allow him to be buried in the imperial mausoleum? "
The sky was high and the emperor was far away!
Naturally, he wasn't well-informed.
The major decisions made by the imperial court in Yan Jing would usually be copied by the Ministry of Revenue and sent to the various prefectures.
However, Jiahe Town was a small town and was located in a remote area, so the records were probably not sent!
Wen Che couldn't answer the magistrate's question, "This is the emperor's decision, I can't guess."
"Of course, of course." Wen Che said, "Official Li, although I brought a lot of people with me this time, none of them have any experience in venturing deep into the desert. Wen Yu was responsible for welcoming Prince Jing An, but there has been no news from him for a long time. I am worried that something might have happened to him in the desert.
I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to find some experienced people to search the Nansai Desert. "
The magistrate had a great sense of mission. "That's only natural. General Wen, you can rest assured. I'll immediately send someone to take care of this matter. We'll definitely find that Lord Wen."
"I'll have to trouble you then."
"Of course!"
Wen Che placed a black chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard, propped himself up, and said, "I'm staying at Longxiang Tavern. If Lord Li has any news, please inform me."
"Yes."
"Also, this matter should not be publicized, lest it falls into the ears of those with ulterior motives."
"Of course I understand. General Wen can rest assured."
"Then I shall not disturb Lord Li any further. Farewell."
Wen Che turned around and walked out of the pavilion, bringing several days with him.
Magistrate Liu wanted to send them off. But after taking two steps, he realized that he couldn't catch up with the young man's pace at all.
He could only give up.
Then, he hurriedly called for someone and ordered, "Go find a few dozen people who come and go from the Nansai Desert all year round. Tell them to quickly prepare and go to Lingtang County to find a person named Wen Yu."
"Yes."
He hurriedly went to carry out the task!
This was the first time Jiahe yamen received a task related to the imperial court.
Therefore, the magistrate was very attentive.
He thought that if he could handle this matter well, perhaps the imperial court would pay more attention to Jiahe Town, and then there would be officials willing to work here.
Then, he, the magistrate, would be able to retire in peace.
Playing chess all day long, that was life!
After Wen Che brought several days out of the yamen, they returned to the tavern.
Several days asked, "Young master, did something really happen to the second young master?"
"I'm just afraid."
"But it's also strange. The second young master's martial arts are excellent, and the people he brought to pick up Prince Jing An are all experts. They're also very familiar with the Nansai Desert, so it's impossible for him to encounter a storm in the desert!"
Wen Che's brows tightened, and his footsteps stopped. He said, "I'm afraid that it's not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster."
"A man-made disaster? Young master, are you trying to say? "
"In Yan Jing, there are many pairs of eyes staring at the Wen family, especially … the Su family."
"Could it be … the disappearance of the second young master is related to the Su family?"
"It's highly possible!"
"Then …"
Before several days could finish his words, Wen Che raised his hand and interrupted him. "Don't speculate about this matter. Wait until we find Wen Yu first."
"Yes."
The two returned to the tavern.
…
Although this Jiahe yamen was a small yamen, it was very efficient.
In less than two hours, they had already gathered people.
They went deep into the desert to find a person named Wen Yu.
Unknowingly …
That Wen Yu had already left the desert!
Late at night, outside Jiahe Town.
A horse carriage was slowly moving forward.
The horse carriage was very small, and it was a bit shabby. Only three people could squeeze inside.
There was a lantern hanging on the carriage, and it was swaying.
It looked very strange as it walked through the forest.
It was like a ghost carriage.
Suddenly …
"I still want to eat. Brother, give me some more."
A voice broke this strange and frightening night.
Eighty and Luo Yang were sitting at the front of the carriage.
Eighty was holding a rope in one hand and a long bamboo stick in the other, driving the carriage.
And Luo Yang was leisurely leaning on the side, eating a steamed bun.
From time to time, he would stuff some into Eighty's mouth.
"Brother, it's not enough. Give me some more, I'm starving."
"Here, open your mouth."
Eighty's mouth was wide open, and Luo Yang stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth.
The two ate with relish.
"Drive the carriage properly, don't go astray," Luo Yang said.
"Don't worry brother, I don't know anything, but I'm the best at driving."
"You're good at it."
"Hahaha." Eighty giggled.
He laughed without a care in the world.
Although the journey was very arduous, Little Eighth was always smiling.
It was very interesting!
Like Li Chuan and Ji Yunshu, they walked in the desert for half a month before coming out.
Once they were out of the desert, they immediately sold the three camels they had stolen and used the money to exchange for this broken carriage.
Although it was small, it was very practical.
The mountain road was very smooth.
After Luo Yang was full, he rubbed his stomach and said, "Jiahe Town is up ahead, right?"
Eighty nodded. "Yes, we'll be there in another two hours. Brother, if you're tired, you should rest."
"I've slept for a whole day, I'm not tired."
He was very awake!
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