Yang Fan had already been here several times and had looked through many official letters from the second year of Yongshuo. He had yet to find any useful clues, but he had learned a great deal of information unknown to the common people. For example, he had obtained some information on the Plum Blossom Guards from here.
This place was filled with old official letters. Normally, no one would come here. Both the bookshelves and the documents were covered in a thick layer of dust. Yang Fan found a candle and flint he had left behind in a corner. After moving to several bookshelves, he struck the flint, lit the candle, and placed it on the document rack.
The dim light was blocked by the layers of bookshelves, so no one outside noticed it.
Yang Fan found the place where he had made his mark last time, took out an official letter, and carefully read it.
"In the second year of Yongchun, the Eastern Turks Gu Dulu rebuilt the Khaganate. Just as the Khaganate was established, he attacked Dingzhou. King Huo, Li Yuanguo, repelled him …"
After reading the entire document, Yang Fan gently shook his head and put it back. He then took out the next one. "Gu Dulu attacked Gui Zhou, besieged the Chanyu Protectorate, and killed Master Sima Zhang. Governor Wang Liben of Victory Province and Governor Li Chongyi of Summer Province split up to save him … "
"Gu Dulu attacked Yuzhou, killed Provincial Governor Li Sijian, and captured Governor Cui Zhibian of Feng Province …"
"Gu Dulu attacked Lan Province, and Deputy General Yang Xuanji drove him away …"
In this year, the Turkic King Gu Dulu had undoubtedly been an important protagonist. So many of the documents in the Ministry of War were about him. Yang Fan's brows were tightly furrowed, but he did not dare to jump to any random spot check. What he was doing was a patient job of peeling silk from cocoons, and there was no room for carelessness. Who knew if there were any clues related to what he was looking for under this topic?
After reading through one document after another, he took out another. This one was about the death of the famous Tang dynasty general Xue Rengui, and the Ministry of War's request for a pension. After carefully reading the entire text, he put it back and took out another copy. Yang Fan read each one carefully. He did not know how many copies he had read. When he took out another copy, it was about Empress Wu moving the dethroned Crown Prince Li Xian to forbidden Bazhou. After carefully skimming through it, a line of striking handwriting leaped into his eyes.
"Have the Dragonmight Army escort him."
Yang Fan's heart began to pound anxiously. So far, he had looked through no less than three hundred official letters, and this was the only one that mentioned the Longwu army's departure from the capital. But Bazhou was in the middle of Sichuan, and the group of people he wanted to investigate appeared in Shaozhou of Lingnan. It was really the complete opposite. Was there any connection between the two?
Yang Fan pondered for a long time, then carefully tore off the page and put it in his pocket. It was already too late, so he could only investigate until here. Otherwise, he would not be able to leave safely once the sky brightened.
Yang Fan returned the official letters to their original positions, blew out the candles, and stuffed them back into their original hiding places. He then quietly left the Ministry of War's storeroom.
…
In the early morning, with a squeak, the back door opened, and Tin Aino walked in confidently. Yang Fan had already gotten up. The two looked at each other. Yang Fan's clothes were still wrinkled, but Tin Aino's clothes were very neat, and even the corners of his clothes were not rolled up at all.
Yang Fan did not believe that she, who only had one set of clothes, would dare to take off her clothes to sleep at night, so he was very curious about how she kept her clothes so neat.
"Morning, do you want to brush your teeth?"
This was the only thing that Yang Fan could take out to entertain guests. Tin Aino thought of the toothbrush that had lost its hair, which Yang Fan had praised endlessly, and could not help but show a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Here!"
Yang Fan handed over a brand new toothbrush, and the two still walked to the courtyard. Under the morning light, in the sound of bells and drums, they brushed their teeth. This feeling of being together was very strange, but Yang Fan could not tell what kind of feeling it was.
After they brushed their teeth clean, the toothbrush was also scrapped. The toothbrush was a little rough, causing the gums to bleed a little. Yang Fan rinsed his mouth, and grinned, revealing his dazzling white teeth. He said with a smile, "I'll go open the shop, and bring you a bowl of Pasta on the way."
"Okay!"
Yang Fan nodded, turned around, and walked out.
"Hey!"
Yang Fan turned around, and saw Tin Aino standing in the sun, and said with a faint smile, "Did you win last night?"
"What? Oh! Uh … "
Yang Fan laughed dryly. Tin Aino shook her head, raised her hand, and threw something out. An arc of golden light streaked through the air, and Yang Fan reached out to catch it. It was a golden hairpin. He looked up at Tin Aino again, and she had already gone back to her room. Yang Fan let out a sigh, opened the door, and walked away.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! "
Yang Fan and Maqiao yawned at the same time with their mouths wide open. As soon as the door opened, they were knocked around by people who were anxious to get out. When the two stood up, they looked at each other, and said in unison, "Why do you look like you haven't woken up yet?" Then they yawned at the same time, and said in unison, "It was cold last night, and I didn't sleep well."
The two were startled at the same time, and Yang Fan said guiltily, "I'm going to eat noodles, do you want to join me?"
Maqiao said guiltily, "No, I'm going home to eat with Mother."
The two took three steps each, and stopped at the same time, as if they wanted to say something, but stopped.
Yang Fan said, "Brother Qiao, I'm going out in the afternoon. If there are any errands in the workshop, please help me deal with them."
Maqiao asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
Yang Fan said, "The bedding at home is full of holes, and I'm thinking of buying a new set."
Maqiao said, "Unfortunately, I'm going out too. A few days ago, Mother made some toothbrushes, and the shopkeepers in Tuonan City are helping to sell them. I'm going to see how the sales are going, and collect the money."
Maqiao scratched his head, and said, "If that's the case, let's go together. Anyway, there aren't any big events in the workshop, and I'll ask Marquis Wu to help look after it. "
"That's fine."
Yang Fan bit the bullet and agreed, but he was hesitating. He is a bachelor, and if he suddenly starts to buy cloth, firewood, and rice, it will provoke Maqiao to ask for the reason. But it is not convenient for him to refuse, and he can only play it by ear.
When they reached the Pasta stall, Yang Fan ordered two bowls of noodle soup. Jiang Xuning asked curiously, "Xiao Fan, how can you eat so much these two days?"
Yang Fan was afraid that she would be suspicious, and he told her the lie he told Su Fangzheng yesterday, and said that Maqiao has a cold stomach, and needs some noodle soup to warm his stomach. Jiang Xuning said worriedly, "He's so old, and he still doesn't know how to take care of himself. Is it serious? Should we get a doctor to take a look, and don't let anything happen to him. "
Yang Fan said, "Hey, don't worry, his body is as strong as a bull. He still wants to go shopping with me in Nan City in the afternoon, what do you think? "
"You are going to Nan City in the afternoon?"
Pasta said excitedly, "That's great, I want to go to Nan City in the afternoon, and buy some jewelry. Let's go together."
When Yang Fan heard this, he can't help but complain. As the saying goes, don't lie, once you come up with a lie, you have to cover it up with countless lies. Jiang Xuning and Ma Liuer were childhood sweethearts, they were childhood friends. If they went together, along the way Jiang Xuning would inevitably ask about Ma Qiao's stomach condition. Jiang Xuning had no choice but to go to Ma Qiao's house first to warn him, so that he wouldn't let Ning Jiejie know.
After breakfast, Yang Fan brought another bowl of Pasta home to give to Tin Aino, and then hurried to Maqiao's house. Ma Qiao's mother had already finished her breakfast, but Ma Qiao was a big eater. He had already filled his third bowl of porridge and was still slurping away.
"Good morning, Aunty Liu."
When Yang Fan saw Maqiao's mother, he pretended to be a good boy, and greeted her politely.
Aunty Liu quite liked Yang Fan. This child was pleasing to the eye, and she could tell that he was a well-behaved person. Of course, if he could play with her son as a friend, how could his character be bad?
Aunty Liu smiled and said, "Good morning, have you had breakfast? If you haven't, you can eat with Qiao 'er."
"Thank you, Aunty, I have eaten. You go ahead, I'll talk to Epsilon Majoris."
"Two half-grown children. What else do they have to say? Really."
Aunty Liu said reproachfully, picked up a dustpan of bristles, and walked into the courtyard, but suddenly stopped and asked, "Oh right, Xiao Fan, is the toothbrush I gave you good?"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "It's good, it's good. Ever since I used the toothbrush made by Aunty, I don't know where the loofah in my house went."
Aunty Liu smiled happily, "That's good, you guys talk."
Seeing that she had gone out, Yang Fan quickly went to Maqiao's side, sat cross-legged, and whispered, "Brother Qiao, aren't we going to Nan City together in the afternoon?"
Epsilon Majoris chewed on the salted radish, blinked his eyes, and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"It's like this …"
Yang Fan coughed twice, rubbed his nose, and said, "I've been buying two bowls of noodles from Sister Ning for the past two days."
Epsilon Majoris said, "Two bowls? Not much, I eat at least three bowls a meal, what's wrong? "
Yang Fan laughed dryly, "Maybe I'm still growing, so my appetite suddenly increased. It's embarrassing, so I didn't tell Sister Ning that I was eating by myself. I told her that your stomach is a little cold, so you need some Pasta soup to warm your stomach. She's going to Nan City with us in the afternoon, so don't let it slip in front of her."
Maqiao chewed on the radish, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "That's not right, we've been brothers for a long time, you must be hiding something from me. Tell me, what's going on?"
Yang Fan said, "Why would I hide it from you? If it's really like this, you can't let it slip."
Maqiao swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and said, "Don't talk nonsense with me, do you think I'm stupid? Tell me honestly, what's going on?"
At this time, Maqiao's mother spoke from the courtyard, "Xiao Fan, you and Qiao 'er played cards until late last night. It's too late. This month, you two should be on duty, so you have to open the door early in the morning. It's not good to sleep too late every day. It's okay to play cards, I'm not against you guys playing, but you can't be late or late … "
"Huh? Playing cards? "
Yang Fan looked at Maqiao, puzzled, and slowly raised his eyebrows.
Maqiao choked for a moment, then immediately puffed out his chest and said, "We're like brothers from the same mother. With such a friendship, what can't I take care of for you? Didn't you say that my stomach is cold, so I bought noodles to eat? It's a small matter, don't worry, I'll take care of Xiao Ning. "
Yang Fan looked at Maqiao playfully, and chuckled.
Maqiao snorted twice, and guiltily raised the big bowl, "Hoo hoo hoo hoo …"
Like a pig in a trough, his big face was buried in the bowl.
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