It's dawn!

The rising sun in early winter is very bright, but it also has a hint of coldness.

Yang Shouwen strolled among the ruins of Jincheng Post Station, and from time to time saw Min Zhuang walking out carrying his body and placing it outside the post station gate.

In the early morning, he went to Jincheng.

After revealing his identity to the magistrate of Jincheng County, Feng Kuang ordered a hundred people to be strong and followed him to the ruins of the post station again. When they arrived at the post station, the fire had not yet been extinguished. Fortunately, the assassin was mainly targeting Yang Shouwen and his party, so he only burned the yard where Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu lived. Although the other houses were damaged, they were not serious.

"Slow down!"

Two brave men walked over with a body, and Yang Shouwen reached out to stop them.

"Who is this?"

"Ma Yiguan."

Yang Shouwen signaled them to put the body down, lifted the white cloth, revealing a pale face. Yang Shouwen is not unfamiliar with this face, and it is the postman in the inn. Yang Shouwen squatted down and carefully checked the postman's body.

The official's throat was cut open by a sharp blade, and blood soaked the collar of his chest.

Yang Shouwen frowned and observed, and after a moment he covered the post officer's face with white cloth, stood up and waved his hand, signaling Min Zhuang to carry the body away.

On the side, Feng Kuang stood indifferently.

When he saw Yang Shouwen get up, he spoke, "Mr. Yang, what did you see?"

"How long has this Ma Yiguan been here?"

"It's been more than ten years... When the officials took office, he worked in this inn and was always very honest."

"honest?"

Yang Shouwen glanced at Feng Kuang, glanced at the corner of his mouth, and showed a sarcastic smile.

However, he did not say anything, but went straight to the residence of the post officer.

"Lao Ma is an honest man. He is taciturn and doesn't talk much. He rarely goes to the city and lives in the inn. The officials heard that he is a widower. He once had a son who was killed by bandits while traveling outside in his early years. After his wife learned the bad news, she couldn't afford to get sick and passed away soon. After that, he lived alone."

"The county master is very familiar with this horse official."

"Oh... I'm not very familiar with it, but he should naturally have some understanding of his work under my hands."

Feng Kuang's smile was a bit unnatural.

Yang Shouwen nodded and said in a deep voice: "The county magistrate is a good official who cares about his subordinates..."

He said, while looking at the residence of Ma Yiguan.

After a long time, he walked out of the room and said in a deep voice: "Most of the people who attacked me this time are Yaozi. If you don't know the county magistrate, can you have any clues?"

Feng Kuang shook his head and said, "There are many naturalized Hu people around Jincheng.

There are Tubo people, Tuyuhun people, Turks and Qiang people... Although these people have become naturalized, they do not live in the city on weekdays, but maintain their living habits. Xiaguan has not had much contact with them, so they do not recognize the origin of these assassins. If the angel is interested, Xiaguan can find the Hu leaders around him, and there may be clues."

"Oh, that's not necessary."

Yang Shouwen thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "I am secretly ordered by the saint and the prince, and I cannot delay it for too long.

When the Heyuan army arrives, I will set off for Luoyang... It is better to do this. Let the county master investigate this matter. If there is any clue, you can send someone to the Gods to tell me, or report it to the Tang Governor."

"this……"

Feng Kuang's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously raised his head and looked at Yang Shouwen.

He found that Yang Shouwen did not pay attention to him, but instead focused his eyes on the ruins, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Why, the county magistrate is unwilling to take over this case?"

"Where, where..." Feng Kuang waved his hand quickly and said in a deep voice: "It is the fault of the angel who encountered an attack in Jincheng. Even if the angel is not told about this, the gang will investigate the matter to the end and will never let the thief who attacked the angel go."

"So, I'll feel relieved."

Yang Shouwen said: "I haven't closed my eyes all night, and I'm tired now, so I want to go back to the county government to take a rest. Then I'll leave it to the county magistrate."

“That’s nature, that’s nature.”

Feng Kuang nodded repeatedly, and found Yongzhuang to escort Yang Shouwen away.

Until Yang Shouwen's back disappeared, Feng Kuang's face suddenly became gloomy and his eyes flashed, as if he was thinking.

He ordered the three yamen runners to continue the investigation, and then he got on his horse and headed straight for Jincheng County.

After returning to the county town, he did not return to the county government immediately, but stopped in front of a dilapidated City God Temple in the county town.

He walked into the City God Temple and looked left and right.

After confirming that there was no one, he took out a sachet from his waist, stuffed it under the base of the statue of the City God, and then hurriedly left...

"The magistrate of Jincheng County, there is definitely a problem."

After Yang Shouwen returned to the county government, he immediately found Mingxiu.

"I can be sure that we were attacked last night and he must have participated.

Moreover, the post officer should know the murderer... The murderer is very good, and his knife is very fast... The post officer was cut open by the other party face to face, and he was probably silenced by the other party. Silang, have you found out anything?"

Mingxiu said in a deep voice: "Our county magistrate's wife left Jincheng with her children at dawn.

Obviously, he also noticed the danger, so he let his wife and children leave. But he didn't expect that we were attacked, so when we first met us, he seemed very frightened and nervous... Qingzhi, do you want it..."

Mingxiu made a gesture, meaning whether to take down Feng Kuan.

Yang Shouwen thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, continue to stare at him.

I have a premonition that he would contact the assassin. If this happens, he always wants to find a way out for himself.

When I was in the inn just now, I told him to ask him to investigate the matter.

I believe he will feel pressure and will discuss with the other party. From now on, we will stare at him and wait for the arrival of Heyuan Army."

Speaking of this, Yang Shouwen smiled bitterly and said, "It is not easy for us to move him."

Mingxiu thought about it and agreed with Yang Shouwen's opinion.

In any case, Feng Kuang is the magistrate of Jincheng County. The Jincheng is afraid that he will be the main one and obey Feng Kuang's orders. After all, he and Yang Shouwen are outsiders and have no power in their hands. If you take action rashly, it will likely make Feng Kuang jump to the wall.

Waiting, they seem to have only the time to wait...

Feng Kuang seemed very calm and everything was normal.

During lunch, he specially invited Yang Shouwen and others to the banquet. At the banquet, he even expressed his admiration for Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen was also very polite, chatting and laughing with Feng Kuang, as if he had already left the stabbing behind.

This banquet lasted for two hours.

Yang Shouwen was a little drunk and said goodbye and went back to the room to rest.

The sky gradually darkened.

Yang Shouwen's house was always pitch black and he still seemed to have not woken up.
Chapter completed!