"I...I..." Shuanzi's expression suddenly became frightened and emotional.

The illusive flowers in mid-air were swaying unsteadily, as if they were about to be broken free at any moment.

After all, Huahai is not a Taoist technique specifically used to interrogate information, and it is not superior enough in this regard.

This level of use is not enough to continue the interrogation.

But if the intensity is increased, it is likely to turn the embolus into a fool.

Without any grievance or enmity, Jiang Wang would not be so unscrupulous.

He immediately skipped the topic and reassured: "Okay, okay, let's forget about this for now."

The whip is raised lightly, and the horse's hooves clatter.

The wheels are turning.

After a while, when Shuanzi finally calmed down under the influence of Taoism, Jiang Wangcai continued to ask: "Why did the celestite vein here dry up so quickly?"

"I don't know. But the steward said once that it seems to be related to the Xi family."

The Xi family is the family that the Lord of Jiacheng City belongs to, and it is also the target that Jiang Wang wants to know when he comes to the city this time.

In Jiacheng City, no matter what big event happens, it is impossible to bypass the Xi family.

Shuanzi's vague answer coincided with Jiang Wang's guess.

As the steward of Hu's mine, Steward Hu must know something. But if there is really any problem with this mine, Steward Hu himself must be being watched secretly.

It was precisely for this reason that Jiang Wang did not try to use Taoism to guide Guanshi Hu to speak.

Now that I have obtained clues from Shuanzi, it is not all without gain.

And he also remembered a name, Hu Shaomeng.

As the son of Hu You, the pavilion chief of Qingyang Town, what role did Mr. Hu play in what happened in the mine?

A simple mineral vein depletion event, the more detailed you look at it, the less simple it becomes.

Under such clouds and mist, there must be some huge surprise worthy of being covered up like this.

Of course, it could also be a shock.

Jiang Wang casually threw away his Taoist skills.

Shuanzi continued to hold the reins and drive the carriage carefully. Just now he felt as if he was in a daze.

The maid Xiaoxiao was sitting in a corner of the carriage, almost huddled together for fear that she would squeeze Jiang Wang.

The reason why she brought Xiaoxiao with her to Jiacheng this time was entirely at her own request.

Jiang Wang understood her fear of Old Man Ge, so he did not refuse.

Under the influence of Taoism, she didn't hear the conversation between the two at all.

He stared at his embroidered shoes and raised his ears, waiting for Jiang Wang's instructions at any time.

She abides by her duty as a maid.

It's easy to feel pity.

But Jiang Wang had closed his eyes again and entered concentration, continuing his practice.

It's early summer.

A calm carriage drove toward a peaceful city on a deserted official road.
Chapter completed!