Chapter 828

the second day.

The Ministry of household confirmed the name of the last skeleton - Zhao Hao!

The Minister of household hurried to Zhuxi garden for the first time.

Report! "The missing man was a cook in the imperial palace. He was 41 years old when he died. His ancestral home was in nanshaui County in the West. He had an old mother, a brother and a sister. He was sold to the capital because of his poor family. Later, he became a chef in the Imperial Palace. It is said that the imperial Duke loved his pearl balls and some often came to the palace The people who deliver vegetables say that he is very nice and honest. Now it is determined that he is the missing person. After calculation, he should be... In his fifties. Inform all governments and states at that time, as long as the person is not dead,

It shouldn't be difficult. "

detailed description.

Jingrong looked at the information about Zhao Hao sent to him by the Ministry of household and looked at it again.

Close it gently!

Frown.

After all these years, he thought he must be very excited when he learned who the missing person was.

But not.

On the contrary, like Ji Yunshu, he is more nervous!

The tension oppressed his nerves.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, the Chamberlain of the Ministry of household asked, "Lord? What do you mean?" He took a deep breath and thought for a moment before he ordered, "go find some people who know Zhao Hao, according to their description, and then ask Lord Ji to draw the portrait, and then ask some painters to copy the portrait and distribute it to all governments and states. Remember, don't post the portrait everywhere, because the case is really serious

It's not clear. If Zhao Hao really knew the truth about the arson, the murderer would probably be against him. Therefore, we must not make too much publicity. It's better to... Investigate secretly. "

"Yes."

"Also, if you find that person, you must protect it and bring it immediately."

"I know." The Chamberlain of the Ministry of household was worried and said, "well... What if he died after escaping from the imperial palace?"

Yeah!

What if someone died long ago?

And this point, Jing Rong is not without consideration.

He said, "in those years, since he could escape from the Imperial Palace, even if he really died later, he will leave some clues. No matter what, he needs to see people alive and corpses dead. Even if there is a pile of white bones left, he will bring them to the king."

"I see."

After answering, the Chamberlain of the Ministry of household went to work.

Soon, the Ministry of household found several people who knew Zhao Hao. They were vegetable farmers who went to the imperial palace to send vegetables to Zhao Hao, but their descriptions were very different because of the long past.

Ji Yunshu picked up his pen and didn't write for a long time.

I didn't write until I asked them one by one.

About half an hour later, Zhao Hao's portrait was finally painted,

Those people were very surprised when they saw it.

"Yes, this man is Qin Hao."

"It's exactly the same."

"It's really the same as when I saw him fifteen years ago. They haven't grown old."

Ji Yunshu: "

You saw him fifteen years ago. Of course, what you painted was his appearance fifteen years ago. Naturally, he didn't get old.

When she sorted out the portrait and handed it to the Ministry of household, she also specially explained: "fifteen years have passed, and the portrait may be different from his present appearance. When explaining to each government and state, we should also clarify this point and be careful."

The people in the household department took down her words firmly.

Before long, many portraits were copied and began to be distributed to all governments and states.

Meanwhile, a message came from outside Beijing.

All the mountain bandits in Changhe, Shaanxi have been arrested and have been put in prison waiting for the will of the Ministry of punishment.

Chaozhong immediately burst the pot.

The sick king lived in the deep palace for a long time. Unexpectedly, he really caught those cunning mountain thieves!

Although there are doubts in everyone's heart, the facts are indeed in front of us.

Now that the virtuous king has done meritorious deeds, the emperor will certainly reward him. It is estimated that before long, those wall leaders will start to turn against the wind.

Outside the capital!

A group of soldiers and horses walked forward against the heavy snow. Due to the rugged mountain road and the heavy wind and snow, the journey of the chariot and horse team was delayed. In the carriage, Jing Xian was wearing a thick cloak and holding a stove in his hand, but despite this, his hands were still cold. He had a cage in his hand. There was a piece of cloth outside the cage, and there were still the three pigeons inside. He took them with him from leaving the Palace to leaving Beijing, unknown people

Occasionally I asked him a few words, and his answer was always the same. They all said that they had lived in the deep palace for many years. Thanks to the company of these pigeons, they often took them with them.

Over time, some people said he was lonely!

He's a freak!

Fuck your sister, who doesn't have a pet yet!

Liu Qingping of Jinjiang also keeps a bird in a pavilion!

The cold wind lifted the curtain of the car, and a few grains of white snow outside blew in. It turned on his face for a long time. He reached out his hand and brushed it. His fingertips ran cold and shook his whole body.

Suddenly——

The carriage stopped.

The bodyguard outside said, "Lord, a big tree fell in front of us. We have to wait."

He gave a "um" and lifted the curtain.

At this time, in the mountains, the surrounding trees stood, and the leaves and treetops were pressed down by the heavy snow by half a foot.

The heavy snow continued, blocking people's sight.

He looked forward and vaguely saw a tree falling in front of the chariot and horse team, lying on the ground, and everyone was cleaning up.

He asked, "where is this now?"

"Qishan."

"When can I get to the capital?"

"According to the itinerary, five days later."

Jingxian was silent for a moment, looked up at the sky, and suddenly stood up and got off his horse!

The bodyguard said quickly, "Lord, it's cold outside. You'd better sit in the carriage."

But he's gone down.

"No problem."

Feet on the snow, soft, very comfortable.

The horseman quickly put an umbrella on his head.

"I never thought... The snow was so beautiful!" He felt it.

The attendant wondered and asked, "haven't you seen snow?"

"Yes."

"Aren't all snowy days the same?" "Different." He denied, looked up at the falling snowflakes, his eyes were light and heavy, with a kind of sadness, and then said, "the snow is different in different days and places. In the Imperial Palace, the red walls and green tiles can only be seen in the sky above his head, so he often

The snow seen in was cold, but what you saw outside the palace was a kind of beauty. "

It's very quiet!

The attendants around didn't listen very clearly.

He stretched out his hand to pick up a few. The snowflakes fell in the palm of his hand and were fluttered by the cold wind. Like several naughty children, he didn't feel cold at all. He stood in place, wrapped his cloak and stared at the heavy snow in front of him.

After two columns of incense, the big tree in front was cleared away.

The bodyguard said, "Lord, you can go."

"Wait."

"But..."

"Wait." He didn't give up leaving. The beautiful scenery came into his eyes, as if his heart was gradually washed clean.