Chapter 552: The Lack of Dudu.

Because of the urgency of time, Bao Zheng, Duan Suxing, Hua Lang and others rushed to the capital Dali overnight.

The late spring night is quiet, and the wind blows softly, so it's nice to travel in such a night.

When they came to Dali, the city gate was already closed, but because Duan Suxing was the prince, the people guarding the city gate still opened the door, seeing Dali like this, Bao Zheng couldn't help but sigh, if it was in the Great Song Dynasty, this would never be allowed.

In fact, Bao Zheng also knew that the so-called allowing of the Great Song Dynasty was only on the surface, and secretly there were rich, powerful and powerful people who could still enter the city even if the city gate was closed.

They entered the capital and went directly to the shop where Xu Yun's travelogue was printed, at this time there were soldiers guarding outside the store, and the shopkeeper was detained in the house.

After everyone sat down in the bright room, Duan Suxing asked the shopkeeper to come over, the owner here is a middle-aged man in his forties, although he has a bit of scholarly temperament, but at this time it seems that this temperament has been exhausted, after all, if a scholar starts a business, the temperament of a scholar will disappear sooner or later.

At this time, the shopkeeper didn't seem to know what crime he had committed, he kept begging for mercy after kneeling, but Duan Suxing ignored him at all, Duan Suxing glanced at Hua Lang, meaning that you asked, Hua Lang understood, and then asked: "I heard that your store published a travelogue codex today?" ”

The shopkeeper nodded again and again, and said, "It hasn't been published yet, publishing is extremely time-consuming, we just developed a sample this afternoon, and just brought it to the store for customers to enjoy, and I was arrested by you." ”

As soon as the shop owner said this, Hua Lang suddenly felt reasonable, printing there is such an easy thing, Xu Yun was killed only two days, and I am afraid that even typesetting will be a problem within two days.

After knowing this, Hua Lang bowed slightly, and then asked, "Who gave you that travelogue?" ”

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I don't know what to do, this morning, a stranger came to my shop and showed me this, I saw that this travelogue was extremely detailed, and the writing was good, thinking that publishing might be able to make money, so I sold the copyright, and it cost me a hundred taels of silver, and the man took the money and left, and he didn't even say who wrote the book, but it doesn't matter, since he didn't say it, I just gave a pen name to it." ”

"Can you remember the person who sent the codex?"

"Remember, the man had a white face, a beard, and hair on his forehead, which almost blocked half of his face."

After listening to the words of the shop owner, the interest of Hua Lang and the others was immediately shocked, because this matter could not be more obvious, the person who dresses up like this must have made up makeup, and if you look for that person like this, I am afraid it will not be possible.

At this time, a soldier brought a sample of Xu Yun's travelogue in the store, and Hua Lang took it and read it carefully, and found that the places recorded on it did have a reason to visit, and the writing used to describe those beautiful scenery was also excellent, this was indeed a very good travel book, but when Hua Lang turned to the back of the book, he did not find any records related to Butterfly Spring and Giethoorn Village.

After discovering this problem, Hua Lang looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "Xu Yun's travelogue codex is only that, and you didn't delete it without authorization?" ”

The shopkeeper shook his head again and again: "I haven't been to many places on it, and I dare to delete them without authorization, and they are all typeset and printed according to the samples sent by the man." ”

"Is the sample still there?"

"Yes, yes, I'll bring it to you."

Not long after, the shopkeeper came with a codex, Hua Lang took the codex and took a closer look, but found traces of being torn after the most Lu, when Hua Lang found this, handed the codex to Bao Zheng, Bao Zheng handed it to Duan Suxing after reading it, after everyone read it, Duan Suxing asked: "It's just torn off a few pages, there should be nothing, maybe the murderer thinks that the last few pages are not very good, if you bring it, it may not sell at a good price." ”

But Hua Lang didn't agree with what Duan Suxing said, he shook his head and said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I'm afraid things are not so simple, Xu Yun was killed in Giethoorn Village, his last few pages of records must be about Giethoorn Village and Butterfly Spring, like Butterfly Spring is so beautiful and has stories and legends, I think Xu Yun must have added a lot of pen and ink, but the murderer tore off those pages, so I think Xu Yun's killing, I'm afraid it was not a simple publication of travelogues to make money, but in Xu Yun's last few pages of records, There was a secret that threatened the murderer, and the murderer had to kill Xu Yun for his own safety. ”

Hua Lang's explanation makes some sense, but everyone doesn't understand, what secrets can there be in a place like Butterfly Spring and Giethoorn Village, and although Xu Yun has been there a few times, he probably doesn't know many people there, who knows that there are secrets in the things he recorded?

The night was deep, and after everyone came out of the store, they went straight to the Huating of Prince Duan Suxing to rest, so there was nothing to say all night.

The next day, everyone got up, and the soldiers who were looking for the assassin still didn't have any news, which made Duan Suxing very angry, he hated the assassin to the core, but two days had passed, and these soldiers hadn't even found the assassin.

Duan Suxing looked at the soldiers and asked, "Where have you checked everything?" ”

The soldier looked embarrassed and said, "Other places have been inspected, but the Xiangguo Mansion and the Imperial Palace have not sent anyone to inspect them." ”

Hearing this, Duan Suxing suddenly gave the soldier a kick and said, "Imperial Palace, assassins don't dare to go to the palace no matter how bold they are, if you think about it, why didn't the Xiangguo Mansion go to search?" ”

After the soldier sat on the ground, he hurriedly got up, he didn't dare to blame a little, and replied again and again: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not ignorant of the way, if there is no order from the emperor, who will dare to search!" ”

Duan Suxing snorted coldly and said, "A mere Xiangguo, he is so bold, come here, give me all the people, and follow me to the Xiangguo Mansion for a search." ”

After the soldier received the order, he immediately went down to gather people, and at this time, Hua Lang said: "If the murderer is really in Xiangguo's mansion, then we are so enthusiastic that we will only force Xiangguo Gao Zhisheng to kill the assassin and kill him, so I think it is better to think in the long run." ”

Duan Suxing suddenly turned to look at Hua Lang, and asked a little angrily: "I am still afraid of a Xiangguo, what kind of long-term plan and what is the etiquette at this time, my army will surround the Xiangguo Mansion, and the assassin can't escape if he wants to, as long as the assassin is in the Xiangguo Mansion, then Gao Zhisheng is irrefutable." ”