During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

Hong Da originally wanted to send the group of people away with money, but after noticing Jiang Qian's gaze, he pressed his hand.

The leading soldier narrowed his eyes, "Continue searching, search carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the rooms that could be occupied made a crackling sound.

The place they were standing was facing the west wing, Wei Liang and Liu Xiangyang's room. The two of them saw the vases and bowls they had just bought not long ago scattered all over the floor, and they were so distressed that they couldn't express their feelings.

Hong Da also looked at the books scattered on the ground distressedly.

The soldiers walked back and forth, not caring about how valuable the books on the ground were. These books were bought by the young master from outside or copied from the bookstore.

But they are all the master's treasures.

The soldier took down a painting hanging on the wall, and Hong Da couldn't help but step forward, "This painting was given to my young master by Master Guo. It has nothing to do with the assassins."

The soldier had a tough attitude, "We have the final say whether it matters or not."

Hong Da clenched his fists and was about to reason.

"Hong Da, forget it."

Jiang Qian held his clothes and purse and looked at everything in front of him calmly.

Jiang Qian changed his previous attitude and looked at the captain in front of him: "Please check carefully so that we can sleep peacefully."

"It's natural."

The soldier rummaged through the house looking for a lot of broken things, but he couldn't find anything about the assassin.

At this moment, a soldier ran out and said, "Sir, there is a token here."

The captain's eyes lit up, "Bring it over quickly and show it to me."

Jiang Qian simply sat down at the stone table in the yard. Seeing that the house had been destroyed, Wei Liang and Liu Xiangyang also sat down.

Wei Liang's boy even ran to the kitchen and brought out a pot of tea.

Liu Xiangyang randomly picked a topic, "I heard that there will be a poetry gathering held in Zhuangyuan Building in two days. Will you go?"

"Of course I want to go. This is a great opportunity to make a name for myself." Wei Liang answered quickly.

Liu Xiangyang asked Jiang Qian, "Are you going?"

Jiang Qian nodded, "Go."

Liu Xiangyang and Wei Liang breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't know when they started to follow Jiang Qian's lead. At first, they were very reluctant, but after something happened in the capital, they gradually began to accept it.

The captain raised the token to the torch. After seeing the words and patterns on it, he was so frightened that he threw the token away, and then caught it with quick eyes and hands.

"You are so presumptuous that you dare to take anything. This is the palace's travel token."

The school captain glanced at the calm Jiang Qian and suddenly remembered the arson case involving Guozixue students that caused a stir in the capital some time ago.

Before that, there was another student from Yuzhou who was qualified to enter and exit the palace library. It is said that His Majesty also rewarded him with a travel token.

Is it him?

The lieutenant swallowed a mouthful of saliva, sweat dripping down his cheeks, and managed a smile, "May I ask if the young master is Jiang Qian from Yuzhou?"

"Yes."

The captain's heart trembled, and he quickly called his men out and put the things they found aside.

"I have been ordered by the prince to look for assassins. I accidentally offended Mr. Jiang. I hope Mr. Jiang will forgive me." Jiang Qian finished a cup of tea and then said calmly, "You are also responsible, but I am It’s strange, where did the assassin from this fine capital come from, and why is he hiding around here?”

"He is a criminal thief. He sneaked into the East Palace and stole some things. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was furious and issued a death order. He must be found. Since Young Master Jiang is not here, I will leave first."

Hong Da stood up and sent everyone away with kind words.

When he came back, Wei Liang and Liu Xiangyang had already rushed to their room, and they were about to cry without tears.

Hong Da also rushed to Jiang Qian's room. Looking at the mess on the floor, he curled his lips and ordered to clean it up.

Many paintings and calligraphy were damaged. After he had almost cleaned up, he came out to report the situation.

Jiang Qian didn't care, holding the purse and the clothes tightly in his hands.

Although Hong Da has been with Jiang Qian for less than three years, he also knows that the young master once had a person he liked very much, but he had an accident and could not come back.

"I have simply tidied up the young master's room. Do you think you should go back to the study to read or stay here for a while?"

"You clean up the study first, I'll stay here for a while."

Hong Da rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to fetch water, then wiped the inside and outside of the study room, put the messed up books back to their original places, and put the damaged calligraphy and paintings aside. He was only responsible for categorizing, as for how to repair them How to deal with it is up to the young master to decide.

The captain asked the soldiers to put down their things before leaving, but after checking, Wei Liang and Liu Xiangyang still found that their money was missing.

But it's not much, just about twenty taels of silver.

What makes them feel distressed are the calligraphy and paintings they bought, as well as the porcelain.

"This group of grandsons are really going too far. With the support of the prince, they are so unscrupulous." Wei Liang said angrily.

Liu Xiangyang sighed and patted his shoulder, "Just be content. Fortunately, they left. If they hadn't left, I would have charged you with colluding with assassins. I'm afraid I would be in jail now." "

That's why I feel suffocated.

In the majestic capital, at the feet of the emperor, something like this could happen.

Jiang Qian counted the golden melon seeds one by one and put them back into his purse. Liu Xiangyang saw them and joked with a smile: "Brother Jiang, I just wanted to ask, who gave you these clothes and this purse?"

With Jiang Qian's nature of loving reading, he still regarded these two things as more important than the precious books in the house.

"My sister gave it to me." Jiang Qian's lips curled up.

Liu Xiangyang suddenly realized that when he was in Yuzhou, he knew that Jiang Qian had a sister who had been dependent on each other since childhood, and they had passed by her before.

If he had a sister who was so beautiful and had such a cheerful temperament, he would also cherish her.

"By the way, Brother Jiang, do you think this search for assassins in the East Palace is related to the previous incident?"

That day they went out of the city to offer incense and worship Buddha, but the soldiers suddenly surrounded the Taoist temple and wanted to search for the assassin. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with them, but Jiang Qian, who was always steady among them, suddenly fell into the water.

Because Jiang Qian held the emperor's token in his hand, they left the Taoist temple smoothly.

But on the road, Jiang Qian's carriage suddenly accelerated and threw them far away. When they caught up, Jiang Qian was fine again.

At that time, he and Wei Liang suspected that there was someone hiding in the carriage.

It's just that I can't confirm it.

Jiang Qian shook his head, "Since the prince said that the assassin stole something from the East Palace, it must have nothing to do with that matter. After all, no matter how brave the assassin is, he probably won't go to the East Palace."

Liu Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Jiang Qian would answer that he was definitely hungry.