boom!

Gravel**, smoke and dust roll.

When the smoke and dust dissipate, there is only a bottomless cave left on the ground.

"Running?"

A Grand Historian looked at the deep holes on the ground and made a groan of annoyance.

Another Grand Historian took a move and the bronze sword flew back into his hand.

His eyes narrowed, but he saw a broken arm belonging to the anaconda twitching in a pool of blood beside the cave.

"He can't run away."

The sun is rising.

The morning sun shines into the bad people's courtyard. The walls and green plants reflect golden halos, and are full of vitality.

However, the kidnappers, Qian Bazhi and others who met here all looked dark.

Su Dawei, who had always been energetic, also showed a bit of tired look on his face.

It was not peaceful last night.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Gaitie, Ba Finger, Nan Jiulang and Shen Yuan, all sit down, everyone can check the news in their hands."

Su Dawei waved and sat down first.

I was really tired. I didn’t even practice morning this morning, and even Nie Su was in a bad mood to tease herself.

Last night, the tall dragon inexplicably showed a strange true body and broke out of the wall.

Then the people from the Taishi Bureau came with the smell, and there seemed to be another strange appearance outside in the second half of the night...

In short, it is not very peaceful.

Su Dawei almost didn't sleep much with his worries.

Repeatedly pondering the case in my mind.

Now wait for everyone's information to gather to see if you can figure out a clear line.

"Gaitor, please tell me first."

"I have checked that Deng Jian, he is a naturalized person."

"Naturalized people?"

The so-called naturalization means that foreign tribes moved to the Tang Dynasty and became Tang people.

The Guaizi continued: "Deng Jian's family was originally from Goguryeo. In the 13th year of Zhenguan, he moved to the Tang Dynasty with his father to do business in Chang'an.

His father passed away six years ago, and now he is alone in Tang and has no other relatives.

Except for running his fruit shop, he had many contacts with some noble ladies from high families, there was nothing suspicious about it."

"Thirteenth year of Zhenguan? That was eleven years ago."

"Well, I still remember that that year, King Qu Wentai of Gaochang prevented the Western Regions from coming to pay tribute. Tiankang then ordered Hou Junji, Xue Wanche and others to lead troops to attack Gaochang."

"We fought Goguryeo for...the 19th year of Zhenguan."

"Yes, it's nineteen years."

"In the 11th year of Zhenguan, the Goguryeo people were not afraid of us. Why did Deng Jian's family become a member of the Tang Dynasty?" Su Dawei asked.

"This..." The Guaizi's face turned red with a rare moment: "I haven't found this, I'll check it again afterwards."

"In other words, Deng Jian, like Silla and Baekje envoy, came from the Korean Peninsula."

Su Dawei picked up the brush on the table, dipped it ink, and drew a circle on the paper.

"The Silla mission, Deng Jian from Goguryeo, Baekje Daochen... is really a big show."

"Ami, what are you talking about?" Qian Baqi's ears were not good, and he didn't hear them clearly.

"Nothing, by the way, Bazhi, what did you find there?"

Qian Bazhi was excited and licked her lips and said, "I stayed at the door of this kid's house all night last night. I didn't see him going out, but a woman came to find him."

"this......"

Su Dawei was so amused that he was so amazed that he should say, is this a world that looks at his face?

Even if he was just a naturalized Tang man, because he was handsome, those noble ladies came to him on their own initiative.

"By the way, which lady is looking for him?"

"It is the eldest daughter of the Duke of King Yue, the father of Helan Yueshi, and the eldest daughter of Duke of Yingguo.

"Wu Shun?"

"It's her."

Su Dawei didn't know what he said for a moment. Could it be that Wu Shun and Deng Jianzhen have anything to do?

The Silla Mission, Deng Jian, Wu Shun, and Su Dawei used a brush to write these words on paper, and then connected them together with lines.

"By the way, Jiulang, you went to Dali Temple yesterday, how did you do that?"

While using the brush with difficulty, Su Dawei asked.

"There is indeed Cao Meng, through the Dali Temple, I checked the household registration address and found that this person had passed away last year and was just a widowed old man."

"Is Cao Meng dead?" Su Dawei frowned, and the brush in his hand paused.

Kim Yong-soo of the Silla Mission could not have asked to see a dead person, so he must have made some mistakes.

What is the agreement between Deng Jian and Kim Longsoo?

If it really doesn't work, do you need to arrest Deng Jian for interrogation?

With the means of bad people, I believe that I can sled out of his mouth.

I was afraid that Deng Jian was just a chess piece on the table, which scared the big fish away.

"Su Shuai..."

Just then, Nanjiro looked up and called out.

Su Dawei looked at him and saw a burst of blushing on Nan Jiulang's white face.

His lips were stammering, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Kyuro, everyone here is his own people. Just say anything."

The Guaizi reached out and patted him twice on the shoulder.

Nan Kyuro received encouragement and finally plucked up his courage and said, "Su Shuai, I think I might have made a mistake."

"I've made a mistake?"

Su Dawei was stunned for a moment.

Nan Kyuro bit his lower lip and hesitated: "The distance was far at that time, maybe... maybe I didn't see it clearly, or maybe I was a Silla... The accent was not right. In short, afterwards... he might not be talking about Cao Meng."

"Not Cao Meng? What would that be?"

"It may be Cai... Cai Blind." Nan Jiulang's voice obviously lacked confidence.

But Su Dawei suddenly slapped the brush on the table.

"What do you think might be called??"

"Cai Blind."

"It's not Cai Blind, it's Cai Mang."

Su Dawei's decisive way.

This makes sense, and he suddenly felt a sudden and cheerful feeling in his heart.

The three lords of the Ba Mansion, Cai Mang,

It must be him.

The line that seemed messy before is now connected.

Jin Dexiu had been looking for a white-arm deal in Fengyifang before.

But later, Kim Deok-soo died.

According to Gao Dalong, the person who killed Jin Dexiu was Sun Jiuniang.

And this Sun Jiuniang is another stranger invited by Yang Xirong, the lord of the Great Mansion of the Ba Mansion, from Bashu.

We can boldly assume that maybe the thing they were going to trade at the beginning was a map.

The map now falls in Ba Mansion.

But it does not mean that the Silla people gave up on the map.

It is very likely to continue to contact the Ba Mansion and seek transactions.

So can you assume boldly?

Deng Jian is an intermediary, who is in charge of Bafu and the Silla delegation and agrees on the details of the transaction.

Bold assumptions and be careful to prove them.

Moreover, Su Dawei had an intuition in his heart at this time, feeling that his guess might be the truth.

But the question is, when and where will the Silla delegation and the people of the Bafu trade?

What can you do in the middle of this?

Notify Li Siwen of Dali Temple or Li Keshi...

No, the conditions are not yet ripe, and now it is just speculation and lacks solid evidence.

"The map must not fall into the hands of the Silla people."

Su Dawei folded the papers written on the table, put them in his hand and rubbed them gently. After thinking for a while, he said, "Bajing went to check what business Deng Jian's father was doing, and then checked his neighbors to see what he found. The Guiller still stared at the Silla mission, Nan Jiulang and Shen Yuan, follow me... Forget it, Shen Yuan stayed in the government to support him, and Nan Jiulang went with me."

Shen Yuan's tall figure is too conspicuous. If he is with him, it is hard to guarantee that he will not be recognized as a bad person.

After assigning the task, Su Dawei took Nanjiulang to Deng Ji Fruit in Xuanyangfang.

He decided to explore Deng Jian's bottom.

Silla and Ba Mansion may trade at any time, so there is not much time left for him.

Wannian County, Xuanyangfang, Dengji Fruit Shop.

Su Dawei took Nan Jiulang into the shop.

Like ordinary people, Deng Jian lowered his head and adjusted the jam in his hand. When he saw a guest coming, he put down the work in his hand and took a small step to greet him.

"Two guests, what do you want to eat?"

"Two Lingsha sluices...one portion."

Su Dawei thought about it and changed his mouth. Lingsha flakes were made of soft, glutinous and thin Wuxing rice, wrapped with white horse beans and steamed. The food was delicious, but it was too sweet and not in line with the taste of Su Dawei, the salty party.

"By the way, Boss Deng, last time I ordered twenty tables from the Wu family's wife, do you still remember?"

"I remember what happened in the past two days."

Deng Jian went to make the Lingsha flask and asked, "Do you want to get those tables today?"

"right."

"Then I'll call the wife of the Wu family."

Deng Jian said, waved his hand and called a child squatting in the corner of the wall to bask in the sun.

The child looked like he was in his teens, dressed in a worn-out manner, and his face was dirty, but his big black eyes were flexible.

Deng Jian grabbed a few candy beans for him, and whispered a few more words in his ear.

The child nodded and ran away in a hurry.

"Cheer, wait a moment and try the Lingsha flask first."

"It's okay, boss, you're busy with yours."

Su Dawei asked Nan Jiulang to find an empty table to sit down, and quietly looked at the situation in the store.

There are not many guests now, only a few tables, Deng Jian looks very leisurely.

Su Dawei pushed Lingsha roe to Nan Jiulang, turned his head to look at Deng Jian, and saw him standing in front of the food table, skillfully mixing jam with his hands.

His fingers are very thin and his movements are very stable.

Looking closely, from selecting berries to mixing sauce, the whole movement is flowing, and there is a faint pleasing feeling.

Such a pair of hands will definitely be very stable if you hold a weapon.

"Boss, I haven't asked Daming yet."

"Oh, my surname is Deng, and I have a single word for Jian."

"It turned out to be Boss Deng."

Su Dawei's eyes moved slightly and said to Deng Jian with a curious look: "I heard that Boss Deng doesn't seem to have a Chang'an accent."

Deng Jian was stunned for a moment, his expression was unnatural for a moment. He paused for a while before saying, "I am a naturalized Tang man, and my father lives in Goguryeo..."

As he said, half self-deprecating and half doubting, "I thought I was already a pure Tang Yin, how could I still hear the difference?"

"Haha, my hearing is a little better than that of ordinary people." Su Dawei pointed to his ears.

"I see."

Deng Jian nodded and turned around to continue busy with his jam.
Chapter completed!