Feng Mo also seemed to feel a little tired. He nodded along his meaning, and the other party quickly stepped out of the door. Feng Mo looked out, then slowly walked to the chair inside the book table, sat down and slowly closed his eyes.

……

Nanjing, Jiafu.

Jia Hengzheng sat in front of the stone stool in the middle of the yard, carefully watching the play of the spy in his hand, and didn't open his mouth easily.

The figure at the door shook, and Yang Cheng came over: "general, my subordinates have just found out. There are indeed many crown prince's people here, and some of them are snooping outside the residence these days. Do we want to teach them a lesson?"

The crown prince's people still keep an eye on this place. They come here fast enough. However, now they come to the south. In the light, they go back to the house to visit their relatives. In the dark, they have obtained the emperor's secret order to explore things in the south.

Except for the Xiang king, everyone else knew nothing about his purpose of coming to the south this time. How much does the prince know, or is he guilty of being a thief.

"No, now our residence is going to be lively for a few days. Let them see."

After listening to the general, Yang Cheng looked in the direction of the master with some worry: "however, even if the general is not worried about what those people have heard, after all, it will be the old lady's birthday in two days. These people look like this, I'm afraid they will make the old lady unhappy."

"It doesn't matter." Jia Heng shook his head. "Grandma hasn't seen any scenes in her life in the south. Grandma won't pay attention to these clowns."

Then he turned back, handed him the pattern in his hand, changed the topic and said, "do you have an impression of this pattern?"

Yang Cheng took it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment. Then he said, "it seems to be a totem. It looks familiar. Before his subordinates, they seem to have seen it several times in the Jianghu. It seems to be some organization."

After listening to his words, the other party immediately brightened his eyes: "then think about it carefully. What's special about this organization, when did you see it, what did you do, but you still have an impression."

When Yang Cheng heard what he said, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at it carefully. He was also remembering quickly in his mind. This memory seems to have been a long time, but after all, the time he came to Jia's house is not short. This mark should have been seen when he came here or when he first came here.

The black pattern seemed like a torch, but it seemed like a pool of blood. Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in my mind: "These people seem to have appeared in a flood many years ago. At that time, it seems that grandpa and a group of escorts at that time were escorting a batch of food outside, but then suddenly such a group of people came out to rob passers-by. At that time, Grandpa and others fought hard. These people were extremely vicious. Grandpa led the escorts to fight hard to save the food."

"You remember where it was. What else happened before and after." seeing that he finally remembered, Jia Heng was excited and further guided.

The other party raised his face. It seemed that he remembered it carefully for a moment, and then said: "when this happened, his subordinates were still young, and this thing had not been seen in person, but they heard that later, in order to find out who these people were, they drew such a pattern."

Hearing this result, Jia Heng was somewhat disappointed, but anyway, now there are people who know about it. Now that these people have appeared again, it seems that they are really helping vicious people.

While meditating, I heard Yang Cheng then say, "general, although my grandfather has died for many years, this pattern has never been seen again after my subordinates have been wandering the Jianghu for so many years. Why did it appear in the hands of the general today? Are these people now in the south?"

"You misunderstood. These people didn't appear in our South." Jia Heng said, taking a letter from the drawer and handing it to Yang Cheng in front of him. "Look at this letter, you will understand everything."

The other party took it in his hand, carefully read the letter in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he said, "these people have even appeared in Wuzhou?"

"Yes." Jia Heng nodded, "but his highness King Xiang is also looking for the owner of this pattern, but there is no harvest, so he wrote to us. Unfortunately, no one knows now."

Yang Cheng lowered his eyebrows and thought carefully for a moment before he snorted coldly and analyzed: "It's really strange that these people didn't appear in Wuzhou for so many years. Moreover, I remember my grandfather mentioned that these people could disappear for so many years, either they had been destroyed or they took refuge in some powerful people. Now it seems that these people dare to attack King Xiang. It seems that they belong to the latter kind."

On that day, these people attacked the escort cart with food. At that time, the escort of food was accompanied by the escort with the best martial arts in the south. It must not be a simple escort.

It is no coincidence that these people appeared twice.

After thinking about it, Jia Heng stood up and said, "come with me."

Then he walked quickly towards the back yard.

The two men ran through the garden in the backyard towards a house in the back.

"General, where are you going?" Yang Cheng looked at Jia Heng in a hurry and asked.

"You'll know when you go." Jia Heng said to Yang Cheng as he stepped forward.

"Here we are," said Jia Heng, striding across the threshold.

The servants inside were cleaning. When they saw Jia Heng suddenly coming, they hurriedly came to say hello. Jia Heng waved to them: "go out first."

The people retreated one after another.

Yang Cheng looked around. There were bookshelves in all directions. Surprised, he blurted out: "unexpectedly, there are so many books here."

Jia Heng casually turned over a few books while walking up: "the books in this house have been accumulated in our residence for hundreds of years."

"Oh." Yang Cheng nodded.

"Come and have a look. There are many books here, which record what happened in the south." Jia Heng told Yang Cheng, "since your grandfather was escorting food, I think something must have happened in the south. Otherwise, it wouldn't happen."

"The general said yes, but in his subordinates' memory, the South has always been rich. His subordinates have never heard of any major events except the flood." Yang Cheng reached forward and looked at the books, but he didn't understand.

"Not in the south, but not necessarily in other places. In short, it must be related to the south, and check it again." Jia Heng read one by one as he said.

The places around the southern border are like spring all the year round. They have always been very rich. Where are these people going to transport food.

Both of them were a little puzzled. While thinking about each other, they looked sullenly. The sun was west, and there was no gain.

Although they didn't speak, they were inevitably frustrated.

After a little Leng, Yang Chengfang thought about it and hesitated: "general, you see, the books here are not complete. Some things are not recorded here, so we can't find them."

"No." as soon as his voice fell, Jia Heng shook his head firmly and interrupted him, "My Jia family has been well-known for generations. Over the past century, many people have studied. Moreover, my grandfather and father especially love collecting books, and have never left the south. It is no exaggeration to say that the records in the books are more detailed than those in the government. We have no harvest. There must be mistakes and omissions. It can't be no records."

Seeing that the other party was so firm, although Yang Cheng had doubts, he could only nod helplessly: "since the general said so, let's look again."

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a burst of footsteps outside. They looked at each other and walked towards the door.

I happened to see a man in his early 40s coming this way.

"Father, why are you here?" Jia Heng blurted out when he saw the visitor's face.