Tomb Raiders

When the boy from the mansion came, Shen Liaobai was being entangled with a group of children. He was handsome, with a weak temperament, and he treated the children with the best patience and meticulousness in the private school, so the group of monkeys grew stronger in front of him. He is lawless and pesters him to ask questions whenever he has free time, but he can't get away no matter what.

"Da Lang, Da Lang!" Panting, the servant Yuan Bao pulled left and pushed right, finally squeezed into the crowd of children, "Da Lang, madam calls you back!"

Shen Liaobai frowned, "What happened?"

Yuan Bao wiped off his sweat, "I don't know, I heard from Sister Feihong that Madam picked up a pigeon in the yard, took it into the house, and hurried out soon after, went to the old man's place, and then locked herself in the house again." After a long time, I came out to order and send someone to call you."

Shen Liaobai frowned even tighter, after listening to such a long paragraph, he still couldn't figure out what happened, and he didn't continue to ask, he coaxed away the children around him, and followed Yuan Bao to the house.

As soon as he entered the gate of the mansion, he saw Feihong waiting in front of the screen wall, Shen Liaobai asked, "Where is Madam?"

Fei Hong replied: "The madam is at the old man's place, and asked the slaves to wait here for Da Lang."

Shen Liaobai walked towards the courtyard of the old man of the Shen family, and asked Feihong, "What happened?"

Fei Hong hesitated for a while, then said softly: "This servant doesn't know, but looking at Madam's appearance, it seems to be... Erlang..."

Shen Liaobai paused, "Yingqing?"

Shen Yingqing is the second son of the Shen family, and he just turned sixteen this year. Unlike his elder brother, he doesn't stay at home all year round. He may not get news from him for ten days and a half months, and he doesn't know what to do outside.

Shen Liaobai felt uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help but quicken his pace a little.

As soon as he entered Mr. Shen's courtyard, Shen Liaobai heard the faint sound of weeping coming from the study. He frowned and pushed the door in. He saw Mrs. Shen lying on the couch weeping, and Mr. Shen sitting behind the desk with a sad expression on his face. .

Shen Liaobai signaled Feihong to back down, and when Feihong left, he closed the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mrs. Shen heard his voice, and sat up slowly. Zhu Cui was askew, her temple hair was disheveled, and her face was full of tears, "Liao Bai, you're back!"

Shen Liaobai had never seen Mrs. Shen like this before, he immediately got confused, sat beside his mother, hugged her shoulders, comforted her for a while, and then heard her say: "Yingqing, I'm afraid Yingqing is out. It's a big deal!" Then he started crying again.

Shen Liaobai sighed in his heart, he looked helplessly at Old Man Shen, only to see Old Man Shen with a sullen face, pushing a crumpled piece of paper on the case over, "Look for yourself."

Shen Liaobai took the paper over, only to see the messy handwriting on it, "If I get this letter, I'm afraid I won't return it."

No matter how messy the handwriting was, Shen Liaobai also recognized that it was Erlang Shen Yingqing's handwriting. He put down the note and said, "Who sent this?"

Mrs. Shen choked up and said, "It was sent by the pigeon raised by Yingqing."

Shen Liaobai was silent for a moment, at first he thought the note had no beginning and no end, maybe it was a prank, but if it was sent by Erlang's precious pigeon, it would be a little more believable.

"Zhao... Where is Zhaocai now?" After pondering for a moment, Shen Liaobai asked, Zhaocai was the name of the pigeon.

Madam Shen wiped her tears, "Cui'er found a cage and locked it up, and it's hanging in Yingqing's room."

"It didn't peck people?" Shen Liaobai was a little surprised. The pigeon raised by Shen Yingqing was amazing. He was protected and loved by Shen Yingqing since he was a child. Bullying, even Mr. Shen has been pecked by it.

"No, she used to be round and smooth, but now she's so skinny that she's out of shape, and she was caught without even trying." Mrs. Shen's eyes were red and her face was pale, "That's why I felt that something happened to Yingqing. gone."

Shen Liaobai's heart sank, the ominous premonition he had before was piled between his brows like a cloud, and his fair and elegant appearance showed a bit of awe, he unconsciously twisted his cuffs, and asked Mr. look?"

"It's better to believe it than to believe it." Old Master Shen said, "You also know what Yingqing is doing outside."

Speaking of this, Shen Liaobai's face became even more ugly.The Shen family can be regarded as one of the best in Dingzhou. With their porcelain-making skills, they have many contacts with high officials in the capital. However, none of the second sons in the family is willing to inherit the family business. At the beginning, he traveled far away from home, and followed a group of rural people to do things that were detrimental to morality. After being reprimanded several times by the elders in the family, he didn't even return home, and the family had no choice.

"When was the last time Yingqing came back from sending a letter?" Shen Liao Baiyue's white embroidered sesame grass cuffs were already wrinkled, he pursed his lips, and the lines on his face became more and more cold and hard.

"About three months ago." Mrs. Shen was appeased by the eldest son, calmed down a little, adjusted her makeup a little, and said with tears.

"Is there something wrong with the letter?" Shen Liaobai asked carefully.

Mrs. Shen was startled, as if she had thought of something, she stood up abruptly, ignoring the shaky steps on her bun, and pushed the door to go out.

Not long after, Mrs. Shen came in hurriedly with a small red lacquered box made of pear wood in her hand, handed the box to Shen Liaobai, and said: "This is something that Yingqing sent in the past. He usually doesn't talk much. I don't see any problem with it, Liao Bai, come and take a look."

Shen Liaobai opened the lid of the box, and inside were several sheets of hard yellow paper with fold marks, turned over a few sheets, and there were only a few sentences on the paper, just a brief report of safety, and nothing beside it.

Mrs. Shen put a small sachet in the box, which made the papers stained with a faint fragrance. Shen Liaobai sniffed them one by one, and then picked up the sachet in the box to smell it carefully. Thoughtfully rubbing the paper with her fingertips, she said after a while, "If I'm right..."

He didn't go on, just stood in front of the case, fetched the candlestick, lit it, and then took the top piece of paper, and carefully baked it on the fire. It was a hard yellow paper that was a bit fragile due to multiple folds. There was a rustling sound, and after a while, black marks appeared on the paper.

Shen Liaobai took the paper back, and the black traces on it faintly formed Shen Yingqing's handwriting. Different from his usual flamboyant and phoenix dancing, these two lines of writing were very small and regular, but Shen Liaobai, who grew up with Shen Yingqing since childhood, recognized it at a glance. This is the Zhongshu style that Yingqing practiced for a while when she was a child.

"Today I met the nobleman, and my colleague Xie Jiawulang and others were appointed by him. I need to take something from... for him. The relationship is very important. If anything happens, it is really Yingqing's own death. Don't think about it." Shen Liaobai was slow. He read slowly, and after reading it, his face became more and more ugly.

Mrs. Shen understood the ominous meaning in these two sentences, her body swayed precariously, and she sat down on the couch, muttering to herself in a daze, while tears fell again.

Old Man Shen's hand holding the porcelain cup trembled slightly. He took two deep breaths, but he still trembled when he spoke, "Liaobai, Yingqing..."

"This is written in vinegar, and it will be obvious when exposed to fire. Although some parts are blurred, the general meaning is not wrong. From this point of view, if you want to find him, you have to find clues from these two sentences." Shen Liao Bai Mian put down the paper expressionlessly, and sat back beside the weeping Madam Shen.

"Grandpa, regardless of the nobleman, Xie Jiawulang, do you recognize him?" Shen Liaobai twisted his cuffs, pondered for a while but couldn't find such a person from his memory, so he asked Mr. Shen.

"Xie's family..." Mr. Shen pondered for a while, and said, "There is one person who has some contacts with the Shen family, but as far as I know, there are only four sons, and no Goro. Besides, there are so many families named Xie in this world, you How do you know which one it is?"

"Yingqing has always been reticent. In these two sentences, he didn't even mention his status as a nobleman, but he only mentioned Xie Jiawulang. Although he didn't say much later, it must be that Xie Jiawulang must have something to do with the Shen family or maybe the Shen family can find him. I'm talking." Shen Liaobai finished slowly, he had always had a weak temperament and a gentle temper, but today when he encountered such a big event, he became calm and tough, his eyes were cold and cold, which made people look a little chilly, but called Fang The two of Li Shen's family felt relieved.

Mrs. Shen gradually stopped crying, pinched her handkerchief and said, "Why don't you send someone to Xie's house to inquire about it?"

Shen Liaobai nodded, "Send someone smart, since no one knows that there is Goro in the Xie family, I'm afraid there is something inside."

Different from Shen's family, Xie's family is a scholarly family. Although they don't have any prominent officials, they still have some influence in Dingzhou. Mrs. Xie's rule is very strict, and all maidservants and servants are cautious and respectful, so they are sent to Some people inquired for several days, but only got some vague information.

"An illegitimate child?" Shen Liaobai was a little surprised, but soon calmed down, "If it's an illegitimate child, with Madam Xie's strictness, it's no wonder that outsiders don't know about it, but can you find out where this Wulang lives?"

The person sent to inquire was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with a round face and big eyes, he looked very simple and honest, and he said with a bitter face: "It is said that it is in the alley of kidnappers, but I really don't know where it is. "

Guaizi Lane is quite famous in Dingzhou, because it is close to Goulan, where there are full of seductive women and some dubious bastards, often making troubles, and the government doesn't take much care of it, so ordinary people don't want to get close to it.

As Shen Liaobai, he couldn't go there in person, but now that the situation was urgent and Yingqing's life was still at stake, Shen Liaobai had no choice but to go there in person.

He didn't tell Mrs. Shen about this, but only talked to Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen told him to be more careful, but he didn't say much. Come on, Shen Liaobai is the only one in the mansion who can support it now, even if Mr. Shen is worried, he can't.

Shen Liaobai dressed plainly on purpose, and left with only Yuanbao.As its name suggests, Guaizi Alley is a narrow alley that bends to the left in the middle, making it appear deeper and deeper.

After getting rid of the prostitutes who had entangled him at the entrance of the alley, Shen Liaobai was called out as soon as he stepped into the alley.

"The white bowl of Jun's family wins the frost and snow, and it's pitiful to rush to Maozhai. I didn't expect Mr. Shen's family to set foot in this place of fireworks." The little beggar sitting by the wall shook his head and said, his face was so dirty that he couldn't see his face. The eyes on the face are surprisingly bright.

Shen Liaobai sized him up and said softly: "This little brother, I am looking for someone so far today, I wonder if little brother can help me with this?"

The little beggar stretched out his hand, and Shen Liaobai gently put a tael of silver into his hand as kindly as possible. The little beggar touched it with a smile, put it in his arms, and asked, "Who does Dalang want to ask?"

"Xie Jiawuro."

The little beggar frowned, "He doesn't live in the alley." The beggar stood up and pointed to the east of the alley, "Did you see that alley? There is only one household in there, Xie Wu place."

Shen Liaobai looked around, thanked him very politely, and walked there with Yuanbao.The little beggar stood and watched for a while, and was lazily about to sit back when he was bumped by a person, which hurt the bridge of his nose, and took several steps back before he could stand still.

He endured the pain and looked up, only to see a very tall man who only gave him a cold look, and walked around him.Beggar rubbed the bridge of his nose, but sat back to his original place without making a sound.

One of the courteous prostitutes in the alley no matter day or night, who knew him well, asked with a smile, "Why didn't Ah Bao pay for it? Usually, he would never miss such an opportunity."

The beggar Ah Bao murmured: "I'm not stupid. You see, that man is wearing a military uniform and his cuffs are tightly tied. He must have some connection with the army. His expression is cold and he has a bloody and murderous aura on his body. He must have seen blood before." , such an adult, how dare I provoke him."

He glanced outside again, "Huh?"

The prostitute asked, "What's wrong?"

Ah Bao scratched his head, "Why are there so many people looking for Xie Wu today? Hey, if the gentle and refined Mr. Shen Jia Dalang bumps into that person, I'm afraid he will suffer a lot."

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