Tianmen Pass.

What surprised Luo Fengtang was...

The person who came to pick him up was neither Yizhou County Governor Wan Yiren nor Yizhou Huwei General Yang Huchen.

But Wei Lanfeng, the county magistrate.

This man was a Jinshi, over forty years old, with a handsome face, a personable demeanor, and an excellent attitude that made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

"Master Marquis, you are neglecting me. Commander Wan is seriously ill and unable to travel. He has entrusted his subordinates to greet Master Marquis."

With an apology on his face, Wei Lanfeng explained the reason why the county governor Wan Yiren could not come to greet him.

"Seriously ill? Have you asked a famous doctor to see you?" Luo Fengtang frowned slightly.

"It's not life-threatening. I just need to nurse myself back to health. I won't be able to get out of bed for at least a month."

Wei Lanfeng sighed a few times.

"I will pay you a visit when I have time. Now we are going to a resting place."

After a brief chat, Luo Fengtang raised his hand and said.

The place to stay has already been arranged.

It's not a place of government, but a manor called Wanghai Villa.

It is said to be looking at the sea. In fact, Yizhou is in the southwest and is far away from the ocean. It is impossible to see the ocean.

However, Wanghai Villa cannot see the sea, but it can see a large lake.

Yiren Lake!

The lake is so vast that you can't see the other side when standing by the lake, so poets sometimes call it the sea, which is just an exaggerated artistic technique.

Luo Fengtang stood on the shore, looking at the calm lake in the distance.

"The Yiren of Yiren Lake is a famous beauty in history. The ancient Yue Kingdom here thousands of years ago was destroyed because of Yiren. The King of Guyue who favored Yiren back then also became a famous faint king in history."

Zi Yan stood not far away, looking at the calm water of Yiren Lake.

The lake nearby does not allow fishermen to fish here, so not a single boat can be seen on the lake, only the hazy mist and the lake water reaching the sky.

"Yizhou has a long history. People built a city here more than 2,000 years ago. However, the terrain here is too remote and mountainous, so it is always not as prosperous as the Central Plains..."

Luo Fengtang still had something to say. Not only was this place not as prosperous as the Central Plains, but more importantly, because the terrain was mountainous and trivial, there were many indigenous people in the mountains and forests here. Even in this day and age, there are still those who have almost no contact with the outside world.

Not much contact with Aboriginal people.

Such an environment makes this place less closely connected with the capital city and makes it more independent.

"Brother Luo, do you doubt that County Sheriff Wan Yiren is not sick?"

Zi Yan immediately guessed Luo Fengtang's thoughts.

"Yes, I suspect that if Ren is pretending to be ill, how could such a coincidence happen?"

Luo Fengtang had not yet visited Wan Yiren, but as soon as he arrived, Wan Yiren fell ill. What a coincidence.

"The disease may be real, but there must be something fishy about it."

Zi Yan would not speculate on whether Wan Yiren was seriously ill without evidence, but she still doubted it.

"I'm going to visit Wan Yiren tomorrow."

Luo Fengtang expressed his plan.

"I suggest you go there in two days."

Purple smoke.

"Why?" Luo Fengtang asked confused.

"I will contact the hidden guards in Yizhou today and spend another day or two investigating."

Zi Yan also had a feeling that something was wrong here in Yizhou. It seemed peaceful, but underneath there seemed to be a turbulent undercurrent.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Luo Fengtang nodded, he still believed in Zi Yan's judgment.

…

Evening, Liangyu Street.

There is a huge flow of people here, making it one of the most prosperous streets in Yizhou.

However, this place does not have the constant hawking sounds of ordinary streets. Instead, it is relatively high-end, with luxuriously decorated pavilions on both sides. People on the street come in and out from time to time, and their comings and goings appear polite and courteous.

There are restaurants, teahouses, theaters, tile houses, etc. here, but the people who come to play are generally not the lowest class of people.

Ziyan put on makeup to look like a man, not showing off at all.

She looked around a few times and stepped into a teahouse.

There were people telling stories in the teahouse. Those rich and idle people who ordered a cup of tea, some melon seeds and peanuts, squinted their eyes and listened to the book, and whispered a few words from time to time.

As soon as Zi Yan came in, a boy came over to greet her.

"Master, please come inside."

"Go to the private room on the second floor."

Zi Yan took out a bunch of copper coins and threw them to the boy as a reward.

This kind of guest who pays as soon as he comes in is definitely the favorite guest of the young men.

After the boy got the reward, his eyes immediately lit up and he trotted to wait for Zi Yan to go upstairs.

After Zi Yan sat down in a small private room, the waiter was about to leave to deliver a message, but was stopped by Zi Yan.

"Where's the shopkeeper?"

"Sir, the shopkeeper is at the back." The boy bowed and said respectfully.

Generally speaking, most of the people who ask the shopkeeper have their background.

"Take this sign and hand it to him."

Zi Yan took out a black sign with no words on it, just a lot of strange textures.

Use people's money to do things for others.

For such a simple matter, the servant will definitely not refuse.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The boy took the sign and left.

About a moment after burning the incense, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked in from outside.

He was wearing a silk robe, and after walking in, he immediately closed the door tightly.

"Greetings, my lord."

The middle-aged man saluted.

"grown ups?"

Zi Yan said with a confused look.

"My subordinate forgot to pick up the sign."

The middle-aged man quickly took out two black metal plaques from his sleeves.

One of them is Ziyan's brand, while the other one with a similar model is his own brand.

Zi Yan raised her hand to pick up the sign, turned it over and over to examine it, and then raised her eyes and said: "Silver Eyes."

"My subordinate is here."

His code name is Silver Eyes, and he continues to be respectful at this time.

"Did you get any special information during your two years in Yizhou?"

Purple smoke.

Some information cannot be submitted, and a higher-level hidden guard still needs to come and obtain it in person.

Yinyan has a very high level in Yizhou and is currently the top person in charge of Yizhou. Therefore, if there is any special information, it is most likely with him.

"Yes, there is, but I am not sure that the information is accurate. Many of them are my personal guesses." Silver Eyes said.

"Sit down and talk slowly."

Zi Yan said lightly.

"yes."

Then, Silver Eyes stepped forward and sat down.

The private room is not big, but the sound insulation effect is very good. If you sit in it and talk about something, as long as you don't shout loudly, the people next door can basically not hear you.

"Sir, my subordinates suspect that County Governor Wan Yiren is colluding with Bozhou Yang Ni!"

Silver Eyes gave a conclusion directly.

"Is this also your guess?"

Zi Yan raised her eyebrows.

"My subordinates guessed it, but they didn't guess it out of thin air."

"My subordinates have investigated the import and export of grain in the past two years and found that the accounts do not match up. There is a lot of grain information based on thin air, and the quantity is quite large." Silver Eyes said.

"Where did you investigate from?"
Chapter completed!