Chapter 487: The Male Pet of the Marquis of Xianyang, Liu Can

"Oh?"

When Chen Yan raised his head, his eyebrows were still condensed with the softness of listening to the fetal sound just now. Upon hearing this, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and besides surprise, there was more appreciation.

He straightened up accordingly, gently supporting Pei Suiwan's shoulder to let her lean more steadily. His voice carried the warmth that had not yet dissipated, but it was a bit more steady: "A-Jiong's movements are fast!"

He originally thought that due to the weather, it would take at least until tomorrow to find out...

Who would have thought that there would be results by night!

Pei Suiwan's fingertips rested lightly on Chen Yan's arm, pushing him with a touch of warm strength. Her sideburns swayed with the movement, reflecting the warm yellow lamp light in the house, making her eyebrows and eyes look even softer.

She looked up at him, her voice as light as snow falling on a velvet blanket: "Husband, County Magistrate Gao has official business, you should go and get busy!"

"This concubine will go back to the room and rest early..."

Pei Suiwan knew that if she didn't bring it up, it would make her man feel embarrassed...

He had just been transferred to Wannian Magistrate not long ago, and he couldn't delay official business because of her!

Chen Yan looked at the consideration and understanding that could not be hidden in the woman's eyes, and the warmth in his heart grew even stronger, a low response spilling from his throat: "Good."

Immediately, his gaze shifted, falling on Rong'er waiting on the side, and he instructed: "Take good care of the Madam!"

"Yes." Rong'er immediately stepped forward, her waist bent lower, her face full of respect and solemnity, nodding heavily: "Duke, don't worry!"

Chen Yan had only taken half a step when he stopped abruptly. He turned around, his eyes still carrying lingering concern, and locked his gaze on Pei Suiwan, instructing again: "These days, you must let Miss Yun take your pulse every day..."

"I know!"

Pei Suiwan looked at his slightly furrowed eyebrows and nodded obediently, her fingertips lightly covering the back of his hand: "Husband, don't worry, this concubine remembers, I will let Miss Yun come every day."

She paused and pushed Chen Yan lightly, urging: "Husband, go and get busy with official business!"

"Don't keep County Magistrate Gao waiting too long..."

"Good, good, good." Chen Yan nodded, looked at her deeply, and then turned and strode away with Zhu Yi into the wind and snow at the end of the corridor.

The black figure soon disappeared into the wind and snow at the end of the corridor.

The cold snow fell rustlingly, hitting the carved window lattices of the warm pavilion with a rustling sound.

The geothermal heating in the pavilion was burning vigorously, and the steaming heat wrapped in the spicy warmth of ginger soup dispelled the bitter cold outside.

Gao Jiong was dressed in a green brocade robe, his cuffs still stained with snow foam. He was holding a porcelain bowl and drinking ginger soup in small sips to warm his body. Seeing the black figure lift the curtain and enter, he hurriedly put down the bowl, stood up, bowed and cupped his hands, performing a regular salute. His voice carried a touch of hoarseness from returning from the cold night: "Seen the Lord!"

Chen Yan raised his hand and waved: "No need for formalities!"

Immediately, he stepped in, the fox fur on his shoulders still carrying the cold air and snow particles from the outside, and he casually placed it on the back of the chair in the main seat.

The fox fur was fluffy, and the fine snow sticking to it quickly turned into fine water droplets upon meeting the heat.

He didn't sit down yet, his gaze locked onto Gao Jiong, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked impatiently: "Tell this office quickly, whose tomb is it?"

He looked like a curious person interested in it.

As everyone knows, Chengdu has the most dense zeros, while Chang'an has the most ancient tombs!

After all, when building the subway in Xi'an, one would accidentally dig into a large tomb...

Gao Jiong lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, as if deliberating his words. A moment later, he raised his eyes to look at Chen Yan, his expression solemn, his voice lowering a bit: "It is a tomb from the Han Dynasty, six hundred years ago!"

He paused and continued to report in a low voice, "From the jade seals, seal clay fragments, and several bamboo slips that were well-preserved among the burial objects, the tomb owner should be the male pet of the Marquis of Xianyang, Liu Can!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan's eyebrows suddenly raised, a complex and difficult-to-distinguish expression appearing, and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint playfulness.

He sat down in the main seat slowly, his fingertips tapping on the table, his tone carrying a touch of playfulness: "Could it be that male pet Rong Qi who loved the Marquis of Xianyang to death?"

That was a story full of gay feelings...

It is rumored that the Marquis of Xianyang dismissed his concubines for him, built a golden house to hide his beauty, and even insisted on making him his legal wife, and even requested a title for him after his death.

I didn't expect that there really was such a tomb.

This was something Chen Yan accidentally saw when he was idle and read history books to understand this era, where there were differences from the former historical line...

Gao Jiong nodded heavily, his tone certain: "Exactly this person!"

He paused, stepped forward half a step, leaned over and lowered his voice to add, "Moreover, the tomb was not looted, only a part was stolen. The jade ware and bronze ritual vessels on both sides of the coffin were still left quite a lot, all of which are Han Dynasty treasures!"

Having said this, he straightened up and couldn't help but sigh, his eyes carrying a touch of difficult-to-mask emotion: "That Marquis of Xianyang really loved him!"

"Ordinary nobles' burials are already considered generous, but this Rong Qi's tomb specification is comparable to a Marquis, and the remaining treasures are still like this. The stolen ones are probably even rarer treasures."

The Marquis of Xianyang's favoritism for the male pet named Rong Qi could be seen from the burial objects, and even the tomb was at the level of a prince or marquis...

Chen Yan blinked and murmured: "Is that so?"

His fingertips tapped lightly on the table, his gaze suddenly sinking, and he looked at Gao Jiong and ordered in a low voice: "Then order people to seal the tomb, increase guards, and do not allow anyone to approach even half a step!"

After a slight pause, he added: "After a few days, carry out a rescue excavation of Rong Qi's tomb!"

Chen Yan had no interest in love stories, and even less interest in male-male ones.

After hearing that only a part was stolen, at this very moment, his heart and eyes were full of how to "archaeology," how to "legally rob a tomb," and get more treasures...

Gao Jiong heard this, immediately cupped his hands, bowed his waist, and responded loudly: "As you command!"

Although Gao Jiong didn't understand what "rescue excavation" was, for his own Lord's words, just doing it was right...

Chen Yan's fingertips paused on the table, pursed his lips, and suddenly remembered the main business. The thoughts that had been taken away by the ancient tomb anecdotes instantly pulled back, his eyes regaining sharpness, and he asked in a low voice: "You said you also found out the identity of the employer... Who is it!"

After the words fell, the air in the warm pavilion seemed to congeal a bit, the candlelight reflecting the tense jawline.

Chen Yan really wanted to know what kind of sacred person it was that didn't put him in their eyes...

Gao Jiong lowered his eyes and bowed, his voice sinking like the cold iron outside the warm pavilion: "My Lord, it is the country gentleman Yuan Shu of the Kai-Ming Ward!"

He paused and continued to add: "The subordinate checked, and this Yuan Shu's silk shop and grain shop have been losing money one after another recently, his family foundation is empty, and his business has a huge deficit!"

"Hiring grave robbers to rob Rong Qi's tomb should be because he was eyeing the treasures inside..."

"Wanting to use this to fill the deficit!"

Chen Yan's eyebrows suddenly furrowed tightly, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the thin beard on his chin, his tone carrying a touch of scrutiny: "Just a country gentleman?"

"No other identity?"

The candlelight in the warm pavilion reflected the solemn expression.

According to common sense, a country gentleman, the local snake of Kai-Ming Ward, shouldn't be so brainless, and his news shouldn't be so uninformed, right?

Especially after the execution of the Shi family, it's impossible not to know that he, Chen Yan, was transferred to Wannian Magistrate...

How could he openly do such stupid things?

What is the motive?

It couldn't be purely provocation, right?

Gao Jiong nodded heavily, his eyes full of agreeing gravity, and responded in a low voice: "The subordinate also has this confusion!"

He paused, his tone growing more solemn, "The subordinate specifically verified when investigating. Yuan Shu's ancestors took root in Chang'an, and they have been operating silk and grain businesses for generations. Since he took over, he has been guarding the ancestral property and has rarely left the territory of Yongzhou!"

Chen Yan's fingertips clenched suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter, his tone adding a touch of urgency, and he asked in a low voice: "Where is he now? Has he run away?"

Gao Jiong bowed and replied, carrying sufficient stability: "Still in the manor in the suburbs of Chang'an!"

"To ensure nothing goes wrong, the subordinate specifically asked the Mirror Keeper Houmo Chen, who assisted in the investigation, to send embroidered envoys to monitor..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan's mouth curled slightly, the sharpness in his eyes fading a bit, and he nodded with satisfaction, praising: "Well done!"

"A-Jiong, you handle things very thoughtfully!"

This level of competence is not inferior to You Xian at all...

It is very reassuring!

Gao Jiong's face instantly piled up with full smiles, his eyebrows and eyes stretching out, and when he bowed and cupped his hands, his tone carried a touch of perfectly measured flattery: "Thank you for the praise, my Lord!"

He raised his eyes slightly, looking at Chen Yan, his tone growing more earnest, "This is all the subordinate's duty..."

After a slight pause, he added accordingly: "Being able to have the honor of following by the Lord's side and receiving the Lord's guidance and cultivation, how could the subordinate dare not do his best?"

"Only seeking not to fail the Lord's trust!"

No one knew better than Gao Jiong how hard-won this opportunity to follow by Lord Chen Yan's side, show his ability, and increase his affection was!

Whether he can rise to the top in the future all depends on now...

Chen Yan raised his hand and pointed vaguely at Gao Jiong, the smile in his eyes growing stronger, carrying a touch of teasing: "You brat!"

The flattery on Gao Jiong's face faded a bit, and he asked a question that he couldn't figure out no matter how he thought: "It's just that the subordinate doesn't understand, why did that Yuan Shu dare to openly dump the corpse on the street?"

You say this person has no brains, but he could discover Rong Qi's tomb and successfully rob it...

You say he has brains, but he happens to do things that bring fire to his own body!

Chen Yan put both hands behind his back, paced slowly to the window, looked at the wind and snow in the sky, smiled indifferently, and said meaningfully: "If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it..."

Immediately, he turned to look at Gao Jiong, who was full of confusion, a flash of sharpness in his eyes, "Isn't it enough to ask him face to face?" ===== CHAPTER 488 =====