Zhao Cheng's words stumped everyone. What could they do to get him to talk and tell them the truth?

Zhao Xian thought for a moment and said, "Let's separate them and detain them to prevent them from colluding. We won't rush to interrogate them. Since several people have appeared in the restaurant, it's hard to say that they have no connection with it."

It's estimated that there are other foreigners in the area, and the sudden disappearance of these three people in the restaurant will definitely attract the attention of other foreigners.

They will definitely come looking for these three people. We can send people to follow them and find where the foreigners are hiding.

To avoid alerting the enemy, this matter must be handled secretly, and any findings must be reported immediately.

Prefect Jin nodded, thinking Zhao Xian's plan was good, and immediately began to secretly deploy surveillance around Taiyuan Restaurant.

After everything was arranged, Prefect Jin was discussing countermeasures with everyone in the council hall when Lü Liang walked in.

These past few days, Zhao Xue had arranged for Lü Liang to stand at the entrance of the government office, specifically to wait for Zhou Tong and others to come and report him. He had been standing at the entrance for two days, but Zhou Tong had not come.

Lü Liang's sudden arrival in the council chamber must be because Zhou Tong came to report him.

"Your Highness, Zhou Tong has brought someone to report us. They are currently at the entrance of the council hall. Should we let them in?" Lü Liang asked.

"Please, let them in quickly," Li Xue said excitedly.

Soon, several people were brought in, and Zhou Tong was immediately delighted to see Li Xue.

"Young Master Li, I never expected to meet you in Yuanxi."

At this time, Li Xue was still disguised as a man, and Zhou Tong did not recognize her.

"Manager Zhou has indeed kept his word and risked coming to Yuanxi to collect evidence of Xiao Taiyuan's crimes. I really admire him. Let me introduce you first. This is Prefect Jin of Yuanxi."

Prefect Jin had been in office in Yuanxi for many years, but the locals rarely saw him, including Zhou Tong, who had never met him before. This time, however, he finally did.

"Greetings, Your Excellency the Prefect." Zhou Tong quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"No need for formalities. Manager Zhou, have you come to the government office to report Xiao Taiyuan?"

"Indeed, I came here for this matter. After parting ways with Young Master Li Yuanshui last time, I rushed back to Yuanxi to begin searching for evidence of Xiao Taiyuan's treason."

With the help of several friends, although no direct evidence was found, important discoveries have been made.

This is my good friend Han Yu. Like me, he has been in the jade business for many years, and it was he who provided the information for this major discovery.

"Greetings, Your Excellency the Prefect," Han Yu began to introduce himself.

Prefect Jin nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble Manager Han to tell me what important discoveries you've made."

"This matter is extremely important; it concerns the safety of our former Xicheng. I urge Your Excellency to be cautious and make a decision as soon as possible," Han Yu said.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Han Yu began to speak.

It turns out that Han Yu has an uncle who went out on business some time ago. When he returned, the carriage he rented broke down, and he was unable to go to Yuanxi.

There's no village or shop in sight, and it's quite a distance from Yuanxi, so walking back is impossible.

With no other option, Grandpa Han had to wait where he was, hoping to encounter a vehicle heading back to Yuanxi and take him home.

Grandpa Han was lucky; after waiting for a while, he saw a convoy approaching, consisting of more than ten vehicles, all loaded with hay.

Isn't this the convoy transporting hay from the village's yak farm? He could easily hitch a ride back to Yuanxi on these hay trucks. Besides, he even recognized a few of the drivers in the convoy.

When he saw that he wanted to take the hay cart back to Yuanxi, the person in charge of driving the cart was a little troubled, but he was too embarrassed to refuse, since they were all acquaintances.

"The yak farm is heavily guarded. Every time we transport hay back to Yuanxi, the farm arranges for someone to pick up the hay truck two miles away. They won't let us get close to the farm."

You know this yak farm belongs to Xiao Taiyuan. If he finds out we brought people back using his hay cart, we're in big trouble.

I just wanted to hitch a ride, but I didn't expect there to be such a rule. If I don't take their car back, and I can't find any other vehicles, I might have to sleep in the wilderness that night.

"How about this?" Grandpa Han suggested.

"Put me down about ten miles from Yuanxi, and I'll walk back to Yuanxi. That should be fine. The people at the farm won't notice us at such a distance."

The person in charge of driving the carts considered it for a while and then agreed. He let Grandpa Han get on the last hay cart so that it would be convenient for him to get off and leave when they approached Yuanxi.

The hay cart was spacious and filled with hay. Sitting on the hay was neither bumpy nor cold, and it felt very comfortable.

Grandpa Han sat up there for a while, then decided it would be better to lie down. So he lay down, and it was indeed very comfortable. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

Running errands is always exhausting, so it's rare to have a chance to rest like this. The old man lay on the hay and slept soundly.

We finally arrived at Yuanxi, where the people from the livestock farm who were picking up the hay truck were already waiting.

After the person receiving the vehicle checked the fodder and found that the quantity was correct, they left with the vehicle.

It was only then that the person in charge of driving the cart remembered that Old Man Han was still sleeping on the cart, but it was too late; more than a dozen carts of hay had already entered the farm.

After the fodder trucks entered the farm, they did not unload immediately. Instead, they neatly arranged the trucks on an open space and led away all the livestock that were pulling them.

Grandpa Han had been sleeping for several hours in the car and had long since had enough sleep. As soon as the car stopped, he woke up and sat up from the pile of hay.

Of course, when he saw the scene around him, he couldn't help but stare blankly.

Where was he? He felt as if he had come to a military camp, where rows of soldiers were drilling, and several fully armed soldiers were standing nearby, giving instructions.

The sounds of the drills were very loud, as if they were right next to my ears.

People were walking around the hay cart from time to time. If he sat up, he would be easily discovered. Thinking of this, he quickly lay down again and began to wonder how he got there.

He remembered that he had taken a hay cart back to Yuanxi and was planning to get off when he was close to Yuanxi, but how did he end up in this military camp?

But then I thought, this shouldn't be a military camp, it should be a yak farm, so why are there so many soldiers training here?

He lay down on the hay, thinking as he listened to the sounds outside.

Gradually, he understood what was going on.

He had lived in Yuanxi for many years and was considered an indigenous person there. He was well aware of Yuanxi's history and geography.

He had heard that Xiao Taiyuan was a descendant of the Chexu Kingdom and that for many years he had wanted to restore the kingdom in Yuanxi. He was secretly recruiting soldiers and building his own army in preparation for a rebellion in Yuanxi.