"Okay, I know. I'll tell Hongliang later and ask him to see if he can find a way to find those two people."
Hongliang was the courtesy name of Yue Zhen, the third son of Pingxi Hou.
After a while, the car stopped and Dong Hai whispered, "Master Lin, we're here."
Song Chengze glanced at Chu Yong and said, "Go back and ask Zhang Decheng to tell the princess that she doesn't have to wait for me tonight."
The snow was falling harder and harder, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. When Song Chengze stepped on the ground, the snow almost reached the edge of his boots.
Dong Hai followed Song Chengze and turned into a small alley. A guard in front knocked lightly on a wooden door. With a creak, the door opened and several people slipped in.
Not far away, the sound of hammering iron came from a room facing the street. There was a sign hanging on the flagpole outside. The snow was heavy and the wind was strong, and the sign was whistling. The four large characters "Wang's Iron Shop" could be vaguely seen.
After a few people came in, they went straight to the backyard. There was a wooden door half open. Seeing someone coming, an old man with a hunched back came forward and opened the wooden door wide. After the person came in, he closed the wooden door and sat on a wooden stake next to it, squinting his eyes as if he was asleep, completely ignoring the cold wind and snow.
After entering another courtyard and walking along a very narrow alley for a while, an ordinary house appeared in front of him. A very smart-looking young man showed his big white teeth to Song Chengze, "Master Lin is here."
Song Chengze nodded, took off his cloak as he walked, threw it to Dong Hai, walked to a row of shelves, pressed it lightly, and the shelves opened inward, revealing a long passage.
Song Chengze took the oil lamp handed to him by the young man and walked in.
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When I came out again, it was completely dark and the snow had stopped. The crunching sound of stepping on the snow was very clear in the empty night.
This area in the south of the city is generally home to more shops, and some officials below the fifth rank also live here. At night, when candles are lit, the dim light reflects on the snow, making the night road less dark.
After entering the small courtyard where he first came in, Chu Yong walked over wearing a nightgown.
"What happened?" Song Chengze looked at his attire and asked, "How long have you been here?"
"I just arrived and received news that the whereabouts of those two people seem to have been discovered."
"Oh? Where?"
"It's in the south of the city, on another street." Chu Yong pointed forward.
"Be careful not to alert the enemy. Just watch carefully and see who they come into contact with."
"Master Lin, I went over there as soon as I received the news. I saw them enter a courtyard. After a while, a few more people arrived, one of whom looked like Prince Duan."
"Prince Duan? Did you see it clearly?" Song Chengze was stunned when he took the reins handed to him by Dong Hai.
"I'm not sure, so I came looking for you."
Song Chengze, reins in hand, peered over the courtyard wall toward the end of the alley. What was going on? What was going on with Meng Hai? How was he connected to Prince Duan again? What was going on here?
After a while, Song Chengze said, "Let's go and take a look."
"Let my subordinates go and confirm it in case there is any danger again." Chu Yong said.
"It's okay, I just want to confirm. You don't see him often, so I'll go take a look. If it's really him, some things need to be sorted out and arranged."
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