The former said, "Zijin, are you hungry? There's an old man selling wontons over there. I'll go buy a few bowls for us to eat. Man is iron and rice is steel. Only after eating can we have the strength to continue looking."
The latter seemed to realize that he was being ignored. He touched his head awkwardly and pretended to be busy asking Su Yilan for advice.
"I heard your father loves raising dogs, and dogs are sensitive to scent. But why can't the locating dogs raised by the Five Cities Military Commission find Yan Zhuo's son based on scent?"
Hearing this, Su Yilan gave him a deep look in surprise.
He thought that in the entire capital, there were probably not many people who could call Prince Yan so directly.
But he still patiently explained, "Although the locating dogs are powerful, their scent search is still limited to a certain range. Beyond twenty miles, they are basically useless. In addition, if someone deliberately uses other strong scents to hide and interfere, the locating dogs will also be useless..."
Pei Wenting was confused by what he heard. He had always thought that finding dogs were very powerful. He even suggested raising one to take him to find corpses. That way, he might be able to investigate many unsolved cases. Wouldn't that make life much more exciting and interesting?
While the two were talking, Mu Zijin took advantage of not being noticed and quietly walked to Jiang Yuanchen's side.
At this moment, he was leaning against a big tree by the roadside with a dejected look on his face. His originally handsome, elegant, cold and noble image was burnt because of the burning of books. Several strands of his hair were singed, and a small part of his eyebrow was missing. His white clothes and shoes were covered with black ash.
Inexplicably, it has a more down-to-earth feel than usual.
Mu Zijin pursed her lips, worried about Xiao Yanzhi. She knew how important the child was to Jiang Ying, and Jiang Ying was her savior. If possible, she would do anything.
But that's what incompetence is like. The more you try to help, the less you can help.
So she understood Jiang Yuanchen's feelings very well. He was not as skilled as Jiang Yuanyi, and he was just a commoner. He did not hold any official position in the court. He could not lead troops like Jiang Yuanyi, and go through fire and water to find his nephew at the risk of his life.
He wanted to rely on his brain, but the situation before him seemed beyond his scope...
"Here you go." Mu Zijin hesitated for a long time, but finally handed the handkerchief she had been holding in her hand for a long time to Jiang Yuanchen.
When the latter looked at her dully, she pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "It's all dusty. Wipe it off. Otherwise, when your little nephew comes back and sees it, he will definitely laugh at you, a sloppy uncle."
Jiang Yuanchen's eyes were empty and unfocused, but he was not an impolite person, so after taking the handkerchief, he said "thank you" and didn't say anything else. After all, his mind was full of how to find the child, not having a heart-to-heart with Mu Zijin.
Of course, he used to go to Mu Zijin every day to give her things, sometimes a book, sometimes a bouquet of flowers, or a box of snacks, and he was very happy.
Taking care of younger sisters for his younger sister and caring for weak women will make him feel motivated.
Because he read widely and worked hard on scientific research, his greatest wish in life was to help the weak to the best of his ability.
But at this moment, I feel that I have no self-awareness and am extremely ridiculous.
If he can’t even help his own sister and nephew, how can he help all living beings?
Thinking of this, he hated his own uselessness even more. Glancing at the 'culprit' Jiang Yuanlang, who was also lying motionless in a big letter shape on the grass not far away and also giving up on himself, Jiang Yuanchen cheered up, walked over and looked down at him.
"Get up! Big Brother has already taken people to search outside the city. We can't be a drag. Let's go. I just heard Miss Su say that strong smells can mask weaker ones. We've searched almost every corner of the capital for the past day and a half, but we've paid very little attention to those low-class places. Now get up and join me, let's search those places again!"
Suddenly, Jiang Yuanlang opened his eyes and jumped up so fast that he almost jumped out of the ground.
His eyes were swollen like walnuts, and he undoubtedly looked the most haggard among the crowd. But after hearing Jiang Yuanchen's words, his eyes suddenly opened and he was in high spirits. "Really? Okay, okay, then let's go quickly. Search carefully and don't miss any corner where the child can be hidden!"
As shameful as he is, he can do anything now except taking a break.
Otherwise, the regret and self-blame in his mind would devour him without leaving a single bone.
It would be better to get busy and search, search until death. If Xiao Yanzhi was really harmed by him, then there is no point in saving his life.
However, before the two men got up and walked completely into the city, they heard the urgent and powerful sound of horse hooves.
Subconsciously, they looked back together...
The capital city has been under martial law, and people outside the city are not allowed to enter unless it is an urgent matter. The two men had a premonition that the person who dared to gallop on horseback at this time must be delivering news about their nephew to them?
Whether it's Qi Ren, a subordinate of Prince Yan who has been out of the city for a long time, or the eldest brother who has just been out for a while, as long as they have news, it's better than being blind!
When the horse stopped in front of them and a man with ghost eyes and wrapped tightly in silver clothes jumped out from it, the two men opened their eyes wide in surprise and their hearts were pounding.
Could it be that he really came to bring good news?
After a moment, the man introduced his identity. The three words were a bit tongue-twisting. Jiang Yuanchen and Jiang Yuanlang were confused and couldn't remember for a moment what kind of organization the Demon Guards were.
But they could hear every word the man said afterwards extremely clearly!
He said, "The prince and princess have found the young master. The princess sent her servants here to ask everyone to stop worrying, especially Madam Jiang. She needs to be informed immediately to prevent her from being overly sad and unable to bear it."
Jiang Yuanlang was so happy that he couldn't control himself and immediately gave a bear hug to Mo Jiwei who delivered the message.
"Really? Ahhhh, we really found it! My nephew is fine!"
It is no exaggeration to say that he is now no different from a flea, jumping and dancing with joy.
He held on to the self-righteous little brother Mo Jiwei and refused to let go, almost licking him, "Thank you, buddy, what's your name? I want to become brothers with you!"
The huge rock on his head, which was as heavy as a ton of gold, was finally removed and no longer suffocated him.
Jiang Yuanlang's expression was extremely happy, and he looked like he was about to cry for joy.
The messenger, the Demonic Guard, glanced at him, speechless. He deliberately switched back to a female voice and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid... you and I can't be buddies."
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