"This arrow is very unique, and it only takes time to get news from the visit, so the minister will order someone to search for it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Gu Changlan said.

"For the time being, that's all there is to you, the arrow and the secret letter are handed over to you. Mu Cai leaned back in his chair a little tiredly, reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.

The affairs of the court and the central government are in a mess, there is no suitable candidate for the position of the middle palace, Fu Longjue's whereabouts are unknown, and the anti-prince is eyeing him, all of which make him tired.

If Gu Changlan hadn't brutally suppressed the court, how could those ministers in the court be as stable as they are now.

Gu Changlan is one of his knives in the court.

"The younger brother has one more thing to come back to. Gu Changlan looked at Mu Cai and said with a straight face.

Mu Cai looked at his expression, sat up straight, and said to He Wen: "You go out and guard, no one is allowed to enter without my order." ”

With the figure of He Wen pushing out, the heavy door of the imperial study closed, and the light in the hall suddenly dimmed, shrouding the two identical faces in shadow.

"Where Mu Sulfone is, the younger brother already has eyebrows. Gu Changlan said, took the pen on the pen stand, dipped it in cinnabar, and wrote three red words on the paper: Yan Liushan.

Mu Cai's pupils dilated, trembling and pinching the paper, he couldn't believe it: "How is this possible!"

Gu Changlan put down his pen and said calmly: "The concubine died in Yanliu, the first emperor felt that she acted against the word virtuous, she could not enter the imperial mausoleum when she died, she was buried on the spot, and her descendants were not allowed to worship. ”

"W-How is this possible?" said Mutsei, still a little incredulous.

"The imperial brother is a son of heaven, naturally he can't go against the last words of the first emperor, but Mu Sulfone is different, he has been the crown prince for a long time, but in the end he can't ascend the throne, he has long hated the first emperor in his heart, and the last words of the first emperor, whether he listens to it or not, are secondary in his heart.

The royal brother and the concubine have a deep relationship with the mother and son, so they naturally refuse to disturb the concubine's rest, but Yanliu Mountain is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, which is naturally the best hiding place for Mu Sulfone, that is, I, and I will make the same choice as Mu Sulfone. Gu Changlan spoke eloquently, calm and cruel.

Mu Cai's hand clutched the rice paper tightly, the cinnabar was not dry, sticking to his white fingers, as dazzling as blood.

Concubine Xiande may not be worthy of the word virtuous, but she is the best mother in the world to him, I didn't expect Mu Li to be so scheming, dare to go against the last words of the first emperor, and stationed in Yanliu Mountain.

He closed his eyes tightly and suppressed the anger in his eyes, at this moment, how much he wished that he was Gu Changlan, and he could do whatever he wanted.

After a long time, he calmed down the huge waves in his heart, and said slowly: "It turned out to be in Yanliu Mountain, no wonder I can't find it everywhere, how did Changlan think of it." ”

"The person who killed He Fuyu left a handkerchief in prison, and the handkerchief was embroidered with Feiyan, and the courtier's brother only thought it through today. Gu Changlan said.

"Since he is hiding so secretly, but now he has left clues, I am afraid that he has set up a bureau in Yanliu, and there is the will of the emperor, so naturally I can't go, then his target is you. Mu Cai said in a deep voice.

"It's okay for my brother to go. Gu Changlan said.

"Don't act rashly for the time being, since he left a clue, it is that he is anxious, and see what he else has to do. Mu Cai threw away the paper in his hand, a mocking smile on his face.

The first emperor's harem is full, but there are only three sons, and the means of this are shocking, and the bones are heavy, and Mu Sulfone's means must not be underestimated.

The two discussed, and when Gu Changlan returned home, it was already night.

On the desk of Dushui Zhai is a delicate snow-white plum bottle, with a few white magnolia sticks inserted in the bottle, half-open and half-closed, like a beauty with a shy and timid posture.

"What about Yan Zhao?" Gu Changlan asked.

"Playing Dongzhu in Song Cheng's house. Jin Zhong poured tea and said with a smile.

Gu Changlan held the teacup and looked at Magnolia thoughtfully.

What is the past between Mu Cai and Gu Fu?

After a while, he drank the tea in the cup, covered the mouth of the cup, and said, "Jinzhong, bring the cloak." ”

"Yes. Jin Zhong put down the tea and took the cloak to put it on for Gu Changlan.

When Yunman saw that he was going out, he took a glass lamp and an umbrella.

Gu Changlan held the vase in his hand and walked towards the depths of the royal mansion with Yun Manchao, which was the road he walked in the snow on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The rain was dripping down for a day, dark clouds covered the moon, and there was only a trace of gray skylight, and the lanterns hanging under the porch illuminated this road in a roundabout way.

There were still two guards guarding the dark door, like soldiers guarding the barren mountains, standing awe-inspiringly, and when they saw Gu Changlan, they knelt neatly.

Everyone's expressions were so calm and indifferent, which made this stormy night even more palpitating.

Gu Changlan walked in with a calm expression.

Under the dim oil lamp, the skinny old man knelt, and his withered hands burned page by page of scriptures into the brazier, and the flames were helped, jumping up and down, reflecting the magnolia in Gu Changlan's hand into a magnificent color.

"Why does Gu Wangye always come over at night, is it because he feels guilty and can't sleep?" Mama Sun sneered, didn't get up, and still knelt steadily to burn the scriptures.

Gu Changlan ignored her, reached out and put the vase in his hand in front of the spiritual seat.

"It was the emperor who rewarded the Gu family with a bottle of magnolia flowers, and asked the king to bring it to be enshrined in front of the ancestors. ”

The magnolia flower was separated from the reflection of the firelight, and became a dazzling white in the darkness, like a knife that split the dark night, and the white became a line.

Mama Sun glanced up, there was no hatred in her dry eyes, day and night, this hatred had long been engraved in her heart.

"Take it back, no one in the mansion likes this thing, and now, putting it here will only make the deceased uneasy. ”

"The emperor's words, the king does not dare to disobey, so let it go, and thank you in just two days. Gu Changlan turned around and walked out, and Yun Man closed the door.

But the two of them didn't go back, they walked out of the patio and turned into a small room on one side, Yun Man stretched out his hand to push open the bookcase, revealing a long dark hole.

Gu Changlan took a lamp and walked towards the cave by himself.

The cave was still new, a little damp, and soon the lampshade made of Ming tile fainted out of the vapor, but fortunately the tunnel was not long, and it was not long before I arrived in another room.

Suddenly the room was brightly lit, with four oil lamps shining at the foot of the room and one shining on the desk.

In front of the desk, a person dressed in sackcloth and hairpins pulled his hair, and when he heard Gu Changlan's movements, he turned around and knelt on the ground silently.

Yun Man stretched out his hand to help him up, Gu Changlan walked over, looked at the rice paper on the desk, but wrote a little word in delicate small letters, and looked carefully at the conversation between him and Grandma Sun.

All three stood silently, and no one spoke.

After a long time, a voice came from next door, because there was a wall, and the sound sounded a little urn, but it was very clear.

It was Grandma Sun's cry.

"Sister Zhao, the emperor is sincere and can't let you go with peace of mind!" Grandma Sun couldn't cry, and the sound of whimpering passed through the wall, desolate and resentful.

"The old slave is useless, can't get out of this door, otherwise you must cut down these broken trees, but the old slave is reluctant, this is your own hand planting, your own soil, watering every day, finally bloomed a bouquet of flowers, and then the eyes folded and sent over, the old slave thought about it, this heart is painful......!

"You have a word for the old slave, if you don't like it, what the emperor rewards, the old slave also falls, but you don't come, I don't know where your soul is wandering now, the old slave burned the paper for you, you don't say if it's enough......"

Later, there was only a cry left, and the cry grabbed people's hearts one after another, clenched tightly, and was overwhelmed with grief.