If you just talk about the word Yun Mo, no one will think about it over there, but the shopkeeper felt that he had an extraordinary bearing from the beginning, and he came from the capital. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I don't know if there is a person surnamed Yun Mingmo in the capital, but there is one with the word Yun Mo in his name, and the shopkeeper recognized his identity after a little pondering. Immediately about to kneel down and salute him, Yun Mo hurriedly helped the shopkeeper up, "The old man calls me Yun Gongzi." ”

"Yes, yes...... It's the old decay that doesn't think about it. Yun Gongzi is not strange, Yun Gongzi is not strange. The shopkeeper came back to his senses, touched the sweat on his forehead, this time it was not as simple as meeting a nobleman, he said that this person looked unusual, it seems that the little mosquito is dying. "That little engong ......"

She didn't have so many things like Yun Mo, and reported her name directly, "My name is Murong Lingfeng." ”

"Murong Ah...... "The shopkeeper can also be regarded as knowledgeable, "Tianlan Murong ......"

Murong Lingfeng nodded, "It's my family." ”

"That little engong ......"

"Okay, don't guess. Murong Lingfeng waved his hand indifferently, "Murong Yu is my father, and I am the young master of the Murong family." ”

"It turned out to be the little son of the Murong family, he was old and clumsy, he didn't recognize it, and he was disrespectful and disrespectful. The shopkeeper smiled and waved at her.

Murong Lingfeng pulled the shopkeeper to sit down, "Grandpa, don't be so polite! No one respects me so much at home, they all treat me as a child!"

Yun Moxin said, aren't you just a child, you're still disobedient!

"Hahaha, that's the family's love for the little son. The little boy is a blessed man!"

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door, and the little monkey pushed open a little crack in the door and poked his head in, "Master, Aunt Sun, Uncle He, and Sister-in-law Tong are all waiting at the door, saying that they want to knock one to Xiao Engong, thank you for saving your life." ”

Murong Lingfeng exploded when he heard this, and hid behind Yun Mo and shook his head. She didn't want to be treated like a tablet and kneel and kneel.

Yun Mo patted her head to comfort her, and the shopkeeper also stroked his beard with a smile, "Let them all disperse, Xiao Engong doesn't need these false courtesies." Have I prepared all the dinners you have prepared?"

"Uncle Qi and Uncle Zhao have been busy in the kitchen, and it is estimated that they are about to be served. The little monkey replied.

The shopkeeper nodded, "I'm afraid Xiao Engong didn't eat that meal in Wenfu, I don't know if it's good to change it to old decay?"

"Do you want to invite me to dinner?" Murong Lingfeng's eyes were shining.

"yes. ”

"Is there a roast duck?" Qian Zixi said that the roast duck in Qingyuan Building is a must.

The shopkeeper laughed, "Yes, yes." The old stove in my house is the most flavorful, and you can't eat it in Qingyuan Building!"

The shopkeeper next to him also said, "The dishes are all according to the ones you just ordered, and a few dishes that Uncle Qi and Uncle Zhao are good at, so I am sure that Engong will make you feel comfortable." ”

Murong Lingfeng was overjoyed when he heard this, and he grabbed Yun Mo's sleeve and ran out, "Then let's go!"

In the middle of dinner, the officers and soldiers went into the house to check once, and the shopkeeper went out to deal with it, and the one who led the soldiers seemed to be an old acquaintance of Guo's shopkeeper, and he didn't ask much, so he took a silver ticket from Guo's shopkeeper and took the soldiers to search for the next one.

Yun Mo asked about the scholar carefully, Shopkeeper Guo gave him a wooden box, which contained the results of his secret investigation in the past few years, Yun Mo took the wooden box and returned to the room arranged by Shopkeeper Guo with Murong Lingfeng.

Yun Mo took out the letters he stole from the Wen Mansion and looked at them one by one, the more he looked at them, the more angry he became, "I just said that where did the money that Wen Zhongli had scavenged over the years go, it turned out that it was all bought for the military!"

Murong Lingfeng also came over, "Then where did he station his troops?"

Yun Mo spread out the map and searched for the direction on the letter, "Well, it should be here." ”

Murong Lingfeng looked at the place he was pointing, raised his head, and the two of them said at the same time, "Yusheng Mountain!" Could this be just a coincidence?

However, Yun Mo rummaged through the documents, but he didn't find any clues about the scholars, could there be anything else?

Murong Lingfeng leaned on the table with his chin propped up, "You said this third son of Jiangling...... Could it be that Wen Zhongli is only a sanctimonious hypocrite?"

"Things gather by like, and people are grouped. If the three of them have different beliefs, there are good and bad, and they won't be able to play together. Yun Mo somewhat understood what Murong Lingfeng meant, "Are you saying that this matter may not have been done by Wen Zhongli, but by the other two sons?"

Murong Lingfeng nodded, "No matter how bad a person is, his energy is limited. To do a bad thing, you have to think about all aspects, and you have to think about it. Wen Zhongli is also a big loot and a valley soldier, and he is also a foreign country, he still has the energy to be jealous of the afterlife, so he can't be busy to death!"

The little boy was right, and Yun Mo had also considered this issue. Regardless of loyalty, good or evil, Wen Zhongli is still a person who does great things, and this kind of jealousy and jealousy is not Wen Zhongli's pattern.

Yun Mo turned out the situation of the other two sons of Jiangling's three sons that Song Ye investigated before, "Liang Youdao, the nephew of Bao Guoqing, the king of Northwest County, and the Jinshi in the seventeenth year of Tianyue, did not go to participate in the autumn examination again because of family background, but stayed in Jiangling to inherit the family business, and took the title of his grandfather Marquis Jiangling. He is the eldest of the three sons of Gangneung, and is now 63 years old. Chai Shicong, the dean of Huiwen Academy, was born in Hanshi, was sent to Liang Mansion to Liang Youdao as a scholar since he was a child, Chai Shicong's knowledge is mostly Liang Youdao, Tianyue was recommended by Liang Fu to be admitted to Jinshi in 24 years, and took over Liang's Huiwen Academy in the same year, and it has been 38 years. ”

"Yo, the third son of Jiangling still has such a relationship, what about Wen Zhongli, and what is the relationship with them?"

"Wen Zhongli is the child of Liang Youdao's aunt's family, and he can be regarded as half of the Liang family. ”

Murong Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, "This Jiangling Mansion is the Liang family." ”

Yun Mo glared at her, "Nonsense, of course Jiangling Mansion belongs to Southern Chu! His Liang family is just an ancestor who has merit and is in command, so he really takes himself seriously?"

It seems that both of them are suspicious, but compared to the Hou Ye's Mansion, it is better to check the dean of the academy, but how to start.

"I have an idea. Murong Lingfeng smiled evilly, leaned into Yun Mo's ear, and muttered for a long time.

Yun Mo smiled and nodded, "It's a good idea!

"Such a fun thing, of course, the master himself came!" Murong Lingfeng staggered to the side of the wooden box, "I just saw it, where did I put it?"

Huiwen College.

Chai Shicong put down the scroll in his hand and stretched. After the spring examination, the college began to recruit new students again. Entrance exams, grading classes, assessment of old students, and hiring a master...... Everything was piled up, and he, the dean, couldn't keep it busy. Just caught up with the Holy King to patrol again, Wen Zhongli was exposed to the fact that he played tricks and the golden cicada came out of his shell, he himself ran away, what does it mean to hang them here. In the past few days, Chai Shicong has been nervous, being a man with his tail between his legs, hiding in the study all day long, and he will never go out if he has nothing to do with the dean, and he has become a turtle with a shrunken head.

He just turned over the exam papers reviewed by the teacher, and he still felt that the students of this class were too poor, and there were few malleable talents, but this was good, there was no one who could steal the limelight from their three sons in Jiangling, and he would save him from doing it again.

Chai Shicong smiled smugly. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a figure standing in front of his door, the lantern on the door reflected the shadow very clearly, the shadow was motionless, Chai Shicong had an illusion, he seemed to be able to stare at himself through the door panel.

"Who is there?" Chai Shicong scolded sharply.

Looking at the shape of the shadow, it was clearly a young scholar, and Chai Shicong was even more dissatisfied, "What are you doing in the middle of the night, don't rest in the dormitory, and come to the dean's office?

As he spoke, Chai Shicong walked quickly to the door and slammed open the wooden door.

The cold wind of the spring night blew, the young grass that had just been drilled out of the land trembled slightly, the lantern on the door shook a few times, the branches touched each other and made a rustling sound, and everything in the yard was quiet except for the wind being naughty. Not to mention scholars in the yard, there is not even a cat. Chai Shicong swallowed his saliva, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had dropped to freezing again. He shuddered and closed the door, taking a few steps back in a panic. He looked up again, and the figure appeared on the door again!

Chai Shicong gasped, his legs were weak, he could only stand unsteadily against the table, his voice became more and more trembling, "Who, who...... Who's pretending to be a ghost outside the door?!" but he didn't dare to open the door again.

The figure didn't stand still this time, he raised his head and shook slightly, then turned and walked towards the center of the courtyard. Chai Shicong watched the black shadow on the paper window walk slowly step by step, and seemed to be a little stiff. I don't know if the shadow was obscured by other shadows or something, and suddenly disappeared again. Chai Shicong just wanted to take a breath, when suddenly a gust of wind hit and blew open the window on his right. Chai Shicong trembled, and his head stiffened and turned to the right little by little.

There is a big peach tree outside the window, it has been almost thirty years, and it has long since aged and has not blossomed and borne fruit. Chai Shicong was thinking about uprooting this tree and replacing it with a new one. But at this time, this half-dead tree actually bloomed into tender red flowers overnight, and it was more dense than it had ever been, and it was more vivid than it had ever been. However, all this is not as weird as the white-clothed scholar under the peach tree, he turned his back to Chai Shicong and looked up as if he was watching the peach blossoms, and it seemed that he was just looking at the moon and thinking.

The scholar revealed a cold breath, and his white robe fluttered like water waves with the spring breeze. The scholar looked up for a moment, then slowly turned his face away!

Chai Shicong held his breath and concentrated.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. Another cold wind blew, and the peach petals couldn't withstand the strength of the cold wind, and fell down from the branches and leaves, and at the same time, the scholars under the peach trees also scattered and disappeared.

Chai Shicong sat on the ground with his buttocks, secretly thinking that it was impossible, this was impossible. But he knew very well in his heart that the robe that the scholar was wearing was the style of the academy twenty years ago......