Li Mu'er and the three of them were about to set off when they found Feng Rusong following from afar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His intention to follow was too obvious, and now Li Mu'er couldn't help it anymore, and stopped him with his sword and asked, "Where are you going to go, Dao Chief?" ”

Feng Irimatsu was asked, how did he know, where was she going? "Ahem, so far, I have to tell the truth."

Li Mu'er concentrated her mind, listened to the wind and continued: "Actually, I was entrusted by someone to protect you all the way. ”

"Who?"

"He Xiangu."

"Get out!"

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When Mo En said Jiangnan, he refers to the city of Nanjing, which is the capital of Yingtianfu.

During the reign of the four generations of Taizu's ancestors and grandchildren, who was the master of Nanjing and Beijing and who was the capital was like a play on words, back and forth. After some tossing, Beijing was finally determined to be the capital, and Nanjing was the capital or the capital.

However, unlike the Sui and Tang dynasties' two-capital system or the Jin dynasty's five-capital system, the Ming dynasty's northern and southern capitals theoretically had the same status. Although far from the center of power, Nanjing retains a complete set of central institutions, including six departments, six departments, the Imperial Procuratorate, Dali Temple, Guozijian, etc., and even the Tai Hospital.

Of course, there is also the Jinyi Wei Zhenfu Division.

Nanjing's Jinyi Guard's commander named Wang Chen, as soon as he greeted Ma Cong and Li Mu'er, he couldn't wait to hand over an urgent letter that was said to have come from the capital.

The letter from the capital - there is no doubt that Zhu Youzhu must have come to care about her progress.

Although Li Mu'er returned to the capital halfway, she was in a hurry and was so distraught that she didn't think of reporting his safety to him. Looking back at this moment, since the canal was cut off by flooding, I wonder what he heard?

Li Mu'er's worries are not unreasonable, Zhu Youzhu was still looking around for news about her before writing this letter. In the end, it was Liu Daxia who mentioned Ma Cong in passing when he returned to his life, and he mastered Li Muer's whereabouts. Then I learned from Wei Ning in Qizhou that she was going to Nanjing, so I simply wrote a letter to Jinyiwei in Nanjing.

When she put pen to paper, Zhu Youzhu was full of worries, and she had to travel from Yanggu to Huguang in just a few days, and from Huguang to Nanjing; Second, I am afraid that she is not familiar with life and has been wronged. When she wrote it, she couldn't tell too much, only a few words of surprise that she survived, and explained that everything was for her own safety.

No matter how intimate the beautiful words on the pen are, how can they compare to a cloak around you?

Zhu Youzhu understood this truth, he glanced at the thick folded folds on the left hand, and then looked sideways at a bright yellow brocade written thread-bound scripture on the right hand side - that is the scripture that Li Mu'er often wants to copy after returning to the palace from King Jing's mansion. The comparison between the two suddenly made him feel powerless when he was on the scales and didn't know where to lean.

He gritted his teeth and had to bury his head in writing a few ordinary words.

It's just that this letter arrived in Li Mu'er's hands, but it seemed to have become a thousand gold in an instant. The familiar scent of pen, ink and paper, the subtle movements that he always raised first and then suppressed when he put down the pen, suddenly reached her mind, as if he was beside him, and saw him silently word by word.

"Ah wrong, if you knew that the prince was my child, would you do your best to protect me?"

"Mu'er...... Mu'er ...... Let's eat first. ”

If it weren't for Ma Cong's call ringing in his ears, the question in Li Mu'er's heart would almost be asked. Looking back at the hall, Wang Chen was still hunched over and facing Ma Cong, not knowing what he had just said.

Although in general, Nanjing's central institutions correspond to Beijing's, and the level is the same. However, after all, the emperor and the cabinet are both in Beijing, and the functions and powers of the various organs in Nanjing are far less than those of the corresponding institutions in Beijing, and their powers are generally limited to Nanjing and Nanzhili.

Therefore, although Wang Chen is a commander, he respects Ma Cong, the commander of the capital.

But his appearance of being inflammatory, I don't know why, but it made Li Mu'er feel particularly awkward. Probably because she came into contact with many officials of Jinyiwei, all of whom were righteous and hearty people like Ma Cong, Mu Bin, Sun Zan and so on, and she was really unaccustomed to seeing someone who was so low-voiced.

In the middle of the belly, one after another delicacies have been delivered, which makes Li Muer, who has just come from the disaster area, even more unhappy. However, Ma Qian quickly pulled her to sit down, and began to cook vegetables for her, so she didn't say anything more.

It's just that she didn't say anything more, but Wang Chen played the official authority first, "Come on, take this kid down first!" ”

This kid naturally refers to Morne. Hearing this, Li Mu'er put the chopsticks on the table fiercely, and said in a sullen voice: "Lord Wang is such a big shelf!" This is the person brought by the lower officials, so it is naturally handled by the lower officials. What's more, when we entered the door together, how did Lord Wang know that he was a prisoner? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

Ma Cong stared at Li Mu'er, wanting to refute, but thinking of what he had promised, he had to swallow his frustration in his stomach. Wang Chen's face was a little confused, and he was a little panicked. The corners of Morne's mouth rose almost invisibly, clearly satisfied with her maintenance.

What was even more satisfying to him was still to come, Li Mu'er pointed to the position beside him, although he didn't look at him, he clearly spoke to him: "You sit here." ”

Just as Mo En moved over, Li Mu'er said to Wang Chen: "Those who surrender themselves can be exempted: if 'those who surrender before committing a crime will be excused.'" The sentence may be commuted, for example, if he knows that he wants to sue and rebel and turns himself in, he will be commuted to the second degree. Moreover, he is now one of our most important witnesses and deserves to be protected at every turn. If it is untrue and incomplete to turn himself in, it is not too late to be 'untrue and inexhaustible sin'. ”

A good move, which is clearly a warning to Morn about the benefits of surrendering himself, telling him not to play tricks.

Mo En sneered as usual, and picked up chopsticks to eat.

Li Mu'er was not finished yet, knocked on the table and said, "Wait." ”

The crowd did stop.

"Since the Taoist chief refuses to leave Yingzhong, let's also come down for a light meal together."

The clothes were fluttering, and the wind that had just said goodbye to them at the door of the Yamen of the Zhenfu Division appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Even Ma Cong couldn't help but sigh: "Dao Chang is good at kung fu!" ”

"I smiled," Feng Irimatsu was pierced, but he was also calm, "Miss invited me to dinner, I can't miss it." ”

This is good, the meal that Wang Chen should have invited Li Mu'er and Ma Cong to eat has become a single table for the four of them, each of whom sits separately, and it looks quite harmonious.

It's just that they only care about eating their own and don't communicate with each other.

Ma Cong ate and ate, snorted, and began to add vegetables to Li Mu'er's bowl, "Eat more, Mu'er." ”

Li Mu'er was about to shake her head, but Mo En suddenly asked, "Mu'er, is this your real name?" ”

It's the name she once called herself at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival.

Li Mu'er naturally didn't answer.

Feng Irimatsu probably didn't think the atmosphere was embarrassing, so he also asked, "Why is Miss suddenly willing to let the two of us eat at the same table?" ”

"Don't get me wrong," Li Mu'er put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped her mouth and said, "I'm just afraid that you will make a ghost behind my back." ”

Feng Rusong and Mo En's chopsticks paused obviously...... (To be continued.) )