Liu Fuquan immediately knelt down and said, "The old slave inquired about this matter completely out of the emperor's concern!" After you left the concubine, you didn't summon any concubines, you were bitter in your own heart, and the old slaves all saw it. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info risked death today to say things that I didn't know how to be polite, just because I felt sorry for the emperor, and asked the emperor to be clear. ”

Zhao Yuan didn't reproach him, but changed his words and said, "Do you think I stopped the horse today to see that woman?" Actually, I even paid attention to what the woman looked like, and I just happened to see the placket of her dress in front of me. ”

"Placket?" Liu Fuquan raised his head in confusion: "The old slave is stupid and fails to understand the emperor's holy will. ”

Zhao Yuan slowly stood up from the throne of the dragon pattern inlaid with red sandalwood inlaid with blue and white jade at this time, he walked to the window, and looked at the stars scattered in the sky outside, and the thin plum leaned on the palace wall alone, quiet and silent, but there was also a boundless depression, as if he was in a lonely state of mind after Yunyang left.

"The placket of the dress on the woman's knees was not returned, and it was placed in front of her, and I saw a gardenia embroidered on it as I passed by, which reminded me of Yunyang." Zhao Yuan said in a low voice.

"Does the concubine like gardenias? The old slave remembered that Niangniang loved the osmanthus of Changxin Palace and the Xifu Begonia of Qiao Palace. Liu Fuquan replied honestly.

Zhao Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked at him deeply: "You are a person with a heart, and it is not in vain that Yunyang has always treated you sincerely." It's not the flowers that attract me, it's the way they are drawn. You and I both know that the patterns on the clothes of the nobles of Daqi need to be painted first and then embroidered, so how to draw them is very important. I think the gardenia on this woman's placket is not the handiwork of ordinary painters, because it uses the long-lost gold line stroke of the previous dynasty, and the technique of flower x floating. ”

Liu Fuquan exclaimed: "The emperor is well-versed in the past and the present, wise and martial, and even the techniques of Danqing painting are so familiar. ”

"Don't rush to flatter just yet." Zhao Yuandao: "I don't know anything about painting, and the reason why I know this way of painting is because I have seen Yunyang paint like this. ”

"The emperor is saying that this may be painted by the concubine?" Liu Fuquan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Zhao Yuan glanced at his expression, and his expression was a little depressed: "Even you don't think it's credible?" ”

"No, Your Majesty! The old slave felt that if the concubine Niangniang was alive in the world, she would definitely do everything possible to return to Hanyang Palace, but the palace was not as good as elsewhere, maybe Niangniang encountered some difficulties, and it was difficult to return to the palace. Therefore, as long as you ask for the clothes that the woman is wearing tonight, and let the connoisseur carefully identify them, he will be sure whether it is from the hand of the mother. Liu Fuquan said very seriously.

Zhao Yuan originally planned to do the same, and the reason why he didn't make up his mind to act for a long time was because he was afraid that the result would be empty joy, because he always thought that Yun Yang would definitely go straight to Hanyang Palace if he was alive. But Liu Fuquan's words woke him up - if Yunyang is alive, he is in the people, unlike in the palace, there must be a lot of last resort, how can he come back if he wants to? Maybe at this time, she was waiting for her to be rescued?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Yuan's heart was like a knife, and he immediately waved his hand to Liu Fuquan: "You take my guards to this woman's residence in the capital immediately, and be sure to give me the clothes she wore tonight to ask me to come back." At the same time, it is necessary to ask how the dress was obtained, when and where it was bought. ”

"Yes, the old slave obeys." Liu Fuquan bowed his head and responded.

Liu Fuquan was also worried about Yunyang in his heart, so after receiving the holy decree, he didn't stop for a moment and took the guards and hurried to the post house.

Rao is like this, they are still late.

When he was separated from the post house by two streets, Liu Fuquan noticed that there was a red light in the night sky in front of him. He thought to himself, "No, I'm afraid something will happen tonight." So he turned back to the guards who accompanied him and said, "I'm afraid that the place we are going to has been plotted by the wicked, so you should take out your weapons first, just in case." In addition, when you arrive at the inn in a while, you must leave all the women's clothes you can see, no matter how torn! ”

Seeing that the guards were prepared according to their own wishes, Liu Fuquan turned his head with a calm face and ran towards the post house.

Sure enough, when they arrived, the inn was in flames, not to mention finding the woman's clothes, and even the woman herself had lost her bones under such flames.

Liu Fuquan stared at the sky-high flames, devouring the pavilions in the post house, the raging flames illuminated his face, and at the same time dispelled the fog in front of him: "Before I came, I couldn't be sure what the woman's clothes had to do with the concubine, but after the strange fire here, everything gradually became clear, and most of the concubines were still alive in the world." If this were not the case, there would be no need for these gangsters to rush to kill people and kill them. ”

Thinking of this, Liu Fuquan said to the guards beside him: "You take someone to Luoyang Mansion Yin to find out where the Zhizhou family of Yuzhang County has gone since entering Luoyang, and who they have been in contact with." ”

Although he ordered it very clearly, he also understood that this was a slow work, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find out until tomorrow. If this is the case, the emperor is not going to survive until tomorrow.

In order to put Zhao Yuan at ease, Liu Fuquan asked the guards to act separately, and he left first and returned to Hanyang Palace to report to Zhao Yuan.

Here, Liu Fuquan tried his best to track down the clues, but the result was unsatisfactory. In the Guhua Palace, there was joy at this time.

"Back to Niangniang, everything is done." When the snowdrops came in from outside, their clothes were covered with frost. But her expression was indescribably excited: "Fortunately, these people prepared by Hou Ye for Niangniang are all top masters in the rivers and lakes, and they do things neatly and neatly, and there is no trace." ”

Concubine Rong didn't have much expression when she heard this, as if this result had been expected by her: "After the matter is done, where did these people go?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, the prince often trains them on weekdays. They had also left Luoyang safely at this time. Xuezhu replied.

Hearing that what she was most worried about did not happen, Concubine Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "After thinking about it, I didn't think that the emperor would not take a fancy to that woman, maybe there was something strange about the clothes she was wearing." So what did the woman say before she died, but what did she say about the origin of the clothes on her body? ”

"Hui Niangniang, the wife of the Liupin official of Yuzhang County refused to say it at first, and the people brought by the slave and maid were all ruthless, and after a few beatings, the woman said everything. It was said that the dress was bought from a humble tailor's shop in the city, and that it cost a hundred taels ......," Xuezhu replied.

Concubine Rong suddenly realized something, and she narrowed her eyes nervously: "Could it be that this matter is related to that slut?" ”