When Fu Yi returned to Siyi Building, it was already dark. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Shen Ze was originally coming back with him, but later Jueshu came to send a message saying that there was something in the East Palace and asked him to go. Although Shen Zezhen hated the prince very much because of today's events, Yun Niang had already taken refuge in the East Palace, and she had to go hard. When I left, I saw that Fuyi was a little tired after crying, and I didn't forget to tell a word or two.

Fuyi held on hard in front of Shen Zema, she loved him, but she didn't want him to be distracted, and she didn't want him to have any estrangement between herself and Yun Niang. But as soon as she returned to her room in Siyilou, she became very vulnerable. The body is getting heavier and heavier.

At this time, Dong An was coming in with a cup of soothing tea, which was prepared according to the recipe Wang Minji said, which was more bitter than the usual soothing tea, but if Fuyi could eat it for a long time, plus a good life and recuperation, Fuyi's physical weakness could be eliminated. It's better than taking medicine.

"Miss, drink the soothing tea."

It seems that the soothing tea is still very hot, and the heat rises all the way to the top of Dong An's head.

"Let's put it there first, I'll drink it later."

"Today, Yu Niang, although Miss Chang's injuries are serious, but fortunately, they are all external injuries, and they don't hurt the inside, so it would be good to take care of them for a few more days, but she has been clamoring to see you."

"You tell Yu Niang, when she gets better, I will naturally go to see her."

Another bout of dizziness, in recent days, Fuyi has always felt dizzy and chest tightness, and today's symptoms seem to be more serious. Dr. Wang said that this was a frailty disease brought by Fu Yi who was born in less than a month, and the illness worsened due to fatigue and lack of recuperation in Wenxiangtang.

"Miss, are you okay, do you want to call Dr. Wang to take a look?"

As soon as Dong An was about to retreat, he saw Fuyi's face gloomy, and he held his forehead with his hand, and his heart suddenly became worried.

"No need, I remember that there are still some pills left from Dr. Wang a few days ago, you give me some, and I will drink this tea." Tomorrow will be fine. ”

Dong An immediately took the medicine out of the box, poured out one or two pills, and gave it to Fuyi.

"By the way, when you go to tell Yu Niang, by the way, let her send messages to the eyeliner all over Jinling to check someone for me."

"Check someone?"

"Yes, this person's name is Yang Zihui, the son of Yang Jiling, the county commander of Jiangyang County, Fuzhou, you asked her to find out for me when this person arrived in Jinling, where he settled in Jinling, who he interacted with, and who he came to Jinling, you have to let her find out."

"Yes."

"You go and rest first, I have to get up early tomorrow to go to Song Mansion."

"Then Miss, I'll step back first."

After Dong An retreated, Fu Yi only sat for a while before falling asleep. I don't know if it's because of the medicine, or if Fuyi is really tired, Fuyi slept very peacefully this night. It's just that in her dreams, she always sees Yang Zihui pointing a sword at herself in front of her, and he said that Wenxiangtang is in the most prosperous realm of Jinling, but what he is doing is the darkest and most disgusting thing. And she has been hiding, has been evading, but has not fought back.

After waking up, Fuyi felt much lighter. Yesterday's fatigue and illness were gone, but Fuyi kept thinking about the scene in the dream and what Yang Zihui said. She always felt that Yang Zihui was angry because of resentment, and these words were not true. Because she feels that although the crown prince is not the best candidate for the throne, the prince is orthodox, and what Wenxiangtang is doing now is also supporting orthodoxy and serving the new monarch in the future. In this way, there is no such thing.

Dong'an has already come in, and Chunxin and Xia Fan are also preparing things to wash. Fu Yi secretly thought in his heart that he had thought too much, and the most important thing now was not what Yang Zihui said, but what he came to Jinling for.

After finishing grooming, Fuyi got into a carriage and went to the Song Mansion. The Song Mansion is four or five streets away from Wenxiangtang, and even if it is a carriage, it will take a while. But Fu Yi insisted on going to the Song Mansion every few days to teach Song Wanyi's etiquette poems and check what she had learned recently. Although poetry and etiquette will be taught in both the Caiwen Pavilion and the Duanyi Pavilion, and the Minyu Pavilion will summarize the situation of each female student to Huo Fuyi. But as the principal of Song Wanyi, it is also appropriate to come to the Song Mansion, and the more you come to the Song Mansion, you can learn more about Song Mengquan's whereabouts, which is also something that Yun Niang has instructed.

Every time Fu Yi came to the Song Mansion, he entered through the corner gate, then went to Mrs. Song's room to ask her for peace, and then went to Song Wanyi's room to teach. Song Wanyi would always wait in Mrs. Song's room, and her brother Song Zairuo seemed to be there every time, and Fu Yi thought to herself that he was probably asking for peace.

"Master came early today, but fortunately I got up early today, Master, do you say that we have a spirit in our hearts?" Song Wanyi was very happy, dancing with her hands, and her tone was also high.

"Yes." Fu attached to and said, she also loved her very much, a "living treasure" student. Although approaching her was on the orders of Yun Niang, after approaching, Fuyi found that this girl who was four years younger than herself was simple and kind-hearted, and although her actions were not like ordinary girls, she was really interesting.

"You've made a lot of progress, so I'm more motivated." Foye quipped.

"Then when will Master teach me martial arts?" Song Wanyi held Fuyi in both hands, her apricot eyes were watery and clear.

"Have you forgotten what I said?"

"Yes, yes, Master said that I have to learn everything in the Xiangtang and understand it thoroughly before I can learn it, but it's not a bad thing to learn it first." Song Wanyi pouted, and her tone was coquettish. and swaying Fuyi back and forth, Fuyi was a little overwhelmed. Dong An and Song Wanyi's maid Chun'er couldn't help but laugh at her when they watched from the sidelines.

"It seems that Wanyi has really improved a lot, and she has even learned to be coquettish."

As soon as these words came out, Dong An and Chun'er laughed even more, and even Fuyi laughed out loud. That Song Wanyi was a little embarrassed when she heard this, scratched her head and didn't speak, and held Fuyi again.

"By the way, why didn't you see your brother go to ask for peace today?"

"Father called him early in the morning, saying that it was for the affairs of the East Palace, and besides, he went to ask for peace, but it was just to see the master." After saying that, Wanyi fled with a smile.

"Okay, you joked about your master, if you can't answer a question today, I will definitely want you to walk around without eating."

Another burst of laughter.

Fu Yi secretly pondered what Wanyi said just now, the matter of the East Palace? Song Mengquan has always ignored the affairs of the East Palace, how could he talk about the affairs of the East Palace today, could it be that something happened in the East Palace?

In the imperial study, Li Jing was napping on the dragon chair. Xu Zhenghai was waiting on the side, seeing that Li Jing was already sleepy, and he was also a little tired, thinking of going outside to see how to wake up, who knew that as soon as he went out, he saw Li Jingda, the king of Yan, coming here in the distance. I wondered if King Yan won the battle and recuperated in Jinling, except for the early dynasty, he rarely came to the palace this time, why did he rush to the imperial study today. Take a closer look, there are also Li Jingsui, the king of Qi, and Chang Mengxi, a bachelor of Hanlin, next to him, there must be something big happening in this battle, so he asked a small eunuch next to him to greet him outside, and he went in to report and wake up Li Jing.

At this time, in the East Palace, there was also chaos. The "five ghosts" all came up with ideas beside the prince, but the prince was so impatient that he didn't want to listen.

"You guys, discuss and discuss, but what is the best plan?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked the people of Wenxiangtang to hurry up and go to inform the prefects of Jizhou, Fuzhou and other five states last night, but today the minister got the news that it was said that the King of Jin Qi had entered the palace at the same time, if the people of Wenxiangtang were fast, then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince only needed to pretend that he did not know to get through the test, but if Wenxiangtang's footsteps were one or two steps slower, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would have to give up the prefects of the five states to protect himself, I wonder if His Royal Highness has confidence in the people of Wenxiangtang?" Feng Yanji painstakingly persuaded that this person and Chang Mengxi were both Hanlin scholars, but their temperaments were different. However, it was because of his flattery and his obedience to Li Jing that he was greatly favored by Li Jing. Coupled with Chang Mengxi's impeachment of himself, this Feng Yan was even more resentful of Chang Mengxi, and he opposed him in everything.

"This..." The prince was already scratching his ears and cheeks in the middle, and he couldn't think of a word at this time.

"Since you are going to plan for the worst, has Lord Feng ever thought about it, even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pushes out the prefects of the five states to protect himself, will the emperor believe it, there is King Yan of Qi over there, plus that strange temper Chang Mengxi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may not have much chance of winning." Privy Envoy Cha Wen Hui said.

"This..." The prince still had nothing to say.

"As long as we can get one person to speak, we have a chance to win." Feng Yanlu said.

"Who." The prince seemed to grasp the straw, and his voice went up.

Feng Yanlu looked at the other four ghosts and the prince sinisterly, and only said three words.

"Song Mengquan."