Lingxiao Temple is a hundred-year-old temple, built in the early days of the previous dynasty, counted, there are more than 100 years of history, and it is in the suburbs of the capital again, just by virtue of the annual family nobles' offerings is a lot of money, so the incense in the temple is very vigorous.

Moreover, the temple at the foot of the Son of Heaven was originally different from other places, not to mention anything else, but it is said that the more and more exquisite vegetarian food and tea ceremony of Lingxiao Temple in recent years are enough to make Lingxiao Temple famous.

In recent years, more and more pilgrims, diners and tea customers from all over the country have flocked here.

Lingxiao Temple is lively with people coming and going all the year round, so that the temple has to expand one after another, and several side rooms have been built for pilgrims who come from afar to rest.

Within a few years, the temple had nearly doubled in size.

The Huangfu clan comes to Lingxiao Temple every year and lives in Mochizuki.

Mochizuki Xuan is a two-entry courtyard, eight main rooms, with four ear rooms on both sides, very spacious, the yard is also planted with a large number of colorful chrysanthemums, now is the time to bloom, the clear fragrance wanders wantonly among the waist-high flower branches, attracting countless white butterflies to dance and frolic in the bush.

Mu Yunting accompanied the Huangfu clan to talk for a while before getting up and leaving Mochiyue Xuan.

Gong Si was already waiting at the rockery next to the Moon Arch, and when he saw Mu Yunting coming out of it, he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Shizi, the secret guards are all in place, and it is safe here." ”

"It's not enough to have a secret guard, hire two people from the Self-Combing Pavilion to come and guard it!" Mu Yunting said in a deep voice, "The kung fu on the surface still has to be done, otherwise, people will always look at something wrong, and it is best if those secret guards don't show up." ”

After all, this year is different from previous years.

No matter what you do, you either don't do it, you have to do it, and you have to do it.

Gong Si hurriedly nodded yes.

As they spoke, they walked down the cloister and into the pavilion in the lake.

The Self-Combing Pavilion is roughly an organization formed spontaneously by some women who have a miserable background and have vowed never to marry in this life in order to earn a living.

They were well-trained and strict-mouthed, and were often hired by large families to protect their ladies, and had an excellent reputation among the nobles.

The woman who combs the pavilion is very sought-after.

A man in Xuanyi entered the pavilion with steady steps, and bowed to the two of them: "Shizi, Fourth Brother Gong." "Seems to have something to report.

Gong Si got up and said goodbye in a hurry.

This Feng Liu is one of Mu Yunting's personal guards, and he is a member of the imperial court.

And he's just a domestic servant.

Although they have a good relationship, they have a clear distinction between public and private affairs, and they never inquire into each other.

"Gong Si doesn't have to avoid it, sit down and listen together." Mu Yunting shouted to him, now the so-called public and private affairs have long been indistinguishable, what is there to avoid.

Gong Si had to sit down.

"Shizi, the informant at Qiu Yan's house just came to report, saying that no suspicious people have appeared in her house these days, and her subordinates feel that Qiu Yan and Wang Shun have nothing to do with the Canglang Society, they are at best just being other people's pawns." Feng Liu stepped forward to report.

That night, Mu Yunting sent an autopsy from the palace overnight, and Qiu Yan did not commit suicide, but was strangled and hanged.

And that Wang Shun didn't lie, when he went, Qiu Yan was indeed dead.

A qiē became clear.

Hei Feng was indeed killed by Qiu Yan, if she was not a member of the Canglang Society, then she should have been instructed by someone, so she was killed.

So who could this person be?

Suddenly thinking of the person Wang Shun mentioned that night, Mu Yunting suddenly looked dazed, and ordered: "That Chunyan in the Chunhui Pavilion is acting a little suspicious, go and find out what she has been dealing with and what she has done on weekdays." ”

"My subordinates understand." Feng Liu hurriedly replied.

Suddenly, Gong Si's gaze fell on the figures on the arched bridge not far away, and he hurriedly whispered, "Shizi, the people of the Jin prince have come." ”

"Got it, go down! Let Mu An make a pot of tea and send it over. Mu Yun Tingyun said lightly, sinking himself into the soft chair, and his hand knocked on the armrest again and again.

If he didn't guess wrong, Xia Yunchu and Huangfu Chen should also arrive.

These people will always "run into each other" often.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips.

Master Huikong checked his injury, gave him new medicine, and removed the bamboo board that fixed his arm, although there was still some faint pain at the moment, but he suddenly felt much more relaxed, and the newly wrapped gauze was much thinner, hidden in the wide sleeves, looking no different from ordinary people.

Xu has recently lost weight, the original fit of the green robe looks a little wider, he stood on the railing with his hands in his hands, raised his cheeks slightly, and watched the sky light spill in inch by inch from the thick clouds, the complex feelings that were surging under his eyes were gradually dyed, and the clue map in his mind seemed to become confusing.

Qiu Yan and Chun Yan, both of them were born in Mu Guogong's mansion, could it be that everything they did was instructed by Mu Guogong?

It doesn't seem to be, Mu Guogong Xia Ziyan is cautious by nature, and he will definitely not expose himself so lightly. But if this matter has nothing to do with the Muguo Mansion, then who will it be?

"Shizi, the second young lady is here." Mu An said with a smile behind him, poured two cups of tea neatly as he spoke, and ran down without waiting for Mu Yunting to ask.

This guy ......

Mu Yunting couldn't wait to catch up, kicked him, raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Qingli, who was walking towards him quickly, and saw her footsteps in front of him, frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Has a husband been out for half a day, and he came over in a hurry?

Outrageous.

When Shen Qingli saw Mu Yunting, he felt relieved, and he didn't care about wiping the sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly said: "

"Shizi, the spring peach next to me was sold to the capital**, I begged Shizi to send someone to help find it, if it is late, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Hearing this, Mu Yunting raised his eyebrows, sat down slowly, took a sip of tea, raised his eyes to look at her, and asked calmly, "What does this matter have to do with me?" ”

"You ......" Shen Qingli suddenly felt a sullen breath in her heart, she thought about it and said softly, "Although Chun Tao is my maid, but she came to the Hou Mansion with me, and she is also a person from the mansion, something happened to her, can we be indifferent?" ”

"But I'm not interested in that." Mu Yunting poured tea by himself.

His people are burdened with great responsibilities, and such small things bother him.

"Shizi, how dangerous it is for a woman to be trapped in such a place, right now, only you can save her, I beg you." Shen Qingli saw his calm and relaxed appearance, his eyes were full of tears, and he felt more and more cold-hearted, why is this person so cold-blooded......

The woman in front of Mu Yunting met her and cried so much that she couldn't even care about the woman's reserve, her face sank, she didn't say anything, she just got up and strode out of the pavilion.

The most annoying woman cried.

Shen Qingli saw that he was leaving, so he hurriedly wiped his tears and followed step by step.

No!

can't let him go, if he goes, then Chun Tao is really hopeless!

Mu Yunting walked a few steps and found that Shen Qingli was following him silently, he suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, turned around and said coldly, "Why are you following me?" ”

"Please save Chun Tao." Shen Qingli said reluctantly, "I have no relatives in the capital, and I don't know anyone, so right now, I can only ask the prince to come forward to help." ”

Mu Yunting raised his legs and left.

Shen Qingli hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt and followed again.

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