At the same time, Lu Rong, the son of the Marquis of Fuyuan, was sitting in the study with his father, and the expressions of both of them were a little solemn.

"Father, will the matter of You'er be related to Si'er's matter?" Lu Rong asked.

Fuyuanhou's face was a little gloomy: "At the moment, I haven't found out what the connection is." ”

"If it is really related to Si'er, it must be Wu Yangbo's hands and feet." Lu Rong gritted his teeth and said.

He couldn't help but hate. His two children had accidents one after another, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Wu Yangbo could not escape the involvement.

Wu Yong, the third son of Wu Yangbo, has been missing for several days, and a few days ago he was found in the moat, bruised and dead.

Although Wu Yangbo usually doesn't like this son, but in the final analysis, it is also his son, a son died a violent death, and he died so miserably, the father said that it was not sad, it was false.

Who would have thought, when Wu Yangbo led people to collect the corpse, I don't know who touched Wu Yong's hand, but a jade pendant fell from his hand. And that jade pendant is Wu Si's.

For this matter, Wu Yangbo relied on the identity of the clan and got involved with the emperor, so he went directly to the Chengming Hall and cried tears, crying and asking the Holy Lord to cut it and give an explanation to the Marquis of Fuyuan's Mansion.

Although this matter was suppressed by the Holy Lord, a great grudge was formed between the two governments.

Lu Rong beat Lu Si hard after the incident, but Lu Si said that although the jade pendant was his, Wu Yong's death had nothing to do with him. He also swore that he had never seen Wu Yong since the flower banquet in the Pingchang County Lord's Mansion.

And not long after this happened, Lu Si was slashed while visiting the flower building, although the injury was not serious. But he was almost disfigured, and he hasn't been raised yet. And before Lu Rong could find out the reason for this matter, Lu You fell off his horse and almost became a crutch.

These two things are so tightly connected, it is impossible for Lu Rong not to think about Wu Yangbo.

Fuyuan Hou sighed at this time.

From Wu Yong's death to Lu You's injury, this series of events happened very suddenly, with almost no warning beforehand, which is very unreasonable.

The East Palace and Concubine De are on the same page, which he knows very well. However, these two places are again incompatible. There has never been such a radical move.

After all, a son of Bofu died. The commotion was a bit loud. If the Holy One takes notice, it will not benefit either party.

"This matter must be carefully investigated, and don't act rashly." Fuyuan Hou finally said in a deep voice, and after that, he sighed again: "Tell Wei to send more people to follow Ah You." She was only sixteen years old. ”

"Yes. Save it. Lu Rong bowed.

Fuyuan Hou looked at the table on the side again.

The night is deep. The faint candle flame kept the room warm. There was a pool of clear water in the white jade toad lotus leaf pen wash on the table, which was already a little frozen.

He suddenly felt that this winter. It's a little cold.

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When Fu Jun received the news, he was sitting in front of the smoke cage and flipping through a copy of "The Secret Chronicles of Nanshan".

After Bai Wei finished passing the words that Huai Su had brought to her, she lowered her head and stood solemnly, waiting for Fu Jun's reply.

Fu Jun only gave a faint "um" and stopped talking.

Bai Wei bowed and retreated gently.

Qingwu and Qingman, who were standing on the side, both looked as usual at this time. One did the needlework at hand, but stopped slightly when he heard the news; The other was looking through a pleated skirt made of Dora tweed on top of the smoked cage, and only had a slight flash of his eyes when he heard the news.

Fu Jun saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: House fighting makes people grow.

Shuangqing's performance now is comparable to Huaisu back then.

Fu Jun sighed, and then covered the scroll, put his hand on the smoker and warmed it, and for a while his heart was mixed, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

At least Lu You was able to stop for a few months, which was the only thing Fu Jun felt fortunate about. Otherwise, being remembered by such a person all day long, Fu Jun felt that she was about to have "banquet syndrome phobia".

And when he started, Fu Jun had already expected today's situation. also knows that this matter can't be found out on his head no matter what.

Because the medicine she gave to Lu You's horse was a secret medicine in Nanshan Kingdom.

It's a very strange drug, and it has a long incubation period after taking it.

During the incubation period, as long as you do not do strenuous exercise, the drug will not attack. However, once you do strenuous exercise and the blood flow accelerates, the medicine will work quickly, and in an instant, you can become crazy and powerful.

The onset of this drug in a person is five minutes, and the incubation period is 40 to 50 days. If it is used on a large animal such as a horse, the incubation period is about a month, and the onset time is only three minutes.

On the instructions left by Wang, it is specially marked that this medicine is colorless and tasteless, and it is extremely difficult to verify before and after the fact, so Fu Jun should use it with caution.

Therefore, Fu Jun is very cautious in the dosage of medicine. The amount of medicine she put on Lu You's green horse was only enough for it to go crazy for more than ten seconds.

With Lu You's superb riding skills, Fu Jun believes that these ten seconds are within the range she can bear. It can have an effect of being less than a serious injury, but it is not fatal. This can also allow Lu Youan to lie quietly in bed for a few months, and not to focus on dealing with Fu Jun all day long.

At this moment, Fu Jun already knew that the secret medicine was working, and she had heard the news of Lu You's injury, but she couldn't be happy anyway.

For this feudal era that is distorted in some respects, and for this Han Dynasty, which has no laws at all, Fu Jun has lost the strength to evaluate.

She's not a saint, but at least she's been a policeman, and she's supposed to be a defender of the law, not an enforcer. But now, she was forced by the situation and came to such a situation step by step.

Thinking of this, Fu Jun only felt extremely irritable in his heart, but he couldn't speak.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Qingman asked softly.

Fu Jun turned his head to look, but saw that there was a little worry in Qingman's eyes. Fu Jun knew what she was worried about, so she suppressed her emotions and smiled faintly: "I'm fine." Don't worry about that. ”

Qingman smiled when she heard this, and said, "It's okay if the girl is fine." What the girl said about 'that thing', but the maid did not know. He smiled slyly.

Fu Jun was stunned by what she said, and Liang Jiufang shook his head and smiled: "I said it wrong." ”

Qingman smiled, lowered his head and rummaged through his clothes. (To be continued.) )