The next day, Feng Yinxiao asked the three maids to go down and call a few servants to come to the grange to carry the two corpses away, and he and Yun Kexin walked behind.

"Kexin, I have a reluctant request," the two stepped down the stairs, Feng Yinxiao said a little worriedly, "If the Criminal Department wants to interrogate later, can you not tell the murderer's confession yesterday for the time being, because-"

"I know, Brother Feng, I won't say anything," Yun Kexin smiled lightly, "There are too many doubts in this matter, you can find out about the situation in secret first." ”

"The most important thing is that I want to talk to my father, although I believe that he is innocent," Feng Yinxiao suddenly remembered the incident that Ma Minghao told him last time, stopped, turned sideways and said to Yun Kexin, "There is another private matter I want to know from his old man, and it is also related to Yun Tianyou, the master of the second room." ”

Yun Kexin was stunned and said, "Private matter? What about the second uncle? ”

"Yes, my attendant told me that Feng Yinxiao didn't realize that she knew everything about Yun Kexin, and she couldn't say anything, "On the day of the second master's funeral, my father wanted to go to mourn but stopped my uncle from ......"

Yun Kexin's eyes widened, puzzled: "There is still such a thing?" Why? ”

Feng Yinxiao looked away, shook her head, and said in annoyance: "I don't know, so I'm going to find a chance to talk to my father and find out about the situation." ”

"Yes, I don't have an opinion," Yun Kexin rarely saw Feng Yinxiao's state, and suddenly wanted to comfort him, "Just tell me the results of the negotiation later." ”

"Thank you for your trust, Kexin," Feng Yinxiao turned around, her eyebrows stretched a little, "I'll go back to the house and talk to my father when I'm done." ”

The eyes and tone with solemn promise made Yun Kexin feel warm again, she couldn't speak, just smiled lightly and bowed her head, and then the two caught up with the person in front.

Several people went to the yamen in charge of the case in the capital with the official who carried the corpse, and after recording the confession according to the pre-agreed statement, Feng Yinxiao sent them to the gate of the Eguo Mansion, and then returned to the Yan Guogong Mansion, and greeted Feng Yinxiao's attendant Ma Minghao told him that he was looking forward to the return of the prince to the palace for the past few days, and had something to talk about, and told him that Feng Guogong was practicing calligraphy in the study at this time, and Feng Yinxiao looked for it and saw his father

Feng Hongrui was writing in front of the green bronze tripod rosewood incense case at this time, and when he heard the movement, he looked up - he was thirty-seven years old, wearing a golden crown, wearing a dark trimmed royal blue satin satin round-necked robe, with a thin figure, a long face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a loving face, and a serene demeanor.

Feng Yinxiao put one hand on the hem of her clothes, and one elbow bent in front of her abdomen, her tall posture blocking the large amount of light behind her.

"Father......" Feng Yinxiao called with a slight smile.

"Xiao'er is back, come here," Feng Guogong greeted his son with a smile, "I finally look forward to your return." ”

Feng Yin smiled and said nothing, and obediently walked to the front of the case to see that his father had just written-

"Father's words are still as strong and powerful as ever, and they can be retracted and released freely."

"Old ......" Feng Guogong waved his hand modestly and smiled, "Where has my son been on business recently?" Why don't you have any news of you, not even your attendants? ”

Feng Yinxiao immediately looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Father, my son wants to talk to him, is it convenient?" ”

Feng Hongrui saw that his son's face was positive and stern, and his eyes froze: "My son has something on his mind?" ”

Feng Yinxiao turned around, returned after closing the door, looked at his father, and after a long time, he said slowly:

"Father, son wants to know whether our family's friendship with the Eguo Mansion is true or false?"

"Of course, last time, was the second master who brought his eldest son Yun Ke to worship you as a teacher?" Feng Hongrui answered without thinking about it, and at the same time asked curiously, "Why did Xiao'er suddenly remember to ask this?" ”

"Then after the second master's accident, why did my father hide and not go out, and he didn't even offer condolences?" Feng Yinxiao didn't wait for Feng Guogong to take a breath, and asked bluntly, "I heard from the attendant in the house that my father originally planned to go, but then I stopped thinking after listening to my uncle's words, why is this?" ”

Feng Hongrui's facial expression became unnatural, and his gaze was a little evasive: "Why are you asking this?" ”

Father's avoidance made Feng Yinxiao feel more and more that there must be an inside story in this, and she must find out.

"My son just doesn't know, since the two families have a lot of friendship, why don't you see you when your friends are in trouble and your family needs your condolences," Feng Yinxiao looked at his father, and his words revealed disappointment, "This is not your style, and it is not like the father that my son has always respected since he was a child." ”

Feng Hongrui lowered his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the words he wrote, and he sighed: "Xiao'er, you are still young, many things-"

"My son is now thirteen years old, not young," Feng Yinxiao was patient, trying to persuade his father to tell the truth, "He is still on an errand in the palace, and he has seen many people in the world, so what else can't he understand?" ”

"But why does Xiao'er have to know?" Feng Hongrui was reluctant to tell him, and hesitated.

Feng Yinxiao took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and stared for a moment, thinking that it was better to tell her father about the various things that happened in the Grange yesterday, and it was a matter of her innocence, and her father might tell him frankly.

"My son doesn't dare to deceive," Feng Yinxiao opened her eyes, looked at Feng Guogong and said softly, "I have been 'waiting for the rabbit' in the Grange where the second master was killed for the past few days, and I finally let my son catch it last night." ”

Feng Hongrui raised his head suddenly, and looked at his son in shock: "You said you were waiting to catch the murderer on the grange?" Still caught? Where is the murderer now? ”

"Does Father know who the murderer is?" Feng Yinxiao didn't answer her father's words, and answered the question.

"How would the Father know?" Feng Hongrui was stunned by the abnormality of his fourth son today, and blurted out, "Xiao'er may as well say it directly, there is no need to be so careful, what can't the father and son say?!" ”

Feng Yin paused slightly, licked his lips, and said as if he had two words coming out of his mouth: "Yu Mu! ”

"What? How could it be him?! Feng Hongrui almost screamed, his expression showing his surprise everywhere, "Xiao'er is sure?" ”

Feng Yinxiao looked at her surprised father with a calm expression, trying to find out a little hypocrisy and fraud from his young face, but no, his father was indeed shocked.

"Sure," Feng Yinxiao replied succinctly, "Three years after Yu Mu drove you out of the State Mansion, he actually appeared on an errand in the Eguo Mansion, and now it seems to be an 'inside line'." ”

"'Inside'?" Feng Guogong's eyes widened, and he was full of suspicion, "Whose inside line could it be?" ”

Feng Yinxiao looked at his father, who was completely kept in the dark and at a loss, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart: he could already conclude that this matter had nothing to do with his father, but who would do this in the name of his father?

"The murderer said-" Feng Yinxiao paused, and said as if he was in a measured manner, "It was my father who told me to kill the second master, and after seizing the brocade box, he could return to the Yanguo Mansion." ”

Sure enough, his father's reaction was within Feng Yinxiao's expectations, only to see a "snap", Feng Guogong slapped his palm on the case, and the ink in the inkstone splashed out and sprinkled on the big characters just written:

"Contemptible! Hateful! Alas! Feng Guogong's eyes widened angrily, and he waved his arms angrily and said, "This is simply the most shameless slander, framing, Yu Mu is despicable!" ”

Feng Yinxiao saw that her father was angry, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him sit down, and poured him another glass of water.

"Of course, my son will not believe the murderer's words, and let him slander and frame my father," Feng Yinxiao calmed down and soothed me gently, "but the murderer insisted that it was his father who conveyed his intentions, and said that he would ......confront my father face to face."

"Confrontation? Hum! Feng Hongrui slammed the tea bowl in his hand on the table and said, "Let him come!" As he spoke, he stood up, walked to the door, stretched out his arms and pointed in one direction, and said angrily, "Let him come!" I want to see how Yu Mu, a second-rate son, splashes dirty water in front of me. Feng Guogong said breathlessly, looking very angry.

"The murderer is dead," Feng Yinxiao stepped forward to support her father, and said upsetly, "The crossbowmen who were ambushed on the roof of the mansion have killed people." ”

Feng Guogong turned his head violently, stopped his breathing and looked at his son in a daze, and suddenly sneered: "Splash dirty water and kill people again, there is no proof of death, it's really a high level!" ”

"Father, there is a key issue here," Feng Yinxiao said, "Yu Mu insisted that he had received a message from a person before he started, and this person's relationship with his father was extraordinary...... Therefore, the son came to ask his father today, who is Yu Mu referring to? ”

"This also asks," Feng Guogong glanced at his son angrily, and sneered angrily and irritably, "If a murderer wants to get away with the crime, he can naturally kill one by one." ”

"I can't see it," Feng Yinxiao shook her head and analyzed thoughtfully, "Since Yu Mu dares to say such a thing as a face-to-face confrontation, it means two things: first, he has this certainty; Second, what he calls 'a person who is very close to his father' must also be someone he knows well, and even keeps in touch with all the time. ”

"But I really don't know who this Yu Mu is referring to," Feng Guogong looked at his son and said seriously, "I have always maintained a close relationship with my colleagues, not estranged, but not too close, and the 'extraordinary relationship' can only mean family." ”

As soon as Feng Guogong said this, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes opened, as if he wanted to take the trouble to see something, but he was always blurry. Feng Yinxiao was also slightly stunned: Family? Thinking of what he said on the Grange before, "It is difficult to prevent house thieves", he suddenly gasped, he forced himself to calm down, calm his mind, and suddenly remembered another thing-

"Father, what did your uncle say to you on the day of the second master's funeral, so that you gave up your condolences to your friend?" Feng Yinxiao's tone was almost pleading, "I also ask my father to tell me the truth, and my son promises to keep his mouth shut." ”

Suddenly, Feng Hongrui's face revealed a suspicious red, and his eyes began to dodge again, this is a very rare situation for Feng Guogong, who pursues a "gentleman and frank", Feng Yinxiao was a little confused: What secrets does my father have in his heart?

"Because...... Second lady," after hesitating for a long time, Feng Hongrui finally said hesitantly, but still said half a sentence, "Your uncle said that appearing at this time will cause gossip, which is not good for the reputation of the second lady, so after thinking about it again, I still won't go." ”

A trace of surprise flashed in the depths of Feng Yinxiao's ink eyes: Father seems to have great respect and respect for the second lady, why is this? But what does this have to do with whether or not to go to mourn the second master? When the wind was in the clouds, he wanted to ask for an understanding and stopped talking for a moment, and decided not to get to the bottom of it, and now he went to find Miss Seven, thinking of seeing her again, his heart unconsciously wanted to be beautiful...... R1152