In the fifth year of Taihe, at the noon of October, the second quarter of Chenzheng.

Chang'an, Chang'an County, Guangdefang, Zhangfu.

Although Zhang's Mansion is not large, its location is adjacent to the Yong'an Canal that flows through Guangdefang, there are no shops around, and the location is far away from Yiqu, where the Jingzhao Mansion is located, and there are several houses separated from the central cross street in the square, so it is very clean.

Wang changed the dress of the fine hairpin dress in the palace, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears from the sixteenth house, she changed into the dress of the maid in the palace, the copper hairpin propped up the snail bun, a cold narrow shirt skirt, and a tulle hat on her head to cover her face.

Since entering the palace eight years ago was given to King Ying, the Wang family only went out with King Ying on weekdays, and later King Ying was obsessed with cultivating and alchemy, often in the mansion for a few days, she had to find herself in the deep courtyard of the palace, sending maids and servants to go out to play a few hostas, buy some incense, inquire about some rumors, and even those Taoist classics that King Ying read, she can now memorize them like a stream. The Wang family has long forgotten when the last time he left the Sixteen Mansions......

At this moment, the Wang family is independent of the horse in front of the Zhangfu Zhu Gate, standing elegantly. A double-wheeled car was parked at the entrance of the alley not far away. Wang hesitated for a while, her beautiful eyes stared at the head of Zhumen and thought for a moment, Zhang Yijun's whereabouts are unknown, there is no clue at the moment, the huge Chang'an City, looking for a needle in a haystack, coming to Zhangfu is the safest way she can think of at present. Thinking like this, Wang raised his slender jade hand and knocked lightly on the door with a tiger head.

The north wind swept by, and the maid's clothes were far from being as thick as the dark brocade robe worn by the princess, so that Wang couldn't help but subconsciously reach out and tighten the collar of the shirt and skirt on her body.

After a long time, there was no movement in the house, so Wang knocked on the door of the house again, and this time after a while, he heard someone yawning and saying, "Coming, coming......"

The door of the mansion opened a crack inward, and a servant of the mansion who looked too old and had a weak crown cautiously poked his head, his eyes were accompanied by suspicion, and his eyes swept over the "maid" he didn't know.

Wang came back to his senses, remembered that he had disguised himself as a servant, and bowed to the servant.

The servant replied slightly, scratched the back of his head, and seemed to have just fallen asleep, and his tone was still full of questions: "Dare to ask the lady ......?" ”

Then he said: "The slave is a maid from the family of Xiao Langjun of your mansion, and he came to find Xiao Langjun of your mansion on behalf of Ah Lang, and I hope that he will inform ...... on his behalf."

"Xiao Langjun?" This servant seems to have not been in the mansion for a long time, so he thought for a moment before matching the "Xiao Lang Jun" in Wang's mouth with the person, "Xiao Lang Jun Xu left the house early in the morning, and he didn't see him when he woke up, didn't he go to the West Market with Ah Lang?" ”

City?

A trace of surprise flashed in Wang's heart, which was far from what His Highness told him half an hour ago: [Yesterday, I borrowed the token of the vassal king and Zhang Yijun, maybe I went to check the clues in the middle of the night].

But maybe the servant didn't know much about this, and Wang Shi looked at his sleepy-eyed appearance, afraid that he hadn't been awake for a long time.

Having said that, Zhang Yi is not an inherent possibility, but listening to what this servant just said, Zhang's father is not there?

After the Wang family expressed the doubts in his heart, the servant Xu let down his vigilance, opened the door of the mansion a little wider, rubbed his eyes and said: "Xibo will go out of the mansion with my family Ah Lang early in the morning, I am afraid that they will all go to the west market to prepare Ah Lang's luggage to the eastern capital...... How? What is the matter with your master looking for my little Langjun? ”

Wang made up a reason and said: "Today, my family Ah Lang originally had an appointment with Xiaolangjun of your mansion, but no one came for a long time, so the special slave was found here......"

The servant yawned again, then shook his head and said, "My little Langjun often goes out early and returns late, and he doesn't know where to go every day. The servant paused, and looked at Wang's face through the tulle for a moment, for fear that the "maid" in front of him would return in vain and be scolded, so he said: "If you are not in a hurry to return to your life, you may be able to wait here, and if my family Ah Lang returns to the house later, you can ask in detail?" ”

The Wang family was in a difficult situation for a while, the West Market would not open until half a minute, and it would take an hour to buy a dress novel to the Eastern Capital, and if she could not get information in Zhang's Mansion, then she would waste her time here.

Moreover, Zhang Yijun's whereabouts are unknown, and Wang feels that the longer the delay, the more dangerous the situation will be. King Ying did not dare to hand over this matter to the servants and maids in the palace, and the reason why he handed it over to himself was precisely this.

Wang decided to trust his own judgment......

Just as Wang was about to thank the servant, the servant finally seemed to wake up from the confusion of Hui Langjue, as if he had just remembered and said, "That's right! In recent days, there has been a move in the house, and after Xiao Langjun came back a few days ago, the two often go out and return together, I don't know if he is clear......"

"Lift?"

"Exactly, call Li Shangyin ......" The servant nodded, "The lady will wait for a while, and call him over next......"

Wang searched carefully in his memory for a while, and indeed remembered that King Ying mentioned this person before sending him out of the house, as if he was assisting Zhang Yijun in investigating the case, if it was true, this person would definitely know some of Zhang Yijun's whereabouts, so he stopped and waited for a while.

Shaoqing, looking from a distance through the half-open door of the mansion, the young servant of Fang Cai was leading a young man in an indigo round-necked robe, passing through the second gate and rushing towards this side.

This young man's face was childish, his eyebrows and eyes were green, and he looked only about seventeen years old, which made Wang a little surprised that he was so young.

Is he Li Shangyin? Wang was suspicious. After the servant brought the people in, he gave a salute to Wang and Li Shangyin and retreated.

Li Shangyin seemed to be writing just now, and Wang noticed two new ink stains on his cuffs.

Before Wang opened his mouth, this move first introduced himself endlessly, what is the emperor and Tang dynasty, learned from ancient and modern, studied under famous masters, etc., and spoke in a literary manner, which made Wang sound very upset at this moment, is this person really helping Zhang Yijun investigate the case?

"Dare to ask the little lady why she came to find a business hideout?"

The Wang family restrained his mind, there was no clue at the moment, since this king had mentioned it, but he had to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so he lightly opened his lips and said in a low voice: "The slave came from the Yingwang Mansion, in order to find the location of Zhang Yijun for His Royal Highness, I beg for your help......"

When Li Shangyin heard this, he looked shocked, but he didn't know whether he was surprised by the fact that the Wang family was from the Yingwang Mansion, or if Zhang Yijun's whereabouts had been lost, so he asked for a while: "Yi...... Brother Yi Jun didn't go to the Sixteenth House? ”

"Don't you even know what you're doing?" Although the Wang family didn't have great hopes, he really heard Li Shangyin ask like this, and his heart was half cold.

"Shang and Shang Yin remembered that Brother Yi Jun rested early last night," Li Shangyin said a little helplessly: "This morning, Shang Yin got up to freshen up, and I didn't see Brother Yi Jun, I thought I went to the Sixteenth House, so I practiced writing and writing until I ......."

Wang's eyes narrowed, thinking carefully, Zhang Yijun came to Chang'an and thought about it for only three or four days, listening to His Royal Highness, it seemed that the move in front of him was always accompanied by him, so he asked: "Where has Zhang Yijun been going with his feet recently?" ”

"That's a lot...... Li Shangyin counted with his fingers, "Pingkangli, Danfengmen, Orchid Liquor ......"

"What's wrong?" Wang interrupted directly.

"Uh, and let Shang Yin think about it...... "Li Shangyin has the ability to remember since he was a child, but he also has a lot of memories because of this, "It's strange, but Shang Yin remembers that Brother Yi Jun is watching ...... in Xuandu"

Wang didn't give him a chance to chatter anymore, and said decisively: "Get in the car!" ”

At the beginning of the year.

Chang'an, Wannian County, Changle Fang, Mufu.

The palace is a regular visit every other day, yesterday has been the court, today the court and the hundreds of officials only need to go to the office of their own affairs, for example, the six officials go to the Zhongshu Province, and the officials of the Shangshu Province go to the Shangshu Province.

In the main hall of the Mu Mansion, unlike the other houses of the four officials of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, the Mu Mansion is a little shabby, and in winter, there is not even a charcoal fire in the main hall. Mu Qingchen was leaning on the pine wood, holding the "Zhenguan Political Dignitaries" with the spine open, and he read it so vividly that someone knocked on the door several times, but he didn't even realize it.

"Aaron ......"

"Alang?"

The person who came had slowly walked inside, and after calling twice, Mu Qingchen took his eyes off the book and recognized that the person was Wang Shiwen, a relative in his house. Mu Qingchen carefully closed the book, closed his eyes and pinched the upper end of the bridge of his nose, and asked Wang Shiwen what was the matter with a little tiredness in his tone.

"Ah Lang, the horse is ready for you," Wang Shiwen was in his early thirties, leaned over and said, "It's already the beginning of the year, it's time to save ...... Shangshu"

"Okay, good ......" Mu Qingchen said, then picked up the tea cup and blew it, took a sip, "After drinking the tea, ......I will leave."

Wang Shiwen sang, but turned around and bent over with some concern: "Alang...... The saints have promised to make Ah Lang the prime minister, these two days have passed, why is there no news today? ”

Mu Qingchen put down the teacup lightly when he heard this, and was silent for a long time, he had heard it yesterday, because of his rapid promotion, the rumors of worshipping the prime minister also spread quickly like wildfire, and it seemed that someone had advised the sage about it. In this way, worshipping the prime minister is like a castle in the air, and it is impossible to reach.

Mu Qingchen said lightly: "The saint has his own holy ......"

Wang Shiwen was helpless, so he gave another salute and was about to retreat, but he heard a loud summons from outside the door of the mansion that seemed to be a horse walker: "Shangshu Zuocheng, Hanlin Bachelor, Zhizhi Xuan, Guangping Mu Qingchen, open the door and extend the edict!" ”

When Mu Qingchen heard this, he got up, dusted off the court clothes that had faded slightly due to washing many times, and then walked towards the mansion with Wang Shiwen.

After a servant opened the door of the mansion, a chubby green-shirted eunuch hurriedly walked through the door, followed by a thin horse walker.

The eunuch in the green shirt looked around the Mu Mansion for a moment, his forehead wrinkled slightly, he was surprised by the "clean and tidy" in the Mu Mansion, but he didn't say more than half a word, he reached out and took a roll of brocade silk from the hand of the horse walker, and the gold and jade decorations on the shaft, Wang Shiwen saw it, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

Could this be the ......

"Edict!"

Mu Qingchen and Wang Shiwen, as well as all the servants in the palace, bowed down.

The edict unfolded slowly, and the eunuch in the green shirt read aloud: "The system said: The cashier is a big life, Zai Si Yuanhua, adjust the four qi to unify and harmonize the heavens, Zhen Baidu to town An Yixia, must be a fashionable Jie, and use the committee Junheng." I am the heir to keep the picture, think about the macro to the reason, the weight of all things, belongs to the Taichen ......"

A few drops of morning dew fell from the branches of the willow trees planted in the courtyard, seeping a few traces of water halo on the ground, and Mu Qingchen saw it in his eyes, and he felt that this moment was just like that moment.

On that day nine years ago, on the willow branches outside the Mingde Gate, it seemed to be full of morning dew.

“…… Brother Junyi and Qingchen, the same branch jinshi, born in the same township, knowing brother in this life, is the honor of Junyi's three lives......"

“…… However, Junyi's three-foot life, a last official, wrote a book, but migrated to Zhongzhou for three thousand miles, and hoped that Qingchen's brother Mo Xuejunyi, must be cherished! ”

"Hey, manly man, what tears?" Cheng Junyi patted Mu Qingchen's back with a smile, and brushed the snowflakes on Mu Qingchen's shoulders by the way, "I have said everything I have practiced, why is it like I am saying goodbye to you?" ”

Seeing that Mu Qingchen didn't say a word, Cheng Junyi was relieved: "Okay, you climb up honestly, and when Brother Qingchen is in a high position one day, it will be good to pull the younger brother back from Zhongzhou......"

Mu Qingchen couldn't stop nodding......

However, at that time, he never thought that this farewell was an eternal farewell, and Beisi ...... It's so mad again.

The eunuch in the green shirt raised his tone a little, and the edict had already read the last sentence: "...... Respect the position, eternal Fu in the rest. Mu Qingchen is discussing the doctor, Xing Shangshu Youcheng, and the same Zhongshu Men Pingzhang, and the honor is the same! ”

"Congratulations to Mu Gong, a very good minister," the eunuch in the green shirt closed the edict with a smile on his face, bowed forward, and corrected himself: "Oh no, it should be called...... Mu Xianggong is gone! ”

After Mu Qingchen thanked him, he raised his head very solemnly to accept the edict, his face was as calm as water, but his eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

Junyi, entrusted by the king; Qingchen, dare not forget......