Meng Fusheng stayed in front of Mu Changfeng's tomb for two days without eating or drinking, and Mu Shengyun also accompanied him like this, and temporarily arranged everything to the other junior disciples, no one came to disturb them, and there were only the two of them and a dead person in front of them in the huge bamboo forest.

Although two days is not enough to heal the sadness, but it is enough for a person with a strong heart to calm down, Meng Fusheng stood up with his knees propped up, maintained a posture for a long time, and suddenly stood up and felt dizzy for a moment, Mu Shengyun hugged him before he was about to faint.

In a posture of a father hugging his son, he protected the little junior brother who watched him grow up in his arms.

The eldest brother is like a father, and now that the master who raised him and taught him knowledge and skills has died, the senior brother has become the only person who can help him shelter him from the wind and rain when he is in danger.

"Senior Brother Shengyun." The young man's voice was particularly hoarse and ugly, like rough pieces of iron rubbing against each other, making a scalp-tingling sound, "Master is gone." ”

In four simple words, Mu Shengyun, who has been in a state of numbness for the past two days, brushed tears like rain.

On the day Master left, he couldn't be too immersed in grief, because he was the owner of the village, he was the spiritual pillar of the disciples and even the entire villa, and once he was knocked down by grief, how could others stay calm? And now, there is only his most beloved brother and the most admired master here, and he can no longer hold back his sorrow and cry darkly.

Meng Fusheng didn't cry this time, he just quietly hugged his senior brother's shoulders, and the two hugged each other like this until it was getting dark.

"Let's go back." Mu Shengyun patted him lightly on the shoulder, with a slight choked voice in his voice, and then pushed him away and walked in front.

Meng Fusheng followed a few steps forward, then turned around and glanced at the tombstone, his thin lips squirming silently: Master, I will come to see you often.

In the light and darkness, Meng Fusheng seemed to see a kind face flickering in the air, and nodded at him gently, with a gentle and loving smile on his face from beginning to end.

Meng Fusheng accompanied Mu Shengyun to deal with things for two days, and then he was ready to return to the palace.

Mu Shengyun was naturally reluctant, such a thing happened, no matter how mature he was, he also needed a closest person to accompany him, but he also knew that Du Yueyan meant responsibility to Meng Fusheng, and this was another trip that had to be taken, so he finally did not stop him, and sent him to the door in silence.

On the occasion of separation, Meng Fusheng hugged him for the last time and whispered in his ear: "Senior brother, when Yan'er wakes up, I will come back to help you, you will not be alone." ”

These words were too ironing, and Mu Shengyun's nose was sour again, he hugged Meng Fusheng back, happy like a simple child who did not touch the world, "Okay, senior brother, wait for you to come back." ”

Mu Shengyun shook his hand and watched Meng Fusheng leave, his figure gradually disappearing into the mountains, but Mu Shengyun firmly believed that he would appear again soon.

Meng Fusheng returned to the palace again and took care of Du Yueyan day after day, except for some things that were inconvenient for him to do, almost everything else was fake.

Du Weizhen also came to take a look from time to time, the two can be called getting along day and night, in this kind of time when they meet so frequently, the relationship between the two is getting deeper and deeper, and then Du Weizhen even discusses with Meng Fusheng from time to time about the political affairs that annoy him, Meng Fusheng will also mention a sentence or two, and he will also do a part if he can help, just like that, the tacit understanding that the two of them used to know what each other was thinking without saying much came back.

At this moment, Wang Suping received a letter secretly worn by an imperial merchant who had gone from Jingzhou to the imperial city to do business, which ambiguously stated that the second prince had made frequent moves in the past six months, and hoped that he would pay more attention.

Wang Suping did not rashly present the letter to Du Weizhen, but first quietly recruited the imperial businessman, inquired about him, heard the content of his answer, became more and more shocked, rewarded him with something and entered the palace overnight.

The Imperial Study.

Du Weizhen was correcting the folds when he heard the news of the prime minister's visit, and hurriedly asked people to come in.

"Come late at night, Aiqing is in a hurry?"

Wang Suping's expression was solemn, and he deliberately walked to Du Weizhen's side, told today's events in the most concise language, and at the same time presented a handwritten letter from the imperial businessman.

Du Weizhen's thin lips pursed, his eyes swept over the white paper and black words on it line by line, and after reading it, he took a deep breath and asked, "How sure does Aiqing think this matter is?" ”

Wang Suping pursed his lips, and after a psychological assessment, he said cautiously: "Five points up, before coming, Weichen specially called the imperial businessman to inquire, his words and deeds do not seem to be fake, and he has no need to cheat, after all, his person is now in the Weichen Mansion, and bullying the king is not a small crime." ”

Du Weizhen nodded, his expression became even more solemn, and there was a gloomy and gloomy mood in his eyes, he said: "Aiqing, don't worry, I will send someone to investigate, if the matter is true, I will definitely not let my second emperor brother make any big waves." ”

Du Weizhen didn't even have news that night, he knew Du Chenliang's temperament very well, so when he "escorted" him to Jingzhou, he also left a group of people there to "protect" him, and by the way, he monitored, if something really happened there, the people who stayed there should not have any news at all, after all, his good emperor's actions are so big that even a businessman knows.

If it weren't for the professionally trained people, even if they caught the carrier pigeon, they couldn't understand the meaning of the symbol on the letter, and then, Du Weizhen waited quietly for a reply.

Three days later, the carrier pigeon crossed half of Kunguo, flew in through the open window of the imperial study, and landed at his hand.

Seeing the content of the letter, Du Weizhen's pupils shrank, and it read: Everything is as usual in Jingzhou, and the second prince is obsessed with lustful dogs and horses.

Who should he believe in such a different situation?

Du Weizhen hesitated a little, so he asked Sixi to call Meng Fusheng over, and he didn't have anything to hide from him, so he directly handed him the letter from Jingzhou presented by Wang Suping.

After he finished reading the two letters, Du Weizhen asked in a puzzled tone: "Fusheng, who do you think I should believe?" ”

It stands to reason that compared to the businessman who has been regarded as the head of treachery and cunning since ancient times, the person he personally cultivated is more credible, but Du Weizhen has been wavering in his heart, because he doesn't understand that if the situation in Jingzhou is really as the person he installed in Jingzhou said, then why should the imperial merchant deceive him by risking his life?

And compared to before, the status of merchants is now higher, I don't know how much, they should be grateful, how can they not be fooled.