Dali Temple Qing Mingguan really couldn't figure it out, Feng Wuxian actually dared to swagger to visit Guo Lu and the others at such a critical juncture, even if he didn't avoid suspicion, he had to have a degree. What's more, Guo Hanjin and Lu Simang are still unknown when they will be able to make a comeback after this catastrophe, is it worth this prince to spend so much effort and take such a big risk?

Having said that, Mingguan has been an official for many years, and he still understands the principle of prudence in words and deeds, and after Feng Wuxian made a request, he was only slightly embarrassed for a while and ordered his subordinates to let him go. However, he also hinted that Feng Wuxian would secretly fold this matter, after all, the emperor has many ears and eyes, and hiding it is disgusting.

Although it is considered a prison, but when Feng Wuxian stepped into this place, he didn't feel anything other than unspeakable depression, and there was even a smell of incense in the air, it seemed that the treatment of these prisoners in Dali Temple was really good. Although several jailers didn't know who the noble person Feng Wuxian was, they saw that even the Dali Temple Qing Ming of the three grades was respectfully accompanying him, and they felt more and more that this person's identity was extraordinary, and they were all cautious, lest there be any mistakes in the errand.

Immortal cautiously guarded behind Feng Wuxi, after all, it was a prison place, so Feng Wuxian could not bring a full servant with great fanfare, Xu Chunshu and a few people stayed in front of the hall, and only he followed. Although he was guarding against assassins and accidents, he still did not forget his master's orders, and a few ingots of ten taels of silver were quietly stuffed into the jailer's arms, which surprised those people, and there was a little more flattery in their expressions.

Guo Hanjin and Lu Simang didn't expect that it was just the second day after they arrived in the capital, and Feng Wuxian came to visit in person, and they got up and saluted in a hurry, and they couldn't even say everything they could. Seeing this, Mingguan immediately exchanged a few polite words with the prince, and hurriedly slipped away in the name of being busy with official business, and several jailers also retreated at the opportunity, and suddenly there were only four people left in the room.

Without waiting for orders, the Immortal Jue guarded the door like a door god, his sharp eyes swept around, and he didn't want to run around without long eyes. Guo Hanjin and Lu Simang saw that there was no one around, and they couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts anymore, "Your Highness, please save the lower official!" Lu Simang didn't care about any official body, and said again and again, "Lao Guo and I have never been so unlucky in our lives, and we have encountered all kinds of strange things." After staying up for so long, I finally got to this position, but I have encountered great disasters again and again, if the emperor strictly investigates this time, I and the lives of the two of us will not be saved! ”

Feng Wuxian hurriedly picked up the two of them, but his expression was gentle and tight, "Han Qing, Lun Lun, you don't have to be like this. Even if you don't talk about the merits of the two of you when you were in Fujian, this time the king will never believe that it has anything to do with the two of you, at most it is just a crime of negligence, and there will be no worries about your life. My father is a generous lord, and how can we who are ministers be able to guess that as long as you write and confess your guilt, his old man will be sympathetic to your merits, and he should be lenient. ”

Guo Lu and the others were confused at first, and there were no outsiders here, why did Feng Wuxian make such an official article, however, the two of them had been in the officialdom for many years, and soon discerned the true meaning of His Highness's words, could it be that this was not only for himself, but also for others? As soon as they thought of this, they felt a chill down their spines, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, but fortunately the two had just entered prison, and they had no temperament to talk about it in a depressed mood, otherwise if there was any disrespect in their words, it would be that ten heads were not enough to cut off.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reminder." Guo Han said with sincere fear, "The two officials must write the excerpt of the defense as soon as possible, Lord Yao died innocently in Fujian, and the lower officials are indeed guilty and irrefutable." As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from time to time to wipe his tears, looking remorseful, "I just ask the emperor to see that the lower officials have a little work in Fujian, and allow me to make meritorious contributions, and the rest of my wishes are enough." ”

Feng Wuxian nodded secretly, praising Guo Hanjin's glass heart in his heart, he was just a little pretentious, he could pick up the conversation, and he was worthy of being a cunning person. Lu Simang could not be left behind, and he also said with a handful of snot and tears: "Your Highness, rest assured, the lower officials are also people who know the general situation, and they will never dare to escape their responsibilities and make His Highness embarrassed." ”

Feng Wuxian saw that the drama was almost sung, and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Among the courtiers, there are not a few people who think that this king is the master of this assassination, and I think that this king is too ostentatious in Fujian, so that it attracts people's jealousy. However, although Lord Yao's death was innocent, he actually dared to prostitute himself in the county government, did not know the official body, and did not abide by the official discipline, which was really a big loss of the court system. Fortunately, Fang Zhihai knew how to be measured, and when he reported it to the court, he concealed the matter, and only reported it to the king alone, otherwise it would be spread out, and the people would not know what to think! ”

The two of them realized that Feng Wuxian was probably saying this to someone watching in the dark, and hurriedly agreed. Listening to the wind without a trace, he continued: "Some of the courtiers are afraid of the king's power in Fujian, and even secretly gave the title of 'King of Fujian', but they don't know if this king really has the heart to run a province in Fujian, how can he not communicate with his maternal uncle? Lord Xiao is a secretary of the ministry, and he can change a candidate with one sentence, so why let Yao Mutong go to Fujian as the governor? Song Junxian is a well-known and upright person, if it is said that he has a close relationship with this king, but if you want him to be loyal to this king, do you think it is possible? It's a pity that those people just keep an eye on this king, but they don't want to think about the situation before Fujian, it's a pity! ”

Rao is Guo Hanjin and Lu Simang knew the truth behind the scenes, and they were also frightened by the half-truths and half-truths of Feng Wuxian for a while, and they came to their senses after a while, and secretly praised this master for doing a full set of acts. How could the two of them be left behind, and then sighed, making the secret agent who was eavesdropping beside the brass pipe confused, he has been doing this business for many years, but he has never seen two prisoners who are waiting for crime not discuss with their masters how to get rid of their crimes, but sincerely admit their guilt, what a hell. However, he didn't dare to misinterpret these words at will, he was not the only one who listened, and when everything was sorted out and presented to the emperor, he had to hurry up.

Out of the door of Dali Temple, Feng Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief. It's been too long in the house, and the things that need to be done are over, so it's time to loosen up. He glanced at the many servants, waved his hand to summon Xu Chunshu, and whispered a few words. Xu Chunshu was a little surprised by his master's unexpected request, but he thought about the manpower around him and agreed. So, Feng Wuxian changed into the prince's clothes in the sedan chair, and then sent the sedan chair and some entourages back, leaving only Xu Chunshu and a few other guards in civilian clothes.

Compared to the other guards who had followed the wind without a trace for a long time, Qiu Qingyuan felt a burst of excitement. After returning to Beijing, he and the other three were allowed to serve as the king of Qinjun, and they also handed over the errand in the palace. In the eyes of these people, although the palace guards are not as honorable as the palace guards, they have far fewer rules and do not have so many superiors to govern. Xu Chunshu is a tolerant boss, he rarely punishes his subordinates unless necessary, and the rewards given by Feng Wuxian are often not stingy, so they are extremely fortunate to stay in the palace, after all, the guards in the palace are not easy to get promoted.

The streets of the capital are still so bustling, Feng Wuxian smiled and watched a few people not far away arguing over the price of the goods, and the two young girls on the side were picking out boxes of rouge gouache. For them, the things in the court are always out of reach, if there were no things back then, I'm afraid they would be living this kind of life, right?

He shook his head in disgrace, and drove away this ridiculous idea, if he was still in that place, the only possibility was to starve and freeze, and then get married and have children like ordinary people, and do nothing. Although his current life is full of dangers, it suits his restless temperament. If he followed the logic of ordinary people, should he send someone to find the traces of the real prince, and then kill people? It's a pity that he didn't even know where he came from back then, which is really ironic.

"Hey, did you hear that? That famous beauty in the capital, Miss Tang, is going to leave the cabinet? A middle-aged man on the side of the road said mysteriously, "I heard that it's today, and I don't know how to do it recently, those ladies are marrying one after another, I'm afraid those sons and brothers all hate it." ”

Miss Tang, a name suddenly flashed in Feng Wuji's mind, could it be Tang Jianrou? Although I have never seen this lady who is known as the first talented woman in the capital, I have heard others mention it many times, and there are even a few disputes that happened in Yiyun Pavilion. But he was immediately relieved, this matter had nothing to do with him at all, why did he care so much? After looking left and right for a while, Feng Wuxian glimpsed a fairly clean teahouse on the side of the road, and walked in, and several guards behind him glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

The plaque of the teahouse is inscribed with the words "water jade smoke", although it is not a famous handwriting, but it is also handsome and upright, quite a bit of artistic conception. Looking at the few tea customers sitting inside, it is obvious that now is not the time for business. Seeing that Youke came to the door, the man wanted to come forward to greet him, but was stopped by the shopkeeper. This person is in his fifties, his hair has turned gray, but his spirit is still vibrant, looking at the posture, it seems that he is the owner of this small teahouse.

"This master, Xiazhou Bifeng, Longjing before the rain or Junshan Silver Needle?" The shopkeeper nodded and came up to the ground and stammered, his teahouse has been open for many years, and his eyes are the most vicious, and no one in the rich and noble can escape his eyes. Seeing that this son's clothing and bearing are extraordinary, and there are several guards behind him, he is obviously everyone's son.

"Feel free, as long as you have a good grasp of the heat, any famous tea will be the same." Feng Wuxian said lightly.

"That's, Ye is really an insider." The shopkeeper hurriedly flattered, how could he not understand the character of these rich families, what tribute tea can't be tasted, today is nothing more than a temporary situation. He didn't need to be a buddy, he was busy with his own work, but the tea customers were surprised for a while, everyone knew that although this shopkeeper was superb in tea, he rarely did it himself, and it was really strange today. A few good things hurriedly looked at the wind without a trace, only glanced at it, and the sharp eyes of the guards shot over, scaring a few people to turn around quickly, daring to love the son of the family to try it, no wonder the shopkeeper is so stammered.

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