Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Shadow of a Spy
Fu Yannian and Huang Chun followed Fu Yu into the garden, the jumping and chaotic colors dazzled their eyes, and the fragrance of flowers that had already been placed in layers made the garden swirl with light and rippling warm clouds. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
At this time, Zhang Xiaojing was throwing at the two groups of people in the court from various directions.
On both sides were a twelve-thirteen-year-old child, and a twelve-thirteen-year-old child was stacked on top of each other, playing with each other, and piling up flower beds out of the goal.
I saw that the red-faced boy who was playing against Fu Shuang, casually with a complete set of actions of head, shoulders, back, chest, knees, legs, and feet, and the boy below passed the ball in tacit understanding.
Everyone watched with a sigh of relief, until the flower bed was struck by the strength of the ball, and there was a burst of cracking sounds.
The children were still cheering, only Fu Yannian and Huang Chun, with the explosion of the purple fairy chrysanthemum pot, with the colorful scene like fireflies in the sky, their faces changed in an instant.
Fu Yannian looked at Huang Chun, Huang Chun's gaze was also towards him, and the expressions of the two were the same in disbelief.
"Mercury oil powder?" Fu Yannian whispered.
Huang Chun nodded, and said quietly: "It seems to be hidden in the purple fairy chrysanthemum pot in the past." It's not very safe here, so I'll go to Prince Ning to discuss and find a reason to end the wedding ceremony as soon as possible, so that I can investigate this place thoroughly. β
With that, he left without touching the ground.
Leaving Fu Yannian alone, standing among the noisy children, sorting out the past with his thoughts lingering.
Don't?
How so?
But?
Is it really just Xinyue and Beiming, or Luo Wei, who are playing and fighting?
Could there be another force, another cause and effect?
Fu Shuang lost the battle over there, shook his hands angrily and didn't play, ran to a pool of clear water next to him, and watched Ling Sifu splash ink on the plain silk fan placed next to him.
Danqing ink, the color in the water is transformed into a colorful and turquoise, infinite changes, Ling Sifu's jade wrist hangs lightly, the millitube is dotted and outlined on the water surface, splashing freely, the white silk fan surface is silently smudged like a cloud, and in a moment, the ancient pine and strange stones, trees and pavilions, leap into the fan, and the shade is appropriate.
After putting down the pen, Ling Sifu raised his head, facing Fu Shuang, who was out of breath, Fu Yannian, who was a little stunned, and Fu Yu, who looked confused behind him.
She asked Fu Yu with her eyes, but Fu Yu replied with a more confused look, shook her head again, and showed that she didn't understand why.
Ling Sifu pondered, this is also strange, why did he suddenly get up like this?
While speaking, Aunt Kong had already sent a personal girl out, and the girl saluted Ling Sifu, and hurriedly said: "The old lady said that the eldest princess suddenly had an important matter to see the young master, and the matter here is still bothering Miss Lao Ling to help arrange it thoroughly." β
Ling Sifu pursed his lips and thought for a moment, and replied, "I know." So let's lead the children in the courtyard to the hall for dinner first, and then finish it, okay? β
The girl saluted back, and said, "The old lady instructed the maid to listen to the girl's arrangement." Then the maid went and prepared the meal. β
Fu Yannian stood quietly on the side, waiting for the crowd in the backyard to gradually disperse, and then walked to the side of those purple fairy chrysanthemums step by step.
Suddenly, with some impulsiveness, he began to fiddle with a few pots that had not been broken by the ball, and suddenly, as if he had touched something, he took out a handful of dirt mixed with the powder of mercury oil.
With a snap, he couldn't help but smash the basin to pieces, and even had an urge to curse.
Then he turned and crouched down, sobbing silently.
Huang Chun, who came later, motioned for the servants to retreat, and walked to Fu Yannian's side alone.
He squatted down gently, put his head in his arms, and tried to block the view around him, Ren Fu Yannian's tears soaked his clothes drop by drop in his arms.
"It's okay, it's okay," Huang Chun put his lips on Fu Yannian's ear as if coaxing a child, and comforted.
Fu Yannian's face suddenly flushed, the green tendons on his temples burst out little by little, his eyes were filled with indescribable despair, and with an indescribable emotion, he grabbed Huang Chun's arm, lowered his hoarse voice, and asked:
"Huang Chun, the yellow mercury oil powder that killed Qin Qing, could it be that through my relationship, the batch of purple fairy chrysanthemums transferred from Luo Wei was sent to your friends' houses by me and Qin Qingββ"
"No, no," Huang Chun stroked Fu Yannian's neck and back from top to bottom, sliding all the way down, and raised his hand to stroke his cheek, comforting again: "Didn't I find out that I wrote everything, it was brought by Xiao Shizi himself, don't think about it, it won't-"
Fu Yannian's face gradually darkened, he relied on Huang Chun, fragile as a child, for a long time, a glimmer of light flashed in his dark eyes, and said softly:
"Huang Chun, have you checked the inspection process of the sea ban? If this batch of purple fairy chrysanthemums has a large number of hidden private goods, then why hasn't it been found? Could it beβ"
His eyes focused on Huang Chun's face again.
Huang Chun sat sideways on the ground, continued to caress him, comforted him, and said to him sincerely:
"I promise you, I'll investigate, no matter what, now we have to inform the eldest princess of this matter first, and then she will investigate all the purple fairy chrysanthemums that have entered the country, and you must say this matter yourself, and you will also pass the blame for the guilt-
I will do my best to help you in this matter, but you also have to be strong and cheer up, only you can help yourself, think about Old General Qin and Youyou, if you are framed into a crime, what will happen to them? β
Fu Yannian held Huang Chun's hand tighter and tighter, he seemed to be a person tortured by fate, he couldn't escape, couldn't stay, couldn't let go, except for face, only face.
The autumn wind blows off the yellow leaves, and the sound of horses' hooves enters the courtyard gate.
"Pay two?"
It was Yu Wenchen who rode Fu Er at a gallop, and Fu Er also had a brocade burden on his body, fluttering and beating on horseback.
Yu Wenchen didn't wait for Fu Er to stand still, so he rolled the saddle and dismounted, and hurriedly dealt with Yannian and Huang Chun: "The eldest princess came to the mansion to arrest people, saying that she wanted to thoroughly investigate the matter of Zixian Ju, and the old general asked me to inform you, let's avoid it first." β
"What is avoidance? Father-in-law, what does this mean? Fu Yannian asked in a hoarse voice.