"Mu Yan is obedient, good, don't pull the beard of the unphased grandfather." Jiang Caiwei hugged Zhang Muyan's legs and said softly.

Zhang Muyan's big eyes rolled around, and he asked, "Daddy won't come back today?" ”

Jiang Caiwei was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding why her daughter asked this question, and subconsciously replied: "Daddy won't come back for a few days, and my mother doesn't know when Daddy will come back." ”

She has a good intention, the purpose is not to make Zhang Muyan sad, although Zhang Muyan is now a little girl who doesn't know anything, but the little guy is very smart, and she is afraid that the little guy will guess something from her words.

After Su Qiqi heard this, he shook his head helplessly.

She, the eldest mother, knows the virtue of the little guy better than Jiang Caiwei, the mother-in-law, this little guy definitely doesn't feel that something is wrong, and he must be holding back something bad in his heart.

In Fuzhou for a few years, Zhang Muyan was completely damaged by Zhang Ru.

That guy has a bad stomach, as long as he knows some of the methods of the whole person, he will take the trouble to teach his daughter. Occasionally, Jiang Caiwei or Su Qiqi said a few words about him, and he also said that in order to avoid his daughter being bullied in the future, he would teach his daughter some self-defense skills now.

Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Caiwei's answer, Zhang Muyan smiled: "It's good if Daddy doesn't come back, Daddy won't beat Mu Yan's ass if he doesn't come back." ”

Jiang Caiwei and Su Qiqi both looked at Wuxiang with pity, and their eyes seemed to tell him: Grandpa Wuxiang, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your beard.

After tossing for a long time, and being laughed at by Fan Wuyi for a long time, the faceless monk took the difficult Zhang Muyan off his body.

The little girl is tired, so she doesn't have time to toss this white-bearded old monk, otherwise, his beard is really not enough for Zhang Muyan to pluck.

Late at night, two old guys sat on the beams of the house and chatted, Fan Wuyi took a pot of wine, and Monk Wuxiang held a handful of fried beans.

"What kind of medicine do you say Zhang Wenxuan sells in his gourd? This time, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead in the palace, and the group of people under him didn't know if they were measured. If you really pull the flag, when the time comes, the unlucky ones are the people who have just passed a few good days. "There is no emotion.

He didn't think that this was the best time for Zhang Ru to make a mess, and he didn't think that the elder named Wan An would believe everything in front of him.

Fan Wuyi said lazily: "Zhang Wenxuan has his own ideas, he is a young man, and his thoughts, we old guys can't understand it."

Anyway, you've already come to the capital, so you don't care what to do.

In fact, the old man estimated that this kid was not absolutely sure, and he didn't know that this day would come so early. For you and me to return to the capital, it is nothing more than to ensure the safety of his family. ”

Wuxiang frowned and asked, "Is this kid really not the slightest bit sure?" ”

Fan Wuyi raised his eyebrows: "You ask me, I'll ask who to go." If you look at the reaction of the little guys, you can see that this is not an improvisation at all. Maybe he was already planning all this when he was in Fuzhou, maybe he started planning before he went to Fuzhou. This kid has too many fancy intestines, who knows! ”

Wuxiang sighed, and there seemed to be an appearance of the people in his mind, the white bones were exposed in the wilderness, the people were eaten by their children, and Hu Lu invaded the Central Plains.

That scene, even if it was just an imagination, still made him shudder.

"No, we can't let things go this way." There is no such thing as a decisive way.

He's a monk, and a monk has compassion, and he really doesn't want to see the scene in his mind.

If he had to face such a scenario, he would rather die now than watch those in need reach out and be powerless.

Fan Wuyi said: "You are also a monk, why are you still so quick-tempered." Now Wen Xuan doesn't know whether he lives or dies in the palace, and the only way is to wake him up.

These young people are the only ones who look at him, and as long as he speaks, these people will never dare to say anything.

The old man didn't dare to say that everyone obeyed him, at least nine times out of ten they listened to him.

If Zhang Wenxuan doesn't wake up, even if the emperor wakes up, I'm afraid it won't help. Those young people have been led by Zhang Wenxuan all these years, and there is no emperor in their eyes. ”

Wuxiang said: "You think of a way to send me into the palace." ”

Fan Wuyi smiled: "Why, when you get old, you feel that the long worm under your crotch is useless, and you want to cut it off?" ”

The banter in the words was just a good-natured teasing, in fact, how could Fan Wuyi not know what his old fellow wanted to do.

Monk Wuxiang said disapprerovingly: "Lao Wei is not proficient in art, but he also understands a little, maybe he can make Zhang Wenxuan wake up." ”

Fan Wuyi thought for a while, and finally nodded reluctantly.

He knew that there was a miracle doctor surnamed Li in the palace, and since that person had no way, he didn't think that the monk Wuxiang could rejuvenate with his hands.

Agreeing to the request of the monk is nothing more than treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

After so many years of getting along, the relationship between him and Zhang Ru is no longer just the relationship between elders and juniors, the two have already become each other's relatives.

Otherwise, with Fan Wuyi's idle cloud and wild crane temperament, how could he stay in the Dingbian Hou Mansion and never move his nest.

It was night, and there were two more people outside the noon gate, and the speed of these two people was very fast, so fast that they disappeared from the field of vision of those palace guards in the blink of an eye.

The young guard was a noble disciple, and the spear in his hand was cold, and he snorted: "Did you see anything floating over just now?" ”

Because of the perspective, the other didn't see anything at all, and said casually: "You won't be dazzled!" Where is there anyone on this big night? ”

The young guard rubbed his eyes, patted his head suspiciously, and muttered: "Maybe it's dazzling, damn it, Yichun Building should go less in the future." ”

While the two were talking, Wuxiang and Fan Wujiao had already walked out for nearly a hundred feet.

The road was unimpeded, and basically the road was on the roof and beams and the like, and the eunuch Gong'e on the road couldn't find any trace of the two at all.

Gradually, the two of them got closer and closer to the East Warm Pavilion.

Wuxiang took an arrow step, which showed that he was on the grass a little, and he was about to go straight to Dongnuan Pavilion, and suddenly, a sound of breaking the air made him feel horrified, and his body kept rolling.

"Tuk!" A copper coin was embedded in a large tree twenty zhang away, and the copper coin completely sank into the trunk of the big tree.

"Where is my friend, entering the palace late at night, but there is something important?" A voice rang out in the air.

Fan Wuyi secretly said that it was not good, and said in his heart that he had forgotten that there were still so many old guys in the palace.

Monk Wuxiang was about to open his mouth to speak, but Fan Wuyi had already shouted in advance: "Old man Hu, don't get me wrong, your own people." ”