Mo Yizen arrived soon.

The fight between Chang Qianfo and his entourage with Xin Wei and others, although it was a battle between the rivers and lakes, took place in the imperial city after all. There was such a big murder at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it would not end well if he was stabbed out.

Mo Yizen is accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, and after getting the news, he was first frightened and then afraid, and after knowing that the thousand Buddhas were safe and sound, he immediately calmed down and began to deploy the aftermath.

He asked his eldest son Mo Yuan to arrange in the hall, so that there were few people near the Zaijing Courtyard where Chang Qianfo stayed; I brought my henchmen to secretly pick up Chang Qianfo and a few people from Sajin Street, and sent them to Zaijing Courtyard quietly.

The servants in the courtyard were all selected by Mo Yuan himself, and they were strict and reliable. In order to prevent this incident from happening again, half of the secret guards of Gu'an Hall were transferred to Zaijing Courtyard to defend them, but they were not visible to the outside world.

At the same time, all traces of the appearance of the cars and horses of Gu'an Hall near Sajin Street have been erased.

This matter escaped the main culprit, and Changjiabao will definitely not give up. Whether it is to do it against the Heavenly Master Daomen in the future, or whether the Heavenly Family Investigation finally finds out the head of Chang Qianfo, as long as there is no substantial evidence, the court can get by, and it is naturally useless to trouble the ordinary family fort.

Then arrived the Praetorian Guard, who was in charge of patrolling the capital.

The battle on Sajin Street came suddenly, and lasted less than a stick of incense. In such a stormy weather, the Praetorian Guards were able to get the news and react so quickly, not because of their effective operation, but purely because of the intervention of the Fang Rong family.

Lieutenant Tian Yu received Rong Yi's message from He Shun and personally led his troops to the scene. At this time, the battle had stopped, the streets were in shambles, not a single living person was caught, only a dozen corpses wearing the uniforms of the Tiger Xiao battalion were picked.

In Xinwei's plan, let the congregants wearing armor kill people with crossbows on the street, be seen by passers-by, and then return to the ceremony and hide; In addition, the weapon of murder was Tie Fengtie, which was made by the Rong family, and Mu Dian was killed on the way back after responding to Rong Yi's invitation; This black cauldron, Fang Rong's two families must have been on their backs.

However, the action missed, the person died, and the body was left behind, whether it was a person from the Tiger Xiao Camp, and it was clear as soon as the identity was checked.

In order to avoid suspicion, the Fang Rong family did not send a single person to come forward from beginning to end, as if they were unaware of this conspiracy against themselves.

It's just that on the same day, Rong Fu began to investigate the spies, and an old servant who had followed Rong Yi for many years was secretly disposed of.

If a small sect Daojun dares to offend Fang Rong, there must be someone in the court to support him, and he must also be investigated. Of course, this is all later.

Mu Dianke's hard work was very draining, and he often took the medicine by himself, and the symptoms stabilized.

It's unitary time to wake up.

Outside the window, the torrential rain was still pouring down, and Chang Qianfo wrote a letter in front of a new bookcase placed in the window.

He was hit by an arrow in his right arm, wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and he couldn't use it, so he held his wrist with his left hand and wrote slowly, stroke by stroke.

I think it is because the things in the letter are very secret, and it is not appropriate for others to do it for others.

Mu Dian remembered the conversation between the two in the car before the attack, and his heart was clouded with a haze - it seemed that the rescue of Qu Yu'er had really encountered a big obstacle.

I don't know who he wrote.

"Thousand Buddhas—" She opened her mouth, and Fang Jue said to herself like a mosquito. A fierce battle on Sajin Street really hurt her vitality.

Chang Qianfo has been paying attention to Mu Dianke's movements, and immediately heard it, and abandoned his pen and ran.

"How do you feel? What's so uncomfortable? He reached out and touched Mu Dianke's forehead, and probed her wrist and neck veins, both of which were normal, and his heart was slightly calm, so he called someone to bring medicine in.

As soon as Mu Dianke woke up, he was still dizzy and calm, and when he saw a bowl of thick brown decoction medicine arrive in front of him, his face was wrinkled, "I don't want to take medicine." ”

She was sick just once, her body was sore, her head was swollen, and she was so squeamish: "Is it okay not to eat?" ”

"Nope." After Chang Qianfo finished expressing his attitude, his voice immediately became gentle, and he coaxed and advised: "You are sick, you can get better quickly by taking medicine." ”

Mu Dian was rarely willful, his mouth was small, and he frowned: "...... I'll eat it later. ”

What can Chang Qianfo do with her?

Look at it, the little eyes seem to beg for mercy. His heart softened, and he couldn't compromise too obviously, so he pretended to be serious and said: "Then you must eat later, but you are not allowed to rely on it." ”

Mu Dian can connect his head.

Chang Qianfo turned around and handed the decoction back to the maid, and instructed: "Take it to warm it first, and send it in a moment." ”

The maid pursed her lips and smiled, answered "yes", and did not forget to carefully close the door after going out.

"Is she laughing at me?" Mu Dian was sluggish in his illness, and only then did he realize that there was a person standing behind Chang Qianfo, twisted his face to cover himself in the soft pillow, and covered it with his hand: "Shame on the dead." ”

Not only did he lose face in front of his subordinates. As soon as she missed her eyes, she saw a large Dingzhou red porcelain vase placed in the corner of the wall, red and gorgeous, and her thoughts somehow twisted in three or two, so she jumped into the heavy rain and said to Chang Qianfo that she wanted to pull him to worship heaven and earth.

"How can I be?" Chang Qianfo's face didn't take long to break the gong, and said with a smile: "I guess she is laughing at me, her ears are soft, and she is afraid of guilt, so she has no principles." ”

Mu Dianke made him laugh, lifted his face from the pillow, climbed to the side, raised his hand to caress his right arm wrapped in a white cloth, and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

Chang Qianfo hugged Mu Dianke with one hand, wrapped it in his arms, and said with a smile: "If it hurts, it hurts, and if you change a beautiful lady, you won't lose." ”

Mu Dianke's cheeks were red, and he no longer dismissed him like before. After all, she was relieved today.

For the rest of your life, don't have any more attachments. The two of them sat together for a long time, and then she asked, "Does the person who plays the piano to help us know who it is?" ”

Chang Qianfo shook his head: "This person has no intention of showing up, and he left as soon as the wind cutting iron broke." I've asked Uncle Mo to send someone to look for it. ”

He had doubts in his heart for a long time, and then asked, "Did you hear anything else before the piano sounded?" Why the sudden tears? ”

Mu Dianke was quite surprised: "I heard someone singing—didn't you hear?" ”

And so it was! Chang Qianfo asked again: "What did you sing?" What are the characteristics? ”

"The Last Wind." Mu Dianke said: "It's a man. Listening to the voice, he is getting older, and he should be a person with deep internal strength. ”

Chang Qianfo's heart was clear, and he muttered: "The secret technique of the Sanskrit Sound Sect has the ability to transmit sound in a directional way. And at that time, the sound of the piano was overwhelming, making people unable to discern the direction, which should be another mastery of Sanskrit Teaching-'Sanskrit Elephant'.

is proficient in these two skills, he is old, and he has a reason to make a move - at that time, Xin Wei shouted the name of Tian Jusheng, the former head of the Fansheng Sect, and asked him not to meddle in his affairs - no accident, it should be him. ”

Mu Dian could hear the voice: "The head of the Sanskrit Sect... Why did he help me? ”

Chang Qianfo looked at Mu Dianke, but he really didn't know. But I don't know where to say this: "...... It is said that Tian's predecessors admired Miss Jinba very much, and they repeatedly came to the door to ask for marriage, but to no avail. To this day, he is still alone and has never been married. ”

Mu Dianke opened his mouth. It's really unheard of.

Thinking about it, when it comes to her biological mother, and it is a matter of male and female affairs, naturally no one will come to her to say it. If she hadn't asked, Chang Qianfo wouldn't have mentioned it.

"No wonder his voice sounded so sad." Mu Dianke's ears still seemed to linger with the old man's desolate and sad singing, and he sighed, "What he is sad about is not for himself, but for my mother's worthlessness - after all, he is not ladylike." ”