Inside the Golden Pavilion, the fragrance of tea is lingering.

"Why doesn't Your Highness sit down?" Lan Zhijun asked with a light smile.

Chen Xin didn't look at him at all, and after entering the house, Chen Xin slowly paced along the four walls of the Golden Pavilion, looking at the furnishings in the room without saying a word.

In all fairness, this room is elegantly furnished, especially the two couplets hanging on the pillars in the middle, which reveal a bit of coldness in the romance, but Chen Xin is really impressed.

The house is full of orchid grass, although Chen Xin does not raise flowers, but Luling and Shangluo are the origin of Molan, he also knows a little bit about it, look at the flowers and plants here, not only raise them well, but also prune them ingeniously, not out of the ordinary.

It can be seen that it really took a lot of thought.

After looking around like this, Chen Xin's previous annoyance dissipated a little.

He caught a glimpse of the chessboard and Yaoqin placed on the east side, "It seems that Lan Zhijun is also quite a good and elegant person." ”

Lan Zhijun smiled, "It's just to find some work to pass the time, in this hundred flowers, where is there any real elegance." ”

Chen Xin snorted lightly.

Lan Zhijun laughed at himself like this, he didn't want to say anything anymore, Chen Xin coughed, and was thinking about how to speak, when Lan Zhijun spoke first.

"I don't know if the old prince has been in good health in the past few years?"

Chen Xin's gaze flicked over like lightning, "Which prince are you asking?" ”

"Of course, it's King Lingzunsu......" Lan Zhijun replied indifferently.

"Do you know my father?" Chen Xin's brows furrowed, and he quickly reacted again, his hands behind his back, and a little anger appeared on his face, "Heh, yes, do you know what I came to Bai Ling for...... Who the hell are you? ”

"It doesn't matter who I am. It matters who His Highness is. Lan Zhijun said in a low voice, "Let's stop here, for the sake of the old prince's hard work all his life, don't make trouble for him." ”

"Who's looking for trouble? I went to Beijing this time because I was instructed by my father to come to investigate the unclear things back then. Chen Xin looked at Lan Zhijun coldly, "I don't care who you are or who is behind you, it's best not to interfere - unless, you are the real murderer who killed Master Hui Shi back then!" ”

"I am."

The whole room fell silent.

Chen Xin looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't speak, and he couldn't react for a while.

"I'm guessing you're probably trying to ask, why did you kill him, didn't you?"

Lan Zhijun asked with deep eyes.

Without waiting for Chen Xin to speak, Lan Zhijun continued with a smile.

"Actually, it's not hard to think, because Hui Shi has changed. He had a conflict with Ming Gong, and then he fabricated some lies himself, and deliberately wanted to reveal this matter to Ling Zun, which was the cause of his death. ”

Chen Xin was stunned when he heard this, "What the hell are you, what are you ......?"

"Ling Zun had already left the Jian'an Pavilion four years ago, but the merits he made in his early years were remembered by the Ming Gong, so he ...... In the past few years, everything has been peaceful. Lan Zhijun said softly, "But if he insists on going his own way, it will inevitably affect himself—even you—to follow in the footsteps of Hui Shi back then."

"It's a big deal, go back and persuade your father not to do these useless things."

Lan Zhijun lifted the teapot with one hand and filled the empty cup sitting on the opposite side.

"Isn't it scared?" Lan Zhijun smiled, "Come and have a cup of tea, suppress the shock." ”

Chen Xinhu walked up to Lan Zhijun and sat down in front of him.

"You're also the one who saw Ange?" Chen Xin picked up the cup and asked softly.

"Sort of."

"You've seen ...... Ming Gong? ”

"Hmm."

Chen Xin's eyes narrowed slightly, "Which Ming Gong is it?" ”

"Seeing the master of Ange, there is only one in the world." Lan Zhijun said softly, "It's the orphan of the first prince." No matter how many masks he wears, how many informants he has...... There is only one Ming Duke. ”

Chen Xin frowned.

This is true...... But it didn't work.

"Where's the evidence?" Chen Xin said softly.

Lan Zhijun didn't speak, just stood up and walked behind the screen.

After a while, when he returned, he had an extra bundle of letters in his hand.

"Take it apart and take a look." Lan Zhijun handed over a pair of scissors.

Chen Xin took the knife a little uncertainly, and quickly cut the thin hemp rope on it. There was no writing on the envelope here, and he picked one up at random and took out the letterhead from it.

With just one glance, Chen Xin's face froze slightly, and he raised his eyes to glance at Lan Zhijun, "It's my father's word......"

"Well," Lan Zhijun nodded, "These are all the correspondence between him and the former prince earlier, and in the years when His Royal Highness the crown prince was completely imprisoned in Qinyuan, he has been thinking about your father's safety, and these letters were specially sorted out by him and brought with him." ”

"You...... How do you have these things? ”

"I've got a lot of stuff here." Lan Zhijun said softly.

Chen Xin stopped talking, but bowed his head and opened several letters, some of which his father had also mentioned to him—for example, at the end of each letter, Chen Xin's father would write a distant greeting.

After reading seven or eight letters like this, Chen Xin sighed.

"My father's health has not been good in the past few years." Chen Xin said softly, "But I have always remembered the matter of Master Hui Shi. ”

"After all, it is also appropriate to remember a colleague...... But don't do something like a moth to a fire. ”

Chen Xin did not speak.

After a long time, he said seriously, "If you have to say that this is a moth to a fire, I will admit it." Four years ago, Hui Shi wrote to him that he had accidentally discovered a few strange things related to Heng Yuanjun and agreed to come to Shangluo to talk to his father.

Although my father was sick in bed at the time, he did not dare to delay at all...... But I immediately heard the news that Master Hui Shi was buried in the fire.

"Later, my father also tried his best to write a letter to the Ming Gong in your mouth, Boss Lan, but no one answered him.

"Now his time is numbered, and the only thing he cares about is the truth of this matter."

Chen Xin's voice spoke softly.

He took a deep breath, and his gaze became resolute, "The first prince is also like a father to his father. He was born in Pingjing, and since he was a child, he has been taken care of by the former prince, and this matter is related to the only bloodline of the former prince, Heng Yuanjun, and he will not sit idly by.

"If Boss Lan can see that Heng Yuanjun, maybe he can also pass on the word for me, no matter what his troubles are in this matter, I will investigate this matter to the end for the sake of my father."

Lan Zhijun's expression was indifferent.

"Why do you believe so much in a monk who was ordered to be executed by Duke Ming?"

Chen Xin looked at Lan Zhijun, "With all due respect, does Boss Lan know nothing about what Master Hui Shi said to my father back then?" ”

Lan Zhijun was silent for a long time, did not answer, just quietly looked at Chen Xin in front of him.

"That being the case," Chen Xin said as if he had already received the answer, "then I have nothing to say." ”

He got up and stood up, "Since Boss Lan doesn't want me to come to you to find Bai Ling, then I won't come to Lan in the future, but I'm not the one you see Ange, and I'm not afraid of you old cabinet members...... If something happens to me in Heikyo, someone will stand up for me. ”

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