A few days have passed since the burning of Qinglian Palace, and the minister's mansion that should have sent the obituary has been delivered, and the former harem has gradually regained its calm after experiencing the shock and grief that it should have, and the Tianque Palace, where no one walked around in the past, has gradually reduced the number of people who came to visit the sick, and only the sick and weak second prince and the strategist who seemed to be unreliable were left, deserted, but also quiet.

"Huh? The fourth prince is here again......" In the slightly empty courtyard, Chu Ci suddenly pricked up his ears, and a smile appeared on his face, "What a good brother, I have to visit my sick brother every day, it's really enviable." ”

Wen Moshu had no interest in Chu Ci's unnutritious jokes, and sat sickly in the rattan chair, his gaze that had been staring at the sky for a long time finally moved, and moved towards the door of the small courtyard.

"Second brother, are you feeling better today?" Sure enough, a moment after Chu Ci's words landed, Wen Mozheng stepped into the courtyard and respectfully saluted Wen Moshu.

"Come and sit." Wen Moshu smiled reluctantly and pointed to the round stool next to him, "The weather has been good in the past two days, and the sunshine is enough, and after two days of sunbathing, I was forced to drink a lot of medicine by the senior medical officer, and my body is getting better and better day by day, but Mo Zheng, why don't you look very good?" ”

Wen Mozheng sat on the stool and bowed slightly tiredly: "Tired, tired!" The second brother doesn't have to go to the court when he is sick, so I don't know how chaotic the court was these days, as soon as the civil and military generals and magnates who died fell down, there were many books immediately participated, what private teaching and receiving, what was the official unclear, what abuse of power, and the robbery of people's daughters and occupation of land...... In short, a bunch of messy things. Emperor...... Ah, it's my father, my father's father-my father's health has not been very good recently, and the imperial doctor said that I should recuperate more and not be able to work, so all these drudgeries fell on the head of the criminal department and me, and my legs were about to break from morning to night! ”

Wen Mozheng is kind and simple-hearted, but he has a pair of shrewd and decisive eyes, and he loves and hates clearly and fairly, and when he began to take on some troublesome cases a few years ago, he gradually showed his brilliance, and has always been trusted by the court and the people. Wen Moshu had already guessed that Wen Jingyuan would order an investigation after the incident in Qinglian Palace, yes, and he was not surprised by Wen Mozheng's busy and hard work, but he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw his brother who had a good relationship tired like this.

"Mo Zheng, if you can take care of the affairs of the imperial court, you can take care of it less, first, you don't have a formal official position, and it is arrogance to meddle in various cases like this; Second, these are things that offend people, you have no real power in your hands and are simple-minded, and it is easy to offend the interests of some villains and cause trouble. Covering his mouth and coughing a few times, Wen Mo let out a long breath and said, "What about Boss Jun?" Why didn't he stop you from taking these cases? ”

Wen Mozheng, who came with a little pride, was a little frustrated, and shook his head gently: "Wu Nian didn't stop me, he also said that I don't have a formal official position, but he also said that now is the time to set up a stable foundation for some merits, even if it offends people, it doesn't matter, and he will try his best to dredge up other relationships." By the way, second brother, my father hasn't sent anyone to inquire about your condition in the past few days? Occasionally, when I went to the imperial study, my father would ask me, but I couldn't tell me clearly. ”

Wen Moshu smiled bitterly, his face was a little pale: "Where would the emperor ask me, the last time Empress Jingyi sent medicine, it was already very embarrassing, wouldn't it be suspicious to send someone to ask the east and the west?" ”

Chu Ci listened to the conversation between the two on the side, and looked at Wen Mozheng with a playful smile: "The fourth prince really calls the emperor his father." ”

Wen Mozheng's face turned red, and his momentum weakened a lot: "I'm ...... After all, it is the emperor's will, and it has already been ......."

Chu Ci smiled and stopped talking, the disdain in his eyes deliberately let Wen Moshu see clearly, Wen Moshu shook his head and was noncommittal, and couldn't help but feel a trace of bitterness in his heart.

The parents are people who have given them life and taught them moral ethics, and Wen Jingyuan and their brothers are uncles and nephews rather than father and son, and they don't even have a relationship with each other; In the past, Wen Jingyuan came up with a bad idea to prevent him and Wen Mo from having trouble, and now he asked them to call him his father, Wen Moshu could barely bear it in front of Wen Jingyuan, but Chu Ci couldn't agree with anything, and often sneered at it.

"Mo Zheng, seeing that you are so tired that your face is not good, go back and rest early. I have a senior medical officer here to take care of me, and it is no big deal, and I will go to Longxin Hall to find you in a few days. ”

Wen Moshu still spoke softly, coughing a few times from time to time, Wen Mozheng saw that he was not in good shape and left, Chu Ci always sat in place and never stood up to see him off. Seeing Wen Mozheng leaving, Wen Mozheng sighed in a low voice, his slender and pale fingers pulled up the thick on his body, and the cold wind immediately stabbed his whole body.

"Get up and do what? It's windy. Chu Ci held the scroll and glanced at it casually.

"Go and inquire about any clues on the Qinglian Palace. It's been six days, and there has been no news of Miss Yan and the prince of Dingyuan, whether people are safe or what, there should always be a reply. Holding on to the rattan chair and slowly standing up, Wen Mo shook it, still feeling that his eyes were in a trance.

Chu Ci put down the scroll and slowly stretched his waist, lowered his arm to support the weak Wen Moshu: "Why do you need to go?" It won't take an hour for someone to deliver the letter, so you can bask in the sun here with peace of mind. ”

Wen Moshu was puzzled: "Who will deliver the letter?" ”

"The chief doorman of the innocent little prince just now!" Chu Ci smiled, his face was the usual lazy and casual, "In the morning, I saw a snow sculpture falling towards the Longxin Palace, the snow sculpture is a messenger specially domesticated by the Junzi Building, and it may be news from the Qinglian Palace." Boss Jun is a smart businessman, he likes to exchange information for information the most, if he has news of the girl in his hand, he will definitely come to His Highness, more or less exchange something he doesn't know to go back. ”

Chu Ci's material was like a god Wen Mo Shu had already understood, and when he heard him say this, he honestly lay back in the rattan chair, covered it with a big coat and continued to enjoy the warm sunshine, but after half an hour, Jun Wunian really took the initiative to come to the door.

"Young Master Chu is idle, did you guess that I would come?" Jun Wunian stepped into the courtyard with one foot, and couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw that Chu Ci was not surprised, "No wonder Moqing is always called Chu Gongzi Fox, such unpredictable prophets are about to become supernatural, and some people are scared." ”

Chu Ci didn't care whether Jun Wunian's words were ridicule or praise, his long eyebrows were slanted, and he smiled elegantly and calmly: "I don't know what good news Boss Jun has brought, is the emperor planning to reuse the Ranxue Pavilion or is Miss Yan leaving the prince of Dingyuan?" ”

"It's terrible, I haven't said a word!" Jun Wunian sighed, his mood of wanting to sell a pass was completely ruined, and he secretly complained that he shouldn't have entered the door without hiding his expression.

"The prince took Miss Yan by his side to attract the opposition of other people in the Junzi Building, and I heard that the contradiction was still very intense, and the master of the Ranxue Pavilion even said that he wanted to take the girl's life in person. In this case, Boss Jun can still laugh, thinking about it, only Miss Yan is going to leave the news - Ranxue Pavilion makes money freely, and has always been reluctant to be involved with the imperial court, the first possibility is still ruled out. ”

Jun Wunian acquiesced in Chu Ci's guess, nodded and put away his smile, and showed a somewhat hurried look: "Young Master Chu guessed eight or nine without leaving ten, only one point should be something that we didn't guess, so please hurry up and prepare the second prince." ”

"Prepare what?" Wen Mo was at a loss.

With a faint wry smile, Jun Wunian pointed to the sun in the sky: "Miss Yan is on her way back to the imperial capital, she will probably arrive before this evening, aren't you ready to greet her?" ”

The news brought by Jun Wunian was too abrupt, so abrupt that Wen Mo was stunned for a long time and didn't react, looking at Jun Wunian blankly and muttering softly: "You say...... Miss Yan is coming back? ”

"If nothing happens, you can enter the imperial capital before evening, and someone must be taken into the palace by then." As if caught off guard by this incident, Jun Wunian knocked on his forehead slightly tiredly, with a vague look of helplessness, "Sending Miss Yan back this time is a non-public act, and then probably Moqing will come to take her away to see the emperor, before that, only the second prince can take care of Miss Yan, so please." ”

After sending Jun Wunian away quietly, the joy hidden in his heart finally turned into a bright smile and appeared on his face, and he disappeared in an instant.

"I'm really good at doing business, I'm afraid that my own people will make trouble and send trouble to His Highness, at first glance it looks like a great favor, but His Highness is still very happy, I want to go back and have a drink tonight." Chu Ci shrugged, thought about it and called Chunqiu, "Go and prepare to get off the carriage, I'm going to the city gate to pick up the girl - Chunqiu, you are accompanying His Highness in the palace, absolutely, he is never allowed to take half a step out of the Tianque Palace, understand?" ”

Looking at Chu Ci's gentle smile, Chunqiu shivered for no reason, and hurriedly responded to the preparation, Wen Moshu behind him was a little frustrated, but he could only honestly obey the arrangement. He knows his physical condition, not to mention going to the outskirts of the city to pick up Yan Liwu, he just wants to walk around the Tianque Hall a few times these days, but he can't do it, Chu Ci will definitely not let him risk his life to run to see Yan Liwu.

Thinking back to the last time he met Yan Liwu, the second prince of Obuchi, who had been plagued by illness for many days, showed a calm smile, which was warmer than the sun.

Regarding the matter of going to the imperial capital in Qinglianxi, Yan Liwu didn't feel very real until the carriage stopped on the outskirts of the imperial capital, and Mu Jiuge, who was driving, didn't bother her, she hummed a little song all the way leisurely, and only pretended to be a little when she handed over Yan Liwu to Chu Ci.

"This is the person my junior brother is desperately protecting, and Master Chu must be responsible!"

"Isn't it someone who desperately wants to kill?" Chu Ci smiled lightly, and after seeing Yan Liwu board the carriage he brought, he approached Mu Jiuge, patted the shoulder of this Zhongzhou hero very familiarly, and said lightly with a smile, "Well done, I will find someone to solve the matter in Jinmenyi, and Mu Daxia must also remember our agreement." ”

Mu Jiuge blinked, looking like he understood: "It's easy to say, as long as Qianhan and Mo Qing don't make trouble, it doesn't matter how many times I run when I'm tired." However, ......" paused slightly, and a trace of doubt surged in Mu Jiuge's eyes: "Did the second prince really take a fancy to that woman?" If it's true, it's a little difficult to do, and Moqing will go to ask for someone sooner or later. ”

"Let's wait until he comes and asks for someone." Chu Ci retreated, turned around and boarded the carriage, waved his hand at Mu Jiuge, and drove back, leaving Mu Jiuge standing in place and stretching lazily.

"What a terrible woman......"

With a long sigh of relief, the eyes of the generation of heroes who were hidden in their hearts flashed, and they sang to be a coachman and hurried to the next agreed place.