Fu Jin was coerced into the carriage, only to find that his current student of Jing Zhaoyin was in the carriage, and when he saw him come up, he arched his hand with a smile: "Sir, how are you living in Lu Xiang's mansion?" ”

He was angry: "You have something, don't you know how to talk well?" ”

Jiang Wenfeng spread his hands innocently: "Didn't Mr. Ning speak well?" ”

Ning Xiu, who was outside the car, replied solemnly: "Well, I said it, Master Jiang already knows." ”

"......" Fu Jin stroked the ripped cuffs and smiled, "It's negligent." You say something's something, what's the matter? ”

"It's not the students who say it, it's someone else."

After Jiang Wenfeng finished answering, Ning Xiu whipped his whip, and the carriage drove forward.

Then, no one spoke.

They successfully walked out of the city gate and headed to the outskirts of Beijing, Fu Jin looked at the scenery outside in a flash, and slowly entered a wide mountain road.

"Xuandu Temple?" He was thoughtful.

Half an hour later, the carriage turned into a path. Obviously, the road is narrow and the road ahead is dark, but under Ning Xiu's driving, it is unimpeded.

Finally, Ning Xiu pulled the reins and let out a shout, and the horse stopped with his hooves raised.

He lifted the curtain: "It's here, sir, please." ”

Fu Jin got out of the car, but saw a simple mountain courtyard in front of him, the fence courtyard wall was crawling with wild flowers and weeds, and the house was as green as a bean.

The three of them stepped on the night dew into the courtyard, and Ning Xiu knocked on the door.

"Here we are." A soft female voice rang out, and the door creaked open.

Fu Jin touched the beard on his chin and wondered which play was going on tonight.

He knows what kind of character this student has. With Jiang Wenfeng here, it will definitely not be unfavorable to him.

can rob him in this way, and there is an inexplicable smell of getting off the horse......

As soon as Fu Jin's mind turned, he knew who the owner of this female voice was.

He laughed. This kid refuses to suffer at all, Santai Academy was tricked by him once, and now he is helping others to suppress his limelight. Hmm, you think this will make him fall behind? It's too much to underestimate him as a gentleman.

As for that Ming girl, she was stronger than he thought! Before he could look for her, she came first. Well, so proactive, he likes it!

Fu Jin thought happily and followed Ning Xiu into the hut.

In the dim light, the first thing I saw was a young girl in her prime, with a slender figure and picturesque eyebrows.

Fu Jin only glanced at it, and praised it in his heart.

Such a posture is enough to make a hundred flowers lose color.

But he quickly frowned again.

Such a look is too lethal to young people, will it affect ......

Just thinking of this, Fu Jin raised his head, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

I saw the girl take a step sideways, revealing a simple round table.

Two men sat at the square table. A fairy wearing a Taoist robe, at first glance, is the immortal chief of the Xuandu Temple. Another golden-crowned dress, but a young man.

The young man heard the voice and looked up.

Under the light, his face is like jade, and the cinnabar mole in the center of his eyebrows is extraordinarily swaggering.

The moment I saw him, all my careful thoughts disappeared from my mind.

Fu Jin walked straight in front of him, stared at his eyebrows, carefully and carefully, over and over again.

After a long time, he said to Jiang Wenfeng: "You should say it first, so that Mr. is also a little prepared." ”

This reaction made Jiang Wenfeng a little surprised, and replied, "What does Mr. want to prepare?" ”

Fu Jin shook his head, did not answer the question, and then bowed down solemnly and formally.

This time, he didn't say anything, as if he felt that it was not appropriate to say anything.

Yang Shu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered to help him, Fu Jin had already finished his salute.

"Mr. ......"

Fu Jin smiled, at this time, he was the gentle and elegant Confucian again. But this time, the reason why he is like this is not because he wants to put on a façade, but because he thinks he needs to.

"Childe knows who I am?"

Yang Shu nodded silently.

Fu Jin laughed: "It's so good, it saves the effort of explaining." ”

Only Jiang Wenfeng knew both sides and came forward to introduce them.

After seeing each other, Ming Wei said, "Mr. Fu, please take a seat." Why you are here today, you must know in your heart. There's not much time, so let's not care about those false courtesies and get straight to the point. ”

What kind of elder and younger, all put aside at this time, and six people sat in a circle.

Fu Jin looked at these people in front of him, one was younger than the other, and the oldest was his student Jiang Wenfeng, who was only about to be thirty.

He laughed in his heart, discussing fatal matters with such a group of young people, it was really a bit empty-hearted. But if you think about it seriously, this group of people is really not to be underestimated.

Needless to say, he is a student, but he has become Jing Zhaoyin, and he will inevitably be promoted once his term of office expires, and it is not uncommon for him to enter the political hall in a few years.

That Xuanfei Guan Lord, who came back from the autumn hunt, just became a national teacher. Xuanduguan usually has no sense of existence, but when it is really used, it is a big killer.

As for Ning Xiu, it sounds like a very ordinary person from the rivers and lakes, but Fu Jin knows that his master is a great master, otherwise the eldest princess would not have begged hard back then, hoping that he would save Yang Shu's life.

Finally, his gaze fell on Mingwei.

This seems to be of ordinary origin, but he is the most miraculous person.

"Childe knows?" Fu Jin got straight to the point.

Mingwei nodded: "He already knows all the clues." It's just that conclusion, after all, our speculation. And the only one who really knows the answer is Mr. Fu. Therefore, we have invited Mr. Fu to come, hoping that you can give us a definite answer. ”

Yang Shu was always silent.

He had thought a lot, but he hadn't thought of the answer.

He was neither the illegitimate son of the emperor nor the biological son of Second Master Yang.

Fu Jin's eyes were fixed on Yang Shu's body, and Wen Yan asked, "So, what about Childe?" Are you ready to hear this answer? ”

Yang Shu raised his head and looked at him.

"Please also ask the gentleman to clear up his doubts."

Fu Jin smiled: "Then please pay attention to the son, I won't say these words a second time." ”

……

It was getting late, and Mrs. Ji didn't know how many times she looked at the gate of the courtyard.

"Why didn't you come back so late? A girl's house always doesn't go home at night, it's not like it's a thing! ”

Hearing her complain, Ji Ling, who was sitting in the hall and Wen Shu, didn't raise his head: "Mother, didn't you ask you to leave your cousin's affairs alone?" She's not an ordinary person. ”

"No matter what it is, she's always a member of our family, so she's always worried, right?" Mrs. Ji made a pair of sleeves, bit off the knots, and compared, "Finally, Xiao Wu entered the Xuandu Temple, someone took care of it, and there was one more night at home, this heart is really incomplete." ”

Ji Ling finished reviewing the last sentence and closed the book. Seeing the sleeve in Mrs. Ji's hand, she looked at it for a while and said, "Mother, are you so small?" ”

Mrs. Ji gave him a blank look: "It's not for you, what's small?" You are not the only one in the family who reads and writes. ”

Oh, it was for my cousin!