The temperature in early spring is still as cold as ever, and the slightest coolness seems to be able to reach people's hearts through thick clothes.

Here shouting but whispering, the topic is the most talked about by the people after dinner.

"Hey, have you heard, the princess of Chengguo died two days ago without knowing why."

"Hey, when did you hear from here, you've been dead for two days, and now your corpses are cold."

"Then you say, if it's really drowning?"

"Then who knows, the royal family is a place that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, and the news that comes out is probably fake." Speaking of this, those people and men were a little scared, and they were quiet for a while, but they were even more excited to discuss in a whisper.

"Didn't the concubine of the Chengguo family have a marriage contract with the current emperor before, how did she end up in such a situation?"

"I think, I'm afraid I can't get rid of the emperor." A man in coarse linen said.

As soon as these words came out, several people around immediately quieted down, holding their breath and not daring to speak, after all, it was a royal matter, and it was not a trivial matter to talk about it privately.

But a few people thought that before the emperor ascended the throne, the matter of the princess and the princess of Chengguo was known to the world, and they all knew that King Xian was an infatuated person, but not long after he ascended the throne, when he was about to be sealed, Mu Chu disappeared and the jade fell, saying that there was nothing to do and no one believed it.

After a short silence, they began to talk again.

The more people are afraid of things, the more people like to pay attention to them, and like to speculate with bad words, as if this can highlight themselves and satisfy their vanity.

Such unassertive people are precisely used by some people, after all, they can defeat each other through public opinion without spending a penny.

Seeing the discussion in front of him, the man in coarse linen lowered his head and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, slowly retreated from the crowd, and disappeared into the alley.

At this time, in the Moon Pavilion, the top attic of the Hongzhao Pavilion, a man in a moon-white robe sat on the soft collapse, holding an ancient scroll in his slender and beautiful hands and looking at it carefully, and there was no wave in his ink-colored eyes.

The black scroll obscured half of his face, revealing half of his handsome appearance.

Green smoke curls from the incense burner in the house, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the house, it was the man in the coarse linen clothes in the alley.

After bowing, he knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, the matter has been done." ”

Fu Jing put down the scroll, picked up the tea on the low table, took a sip, and said, "What about Yun Mo, how is the matter over there in the Imperial Mausoleum?" ”

Yun Chen thought about it, and still said truthfully: "Yun Mo came with news, although there was some surprise, but the body has been transferred, and it has been transferred to Fengling at this time. ”

Fengling is the tomb of King An and his wife, and the status of it is self-evident, such a solemn tomb Yunchen can't understand why Mu Chu's body is put in, isn't this ruining the peace of Fengling.

Although Yunchen was very puzzled in his heart, he still took the master's order as the top.

"Hmm."

Seeing that the master didn't speak again, Yunchen reported some things 1510, and waited quietly with his eyes and nose.

Yunchen has followed his master for many years and knows that his master's foresight is not comparable to them, they just need to do their own thing.

"The palace continues to watch."

After Fu Jing finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the street outside the window, at this time, just after Shen Shi, there were more people on the street again, a carriage came in the distance, people avoided it, I don't know which lady was traveling, there were many guards next to the carriage.

He paused, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to remember something, and a pair of beautiful eyes appeared in front of him.

The look in his eyes unexpectedly felt very familiar, as if he had seen it before.

"Hubu Shangshu, Chu Ji's daughter-in-law, you go and check."