Still the same as the last time Xiao Ying came, the conversation between the emperor and Mrs. Fan and the living room in the backyard of the Mo Mansion was not known to anyone. Although Mo Zi was very curious in his heart, he knew by looking at his grandfather's unwarranted expression that it was a vain question to ask, so he simply shut up.

It was not long, but in less than three quarters of an hour, the emperor left Mofu and went back to the inner courtyard of the palace. Only this time, apparently the anger in his heart had subsided, and Mrs. Fan personally sent the emperor to the gate.

As for the nearly 100 guards of the Qin Palace, who were tied up in the courtyard, they were handled by the guards brought by the emperor. One by one, they were pulled to the street in front of the Mofu Gate, and after each person was rewarded with twenty military sticks, he was demoted to a common man. Only Hu Wei, who was born as a warlock, was sent to the Criminal Department for strict interrogation.

This is enough, enough to sensational the entire capital, enough to discuss for a period of time around the New Year, from the hundreds of officials in the imperial court to the people of Limin.

The streets and alleys are all speculating about one thing, that is, the true identity of the old lady of Mofu Fan. Of course, some well-informed people have already heard that Fan Laotaijun's name is Fan Jun'e, and they have also heard about his title of "sharpshooter".

It's just that there are not many people who really know the past of Fan Jun'e, the sharpshooter.

Among the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, there were only a few people in the left prime minister Jia Yi, Taishi Liu Shiqing, and Zuo concubine Ning Ze.

Originally, they were still interested in Wu Zheng, who was in retreat in Mofu, and even moved their minds, but after hearing what happened to the eldest son of the emperor, they all became honest one by one. Even every day, day and night, the people who often appear around Mofu are suddenly a lot less.

According to Diao Jun, since the emperor came to Mofu in person, his nerves, which had always been tense, could finally be relaxed.

The news naturally spread to the Ning Mansion and to the ears of Ning Xiaoqian and Ning Xiaokun.

Since Wu Zheng entered Beijing, the sisters have been responsible for the daily sprinkling and cleaning of the Xiaodong Cross Courtyard where her aunt lived before her death. Although I don't have to do it myself, I will come to supervise the subordinates assigned by the housekeeper on time every day, and I will feel at ease after watching them clean up inside and out.

"Xiao Kun, do you remember what you said that day?"

"I don't remember, I forgot it a long time ago. ”

How could Ning Xiaokun forget, that day when she talked about Wu Zheng entering the Mo Mansion, she had said that she was going to the Mo Mansion to ask for someone, if the other party did not admit that Wu Zheng was in the mansion, she would plan to break in.

"Don't lose it, if you really go to the Mo Mansion, I'm afraid that the one who will be beaten on the street will not be the guards of the Qin Wangfu, right?"

"Huh, they dare?!"

Although Ning Xiaokun has a hard mouth, he knows in his heart that others may not dare, that Old Taijun Fan, the rumored spear general Fan Jun'e is afraid that he will not care about his identity as the daughter of Ning Mansion and the eighth prince Gu Ye Zheng Wang Quasi-princess.

"Sister, who the hell is she?"

"Grandpa should know. ”

"Grandpa knows a lot of things, and he doesn't want to say it, who can ask?"

"There's one person who can. ”

"Who?"

As soon as the words came out, Ning Xiaokun guessed who Ning Xiaoqian was referring to.

"Huh, do you still need to say it?"

The sisters sat idly for a while, but Ning Xiaokun still couldn't hold back, took out the jade bracelet and put it on his wrist, looking at it over and over.

"Sister, I don't know when he will be out of the customs. ”

"Who knows, the New Year will be celebrated in five days. ”

At the mention of the Chinese New Year, the sisters suddenly fell silent.

Two days ago, I heard my grandmother mention that there was news in the palace that the marriage date of the sisters and the two princes was basically set, and it was set around the early autumn of the next year. The specific date has not yet been chosen, and once it is chosen, it will be sent to Ningfu immediately.

Even so, the top and bottom of the house have long been busy with the sisters' dowry. The reason why I have to come over every day to watch my subordinates clean Xiaodong Cross Courtyard is largely because I want to come out and be lazy.

At the same time, I also want to distract myself. After all, he was not satisfied with the emperor's marriage, but he was powerless to fight. Every day, I watched my mother lead her subordinates, busy with her dowry from morning to night, and I inevitably panicked.

Unlike Ning Xiaokun and Ning Xiaoqian's upset, Mo Zi's mood is getting better and better. Especially after the emperor came in person, the news brought by the next guest in the mansion made the big stone that Mo Zi's heart had been pressing suddenly fall.

The emperor left the Mo Mansion in the morning, and the person who came arrived at the beginning of the afternoon.

"Chang Qingjian paid a visit to Senior Mo. ”

At that time, Mo Zi and his father Mo asked, and his grandfather Mo Xu was in the front yard. As soon as he heard that someone had reported his name, Mo Zi immediately knew his identity, and he was the person in charge of the liaison office of the four major families of martial arts living in the capital.

Recently, Mo Zi has been asking a lot about Tie Ning, or the Tie family, the head of the four major families of martial arts.

They are all people in the martial arts, there is no need to avoid it, and Mo Zi also generously visited Chang Qingjian as a junior in the martial arts.

"Uncle Chang is here for Wu Zheng?"

After listening to his grandfather and a few words of greeting, Mo Zi couldn't wait to ask.

"Not bad. I was not in the capital for a while, and as soon as I came back in the morning, I heard that my uncle Wu Gongzi was in your house, so I immediately came to visit. ”

Immediately, Mo Zi told Chang Qingjian about his experiences along the way, as well as Wu Zheng's retreat on the way to Beijing before entering Beijing.

Obviously, Chang Qingjian had already inquired about it in advance, and the reason why he had to ask again was just to confirm whether there was a way out from what he had heard.

After listening to Mo Zi's narration, Chang Qingjian hurriedly got up and bowed deeply to Mo Zi, and at the same time did not forget to thank Mo Wendao and Mo Zi's father and daughter, so startled that Mo Zi hurriedly flashed away.

"Since my uncle is in retreat, it's not easy to disturb at the moment, so I can only continue to trouble your mansion. ”

"Chang Daxia is polite, nothing to bother. ”

"In the morning, as soon as I returned to the station, I received a letter from Jinling. The lord repeatedly told him in the letter that he must thank Senior Mo more in the next generation. ”

"Please tell the iron master, Wu Gongzi is in Mo Mansion for a day, and Mo Mansion will definitely maintain Wu Gongzi's thoughtfulness for a day. Moreover, Wu Gongzi has a very deep relationship with my Mo family, and if you talk about it carefully, you are not an outsider. ”

Chang Qingjian didn't know about this, so it was difficult to answer.

However, he took out a piece of brown paper from his arms and handed it to Mo Zi casually.

"This is a letter from Miss Tie Ning to Miss Mo Zi. ”

This was really unexpected by Mo Zi, looking down at the four juanxiu handwriting on the envelope, "Sister Mo Zi's personal enlightenment", and his heart couldn't help but pop and pop. Although I really wanted to open it immediately to see the contents of the letter, I still knew that I couldn't do it in front of Chang Qingjian.

endured it until a quarter of an hour later, Chang Qingjian got up to say goodbye, and sent him out of the house with his grandfather and father, then he turned around and ran back to the backyard, his own room. (To be continued.) )