On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

When Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe left the Mu Mansion, the funeral procession had already begun in front of them. The procession was full of music and drums, and the sound of crying was mixed in, and it was a huge procession.

Huo Changhe lowered the curtain and said, "Let's go back home."

Yan Ruyu asked, "Your Majesty, do funerals here only last a few days?"

Yan Ruyu had never studied history, but she had occasionally heard people say that wealthy families in ancient times attached great importance to matters of weddings and funerals, and funerals would generally last for several days.

If an elder or parent dies, officials will still observe a period of mourning.

Huo Changhe said, "No, generally speaking, it's at least seven days. However, there are exceptions, such as sudden death or violent death. Madam Mu doesn't count as one of these two. The Mu family knows the truth."

Yan Ruyu lowered her eyes: "Mu Liangze should have some doubts about Mu Baodi, but the person is already dead, there is no need to sacrifice a daughter, not to mention that he wants to send this daughter to the Yuan family."

Huo Changhe was also puzzled: "The more he acts like this, the more suspicious the Yuan family becomes. What are they plotting?"

"Your Majesty, can you send someone to the Yuan family's farm and investigate the transactions between the two Yuan family's businesses in detail? When we know ourselves and the enemy, perhaps the truth will surface."

"it is good."

After returning to the mansion, Huo Changhe went to make arrangements. Yan Ruyu returned to the courtyard and directly ordered at the gate: "Please invite the abbot."

I went into the house, took off my cloak, changed my clothes, and warmed myself up. Then the abbot also came.

Yan Ruyu looked into his eyes, and the abbot blinked a few times: "Okay, it's okay, don't worry, it's just still a little red."

Seeing that there was indeed nothing wrong, Yan Ruyu finally felt relieved: "Tell me, what's the situation."

The abbot was in the space before, so he kept the long story short. This time he had time, so he took a sip of tea and started talking.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Ruyu said, "Speak carefully, don't exaggerate, don't take it lightly, just speak the truth."

The abbot cleared his throat, swallowed the words he had prepared, and spoke again.

He is a good storyteller with strong narrative ability and logic. He explains clearly what happened after he entered Yuan Mansion according to the development of events.

"I think that guy named Yuan is also a pervert. He has two big dark circles under his eyes. If you don't know him, you would think he is overindulging himself..."

After the abbot finished speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate. Yan Ruyu was a girl, and it was not appropriate for her to make dirty jokes.

He quickly drank water to hide his embarrassment.

Yan Ruyu didn't notice this, she frowned and thought for a moment: "Are you sure that the Yuan Guanghao you saw is the master of the Yuan family?"

"Yes, it was said by Butler Zhao himself. Later, when we went to the front hall, the old vixen...that old lady, his mother, also mentioned our Hao'er."

"What? What's wrong?"

Yan Ruyu asked in confusion, "But when I heard Mu Baodi mention her husband before, she was talking about Yuan Sishan."

Yuan Sishan, Yuan Guanghao, these names are different.

The abbot was speechless and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Let's put that aside for now. You said that Butler Zhao mentioned that Madam Mu and Old Man Yuan had a good relationship, and that she mentioned the marriage to Old Madam Yuan several times before the old lady agreed to let her son marry Mu Baodi?"

"That's right, it can't be wrong. That's what Butler Zhao said, and when Old Man Yuan talked to me in the front hall, she also meant the same thing, with a strong sense of superiority. If it weren't for the fact that the Mu family has some official status and they were expecting it to help her son in the future, she wouldn't have agreed."

"To be honest, Mu Baodi is not very pretty and her family background is not good, but she is a good match for the Yuan family." The abbot curled his lips, "That old woman is really, I think her son is probably a flower, the best in the world."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "As for who mentioned their marriage, there are differences. Mu Baodi thought it was Madam Mu, Mu Liangze said it was him, and Butler Zhao said it was Madam Mu."

"That's easy to understand," the abbot said. "Maybe that's what Mu Liangze meant, but how can a man like him bring up this matter? It's just right to let Madam Mu talk about it."

"rational."

Yan Ruyu took a look at a medicinal herb that the abbot took out from the space. She recognized this medicinal herb. It was a very common type, a rhizome. There was still a lot of soil on it. It looked very fresh and of good quality. It was of medium to upper quality.

It is understandable to stockpile goods temporarily and hope to sell them at a good price.

But how could it be connected with the huge stone in the abbot's space?

"I analyze an ingredient," Yan Ruyu said, "Don't worry about it, wait for my news."

"it is good."

The abbot only took out this one plant from the space, and the entire cloth bag was still absorbing on the huge rock.

"Is positioning still not working?"

The abbot was a little annoyed: "That's right, it's really inexplicable, I don't know what happened, suddenly..."

"It's okay, don't worry. It's hard to judge whether the space is good or bad. Maybe this is an overhaul for a better upgrade next time, or to help you avoid danger."

After hearing her say this, the abbot felt much relieved.

While they were chatting, Linlang came to report that Song Ping had arrived.

Song Ping came in and greeted him: "Greetings, Princess, Abbot."

"What's the matter?" Yan Ruyu asked.

"My princess, Brother Fengshao noticed that the monk who went to the Mu family was suspicious, and asked Brother Yinding to send someone to follow him. Brother Yinding and I discussed and brought the person in, and now I am reporting back."

"how?"

"Replying to Princess, that monk is from Shenyuan Temple. It is said that his name is Kongming."

Yan Ruyu was impressed by Kong Ming: "Is it him?"

"Yes, this guy is big and strong, with big eyes and big bags under his eyes. His eyes are full of calculations, not empty at all, but shrewd," Song Ping said, "My brothers said that he has earned this name in vain."

Yan Ruyu was startled: "Big and strong, with big eyes?"

"Exactly."

Yan Ruyu and Kongming have met face to face up close. Kongming is tall and thin. Although he is a bit old, it can be seen that he had a good appearance when he was young. He must be a handsome man.

It has nothing to do with being burly, big-eyed, and shrewd.

Of course, Kong Ming is definitely not stupid, but his cleverness is more than just in his eyes and on the surface.

Yan Ruyu immediately realized something was wrong and stood up and said, "Go call Feng Shaofu."

"Yes."

"Also, if anyone has seen Master Yuan, please call them over."

"Yes."

Song Ping quickly took the order and left. The abbot asked, "What happened?"

Yan Ruyu shook her head: "I can't tell for now, but some parts don't match up. I have to take a closer look to see what's going on."

She went into the house to get paper and pen and prepared her things. Song Ping also arrived with his men.

In addition to Feng Shao, there is also a brother from Song Ping's team.

Yan Ruyu asked, "Let's talk about Kong Ming first. Feng Shao, you are the first one to see him, what does he look like? Please describe him clearly."

They all knew that Yan Ruyu was an excellent painter, especially of figures, which looked lifelike. Many times, they found key figures based on the portraits.

Therefore, they did not dare to be careless and told the story carefully.