Startled Meng

Dali Temple

The five people who had been escorted back from outside the city had all been put in jail awaiting interrogation.

Yu Fangzhi was hiding behind the screen, listening to the conversation between Fu Chun and his subordinates.

When he heard that those three damned dared to pretend to be a language master to go to business, even Fu Chun who was outside the screen felt the burst of hostility, and shrank his neck in the cold.

"Master Fu, someone from the government office has come, saying that the matter of inferior medicine is handled by the government office, and the person should hand it over to the government office."

Fu Chun sneered: "When is this officer going to intervene in the case of inferior drugs? I am investigating this major case of this officer, do I still need to explain it to other government officials?"

"My subordinate understands."

Fu Chun said again: "The five people who are escorted into the prison do not need to be interrogated for the time being. In addition, no one is allowed to approach without the permission of the official."

"Yes."

After the subordinate left, Yu Fangzhi stepped out from behind the screen with a solemn expression. Needless to say, Fu Chun had already sensed the seriousness of the situation.

"Those three people pretended to be language experts and went to business, and what they were selling were medicinal materials. In all likelihood, they would do something to slander and frame them. Fortunately, you found out in time."

Yu Fangzhi: "I thought Wei Cheng was the best at slandering and framing, but I didn't expect others to be equally good at it."

Fu Chun thought about it: it is indeed not Wei Cheng's style to point the finger at the Yu family in a roundabout way, "Who could it be?"

Yu Fangzhi shook his head.

Fu Chun worried: "It's definitely not an accident that your uncle got mixed up in the inferior drug caravan. Your identity has been exposed?"

Yu Fang knew he didn't want Fu Chun to worry, so he said, "If you know, why didn't you come directly to him? The other party is probably just testing." Not wanting to make too much trouble at this time, he said, "My uncle has Mr. Lao Fu in prison. "

Fu Chun nodded, "If you want to take a look, just tell me."

Yu Fangzhi smiled wryly, "Things have changed after so many years, goodbye is just adding to the sadness."

At this point, Fu Chun couldn't say anything else, sighed, patted Yu Fangzhi on the shoulder, and comforted him: "My good boy, I have wronged you for so many years."

Yu Fang knew how to smile, as if he didn't bear the blood and deep hatred.

"As long as you can kill the enemy with your hands, what are you afraid of being wronged?"

In the aftermath of the bad medicine incident, the two talked until late at night, and Yu Fangzhi was in a daze for a while looking at the sparse stars and pale moon when he left.

Flying and galloping on the roof, relying entirely on his intuition, Yu Fang knew that he no longer knew where he should go.

In other words, the sky is big and the earth is big, how can there be room for Meng Jingyuan?

In the cold night of early spring, Yu Fangzhi landed silently, hiding his figure in the dark, as if blending into the boundless darkness.

There are no thousands of lights in the middle of the night, only the lanterns under the eaves guarding a lonely cold light.

Yu Fangzhi looked at the plaque in Yan Mansion silently, then turned and left.

At this time, Yan Cijing must have fallen asleep.Thinking of this, Yu Fangzhi turned over and jumped into Yan's mansion, he still didn't give up, he really wanted to see Yan Cijing.

The lights in the mansion had already been turned off, Yu Fangzhi walked all the way, walked through the long corridor, entered the small courtyard, and stagnated in front of the brightly lit bedroom.

Yan Cijing was still waiting for him.

Yu Fangzhi walked straight, not afraid of missing his whereabouts, opened the door and jumped in, like a moth to a fire, and like a tired bird returning to its nest, it flew straight to Yan Cijing.

Yan Cijing was hugged inexplicably, but he couldn't break free with little strength, so he hugged him, patted his shoulder, caressed his back, and asked softly, "Why are you so cold?"

What he said after he said it even shocked him. He obviously wandered around the house until late at night just wanting to ask how Yu Feng was doing, but when Yu Fangzhi hugged him like this, he couldn't remember any questions.

Wanting to ask about the progress of the matter, but more worried about people, Yan Cijing pressed against Yu Fangzhi's cold side face and gently rubbed.

Sensing Yan Cijing's actions, Yu Fangzhi's heart softened into a puddle of water, and he called out in a low voice, "Cijing..."

"Why do you treat me so well?"

In the middle of the night, he didn't rest for a while and said some harsh words, but Yan Cijing was very useful. He leaned on Yu Fangzhi's arms and thought about it seriously, and quickly answered: "Probably... because you are Yu Fangzhi."

If it had been the past, Yu Fangzhi would have been overwhelmed for a while after hearing these words, but he had just returned from Dali Temple, and he had just revealed his true identity to Fu Chun, and he didn't know how to face it for a while. To Yan Cijing.

I don't know what language he speaks, he is Meng Jingyuan.

"Actually I'm not..."

"Ok?"

Yan Cijing was only curious, without any uncomfortable inquiry, but the concern in his eyes made Yu Fang feel guilty. Yan Cijing had already been someone he could completely trust.

Thinking of this, Yu Fangzhi held him even tighter, almost hugging him off the ground, and buried him deeply in Yan Cijing's shoulder socket, smelling the faint fragrance with nostalgia, and unexpectedly smelled a There seems to be no fragrance of powder.

"Have you gone to the Pinnacle Tower?"

Yan Cijing was a little uncomfortable being strangled, but he heard Yu Fangzhi's tone, probably because he didn't like him going to that kind of place. He was a little afraid that Yu Fang would know how to kill him, so he had no choice but to let him restrain himself, and whispered Reasonably defended: "You don't have to worry, Wei Cheng has been busy with the royal sacrifices recently, so he didn't notice other things."

Yu Fangzhi said yes, and the look of struggle in his eyes gradually became stronger.

Now that his identity has not yet been revealed, Yan Cijing is willing to run for the Meng family. If he really tells the truth, Yan Cijing will be involved in a faster and fiercer wind in the future, and he is not willing.

What's more, he still remembered that Yan Cijing said that the son of a court official was not good, that is, he liked his unrestrained and unrestrained status after being a businessman, and the language knew that he was unwilling to deprive Yan Cijing of his insignificant yearning for unrestrained and unrestrained.

He didn't say anything, but at the same time he was also afraid, selfishly asking for an unconditional promise.

"You must always love me!"

Yan Cijing was so tired, he tilted his head back to look at the words and found out, worried: "Is something not going well? Why are you not quite right tonight?"

"It's going well, it's going very well, there's nothing to worry about."

Yan Cijing was relieved, "That's good." He sighed again, "You have good eyes and ears, and you can even inquire into Mrs. Meng's family so clearly."

Yu Fangzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "How did you know that Mrs. Meng has an elder brother?"

Yan Cijing's face remained unchanged: "Xiao Wu didn't avoid me in his report, I heard it all."

Yu Fangzhi's heart was so complicated that he didn't notice Yan Cijing's eyes dodging at all.

Both of them were hiding something on their minds, so it was not easy to see each other face to face. One said he was tired, and the other said he needed to change clothes. After a fuss, they hurriedly turned on the lamp and went to bed to hug each other.

Yan Cijing's heart was touched, his brows were frowned and loosened, Yu Fang knew he was used to touching his hands and feet, as long as it was not too much, he would touch it.

While falling asleep, I heard him complain again: "The fragrance of Diecuilou's makeup powder is too strong!"

Yan Cijing was annoyed: "I'll sleep by myself!"

Yu Fang knew that there was nothing wrong, so he wrapped him tightly in his arms, hummed twice, kissed the top of his hair with a little powder fragrance, and dreamed of Duke Zhou together.

The two met late at night last night, Yan Cijing didn't come in a hurry to tell Yu Fangzhi about King Rui's coming to deliver a message, and only remembered to explain when he was leaving the house the day before.

It was expected that Yu Fangzhi would ask after he found out, but he didn't expect that Yu Fangzhi just nodded and let him go. Yan Cijing didn't think too much about it, and he couldn't be late for the appointment, so he left soon.

After Yan Cijing left, Ruku fell from the eaves, took out the unnamed letter in his sleeve, and handed it in. Yu Fang knew that he was playing with the envelope with two fingers, and he hadn't read it yet, but he had already guessed the person who sent the letter and the letter. At seven or eight points, he sneered: "It's time to come."

Ru Ku worried: "It's obviously a Hongmen Banquet, Master still wants to go?"

"I'm going. If he doesn't come to me, I'm going to meet him for a while." He could endure accidents in the Yu family's shop one after another, but he couldn't bear the matter of the distant relatives of the Meng family.

Furthermore, I'm afraid the other party already knows his identity clearly.

With a rubbing of the palms, the letter paper turned into confetti and fell down, Yu Fangzhi stopped his hand, turned his head to Ruku and said, "Don't tell Lord Yan about this beforehand."

"Yes."