Startled Meng

The car was so quiet that even the sound of horseshoes outside the car could be heard clearly.

Yan Cijing boarded the car in an aggressive manner, but he just sat opposite Bi Shouyan and looked at him without saying a word.

He hadn't thought of what to ask, but Bi Shouyan had already thought about what to say.

"The next official is the order of the Taifu."

Yan Cijing's heart sank.The relationship between father and son is commensurate with official positions. There is less warmth and more helplessness of obedience. I did not expect that the Taifu Bi Zhixing, who has never shown up, would choose to ignore the inside story of the prince's death.

Regardless of the teacher-student friendship between the Taifu and the prince, Yan Cijing thought that Bi Zhixing had helped him before, and no matter what, he would not be Wei Cheng and Zhang Shaoqiu, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

Perhaps a series of obstacles were exposed one after another, Yan Cijing was disheartened, but also a little bit of indignation was unbearable, even he didn't know it, he sneered in front of Bi Shouyan.

When laughing, there is a coldness between the brows and eyes that cannot be dispelled by the warm wind.

"Master Yan, don't be impatient."

Yan Cijing withdrew his hand, glanced at Bi Shouyan, then hid his hand in his sleeve, and said, "Master Bi is also following orders." The implication is that since he is following orders, why bother to pretend to be kind to comfort him.

Bi Shouyan's expression froze rarely, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and said, "Master Yan is still young and has a lot to do, so don't stick to the past."

"Is this what Master Bi said?"

"Yes."

Yan Cijing didn't believe it, the Taifu knew that he was out of revenge, so it was impossible to release him rashly, but at this moment he didn't want to waste time questioning Bi Shouyan, so he just said: "I heard that Prince Yin once studied under Taifu, and the friendship between teachers and students is far away. Chao Junchen, before the death of Prince Yin, the Tai Tuo was also saddened, and now he avoids talking about it, must it be because of excessive sadness?"

"Master Yan," Bi Shouyan was a little harsh, but when he saw that Yan Cijing was unmoved, he sighed again and persuaded, "Master Yan, I will not tell my father what you said, but please wait until later." Say no more."

He also comforted: "Maybe others are saving your life?"

Yan Cijing didn't want to talk any more, just said: "Let me get out of the car."

Bi Shouyan nodded and ordered to stop.

Yan Cijing lifted the curtain of the car and was a little surprised to see the two big characters "Yan Fu" above his head.

Bi Shouyan took the initiative to close the car curtain for Yan Cijing, and said in a gentle voice, "Master Yan, go back home so you can rest."

"Thank you."

As soon as he entered the door, Du Yan ran over babbling, gestured twice, then looked closely at Yan Cijing, supported him worriedly, and pointed to Yan Cijing's eyes.

Yan Cijing blinked before he realized that his eyes were sore and dry. No wonder Bi Shouyan told him to rest well. He hadn't had a good night's sleep after working for several days. The fatigue was obvious.

Seeing that Du Yan was frowning all the way, Yan Cijing thought he was too worried about himself, but in fact it was Du Yan who forgot to explain to Yan Cijing.But soon he remembered, but at this time Yan Cijing had already entered the small courtyard and saw the people sitting in the room, so there was no need for Du Yan to explain.

"You came."

As if the tired bird had returned to its nest, Yan Cijing smiled lightly. As soon as Du Yan let go of him, he stretched out his hand towards Yu Fangzhi, but Yu Fangzhi's mind was obviously elsewhere, so he crossed Yan Cijing and closed the door Finally, he said rather unpleasantly: "Don't look any further, you must get out of this matter as soon as possible."

Yan Cijing's smile froze, he took a step back and asked, "Why?"

"This matter is far from as simple as you think. If the emperor didn't let you investigate further, then you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Yan Cijing was a little displeased. He was stopped by Yang Xun and Fu Chun in the palace, and Bi Shouyan didn't support him. When he returned to Yan's mansion, Yu Fangzhi also came to persuade him to stop. For a while, he didn't know that he was investigating a case. Still pierced the sky and provoked public outrage.

Yan Cijing only drank his tea in silence, and Yu Zhi knew that he was not reconciled at a glance, and began to persuade him with reason and evidence: "The death of Prince Yin involves Gongdou, and it will affect the whole body. When you're involved in it, just leave it alone."

"How do you know that Prince Yin's death involves Gongdou?" Yan Cijing asked.

Yu Fangzhi thinks this is not important: "It's just speculation, and the matter is a foregone conclusion—"

"How do you know everything?" Yan Cijing put down the teacup, "Did you already know about the mausoleum?"

Asked again: "Is it related to you?"

Yu Fangzhi sat down at the table and denied it: "No, I didn't know in advance that someone was going to make trouble with Prince Yin's death, anyway, don't investigate any further."

Yan Cijing: "Yu Fang Zhi, do you know why I want to investigate?"

How could one not know the language? "Because Prince Yin was on good terms with Master Meng before his death, you suspect that Prince Yin's death has something to do with Master Meng."

Yan Cijing nodded wearily, "Since you know..."

Yu Fangzhi clasped Yan Cijing's arm, and said sternly, "You must not get involved! Did you hear me!"

Yan Cijing broke free from his restraint, and the suspicion in his eyes became more and more serious. He didn't understand why he persuaded himself to stop. It was obvious that both of them were out for revenge. , maybe...

"Don't take your own life to risk." Yu Fang knew that he couldn't vent his anger. He didn't want to tell Yan Cijing about his deal with Zhang Shaoqiu, so he couldn't clearly say that the theft of Prince Yin's remains was a dispute between Wei and Zhang.

Once he said it, Yan Cijing could quickly reflect his involvement with Zhang Shaoqiu, and he didn't want Yan Cijing to know that he risked himself because he was an orphan of the Meng family.

But his tough stance fell into Yan Cijing's eyes, but it didn't mean that. Yan Cijing only felt disappointed. Yu knew that he was not the real Meng family after all, and revenge was just entrusted by Yu Wanqian, otherwise he would not back down .

"I'm tired, you go."

Yu Fangzhi was impatient for a moment, and hugged Yan Cijing from behind: "You don't believe me? Are you going to drive me away?"

Yan Ci mirror lowered his eyes.

Yu Fangzhi hugged him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said, "I have no other request, I just ask you not to check any more, okay?"

Yan Cijing couldn't bear Yu Fangzhi's pleading, slowly raised his eyes, and bumped into his scarlet eyes, remembering that he also followed Mangshan for himself, and suffered a lot with him, his heart ached beyond words, and his heart softened , couldn't say any hard words, touched his face with the back of his hand, and whispered:

"Everyone stops me, even if I want to, I can't check."

"What kind of heart do you have?" Yu Fangzhi hugged him sadly and rolled on the bed, "It's enough that you have heart for me, don't think about anything else!"

Just had an unpleasant scene, where is the atmosphere of talking love, Yan Ci mirror did not collapse, hooked the corners of his mouth, and felt embarrassed, lay on the inside of the bed, covered his eyes with his arms, and mumbled that he was sleepy.

Knowing that he was covered with flesh and blood, Yu Fang also felt that he was poor. He clamored to sleep together, took off his shoes, socks and coat, and persistently grabbed Yan Cijing's inner coat, threatening viciously: "No more investigations! Just check me!"

"What about you?" Yan Cijing narrowed his eyes and was about to fall asleep.

"I'll go back to Jiangling to marry a wife!" Yu Fangzhi saw that the corners of Yan Cijing's lips curled up, knowing that this threat had no deterrent effect, but he didn't want to hurt his heart by saying harsh words.

"I'm not lying to you!"

"Hmm..." Yan Cijing pulled the quilt to cover up the restless Yu Fangzhi, "I promise you, I promise you whatever you say.

What he said is true. It is impossible for him to investigate the case alone, but he is very unwilling to stop at this point. He said sternly: "It is not accidental that the registration of entering the palace on the day of the fire in the East Palace was lost. There are not a few, which is really strange."

Yu Fang pressed Yan Cijing to his chest in displeasure: "What did you just promise me?"

Yan Cijing immediately shut up.

He was physically and mentally exhausted from running around for days, but when he closed his eyes, it was not sleepiness, but more and more doubts.

If Zhang Shaoqiu was really instigating this matter, how could he allow this matter to be held high and put down gently?What about Wei Cheng?There is no reaction at all, is it really nothing to do with him so he is not afraid?Or did the emperor order the case to be closed because he had already made a move?

On the other side, Bi Shouyan took a detour to deliver Yan Cijing, so he returned home later than usual.

His wife waited outside the door with his servants and saw his chariots and horses coming in from the small road before letting go of the crumpled handkerchief.

"Husband."

"Madam, it's windy outside, let's go in." Bi Shouyan persuaded gently, but his eyes quickly passed her, and he entered Bi's mansion alone, "Where's father?"

The wife touched the new-style waffle on her bun, barely concealed her disappointment, and followed, saying: "Father is entertaining guests in the study, is your husband going?"

"No, go back to your room." Bi Shouyan turned back to his yard.

Ignoring his wife who had been chasing so hard behind him, Bi Shouyan thought to himself, it's not easy to treat a guest when he doesn't have dinner.

Bi Shouyan's train of thought was correct, all the servants outside the study of Bi's mansion were dismissed, so as not to overhear the conversation in the room.

Bi Zhixing sat behind the table, looking at Xia Changying who came to the door suddenly with some surprise, but he could also guess the purpose of his trip.

"The old man knows that you are unwilling, and you gave up your official career and left sadly after the death of the crown prince... But things have passed for so long, and the new dynasty has been stable for many years, so you don't have to cling to the old things anymore."

There were only the two of them in the room, and they didn't want to light an extra candle, but Xia Changying still didn't take off his cloak, but the cloak could cover his face, but it couldn't cover his disappointment when he spoke:

"Master Bi, this junior thought, thought that you would make a move. After all, you brought the crown prince yourself—"

"You..." Bi Zhixing was surprised. Did Xia Changying come here to persuade him not to make a move?

Xia Changying put on a solid cloak, got up, and said in a low voice, "Teacher ignores it, which is exactly what this junior wants, thank you."

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Xiaoyan and Xiaoyu began to part ways