Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

One month ago, Changle Palace.

The old imperial doctor frowned slightly after examining Emperor Zhengshi's pulse.

Your Majesty's pulse is different from before.

It doesn't seem to be manic, but it's not very stable. The pulse condition is wandering, and it seems to be manic and hot, and the heart is on fire.

The old doctor: "Your Majesty, have you not been able to sleep well these days?"

Emperor Zhengshi glanced at the old doctor indifferently, and said calmly: "Only one or two hours a night."

This is too little.

The old doctor pondered, His Majesty's food is fine recently, and even the daily decoction is taken on time, logically speaking, there shouldn't be such a reaction.

Could it be the effect of the medicine that His Majesty has so many dreams at night?

He took a look at His Majesty, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty often goes to the martial arts arena recently?"

Emperor Zhengshi nodded.

The old imperial doctor was slightly moved, leaned forward and said: "Your Majesty is full of anger, hot and dry, and can vent all his strength?"

Emperor Zhengshi said casually: "Old doctor, in your mouth, doesn't the widow become an animal in heat?"

The old doctor coughed a little bit, because of Mo Jingchun's physical weakness, His Majesty here also prescribes the right medicine.Only Emperor Zhengshi was physically strong, but this was too much.

But the other root cause is that some of the medicines commonly used by His Majesty are causing this.

When taking the medicine, the imperial physician also thought about this possibility, but compared to His Majesty's madness, this situation is already considered a blessing.

But according to His Majesty's pulse, I'm afraid it's more than that.

Emperor Zhengshi looked at the arm that was feeling the pulse, and suddenly said: "These days, I think a lot at night, and occasionally dream of killing people. If you don't kill to your heart's content, you won't wake up."

The old doctor froze when she raised her pen, and looked at the emperor.

The emperor said lightly: "Does the old imperial doctor have a method to solve it?"

The old doctor remembered what happened before entering the palace just now.

Liu Hao and Debai, who had just recovered, were waiting outside the hall. While His Majesty was discussing important matters with Liu Cunjian, they were talking in the side hall.

Liu Hao: "If I lie down again, my waist will be broken."

Debai: "Your Majesty still values ​​the master, and even specially asked the imperial physician to treat the master."

Liu Hao shook his head, "I have cleaned up the palace several times, but there is still such a mistake, I am ashamed."

Debai reassured: "After all, it's that mother...it's also helpless."

After he finished speaking, he just remembered something and said hesitantly.

"Recently, His Majesty has been out of the palace more frequently." De Baidao, "Most of the time, it is to meet the Taifu."

Having acquired the habit of Liu Hao, when Debai mentioned Mo Jingchun, he called him Taifu.

Liu Hao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't think there was anything wrong, "Your Majesty likes Tai Tuo very much, so it's normal."

Debai also muttered a few words, but didn't say anything more.

But at this moment, the old imperial doctor suddenly remembered Debai's words.

Your Majesty goes out of the palace more frequently, most of the time, to meet the Taifu?

"Your Majesty's worries have eased a little after seeing Zong Zhengqing?" The old doctor dared to speak out, not afraid to touch the emperor's entanglements.

As a doctor, you still have to think a lot about the sick.

Emperor Zhengshi looked at the old doctor quietly for a long time before he spoke.

"Indeed."

When holding Mo Jingchun in his arms, Zhengshi Emperor's murderous nature will fade a lot, and it is common for him to stay overnight until dawn.

On weekdays, he was aware of his desire to treat Mo Jingchun, although he didn't suppress it, but after getting the Queen Mother's suggestion, Emperor Zhengshi somewhat listened to it, and didn't touch Mo Jingchun rashly again.

This was due to the return of the two great generals, and also the reason why Emperor Zhengshi saw through Mo Jingchun's entangled attitude.

Although Mo Jingchun rejects this kind of relationship, as time goes by, people's hearts are always soft, and after a long time, there will always be changes.

Emperor Zhengshi was willing to wait just after seeing this change.

However, this greed that eats the marrow and knows the taste sometimes not only tormented Mo Jingchun, but also tormented Gongyeqi himself.

The old doctor persuaded: "Your Majesty, why don't you raise some living animals to distract your mind, maybe you can practice restraint?"

Emperor Zhengshi said blankly: "Why haven't I killed you until now?"

The old doctor laughed.

When he went to sit in the Empress Dowager's Palace, the Empress Dowager brought a raccoon slave in her arms.

That raccoon slave was actually the one that the Empress Dowager brought to Changle Palace.

She is indeed white and cute, she is purring and stepping on milk in the empress dowager's arms, her long tail is flicking back and forth, her head is rubbing against the empress dowager's palm, and she is screaming lovingly.

Empress Dowager: "Ai's family heard about the old doctor's order. If a raccoon slave is a rare thing, it will be clingy the most. If the emperor doesn't want to take it home and raise it, maybe it can also cultivate his sentiments."

Emperor Zhengshi: "..."

It was rare for Emperor Zhengshi to choke.

When has he reached the age where he needs to cultivate his sentiments?

But the Queen Mother insisted, Emperor Zhengshi didn't bother to refute, and when he went back, he took the snow white raccoon slave back.

There is also a special servant in charge of serving the raccoon slave.

In the first few days of his arrival, the raccoon slave was terrified, jumping up and down, often making the servant run around.But he is from the Empress Dowager's palace, he is very tolerant in front of the palace, and he really looks at that raccoon slave who is lively and cute.

After one or two days, this raccoon slave will start to get familiar with him, and he will act recklessly, even jumping on Gongyeqi's bed to sleep.

The emperor cared little.

But one day, he was frightened in the middle of the night, and suddenly opened his eyes, and something was biting his finger. The emperor exerted all his strength, and his finger almost strangled the living thing.

The raccoon slave let out a sharp scream.

Zhengshi Emperor, who was half asleep and half awake, realized that he had pinched the raccoon slave in the Empress Dowager's palace, so he let go.

The raccoon slave ran away without a trace, but the tail was still dangling in front of the emperor's eyes.

The emperor, who had been suppressing all this time, was completely impatient at that moment, his fingers restrained and clenched into fists, but they turned white with convulsions.There was a dark red in the dark eyes, which seemed to be manic.Not to mention restraint, he almost turned out of the palace.

This is a drug effect that cannot be relieved by taking medicine recently. If you want to suppress it, let's not talk about waiting until the next month to change the medicine.

Intellectually, it is clear that this is the only way to go, but right now Emperor Zhengshi is full of anger and has a violent temper.

The martial arts masters in the martial arts field were all scared by him, and the strongest among the hidden guards would never dare to fight him. Emperor Zhengshi fought like a trapped beast. After almost killing the raccoon slave again, he faced He lifted the poor animal back expressionlessly.

Although the raccoon slave was well-fed and strong, the two encounters where she almost died caused her to rush to the embrace of the queen mother without looking back.

Emperor Zhengshi: "If this thing is kept in the widow's house, it will really die."

His tendons peeled off the skin, dismantled the bones and dismembered the corpse, and buried it in the ground.

Emperor Zhengshi was not joking.

Feeling the emperor's violent murderous intent, the queen mother unconsciously said, "Where is Mo Jingchun? He hasn't entered the palace these days?"

Emperor Zhengshi's face became even more gloomy, "After Mo Feihe and Mo Guangsheng come back, he will not enter the palace again if he has nothing to do."

"Hiding your ears and stealing your bell." The queen mother sneered, "If you don't do it, doesn't it exist?"

Emperor Zhengshi raised his eyebrows, this is not true.

Mo Feihe is experienced and calm, Mo Guangsheng is cunning and thoughtful, seeing is not as good as hearing, if Mo Jingchun frequently enters the palace, maybe they will notice it too.

This is what Mo Jingchun fears the most.

Emperor Zhengshi didn't force what he didn't want.

...Of course, only on some things.

Emperor Zhengshi pondered, compared to before, he seemed to have softened his heart?

The queen mother said unhurriedly: "If you want to see him, then go."

Emperor Zhengshi: "In the past, the Empress Dowager has always stopped the widow from coming, why has she changed her sex now?"

Queen Mother: "If you had mentioned his importance earlier, Ai's family would have stopped you? Fortunately, you would not overthrow your family, country and the world for a man. Otherwise, Ai's family would have doubts. When you were born , Did you forget to give you a long heart again?"

Emperor Zhengshi was speechless, in fact, probably, that...

He was silent and didn't say anything in front of the Queen Mother.

But the emperor's abnormality was not a secret in front of the palace.

Emperor Zhengshi often went to and from the martial arts field, and there was no one who could help him with the martial arts master, and in the end Liu Changning was forced to end in person.It's a pity that he just recovered from his injury and was pardoned by His Majesty, so he has to face such pain.

But Liu Changning was able to serve as the leader of the guard before, so he was naturally a martial arts genius.

With Liu Changning as his thug, Emperor Zhengshi would feel better.

After His Majesty vented this manic pressure on the martial arts arena, things went smoothly.But the old imperial doctor's complexion became more and more ugly day by day, until one day, after taking the pulse, the old imperial doctor said helplessly: "How is Your Majesty?"

Emperor Zhengshi said calmly, "No problem."

Except after a long time of tempering, I don't feel anything.

I heard Mo Jingchun say that he borrowed martial arts to vent his anger, but it was really useful.

The old doctor shook his head with a sullen face, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I feel that your pulse condition is no better than before." He has already adjusted the prescription, so there shouldn't be any change.

Emperor Zhengshi said calmly: "Maybe the diagnosis is wrong?"

The old imperial doctor said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, although the minister is useless, he can still do something. Please make it clear, Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhengshi glanced at the old doctor, and tapped his fingers on the table a few times. He didn't know whether he was thinking or hesitating. After a while, the emperor said unhurriedly: "Since taking the medicine, it has indeed merged with each other. Indeed... Except for that one time, there was no real riot.

"However, the widow often hears some strange ravings, which are very noisy."

His voice was cold and calm, as if he was really not troubled by it.

The old doctor's face changed slightly, and he asked where the symptoms came from.Once this person gets on the top, he doesn't care about it, and he is not afraid that Emperor Zhengshi will knock him off in anger.

But since Emperor Zhengshi said the beginning, he would not hide the end, so he also said it.

The duration is not short, at least a few months.

Emperor Zhengshi was able to endure until now!

The emperor said indifferently: "It's not a big deal."

The old doctor is going to make a big deal, this is not a big deal, so what is a big deal? !

Such auditory hallucinations appear, which is not a good thing.

The old imperial doctor thought hard, and suddenly said: "Did your Majesty not go to see Zong Zhengqing these days?"

Emperor Zhengshi squinted at him strangely, "What are you talking about?"

"Last time, Your Majesty said that you can fall asleep next to Zong Zhengqing." The old doctor spoke convincingly, "If Your Majesty is not lying this time, does it mean that your auditory hallucinations will disappear when you are next to Zong Zhengqing? "

Emperor Zhengshi rubbed his forehead with his fingers, his face expressionless.

After a long time, "No."

Emperor Zhengshi said solemnly: "The widow knows a little about himself. If he really gets close to Ziqing, he will definitely not be able to please him." The roaring struggle never stopped.

Before seeing the dawn of Hemo Jingchun, Emperor Zhengshi didn't want to act rashly.

The old doctor felt helpless in his heart.

He has been in the royal family for more than [-] years, and he has seen too much about the affairs of the imperial family. Even Emperor Yongning, Emperor Zhengshi's father, no matter how gentle and calm his temper is, he can't be a couple for life. Now Emperor Zhengshi has such a violent and violent temper. , There is still a day to survive.

It was like a beast being tamed and appeased.

But Emperor Zhengshi's madness comes from the bone marrow and flesh, and it won't work simply by forbearance.

His Majesty can bear it now, but if he runs away one day, the consequences will be disastrous.

The old doctor didn't bother to talk about His Majesty's concealment, but said: "If Your Majesty is serious... then it will be useful to get in touch with him."

Emperor Zhengshi looked at him with contempt, and said impatiently: "Did the old doctor not listen to what the widow said?"

The old imperial doctor said calmly: "I have heard it, and it is precisely because I have heard it that I have such advice. Your Majesty, it is better to be quiet than to block it. If you keep suppressing it, I am afraid that you will lose control."

Emperor Zhengshi sneered, with his hostility hidden between his brows, he said sullenly: "Why are you so afraid? If the widow becomes a lunatic, won't those people's ambitions be fulfilled?"

Mentioning this, the old doctor dared not speak.

Ever since the Jiaotai Palace was burned down, such temptations have emerged endlessly. If it hadn't been for the court management just now, and the power transferred by the Queen Mother, it would have been impossible to say what would have happened.

Since ancient times, the front court and the rear palace have been closely linked, and many powerful families do have eyeliners in the palace. This is a well-known secret.

Except for the East Palace.

That is the most impenetrable place.

And after Emperor Zhengshi ascended the throne, the entire harem seemed to be included in the scope of the territory, and no outsiders could be allowed to spy on it.Now it has been achieved that there is nothing to sieve, and outsiders have no way to start.

The old imperial doctor: "...I don't understand the matter of the previous dynasty. But your Majesty and Zong Zhengqing still have to meet." The old imperial doctor tried to persuade him repeatedly, and Emperor Zhengshi listened a little bit.

Otherwise, when he was out hunting, he heard that Mo Jingchun had taken Mo Guangsheng and others to another courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, so he rushed over quickly with his people?

Instead, he found out about Mo Guangsheng by accident... I'm afraid he knew the inside story.

A few days later, when Emperor Zhengshi was in the martial arts training ground, Mo Guangsheng's murderous intent, which had been immersed in the battlefield for many years, stimulated the emperor's keen senses. A flash of scarlet flashed in his dark eyes, and the violent pleasure lingered in his body. Low pleasure in the flesh and blood collision.

He wants blood.

Holding a long knife, the emperor swept Mo Guangsheng coldly and mercilessly.

Eyes are blood red.

Throat, chest, genitals, calves... Weaknesses were swept away by piercing eyes. Mo Guangsheng was rough and fleshy. He was used to the enemy's prying eyes, but he didn't notice Zhengshi Emperor's eyes. Dead mania.

Fight more and more bravely.

The bloodthirsty greed lit up, and Emperor Zhengshi almost wanted to tear the person in front of him alive.

In the light of the knife, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the person standing at the gate of the courtyard, the blood red seemed to have been wiped off, and Mo Jingchun's shape was smeared.

The long knife stopped at Mo Guangsheng's neck.

Emperor Zhengshi looked down at his arm, there was a small hole in the torn fabric, Mo Guangsheng still kept his hand.

He was agitated for a while, and threw the long knife aside.

Emperor Zhengshi walked towards Mo Jingchun.

Step by step, the bloody light in the sky seemed to flow backwards, making Mo Jingchun's outline more vivid.When he walked up to Mo Jingchun, the so-called murderous madness, the so-called blood-filled sky, disappeared completely.

Even the noisy voice no longer sounded.

Only Mo Jingchun's soft and clear voice said, "Your Majesty."

he said.

Emperor Zhengshi never said it, but he actually liked hearing Mo Jingchun call him that.

It's just that this title always seems indifferent.

He pulled away from the long thought and pulled the tail under his hand.

Mo Jingchun let out a mournful cry.

"His Majesty……"

Look, the same soft voice, so charming at the moment.

The raccoon slave's tail is indeed not as sensitive as the rabbit's tail. After all, it is so long and so fluffy that you can hold it in the palm of your hand just by combing it.

What a lively, obedient tail this is.

Especially when invading, you can see that the tail is pitifully stiff, and then rests limply on Gongyeqi's wrist.It seemed to be a refusal, but also a pitiful welcome.

Just like Mo Jingchun at this moment.

In his voice, joy was mixed with pain, and the tail was forced to rub in Gong Yeqi's hands, it was really pitiful.

The raccoon slave's tail, pinching the tip of the tail, can be exchanged for a shiver.

Then touch the root of the tail, it is a completely different feeling.

Mo Jingchun couldn't stop shivering.

But what made him even more uncomfortable was that in front of him, he struggled and tried feebly to take it off, but Gong Yeqi grabbed his arm and buckled it behind his back, pressed it down with a smile, and squeezed it to the fluffy tail.

Gong Yeqi: "Master's voice is a bit loud, what should I do if someone overhears me?"

Mo Jingchun was going to die.

He didn't know what kind of madness Gongyeqi was going into, he blocked his front, and called it helping him raise Miqing, but he was happy, and made Mo Jingchun struggle a few times, begging for relief no.

Gongye Qi rubbed his tail casually, and the trembling trembled with every movement.

His eyes lit up, and he came up with a cheerful idea.

The emperor smiled and stuck to Mo Jingchun's ear, and said in a low voice: "Master, tell me, this raccoon slave's tail and so many hairs, if they are together...is it more interesting than sheep's eye circles?"

Mo Jingchun had no idea what it was.

But soon, he knew.

The numb itching all over his body almost made him faint.

...

The house called for water once in the middle of the night.

It was Wei Yi who carried it in.

At that time, Mo Jingchun didn't even want to move a finger.

very tired.

But this tired feeling is different from before.

In the past, Emperor Zhengshi was eager to squeeze Mo Jingchun dry, but this time, I don't know where he came up with the idea. All the climbing made him suffer unceasingly. He clearly couldn't get out, but he insisted on pushing to the extreme, which was even more frightening than before.

Mo Jingchun didn't even have the strength to drink, so in the end His Majesty fed him mouth to mouth.

The gnawed quilt was thrown away, and a new mattress was laid out. Mo Jingchun felt uncomfortable lying down everywhere, and unconsciously wanted to touch the tailbone behind him. disappear no more.

Time passed.

Mo Jingchun said weakly and hoarsely: "...Your Majesty, can't sleep?"

Emperor Zhengshi, who was wiping Mo Jingchun's fingers, sat beside the bed and said with a light smile, "Why is Ziqing so sharp?"

The emperor is not sleepless.

It's just that in the dream there was endless killing intent, for this reason, he told anyone who served him not to get close.

Although he didn't care, he wasn't happy to kill people in his dreams casually.

"... But last time, when he was in the East Mansion, His Majesty slept peacefully." Mo Jingchun said with all his strength.

Emperor Zhengshi laughed, "Last time, I tortured you half to death, why do you still have the energy to pay attention to me?"

Mo Jingchun didn't need to blush, because his whole body was already flushed, every place was tasted by the emperor meticulously, and even the shame was forced to be thrown away, so that he could beg for the final relief.After hearing Zhengshi Emperor's words, he lowered his eyelids wearily, and said slowly: "Whether the person sleeping next to him is calm or suffering, I will not be unable to tell."

Emperor Zhengshi didn't answer Mo Jingchun's words immediately, he just stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of Mo Jingchun's red eyes, "Why do you call me Your Majesty? Why do you call yourself a minister?"

Mo Jingchun turned away and only showed Zhengshi Emperor a pair of red ears.

Even this ear has a slight bite mark.

Although tomorrow, this faint trace will disappear, but it is undeniable that this greatly satisfied Zhengshi Emperor's greedy mind.

Mo Jingchun only heard Emperor Zhengshi chuckle a few times.

Not noisy.

Not even heard from outside the house.

But happy.

Very, very happy.

Emperor Zhengshi suppressed his smile, and said with a light smile: "I will dream of some scenes in my dreams every night." His fingers shuttled through Mo Jingchun's black hair, even when he was talking about such a bloody thing, there was a sense of emotion. With a deep smile.

"The widow killed many, many people."

He could no longer remember what the person in the dream looked like, but he remembered the endless killing and wailing.Begging for mercy and screaming could not appease Gong Yeqi, but instead made him more violent and bloodthirsty, full of endless desire.

"There are too many dreams, which somewhat affect sleepiness."

Mo Jingchun's fingers rested weakly on Gong Yeqi's wrist, this light force was as soft and weak as the tail that was still there just now, as if a light force could immediately break this wrist.

Emperor Zhengshi had killed too many people in his dreams, even better than the butcher, he knew the veins of bones and how to stab them with a knife, and people would still scream, but they would not die.

The blood red all over the ground was smeared by the tumbling, which is really beautiful.

The emperor's finger was caught by Mo Jingchun's again, and he looked down at him.

Mo Jingchun clearly had no energy, but he still tried to pull himself together, struggling to hold Gong Yeqi's finger.

The twitching fingers were wrapped in warm palms.

Gongye closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Mo Jingchun also saw that the violent killing intent gradually calmed down, and the trembling of his fingers also gradually stopped, and finally he turned around and wrapped Mo Jingchun's fingers.

When His Majesty was over excited, his fingers would always tremble uncontrollably.

It was an extremely predatory killing intent.

Mo Jingchun has experienced it countless times, and there is absolutely no mistake.

And the feeling of the last time is still today's martial arts field.

Mo Jingchun said wearily: "Is the old doctor's medicine useless?"

Emperor Zhengshi didn't care, curled Mo Jingchun's long hair with the other hand, and said calmly: "Treating the symptoms but not the root cause, don't you know what I look like?"

Unchangeable nature, unchangeable madness.

Emperor Zhengshi has never changed.

Not using these three words is scarier than anything else.

Mo Jingchun was very tired.

Half asleep and half awake, he still dragged Gongyeqi to the bed.It's procrastination, but it's actually more like Gongye's inspiring power to let him do something, so the two of them rolled together on the bed.

Mo Jingchun raised his hand to cover Gong Yeqi's eyes, and said calmly, "Go to sleep."

This is Mo Jingchun's bed, let alone what they did just now, the whole bed smells like him.Apart from the faintly dissipated fishy smell, there is the seemingly absent fragrance from Mo Jingchun's body.

Gong Yeqi looked at the darkness in front of him, as if he was really immersed in a dream.

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly. Hearing the emperor's breathing became calmer, he softened his strength just now, and lay on his shoulder thinking for a while, but he was also sleepy, but he couldn't think of anything. After a while, he was still heavy. go to sleep.

When Mo Jingchun woke up, there was no one on the bed, but there was a broken flower beside his bed.

The flower looked strangely familiar.

Mo Jingchun sat up, twirled the flower and looked at it, feeling helpless suddenly.

Isn't this the flower he raised outside before?

The potted flower finally grew a few chrysanthemums in the autumn, and now it is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha?

It should be his flower, isn't it also his flower?

Mo Jingchun had no choice but to take the flower and got off the bed. When changing clothes, he noticed a strange itching on his back.He glanced at the bronze mirror, the mottled marks on it were really unsightly, Mo Jingchun only took one look and immediately moved away, covering the spot with his clothes.

Last night, Gong Yeqi didn't do too much, it just made Mo Jingchun uncomfortable.

This method of control is really unusable.

Mo Jingchun thought expressionlessly.

Also, what is the situation of Emperor Zhengshi?

For some reason, at this moment, at this moment, his heart was so hot that it ached, making him shrink his shoulders unconsciously, as if trying to protect a weak spot.Mo Jingchun closed his eyes slightly, this is not possible.

When he waited for Gongye Qi, he gave way more than before.

One step back is one step back.

If you go back, there is no way out.

In Changle Palace, the emperor happily changed his clothes, and Liu Hao, who was guarding behind him, said, "Call Liu Cunjian in." After Liu Hao came back, Debai naturally retreated to take his usual position, but Emperor Zhengshi was used to it. Now they are serving together in front of the temple.

Debai bent down to adorn Gongye Qi, feeling that His Majesty was happier than usual today.

When Liu Cunjian came in and learned the news he had brought back, Emperor Zhengshi became even happier.

Emperor Zhengshi said with a low smile, "But I finally have a chance."

In the voice, there is a rare joy.

...

The next day, Lin Yushi's mansion was brightly lit before dawn.

Lin Yushi has a refined appearance and a personable manner. Even at this age, he is still an elegant gentleman. When no one sees him, he will praise him for his demeanor as before.It's just that when he is sitting in the low-key and elegant study room, listening to his eldest son Lin Changfeng's report, the ecstasy and surprised gaffe on his face don't seem to be fake.

"That's true, Aye, it's indeed found!"

"it is good!"

Lin Yushi jumped up, pacing back and forth happily.

"Will anyone notice your actions?" Lin Yushi immediately thought of this.

Lin Changfeng shook his head, "You know that the capital has been going crazy recently. Everyone is acting in a normal way, and it's hard to detect traces. However, if someone suddenly has a different reaction, they will definitely be guessed. After all, this thing , It’s really obvious.” Speaking of this, he still hesitated, “And my son thinks that the number of books in that collection is a bit strange.”

Lin Yushi looked at him, "What's so strange?"

Lin Changfeng: "The parts found must not be as many as the rumors said, or even only one-tenth at most." They found them in an old house.

This is not the first place to be targeted. Many houses like this have been selected one by one.

The house was bought and sold more than ten years ago, and now the buyer is unknown, but according to the locals, the house has been vacant for more than ten years.

Following the trail, they actually found a dilapidated warehouse in which there were about twenty boxes heavy.Those boxes were dilapidated, and when opened, there were actually bamboo slips of books wrapped in oiled paper.

The servants who were found at the beginning were almost shocked, and they slowly calmed down after reporting back to Lin Changfeng.

Lin Changfeng was naturally happy, but the number of more than [-] boxes was definitely not right.

Lin Yushi said indifferently: "Three caves of the cunning rabbit, Dou Heming was a smart person back then, he probably knew he was going to die, since he couldn't escape the calculations of his family brothers, he might as well let these collections of books be buried with him, it would be cruel. "

Lin Changfeng shook his head and said: "No matter how cruel and ruthless he is, he can't compare to Dou Hewei. Why does he want to do it himself? And show the bastard his whereabouts."

Lin Yushi glanced at him, and said with a sneer: "How can he be considered ruthless? The day she entered the capital, Dou's Majesty has been staring at her all the time!"

Lin Changfeng knew that what he just said violated Aye's taboo, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

Ever since Lin Yushi expelled the third sister from the genealogy, their mother hated Lin Yushi's viciousness, and she only cared about eating fast and praying to Buddha every day, eating enough in the small Buddhist hall.

These days, Lin Yushi and Mrs. Lin were an old husband and wife, and it was the first time that the old wife was so angry that they fell into a heart disease.

Knowing that when you hear something cruel, you will attack first.

If you ask him, although Aye's actions are indeed a bit sinister, they are also for the sake of the entire Lin family.His majesty's enthusiasm before, if you really get to the bottom of it, it will be of no benefit to anyone.

My sister and brother-in-law are indeed pitiful, but there is nothing I can do.

They were born as sons of aristocratic families, and they have the power and authority of the family, and they also need to maintain the family.The reason why he took a fancy to Xu Shangde at the beginning was because of the connections behind him, and it was also to win over Wang Zhenming.Otherwise, how can a mere number one scholar deserve to be married off as a daughter of an aristocratic family?

Lin Yushi said in a deep voice: "Since I found some of the things, it means that the collection of books is really in the capital. Take all the things out. Then I will draw them slowly."

Lin Changfeng frowned and said, "Although Dou Hewei was brought into Dali Temple, Dou Hetong is still presiding outside. If we transport the things out...then we will tear ourselves apart with Dou."

Lin Yushi put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "It was originally transported out privately, who would know. What's more, what if you tear your face? Your Majesty is about to move against the family. This is what we should work together to help. Now I am waiting to help Dou The family found a collection of books, but they just collected them for him first. When they are safe, after a year or two, they will naturally be returned to him."

Naturally, Lin Yushi would not make a move to really completely occupy it, but if he left enough time to copy it, wouldn't he just change the name of the Dou family's collection?

Today the world is so big that although papermaking technology has been developed, books are still expensive.

If it weren't for the promotion of public schools by the imperial court, many poor children would not be able to read books at all.

And even if it is the imperial court, the collection of books in the Hanlin Academy is definitely not as large as that of any aristocratic family.This is where their background lies. Don't blame Lin for being greedy, but knowledge is the root of life!

At the beginning, the aristocratic family was able to recommend this talented person who was stuck in the imperial court. As time passed, the imperial examinations used the rising tide to tell the aristocratic family how the flood of knowledge has damaged the foundation of the aristocratic family.

Lin Changfeng naturally listened to Lin Yushi's instructions.

When he was about to leave to do something, Lin Yushi suddenly stopped him and said coldly, "Have you not found her whereabouts yet?"

Lin Changfeng showed bitterness, "The third sister went to Guangde Temple, but my son really didn't find her, even in several other temples, but he didn't. The host of Guangde Temple said, maybe people have already..."

Lin Yushi's face was gloomy, and he couldn't tell if he was worried or hesitating.

"Forget it, she was pregnant at the time, and it was your mother who saw her approaching Guangde Temple with her own eyes. I'm afraid it might be difficult to give birth..."

Lin Changfeng thought he was worried about Mrs. Xu's safety, so he echoed a few words.After he left, Lin Yushi paced back and forth in the room, and said to himself: "If it wasn't for her, those things left behind..."

How could it be gone?

Xu Shangde bit to death what he didn't say, if it was announced to the world, it would be a terrible thing.

That's really taking off the family's face and stepping on it.

The corruption that caused the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou to scold and indignantly has always been intervened by noble and elegant families in the eyes of the world. Wang Zhenming has flirted with them from the very beginning. Many things are just that they know each other well.

He watched the dawn break outside, played with two walnuts, and began to shake his head and worry.

I don't know if Lin Changfeng can arrange the things well?

A few days later, at noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Several caravans were slowly moving to the gate of the city, and they were about to be inspected by Guan Wen. The soldiers guarding the city looked at their bulging salutes and asked, "What are these things?"

The leader of the caravan smiled and said: "They are all things that are bought and sold. If the officials don't dislike them, they can also take a look."

Of course we need to check.

But the caravan gave a lot of money, and their captain and the caravan leader knew each other well, so the inspection was a lot more perfunctory, but I just opened it up and looked at the lower surface, only to see that there were some things such as cotton pressed on it, Then he put down the cloth strip again and waved his hand, which is to signal the past.

It looks like a light thing, but the shaft is very deep. When it rolled over, it pressed two unusually distinct rolling marks on the ground.

click-

Unfortunately, when the car rolled up again, I didn't know how the interior was arranged. It was such a coincidence that several things rolled off the car and spread out on the ground with a "slap--" on the ground.

The soldier looked down and saw that it was a scroll of bamboo slips.

No matter how ignorant the person is, he has heard of the recent uproar in the capital. His expression changed drastically and he shouted sharply, "Stop!"

This sudden change not only frightened the coachman, but also frightened the people near the city gate.

These people came and went, and they rarely heard the soldiers guarding the city so serious.

For them, the defenders of the city are something they can see every day, whether they are ornaments, people, or clay sculptures, it doesn't make any difference.But with this violent shout, he suddenly caught the eyes of the people around him.

"Isn't this a caravan?"

"Could it be that there is someone hiding inside?"

"Why don't I know that you are so capable, why don't you write a storybook?"

"Nonsense, there must be some hidden treasure!"

A scholar rubbed his eyes, stared at the object on the ground that the soldier was bending over to pick up, and suddenly said loudly, "Is that object a bamboo slip?"

Except for the scholars who came out with him to look at it immediately, the other people were all at a loss, and some were still asking what happened to the bamboo slips, what was it and so on.

The scholar patiently explained, "Bamboo slips are books made of bamboo chips. Not all books are made of that kind of white paper. Many years ago, everyone wrote on bamboo chips."

The books recorded in the past and the present are two completely different flavors.

"Those people actually transported away not goods, but books?!"

Someone finally understood, and said in surprise: "Isn't that being transported secretly?"

Some people also said: "Why is it called secretly? Have you never seen someone selling books? Maybe this is the owner of the caravan