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Fusu's expression was calm, and he said unhurriedly: "Master Wang is worried about his son's safety, and he is also afraid that I will violate your taboo by entering without authorization, so he came to look for me."

His voice was as clear as a jade chime, and there was a habitual smile on the corners of his eyes and brows: "I think you don't have any taboos when you usually do things, so I brought Mr. Wang in."

Ruan Tao glanced at him: "Young Master, I don't know. What is taboo is not things, but people."

At the end, he turned his head to Wang Fuchou and said, "Master Wang, don't get me wrong, it's not you."

Wang Fuchou nodded in trepidation, almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

This Mr. Ruan said he is not very old, but in a few years it will be the age of the crown, and now he is walking in the court, how can he speak so nonchalantly?

He looked worriedly at his son lying on the couch, silently raised his sleeve and wiped the thin sweat on his forehead, and secretly slandered, or is it because their surname Ruan is a thorn?

"Ah!"

In a small courtyard on Yusi Street, the floor was paved with warm sun, and a small couch was placed under the porch, with a child playing the piano, and two men were lying on the couch, flipping through books leisurely.

At this time, one of the men in a dark blue wide-sleeved robe sneezed inexplicably.

The green-robed man lying on his body looked at the startled pigeons on the eaves, and said leisurely, "It's getting cold."

"I think there was a lot of trouble last night." Ruan Ji hugged the person in his arms tighter, "I heard that the ground in Shangjun was so cold in winter that it cracked."

Ji Kang looked down at the book in his hand again: "Ji Zhen grew up in Sichuan after all, I'm afraid he can't stand the weather here."

"Can't stand it, it's just this winter."

Ruan Ji looked up at the sky, smiled lightly and said, "If I can't bear it, I will go back to Beijing and let my father watch him and Xian'er study together."

At this moment, Ji Kang thought of something, and said to Ruan Ji, "A few days ago there was news from Beijing."

"what news?"

"Let's say, next month is the eighteenth son's birthday, and the son is making a fuss about coming to Shangjun to play. He said that he has not seen his elder brother for a long time." Ji Kang said.

"Your Majesty agrees?" Ruan Ji was a little surprised.

"Your Majesty has always loved the Eighteenth Prince," Ji Kang replied.

Ruan Ji laughed softly: "In the past, we just said that the frontier fortress in Shangjun is very desolate, but now it seems that this is really a treasure land of geomantic omen!"

"Young Master, Prime Minister, National Teacher...everyone rushed to play here."

He smiled, but his eyes darkened, and he said meaningfully: "This is really the luck of the people of Shangjun."

**

"I never thought Mr. Ruan's taboo was me?" Fusu said.

Wang Fuchou looked at Fusu's face tremblingly, for fear that Fusu would annoy Ruan Tao and delay his son in the end.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the eldest son in front of him smiling, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Since that's the case, I won't be here to offend Mr. Ruan."

After finishing speaking, he took the little eunuch behind him out very sensibly.

Wang Fuchou bowed in fear and respect and sent Fusu out. After Fusu went away in the small boat, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the cabin.

When he entered the door, he saw Ruan Tao took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured water and mixed it with cinnabar in a small cup as if nothing had happened.

And Wang Xiang and Du Xiaolangjun were holding hands and watching him quarrel, and they didn't seem to feel that there was any collision or offense in this man's words just now.

Wang Fuchou thought about it silently, thinking that when they saw not only these princes and grandchildren, but also adults who were one level higher than him, they were all fearful and fearful, for fear of offending them.

After all, this group of young gentlemen were born in a wealthy family in a peaceful and prosperous age, which is different from their group who lived in troubled times. But then again, this is also because of the eldest son Ren Shan.

It's just... Wang Fuchou raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Mang at the side. Recently, there has been a lot of movement in Shangjing. Even his subordinates who are as big as sesame seeds have heard some rumors. The eldest son and Wang Xiang are now far away in Shangjun. I'm afraid it's not good if something goes wrong.

At this time, Ruan Tao poured the prepared cinnabar into Wang Zi'an's mouth, and then Wang Zi'an, who was lying motionless on the bed, suddenly sat up, and the black liquid with a fishy smell vomited out of his mouth.

Seeing this, Wang Fuchou exclaimed "my son" and was about to step forward, but Du Zimei quickly reached out to stop him: "My lord!"

Ruan Tao took out another yellow talisman and stuck it on Wang Zi'an's head. The cinnabar flashed a red light on the yellow talisman and instantly burned it up. a cent.

However, Wang Zi'an started to yell hoarsely as if his soul had been burned. He struggled on the couch and seemed to want to tear off the yellow talisman on his head, but he thought he was being suppressed by some kind of yellow talisman between his foreheads. As if he could not move, he could only scream in vain from his mouth.

Wang Fuchou looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't move. Fortunately, this scene didn't last long, and Wang Zi'an quickly calmed down.

He panted slightly and opened his eyes, which were already clear.

Ruan Tao wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay!"

"Son!" Wang Fuchou hurried forward.

"Father..." Wang Zi'an stretched out his hand weakly.

Wang Fuchou held his son's hand, heaved a long sigh, watched Wang Zi'an's eyes shift to Ruan Tao, and said quickly, "This is Mr. Ruan from Zhuoling Pavilion."

Wang Zi'an thanked weakly.

Ruan Tao tucked the quilt up for him, and told him that although the "evil spirit" in his body was gone, the water was cold in early winter, and Wang Zi'an had to take good care of his body for half a month after soaking underwater for so long.

Then, he said again: "The evil spirit on your body is not the person you killed before."

Hearing this, Wang Zi'an's eyes froze.

The eyes of several people in the cabin instantly became serious. There was no wave on the lake, and the boat was in such a

Wang Fuchou worried: "Mr. Ruan, then my son..."

Ruan Tao then asked: "Did you fall into the water because you accidentally slipped, or did you see something?"

Wang Zi'an's breath was slightly unsteady, and he lowered his eyes and recalled: "At that time, I was standing on the bow of the boat blowing the wind, and suddenly saw a green-feathered phoenix in the water, and I fell down as if fascinated."

"Phoenix?" Ruan Tao frowned.

If it is said that there are all kinds of spirits and monsters in this world and half-watered half-fairies like myself, then how can there really be spirit beasts like dragons and phoenixes?

"Phoenix? Where does Phoenix swim in the water?" Du Zimei asked suspiciously, "Isn't Zi'an haunted by a water ghost?

"Water ghosts do catch and alternate, but they are just the souls of drowned people, and they look like normal ghosts. If they have the ability to transform into divine beasts, they won't need to catch and alternate in the water." Ruan Tao replied.

Besides, gods and beasts are all auspicious, so how can there be evil spirits that harm people?

His intuition told him that it was definitely not a coincidence that Wang Zian fell into the water, but he felt that the person who murdered Miss Gu behind the scene seemed to be related.

Wang Zi'an coughed twice, and said weakly: "Then I don't know what it is."

Several people were silent for a while, and after a while Wang Mang, who was lazily leaning on the screen with his hands in his hands, said, "If it's not a phoenix, could it be a bigger pheasant?"

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes focused on him. The lake was slightly illuminated. The beautiful young man leaned against the screen with beautiful scenery and shrugged his shoulders: "A few days ago, my son Gao invited me to hunt in the countryside together. There are tigers and deer in the nearby mountains. There are not many species, but there are many pheasants, the back feathers of those pheasants are greenish, and the tail feathers are long when flying in the forest, it looks a bit like a phoenix."

"But... pheasants have no reason to swim in the water?" Du Zimei said.

"That wild fox has no reason to only wear red gold silk brocade." Wang Mang said.

Ruan Tao suddenly realized: "You mean..."

**

Ruan Tao explained some taboos to Wang Zi'an and his son, and left a purse for body protection, and asked Wang Zi'an to take care of him for a month, then took Wang Mang and Du Zimei off the boat, and went to He's house.

"Pheasant?" Hu Chang was lazily lying on the carved rocking chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand. At his feet, there was a half-human tall fox kneeling for him. It was his grandson Hu. Qiu.

"I've never heard of it." Hu Chang's voice was faint, like a mountain stream and clear springs passing over stones, "Shangjun's spiritual energy is not enough. It is not easy for Liu Zhao and I to cultivate a human body. We have never heard of someone like us in Shangjun. indivual."

Ruan Tao thought for a moment: "What about those who are a little worse than you two, such as those who have cultivated spiritual consciousness but have not yet cultivated human body?"

"It's even more unclear over there." Hu Chang shook his head, "After all, the chicken can only hide when it sees me, and has no reason to come up to say hello."

That's right, foxes know how to eat chickens. If there is a pheasant that has cultivated spiritual consciousness, it will naturally hide away from Chang Hu and wave it in front of the other party from time to time. It is to give the other party supplements.

Ruan Tao was in a bit of trouble, so where should he find this "Phoenix"?

He is now certain that behind this "phoenix" is the murderer who murdered Miss Gu, and the murderer who murdered Miss Gu must have an inseparable relationship with that monk from the Western Regions.

After catching this "Phoenix", I caught a thread in the Shangjun incident, and I followed the thread all the way until the needle was threaded by a human or a ghost.

Seeing that the person in front of him was in trouble, Hu Chang said: "If you want to talk about monsters, shouldn't your Zhuoling Pavilion have the most complete files? You know that although I have lived for so many years, I really don't know many monsters."

Thinking about that bastard Liu Zhao, Ruan Tao and the others felt a little sympathy for the old monster in front of them.

Hu Chang was right. Although Zhuo Linge's group of silverfish did not do practical things, Zhuo Linge was the yamen with the most complete records of "monsters" in the whole world.

However, Ruan Tao's person named Zhuo Lingge is really a marginal figure who was excluded from the outside. Although he now has the status of a deputy chief, there is still a chief above him!

The so-called high-ranking officials crushed people to death, Mao Yi would not let go of the matter of Zhuoling Pavilion in Shangjun, Ruan Tao could only admit it.

Hu Chang seemed to be aware of Ruan Tao's concerns, and his eyes drifted towards Wang Mang who was standing aside and playing with a piece of dogtail grass.

Ruan Tao and Du Zimei followed Hu Chang's gaze towards the door.

I saw the young man leaning on the door in a splendid robe, holding a withered yellow dog's tail grass in his hand, playing boredly, completely looking like a dandy in Beijing.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful young man with nothing to do would be Daqin's right minister?

Wang Mang felt the eyes of several people slowly raise his head, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw Ruan Tao showing him a kind smile——

"Prince Wang, excuse me."

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感谢在2022-05-1721:45:33~2022-08-2021:18:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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