Dressed like a deadly enemy

The noise alarmed the courtiers waiting in the shed. They looked up one by one, and then looked at each other with their colleagues with solemn expressions.

I heard that there was almost a fight in front of the city gate yesterday?Someone quietly looked at Qi Zai and Qin Jiang. Those present were all veterans in the officialdom. Naturally, they were always paying attention to the current situation. How can the official luck be prosperous if the news is not well informed?Everyone who should know about the situation at the city gate yesterday knows.

"My lords, please calm down, Marquis Yuan is not aware of this matter."

Yun Feitan walked over and stood in front of Yuan Xi, "Today the Grand Tutor's funeral, everyone is making such noise, do you want the Grand Tutor not to be at peace?"

"That can't be the case!" Mu Cheng lowered his voice, full of unwillingness, clenched his teeth, and stared at Yuan Xi behind him, "He is here to disturb grandfather's peace."

Yuan Xi: "Master Yun, I'm not very welcome as an uninvited guest, it's better to wait outside."

Although he didn't know about Mu Shuo's death, everyone knew that the murderer was a general under his command. The Queen Mother had always been kind to others and could accept his apology, but the rest of the Mu family might not be able to accept it.

"Alright." Yun Feitan nodded, and saluted the young masters of the Mu family, "Excuse me."

Mu Cheng turned his head to the side and snorted coldly. His uncles returned a salute to Yun Feitan, "Your Excellency is very polite, this matter has nothing to do with your Excellency. Your Excellency has been running around for a few days to investigate the case, and I will come to thank you at another day."

They got out of the way and watched the two leave.

"Why did you follow?" Yun Feitan turned around and saw Lu Junzhuo following after walking through the zigzag corridor, "Go back."

"What's your expression? Are you unhappy to recognize your ancestors?" Yuan Xi turned around in front of him, glanced at him, and said angrily.

Lu Junzhuo asked: "Master Hou is going back to Yuanzhou now?"

"I'm going back. Even though Yaodu is lively, Yuanzhou Island is still comfortable to live in. Last night, the assassin made a noise so that Benhou couldn't sleep well. He was afraid of trouble after killing him, so he had to hide in his hometown."

It turned out that someone really sneaked into the Hongyan Tower next to Taicheng last night, no wonder Hou Ye's temper is so bad today.

"Don't Hou Ye want to know who sent the assassin?"

"You know?" The remaining two asked in unison.

He recounted how he met Qin Zhuolan last night, and finally said: "The Qin family is also making arrangements in secret. I'm afraid it will not be easy for Lord Hou to leave."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, turned to Yun Feitan and asked, "My lord, the Xuanyi guards from the Mu residence that night... I think one of them got away?"

"That night of melee, the scene was too chaotic, I didn't pay attention." Yun Feitan recalled the situation of that day, at that time, his attention was all on Wen Shang, and then he ran all the way back to Yaodu, not caring about other things.

"Wen Shang's vanguard has returned by a dozen or so fewer people. If they succeed, they will definitely come back." Yuan Xi added from the side, confident in his soldiers.

"So, is it possible for General Mu to return to Yaodu?" What Lu Junzhuo was most worried about was that Mu Shen might be set up to meet Wen Shang outside the city.

If they fought outside the city, they would have fallen into Qin Zhuolan's tricks. Thinking of this, Yuanxi became anxious. He just wanted to leave Mu's residence quickly, "It seems that I have to leave first, and enter Taicheng now Pick up my elder sister."

"You'd better go back and meet the Queen Mother." After Yuan Xi left, Yun Feitan said, "I have other things to do."

He took two steps closer, held Lu Junzhuo's right hand, and drew a rune pattern on the palm of his hand. His cold inner breath flowed in along the rune pattern, "This is the technique of witchcraft, to protect you from all evil."

Lu Junzhuo knew that the ancients' witchcraft technique was extremely mysterious, and Yun Feitan came from the oldest family of Daxuan, so it was only logical that he had mastered the witchcraft technique.

He looked at the palm of his right hand. In fact, he didn't see anything. He could only feel a soft aura swirling along the palm lines. It took a long time for him to disappear, but he felt refreshed.

"Thank you, my lord." He gave Yun Feitan a grateful look, "I'm going back to the mourning hall first, and my lord must be careful."

Yun Feitan nodded, turned around and walked out of the Mu Mansion along the corridor, Lu Junzhuo stood there and looked at it for a long time with his right hand raised.

In the mourning hall, the Empress Dowager Mu was helped to rest in the back hall by the female family members of the Mu family. In the past few days, because of excessive grief, her body was not as good as before, and she was already exhausted after kneeling for half an hour.

When Lu Junzhuo returned to the mourning hall, he happened to meet the female relatives in the corridor supporting the Empress Dowager Mu and walking on the corridor of the back hall.

"Go down." When she saw Lu Junzhuo, she stood up with all her strength, waved her right hand lightly to make the female relatives back down, stood there staring blankly at Lu Junzhuo, and after a long time called for him to come forward: "My son is suffering, come here , come to the queen mother."

She recognized the masked teenager as her lost child at a glance.

"Mother." Lu Jun called out, stepped forward two steps to help her into the back hall, and helped her sit on the futon in the hall.

"In these years, I have felt guilty day and night. Back then, I should have persisted and not let them take you away." Empress Dowager Mu took his hand, looked him up and down carefully, and took off the mask on his face , Seeing that face exactly like Jun Ji's, he couldn't help crying again.

She took out the silk handkerchief and pressed the corners of her eyes with the handkerchief, "Are you blaming the queen mother?"

She raised her eyes and looked at her eldest son cautiously, fearing that he would not recognize her, and fearing that she would not be able to make up for his suffering.

"No wonder, the queen mother also has difficulties." Lu Junzhuo knelt in front of her, comforting her in a soft voice.

"Yuanhou was also at the same age as you are now. He was able to raise you like this, which shows that he did his best." She seemed to think that her eldest son grew up in Yuanzhouhou's mansion since he was a child.

Lu Junzhuo didn't intend to correct her, some things were explained outright, which made her sad.

At this time there were footsteps outside the door, and after a while Junji's voice came: "Mother, the time has come."

He stepped into the door and couldn't help being stunned when he saw Lu Junzhuo.

"Ji'er, come here and meet your brother."

"Mother's queen." Junji's face was not very good-looking, he really didn't expect that the horse slave of the Mu family would be his elder brother.He leaned close to Empress Dowager Mu, and reluctantly called Lu Junzhuo his elder brother.

"By the way, have you seen Lord Yun? Has he thought of your name?" The Empress Dowager Mu looked at the two children in front of her, her sadness was a little bit diluted, and the depression in her heart was relieved, and she turned to care about her son's return home things to come.

"Give me Zhuozi." Lu Junzhuo said softly, imitating Yun Feitan, stretching out his finger to trace a word.

"Washing the ice and washing the snow, looking down on a thousand miles away. Jun Zhuo, what a good name." Empress Dowager Mu nodded with satisfaction.

After more than an hour's delay, the bell rang, and Mu Shuo's coffin was finally lifted by sixteen warriors. Mu Cheng walked in front holding the spirit tablet, and the rest of the Mu family followed behind the coffin with filial sticks.

All the way, the autumn wind blew the soul-calling flags to the sound of hunting.

Lu Junzhuo stood in the crowd and quietly followed the team.