Step on a branch

Chapter 128
On the return trip, Fuling's guard of honor didn't have so many agendas to go, so it was much faster than before.

After Lin Fan returned to Beijing, he first went to the Chiyiwei yamen for a tour.

Knowing that everything is going as usual these days, she was relieved and went back to the Duke's Mansion first.

In the backyard, the old lady was looking forward to his return.

The nuns also noticed that the old lady had been restless recently.

Qiaoyu said: "My mother is worried when my son travels thousands of miles."

The nuns laughed out loud.

That's right, no matter how independent the Duke is, young and promising, as a mother, the old lady will also be concerned about it.

Therefore, as soon as Lin Fan entered the city, the news was rushed to the backyard and reached the old lady's ears.

The old lady said angrily to the people around her: "Don't rush him, he will come back when he has finished his work outside, he is full of dust, and it takes time to wash and change clothes. What am I in a hurry here?"

The nuns smiled.

The old lady also smiled, besides the smile, there was also worry on the brows.

Is the one in the audience really my cousin?
When their mother and son meet again, can the cousin regain her memory?
What kind of decision will Nianzhi make...

Although she will support Nianzhi to go on no matter which way, but the old lady still hopes that he can walk more steadily, more easily, and less stumbling.

In the evening, the old lady waited for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan told her the result of this trip.

The old lady heard tears in her eyes, and held Lin Fan's hand tightly.

The heart that had been hanging over these days fell down, which made her heave a sigh of relief and was filled with emotion.

Lin Fan said again: "I will quietly go to see the old Hou Ye later."

The old lady nodded.

The discussion with the Marquis of Yongning needs to be under the water.

Lin Zhi lived in the mansion of the eldest princess, and Lin Fan could go there in a fair manner by using the excuse of saying hello to her aunt after returning to Beijing.

"Read it," the old lady said in a deep voice with soft eyes, "the old saying goes, 'Eat food one bite at a time, and walk the road step by step.' Such a rough road, you must walk steadily."

Lin Fanzhong nodded heavily.

After having dinner with the old lady, Lin Fan originally wanted to go to Yongning Hou Mansion.

Today, the moonlight is bright, illuminating half of the city, no matter what, it is not a good time to climb over the wall, so we have to give up.

In the imperial city, Master Deng tidied up his appearance and stood neatly in front of the emperor.

After reporting the situation behind His Royal Highness, Deng Guoshi stepped aside.

The emperor glanced at him and noticed that he was hesitant, so he asked: "Is there anything else I have not reported?"

Being asked this question, Deng Guoshi felt guilty and said: "One more thing, after the guard of honor arrived at the palace, Pindao didn't see Duke Ding the whole day.

The poor Taoist sent someone to invite him, but was stopped by his followers, who only said that he was not feeling well, so he took a rest inside.

The next day, Duke Ding of Pindao Temple looked fine, but he did have a cough. "

The emperor raised his head from the notebook, his expression concentrated: "I haven't seen anyone all day? Has he ever been out of the palace? The guards don't know?"

"The guards said that he never went out," Deng Guoshi said, "but, with Duke Ding's skill, it is not impossible for him to enter and leave the palace without anyone noticing."

"Then according to you," the emperor asked coldly, "where did he go? What did he do?"

Deng Guoshi pursed his lower lip.

He thought about not reporting it.

Reported, the emperor asked, but he couldn't answer, the unlucky one wasn't the one on the tree, it was Deng Guoshi.

Not worth the candle.

But since I said it, I have to whitewash it anyway.

"The palace is remote, and there is nowhere to go," Deng Guoshi said quickly, "I thought about it the other day, and even felt that Duke Ding knew something. With his riding skills, I want to see around , and in time."

Those surroundings don't need to be said clearly by Deng Guoshi, the emperor knows it well.

All the way to the south, back and forth in a day, the farthest you can reach is the mall, where Zhao Lin used to train soldiers.

Soon after Zhao Lin's death, the people spontaneously built a temple in Linhe to worship, and after Zhao Li proclaimed Zhao Lin as the Queen of Wu, this place was called the Temple of King Wu, and it was the largest temple dedicated to Zhao Lin among the people.

Zhao Li couldn't get used to it, but he couldn't dismantle it. Fortunately, over the years, the incense has been getting weaker and weaker, and it is said that it is in disrepair, which made him feel a lot better.

If you go to the southwest, if you can rush to Wancheng, that is Fang Yu's ancestral home.

Wancheng was reduced to scorched earth during the wars of the previous dynasty, and there were not a hundred people in the city. However, after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the reconstruction has improved one after another.

Fang Yu was missing, if she wanted to hide, she might go back to her ancestral home.

It's a pity that the woman lives in the inner house, as long as she is willing, she will hide in the city without taking a step out of the courtyard, and the emperor can't find her at all.

All the way to the east is Mount Tai.

Thinking of Mount Tai, the emperor's complexion was as black as charcoal.

Zhao Lin died there, did Lin Fan burn paper for Zhao Lin?
There are also those who are not so rushed. The nearby cities and towns all have places where the late emperors stationed and trained soldiers. Although there is no old scene, it is very convenient to take a walk and take a look.

"Where will he go?" The emperor couldn't help wondering.

Deng Guoshi said: "Since he couldn't guess where he was going, Pindao used another method to try to determine the Duke."

"Oh?" The emperor was curious.

Deng Guoshi continued: "Pindao asked Ding Guogong to worship the late emperor and King Wu together. Pindao has been observing his expression and reaction. From the point of view of Pindao, he doesn't seem to know."

If he knew his father's identity, Lin Fan shouldn't be so indifferent in front of King Wu's grave.

The emperor stroked his beard and nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense."

Deng Guoshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The emperor was still a little hesitant, Deng Guoshi thought about it, and said: "There is another way for the poor, you can try Duke Ding and the Lin family."

The emperor hurriedly urged: "Speak quickly."

"Duke Ding has reached the crown, but has not yet married," Deng Guoshi bent down and said in a low voice, "You might as well betroth the fourth princess to him."

"Nonsense!" The emperor said angrily, "How is this possible?"

"It's not feasible," Deng Guoshi said, "You know his identity, so it's impossible. If Duke Ding and the Lin family knew his identity, how could they agree? It's just a suggestion, and it's not like marrying the princess to him." he."

The emperor understood.

This is a temptation.

Lin Xuan is dead, if Lin Fan is Zhao Lin's son, Lin Xuan's wife and sister must know about it.

From the attitudes of the two of them, Lin Fan's identity could be judged.

Not Lin Fan, everything will be fine.

If Lin Fanruo, judge how much he knows from his reaction.

A chess move, a few moves later.

It is a feasible strategy.

"The queen, did you invite that girl from the Qin family to do something?" The emperor turned his head and asked Eunuch Xu.

Eunuch Xu said: "Starting tomorrow, I will work for three days in a row. That's how I used to be."

Deng Guoshi bit his back molars.

During the days when he was away from Beijing, the queen actually asked Qin Luan to do something.

Obviously he is the national teacher!
Isn't that hitting him in the face?

Unfortunately, Qin Luan's background details, he can't see through.

With a groan in his heart, he silently said "That's all", no matter how capable he is, can he bring the dead Highness back to life?

Love to do things, and do it!

　Thanks to book friends Mu Wei Chengli, book friends 20220225081852978, and Miss Onion. , Tongtong 1609 for the reward, thanks to the book friends in the book city for being unrestrained and still beautiful.

　　
　
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