After stealing the divorce book, Princess Salted Fish fell off her horse

Chapter 814 Mourning Hall
Ah San and Ah Si didn't dare to say any more, Ah San drove the carriage even faster.

Fortunately, it was dark at this time, and there were no pedestrians.

The carriage stopped at the original Mu's house, Mu Yong got out of the car, raised his eyes, and saw that the original words "Mu's house" on the door lintel had indeed changed into Sangyu County Lord's Mansion.

Not only that, the gatehouse used to be very simple, just like an ordinary wealthy household, but now it has been renovated, and it is much more magnificent, not only magnificent, but also more dignified.

Mu Yong wanted to deal with Mu Qingyu in the past, and he had sent people to watch here more than once, and he himself had been there before, but at this moment, he hesitated for a moment, but he quickly moved forward again.

The concierge also changed from one person to two.

Mu Yong cupped his hands in a rare way and said: "My name is Mu Yong, please see Princess Sangyu!"

Pan Shu glanced at him: "Just here? Come with me!"

Mu Yong was a little strange: "You knew I would come?"

"Naturally, the princess ordered that you may or may not come. If you come, take her to see her!"

Mu Yong pursed his lips silently. The elder sister he despised since childhood was actually very smart all the time. Now he is a little suspicious. How did he have the guts to bully her all the time and plot against her with his elder sister?
He and his sister are really self-righteous fools.

The older sister married into the Dingyuanhou's Mansion, and because she was pregnant before she was married, and was told by the brother-in-law that the child was not his, even though she was the main wife in the Dingyuanhou's Mansion, Qin Xuran brought in a third concubine, and her life was not satisfactory.

And he, obviously the noble son of the capital, just because he was against Mu Qingyu, now he has become like this.

He should hate Mu Qingyu, but now, he doesn't have this kind of thought.

Seeing Mu Qingyu again, Mu Yong's mood was very complicated.

Her willingness to meet him actually moved and flattered him a little.

He remembered that the girl in front of him was no longer a poor girl whom he looked down upon, trampled on at will, and had no one to protect her. She was already something he looked up to.

Mu Qingyu naturally didn't see her in the hall. At this moment, she was sitting in the gazebo, flipping a book casually in her hand.

Mu Yong approached, knelt down, and said, "I've seen Princess Sangyu!"

Mu Qingyu raised his eyes, looked calmly at Mu Yong who bowed his knees and looked gloomy, and said, "Why did you come to see me?"

Mu Yong said: "No. 32, Furong Lane, I've been there!"

"so what?"

"So!" Mu Yong raised his head and looked at Mu Qingyu firmly: "I believe that he killed my mother! Sister, help me avenge me! OK?"

Mu Qingyu snorted softly: "It was your mother who killed him! If you want revenge, you should avenge it yourself!"

"But I can't report it!"

Mu Qingyu laughed: "Mu Yong, don't play such little tricks in front of me. It's useless!"

Mu Yong's expression became even more gloomy. He looked at Mu Qingyu in a daze: "He also killed your mother!"

"It's different!" Mu Qingyu said slowly: "My mother has been buried in the ground for more than ten years, so I have no proof, but your mother hasn't been buried yet, so just check what you want!"

"But I have no proof!"

Mu Qingyu threw the book in front of him, and said, "So, you should read more!"

She put a small bottle on the table, and said leisurely: "Take the medicine in the bottle, and you won't feel any pain within three days. This is a gift for you!"

After finishing speaking, she said: "See off the guests!"

Mu Yong was at a loss. He picked up the book on the ground in a daze, looked at Mu Qingyu's back, and said anxiously: "You really won't help me? If I can't avenge you, you can't avenge me either!"

Mu Qingyu stopped at his feet, turned to look at him, and said with a slight smile, "Mu Yong, you have come out of the prison, you can live!"

Mu Yong's expression turned ugly, and Mu Mingyuan told the woman that the son she gave birth to was his eldest son.

So, even if he won't die in prison now, he won't live either.

Mu Qingyu looked at him condescendingly: "You are the biggest weapon, not to mention you still have so many things in your hands, if you can't avenge yourself, then you are too useless!"

Mu Yong understood that Mu Qingyu would never make a move.

He said unwillingly: "Then why did you go to jail to save me?"

Mu Qingyu smiled and said, "Probably because I don't want you to be a fool!"

She's gone again, she's gone again!
Mu Yong hurriedly got up, chased after a few steps, and said anxiously: "I know that woman is not an ordinary person. I want that woman's identity information, can you give it to me? I, I can check it myself, but I don't have time. Too much, my mother will be buried the day after tomorrow!"

Mu Qingyu's voice floated over: "The second daughter of Marquis Zhuo Yi, gentle and soft!"

Mu Yong knew about Zhuo Yihou, an old noble in the capital, but he was not familiar with him.However, with this direction, he went to ask Ah San Ah Si!

Mu Qingyu had already left, and he wouldn't be able to ask any questions if he stayed. When he was about to leave, he turned his head and put the vial in his arms.

He didn't know why Mu Qingyu gave him three days of pain-free medicine, but, from Mu Qingyu's omniscience, he felt that she would not aim at nothing.

After leaving Sangyu County Lord's Mansion, Mu Yong just got into the carriage and asked about Zhuo Yihou.

Ah San and Ah Si didn't know either, Mu Yong turned cold and said, "Then go and investigate!"

Ah Si took the initiative to go, but Ah San still drove the car.

Ah San tremblingly said, "Master, shall we go home?"

"No need!" Mu Yong's face was as cold as a poisonous snake.

Ah San continued tremblingly: "Yes, but you are keeping your filial piety. At night... there is a curfew!"

After the carriage went for a while, Mu Yong asked him to stop, and then asked Ah San to inquire about it too.

The two servants left, but Mu Yong didn't get out of the carriage.

Now, he can't be Mu Yong, if he is Mu Yong, he is a fugitive; he can't be Mu Huangfeng, if he is Mu Huangfeng, he is a bastard who is looked down upon by everyone in the capital!
I'd rather be more at home in this carriage.

An hour later, Ah San and Ah Si all came back.

Zhuo Yihou, four months ago, was found out to be greedy for the military salary of ink. He lied about the number of people and emptied his salary. Over the past ten years, he has been greedy for ink, reaching more than 300 million taels. Not only that, he persecuted and killed those who wanted to expose his crimes. No less than 20 people were killed, including several court officials.

It was still found out by Ming Shuo, the censor of Zuodu. The evidence is solid and the crime is heinous. Therefore, the title of the Marquis Mansion was taken back and demoted to a pariah. Here, women's family members and those under the age of 16 are charged into the Jiaofang Division!

After a criminal officer, those who were allowed to join the Jiaofang Division were naturally recorded.

But Ah Si found out that the second daughter of the Hou's mansion died of illness in prison, before she was sent to the Jiaofang Division.This man came from a noble family and has some talent and fame. Many people still feel sorry for him.

Mu Yong smiled pitifully, died?
After receiving the news, he still didn't return home, and sat in the carriage for a long time. Ah San and Ah Si didn't dare to rush him, and he didn't return until the curfew was about to come.

Of course, Mu Mingyuan didn't come back.

He should have gone with his outer room and the child in the outer room, Mu Yong sneered.

He returned to the mourning hall. When he left, he took off his filial piety and threw it there. At this time, he was still in the same place. He changed into his filial piety and knelt in front of the mourning hall.

There was almost no one in front of the mourning hall.

After all, Mu Mingyuan didn't care, who would care?
After two days of rest, Kong Yijia will be buried in the ground for peace.

Almost everyone who came to express condolences has been here before, not to mention it is night again, so I am not afraid of others saying it is cold.

Mu Yong added some Mingqian in front of the brazier, watching the smoke and dust rolled up, his eyes became more gloomy and terrifying.

Ah San and Ah Si also knelt with him, and after a while, Ah San carefully said: "Master, you didn't even have dinner, why don't you go to the kitchen and get you something to eat?"

Mu Yong hummed.

He's thinking about things.

Yes, Mu Qingyu gave him a book.

Why did she give him the book?
He took out the book from his bosom, "Strange Medicine Hunting Strange Chronicles", after all, he had stayed in Ningyang Academy for several years, no matter how incompetent Mu Yong was, his ability to read and write was not a problem.

He flipped through the above, aimlessly, this book is called Hunting Qi, it only records these symptoms and strangeness, it does not have the preparation methods of the poison and the prescriptions for solving difficult and miscellaneous diseases, but it is also very interesting to read .

Flipping through the pages, Mu Yong's hands stopped, and his face became pale. He saw Zhuixin San, which read: colorless and odorless, people take it, gray hair all night, died crying blood, five sense organs at the time of death Displacement, specious, its poison is difficult to find out, the poison is also in the bone marrow!
Mu Yong's hands were shaking, and his whole body was shaking.

He didn't see the appearance of the jailer, but he remembered that the old jailer said about the death of the jailer surnamed Zhang. He suddenly vomited blood, even his eyes were bloody, his hair turned white overnight, and his face changed. , I almost couldn't recognize it, I'm always suffering.

Therefore, if he drank the wine and ate the meat, he would be the one whose facial features were displaced and who died crying blood.

He really walked through the gate of hell.

That's because someone died for him.

But Mu Mingyuan wanted the son of the prisoner's daughter to be the eldest son, who would die for him in the future?
He flipped back again, flipping through, and saw Xiaogusan again, "Shaogusan, colorless and tasteless, the spirit in the middle of it is shattered, dull and joyless. It's like worrying too much, like congenital deficiency, like physical weakness." The body is weak, like the loss of Qi and blood... There is no sign of poisoning, only the heart of the soles of the feet are in full bloom with blue orchids, so it is difficult to check!"

In the heart of the soles of the feet, there is a blue orchid?
Mu Yong stood up abruptly, and jumped to the coffin in one step.

Kong Yijia's coffin has already been sealed and nailed, only the smooth lines of the high-quality black lacquered cypress coffin can be seen here.He pushed hard, but it didn't budge.

Ah San and Ah Si came with some food.

The mistress of the house died, and there was only vegetarian food in the kitchen, so Mu Yong ordered Ah San Ah Si to find him a hammer, chisel or vertebra.

Ah San Ah Si was scared to death, what do you want this thing for?Does the young master want to tear down the wall or the house?

Mu Yong glared: "Why don't you go soon?"

The two hurried to look for it.

Mu Yong brought the tray over, not disliking the fact that the vegetarian food was hard to swallow, and started to eat it hungrily.

Ah San and Ah Si came back soon, and each of them held two or three things in their hands, three hammers, five chisels, and four awls.

Mu Yong pushed the clean dishes on the tray and said, "Take it down, and you guys go down too!"

He drove all the servants away, the mourning hall was gloomy, and it was even more gloomy at night, after Mu Yong chased him away, those servants who were still guarding the mourning hall were happy to leave, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

Mu Yong closed the door of the mourning hall, and the white candles flickered, making the atmosphere of the mourning hall even more terrifying.

He was also a little scared, but when he thought of Zhuixin San and the dead jailer, he was not afraid at once. He had just walked before the gate of hell!

He began to pry the coffin with a chisel.

There seemed to be a dark wind blowing, the white curtain was flying, Mu Yong's eyes were red, and he was waving a hammer.Again and again, he didn't have much strength originally, but the road to exile was not in vain, at least, his body, which had been hollowed out by wine and lust, recovered a lot of strength after walking this way.

Finally, the coffin lid was pried open, and he pushed it hard, revealing Kong Yijia's face.

Compared with when he was sent into exile, he was much thinner.

Mu Yong didn't look at it too much, all he cares about now is the heart of the soles of the feet, the seven words cyan orchid.

He took off Kong Yijia's shoes and socks, moved the candlestick closer, took a deep breath, and put his eyes on the soles of his feet.

The petal-like cyan color surrounds the Yongquan point on the sole of the foot, like a strange orchid.

Mu Yong clenched his lips.

Mu Qingyu knew everything, she guessed right.

Mu Yong put away the shock in his heart, put his socks back on, put his shoes back on, and pushed the coffin lid back to its original position with great effort.

The nails that were pried off before were nailed back, and even some traces of sawdust were erased.

The coffin returned to its original state, but he was trembling all over.

Mu Mingyuan poisoned his mother to death and wanted him to die!
How long can he live?

A concubine who was abducted many years ago and found it with great difficulty, was in poor health, was not acclimatized, fell seriously ill within a few days in the house, and died, isn't it normal?
He, Mu Yong, doesn't want to live under the name of his concubine, Mu Huangfeng!

He is not a bastard!
Since he can't live left and right, then he will have to delay his death!

Mu Mingyuan was in a good mood. Although Wen Yarou was pregnant before, she hadn't confirmed her gender.

But last night, the doctor gave him a letter of approval.

At night, he accompanied Wen Yarou to talk a lot about himself, the two discussed the name of the child, and looked forward to loving each other in Mu's house in the future.

Early in the morning, he went to court refreshed.

In fact, he doesn't have to go at all, but he is about to have a clean, well-behaved, obedient, and promising son. He has to show his diligence and respect in front of the emperor. During the critical period when the eldest prince deals with the fourth prince, one day He can't be absent either!
So, he didn't know what his big brother did when he didn't come home all night!
He didn't know what his big brother was doing when he went to court!
Today is the morning court, and Jing Zhaoyin Ji Yu did not go to the court, and then he received a strange complaint.

Plaintiff: Mu Yong!

Complaint: Mu Mingyuan murdered his wife, hid the prisoner as a concubine, robbed the exiled prisoner back to Beijing, murdered his own son and accidentally injured the jailer Zhang Dashi!

When Ji Yu saw this, the corners of his mouth almost twitched.

Every one, every way, every point, and every thing is a shocking crime!

Ji Yu asked: "Why are you admitting that you are Mu Yong?"

The incident on the road to exile has already been covered up. Now if Mu Yong keeps his tail between his legs, it is not impossible for him to stay in the capital as Mu Huangfeng!
　Happy holidays, kids! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)