Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1234 No guilt

The man wanted to say that he could only tell stories, but no one gave him a chance. People in the courtyard were busy chattering and soon the courtyard was filled with people. They stared at him with bright eyes that made him feel guilty, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "If you want to talk about what's new in Beijing recently, it must be Mr. Fang Zilan..."

Fang Zilan couldn't help but choked on her tea when she heard this. She coughed a few times to attract the man's attention. He slowed down his tone and lowered his voice a little. He couldn't help but murmur in his heart. Looking at this young lady's reaction, Have you heard of it? It's impossible. He just heard about this from the restaurant yesterday. How could such a pampered young lady in a boudoir hear about it?

On the side, Cong Rong patted Fang Zilan on the back and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to interrupt him?"

"No need." Fang Zilan calmed down and whispered: "Let him speak and listen to what people outside say about me."

The man saw the two of them whispering, but there was no intention of not letting him talk. He immediately calmed down and talked about what he had seen and heard recently, such as Fang Zilan and the Southeast Pinghai bandits, and the Xiahou family's medical girl's wonderful rejuvenation treatment What a plague, he said it so miraculously that everyone was amazed.

Towards the end of the story, a boy asked: "I heard that Mo Bin and his son, the guard of Mushan Pass, will be escorted back to Beijing in the next two days. According to what the gentleman said, Mo Bin and his son were at Pinghai. You’ve done your best, so why are you being escorted back to Beijing?”

"You don't know something about this." The man deliberately let it slip and said mysteriously: "I heard that Fang Zilan, Lord Fang, fell in love with Mo Han, the youngest son of the Mo family, and he accidentally read a book about the Mo family. What happened to the Mo family is really a disaster."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone sitting around suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on Fang Zilan. She took a sip of tea calmly, then looked at the person and said, "Sir, do you know who I am?"

The man looked confused, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of a lady's name before."

Fang Zilan reminded him with a smile, "This is Fang Mansion."

"I know." The man nodded, and then realized something was wrong. There were many dignitaries named Fang in the capital, so he didn't find out which Fang mansion it was. Now that he thought about it, he thought about the military master guarding the house and the female head of the house. The one who calls the shots, could it be...

When he was panicking, Fang Zilan's voice came faintly, "I am the Fang Zilan in the story Mr. told."

After she said that, she saw the man trembling and kneeling in front of her, "I don't know that you are Mr. Fang. What I said just now was very offensive. Please forgive me."

"Sir, please get up." Fang Zilan raised her hand to signal him to get up. He stood up tremblingly, hunched over and not daring to stand up straight.

"Sir, the story is well told." Fang Zilan calmly said, "But I have a question, please clear it up, sir."

"Master Fang, please speak." The man lowered his head and listened to her ask: "Just now, when Mr. Cai was talking about the Xiahou family's medical daughter's wonderful rejuvenation and cure of the plague, he mentioned that the daughter of King Rong'an, Princess Rong'an, helped with the medicine. Is that "What's going on?" "This..." The man looked hesitant and did not dare to speak. Fang Zilan said calmly, "Sir, I will not embarrass you if you tell the truth."

"I also accidentally heard someone say this." The man took a breath and said, "I heard that Princess Rongan disguised herself and sneaked into the epidemic area to help Mr. Yun who opened a medical clinic. According to the Xiahou family, The doctor girl said that she developed a medicine to cure the plague and solved the urgent need. Later, the doctor girl of Xiahou's family contracted the plague and died. There were rumors that the plague would not have healed so quickly if not for the help of Princess Rong'an, so now Rong'an. Princess An has become a living Bodhisattva in the hearts of the people in the southeast."

As he spoke, he secretly observed Fang Zilan's expression. Seeing her expression becoming more solemn, he couldn't help but weaken his tone at the end and asked tentatively, "Master Fang, is this true?"

After hearing this, Fang Zilan already had a suspicion in her mind. This was someone with ulterior motives who wanted to obliterate Yun Qinghan and put all her achievements on Princess Rong'an. This person must know the inside story and have great influence, so that he can not only deceive the people, but also spread such rumors from the southeast to the capital.

The most important thing is that this person knew very well that she had covered up the truth and was unwilling to take credit... Thinking about it this way, the answer was obvious. The mastermind behind the matter was King Rongan. He didn't get much benefit from the chaos in the southeast, so he retreated behind the scenes and pushed his daughter out to steal a good reputation. His calculation was really good, but how could he be so sure that she would never expose his lies? Woolen cloth?

"Master Fang..." Seeing that she had no reaction, the man couldn't help but call her. She came back to her senses and said coldly: "I don't know whether Princess Rongan is a living Bodhisattva, but I know the medicine to cure the plague. It was not developed by Princess Rongan."

The man curiously asked, "If it's not Princess Rongan, then who developed it?"

Fang Zilan's expression grew colder, but she didn't dare to say Yun Qinghan's name. She suddenly understood that King Rongan was bound to win. If Yun Qinghan's name was spoken from her mouth, he would kill him before anyone could get to the bottom of it. She was too far away to save anyone, and the only one who could protect them was The best way is to remain silent.

On the side, Cong Rong saw that Fang Zilan had a cold expression and seemed to be unwilling to say more, so she hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "How could Princess Rongan, who is so rich and beautiful, sneak into the epidemic area at will? As expected, most of the rumors in the market are not to be believed."

Hearing this, the man said sarcastically: "The southeastern realm is far away from the capital after all. Many things are passed down, so they are not so true."

"Yes." Fang Zilan nodded slightly, beckoned and said, "That's all, come and sit down, and I, the client, will give you a good explanation."

The man responded hurriedly, walked over and sat down. Fang Zilan walked to the center of the crowd, took on the posture of a storyteller, and vividly told everyone what she had seen and heard along the way to the southeast.

She had experienced it firsthand, and her narration was much better than a storyteller. Everyone was fascinated and applauded. Until the end of the story when the Mo family and his son arrived in Beijing, her voice became a little lower, "Your Majesty must have a purpose in calling you." , the merits and demerits of the Mo family father and son, how can others tell clearly in one sentence? If not a person who has personally experienced it, who dares to say whether he is right or wrong? Even if he is a person who has personally experienced it, who dares to say that he is absolutely fair? All this will be revealed in future generations. Make your own comments."

After she said her last words, the man couldn't help but ask: "Since Mr. Fang believes that all merits and demerits will be judged by future generations, what standard does Mr. Fang use as the standard for judging right and wrong in today's world?"

"Me?" Fang Zilan suddenly smiled, "I just want to be clear in my heart. What does it matter if it is right or wrong?"