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Chapter 727 Jiao

Mo Yichan will be here soon.

The fight between Chang Qianfo and Xin Ang and the others, although it was a battle between rivers and lakes, took place in the imperial city after all.Such a big homicide happened under the emperor's feet, and it would not end well if it was stabbed out.

Mo Yichan was used to seeing strong winds and waves, and when he heard the news, he was startled and then frightened. Knowing that Chang Qianfo was safe and sound, he immediately calmed down and began to arrange for the aftermath.

He asked his eldest son, Mo Yuan, to arrange in the hall, so that there were few people walking around Zaijing Courtyard where Chang Qianfo stayed; Zaijingyuan.

The servants who sweep and serve the courtyard are all selected by Mo Yuan himself, and they are strict and reliable.In order to prevent such incidents from happening again, half of the hidden guards in Gu'an Hall were transferred to Zaijing Yuan to guard them strictly, but they did not show it to the outside world.

At the same time, all traces of the carriages and horses of Gu'an Hall appearing near Sajin Street were erased.

This matter has escaped the master Xie Xinying, and Chang Jiabao will definitely not let it go.Regardless of whether it is the future attack on the Tianshi Daomen, or the investigation of the Tianjia finally found Chang Qianfo, as long as there is no real evidence, the court can live up to the face, and naturally there is no need for the trouble of the ordinary family.

Then came the imperial guards who were in charge of patrolling the capital.

The battle on Sajin Street came suddenly, and lasted less than a stick of incense.In this stormy weather, the Imperial Guards were able to get the news and respond so quickly, not because of their effective operation, but purely because of the intervention of the Fang Rong family.

Lieutenant Tian Yu received Rong Yi's message from Heshun, and personally led his troops to the scene.At this time, the fighting had ceased, and the street was in a mess, not one living person was caught, only a dozen or so corpses wearing Huxiao battalion uniforms were picked up.

In Xinying's plan, the congregation in armor was asked to kill people with crossbows on the street, and was seen by passers-by, and then went back to observe the ceremony and hide them; He was killed on the way back after responding to Rong Yi's invitation; Fang Rong and his family are definitely responsible for this scapegoat.

However, the action was missed, the person died, and the body was left behind. Whether it was a member of the Huxiao Camp or not, it would be obvious once his identity was checked.

In order to avoid suspicion, the Fang Rong family did not send anyone to come forward from the beginning to the end, and they were so calm that they seemed to be unaware of the conspiracy against themselves.

On that very day, Rong's mansion began to investigate spies, and an old servant who had followed Rong Yi for many years was secretly dealt with.

Xinyang, a Taoist ruler of a small sect, dared to offend Fang Rong, there must be support from the court, and he had to investigate.Of course this is all later.

Mu Dianke's effort was exhausting, and Qianfo would often give injections and medicine himself, and his physical symptoms stabilized.

Waking up is a thing of the past.

The rain was still pouring outside the window, and Chang Qianfo was writing letters in the light of daylight in front of a newly placed desk next to the window.

He was hit by an arrow on his right arm, wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, unable to exert strength, he supported his wrist with his left hand, and wrote slowly one stroke at a time.

I think it's because the things written in the letter are very dense, so it's not suitable for others to do it for you.

Mu Dian could recall the conversation between the two in the car before the attack, and his heart was clouded again—it seemed that the rescue of Qu Yu'er had really encountered a big obstacle.

I don't know whom he wrote to.

"Thousand Buddhas—" she opened her mouth, and Fang Jue's voice was like a mosquito.The vicious battle on Sajin Street had seriously injured her vitality.

Chang Qianfo had been paying attention to Mu Dianke's movement, and immediately heard it, abandoning his pen and running over.

"How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?" He stretched out his hand to touch Mu Dianke's forehead, and probed her wrist and neck veins. There was nothing abnormal, and he felt relieved, so he called someone to bring in the medicine.

Mu Dianke just woke up, still in a daze, when he saw a bowl of thick brown soup and medicine approaching him, his face was wrinkled, "I don't want to take medicine."

She had just been ill for a while, her body was sore and her head was swollen, and she was too delicate: "Can I not eat?"

"No." After Chang Qianfo expressed his attitude, his voice immediately became gentle again, coaxing: "You are sick, and you can get better quickly by taking medicine."

Mu Dian was seldom willful, he muttered and frowned, "...we'll eat later."

What can Chang Qianfo do with her.

If you look closely, those little eyes are eager, as if they are begging for mercy.His heart softened, and he couldn't compromise too obviously, so he pretended to be serious and said: "Then I must eat it later, and I won't let it go."

Mu Dian can nod his head.

Chang Qianfo turned around and handed the decoction back to the maid, and said: "Take it and warm it first, and bring it in a moment later."

The maid pursed her lips and smiled, and answered "Yes", and did not forget to close the door carefully after going out.

"Is she laughing at me?" Mu Dianke was sickly dull, and only then did he realize that there was a person standing behind Chang Qianfo, turned his face and covered himself in the soft pillow, and then covered it with his hand: "It's a shame."

Not only was he ashamed in front of the servants.

She had a wrong eye just now, and saw a big Dingzhou porcelain vase in the corner, it was bright red, her thoughts wandered for some reason, and she jumped into the heavy rain to tell Chang Qianfo that she was going to pull him to pray to heaven and earth, At the time, he said it boldly, but now he is ashamed when he thinks about it.

"How can it be?" Chang Qianfo broke his kung fu within a short period of time, and said with a smile: "I guess she is joking at me, her ears are soft, and she is afraid of her own guilt, so she has no principles."

Mu Dianke made him laugh, lifted his face from the pillow, crawled to the edge of the bed, raised his hand to caress his right arm wrapped in a thick layer of white cloth, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chang Qianfo hugged Mu Dianke with one hand, and laughed loudly: "If it hurts, it hurts. It's not a loss to change to a beautiful lady."

Mu Dianke's cheeks were flushed, and he no longer refuted him like in the past.After all, she was relieved today.

For the rest of your life, don't be more attached.The two cuddled together for a long time, and she asked again: "Does the person who plays the piano and helps us know who it is?"

Chang Qianfo shook his head: "This person didn't intend to show up, and he left as soon as Qie Fengtie broke. I have asked Uncle Mo to send someone to look for him."

He had doubts in his heart for a long time, and asked along the way: "Did you hear anything else before the piano sounded? Why did you suddenly cry?"

Mu Dian was quite surprised: "I heard someone singing - didn't you hear it?"

Sure enough!Chang Qianfo asked again: "What did you sing? What are the characteristics?"

"'Final Wind'." Mu Dianke said, "It's a man. Hearing the voice, he is already old, and he should be a person with deep inner strength."

Changqian Buddha understood in his heart, and pondered: "The secret technique of the Sanskrit Sect, Xiyinjue, has the ability to transmit sound in a directional way. And at that time, the sound of the zither was so overwhelming that people couldn't tell the direction. It should be another housekeeper of the Sanskrit Sect. Absolute learning - 'Vatican image'.

The one who was proficient in these two skills, was old, and had a reason to make a move—at that time, Xinyang called out the name of Tian Jusheng, the former head of the Sanskrit Sect, and told him not to meddle in his own business—no accident, it should be him. "

Mu Dian could hear the voice: "Master Tian of Sanskrit Sect...why did he help me?"

Chang Qianfo looked at Mu Dianke's expression, but he really didn't know.It's just that I don't know where to say this: "...It is said that Senior Tian loves Miss Jin Ba very much, and has repeatedly come to propose marriage, but failed. He is still single and has never married."

Mu Dianke opened his mouth.Really unheard of.

Presumably, since her biological mother was involved, and it was a relationship between a man and a woman, naturally no one would come to her and talk about it.If she hadn't asked, Chang Qianfo wouldn't have mentioned it either.

"No wonder his voice sounds so sad." Mu Dianke seemed to still have the old man's desolate and melancholy singing in his ears, and sighed, "The reason why he is sad is not because of himself, but because he is not worthy of my mother—after all People are not nice."

(End of this chapter)