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Chapter 996 Entering Beijing
After resting, they went on the road, still four of them rode in front, and Wang Xie's master and servant ran after the horse.

As long as the schedule is not delayed, Mu Dian doesn't mind two more people traveling together.But Xin Baige's doubts about this pair of master and servant with unclear intentions have not disappeared.She thought that after staying in Changjiabao for a long time, Mu Dianke's vigilance decreased, and he was suspected of overcorrecting and acting emotionally.

All kinds of things are unpredictable when going to the capital, she doesn't want to make troubles, so she rides fast all the way, intending to get rid of Wang Xie's master and servant.

Mu Dian could see it naturally.There's no point in getting into trouble with Xin Baige for two passers-by who met by chance.

After traveling so fast for a day and a night, the master and servant finally failed to catch up.

Shi Diequan didn't seem to feel at ease about losing his "old friend".

Going to the southeast, close to the capital, there is a faint scene of peace again, and there are no more refugees begging everywhere.

The activities of the rebel army have also been kept low-key.After all, the imperial court's 20 Dingbei Army is still stationed in the suburbs of Beijing.

In mid-June, it is the flood season of the big river.

After the long rainy season in the Jiangnan region, coupled with the influx of glaciers and snowmelt water from the upper reaches, the water level of the river soared, and several feet of turbid waves slapped on both sides of the bank, knocking out a turbulent whirlpool. The land flows eastward.

The most ruthless Mingyue and Dajiang, watching the joys and sorrows of the world in silence.

When did Jin Yanchen resign himself to his fate and blow up the mountain of explosives that Mu Cangping had deliberately hoarded for him, he was completely on the point of no return; when was this also the battlefield between Rong Yi and the corrupt Momo party in the court. The competition for the presidency of the river fortification has been seen for a long time.

The person she loves the most has also lived and died in this torrential river, and almost couldn't go back.

Standing on the bow of the boat, Mu Dianke watched the turbid waves rolling in front of him, the white birds hovering low, his heart was heavy, and he felt indescribable melancholy and loss.

Rivers and rivers are not old, they are endless day and night, after many years, they are still the same as before.

However, the vicissitudes of the world have been turned upside down, and everything is wrong.

Before entering the city, Mu Dian can put on the disguise mask that was hurriedly made on Shidiequan Road.Naturally, it cost a lot of money.

The Yirong technique pays attention to face to face.

Mu Dian didn't allow Shi Diequan to do it, and it took some time to make a fake mask, and it couldn't be as natural as it was rooted into the bone.

But enough.

Dozens of skins of different thicknesses are evenly applied on the forehead, bridge of the nose, and cheeks, blending with the original skin color and texture.

There are only slight changes in every place, but after getting together, they seem to have changed their appearance.

Because it is not a whole piece of skin, there is no limit to making expressions, and the frowns and smiles are vivid.It is difficult for non-experts to see the flaws.

Compared with nine years ago, the buildings in central Beijing are more magnificent, and the shops along the streets also show the wealth and dignity of the imperial city everywhere.

It's just that the streets are deserted.

Occasionally, pedestrians pass by in twos and threes, all of whom are plainly dressed.Or wear a white square scarf, or tie a white cloth on the head.Passing through the official mansion, everyone who enters and exits takes vegetarian food.

It is the national funeral regulation.

"Last night at midnight, the death knell, the Empress Dowager of Lama Temple passed away." Lou Zhong came here according to the appointment, and explained the situation in Beijing to Mu Dianke in detail.

When the Fang family had an accident, Lou Zhong was returning to Luoyang from the capital with his wife and daughter. On the way, he received a letter from Mu Dianke flying pigeons, instructing him and his wife to go back to Jiankang and try to spread a piece of piano music.

This is not difficult for bitter cauliflower.

She grew up in the middle of the capital, and when she was young, she followed Lan Huaqiao among the various schools and schools, and her contacts were all over the capital.In particular, if a piece of Yangchun Baixue's song that is not so easy to learn quickly spreads in the capital, the best source is the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.

The noble ladies in the capital hate the women of fireworks, despise them, envy them secretly, and imitate them quietly.

Even in the palace, they tacitly spread and sang pornographic ditties in the market.

The most prestigious brothel in Beijing is Tianxianglou, and the bustard Song Shu is Lan Huaqiao's former good sister.

Kucaihua spent 20 taels of silver to ask Yang Sanbian, a well-known talent in Beijing, to fill in a beautiful and elegant lyrics, and then sold it to Song Shu for 20 taels of gold.

The next day, Qi Niao, the oiran of Tianxianglou, performed on the stage, playing and singing this song called "Hongyegou".

The words are good words, and the best is the music. Not only are the evil ghosts in the fireworks, but there are also people who can solve the strings.With the help of a group of trustees hired by Kucaihua with a lot of money, "Hongyegou" quickly became popular all over Beijing.

"...It has been sung for a long time, Mr. Fang should be able to hear it as soon as he comes to the capital." Lou Zhong sighed, "It's a pity that in time for the national funeral, the whole city bans music, and things will be difficult."

"It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen." Mu Dian was not too disappointed, "You and Caihua have worked hard."

Unexpectedly, that night, things took a turn for the better.

A tightly wrapped woman came to the door under the guidance of Song Shu, saying that she was looking for the composer.The woman probably had some identity that she couldn't tell, she didn't show her true face, and she didn't want to reveal her name, so she only left a page of music score and left.

The music score is obscure, and there are many mistakes and omissions.

It's a code word.

Back then, when the Changle Palace was not as strict as the later Ming Palace, information leaks were often caused by disciples' rebellion.

Fang Junhe made some changes on the basis of the ancient music score, and created a set of code words for himself to communicate with Mu Dianke.Except for the two, only Fang Jun and his maid, Baoqin, knew each other.

But Baoqin can't communicate.

There is no doubt that the reply came from Mr. Fang and himself.

There are only three simple words: Xunfangxian.

On the way to the capital, Mu Dianke thought of this possibility - maybe Fang Rong had already found Fang Junyu before the court, and put him under custody.

People of the two surnames can sacrifice everything for the family and endure everything, so she has no doubt that they will make such a decision: give up one person to protect the two families.

For example, a poisonous snake gnaws its teeth, and a strong man cuts off his wrist. I am afraid that Fang Zhilin himself has the same wish.

"He's in the palace." Fang Xian said, "It was arranged by Qing Yan, I don't know exactly where."

After not seeing him for many years, he looked more and more calm, and more silent and restrained.His eyes were quiet and without ripples, his lips were pursed into a line, and his every move showed seriousness.

is forced to grow.

Rong Yi was imprisoned, Fang Zhidong suddenly fell ill, and Fang Yan was far away at the border. He had to shoulder the burden of the two clans to protect the clansmen in the storm.

"This is Ah Yi's note, you take it to Qingyan, she will arrange for you to meet." Fang Xian apologized slightly, "I can't help you with the matter of entering the palace, you have to figure out your own way."

Mu Dian didn't expect Fang Rong's situation to be so bad.

She took the pad from Fang Xian's hand, and glanced at it: the bold and unrestrained strokes did not resemble Rong Yi's gentle appearance.

The letter said: If Mu Sizhi, please follow her request.

Unconsciously, she felt a little complicated, and asked, "How is Rong Xiang?"

"I can't see you." Fang Xian's voice was tired but calm, "It should be fine. Before going in, I explained a lot of things, and I was calmer than me."

Mu Dianke swallowed the comforting words that came to his lips, and really didn't know how to speak.

"Fang Xian, you have to take care of your health." She said one last sentence.

Fang Xian nodded, "Be careful."

(End of this chapter)