Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 513 Vitality
Seeing Cen Mao's swearing, Changsun Wuji frowned and said worriedly: "Wufenglou is the royal restaurant."

In the middle of speaking, Changsun Wuji pondered for a while, and a more important factor came to his mind.

"Most of the Chang'an testers are noble and wealthy families, and most of the testers who support Fang Jun are members of the Imperial College. If they die in the flames."

Cen Mao had already expected eldest Sun Wuji's concerns, and seeing his teacher's sad face, he smiled slightly and said, "Menister, this matter is done in a top secret, and outsiders will never know about it, besides, it can be completely blamed on Fang Jun."

"How do you say this? Xian Qi said it in detail." Changsun Wuji took a sip of herbal tea, and his frowns relaxed a little.

Just as the two masters and apprentices were discussing "smart tricks" in the study room, the left eye of the elder Sun Dan in the mourning hall twitched slightly. It might not matter if it was the eldest Sun Run and the eldest Sun Jin, but this person who followed "Lan Ke Weng" in Lanke Mountain since childhood Chang Sun Dan, who studied Hand Talking and Huang-Lao Theory, has a different understanding.

"Why eye twitching for no reason?" Changsun Dan slowly got up from the futon, stretched his hands, saw Changsun Run, Changsun Jin and others sitting in front of the coffin and taking a nap, he couldn't help thinking of going to the study to visit his father.

"Daddy has been too sad these days, it's better to visit him in the study."

The eldest grandson quietly walked out of the mourning hall, and walked slowly towards the study room, never forgetting the eye twitch in his heart, "The universe shakes the ridge. Shang palace descends Kun hexagram?"

By coincidence, Changsun Dan walked to the door of the study, and just as he was arranging his clothes and preparing to enter the study, he was distracted by a murmur of discussion.

"The purpose of burning Wufenglou was to frame Fang Jun. He has always had a long-standing hatred with the three young masters, as long as this is the case."

Hearing Cen Mao's voice, Chang Sun Dan just stretched out his palm to knock on the door, and then slowly retracted it.

"Burn Wufeng Building? Fang Jun? Set blame?"

Changsun Dan frowned, as a member of Chang'an Shizi, how could he not know that Chang'an Shizi would go to Wufenglou to discuss Fang Jun's "nursery rhyme" in three days, now listening to Cen Mao and Changsun Wuji's private conversation, instantly Then I understood the mystery.

"How can father act like this?" Changsun Dan's eyes flickered several times, and finally restrained the anger in his heart, slowly exited the corridor, and returned to the mourning hall as if nothing had happened.

In the Zhuangyuan's mansion, the whole family drank three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, and Bai Jian simply drank to the point where he was staggering. In desperation, Fang Yiai had to ask Fan Jin to bring him into the guest room.

"Brother Yu, it's getting late, so Xiao Wang is leaving now." Li Chengqian got up drunk, cupped his hands slightly, and said to Gao Yang: "Shu'er, it's not as good as before, you must take care of yourself."

"Thank you brother for caring, Shu'er made a note of it." Gao Yang squatted slightly, walked out of the main hall with Xiangcheng's support, and said to Li Chengqian: "Brother, Shu'er will see you off soon."

"Okay, Yu'er, take care of yourself too. Don't worry about the nursery rhyme." Li Chengqian slightly bowed his hands to the crowd, and then strode towards the gate of Zhuangyuan's mansion with the support of Xiaohuangmen.

Fang Yiai stood in front of the main hall, looked at Li Lizhi and said with a smile, "Lizhi, I can't keep you tonight."

"My friend, what are you thinking?" Li Lizhi's jade cheeks flushed red, and she spat lightly: "Shu'er, Yu'er, Jingniang, Yaohuan, I'm leaving first."

"Sister, go slowly."

"Her Royal Highness, go slowly."

Seeing that Li Lizhi was going back to the palace, Fang Yiai held back her reluctance, cupped her hands and said, "So, the student will give the princess a ride."

After finishing speaking, the two walked down the steps in unison, and were escorted by Qin Jingniang and Xie Yaohuan, and walked out of the Zhuangyuan Mansion with Li Chengqian.

After Li Chengqian set off in the sedan chair, Fang Yiai looked at Li Lizhi's chariot and said with a smile: "Since the chariot is ready, Fang Jun"

"I wanted you to see me off!" Li Lizhi snorted softly, walked slowly towards the Daming Palace with lotus steps, and said as she walked, "Let's take a break with Bengong."

"Okay." Fang Yiai smiled bitterly, turned around and told Qin Jingniang and Xie Yaohuan: "Huan'er, Jingniang, go back to your room and rest first."

Walking with Li Lizhi on the streets of Chang'an, Fang Yiai looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and said with a smile, "My dear brother, what month is it today?"

"July 25th." Li Lizhi gave Fang Yiai a white look, and said with a pouted mouth, "Why is it number one? You don't even remember the date?"

Hearing Li Li's sarcastic words, Fang Yiai chuckled lightly, put his hand on the beautiful woman's waist, and said in a low voice: "I saw the princess, but Fang Jun has never even had a soul."

"Hmph!" Li Lizhi was so coaxed that she felt as if she had eaten honey, but she still said sullenly, "Since enjoying the flowers in the Royal Orchard, your enemy has forgotten about him."

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching." After speaking, Li Lizhi stopped, looked at Fang Yiai's voice and murmured: "At that time, I will be able to stay with my dear brother."

Looking back on the past, Fang Yiai sighed, feeling a lot of emotion, took Li Lizhi into her arms, and said softly: "In the prison of the procuratorate, the princess treats Fang Jun with sincerity, but now that I think about it carefully, I can't see it." If it's another life."

"Don't talk about the past, as long as my dear brother is safe." Li Lizhi snuggled into her lover's arms and murmured: "My dear brother is in a very difficult situation right now. His father is in charge of the imperial conquest, and his elder brother is in charge of governing the country. It is inconvenient for the queen mother to say What, I just hope my dear friend can get through this difficulty."

"Princess, don't worry, Fang Jun can handle this matter alone. It's just a pity that those ten thousand soldiers died in Wuma Road."

"Brother, do you think the disputes in the court are terrible? Why don't you go to Shu'er or my fief and talk about the rest of your life?"

"The boat is in the middle of the river. Even if I intend to retreat now, I am afraid that someone will not let go."

"Brother, do you mean Brother Chengqian?"

"My dear brother, it's already getting late, so let's not live here. Wait until the fifteenth day of the eighth month, and Fang Jun will meet you at the new house."

Seeing that Fang Yiai remained silent, Li Lizhi nodded slightly, "Take care, dear friend."

After speaking, Li Lizhi beckoned to the chariot who was following far behind, and after saying goodbye to Fang Yiai, she drove towards the Daming Palace in the chariot.

After Li Lizhi left, Fang Yiai looked at the bright moon in the sky and sighed, "The world is so big, if I can't do this well, I'm afraid there won't be a place for me, Fang Jun!"

Fang Yiai walked towards Zhuangyuan's Mansion alone, sighing repeatedly along the way, until she stopped in front of the mansion, took a few deep breaths, walked into the mansion with a strong smile.

Silent all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Fang Yi'ai got up early, because there was no copper basin for washing in the study, the son-in-law simply sat in front of the desk and flipped through ancient books.

"Book of Jin? Not good."

"Spring and Autumn and Warring States? Do you want to celebrate Ji with a broken arm?"

"It's not bad to leave this plan, but why do you want to kill your virtuous wife? Just to win the trust of Young Master Qingji? It's a bit cruel."

Just as Fang Yiai was flipping through the ancient books and looking at the past and the present, Fan Jin's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Duke Ming, Mr. Tan is here."

"Who?" Fang Yiai put down the ancient book, stood up and murmured, "Eldest Sun Dan is here? Why did he come?"

Opening the door, I saw Fan Jin standing outside the door alone, Fang Yiai looked around, and whispered: "Where is the person?"

"At the concierge." Fan Jin answered with cupped hands.

Suspicion flashed in Fang Yi's eyes, and after thinking for a moment, she whispered: "Go get some tea and fruit first, bring him to the study and then lead him back."

After Fan Jin left, Fang Yiai hurried into the West Wing. With Xie Yaohuan's assistance, she hurriedly changed her clothes to freshen up, and then returned to the study without changing her face or beating her heart.

After a while, Fan Jin led eldest grandson Dan to the study, seeing elder grandson coming alone, Fang Yi's heart fluttered, so he got up and cupped his hands and said, "Brother eldest grandson, don't come here without any harm."

The corners of Changsun Tan's mouth rose slightly, and he returned the courtesy: "I'm sorry to disturb you when I go to the house in the early morning."

"It's okay, please sit down, brother." Fang Yiai cupped her hands to her eldest grandson, then signaled Fan Jin to close the door, and then slowly sat down at the tea table.

The eldest grandson took a sip of herbal tea, looked at Fang Yiai, his eyes flickered a few times, and said softly: "Fang's son-in-law, the matter of the five horses has nothing to do with the son-in-law?"

"Brother Tan also thinks that Fang Jun is a treacherous villain?" Fang Yiai peeled off a lychee and said with a smile.

"A son-in-law is a human being." Changsun Dan paused slightly, thinking of the past where Fang Yi'ai had rescued her again and again, and continued: "It can be called upright."

"If that's the case, why do you need to ask Brother Tan?" Fang Yiai spat out the fruit core, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, curiously said: "Brother Tan must do something here."

Changsun Dan was silent when he heard the words, after a while, his expression suddenly froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Have you ever heard the allusion of "deceitful"?"

"Deception?"

Fang Yiai sipped tea with a smile. He never thought that the next answer would be related to his own life direction and the lives of all the sentient beings in the Imperial College.

(End of this chapter)