Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 843 Fu Zichen, you are sick!

Chapter 843 Fu Zichen, you are sick!

Rong Leng came here on a special trip, and seemed to be asking just this question, and then urged her to drink the big tonic soup, and when she finished drinking, he promised not to meet Fu Zichen before he left the house and entered the palace.

Hearing that Xixiang said that the lord has gone out, Liu Wei was bored and planned to go back to the house and sleep for a while.

At this time, a little maid outside came to report that someone had sent an invitation.

Generally, when the mansion receives invitations, they hand them over to the housekeeper or Ming Xiang Xi Xiang, and it is rare to report them directly.

There was only one invitation sent by Rong Leng, who had been specially ordered by Rong Leng to report it immediately every time it was sent.

Liu Wei asked: "Is that person again?"

The little servant girl nodded and said: "The one who came to deliver the posts was the same boy from last time. He said that his master really wanted to see the prince. If the prince doesn't agree, he will continue to send this post."

As the little maid said, she was about to present the post.

Liu Wei glanced at the cover, hesitated for a moment, didn't answer, but turned around and walked towards the dormitory, waited until he was far away before deciding what to do, and quietly said: "Send the post to the prince's study."

She will not interfere with Rong Leng's decision.

……

The weather in Kyoto has been bad recently, and the climate has been changing.

The mixed rain and snow really made the ordinary people around the capital suffer a lot.

Seeing that the sky began to darken again, the strong wind also blew.

In a red-roofed carriage on the official road in Kyoto, the man sitting by the window lowered the heavy curtains, a smile appeared on his handsome features, and he said to another person in the carriage: "It's going to rain, I don't know Can you enter Beijing today?"

After he finished speaking, the young man leaning against the wall of the car and dozing, opened his eyes slightly, glanced at him, but did not speak.

The man by the car window leaned forward, staring at the fair face of the young man, and asked, "If we can't make it to the city tonight, where shall we stay? There is no inn around here. It's really impossible, spend the night in this car?"

The young man frowned impatiently, stared at the man's face that was too far forward, stretched out a finger, pressed it against the man's chest, and pushed him away, with a disgusted expression, but a firm tone: "You can enter the city. "

The man took advantage of the situation and leaned back a little, and said leisurely: "That's not necessarily true, such things as accidents, you can't say for sure."

The young man's expression became subtle. Looking at the man's smiling face, he was subconsciously vigilant: "What are you going to do again?"

The man spread his hands with an innocent face: "Look at your words, it seems like I'm planning something. I said Mo Yi, we haven't seen each other for so long, and you really look forward to breaking up again? Beijing is looking for someone, but you tell me, who are you looking for? When you arrive in Kyoto, I will help you find it! I haven’t told you yet, but I actually have some contacts in Beijing, but my background is complicated, so I’m afraid I’ll scare you. In short, you just remember that I am very powerful, you say, who are you looking for, maybe I still know him. "

The young man leaning on the wall of the car sneered, closed his eyes again, and rested vainly.

Seeing that he was being despised, the man said again: "I am also an official, and the new Hubu Shangshu in Kyoto is my former classmate. You can tell me your name, and within three days, I can help you find what you are looking for." Someone find it."

The man spoke with confidence, the young man finally opened his eyes again, looked at the man for a long while, and then said: "Yue Dansheng."

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then his tone was a little slow: "Yue Dansheng, this name..."

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "What, do you really know each other?"

"Hmm..." The man rubbed his chin, as if recalling.

The young man couldn't sit still anymore, changed his previous laziness, sat upright, and stared at the man expectantly.

The man paused for a long while, and then said meaningfully to the young man, "Yue Dansheng, this name...is really ugly."

youth:"……"

For the rest of the journey, the young man ignored this person and closed his eyes again.

The young man regretted it very much. If he had known this before, he should not have met this person on the road.

Originally, he thought that someone would lead the way, it would be convenient to enter Beijing, and he could speed up the journey, but he didn't want to. This person thought that every time he went out, he would get motion sick, thirsty, and sleepy again, so he had to stop the carriage. , sleep comfortably.

In short, the original two-day journey has been dragged to the present by this person.

This was more than that, seeing the capital was close in front of him, and hearing what this person said just now, it was clear that there was something wrong with him, and he wanted to delay the progress of the carriage.

The young man was about to regret it, if he went back to a few days ago, he would never have entered that inn, and he would not have turned his head back when he heard this person calling him.

What a sin!

But the man still called annoyingly: "Mo Yi, Liu Moyi, do you want to eat steamed buns? Oranges? Bananas? Pears? Eat?"

Liu Mo couldn't take it anymore, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were burning, he stared angrily at the man in front of him and said: "Fu Zichen, you must be sick!"

Fu Zichen said quietly: "Mo Yi, you curse..."

Liu Mo said: "!"

Liu Moyi and Fu Zichen met two years ago.

At that time, there was a poetry meeting in Nanshui Prefecture, Fengzhou. Because Fengzhou and Songzhou were adjacent, and Nanshui Prefecture was also very close to Qujiang Prefecture, it was cool to present a new "unsolved case of the tragic death of a hen in the middle of the night caused by a neighborhood dispute" After handing it over to his most trusted assistant, Fu Zichen secretly went to Fengzhou to attend the poetry meeting.

Fu Zichen didn't know whether Liu Moyi was called Liu Moyi until later.

Moyi is his character, and it is said that his elder brother chose it for him, but Fu Zichen still does not know what his name is.

Liu Mo was a little mysterious about this person. Fu Zichen went to the poetry meeting with great ambitions, but the couplet he put up was only half a stick of incense, and this scholar named Liu Moyi matched it.

Fu Zichen felt ashamed, so he posted another couplet.

Then it was matched again.

Make another couplet and match up again.

Come out again and meet again.

After the ten couplets, Fu Zichen found out with grief that he had indeed met an opponent.

Literati are good friends, and after half an hour of being jealous of this young man who looked much younger than him, Fu Zichen approached him to strike up a conversation.

The poetry meeting was held for three days, and Fu Zichen got to know Liu Moyi during these three days, but he still didn't know the real name of this person until they parted. He only heard from students who knew him well that this Liu Moyi was a big-hearted A talented person, but without fame, he is always absent on weekdays, and only occasionally shows up for a moment at poetry and book meetings.

Everyone said that Liu Moyi should not be from Fengzhou, and perhaps not from Jiangnan, otherwise, how could there be no trace of him.

That encounter was really a coincidence, even though Fu Zichen was already familiar with Mo Yixiong.

Meeting by chance, but a few days of fate.

But what Fu Zichen didn't expect was that a few months later, they met again, this time in Qujiang Mansion, and Liu Moyi was blackmailed by someone on the street of Qujiang Mansion!
(End of this chapter)