"'Mr. Ge Zhongge, the 'iron-fingered divination'"?..."
When Lian Nanchun heard Yang Zhen mention this name, he couldn't help but repeat it, his eyes twinkling as if he was thoughtful.
She glanced meaningfully at her little aunt "Sai Zhongjing" next to her; Sai Zhongjing also nodded understandingly, seeming to be pondering.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?..." Yang Zhen couldn't help but feel confused when he saw the strange expressions of his aunt and nephew.
Lian Nanchun's eyebrows were cold, and his eyes fell silent for a moment. He just said "nothing" and asked what happened next.
Later, Ge Zhong took Yang Zhen to a remote inn outside the city.
Yang Zhen asked him with some confusion: "Why do you want to save me?"
Ge Zhong's eyes were wide and he smiled but did not answer.
Yang Zhen asked him again: "Sir, do you know who I am?"
Ge Zhong twisted his beard with his hand, smiled slightly and said: "If I don't know who you are, how can I save you?"
Yang Zhen's pupils narrowed slightly, "Since you know who I am, how dare you save me?"
Ge Zhongdao: "Because I don't want to watch right and wrong in this world, and kind and loyal people get hurt; because I know Mr. Lu was wronged. Anyone with a conscience will do this."
There was a burning sensation in Yang Zhen's eyes, and his voice was trembling: "But I will hurt you..."
Ge Zhong's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "You say that because you haven't regarded me as a friend yet."
At this point, Yang Zhen paused briefly, "Intuitively, I know he is a good person."
Lian Nanchun frowned slightly and said in silence for a moment: "Yes, he is indeed a good person."
"So, you know him?" Yang Zhen looked at her with burning eyes.
"Maybe." Lian Nanchun smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that I'm not sure yet - go on."
Later, Ge Zhong asked Yang Zhen if he needed help.
In fact, the problem that Yang Zhen has been struggling with in the past two days is: how to sneak into Ding's house and look for evidence of the prince's murder, but he can't find a suitable way.
At this time, when Ge Zhong asked about it, he blurted out the matter.
Ge Zhongdao: "Do you suspect that Mr. Lu's imprisonment is related to Ding Jinzhi?"
Yang Zhendao: "Yes. I have long suspected that Ding Jinzhi colluded with people from the Tianxiao organization, and the prince's case is most likely related to Tianxiao. It can even be said that Tianxiao was instigating this matter behind the scenes!"
Ge Zhong pondered and nodded: "Okay, give me two days."
Two days later, Ge Zhong came to him and told him: The matter will be done immediately. Yang Zhen was startled and couldn't help but sincerely admire his ability; and curiously asked him how he did it.
Ge Zhong told Yang Zhen that he was asking Miss Lu for help.
It turned out that Miss Lu had come to him several times for fortune-telling before she left the cabinet, and she was so impressed by his divination skills that the two of them knew each other well.
That day, Miss Lu went to see the incense at Daxiangguo Temple outside the city. Mr. Ge took the opportunity to find her, and in the name of her fortune telling, he implicitly revealed Yang Zhen's story to her to test her reaction.
Sure enough, Lu Qiuyue's attitude was very clear and she immediately agreed to what he proposed; but she needed to go back home to test Ding Jiying's attitude.
Ge Zhong smiled and said to Yang Zhen: "It seems that Miss Lu still doesn't trust me! In fact, it's no wonder. Nowadays, there are murderous intentions and dangers everywhere. How could she not be on guard in this situation? Alas, it's really difficult for this lonely and weak woman. Already..."
In order to eliminate the last doubt in Miss Lu's heart, Yang Zhen wrote a letter, telling his experience after the Ministry of Punishment Shangshu's Mansion was confiscated, and asked her for help; he also entrusted Ge Zhong to hand over the letter to her.
Sure enough, two days later, Ding Yi, the acting housekeeper of Ding Mansion, sent Ding Xin to find him.
It turned out that Miss Lu finally gave up all her doubts after receiving Yang Zhen's letter and found an opportunity to tell Ding Jiying:
One of her distant relatives lived in the countryside. There was a drought and a plague, and his whole family died. He came to the capital alone and just wanted to make a living, so he asked Ding Jiying to help arrange a job in the mansion.
Ding Jiying loved Lu Qiuyue very much and obeyed his advice. In this way, Yang Zhen sneaked into Ding's house after disguising himself.
Hearing this, Lian Nanchun raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "Is it Mr. Ge who made it easy for you?"
Yang Zhenqi said: "How do you know?"
Lian Nanchun narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing.
Yang Zhen's heart was raging at this time, like ripples on a calm lake, and he sighed: "This Mr. Ge is really an all-rounder: his skill in Zhouyi is world-famous; and his martial arts are also unpredictable. , I didn’t expect that his disguise skills were so good! You see, after I disguised myself, I looked completely different."
Sai Zhongjing, who had been silent all this time, took over the conversation and said, "Actually, there are many things you don't know about his superb skills."
Yang Zhen was stunned, "Senior, do you know him too? Tell me, where is this expert coming from?"
Sai Zhongjing looked calm and said unhurriedly: "I will tell you when it's time to tell you; you first tell me what you found after sneaking into Ding's house."
Yang Zhen knew that this mother-in-law had a perverse temper, so he didn't care about it. He just told the truth: "I sneaked into Ding's house and worked as a handyman under the pseudonym Mu Laowu."
"Mu Laowu?..." Lian Nanchun muttered to himself, "Why is it called this name?"
Yang Zhendao: "Half of the character 'Yang' is the character 'wood', and its homophonic sound is 'Mu'. I was ranked fifth among the heroes of the Lu family at that time, so I was called Mu Laowu."
When he said this, he felt sad in his heart, and said softly: "The 'Five Heroes of the Lu Mansion' back then are the only ones left now, including me and Brother Ling. Things are really unpredictable and people are experiencing vicissitudes of life..."
Lian Nanchun's eyes were also darkened, with a hint of bitterness in his clear and picturesque eyes. She calmed down her complicated emotions and asked what happened next.
Yang Zhendao: "Later, I discovered many secrets of Ding Mansion: Ding Jinzhi and Tian Xiao's people had indeed colluded for a long time. Li Ruiyun, Bai Yu and others often went in and out of Ding Mansion, conspiring with Ding Jinzhi.
"And I also found that He Yuting has been in and out of Ding Mansion frequently recently - of course, Ding Jinzhi and He Yuting are sworn friends, so it is not surprising that He Yuting is walking around Ding Mansion, but recently I have seen He Yuting looking abnormal. Could it be that there is something wrong with it? What is the secret? It can even be said that He Yuting was seduced by Ding Jinzhi?..."
Lian Nanchun said solemnly: "Yes. Judging from what happened these days, people from the Tianxiao organization not only colluded with Ding Jinzhi, He Yuting and others, but also colluded with people in Dauchi to plot rebellion."
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Not bad."
"Moreover, Li Ruiyun is extremely ambitious. His ambition is not just for the Shangshu Palace of the Ministry of Justice, but for the entire Song Dynasty court!"
Lian Nanchun's face was tense, like the frost of winter.
"Colluding with important ministers and powerful officials in the court, framing Zhongliang was his initial goal - that is to say, murdering the prince and framing Lu Wenzheng was just the first step in his entire plan."
Yang Zhen was shocked and speechless for a long time. After a long time, he said: "Then what should we do?"
Lian Nanchun Wia unfolded, and the dark eyes seemed to be brewing with a storm about to come, "What else can I do, I can only cooperate with Ling Yun, find out the case of the prince, and prevent Li Ruiyun's conspiracy from succeeding!"...
The remaining stars are dim and the crescent moon is like a hook. The dark night was like an endless net, covering the entire splendid, luxurious and charming Ouchi Palace.
Looking up, the palace lanterns hanging from each courtyard pillar emit a hazy yellow light, making the palace with carved railings and painted buildings look misty and desolate, as if falling into a magical sea of clouds and mountains.
There were insects chirping in the corridor, and there was a slight coolness blowing on my face from time to time, but it didn't feel like wind.
Feng Lin woke up from the nightmare and was so shocked that he was dripping with cold sweat.
Since the sudden death of Prince Zhao Ting, he has been frightened and unable to sleep or eat well.
The ferocious and twisted face of the prince before his death, and the never-ending eyes always appeared in front of his eyes, lingering.
He had had many nightmares just now. In the dream, Prince Zhao Ting walked toward him step by step with a pale face, malicious eyes, and a menacing expression...
In a daze, the camera suddenly turned, and a woman's smiling face appeared in front of his eyes.
"Would you like to try being with me?..." She gently held his waist, her hot breath spreading from the top of his head, her voice was flirtatious and lustful.
"If you don't agree, then I will reveal everything that happened between you and me! Huh, when the time comes..." Her dark cloud-like hair was scattered on his body, and she suddenly turned her face. The tenderness just now It completely disappeared, replaced by a cruelty that made him tremble.
"You...what exactly did you put in the prince's tea?" One day when he went to Prince Zhao Ting's palace and accidentally saw what she put into the prince's tea, his heart sank.
"Honey! Don't you know, His Highness the Prince likes sugar in tea the most..." Her voice was sweet and greasy, just like the honey she just said was put into the Prince's tea.
"Don't tell anyone, otherwise you will end up very miserable..." She smiled at him, like a poppy blooming.
Sometimes gentle and considerate, and sometimes ferocious and terrifying, she was like a drug addict in his eyes...
Feng Lin felt that he was about to collapse. For the first time in more than thirty years since entering the palace, he felt the unprecedented fear and despair that enveloped his heart.
At this time, he heard the door knock. The young eunuch Changgui came in from outside and said in a low voice: "Eunuch Feng, the steward has sent you over."
——What is supposed to come will eventually come. It is impossible to hide under a turtle shell for the rest of your life. But this is fine, cut the knot with a quick knife, and the result will be immediate if you commit suicide. It is better than suffering sporadic torture like this!
At that moment, Feng Lin suddenly felt that his heart, which was so oppressive and dull that he couldn't breathe, suddenly felt much lighter.
He followed Changgui to Feng Chaoying's study.
Feng Chaoying's face was dark, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she was pacing back and forth in the study with her hands behind her back. Seeing Feng Lin come in at this time, he stared at Feng Lin with melancholy eyes for a long time without saying anything.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
It took a long time for Feng Lin to recover his chaotic thoughts and said hoarsely: "If you have anything to say, just say it. No matter what the outcome is, I can accept it."...
