Border town, teahouse.
Private room on the fifth floor.
Gu Shuya looked at Fu Beixian running out again with some worry: "Sister Tang, Mr. Fu..."
Su Ruotang pointed to the grapes, motioned to Mo Ronyan to peel them for her, and comforted Gu Shuya, "Don't worry, it's okay."
"He has eaten a lot of meat in Xicheng these days, so I just need to clear his stomach."
Mo Jinming couldn't help but ask: "Tang'er, how did you know there was something wrong with that maid?"
Su Ruotang held a wooden chopstick between her fingertips and poked at the pastry wrapped in a handkerchief by Mo Ronyan casually. "There is a black line behind her ear. She is obviously poisoned and controlled by someone."
Mo Jinming's pupils shrank suddenly: "People from Lord Poison?"
Su Ruotang threw down the chopsticks in his hand and hummed softly, "We didn't deliberately disguise ourselves. It's easy to know."
Gu Shuya frowned slightly: "The officials in the city over there also know about it."
Mo Ronyan pinched a grape, and his cold white jade fingertips, against the background of the green grapes, looked like fine jade carvings.
He peeled the grapes slowly and raised his eyes to look at Mo Jinming, "Are there any of those who passed the imperial examination this year who have not been assigned official positions?"
Mo Jinming thought for a moment: "There are also two men from poor families."
"How is your character and family background?"
"I have investigated and found that I have not had any contact with any forces in the court. My father plans to reuse him."
Mo Rongyan handed the peeled grapes to Su Ruotang. He continued to peel off another one and said, "Tell me to the border town."
"Experience for a few years and then transfer back to the capital."
Mo Jinming pondered for a moment: "I will write a letter to my father later."
Fu Beixian, who was holding his stomach and almost exhausted, heard Mo Jinming's words and asked feebly: "What letter should I write?"
After asking, he didn't wait for the answer and looked at Su Ruotang with a grimace, "Cousin-in-law, help!"
Su Ruotang kindly poured a glass of warm water and pushed it to his hand: "Are the pastries sent by the beauty delicious?"
Fu Beixian clutched his stomach, his face even more bitter than bitter gourd, "Did you know that pastry has laxatives?"
Su Ruotang nodded: "I know."
Fu Beixian was almost dumbfounded: "You know you don't stop me from eating?"
Su Ruotang's fingertips, as white as green onions, were hooked up to play with a small white porcelain bottle, and her eyebrows were crooked, "When I left the inn, I gave the cakes to the stray dogs, and the dogs didn't even eat them after smelling them."
"You are eating so happily, cousin, Mo Lalan has a thousand tricks, how come you don't have any?"
Fu Beixian: "..."
He doesn’t know that stray dogs don’t even eat them!
When he left the inn, he saw no stray dogs.
Moreover, although he was Mo Lalan's nominal cousin, he was not much older than him.
He has been following Mo Lalan since he was a child.
Including marching and fighting, he would fight wherever Mo Lalan asked him to.
Gu Shuya took the porcelain bottle from Su Ruotang's hand with distress and amusement, poured out a white pill and handed it to him, "Take the pill."
Fu Beixian took the medicine and drank the water in his hand.
"This pastry only contains laxatives." Su Ruotang raised her chin at the pastry she smashed.
Only then did Tan Zhixi understand why the third prince had to wrap these two pieces of cake separately.
It turned out to be for research by my cousin.
"That maid is here to test us." Mo Jinming narrowed his eyes, with a chill in his warm expression.
Mo Ronyan's voice was casual and light: "They will not expose our identities."
Fu Beixian took the medicine and felt that the uncontrollable feeling in his abdomen gradually disappeared.
He lay weakly on the table: "Why?"
Mo Jinming chuckled softly: "Beixian, you are really just like my sister-in-law said, you don't have a single thought."
But that's fine. We'll just protect you.
After he finished speaking, he continued: "If they wanted to expose us, they would not have sent maids here this morning, but officials from the border town would have come directly."
Without revealing their identity, they just want to attack them in the border town.
If you succeed, it's great. If you fail, it can be said that you don't know them. It's an accident.
Fu Beixian rolled his eyes slowly and finally reacted, "So, I have diarrhea to show them, in order to conceal the identity of my younger siblings."
Su Ruotang looked at him approvingly: "Finally, I'm wise."
Fu Beixian was confused: "Why me?"
Su Ruotang's white fingertips rubbed her delicate chin, "Because you are careless."
Fu Beixian: "..."
Tan Zhixi chuckled and explained kindly to him, "Your Highnesses are delicate and frail, and we are three weak women. Besides you, is there any suitable candidate?"
Fu Beixian: "..."
Even worse.
"It's always me who gets hurt."
Gu Shuya's gentle eyebrows were full of smiles, "When you return to Beijing, come to our house for a meal."
Fu Beixian suddenly became excited: "Can you come and propose marriage?"
Having diarrhea can be such a good thing.
Let him pull a few more times!
Gu Shuya gave him a roll of her eyes and said, "That's a good idea. Let's wait until you pass the level of grandpa."
Fu Beixian was full of fighting spirit: "Cousin-in-law, if anything like this happens in the future, please continue to let me do it."
As the old saying goes, once something is new, twice will become familiar.
He went to see Mr. Gu more often to talk about swordsmanship.
After doing it many times, you will naturally become familiar with Mr. Gu.
When the time comes, he will be a door-to-door grandson-in-law.
Su Ruotang lazily raised his eyes, and his lazy voice was prolonged, "Cousin, you are sacrificing your life for beauty~"
Fu Beixian sighed quietly: "Marrying a wife is not easy."
"Pfft..."
The three girls were amused by him.
After the laughter, Mo Rongyan got back to the business, "I asked Zilin Guard to investigate yesterday. There is a dilapidated yizhuang ten kilometers outside the border city."
"Every night, there are always ghost cries and will-o'-the-wisps."
"As time goes by, people no longer dare to go there, and it is also said to be the training ground of the Ghost King."
Mo Jinming tapped the table with his fingertips: "I'll have a look later."
Su Ruotang took out four poison-proof pills and said, "Take these pills."
There were gradually more and more people in the restaurant.
"Hey, have you heard? There is a holy medicine in Yizhuang outside the city. Taking it can increase your internal strength for decades!"
"Didn't you say you would live forever after eating it?"
"No, no, it's because you eat it that your appearance will stay forever."
"Yizhuang is the training ground of the Ghost King. In three days, the Ghost King will appear. Do you dare to compete with the Ghost King for medicine?"
"The Ghost King will appear on the seventh day of every month. It's not time yet. Let's all go together, get the medicine and sell the money, and we can share it together!"
"That's right, there are many of us and the Yang energy is strong. If we go at noon, we won't be afraid of the ghost king!"
"That's right, besides, the people captured by the Ghost King in this world were all born on the yin moon. We were not born on the yin moon, so what are we afraid of!"
The waiter asked curiously while adding tea to everyone:
"Hey, sir, I have been living in the border town for decades and have never heard of pills in Yizhuang. How did you know about it?"
A big man picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp, and said loudly: "I also heard someone say this this morning."
"Who did you hear that from?"
"People passing by Yizhuang outside the city said that there was a sudden explosion in Yizhuang, and a sign was blown up, which said that the holy medicine was buried underground."
The waiter smiled and gave him another bowl of tea: "Thank you, sir, for clarifying my doubts."
After putting down the teapot, he hurried into the backyard.
