undercurrent
A group of people came in a noisy manner and left in a swarm.
Mingyu, who stayed where he was, still felt a little dizzy because of the medicine.
Mingyu looked around the room. The decoration was old, but it was kept very clean. It seemed that someone had been keeping it taken care of.
The house was filled with all kinds of strange things, a dried flower, a painting by an unknown artist, an unopened sword, and even Mingyu saw a mask that was very similar to the one Yu Tongan had given her by Wan Yong.
But time flies, and the bright colors are no longer as they used to be.
Mingyu's sword was also hung up properly, and it seemed as if there should have been such a sword in the empty wall.
"woke up?"
Gu Muxing, the person who saved her life and brought her back to Xinghe Valley, walked in and brought a bowl of medicine, but his attitude was not very good.
"I'm glad you're awake. It saves me from having to call someone to give you medicine."
Mingyu endured the pain, raised his hand to take the medicine and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing Mingyu drink the medicine obediently, Gu Muxing endured it again and again, but still couldn't help but mocked him: "I thought you were looking for death."
He went out of the valley specifically to find her, but she rejected him and then turned around and lay by the river like a dead body. It was hard for him not to feel resentful.
Mingyu ignored the other party's ridicule and just wanted to figure out the current situation.
"How far is this from Wan Yong?"
"A long way." Gu Muxing didn't intend to tell her. He sat on the chair next to her, hugged his chest and looked at her with disbelief in his eyes: "You still want to go back? Are you really looking for death?"
"How could that be?" Gu Muxing lied to her, and Mingyu also lied to Gu Muxing, "I've already escaped. I just want to know where exactly this is."
Gu Muxing's expression softened a bit, but he suddenly realized something: "No, you really never thought of coming to see us?"
He had not left the Galaxy Valley since they parted in Sulou County. Since he could find Mingyu, Mingyu could naturally calculate where he was, but she knew nothing about it and asked him where the Galaxy Valley was.
Mingyu froze for a moment. She really hadn't looked for it, and she didn't even intend to let them get involved, so she could only change the subject without any embarrassment.
"How long have I slept?"
Gu Muxing didn't hide this: "Almost ten days."
Mingyu was stunned for a moment. She had been unconscious for so long and she felt a little anxious unconsciously.
"So what's going on outside?"
Gu Muxing looked puzzled: "It's fine outside, calm and peaceful."
Then he realized what Mingyu was asking, and Gu Muxing had to emphasize it again: "What's going on outside is none of your business. Is this what you said when you woke up? Don't keep trying to get involved."
After saying that, Gu Muxing didn't plan to say anything more to Mingyu. He picked up the bowl, turned around and walked out. The moment he heard a weak voice coming from behind him.
"Thank you for coming to rescue me."
Gu Muxing snorted to indicate that he heard it and left the room.
Mingyu, who did not get any useful information, was in the empty room. Under the effect of the drug, his eyes became blurred, his head tilted, and he fell asleep again.
…
The calm refers to the weather, not the court.
"Rumors are spreading among the people. Do you have any clues?"
Zhao Ruihua sat on the throne with a gloomy expression. The officials below looked at each other and no one spoke for a while.
Song Rongjing stepped forward and said respectfully, "I've already determined that the rumor originated from a woman named 'Gu Bei.' Her nonsense is not mentioned here, but she had already passed away when the rumor began to spread. This rumor is likely being fanned by someone behind the scenes."
"Oh? Lord Song, you mean someone did this on purpose? What was the purpose?"
Song Rongjing looked straight ahead and answered loudly, "I don't know."
"Does anyone know?"
Zhao Ruihua took in the fact that the officials below were whispering and talking non-stop.
How many of them are just pretending, and how many of them have ulterior motives.
"Nephew, do you know?"
The flowing air suddenly froze, and everyone's attention was focused on Zhao Zejin.
Ever since Zhao Zejin returned to the capital and resumed court, the court has been subtly divided into two factions: Zhao Zejin and Zhao Ruihua, but the two tacitly avoided mentioning the powder keg of the dispute.
Zhao Zejin, the adult orphan of Emperor Dewen, is the legitimate heir to the throne.
Zhao Zejin took a step forward calmly.
"I'm afraid it's coming for the Emperor's uncle."
This sentence made the atmosphere in the court plummet to the lowest point.
Zhao Ruihua chuckled, the meaning of which was unclear: "Tell me what you think, nephew."
Zhao Zejin replied calmly, "I believe that the vast majority of these rumors are detrimental to the Emperor's uncle, but they are untrue, and the person who spread them is dead. With God's blessing, these rumors will eventually dissipate."
"You mean ignore it?"
"Yes, the rumors have no basis and will dissipate without further attention."
Zhao Ruihua couldn't deny it, and his eyes swept over Zhao Zejin: "Then who do you think is behind this?"
If you ask who is the biggest suspect, Zhao Zejin is the first one.
"I don't know."
"Really?"
"Yes." Zhao Zejin bowed deeply.
Zhao Ruihua no longer pointed his gun at Zhao Zejin, but just sighed.
"The recent sudden outbreak of an epidemic in the south, coupled with these sudden rumors, has troubled me greatly."
Zhao Ruihua stood up and took two steps, then said to the people below, "I want to see who is so audacious as to challenge me."
Feng Hongzhong, who had been silent the whole time, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, rumors are spreading everywhere. A large-scale search would only add fuel to the fire and unsettle our subjects."
"Lord Feng is right, so I have decided to have Lu Ruonan, the director of the Wuzhu Hall, investigate this matter."
"Your Majesty, investigating this incident is the responsibility of the Ministry of Justice. The Wuzhuan Hall is responsible for praying to the heavens. I am afraid that the Wuzhuan Hall is not capable of completing such a heavy task."
"Right Prime Minister Lü, this is wrong," Song Rongjing retorted. "First, as Right Prime Minister Lü said, the Ministry of Justice represents the court's stance. If we let the Ministry of Justice officially take over this matter, I'm afraid the people will panic and believe it."
Song Rongjing turned to Zhao Ruihua and said, "Secondly, this rumor also involves Wu Zhu Lü. If Wu Zhu Lü is involved in the investigation, then there's a reason. Furthermore, the people trust Wu Zhu Hall. Wouldn't it be more effective if Wu Zhu Lü explains it clearly?"
"Lord Song is right," Zhao Ruihua said lazily, essentially finalizing the matter. "Does anyone else have anything else to say?"
The emperor has already spoken, and the rest of the people dare not say anything.
"Where is the emperor's nephew?"
Zhao Zejin cupped his hands and responded, "I have no objection."
Zhao Ruihua waved his hand: "If there is nothing else, then leave the court."
Everyone responded, "Yes."
…
Zhao Zejin had just returned to the mansion when he received supplements sent by the emperor.
"Thank the Emperor for me."
"yes."
After everyone in the palace left, Zhao Zejin turned around and ordered his men to dispose of the supplements.
These gifts of goodwill have never stopped since Zhao Zejin returned to the capital. This kind of goodwill was not for Zhao Zejin to see, but to shut Youyou up.
Zhao Zejin naturally understood.
"Muqian, tell Yu Tongan to make the fire of this rumor burn even hotter."
Isn’t Zhao Ruihua trying to make the Wuzhu Hall take power? He can help Zhao Ruihua.
"Yes." Kapok responded.
"Also, how's the search for the Ming Fish going?"
"There are no clues yet. She disappeared into the grasslands, and no one has seen her for a while."
Zhao Zejin took a deep breath, feeling a bit tricky: "Keep going, she is the key to this matter. Even if we can't find the person, we have to find the body."
"Yes, I will inform General Zheng." Mumian paused and continued, "Master Yu also wrote to inquire about the situation."
"Why is he so concerned about this?" Zhao Zejin turned to look at Mu Mian. "You've been with this witch before. What do you think of her relationship with Yu Tongan?"
Mumian recalled and finally shook his head: "I didn't feel anything unusual."
"You left too early. Maybe something happened that we don't know about."
Zhao Zejin understood Yu Tongan. On the surface, Yu Tongan seemed to care about everything, but in reality, he was extremely cold and indifferent. Only those who were in his circle of friends would truly care.
That's why he trusts Yu Tongan, this fox. As long as he settles the people in Yu Tongan's circle, Yu Tongan will work hard for him, Zhao Zejin.
Perhaps this Ming fish is also a member of this circle.
But Zhao Ruihua wouldn't understand.
"Ms. Mingyu is a quiet person. She gets along well with the people in the Yu family mansion and is very smart. Apart from not caring much about herself, there is not much to criticize about her. If Mr. Yu falls in love with her, I would not be surprised."
"You speak well of her."
Mu Mian recalled the time she spent at the Yu Mansion with a smile on her face: "Thank you, Miss Mingyu. I had a pretty easy time during that time."
But one person is dead and the other's life or death is unknown, so Muqian's expression can't help but look a little gloomy.
"If we meet, I will have to thank this Mingyu girl very much."
Mu Mian looked at Zhao Zejin in confusion.
Zhao Zejin didn't say anything, turned around and walked into the study.
…
The Ming fish began to dream.
In the dream, Mingyu asked his master, "Master, I am your child. Why do we not have the same surname?"
But the master smiled, a rare and cheerful smile.
"What do you think the last name represents?"
"Inheritance?" Mingyu frowned and gave his own explanation uncertainly.
"So is there anything you haven't learned yet?"
"No." Even if there was, she would say no. She didn't want to continue practicing.
Gu Shuqi saw through Mingyu's thoughts but didn't point them out: "Isn't that enough? Not having a last name doesn't mean anything."
But the little Ming fish was not satisfied with this explanation: "But this makes it seem like we're not close to each other."
Gu Shuqi looked at Mingyu gently: "I think this is a good idea."
"What's good about it?"
"Fortunately, you have no connection with me. I hope you will not follow your master's old path in the future. Even if it is hard, you must find a life you like."
Gu Shuqi touched her head and said some incomprehensible words, but even in her dream, Mingyu could feel his gentleness.
"So Master is really sorry."
Mingyu frowned, she didn't understand.
"Sorry for what?"
But the master didn't say anything else.
When Mingyu grew up, she understood that her master was very sorry for bringing her into the palace and preventing her from soaring as high as her name.
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