Chapter 814 Mourning Hall

Author: Chu Qianmo

Ah San and Ah Si didn't dare to say anything more, and Ah San drove the carriage very fast.

Fortunately, it was already dark at this time and there were no pedestrians.

The carriage stopped at the original Mu's residence. Mu Yong got out of the car. He looked up and saw that the original two words "Mu's residence" on the lintel had indeed become the Princess Sangyu's residence.

Not only that, the gatehouse used to be very simple, just like that of ordinary wealthy households, but now it has been renovated, and it is much more majestic. It not only looks magnificent, but also adds an air of nobility.

Mu Yong wanted to deal with Mu Qingyu before, and sent people to keep an eye on him here more than once. He had also been here before. At this moment, he hesitated for a moment, but he quickly moved forward.

The number of concierges was also changed from one to two.

Mu Yong unexpectedly raised his hands and said, "My name is Mu Yong, and I would like to see Princess Sangyu!"

Pan Shu glanced at him: "You just came? Come with me!"

Mu Yong was a little strange: "You knew I would come?"

"Of course it was the princess who gave the order, saying that you may or may not come. If you come, take her to see her!"

Mu Yong pursed his lips silently. His sister, whom he had looked down on since childhood, had always been very smart. Now he was a little doubtful. How did he have the courage to bully her and scheme against her with his sister?

He and his sister are really self-righteous fools.

My elder sister married into the Marquis of Dingyuan's Mansion, but because she became pregnant before getting married, and her brother-in-law said that the child was not his, although she was the main wife in the Marquis of Dingyuan's Mansion, Qin Xuran had three more concubines, and her life was not satisfactory.

And he is obviously a noble son of the capital, but because he was against Mu Qingyu, he is now like this.

He should hate Mu Qingyu, but now, he has no such idea.

Seeing Mu Qingyu again, Mu Yong felt very complicated.

Her willingness to meet made him somewhat touched and flattered.

He remembered that the poor girl in front of him was no longer a poor girl whom he looked down upon, trampled on at will, and had no one to protect her. She was already a being that he looked up to.

Mu Qingyu naturally did not see her in the hall. At this time, she was sitting in the pavilion, flipping through a book casually in her hand.

Mu Yong approached, knelt down, and said, "I have met Princess Sangyu!"

Mu Qingyu raised her eyes, looked at the groveling and gloomy Mu Yong calmly, and said, "Why did you come to me?"

Mu Yong said: "I have been to No. 32, Furong Lane!"

"so what?"

"So!" Mu Yong raised his head and looked at Mu Qingyu steadily: "I believe it was him who killed my mother! Sister, help me take revenge! Okay?"

Mu Qingyu sneered: "He killed your mother! If you want revenge, it's your turn!"

"But I can't repay it!"

Mu Qingyu laughed: "Mu Yong, don't play such little tricks in front of me. It's useless!"

Mu Yong's expression became even more gloomy. He looked at Mu Qingyu blankly: "He also killed your mother!"

"It's different!" Mu Qingyu said slowly: "My mother has been buried for more than ten years, so I have no evidence, but your mother hasn't been buried yet, so just check it if you want to find out!"

"But I have no evidence!"

Mu Qingyu threw the book in his hand in front of him and said: "So, you still need to read more books!"

She placed a small bottle on the table and said leisurely: "If you take the medicine in the bottle, you will feel no pain within three days. This is a gift for you!"

After saying that, she said: "Send off guests!"

Mu Yong was at a loss. He picked up the book on the ground in a daze, looked at Mu Qingyu's back, and said anxiously: "You really don't help me? If I can't avenge you, you can't avenge me either!"

Mu Qingyu stopped at her feet, turned to look at him, and smiled softly: "Mu Yong, you are out of prison, you can live!"

Mu Yong looked ugly again, and Mu Mingyuan told the woman that the son she gave birth to was his eldest son.

So even though he won't die in prison now, he won't survive.

Mu Qingyu looked at him condescendingly: "You are the biggest weapon, not to mention there are so many things in your hands. If you can't avenge this revenge yourself, then you are such a waste!"

Mu Yong understood that Mu Qingyu would not take action at all.

He said unwillingly: "Then why did you go to the prison to rescue me?"

Mu Qingyu smiled and said, "Maybe I don't want you to be a fool!"

She's gone again, she's gone again!

Mu Yong hurriedly got up, chased him a few steps, and said urgently: "I know that woman is not an ordinary identity. I want that woman's identity information. Can you give it to me? I, I can check it myself, but I don't have time.

If there are too many, my mother will be buried the day after tomorrow!"

Mu Qingyu's voice drifted over: "The second daughter of Marquis Zhuo Yi, Wen Yarou!"

Mu Yong knew about Zhuo Yihou, a veteran nobleman in the capital, but he was not familiar with it. However, with this direction, he went to ask Asan and Asi!

Mu Qingyu had already left, and there was nothing he could ask if he stayed. When he was about to leave, he turned back and put the vial in his arms.

He didn't know why Mu Qingyu gave him pain-free medicine for three days, but from Mu Qingyu's omniscience, he felt that she wouldn't have taken the wrong aim.

After leaving Princess Sangyu's mansion, Mu Yong just got on the carriage and asked about Marquis Zhuo Yi.

Ah San and Ah Si didn’t know either, Mu Yong grimaced: “Then go check it out!”

Ah Si took the initiative to go, but Ah San still drove.

Ah San was trembling: "Master, shall we go back home?"

"No need!" Mu Yong's face was as cold as a poisonous snake.

Ah San continued to be trembling: "Yes, but you are observing filial piety, and at night... there is a curfew!"

The carriage walked a little further, and Mu Yong asked him to stop, and then asked Ah San to go and inquire.

The two boys left, but Mu Yong did not get off the carriage.

Now, he can't be Mu Yong, because if he is Mu Yong, he will be a fugitive; he can't be Mu Huangfeng, if he is Mu Huangfeng, he will be a bastard who is looked down upon by everyone in the capital!

It would be better to feel more comfortable in this carriage.

An hour later, Ah San and Ah Si all came back.

Zhuo Yihou was found to have embezzled military pay four months ago. He lied about the number of people and emptied his salary. Over the past ten years, he had embezzled more than three million taels of military pay. Not only that, he also persecuted and killed those who wanted to expose his crimes.

There were no less than twenty people alive, including several imperial officials.

It was found out by Mingshuo, the censor of Zuodu. The evidence was conclusive and the crime was extremely heinous. Therefore, the title of the Marquis was withdrawn and demoted to a pariah. All the men and women over the age of sixteen in the Marquis were beheaded, and all the men under the age of sixteen and above were beheaded.

Exiled for three thousand miles, the female family members and those under the age of twelve were sent to the Jiaofang Division!

After becoming a prisoner, those who were expressly allowed to join the Jiaofang Division were naturally recorded in the records.

However, Ah Si inquired and heard that the second daughter of the Hou family died of illness in prison and was not sent to the Jiaofang Department at all. This woman was of noble birth and had some talents, so many people felt sorry for her.

Mu Yong smiled sadly, are you dead?

After receiving the news, he still did not return home. He sat in the carriage for a long time. Ah San and Ah Si did not dare to rush him. He did not return until the curfew was approaching.

Of course, Mu Mingyuan did not come back.

He should have gone with his child in the outer room and the outer room's belly, Mu Yong sneered.

He returned to the mourning hall. When he left, he took off his mourning clothes and threw them there. At this time, they were still there. He put on his mourning clothes and knelt down in front of the mourning hall.

There was almost no one in front of the mourning hall.

After all, if Mu Mingyuan doesn't care, who will care?

After two days of rest, Kong Yijia will be laid to rest.

Almost all the people who came to express condolences have been here, not to mention it is night again, so I am not afraid of others saying that I am cold.

Mu Yong put some money in front of the brazier. Watching the smoke and dust rolling up, his eyes became more gloomy and terrifying.

Ah San and Ah Si also knelt with him. After a while, Ah San said carefully: "Master, you haven't even eaten dinner. How about I go to the kitchen and get you something to eat?"

Mu Yong snorted.

He is thinking about something.

Yes, Mu Qingyu also gave him a book.

Why did she give him the book?

He took out the book from his pocket, "Hidden Stories of Strange Medicines". After all, he had stayed in Ningyang Academy for several years. Mu Yong was no longer a good person, so his literacy was not a problem.

He flipped through the books above aimlessly. The book was called Qiuqi. It only recorded these symptoms and strange things. It did not include the preparation methods of poisons or the solutions to difficult and complicated diseases, but it was also very interesting to read.

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Flipping over and over, Mu Yong's hand stopped, and his face turned pale. He saw Zhui Xin Powder, which read: colorless and tasteless, if a person takes it, his hair will turn white overnight, and he will die from weeping blood. When he dies, he will have facial features.

Displacement is specious, and its poison is difficult to detect. The poison is in the bone marrow!

Mu Yong's hands were shaking, and his whole body was shaking.
To be continued...