Mo Wuxie did not go back to the abandoned yard again. He knew that since the other party killed the old woman, there would be no evidence left for him.
But what he couldn't figure out was who was responsible for this missing child case? And why did the assassin who was ambushing know where he was going? Coincidentally, why was it the same person who assassinated him twice?
From the fact that the second prince seemed to appear by chance every time, it was not difficult to deduce that the person who wanted to kill him was the second prince.
On the way home, he thought about it carefully, and it seemed that his ideas were gradually becoming clearer.
In the end, he concluded: The tongueless child was just an unexpected encounter. My going to investigate the case of missing children may have attracted the attention of some people. After I left, the old woman was silenced, and everything in the abandoned yard was quickly moved, and then
The purpose of setting up a killer to take my life is to prevent me from continuing the investigation. Based on my identity, if someone dares to kill me in the imperial capital, it means that the background is very large.
The killer was hired by the second prince, so that means two things. One is that the second prince wants to kill me, and the other is that the case of missing children is related to the second prince!
This astonishing inference made him a little reluctant to think about it. However, considering the second prince's vengeful character, it seemed reasonable to do these things.
"It seems that although the second prince is ambitious, he is not the type to do big things! However, I have to be careful. He can send a Martial King-level killer to kill me. There is no guarantee that multiple Martial King-level killers will not appear next time!"
Mo Wuxie shook his head. Since the second prince was unkind and unjust, he was not a good person and was determined to get those batches of medicinal materials.
"Is it Mr. Mo?" A childish voice filled with anxiety came into Mo Wuxie's ears.
Mo Wuxie looked up and saw a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy standing in front of him. Looking at his body, he was dressed in silk and satin, with a round jade ornament tied around his waist. Looking at his appearance,
There was a vague shadow of an emperor, but he looked a little more immature. And he wore a silver crown on his head to tie his hair. A carriage slightly inferior to his was parked not far away from the boy.
It is no exaggeration to describe the young man in front of me as having delicate features and delicate eyes, and there is a hint of feminine tenderness in him.
However, Mo Wuxie was sure that this was a standard shy boy.
The boy took a step back when he looked at him, his face turned slightly red, and he said, "Is it Mr. Mo?"
Mo Wuxie had never seen this boy before. In the imperial capital, a boy he had never seen before was something new.
Suddenly, it was not surprising that he thought of Gongsun Yingying. Obviously, he could not understand every detail of the hundred-mile radius of the imperial capital.
Mo Wuxie nodded and asked, "Who are you?"
The young man lowered his head slightly and said: "My name is Yiqing. The young prince may not know me, but I have admired your name for a long time. I have wanted to meet you for a long time, but I have never had the chance!"
Mo Wuxie suddenly became interested. Why did this strange boy want to see me? He asked.
The young man who called himself Yi Qing raised his head and glanced at Mo Wuxie, then lowered his head and said, "I heard that the young prince is a master in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I want to learn from the young prince!"
Mo Wuxie touched his nose. If this had been said by someone else, he might have thought that the other person was hypocritical and sarcastic. But when it came from this boy, he felt proud and said with a smile, "Haha,
Those are all rumors, and I’m not that powerful yet. By the way, I don’t know your family background yet!”
Yiqing said: "I'm just a descendant of a declining aristocracy, so don't talk about it." He raised his head, with a look of expectation in his eyes, and asked: "Can I learn these things from you? To be honest, I'm only interested in these!
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Mo Wuxie suddenly thought of a girl. This young boy seemed somewhat similar to Yue'er, but in detail, they seemed to be different. Thinking of Yue'er and her admiration for him, he couldn't help but want to teach her.
He wanted to show off by being a good apprentice, so he nodded and said: "I can teach you, but if you want to become a disciple, you must bow three times and kowtow nine times!"
Yiqing hesitated for a long time, and seemed to have made a lot of determination. He looked up at Mo Wuxie and said, "Okay! When can I become a disciple?"
Mo Wuxie thought for a moment and said, "Without further delay, follow me back home!"
Mo Wuxie sat on his carriage, and there was a slight fragrance inside. He thought of the boy's shy side, and his heart skipped a beat. He thought, this boy doesn't have sexual orientation problems, right?
He shrank his nose, hoping he was overthinking.
After they chatted for a while, Mo Wuxie knew the boy's general background.
In the imperial capital, there are many important figures, and there are countless nobles. Naturally, there are only a few nobles who can prosper for a long time, and some have already begun to decline. Yiqing is the child of a viscount in Xicheng. However, in order to avoid it, his father
The debt has disappeared.
Yiqing didn't seem to want to talk too much about family matters, and Mo Wuxie didn't want to ask any more questions. However, Yiqing was very aristocratic in manners, and it was obvious at a glance that he had a good aristocratic heritage.
After returning to the Duke's Mansion, he bowed three times and kowtowed nine times and became Mo Wuxie's official disciple.
However, what surprised Mo Wuxie was that Yiqing's attainments in music were extraordinary. Although there was still a long way to go compared to Yue'er, he was still a top choice.
Mo Wuxie didn't teach him anything about the essence of music. Instead, he just played a piece of music for Yiqing to understand on his own.
The name of this piece is Plum Blossom Three Lanes. I was astonished by the music the first time I heard it. I spent a long time in the Duke's Palace to understand it before I left.
Of course, he cannot fully understand it based on his attainments and needs to digest it slowly.
After Yiqing left, Miao Xiong came excitedly.
"Master Mo, I learned through some friends that Situ Zhe's batch of medicinal materials will arrive in the imperial capital in a month. However, the quantity of medicinal materials this time is very large. There are at least three large carts, and there is a single clavicle in it!"
Miao Xiong looked very good, and his eyes always looked at Mo Wuxie with admiration from time to time.
It turned out that Miao Xiong's father had already made a name for himself in both the government and the public, and was promoted by the emperor to the post of Zhongshu Ling, a post with the official title of Zhongshu Ling. The Zhongshu Ling was subordinate to the Zhongshu Province and belonged to the central decision-making body. Now Miao Xin has transformed into a powerful faction.
Naturally, Mo Xie's contribution was part of this.
After listening to Miao Xiong's words, Mo Wuxie fell into deep thought.
"Who is guarding this batch of medicinal materials?"
he asked again.
Miao Xiong replied: "I'm also surprised. Since this batch of medicinal materials was escorted by Situ Zhe, they should have sent officers and soldiers. But for some reason, they actually hired some local forces to protect them in civilian clothes and secretly returned to Beijing!"
Miao Xiong left, but Mo Wuxie hesitated in the room.
"Local forces secretly escorted back to Beijing in plain clothes?" His mind was constantly thinking about this question.
Obviously, this batch of medicinal materials is not used by medical merchants, nor is it used by the royal family, so what is the second prince going to do with this batch of medicinal materials?
He thought for a long time but had no idea.
"No matter what its use is, I will order this batch of medicinal materials!"
He returned to the second stone chamber again, this time to refine elixirs.
This time, the idea of getting medicinal materials was destined to be robbed by force, without anyone noticing. This batch of force must be trustworthy, and to create these forces, he needed a kind of Yuan-Building Pill.