This time I left, I still went to battle in a light manner. Rong Ling, Liu Wei, Liu Xiaoli, the coachman, a carriage and a horse, walked in a low-key way.

But the vanguard army of Lin'an mansion still has something important to do. Liu Wei didn't ask about these confidential tasks of zhengemen, nor was he interested in asking about them.

But they left in front of them, and then someone in the back of them went in the opposite direction.

Five days later, in the Yamen of Qujiang mansion.

The old man, who is not angry and powerful, smiles and insists on playing black chess. He falls on the chess board with a gentle brow and eyes: "ah Chen is still broken?"

Sitting opposite him, the handsome man was dressed in the official uniform of five grade Fu Yin. He bowed his eyes and raised his hand to bow: "the inferior officer's skill is not as good as that of the master."

The old man laughed: "you let me."

This is not a question, but a affirmation.

Fu Zichen immediately stood up and bowed respectfully, but did not deny it.

Emperor Qianling waved and didn't care about him: "well, you are just like your father."

Fu Zichen was silent for a moment and asked, "how is his old man?"

"Well, very well. I saw him before I left the palace, and I've gained a lot of weight."

Fu Zichen didn't speak. Be quiet.

Emperor Qianling looked at him for a while. "You will be transferred in a few months. I will transfer you back to Beijing. Would you like to?"

It is rare for a king of a country to transfer to a lower level official and ask for the other party's opinions for the first time.

Fu Zichen was a little scared. He lowered his head and said seriously, "but it's up to the master."

Emperor Qianling sighed: "I don't care about your family affairs, but this little Qujiang mansion can't trap you. It's only a matter of time before you come to Beijing."

Fu Zichen doesn't know. He's just used to being at ease here. When he returns to Beijing, he's afraid of another scene.

Just now, Qi Fu came in from outside and carefully said something in Qianling emperor's ear.

Emperor Qianling raised his eyebrows and said, "bring people in."

Fu Zichen saw that they had something to do, so he quit wisely.

But emperor Qianling said, "don't avoid you, stay."

Fu Zichen had to stay.

It was a simple dressed, bearded middle-aged man who came in. Fu Zichen thought he was familiar with him at a glance, but he didn't recognize him again.

The man didn't drag the water, so he came in and bowed and reported: "master, Rong has left Lin'an mansion. The doctor who follows him will be the pioneer camp..."

The man spoke very briefly. When he finished, Qi Fu led the man away. Once again, there were only two people in the room, Qianling emperor and Fu Zichen.

Fu Zichen's face was not good at this time. He thought over and over again about who was the "doctor following the body" in the population. The more he thought about it, the more he looked at it.

Emperor Qianling, playing chess in his hand, spoke casually: "when I asked you about Qujiang mansion, the size of the city, men, women, old and young, I knew a Mr. Liu, who was called a living doctor. When I asked you, no one said no, and everyone praised him. I was curious for a long time. When I saw you this time, it was really famous."

Fu Zichen's heart sank, and his handsome face added a little more solemnity.

Sure enough, that man is Liu Wei.

But why did Liu Wei contact Rong Ling? And the emperor has seen her?

Fu Zichen's heart is like a drum hammer. For a moment, he doesn't know how to open his mouth.

Seeing that he was so nervous, Emperor Qianling smiled: "I don't blame you for being clumsy. What are you flustered about?"

"Master......"

Emperor Qianling waved his hand: "you said to me that you had a great job in Qujiang mansion. You solved numerous cases and were quick to seize people, but you didn't say that he was a doctor. But who would have thought that even the doctor's work had been done in one job? Last time I saw him, I also saw that he was able to do the autopsy. I wanted him to help him return to Beijing to do two things. I didn't think that he solved the problem of pioneer camp, It's really a man of ability. "

Fu Zichen was extremely embarrassed: "master, have you met him?"

"It's a sprinkling." Emperor Qianling smiled: "looking at the softness and weakness, I don't want to work harder, but I'm a bit cold-blooded. If I don't show my identity, I'm afraid he won't even give a Leng face."

Fu Zichen smiles. Liu Wei has a strange temper. He knows it clearly.

But Rong Ling

At the thought of Xiao Li's face, which looks like Rong Ling when he was a child, he had a headache.

I remember the first time I saw Xiao Li, he asked Liu Wei who the father of the child was. Liu Wei only said casually that he didn't recognize the man at all, but it was just a spring breeze, which had nothing to do with it.

Liu Wei is his life-saving benefactor. She said it's irrelevant and he didn't want to do much. Besides, he and Rong Ling know each other, but their relationship is very common, so he never wanted to tell Liu Wei the identity of Rong Ling.

Now, they are in trouble.

Even the emperor has seen Liu Wei. Have you seen Xiao Li?

What did the emperor find out about Xiao Li's appearance?

Perhaps I didn't find out that Liu Wei was dressed as a man this time, and Rong Ling and his mother didn't show up. She didn't enter the emperor's eyes until she was 14 years old. She was transferred to her side for personal education. At that time, Rong Ling's face had taken off childishness, and she was already a graceful young man, while Xiao Li loved to be coquettish and soft, waxy and lovely. Such two people should not be easy to associate.But in spite of comforting himself, Fu Zichen is still very uneasy. He thought that he really had to go to Beijing as soon as possible. Liu Wei was in Kyoto, and he didn't know how to bolt her. …… It took Lin'an mansion nearly a month to get to Kyoto. Liu Wei was in the carriage, looking at the official road on the outskirts of Kyoto. Her eyes were extremely complicated. She fled here five years ago and returned five years later. There are many troubles she didn't want to cause here. She left at the beginning in order to be able to enjoy herself. This time, she came back from nowhere. The only thing she could pray for was five years, when her so-called family members had already considered her dead, they would not seek her again. The carriage went slowly. It rained heavily for several days, and the road was slippery. At this time, the official road was full of people. Liu Wei looked at the gloomy sky and guessed that it would rain again. She said to the outside world, "find a place to rest. It's too late now. I don't think I can get to the city tonight. I don't want to spend the night outside." Rong Ling rode on the horse, turned to look at her and said to the coachman, "is there a resting place near here?" The coachman thought for a moment and said, "there is a broken temple in the front three li, but there is no inn." "Let's go." The coachman made a sound and turned to the direction of the fork road. When they arrived at the temple, it rained. Liu Wei looks up and down at the broken temple. It's really broken. It's leaking everywhere. Only the middle part is dry. Because of the rain outside, it was dark. It seemed that it was night. Liu Wei found a place to sit down. The driver was making a fire. Rong Ling was being pulled by Liu Xiaoli and stood under the eaves to watch the rain. Liu Xiaoli likes the rain and the thundering sound. He is very excited to jump up and down, and he also pulls Rong Ling to go crazy with him. It's up to him to let Leng indulge. There's no principle of being an adult when he says what's good Liu Wei saw this and hummed, "courteous." The coachman heard that and buried his head honestly, pretending that he didn't know anything. When the coachman made the fire, Liu Wei, who was warm in the broken temple, called out, "Xiao Li, come here." The little guy came running and bumped into his mother's arms. Liu Wei pulled him out and felt his clothes were a little wet, so he sat down beside the fire and dried them. Liu Xiaoli sits quietly, and Rong Ling also comes here at this time. He naturally sits on the other side of Liu Wei. Rong Leng broke two firewood and threw them into the fire. He planed twice to make the fire bigger. After a rest, Rong Ling took out the dry food. Four people are eating, accompanied by the rain outside, a sound of feet.