Another day passed, and Mu Luan boarded a carriage heading to Huaguang Temple.

But the person who picked him up was not Mu Luoheng, but Mu Qingyu.

Mu Luoheng had to stay and cooperate with the Dali Temple in investigating the case.

Mu Sinian was worried about his daughter traveling alone, so he dispatched the little bully who was in the military camp back.

Although Mu Qingyu is young, he only makes mistakes with the rough guys in the military camp.

He is extremely concerned about Mu Luan's affairs.

I always felt that it was because I didn't take good care of my sister when she was in my mother's belly that caused her poor health.

It's a way to make up for the debt.

So when Mu Luan competed to be the older sister in the past, Mu Qingyu did not object.

He only joked occasionally: "Second brother is still the best", "Don't worry, with second brother here, he will definitely keep you safe", "Look, Yaoyao, second brother has brought you something good again"...

Mu Luan sat in the carriage, while Mu Qingyu rode in front to lead the way, and more than a dozen first-class guards from the mansion followed behind the carriage.

As soon as he walked out of the city gate, Mu Luan heard endless begging cries.

When I drew aside the curtains, I saw that many refugees were blocked outside the city gates.

But why are there so many refugees in the middle of winter?

Mu Luan had no time to think about it. The carriage quickly drove away from the city gate, and the beggars were getting farther and farther away.

Huaguang Temple is not far from the capital and can be reached in half a day.

Mu Qingyu dismounted and glanced at the white snow all over the mountains, then turned and came to the carriage, "Yaoyao, are you sure the scenery here is pleasant? It's all white and you can't see anything. Even birds are too lazy to come out in this winter."

Mu Luan bent down to get out of the car carrying the birdcage, looked up, and there was really nothing to see, it even looked a bit desolate.

But her purpose was not really to see the scenery.

She handed Bai Deng to Yin Xin and looked at the steps in front of the temple. Several little monks were cleaning the snow on the steps with brooms and shovels.

He said calmly: "In the cold winter wind, birds don't fly, and frost gathers on the branches, waiting for the return of spring. Clear away the clouds, sweep away the snow and mica, dig stones and move pine trees to get Poria cocos."

Mu Qingyu silently watched the petite figure walk up the stairs and muttered, "My head hurts just listening to the nonsense of our ancestors."

He took a few steps and caught up with Mu Luan, wondering, "When did you fall in love with this mountain life? You have a deep understanding of it!"

Mu Luan looked at the road carefully and said expressionlessly, "Just now."

Mu Qingyu looked back at the snow-covered and deserted mountain below.

He couldn't help but shake his head. His sister's love for him was really puzzling.

When a few people passed by a novice monk, the novice monk put his hands together and said devoutly: "Are you here to burn incense?"

Mu Luan nodded, and imitated the monk, clasping his hands together, "Thank you, Master, for leading the way."

The novice monk said, "You are so kind, please follow me."

Mu Luan placed fruits, scented oils in front of the Buddha statue, burned incense, and then moved into a dormitory in the temple.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Mu Luan looked at Mu Qingyu who was still wandering in her room and said softly, "Second brother, go back. It's late. I'm afraid it's not safe to go out on the dark road."

Mu Qingyu said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will stay in the temple tonight and go back tomorrow."

Mu Luan thought it was a good idea and it would be safer to go back tomorrow.

After a while, the young monk cleaned up the dormitory next to Mu Luan and gave it to Mu Qingyu to live in.

The next morning, Mu Qingyu went down the mountain and returned to the general's mansion.

Before leaving, he repeatedly reminded Mu Luan that if there was anything, he must send someone back as quickly as possible and he would come as soon as possible.

Mu Luan promised him that she would take good care of herself, and she almost raised her hand and swore an oath before she could coax him back.

Shortly after Mu Qingyu left, a figure climbed over the wall into the temple and handed a letter to Yunhe.

After reading the letter, Yun He quickly came to Mu Luan to report: "Miss, there is news."

Mu Luan took the letter and read it carefully.

The letter recorded Qiao Yuanan's situation since returning home that day, as well as the news about the Black Corpse Pill.

That day, Yunhe disguised himself as a highway robber and knocked Qiao Yuanan unconscious and locked him up.

Although the Black Corpse Pill was seized from him, we have no idea what his motives are?

Therefore, Mu Luan asked Yun He to release the man and then monitor him secretly.

Now, nearly half a month has passed, and Qiao Yuanan has inexplicably become extremely well-behaved and no longer goes to Youming Inn.

However, her mother Jiang Yanyun often went to major restaurants in the capital.

He was also very familiar with the servants in the restaurant.

Mu Luan thought about it carefully and remembered that before his father and brother went north in his previous life, the capital had been talking about the General’s Mansion for a long time.

These stories almost all came from major restaurants in the capital.

It was nothing more than the fact that the emperor was assassinated during the autumn hunt a few years ago, and my father made great contributions in saving him.

At that time, the emperor did reward the general's mansion generously with fertile fields, silks, gold, silver and many jewelry.

He even intended to appoint her as the Crown Princess!

But the crown prince has not yet been appointed, so how can she be the Crown Princess?

It is obvious that His Majesty is testing my father.

Fortunately, my father was quick-witted and dispelled the emperor's doubts by saying that he was still young and did not want to get married too early.

It is only natural for a minister to save his king, but the story later became more and more perverse.

He even said that my father commanded a large army, was more powerful than the emperor, was proud of his achievements, and did not take the emperor seriously at all.

And the fuse was Qiao Fugui's body!

It is rumored that in order to monopolize the military merit, my father deliberately suppressed Qiao Fugui in the military camp and expelled him from the camp.

This caused him to be depressed for many years, addicted to alcohol to relieve his sorrow, and eventually he died suddenly.

All the generals in the army knew whether my father was suppressing Qiao Fugui in the military camp.

If His Majesty is willing to send someone to investigate, the truth will come to light.

Unfortunately, emperors have always been suspicious and would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go.

At that time, the General's Mansion had already become a major concern in the eyes of the emperor.

Later, the emperor took the opportunity to issue an order, asking my father to hand over the troops in the capital to the court.

He even asked his father and brother to lead only a few hundred soldiers to the northern desert to survey the defensive fortifications.

Fortunately, there were still troops from my father and brother in Mobei, but in the end they were all massacred.

Could it be that my father and brother are threatening more than just the emperor?

Who else?

Mu Luan suddenly remembered the previous conversation between his father and brother. Could it be that the General's Mansion had inadvertently been involved in the party dispute over the succession?

The existence of the General's Mansion became a stumbling block to a certain prince's progress, so he had to be killed as soon as possible!

Mu Luan clenched her palms and finally connected the details.

So the only solution now is to change the direction of the fire before the spark that came out of nowhere turns into a raging flame.

Mu Luan immediately ordered: "Yunhe, go back to the general's mansion as soon as possible and tell my father and my elder brother to set up a tent near the outskirts of Beijing to distribute porridge, buy cloth and fabrics, and build tents to keep out the wind and keep warm."

Yun He was puzzled and said, "The refugees are managed by the Ministry of Revenue. Isn't it unnecessary for Miss to do this?"

Mu Luan raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "The Ministry of Revenue should manage it, and we are just doing charity and relief. The two are not in conflict."

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