Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

Mo Xingjun straightened his back, which was slightly hunched due to injury. Although his cough was sporadic, he still tried his best to keep his voice steady.

"I am going to Zhangzhou to deal with some family affairs. As for Master Fan, why did you appear in this crowd of refugees?"

Fan Yanmu was surprised that Mo Xingjun's destination was also Zhangzhou, and he was filled with shock and fear.

Could it be that something unexpected had happened in Zhangzhou, so that the emperor personally appointed this descendant of a famous family to investigate?

As the prince of Zhangzhou, this land should have been the place he was most familiar with. However, at this moment, he was completely unaware of it.

Apart from the public information that the headquarters of Feiyu Hall was established in Zhangzhou, there seemed to be no other events worthy of attention.

Could it be that during the time he was away, the enemies of Dong Chu had quietly infiltrated his territory?

If this really happened, there would be no way that the intelligence channels would be silent. Everything before our eyes is so calm that it is almost eerie.

Facing Mo Xingjun's question, Fan Yanmu's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly stated his plan: "Coincidentally, I am also preparing to go to Zhangzhou."

Hearing that the two were going the same way, Mo Xingjun immediately asked, "Master Fan, can we find a secluded place to talk in detail?"

He knew very well that some words could not be easily spoken in public.

Fan Yanmu understood tacitly and nodded slightly, then got on the inconspicuous carriage with Mo Xingjun, leaving Yingyi and Guo Mo to guard outside to ensure that their conversation would not be disturbed.

The village chief took the opportunity to suggest to Xiao Zhixue beside him: "Miss Xiao, it seems that we might as well rest here for a while and wait for Master Fan to finish the discussion before setting off. What do you think?"

There was a barely perceptible eagerness in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to Xiao Zhixue's consent.

Xiao Zhixue smiled gently and said calmly, "Everything is up to the village chief."

Her obedience delighted the village chief, who quickly directed everyone to settle down and take the time to recover their strength.

While Fan Yanmu and Mo Xingjun were having a secret conversation, Xiao Zhixue's heart moved and her figure quietly disappeared into the space.

What caught her eye was that the seeds she had planted before had now broken through the soil, and the tender green seedlings looked particularly vibrant in the dim light.

Only after she gently irrigated each seedling with precious spiritual spring water did Xiao Zhixue leave reluctantly.

Returning to the real world, she cast her gaze towards the closed carriage, her thoughts still immersed in the scenes that had just occurred.

The man who walked out of the carriage and bowed directly to Fan Yanmu was so respectful that he undoubtedly revealed the extraordinary identity of Fan Yanmu.

Although Xiao Zhixue was curious, she also knew that the other party's identity and background was probably much more complicated than what appeared on the surface, and further questioning might not get a true answer.

Taking advantage of this brief gap, she took out an exquisite medicine bottle from her sleeve and gently handed it to Xiao Tingrui beside her.

"Brother, take some medicine first, and then take it again in the evening."

Xiao Tingrui took it gratefully, unscrewed the bottle cap, and drank it all without hesitation.

In the past few days, Xiao Zhixue had worked tirelessly to prepare various herbs for him, and each time she carefully put the medicine into a special medicine bottle so that he could take it at any time on the road.

Fortunately, there were many empty bottles in that space, which provided great convenience for her to store the medicine.

However, she has not been able to find more herbs recently, which makes Xiao Zhixue feel a little regretful and worried.

Although the space inside the carriage was small, it was decorated quite elegantly. Inside the carriage, Mo Xingjun's tone was full of respect.

"Your Highness, we are going to Zhangzhou to delve deeper into the mystery of the mysterious 'Xuan Yu Tang'. It is rumored that within the vast territory of Xiliang, there is an intelligence organization that operates only in the dark, called 'Xuan Yu Tang'. It is like an invisible hand that controls countless secrets. It is said that the headquarters of this organization is located in the prosperous and complex city of Zhangzhou. Have you ever heard of this, Your Highness?"

Fan Yanmu's eyes were as cold as stars. He was silent for a moment and did not answer directly. Instead, he looked at Mo Xingjun with an unfathomable look and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you get this information?"

Mo Xingjun's body trembled slightly, and he coughed a few times before slowly revealing the source: "This is a secret I accidentally heard from Jiang Bai, the transport envoy. He was so sure of what he said that we decided to secretly go to Zhangzhou and try to uncover the true face of Xuanyu Hall."

After saying this, he subconsciously patted his chest, as if to soothe his heart and lungs that were aching from the long journey.

Fan Yanmu's sharp eyes swept across Mo Xingjun's plain clothes and noticed that he was only accompanied by a personal guard. This was undoubtedly his intention to keep a low profile and secretly investigate the strength of Xuan Yutang.

Once he has solid evidence, he will immediately contact the authorities and arrest all members of Xuanyu Hall.

However, he couldn't help but wonder, how could Jiang Bai, who only managed water transportation, know such highly confidential information about Xuan Yutang?

Could it be that the powerful court official that the mayor's wife mentioned casually before was actually this Jiang Bai?

If this is true, Jiang Bai deliberately revealed the news of Xuan Yutang to Mo Xingjun, perhaps looking for an opportunity to use Mo Xingjun to get rid of Xuan Yutang and get rid of his control.

Seeing that Mo Xingjun was equally enthusiastic about the investigation, Fan Yanmu had an idea in mind and said calmly: "I heard that Mo Anchashi is also paying close attention to the Xuanyu Hall. Perhaps we can work together to deal with this hidden danger."

Hearing this, Mo Xingjun was delighted, knowing that Zhangzhou was the territory of Marquis Zhenping, and with the help of Crown Prince Fan Yanmu, their investigation would surely be twice as effective with half the effort.

So, he bowed his hands sincerely and said, "Everything is up to the prince's arrangement. The carriage is spacious, and the prince and your guards can go with us to Zhangzhou."

However, Fan Yanmu shook his head slightly, with a barely perceptible determination flashing in his eyes: "I don't plan to take a carriage to Zhangzhou."

Mo Xingjun was suddenly confused. Did the prince really intend to walk with those refugees?

Before he could ask more questions, Fan Yanmu turned around and left the carriage. Mo Xingjun hurriedly followed, and the doubts in his heart were like the chirping of cicadas in late summer, lingering for a long time.

"Brother Fan, you don't really intend to walk the entire distance, do you?"

Mo Xingjun finally couldn't help asking, his face full of confusion.

Fan Yanmu glanced at him coldly and replied calmly: "Why not?"

Mo Xingjun was speechless for a moment and could only follow Fan Yanmu's steps silently and walk towards the group of exhausted refugees.

Guo Mo stood aside and heard the conversation carefully. He was also puzzled as to why the prince would not take the comfortable carriage but chose to travel with the common people.

Fan Yanmu walked up to Xiao Zhixue's side and sat down without any airs, which surprised Xiao Zhixue. She looked at this distinguished guest who suddenly arrived in the carriage with surprise in her eyes.