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Seeing that little Eunuch Xie walked in first with no shyness or guilt on his face, followed by Doctor Han, the deputy envoy of the Imperial Hospital who had no expression on his face as usual, Wen Yining didn't care about the mess on the bed, just reluctantly Pull the quilt to cover the vitals, and get out of the way so that the imperial doctor can diagnose the pulse.

"It's okay, my lord."

Physician Han took Wei Fengguo's pulse, rolled his eyelids, and replied in a calm tone.

Wen Yining listened, and finally let go of his tense heart, and then couldn't hold it anymore, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

God knows, Imperial Physician Han frowned and looked at Wei Fengguo and Wen Yining who had passed out, shook his head thoughtfully, and sighed again.

When Wen Yining woke up again, it was already two days later.

The afternoon sun in Shou'an Hall was still warm. Wen Yining opened his eyes when he heard a clear and clear child's voice:

"Auntie is awake!"

As soon as Wen Yining heard this voice, he sat up startled, and felt pain all over his body as soon as he moved, grinning and rubbing his lower back, only then did he see the little emperor Ling Feng lying in front of his bed with his cheeks on his back, wide open. He closed his eyes and stared at himself.

"... What time is it?"

Rubbing the swollen and sore forehead, Wen Yining asked a question, just in time Ruyi walked in, heard his question, and replied casually, "Returning to the master, it's time."

"Weishi?! Rui'er came here from the morning?!"

Ruyi gave Wen Yining a strange look, shook her head and said, "You have been in a high fever and unconscious since you came back from the surveillance office. Your Majesty would not have dealt with those civil servants at all in the previous court. I discussed with Mr. Feng and let His Majesty For three days."

three days? !

Wen Yining struggled to get up, but was pushed back on the bed by Ruyi:

"Master, don't worry, King Ning didn't make any big moves. The courtiers also knew about His Majesty's situation. Although they talked about it privately, they didn't do anything out of the ordinary. It's just..."

Ruyi glanced at Wen Yining's exposed neck—some marks on it were still there, and she hesitated to speak.

Wen Yining didn't notice Ruyi's strange expression, he just lifted the quilt, endured the pain in his body, dressed and washed, just woke up with thoughts in his head in a mess, it took a while before Wen Yining responded Come here, turn to look at Ruyi and ask:

"Where's Wei Fengguo?"

Ruyi put on a unwilling expression of "I knew it", pouted and said:

"Master lied to us before, saying he didn't care about Eunuch Wei, but ah, within a few days, he did everything with people—"

Wen Yining looked at Ruyi like that, pursed his lips and smiled, he was too lazy to argue with Ruyi, so he just looked at Ruyi pretending to be angry:

"Ruyi, you are getting more and more presumptuous."

"Master—" Ruyi stomped her feet indignantly, blushed and said dissatisfied with a smiley face, "I can't see what's so good about that Mr. Wei, he's a cheater!"

"I don't know who told me to go to Shangfangyuan to see him."

Wen Yining teased Ruyi, seeing that Ruyi was going to explode, so he said seriously:

"Why is there no peace today?"

Ruyi and peace have always been inseparable, Ruyi is in the light, and peace is in the dark.

Wen Yining knew that he hadn't explained to Ping An in detail what he knew about kung fu. Although Ping An usually kept a good figure, Wen Yining was actually very clear about whether he was there or not.

"He's in the Heshan Pavilion," Ruyi replied casually, probably because he was a little lonely because of Ping An's absence, "he always likes to go to the Heshan Pavilion these days, probably because he is very concerned about the things you want to investigate, master. "

Wen Yining was silent for a while, remembering his purpose of going to Heshan Pavilion, he pulled Ruyi and said, "Ruyi, you go and find peace, I want to go to the imperial mausoleum."

"Master, you want to investigate the theft of the emperor's mausoleum yourself?"

Wen Yining nodded, and did not explain much to Tong Ruyi. That day in the prison hall, thanks to Wei Fengguo's intention, Wen Yining heard what King Ning said.

Gu Shixin is doubting the life experience of the two brothers, even secretly stealing the emperor's tomb, so I'm afraid Hedi is really hiding something.

Just when he was frowning, someone pulled his sleeves. When he lowered his head, Wen Yining remembered that the little emperor was still in his palace:

"Rui'er, I still have something important to do, can you go back to the Mingguang Palace first?"

"I don't, I want to be with A Niang!" Ling Fengman, who was always obedient on weekdays, hugged Wen Yining's leg tightly without hesitation, "They don't want me, and A Niang doesn't want Ruier either? !"

As he spoke, the child started to sob in aggrieved manner.

Wen Yining had a headache, so he could only squat down and hold the child in his arms, patted the child on the back and said:

"Rui'er, I'm going to a very dangerous place, and I didn't take you there to protect you..."

The child looked at Wen Yining half understanding, but still hugged Wen Yining and never let go.

It happened that Ruyi came back with safety at this moment. Seeing the situation, Ruyi couldn't help persuading:

"Your majesty is still young. Master, you have been in a coma for the past few days, and he has been lying on the bedside waiting. You rarely see him on weekdays, and his mother left early..."

"I see," Wen Yining waved his hand to interrupt Ruyi's words. Ling Fengman's life experience hurt him the most. Over the years, he had mostly felt helpless and sympathetic to this child, but he really didn't take good care of him. "I'll take him there. That's it."

"Ping An, I need you to take care of me outside."

Wen Yining gave some instructions, but he didn't hear Ping An's answer until he wiped away Ling Feng's tears slowly.Looking up at Ping An strangely, he saw that Ping An, who was always vigilant all the time on weekdays, was actually in a trance.

"Hey--"

Ruyi bumped Ping An with her elbow, and even whispered a reminder in frustration.

Only then did Ping An come to his senses, and looked at Wen Yining with some suspicion, the complex look in his eyes flashed past, and then he returned to the expressionless face:

"What did the master just say?"

He didn't blame Ping An, Wen Yining guessed in his heart that maybe Ping An was hit too hard because of his knowledge of martial arts, and thought that he would take this opportunity to explain clearly to Ping An.After repeating his own words, he arranged for people to rush to the imperial mausoleum.

It is now the end of the month, and the streets outside the palace are very lively. The road to the imperial mausoleum has already avoided the two busiest cities, but it can still be seen that the people in the capital are busy preparing for the [-]th day of next month.

The afternoon sun shone on the official road, and the shadows of the trees on both sides fell on the windows of the carriage.

Wen Yining, Ruyi and the little emperor were sitting in the carriage, and Ping An and a group of palace guards accompanied them on horseback.Seeing the little emperor slowly falling asleep, after Wen Yining made a silent gesture to Ruyi, he opened the curtain and sat next to the driver.

The coachman was startled, and almost fell off the carriage, but Wen Yining held him back, and only gave him a smile, indicating that he didn't need to be too polite, and just waited at the back.

Wen Yining looked at Ping An who was guarding the side, then called Ping An over, took the reins of the carriage by himself, pushed back the guards on both sides, and said:

"Peace, there is something I want to tell you."

Ping An was silent for a while without answering.

"I have been weak since I was young." Wen Yining knew what Ping An's silence meant, so he just said it himself, "When I was seven or eight years old, I couldn't leave my mouth. At that time, almost all the doctors in the capital I was invited to see a doctor at home, but they all asserted that I would never live to be 22 years old."

Ping An raised his eyebrows and asked strangely, "But..."

Wen Yining smiled, lifted the rein in his hand and said, "But now I have already lived past this age, and I am no longer lingering on the sick bed, and the soup and medicine are much less."

"Master..." Ping An took a breath, and expressed his conjecture, "Master wants to tell Ping An, is this the reason why Master understands martial arts?"

Looking at Ping An's unwilling eyes, Wen Yining secretly sighed, shook his head and said:

"Ping An, many things seem complicated to you, but they are actually very simple. I am not a master of martial arts, but I am pretending to ask you to be by my side as a guard."

Ping An was stunned, he really didn't believe what Wen Yining said, but he didn't think about it, and asked Wen Yining to see it.

"My kung fu is only practiced to continue my life. Over the years, it has reached a balance with my illness. It doesn't matter if I don't use it on weekdays. If it affects me a little bit, the old illness loses the check and balance of martial arts. I'm afraid it will also cause my blood to collapse. A dead end..."

Wen Yining sighed, looked quietly into the distance, and said with a wry smile:

"Back then, my master advised me to let go of power struggles, stay away from the temple, and follow him into the rivers and lakes, promising to find a way to permanently eradicate the root cause of the disease. Unfortunately, I couldn't see through it at that time, so I have the situation today."

What else did Ping An want to ask, but he kept his mouth shut after all.

Seeing Ping An's eyes softened, Wen Yining didn't say anything, just shook his head and said with emotion:

"Ping An, sometimes I am very envious of Ruyi. If you want to leave anytime, you can take him away. The world is big, and I should be more free. I am afraid that I will be trapped in the quagmire of power and the court all my life. , but you still have a chance to choose.”

Ping An nodded, then shook his head again:

"If Ruyi is willing to leave, I will naturally take him away. However, Ping An also promised his benefactor that he will protect you forever."

Knowing that it was useless to talk about it, Wen Yining stopped talking to Ping An, called the coachman to take the reins, and returned to the carriage. Seeing that Ruyi fell asleep with the little emperor, Wen Yining shook his head helplessly , I leaned against the wall of the car, but felt a little sleepy.

Not long after the car was delivered, there were guards outside to report.

Hedi's Yiling Mausoleum was built very simply: neither firm nor soft, and the posthumous title of Hedi is really good. In the Ming Dynasty, almost all the Zhang family overshadowed the sky, and the emperor was afraid of internal affairs, and even the emperor's heir Ling Yushu and Ling Yuquan.

After getting out of the carriage, he walked along the road temporarily built by the Criminal Ministry to investigate the case. The gold, silver and jade objects buried with him were all lost. It seemed that the other party did not come here for money.The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice saw Wen Yining from a distance, and quickly put down the file in his hand and ran over to salute Wen Yining:

"I send my respects to the emperor and queen mother."

Wen Yining only let the minister of the Ministry of Punishment die, and asked him to report all the things he had found in the past few days. By the way, he went around the tomb. King Ning has always done things neatly, although Wen Yining heard that the other party admitted that he was the one who robbed the tomb. —But nothing can be done without evidence.

What was stolen from the tomb was only two coffins buried with him, one belonged to Empress Zhang Xian, and the other was exquisitely decorated, even surpassing the empress's coffin.

"I'm stupid and incompetent, I haven't found out who this person is—"

Wen Yining looked at the neat rows of cuts on the coffin lid, shook his head, and said meaningfully:

"My lord, the investigation will be even more difficult..."

"What does the master mean?"

"This is Qingshan Guanxue," Wen Yining recognized this technique, and inadvertently said the name, "I'm afraid this matter has something to do with the Jianghu people, and my lord will investigate the case—I'm afraid I will have to deal with them. "

Hearing this, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice immediately felt bitter in his heart—the theft of the imperial mausoleum is already a major case, and he has to deal with those troublesome people from the Jianghu, alas...

This box,

Minister of the Ministry of Justice and Wen Yining inspected the nameless coffin, but they didn't notice at all that Ping An behind them stared at Wen Yining closely with a surprised and uneasy expression:

Why on earth would Wen Yining know about his benefactor's special move - Watching Snow in the Green Mountains?