Yongwang Feng Yuanxi has been very romantic since he was eleven or twelve years old, and at that time the first emperor had made outstanding achievements, and he had always been very concerned about his frail eighth son, and it was common to be pampered.

But that man was not used to it, and he came and went, and he suffered a lot of karma. Then when he was thirty years old, he was killed by the enemy, and there are different opinions as to who murdered him.

After all, it was a royal scandal, and the first emperor spent a lot of effort to suppress the matter. Then the reason for the illness of the Yongwang was declared to the outside world that the Yongwang was sick and died.

Feng Changqi listened to these old things, and his face became more and more gloomy.

No wonder it is said that there are countless pickled things in the royal family, and it is only today that Feng Changqi understands a little.

Once it is powerful and powerful, but all the people who compile the dossier have some discernment, they do not dare to write the truth, no wonder they even carry so many stacks of dossiers, once they write to the Yongwang, they are only a few strokes.

"Decades ago, Zhilanfang was not as lively as it is today, but it was also a unique place among individuals, and the girls and mothers-in-law there were also stunningly beautiful. King Yong lingered in the flowers day by day, leaning on the green and red, because of the competition for women, he provoked many powerful people. In the end, it is the people of the royal family, and those people dare not say much. But behind the scenes, there are countless people who want to calculate the eternal king. In the end, what Yongwang does is like a spring dream, and many women only think that Yongwang is very sincere to them, and only look forward to the deep deed, especially for a lifelong reunion. ”

Speaking of this, Yuan Bugu paused slightly, shook his head, and sighed heavily.

Even if it is said here, Feng Changqi also understands seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

According to the merry temperament of King Yong, I don't know how many beauties have been hurt.

As the so-called color decay and Aichi, once Zhu Yan does not stay, the gray hair invades the body, and there is a negative heart Lang sad and sad, naturally it will not be charming and fresh as before.

There are countless beauties with eyebrows and pink cheeks, if it is not good to cherish it, it is still a shame in the end.

Thinking like this, Feng Changqi also sighed with the man, whining and sighing.

Where did she think that from the dossier, it seemed that he had died young, and there was such a layer behind such a poor Yongwang.

Whether it is a person with a thousand faces, she can't know people clearly, and she is still a person who has been dead for several years.

"Master, in order to let the real murderer subdue the law, this is the only way."

Yuan Bugu looked at his apprentice's serious appearance and smiled.

"Of course, Genichi of Ziying Temple is still alive?"

Suddenly listening to Yuan Bugu mention Ziying Temple, Feng Changqi also felt rare.

After all, this Qingning Temple is far away from the world, and it is completely different from the Ziying Temple where incense is flourishing.

I never thought that Yuan Bugu even recognized Xuanyi.

"Alive." Yu Wuwang still replied respectfully, "He is now the abbot of Ziying Temple." ”

"He is a useless person, and it is impossible for him to be the abbot of Ziying Temple."

Feng Changqi pulled the corners of his mouth, this person spoke really directly. If Xuan Yi heard this, he would inevitably be angry to death. After all, in the eyes of the people of Yaojing City, that person has outstanding merits, boundless Buddhism, and is a high-ranking monk. He was used to hearing praise, and when he suddenly heard such a sentence, he might not know what would happen.

Some time ago, because of the collusion between the disciples under the Ziying Temple and Hongyu, Feng Changqi now does not have a good impression of the Ziying Temple.

"Master." Yu looked at Yuan Bugu hopelessly, "Please also ask Master to help you with one or two." ”

"It's fine." Yuan Bugu nodded, and he really couldn't bear to watch his apprentices work hard because of such a trivial matter, "It's just that the enemies of King Yong before are not few, if you really want to vent your hatred, no matter what kind of magic thing this is, you will definitely come here." It is not necessarily the murderer who arrives. ”

Yu Hopeless also expected this, but he dared to be sure, ordinary people understood that Jingyun Si and the others were guarding the mountain behind Zhilanfang, if it weren't for the people who had a monstrous hatred for the Yongwang, they would definitely not come, and no one's hatred would be as strong as the person who destroyed the tomb of the Yongwang and threw the corpse on the mountain behind Zhilanfang.

Feng Changqi found out some time ago that the tomb on the mountain behind Zhilanfang was placed by Feng Yuanchun, Prince of Zhan, a few years ago, but he went away to Fuyangzhou for several years, kept his duty, and never returned to Beijing. In addition, the man is still saying that he is alive and well, so naturally he doesn't need this big tomb prepared in advance.

It's just that how the evildoers know that there is such a place is not easy to guess.

If it is really investigated, it may involve countless princes, and at that time, there will be a big disturbance.

According to Emperor Feng's temperament, I wish that all the royal scandals were covered up in the past, where can the gossip of the people be tolerated

The date was set for five days later, and Feng Changqi didn't know anything about these yin and yang divinations, and only listened to Yu Wuwang's orderly discussion with Yuan Bugu. By the time they descended the mountain, it was already twilight.

The rain stopped, and the world in the west was full of red glow, covering the ground, but it was also beautiful.

"Yongwang's Mansion is a murderous mansion, and this area can be regarded as a great murderous place."

Passing near King Yong's Mansion, Yu Wuwang suddenly said this, and gently pinched Feng Changqi's little hand, "I heard that in the year of King Yong's death, many monks who attained Taoism said such things. Master had never been here at that time, and he didn't know who lived here, but he was only murdered here in White Horse Mountain. ”

Feng Changqi heard it with his hairs standing on end, after all, he was the one who had been in charge of the Shocking Cloud Division for so many years, and she knew who had died in these places.

There was a temple here before, which was demolished the year before last, and it can be regarded as a lonely temple. The monks inside ran away at all, some of them settled in Ziying Temple, and some of them all became foot monks.

There are people next to this lonely temple, but many people have been hanged, most of them are women. Then the strong man also followed, and the way of death was strange, and none of them were persecuted to death.

Today, this alley is deserted. On such a rainy day, there were not even half pedestrians.

Last year there was a bold beggar, and when he saw that the houses were empty, he thought about coming in and staying for a few days, and there were two or three beggars who came in. Last year, there were a lot of disputes because of this.

Fortunately, Yaojing City is big enough, even if this place is fierce, there are other places to live, except for the people on this side have moved away, there is no big splash.

If others followed Feng Changqi and said such things, she would naturally not believe it, but now what she is telling herself is that jade is hopeless, but it is different. She is convinced that the subtlety of divination is even more difficult for others to understand.

Bu Di saw the book, Bu Ri saw the courtesy, Feng Changqi smacked his lips and touched the goosebumps on his arm.

"Could it be that the death of the eternal king has something to do with this realm?"

"Otherwise," Yu Wuwang smiled and shook his head, "self-inflicted, no one else." Moreover, he is a member of the royal family, protected by dragon energy, because he is only weak, and there is no great evil trend, it is his own sin, and he has committed countless karma. ”

Feng Changqi is silent, if there is really a karmic reincarnation in this world, then Concubine Xi should also be killed. It's so noisy that it is still alive and well.

Feng Changqi was still thinking about going to the Shocking Cloud Division, but Yu Wuwang naturally didn't rely on her. After a busy day, it is time to rest, and it is still a daughter's house.

"It's getting cold, when you leave the palace in the future, remember to add clothes." Yu Hopeless approached Feng Changqi, and looked at her small jade face very seriously, "Changqi ......"

He suddenly turned red behind his ears, Feng Changqi thought that he still had something to say, how did he know that he was just looking at her, and when she was about to get off the carriage, the ape arm stretched out, and took her into his arms, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, imprinted on her thin lips.

Feng Changqi's little face was flushed, and he rushed out of the car, and when he entered the palace gate, he still hadn't come to his senses.

Si Ying saw through it and didn't say anything, and there was a smile on her face. They are all people she really likes, and if they can achieve positive results in the future, it will naturally be a good thing.

Before he reached the Yunning Palace, he listened to Concubine Shu's voice, which was a little harsh.

The man came again, Feng Changqi pulled the corners of his mouth, it was rare to be so idle all day long.

Mama Nai Ying stood at the door, and she didn't know what she was talking to Ah Ying, her face was solemn, as if something big had happened. Feng Changqi didn't dare to delay, and stepped forward in three or five steps.

"What's Going On?"

"Concubine Xi is pregnant, more than three months." Ah Shen shrugged her shoulders, she didn't have the slightest idea about it. After all, in this back court, only there are more princes and grandsons of their Yunning Palace.

If it weren't for Changping's death, they would definitely be a little more lively here.

That Xi Yu has always been a method. It seems that these days have been withholding for a long time, but they are raising a fetus, after all, it is difficult for children in the palace to give birth to children, these are not accurate. The Xi family is now crumbling, Feng Changqi even thought it was going to be over, although everything would not be so simple and easy, but he didn't expect it to reverse so quickly,

"It's news from Concubine Shuniang again" Feng Changqi couldn't help but be a little funny, "In this back court, she is the only one who is babbling like this, without caring about it, and she can't complain that others are pulling her in the way." ”

Mama Nai Ying smiled bitterly, this concubine is a stupid eldest sister in the palace, although the people in the palaces and courtyards dare not say anything, but no one looks down on her, and only Hualong is willing to talk to her.

As he was talking, he saw Concubine Shu walking out with a few palace maids, and saw Feng Changqi standing under the corridor, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were full of waves, and he was fragrant and jade, and his charm was natural. Somehow, she was a little afraid.

Even if she met Feng Zhao, she had never been so timid.

I thought that Feng Changqi had been busy in the Jingyun Division for a day, and he must be very lazy at this time, and he didn't want to talk to people, who would have thought, that person smiled at her, and it was considered a courtesy.

Concubine Shu felt more and more flattered, and her face changed from shock to ecstasy.