"That's it?" Someone muttered.

Mo Yunhe had excellent ears and nodded with a sincere face, "Yeah, that's it." After saying that, he threw something casually into the secret passage, and heard crackling sounds coming from the secret passage.

When I got closer, I saw that my god, they were all sharp iron teeth. They seemed to have walked around inside just now.

He He silently gave the person who was talking just now, making you look down on others and be unhappy.

"There are also the eldest son of Lao Mo at the exit of this secret passage." Fan Boya smiled politely, dressed in white and polite, which was very inconsistent with the messy environment.

The secret techniques of the Mohist school are unique in the world. These boys have no knowledge and no vision. Alas! When they go back, they will popularize some common sense again.

Of course I have to find out. This secret passage is so short, it is quite interesting. He is a master. The old man is right. There are people outside of people. Except for the Mo family, people who can design such secret passages really want to see.

"No need to worry." Mo Yunhe said seriously, turned around and went out to find a secret passage. If you are interested in it, you can't be considered trouble.

This young master Mo is an interesting person. He was born into a great man. As the heir, his temper is an alien. He kept up silently. He was also a little curious about this kind of mechanism and had a long experience.

"You are watching here. The Ministry of Justice should come soon to explain the situation clearly."

"Yes!" He He, who was about to catch up, stopped and continued to standby.

Mo Yunhe left the gate of the courtyard, turned to face the courtyard, and after watching for a while, he turned firmly towards the path on the left, "Are you a Fan family?"

"Yeah!" When he went to the Mo family, he seemed to have reported himself to his house, and Fan Boya was a little

Oh, I suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Fan Boya through the fire, "What a pity." This man was so clean, smelled good, and he looked okay, not too long-winded.

"Hmm?" We were completely confused. Let's find a secret first, don't look at the face. Moreover, at night, the two big men were so close to each other, which seemed inappropriate.

After reading it, he turned around and continued to walk. He sighed and said with regret: "I heard that the men of the Fan family are not even 40 years old. It's so strange, and it's a pity."

"There is no way, it's inherited from the ancestors!" It seems that this kind of chat is not appropriate, right? Is this really the successor selected by the Mo family?

"That's right." The serious expression of agreement.

Fan Boya decided to stop responding. It would be more harmful to the idea of ​​not being in the same conversation.

"It's here, it's this, isn't it very close?" The tone was just a statement, no show-off or other meaning.

I smiled helplessly. The Mo family rarely interacted with other families, and this young master Mo rarely went out of the house. It seems that there is a reason. People are easily attracted to people when they go out...

However, as he told the truth, it was indeed very close. Bypassing a street behind the courtyard, a big tree was dry well. It was also necessary to set up a secret passage in the city. If it was too long, it would be too loud to dig it, which would easily attract attention.

I saw Mo Yunhe circling around the dry well, then smiled and picked up a wooden plug among the weeds, picked it up and looked at it, it seemed like he had picked up a treasure, and he took it around the ancient well and touched it.

"Finished." After saying that, he pulled open the weeds and stuffed the wood plug in his hand into a small hole beside the well.

"Help, I can't move it." Mo Yunhe seemed a little confident in front of the thick stone manhole cover.

The heir of the Mo family is powerless... There is another reason to not go out easily. No wonder, from the time I left the Mo family, I have to follow two tails behind.

When a person opened the manhole cover, he also wanted to see what else could he find, and he wanted to start looking at the surrounding environment.

"Go away." Mo Yunhe took action directly and pulled the person away from the well. This place was unsafe!

He decided that the distance was safe, and regardless of Fan Boya's eyes, he lay down and pulled out the previous block.

The sound of brushing made Fan Boya feel cold. Just now, if they didn't know, they just found this exit, opened the manhole cover, and died immediately, hundreds of sharp arrows shot out from the wellhead...

"It should be fine now. This agency is more difficult. It is usually not possible to touch it, so don't worry." I thought it was scared and comforted her kindly.

I usually met it, but this Mr. Mo felt that he was so timid that he needed comfort. He thought about it and shook his head, "More Master Mo, listen to Mr. Mo's meaning. Most people cannot master such mechanisms, so they may provide some clues?" The so-called "Everyone has their own ways."

For example, the clothes and cloth scraps he found by the well may not notice this wear even if the parties involved, but the top scouts can appear, which is the clue.

Mo Yunhe thought seriously, "In theory, this kind of mechanism is based on a kind of evolution in the Mohist mechanism, but there are many descendants of the Mohist family, and the outer disciples are not limited to their recruitment. Among the craftsmen, there are also those who are crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Check if there are any clues."

His quite sincere attitude gave Fan Boya a new view of him. This Mo family’s young master was actually a solid person.

Because of this, as the heir to the Mohist school, people feel a little out of place. In fact, it is just that others have made the world fascinated.

"Thank you." This sentence is sincere.

Mo Yunhe smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll say goodbye first. I'll go back and ask someone to check this matter. If there is news, I'll let you tell you."

The Mohist school has always had a way to find traces of the Mohist school.

Nodding, since that's the case, I guess there will be some clues. Today is not completely lost. The dew is tide late at night, and the footprints are a bit clearer.

It was time for him to go to the Ministry of Justice to see the palace master who was cold in the palace. I don’t know what the poison is now.

The Ministry of Justice was in the middle of the night, and some people were overcrowded for a while. The person he caught was the murderer who killed the Ninth Young Master.

Nuanchun looked at it for a long time and decided to go home. No wonder King Jin pulled her out of bed in the middle of the night. Isn’t this person another Uncle Li? Although his face is a little darker and his eyes are closed, his outline is that.

Good, if she hadn't been sure that Uncle Li was in the mansion when she came out, she would have been uneasy now. It seemed that she was very poisoned, so she would have gone back and said.

Qing Jin refused to let Uncle Li go because Uncle Li was injured. Moreover, Uncle Li seemed to be ruthless to this younger brother, otherwise he would not be hurt like this. Some things would not be resolved in his heart and would not be able to get over them. Let someone go and take a look.

They wanted to use this person who looked the same as Uncle Li to cause some trouble for her and put her in a passive state. Unfortunately, this person seemed to be not very obedient.

When I heard the movement outside the door, I knew that it was someone who was back.

"Miss, aren't sleeping? People have seen it. They were poisoned and were detained in the Ministry of Justice. I don't know what kind of poison is now. However, the doctor found by the Ministry of Justice seems to be not good." Nuanchun saw that the lights were on in Qingjin's room and knew that she was waiting for her, so she came in directly.

Seeing that Qingjin didn't say anything, Nuanchun couldn't help asking, "Miss, that person, and Uncle Li?" She looked so similar. It would be strange if Uncle Li was so injured that day.

"Don't worry, since you've been poisoned, don't interfere, let it go. If you wake up, tell me." If it weren't for Uncle Li, this life would have been gone long ago.

"Yes, Miss, this time, the person in the dark was not caught." What a pity.

"There will always be some traces. Looking for the original origin is not the best thing in Qianji Pavilion?" How can you lie so easily in the undercurrent imperial city for so long?

Nuanchun said that she was standing together, especially this time the Huange was still taking action. "Miss, it's getting late, so you can rest for a while. I haven't had a good rest in the past few days."

"kindness."

Nuanchun went out and took the door. Seeing that the lights in the room went out, she left again.

In the cell of the Ministry of Justice, the old doctor trembled to the man in gray, and finally shook his head, saying that he was helpless. "This poison has never been seen before, but judging from the toxicity, this person's body has gradually turned black and it is a miracle that he can breathe."

With such a strong poison, his needle just touched it and it became black. Why is this man not dead yet? It's strange.

The old doctor shook his head, Zhang Hantong waved his hand directly, and went into the cell in person, and Fan Boya followed him in.

"This person?" Zhang Hantong saw it clearly, always feeling that this person had seen it, and must have seen it, but he was just blinded for a moment.

"Does Lord Zhang feel familiar?"

Zhang Hantong looked confused, "Young Master Fan feels the same way?"

"Where is it? King Jin sent me a message before, saying that the servant in the family was injured. The person who injured him was not afraid of his servants, and it was a misunderstanding. Let's take a little attention when handling the case." Why not help her reduce some trouble.

"Yes, just say it's familiar. So that's it, it's ulterior motives." He listened to the sound and immediately knew what Fan Boya meant.

Someone found someone who knew King Jin's servant, who confused the situation and wanted to blame King Jin, and wanted to kill King Jin's servant in advance, so that he could die without evidence.

Could it be related to the news about the three cabinet masters’ mediation?

Zhang Hantong pondered carefully. Fan Boya approached and looked at the person lying on the paving board. The poisonous gas had spread. It was probably a lot of danger, but why could he keep a breath?

Because they didn't know the toxicity, they dared not approach it at will. Since the other party abandoned their children, it means that they knew very little. I am afraid that all their contact information would be invalidated, and even if they asked, it would be useless.

"Mr. Zhang, I'll leave you. Boya will say goodbye first."

"Young Master Fan walks slowly!" The situation here needs to be sorted out, so it is better to go to the palace to report tomorrow.

He He checked the surroundings of the courtyard again, including the footprints by the well. When he returned to the Fan Family Courtyard, it was almost dawn.

"Young Master, from the perspective of cloth shavings, the texture is rough and it is coarse cloth material, but the color is darker. Generally, the coarse cloth is not colored by ordinary people. Only when some wealthy families make clothes for their servants, they will use this coarse cloth with colored cloth to distinguish grades or division of labor."

"Release the news that the person in the prison is not dead." The servant in a coarse cloth is best to hide such an identity and to facilitate the access to information.

"Yes, young master, judging from the footprints at the well, there are two people, both of them should be men, one is taller and the other is shorter."

"Don't worry, there will be some movement. How did the palace be dealt with in the cold weather?"

"I have asked almost all the questions. Those people seem to be not loyal to the palace master, but they don't know much. There is also a boy who is a stubborn and can't ask anything, but his internal strength is very high." If he hadn't been injured, he would have almost let him run away.

Fan Boya nodded and said he knew, "Everyone who uses this color to keep a close eye on the mansion, remember, stare at it, as for the cold weather, don't worry about it for the time being, that boy, let it go, and then stare at it." Let the other party get distracted.

"clear."

"The deadline for the case is ten days. Ten days later, it is almost the same. People from both north and south will come to the city to meet the emperor. Before that, people will definitely be caught."

Ten days are a little tight, and if the other party doesn't move, he can only force him to move.

"Young master, let's have a rest, the injury has not healed yet." After a night of hard work, He He hurriedly said something when he saw Fan Boya's face pale.

I am a little tired. Tomorrow, I hope there will be good news from the Mo family, "Well, by the way, when the matter is over, I will ask about the young master of the Mo family, and there is no need to deliberately."

"OK!"

When he went out with He, Fan Boya untied her clothes, looked at the blood seeping out of the wound, and took it casually. Inadvertently, she saw the untied ice jade ring on the table, walked over, picked it up and looked.

After so many years, I don’t know if the thing is still in her hands. Even if he is there, he should have asked her for it. I remember that when she took away the jade ring on his waist, she seemed to have said that this would be rewarded as a life-saving grace.”
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