Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1338 Concealment

The woman said leisurely, "Cheng Zhimo was once the head of two government offices, and he is only a stone's throw away from the capital. He should be more valuable than Fu Congnan, right?"

"That was in the past." The little boy said angrily, "Cheng Zhimo is just a commoner now, and he is also implicated by Cheng Zhiyan. Whether he can survive is another matter..."

He stopped talking halfway through, his face turning blue and red, obviously realizing that he had said something wrong.

"Why don't you say anything?" Fang Zilan looked at the little boy with great interest, but there seemed to be a layer of frost in her eyes. "You think three hundred thousand taels is too much, but does that mean one hundred thousand taels is too little? You often count it as ten thousand taels, but you know that ordinary people may not be able to have a thousand taels in their lifetime, let alone ten thousand taels?"

"Since you are sitting here, why do you have to pretend to be so hypocritical?" The little boy said angrily: "As for the so-called high and low, ordinary people can't even reach it..."

"The fox is taking advantage of the tiger's might." Fang Zilan said bluntly, "If the bet today was not Cheng Zhimo, but you, how much silver do you think your master would be willing to pay as a chip?"

The boy's face turned completely pale, and the maid who presided over the gambling game hurriedly said as if to smooth things over: "The game is about to start, are there any other guests who want to join in?"

Hearing this, Fang Zilan glanced at Dugu Linxiu. She was standing in front of the gambling table, not moving.

"They are just pretending to be powerful, and they are not using their own money." Fang Zilan said calmly: "Or do you think Cheng Zhimo is worth 510,000 taels?"

Dugu Linxiu glanced sideways, "Miss Zhen, do you think it's worth it?"

Fang Zilan restrained her expression and pointed at Dugu Ming casually, "Do you think he is worth 510,000 taels?"

Dugu Ming frowned and was about to say something, but he saw Fang Zilan's eyes fell on him, and then her hand changed direction and pointed at Dugu Linxiu, "Do you think she is worth 510,000 taels?"

"Why do we have to measure the value of a good person with silver?" Dugu Ming said in a deep voice: "If I like him, the person in front of me is a priceless treasure. If I don't like him..." He paused and clenched his fists.

Fang Zilan curled her lips, "She is just like a weed?"

Dugu Ming didn't say anything. Dugu Linxiu pursed her lips and reached out to take back the 510,000 taels on the gambling table.

"It seems it's not worth it." Fang Zilan just opened her mouth and saw Dugu Linxiu's hand pause for a moment. She didn't care and said to herself: "Then there is no need for me to join the game."

Seeing that no one else wanted to join the game, the maid started a gambling game. After one round, the woman won, and the boy's face became more and more ugly. He stomped his feet and ran back to the private room.

The woman was not in a hurry to take Cheng Zhimo away. Instead, she turned to Fang Zilan and said, "Madam Zhen, even if you won the previous bet and took Mr. Wan away, it would be useless."

Fang Zilan didn't react at all, she just stood up and said to Wan Jun, "Let's go."

The ignored woman gnashed her teeth and said, "Wanxian won't live much longer..."

"Isn't it just poisoning?" Fang Zilan impatiently interrupted the woman's words, her voice as cold as ice, "Why, are you afraid that I don't know, so you are provoking me so blatantly?"

The woman was stunned, "You know?"

"There is no poison in the world that can kill the young master of Wanhua Villa." Fang Zilan said with dignity, "Even if there is, Qianjin Fangzhu can cure it."

After she finished speaking, she took a step towards the woman, forcing her to step back repeatedly. She pretended to be calm and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Fang Zilan stopped and said word by word: "Go back and tell your master that if he dares to target Qianjinfang next time, don't blame me for being rude." "Madam Zhen, do you know who my master is?" The woman shouted boldly. Fang Zilan sneered, "What kind of gods can there be in the southeast? Cheng Zhimo, who is not even worthy of the capital, is treated like a treasure. I guess your master is just a little devil at night, and can only bully others in this dark gambling house."

"Who did Li Shengxuan appoint as the special envoy to the southeast?" Murong Qing felt strange. Li Shengxuan reacted too quickly, as if he had known for a long time that Li Qiyou would stay and something would happen in the southeast.

Meng Tingyang also vaguely felt that something was not right, but Fang Zilan was nearby, so he could not say much, so he could only reply: "It's Mr. Su Yun."

Su Yun? It's him again. Fang Zilan frowned. The last time he asked himself to be the Southeast Special Envoy was to find Su Che's family and Su Yuexi's whereabouts. This time...

Suddenly, what Yin Quanzhang said to her that night on the roof of Zuiyue Tower came to mind. He said -

"The murder of Mr. Suche and his family was not an accident, but someone did it deliberately."

"The people behind this are the Su family."

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Fang Zilan suddenly turned pale, turned around and was about to rush back to the post house. Murong Qing's voice came from behind her, "Sister, you are no longer the Duke of Xian Yue. No matter what you say or do, Su Yun may not believe it." you."

"So what?" Fang Zilan stopped and did not look back. She just said coldly: "Murong Qing, don't forget what you promised me."

Murong Qing did not speak until Fang Zilan's figure disappeared, then he asked Meng Tingyang: "When did Su Yun leave the capital?"

"About ten days ago." Meng Tingyang stood with his head down. Murong Qing glanced at him and said, "This is interesting. Go check and see if Su Yun and Fang Zilan had any connection, especially during the plague that year."

"Sir, do you suspect that Lord Su Yun had planned this?" Meng Tingyang looked solemn. Murong straightened his sleeves and nodded calmly.

"But..." Meng Tingyang hesitated. Murong Qing's expression turned cold. "I promised Fang Zilan that I would not interfere, but that doesn't mean I will be kept in the dark."

Fang Zilan, who had returned from the trip, heard their words clearly. She knew Murong Qing was not an easy person to deal with, but she couldn't spare the time to mediate with him at the moment. As long as he didn't do anything secretly, she would just let him be.

Thinking of this, Fang Zilan did not delay any longer and quickly returned to the inn. Before she entered the door, she saw Zhuge Yu and Su Yun coming out, so she had to hide in a hurry.

It was not until Su Yun left and Zhuge Yu was the only one left in the hall that Fang Zilan showed up and asked directly, "What is Su Yun doing here?"

Hearing the voice, Zhuge Yu turned around suddenly and asked blankly, "Where have you been?"

"Mushan Pass." Fang Zilan did not hide anything, but Zhuge Yu frowned, "What are you going to Mushan Pass for?"

"Nothing." Fang Zilan shook her head and asked again, "What is Su Yun doing here?"

"Lord Su said that he has the evidence we want." Zhuge Yu restrained his expression. Fang Zilan asked, "What evidence?"

"The jade pendant of Miss Su Yuexi." Before Zhuge Yu finished speaking, Fang Zilan's face turned pale, "Who are you talking about?"

"Su Yuexi." Zhuge Yu looked steadily at the person in front of him who rarely showed a panic expression, and said coldly: "Fang Zilan, during the plague that year, did you do something that you hid from everyone?"