Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 561 The Shadow (1)
The seventh month of the lunar calendar is a ghost month in folklore, mainly because of the Ghost Festival in the middle of July.

It is said that in the past month, supernatural events have occurred frequently in common people's homes, especially ten days before and after the Ghost Festival, families with small children will close the courtyard door at sunset, and the children are not allowed to go out to play. It is said that it is easy to be fooled around Hook away the soul.

People spread word of mouth, and even though they didn't know the truth, Mo Yan still followed the custom, bringing two little buns into the inner room as soon as it got dark.

During the day, I heard my cousin Mo Yu gossip about the town when she returned to her natal home. The head of a family dreamed of his dead parents, who said they had no place to live.

The head of this family felt that the dream in July was not groundless and seemed to indicate something, so he took his daughter-in-law back to his hometown and found that the tomb of his parents was occupied by another new tomb, which is quite taboo in terms of Feng Shui .

Mo Yu said it so magically that Mo Yan listened with great interest. This kind of strange gossip is also very common in modern times. Whether it is a coincidence or whether it is really a ghost dreaming, no one can tell.

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

This is what Mo Yan learned after coming to Dayue.

Although some folk customs are messy and unreasonable, some essences have been handed down, which are the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people.

In more than a month, Yingchuan will enter autumn.

Mo Yan has gotten used to the ordinary life in Yingchuan, and gradually forgot her superior status.

In the capital, being sought after by the wives of the officials and admired by others, Mo Yan can handle such a life, but in Yingchuan, among the countryside, she has returned to the ordinary, and she is also living happily, which is quite flattering.

In fact, Mo Yan's heart was hanging, and it took more than three months for Wanqi Yuling to arrive in the capital.

One month's journey took so long, one can imagine the danger on the road.

There would be a large-scale assassination every one or two days. If it weren't for the close protection of the hidden guards, he would be alone, even if he had monstrous abilities, he would not be able to perform them.

The emperor Wan Teng Yufeng sentenced Mo Zhongchen and Lu Shiqiu to beheaded.

Mo Yan is the princess of Nanping, a married daughter, she is a member of Wanqi's family, and Mo Qingyu led the troops to fight, and escaped unharmed because of misfortune. Mo Qingfeng is in the north, and the emperor is not good at arresting people with great fanfare. He is afraid that the soldiers on the border will be cold heart of.

joke!

After receiving the latest news, Mo Yan sneered, she wished she could go back to the capital, and kill this bastard Wanqi Yufeng with her hands!
Parents are in prison for half a year, how can they live comfortably in the Prime Minister's Mansion?
Wan Tu Yuling just returned to Kyoto and quickly controlled the situation in Kyoto, but the emperor complained of illness and did not go to the morning court for a few days.

Civil and military officials speculated that the emperor was terminally ill, and his life was not long. Just foaming at the mouth continuously in the morning was enough to make people horrified.

Regarding the recent major events in Kyoto, Mo Yan knows everything about it.

Earlier, because of Xiao Taohong's case, she had dealt with Zhang Ju, the magistrate of Baihua County. After understanding, she found that Zhang Ju was a good official who was dedicated to serving the people, and she strongly recommended it to Wan Tu Yuling.

Zhang Ju was convinced of her and respected her very much. After learning that Mo Xiang was in prison, he tried every means to write a letter for her.

But he is an official the size of a sesame seed, and his words are mild, so he doesn't have much effect.

This kind of intention is very precious, and it is remembered in Mo Yan's heart.

What she wants is not the icing on the cake, but the timely help.

Only when you are really in trouble can you see clearly who is the person you can trust.

The emperor's uncle returned to the capital and slowly deployed. It is impossible for the scandal of Wanqi's family to be revealed to the world, which is cheaper for that bastard.

He's just a lowly bastard, he really thinks of himself as a descendant of the Wanqi family!

"Mo Bing, the prince left me in Yingchuan, I'm always worried."

It was raining outside the window, and Mo Yan stood in front of the window. She liked to look at the dark distance in the rainy night, only a silhouette of the mountain, and would think of many rainy nights, and the days when she and Wanqi Yuling supported each other.

Every day feels so long without him by my side.

The twin brothers are growing up day by day, and will be half a year old in a flash.

"The point is, you are in Yingchuan, so the prince can rest assured."

Mo Bing explained the mystery in one sentence.

Only when Mo Yan's safety is guaranteed can Wanqi Yuling display her talents in the capital without any worries.

When Mo Yan discovered that the raw material of the fairy powder was poppies, Mo Yan instinctively determined that there was a conspiracy.

Later, our own side didn't startle the snake, and groped along this line, and found out that the barbarians in the north had colluded with Fandi.

Yu Fei'er checked privately that many generals in the North had the habit of taking fairy powder before the war.

This kind of thing can make people more energetic, and over time, the spirit will be sluggish, and they will twitch on the battlefield, allowing the enemy to seize the loopholes.

"Yuan Huanzhi is really not simple. He has been jumping around for so long and has not been discovered."

Mo Yan stretched out her hand, caught the icy rain, and saw the crystals falling on the palm of her hand, she squinted her eyes.

Being able to bend and stretch, for the sake of a great cause, he would not hesitate to sell his appearance, few people can do this.

"That's because the Yuan family is one of the hidden guards left by the ancestors of the Wanqi family."

It is impossible to know which dark guard it is, and the twelve dark guards have limited contact with each other.

Yuan Huanzhi betrayed the master, which means that a dark guard has joined the Yuan family's camp and is hiding in the market.

The union of Fandi did not happen overnight, perhaps decades ago, the Yuan family began to brew, and the barbarians were just a cover.

At first, Mo Yan thought that Yuan Huanzhi did this for Asu, the hero was saddened by the beauty pass, but she realized that she was wrong.

Not everyone, like Wanqi Yuling, values ​​the person by his side more.

"Sometimes I envy Sister Ying, at least she can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

Mo Yan knows martial arts, but has never been on the battlefield. Wan Qi Yuling is not sure, the battlefield is a cruel and bloody place, which can show too much of the dark side of human nature.

He has always protected her very well, even if he wants to leave, he will help her figure out a way out first.

At night, the hidden guards surrounded the village of Kaoshan, not letting in a sneaky person, Mo Yan didn't even feel that she and the little buns were also in danger.

Early the next morning, Mo Yan received a letter from Liaocheng.

Chen Ying and Mo Qingfeng didn't know that Mo Yan was in Yingchuan, so they sent people to Liaocheng, and then Mo Xiang sent someone to Yingchuan quickly.

He would receive letters every few days, Mo Yan twitched his lips when he saw the big characters on the envelope.

"Princess, you are in such a good mood, is it the prince's letter?"

Fat Ya didn't know a few words. She was holding the tea tray and saw that the lettering on the envelope was neat and pretty, but she couldn't read it.

In a flash, Wan Qi Yuling left for a few months without any news. Mo Yan looked like she was still the same as usual, doing needlework during the day, chatting with her family, and teasing the little buns. Only occasionally, she would look at a place in a daze, Or stare at the Zhuchai he gave you in a daze.

(End of this chapter)