MTL - The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister-Chapter 181 fall asleep again

  Most of the victims in Wangguizhuang were Jianghu people with martial arts skills.

  Wangguizhuang originally arranged for these men with martial arts skills to be guards, such as Tu Bai, who used to be Wangguizhuang's guards. Therefore, when the assassins invaded, it was not as if they were in the land of no one.

It's just that there were more than fifty assassins in that group, all of them were skilled in martial arts, while the number of guards was less than half of them, and their martial arts were uneven. When they meet head-on, it's like a mantis holding a car.

   On the first day of Wangguizhuang's accident, Gu Fei and Shisan divided into two groups. Gu Fei was in charge of burying the victims of Wangguizhuang, and Shisan was in charge of investigating the assassins who committed suicide after taking poison after failed assassinations.

  The number of people is a bit too much, and four or five rows are neatly arranged in the peaceful Wangguizhuang courtyard, which is really scary.

   Fortunately, Tu Bai followed Pei You over in the afternoon. Together, the two of them had already finished examining the body by nightfall. Tu Bai arranged for them to be buried, and Shisan took everyone's portraits down the mountain for further investigation.

  In the quiet hall, a wisp of green smoke curled up.

  Pei You knelt on the futon with an elegant posture and slightly drooping eyes.

  The old man in the chief seat sighed softly: "Forgive me, there is no need to blame yourself. Since I decided to open the door to accept disciples, I knew that there was no possibility of escaping from the world. How can I avoid the troubles of the world when I am in the world?"

"The old man is confused. The old man wants you to become an official, become an official, and make a difference, but also wants to go out of the world and do nothing to open up this paradise. I don't know that the officialdom is dangerous, people's hearts and ghosts are ghosts, this is an extraterrestrial world for me. The land, to others, is a sharp edge that restrains you."

   "Today it is you who show the edge, and in the future, the second child, the third child, and any student who shows his edge again, it is still inevitable for Wang Guizhuang to do the same thing."

  The old man shook his head and stroked his snow-white beard: "So, it's my fault."

  Pei You looked calm, and leaned over to salute: "Forgive me for not daring to make excuses, it is really the student's fault."

  The old man sighed and went over to help him up himself.

   "Excuse me, after this incident, it should be a wake-up call for the old man." The old man sighed again, with a bit of vicissitudes in his hale and hearty eyes, "The old man is getting old, and it's time to go back to the village."

  Pei You's eyelashes slightly closed, and he raised his eyes.

"Don't worry." The old man raised his hand to stop what Pei You was about to say, "I have discussed with you this morning, men, women and children in the village who are willing to be together can continue to live together, and those who are willing to venture alone can be born as they wish The children in the manor will be handed over to Agui and Aji, and they will build the manor again."

   "But that manor has nothing to do with you, other students, or me. From now on, you will be you, and they will be them. Do you understand what this old man means?"

  Pei You's eyebrows and eyes were lightly drawn, and her thin lips were slightly pursed.

  He naturally understood.

   Dismantling Wanggui Village and rebuilding a manor that has nothing to do with him as a teacher or the students who have become officials. Only when he is truly born can he truly stand aloof from the world.

   "If there is anything that He Shu can help you with, please be sure to speak up, teacher." Pei You drooped his eyes, and his voice was calm.

  The old man looked at him with relief: "I just hope you don't forget the mission on your shoulders, and don't forget the old man's years of teaching."

  The conversation between the two was at noon on the third day when the incident happened. Pei You pushed open the barrier door, and the sunlight outside was shining through, illuminating the unmelted snow white and clean.

   "Eldest Young Master!" As soon as the man went out, a child rushed over and hugged his thigh like an arrow from the string.

   Douding smiled and raised his head: "My lord, where is your bride? You didn't bring it last time, why didn't you bring it this time?"

  Pei You squatted down, with rare kindness in his eyes, and took out a small cloth bag from his sleeve: "I promised you last time."

  Douding grabbed the cloth bag and jumped up: "Yeah! There's more candies!"

  When Tu Bai brought Shisanqian back to report, he happened to bump into Douding running out happily, and they looked at each other at the same time, feeling a trace of happiness in each other's eyes.

   Fortunately.

   Just a little bit.

   Seeing the two of them coming, Pei You stepped forward with his hands behind his back.

   It wasn't until they were far away from the courtyard and reached the bottom of a tree where there was no sound, that they turned around and said, "Any clues?"

  Thirteen submitted a portrait: "This person, Lu Qianxun, is a person from the capital. It was found that his cousin had a close relationship with the commander of the Jinwu Guard. Before the incident happened the night before, the two had met. It may not be simple."

  Pei You didn't seem to be surprised, his complexion was very calm, he glanced at the rolled-up portrait, and didn't even intend to take a look at it, he turned his eyes away, his brows and eyes were so pale that he couldn't detect the color.

  Thirteen and Tu Bai both lowered their heads and remained silent.

  The momentary briskness when he first met Douding has long since disappeared.

  Jin Wuwei, anyone can guess that the person behind this is not simple.

   "Your Majesty will return to Beijing from the palace tomorrow. Once he enters Beijing, please come and report." Pei You squinted at the snow in the distance and said softly.

  Knowing that this was an order to him, Tu Bai immediately bowed his hands and accepted the order.

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  Wen Ning tried every means to sleep in Qinghui Hall.

   I slept in the main house for two nights without dreaming. After thinking about it, I went to the study to sleep again.

  The study took a nap, but still did not dream, and wondered if it was due to the time of day? Do you need to be in a specific place at a specific time?

  Some weird stories are written in this way, special events have special triggering mechanisms!

  That night, Wen Ning followed the time of day, worried that she would not be able to sleep, and asked Linglan to prepare a soothing soup.

  Unfortunately, I still feel very stable.

   On the third day, Linglan couldn't bear it anymore.

   "Girl, do you..." She hesitated to speak, "Do you... Miss my uncle too much?"

  This...is it a bit crazy to think about it?

   She went to sleep in my uncle's study.

   You must know that the earth dragon in the study is not hot, and she never goes through it in the winter.

   "Why don't you ask Wang Qinsheng to send a message to see if my uncle can come back sooner?" Linglan leaned close to Wen Ning with concern.

  Wen Ning was very annoyed.

  She felt inexplicably anxious.

  In the past few days, besides trying to find ways to sleep, she was still racking her brains to remember Pei You in her previous life.

  In the winter of Jiahe's seventeen years, did anything special happen to him?

not at all.

  In other words, she was in that courtyard at that time, and she didn't even know if anything happened to him.

   "Girl?" Linglan shook Wen Ning's arm.

  Wen Ning lay on the tea table with her arms under her pillow: "Linglan, why don't you cook another soothing soup?"

  Linglan: "..."

   "Go quickly, I'm in a terrible panic." Wen Ning pushed Linglan.

  Linglan couldn't do it, after all, the Anshen Tang was not something that would harm the body, so Wen Ning said, so she went.

  As soon as Linglan left, Wen Ning called Shiliu: "What is your son doing these two days? Is there any new news?"

   "Young master will preside over the burial of the dead in the village these two days, visit and comfort the wounded, and there will be some changes in the village. Young master will discuss and arrange with several principals."

  Perhaps even he felt that Wen Ning was a little abnormal, and it was rare for a wooden person to say a word of comfort: "Your Majesty will return to Beijing tomorrow. After seeing His Majesty, the young master will definitely return home."

  Wen Ning frowned, and waved his hand to make him back away.

  Wait for Linglan to bring the soothing soup, Wen Ning drank it in one gulp, and went on to the study.

  She didn't believe it, she could only have that dream once!

  Wen Ning lay down to sleep when she arrived in the study, but this time... she slept too much in the past two days, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

  Finally she got up and sat down at Pei You's desk.

  People were a little upset and irritable, so they flipped through the book in a disorganized manner.

  This book is just a little boring book. She can't read a few pages when she is in a good mood, let alone this time?

   Randomly flipped through two pages and threw them aside.

  Flipping to the end of such a stack of books, I saw a piece of paper at the bottom of the book.

  Wen Ning picked it up and looked, she still wrote it to Pei You.

   "It's boring in the boudoir, Luoxuan Pavilion has a new play, do you have time for tea?"

   It was the time I asked him out for tea before getting married.

   Such a boring piece of paper, I don’t know what he keeps it for...

  Wen Ning wanted to throw it aside after seeing it, but suddenly thought, could it be... because of the paper?

  That night she burned a piece of paper she wrote, and then she felt a little sleepy before going to bed.

   It was still afternoon, and the lights in the study were not lit. Wen Ning immediately took out the fire folder, lit the oil lamp, and moved the piece of paper over nervously.

  The paper burns, exuding a rich aroma. A piece of paper was burned, and Wen Ning lay on the bed as she wished, and fell asleep again.

   Just as she was floating in the dream, an urgent call was sent from the palace.

  In the evening, someone from the palace knocked on the gate of Wangguizhuang.

  When such a big event happened in Zhuangzhong, the gatekeeper was very cautious when opening the door, and only opened a very small crack.

  Seeing the attire of the people outside the door, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately asked his companion to call for someone.

   When the door opened and Pei You walked out from the manor, the palace servants holding whisks respectfully saluted: "My lord, the queen empress invites my lord to meet you when you enter the palace."

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