Ling Yue and Wu Lang have experienced a lot of things and know what to do. Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli don't think they are children and hide many things from them, so as not to raise them up to be stupid people who don't know the dangers of the world.

No child is too young to know these darknesses. The enemy doesn't care whether you are a child or not.

Ling Yue couldn't figure it out, "Why did the Lin family kill my mother and ruin my father's future? Princess Shun and my mother are cousins."

Rong Chuan said: "I speculate that it has something to do with my aunt being kidnapped and trafficked. Maybe they were the one responsible."

Ling Yue and Wu Lang were both shocked and their faces turned pale.

Ling Yue's eyes turned slightly and she found the key to the problem, "But my mother has lost her memory and can't remember what happened back then. It has been almost two years since the Shangguan family found my mother. Why didn't they take action before? Why did they do it suddenly?"

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Wulang said: "Do they suspect that my mother has remembered it?"

Rong Chuan touched his head approvingly and said, "Maybe someone told them that Auntie has not lost her memory or will regain her memory."

Ling Yue said: "Then someone borrowed a knife from the Lin family?"

Rong Chuan looked at her with bright eyes, "Ling Yue is really smart."

Ling Yue's little face blushed slightly, "I was just thinking about it."

Wulang's little face bulged as he ate, "Wulang is also smart, but he just eats and doesn't bother to think."

Dongming Ziyu chuckled and touched his head, "I speculate that Liu Jiahui fell in love with King Shun back then. But King Shun and your mother were already engaged, and King Shun didn't like her, and her family's official position was also low.

She is not qualified to be Princess Shun.

So, she arranged for your mother to disappear, and then, as a good sister and a person who experienced it, she recalled and searched for her with Prince Shun, and then fell in love over time or used a trick to become Princess Shun."

Ling Yue said: "My mother knew the truth when she was kidnapped, so she was afraid that my mother would regain her memory and report her!"

Rong Chuan smiled and nodded, thinking: Auntie is not dead. She is now Princess Shun. If she reports on her, she has the ability to deal with it. She will just lose some face. She is not afraid of reporting. What she is afraid of is losing King Shun's favor, because King Shun still refuses to do so.

Thinking of my aunt.

Of course, he couldn't say these words out loud. He looked at each other and understood Dongming Ziyu tacitly.

After listening to their speculation, Shangguan Ruoli felt that it was reasonable and asked: "I have obviously not recovered my memory. Who wants me dead more than Lin Jiahui? Who wants to borrow her knife to kill me?"

Rong Chuan said: "I will check it out."

Dongming Ziyu said: "No matter what, we have to let the Shangguan family spread the news that your amnesia cannot be cured to the ears of the Lin family and Lin Jiahui."

Shangguan Ruoli said: "I will talk to them when I send the children off."

Dongming Ziyu said: "I have finished the exam. I don't need to endorse it every day. I will take my parents and you to visit the capital and surrounding areas."

I haven't traveled around much since I came to the capital. It will be a month before the results of the high school entrance examination are released. As for the time of the palace examination, it depends on the emperor's wishes. You can relax during this period.

After seven days, Gu Lingyun recovered from his illness and sent a message inviting Dongming Ziyu to attend the cultural gathering.

He knew the organizer, a Juren named Zhou Xuanyi, a member of the Prime Minister's tribe and the Jieyuan of his hometown state.

Dongming Ziyu looked at the place above and saw that it was a famous teahouse called Fengyue Pavilion. When he heard the name, it was not a teahouse in the ordinary sense. There were singing and dancing prostitutes and other one-stop services.

Since ancient times, talented people have been popular, and students hold poetry and literary gatherings in romantic places. They are also said to be elegant, and no one really criticizes them.

Dongming Ziyu did not go, but said to the boy who sent the post: "I tell you, young master, I advise him not to go. This kind of occasion is drunk and lustful. If something happens, it will affect your reputation. If you fall into drunkenness and lust, your mind will be unstable."

Reputation will directly affect your ranking in the examination."

Although the examination process is strictly controlled, if someone criticizes you for having a poor performance during the ranking, your ranking will be affected, or you may even fail the ranking.

He almost fell into trouble in the examination room, but he didn't want to go to such a sensitive place. He took his parents, Shangguan Ruoli and the two children out of the city to go sightseeing, see the Yellow River Falls, and visit famous mountains and rivers.

After playing for five days, they came back. It was the day of the formal poetry meeting. They passed by the street under Fengyue Pavilion and could hear the sound of silk and bamboo singing inside.

There are people dressed as scholars standing on the terrace, waving fans, admiring the street scene, shaking their heads as if reciting poems and composing poems.

Gu Lingyun went anyway after being encouraged by his classmates and friends. He was an aristocratic son from the capital. He had a warm and public temperament and was easy to make friends. He liked this kind of occasion the most.

"Hey! Isn't that the flattering Master Jieyuan?" More than one person recognized Dongming Ziyu who was riding by and pointed at the street with his fan to let everyone recognize him.

A scholar also recognized him and greeted with a smile: "Brother Dong, come up and have a drink and discuss with everyone."

Someone shouted: "Yes, I have already passed by. If you don't come up, it would be disrespectful to Mr. Zhou?!"

Zhou Xuanyi walked out of the room at the back and clasped his fists at Dongming Ziyu, "Brother Dong, it's fate to pass by. Please come up and talk about it. In the future, I am not my colleague but also the same age as these people. Give me face."

Gu Lingyun also came out, stretched his neck to look behind him, his eyes lit up, and he waved: "Uncle Dong, you are back!"

Dongming Ziyu nodded slightly, clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I just came back from a trip with my family. I'm not dressed appropriately and I'm tired. Let's get together some other time."

The one who recognized Dongming Ziyu first said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. We are all of the same age. We don't stick to trivial matters. Come up and have a glass of wine and let others squeeze your shoulders to relieve your tiredness!"

Some people booed, "Hahaha, that's right, that's right, come on Brother Dong."

"Don't be so rigid and rigid, and don't give everyone face!"

"There is a carriage, a coachman, and a servant, so there is no need for you to send your family back. Come and get together."

Shangguan Ruoli sat in the carriage and frowned as he listened.

Mrs. Qian beat her sore legs, squinted her eyes, stretched her neck, and looked out through the gap in the car curtains, "Why do I feel that these people are uneasy and well-intentioned? They are too enthusiastic. People say that they are tired after returning from the tour."

Yes, you are still dragging it up in vain!"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "If Father Wulang doesn't go up, he won't give them face, and it will appear that he doesn't understand the ways of the world and is not polite."

Wulang wondered, "Are these people all trying to cause harm?"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "It's not necessarily a bad thing. Your father is a flattering Jie Yuan. He has not participated in many poetry and literary conferences. They also want to see if he has real talent and knowledge, and feel the depth of it."

Ling Yue was quite relieved, "If they want to plot against dad, I'm afraid they don't have the ability."

Mrs. Qian's eyes lit up with alertness, "What do you know? For some troubles, just a shadow is enough, there is no need to have one! As long as your father goes up, as long as they take action, no matter whether the matter is successful or not, they will be messed up.

Sexy!"

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