Before leaving, Fu Jingchao asked one last question, "Brother, does he know his identity?"
Mr. Xie said, "When he came to Xie's house last time in Jiangnan, he already knew it."
"That's good."
Three days later, everyone was relieved that the emperor had no acne and that the fever he had before was just a cold.
The gates of the palace are still locked, and people in the concubine's palace are not allowed to wander around the palace.
Fu Jingchao couldn't get in either, so he had to send a letter to the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother opened her heart, and there was only one line on it: I am leaving, and I hope you will take care of me.
The Queen Mother wrote back a letter: Have a safe journey and will return home in the peaceful and prosperous times of the Qing Dynasty.
"Have someone deliver the letter and let him go in peace."
The Queen Mother's eyes were red and she might as well leave. Over the years, she had already seen through that the Emperor was not a tolerant character.
After the items in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion warehouse were shipped out batch by batch, Fu Jingchao left quietly with his people on a cold winter night.
In the entire Zhennan Palace, there were only a few old servants who were unwilling to leave and voluntarily stayed to guard the old mansion.
Fu Jingchao asked Hongling to give each of them money, and told them to leave Zhennan Palace if they encountered danger.
The entire Zhennan Palace was evacuated and turned into an empty house.
After Fu Jingchao left Beijing, he immediately changed his identity and took a very circuitous route to Yannan.
He didn't come back after leaving the city, and Nangong Xian was the first to realize something was wrong.
"He's trying to get rid of the fire, but he's quite courageous."
Nangong Xian did nothing. In fact, he couldn't do anything.
The turmoil at the border is exactly when the Fu family's army is needed. As long as the Fu family does not immediately rise up in rebellion, the emperor will not really break up with the Fu family.
Ten days later, the emperor began to resume normal court affairs.
News also came from the Imperial Mansion that Princess Hanguang's illness was improving and there was no fear for her life.
The emperor was ready to make a move again and sent someone to summon Fu Jingchao.
Lin Zheng didn't return to the palace until dark. As soon as she entered, she knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please punish me. It's my servant who came back late."
The emperor asked impatiently, "Where is the person I asked you to take?"
Lin Zheng lowered his head and said, "The gatekeeper of Zhennan Palace said that the prince went out a few days ago and has not returned. The servant waited until dark and didn't see anyone before returning to the palace."
The emperor had a bad premonition and was about to ask Yu Huai to investigate. Then he remembered that Yu Huai had gone to the border with Yulongwei.
"Have someone tell me immediately where Fu Jingchao is."
Dongchang brought accurate news the next day: Fu Jingchao disappeared after leaving the city.
The emperor went straight to Cining Palace and said in a bad tone, "Does the Queen Mother know where Jing Chao went?"
The Queen Mother looked at him in surprise, "That child has disliked being controlled since he was a child. How can you tell me where he has gone?"
The emperor sneered, "He is very courageous. He disappears without saying hello. This is because he is sure that I dare not punish him!"
The Queen Mother slowly took a sip of hot tea and said, "Your Majesty's words are serious. He is such an adult and he does not hold any court position. It is normal for him to run out to play when he gets playful."
The emperor had long ago dismissed Fu Jingchao, and Fu Jingchao no longer had an official position.
There is really no need to report to the emperor where he is going.
The emperor also understood the implication of the Queen Mother's words. He was a majestic emperor and could not punish Fu Jingchao just because he went out without telling him.
"It seems that he is not satisfied with my marriage."
The Queen Mother said calmly, "It is his honor for the emperor to grant him a marriage."
The emperor flicked his sleeves and left.
Fu Jingchao was nowhere to be found, and King Zhennan and Fu Siye were at the border. He really didn't know where to give this edict.
You can't give it to the Queen Mother, or let the servants of Zhennan Palace take over.
Finally, the emperor put the marriage decree into a box and sat in the imperial study until dark.
Lin Zheng said bravely, "Your Majesty, dinner is ready."
The emperor's eyes were dark and he said, "What do you think I will do to send the imperial edict to the border?"
Lin Zheng didn't dare to accept these words, so she could only lower her head in fear and remain silent.
The emperor sighed, "That's all, let's go to Wan Zhaoyi Palace."
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After Shen Xingwan and his group left Shengjing, they did not dare to return to Jiangnan and did not choose a normal route.
Instead, he followed Mo Beichen and set off to Mobei disguised as a group of Jianghu people.
Shen Xingwan was dressed in white clothes, holding a white fan. He hung a jade pendant around his waist and tied up his hair. He used makeup, one of the four major evil arts in China, to disguise himself as a handsome young man.
Shen Xingwan was very satisfied with his appearance. He was a young and thin man, with an air of nobility in his movements.
A few people were resting in an inn, and Shen Ruoyan also changed her appearance, becoming a heroic young heroine.
"Have you heard that this time, the four major sects will send people to attend the Yufu sword discussion?"
"Tsk, tsk, not only the four major sects, but also many old monsters who have been hiding in the world are coming out."
"I just want to see the face of the little fairy Jiang Sheng..."
"There are rumors that Mo Beichen is going this time too."
"Didn't you say he died in a few years..."
The client, Mo Beichen, was drinking calmly, and Shen Xingwan raised an eyebrow at him.
Mo Beichen said, "Can I let the news out? There are always a lot of rumors in the world."
Shen Ruoyan said excitedly, "What kind of sword theory is this? Can we go and have a look?"
Mingyi said in confusion, "Isn't it just a group of people fighting? What's there to see?"
Jiang Shiyilang explained patiently, "The sword discussion in Fushan takes place once every five years. It is said to be a sword discussion, but in fact it is to determine the martial arts rankings and celebrity lists. Every time, there are young juniors who make a blockbuster success and become famous in the world."
Mo Beichen won the first place on the rookie list with his extraordinary swordsmanship and became famous ever since.
Jiang Shiyilang said, "If you go to Mobei, you have to pass by Yufu Mountain anyway, so you might as well go and have a look. It just so happens that you are now the young master of a reclusive martial arts family."
Yes, Shen Zhou's current identity to the outside world is Ning Yue, the young master of a martial arts family who came out to practice.
Shen Xingwan immediately agreed, "Then let's go and see it."
Now that they are all out, she is also full of yearning for the world of joy and hatred.
Jiang Shiyilang looked at Mo Beichen with a gossipy face, "Are you going to take advantage of this opportunity to come back? There is someone who has been looking for you."
Mo Beichen drank all the contents in the cup, "Our current situation is best to keep a low profile."
"Tsk, tsk, how heartless."
Shen Xingwan instantly smelled the gossip and blinked wildly to hint Jiang Shiyilang to talk more.
Mo Beichen ruthlessly took a piece of meat and stuffed it into Jiang Shiyilang's mouth, "Watch your mouth."
Shen Xingwan felt a little regretful that Mo Beichen never mentioned the past. She really didn't know what kind of stories he had in the past.
The inn is becoming more and more lively, and there are more and more strange people in the world.
Shen Xingwan and Shen Ruoyan looked so ignorant that their eyes widened.
★Because it is a transitional chapter these days, it may be a bit boring. I will enter a new stage soon.
