Chapter 53 Chapter Ten: The Warmth of Fox Fur

On the second day of the spring hunting, Mu He Xifeng, the leader of the younger generation of the Mu He Clan, died in the Xibai Forest. His body was eaten by a tiger, his stomach was disembowelled, his head was broken and his chest was split. When he was found, his body was mostly incomplete.If it were not for the presence of Mu He Xifeng's mother, no one would have been able to recognize that the fuzzy pile of flesh and blood on the ground was the youngest son of Mu He's family who was usually high-spirited and dignified. The atmosphere of field hunting suddenly fell to freezing point. Mu He Xifeng led the army all the year round, and his martial arts skills were superb. Usually, thirty or fifty people couldn't get close to him. It was impossible for a tiger to kill him.Moreover, there was no trace of a fight at the scene, and Mu Hexifeng's sword hadn't even been drawn from its sheath. Under the cloud of suspicion, Mu He Xifeng's father, brother and uncles immediately went to Emperor Xia De to ask the Shanglu Court to accept the case, and firmly insisted that Mu He West Wind was killed by someone.

From then on, the situation became uncontrollable in an instant. Mu He's hands and eyes are now in the sky, and he controls most of the power in the court.In the Presbyterian Church, the Mu family of Lingnan never liked to get involved in the battles of the imperial capital, while the Zhuge family kept a low profile. The Helian family had been in decline since the previous generation and had long been a foil in the Presbyterian Church. The Shang family of Dongyue started as a sect. It has little influence on the government, while the Batuha family in the north is entrenched in the northwest, and its power in Beijing is weak. It has always been dependent on the Muhe family for survival.Now, the only Wei Clan who can fight against the Mu He family has made a big mistake again. Wei Shuyou was deprived of the position of governor of the capital. The hottest family in the world today.

Jiucheng Yasi stationed in the hunting grounds, surveyed and took samples, and interrogated everyone.West Bailin was blocked, and outsiders were strictly prohibited from entering or leaving.Even the incoming and outgoing letters must be closely monitored to prevent the criminal from lurking and the golden cicada from escaping.The royal family of Great Xia expressed great sympathy and support for the pain of the loss of the Mu He family, and supported them to do their best to find the murderer and arrest the criminals, so the hunting was forced to stop. Yan Xun's camp, located in the southwest of the hunting ground, has fallen into the tranquility of the night at this moment. The thick bearskin curtain was lifted, and a gust of cold wind blew in along the door.The lights on the desk flickered, and the man in the moon-white robe raised his head, his eyes were dark and deep.

"My lord, isn't the girl here?" Ah Jing's eyes rolled around in the tent, then turned around and was about to exit.Yan Xun raised his eyebrows and raised his voice, "What's the matter?" "The Thirteenth Highness just sent someone to send this, saying it's for the girl." Yan Xun frowned slightly, put down the scroll in his hand, and said, "Oh, let's put it here first." "yes." Ah Jing agreed and withdrew.The wind outside the tent whizzed against the roof of the tent, humming and encouraging.Yan Xun looked at the slightly moving curtain, and didn't move for a long time, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes glanced at the burden on the desk, and he remained silent.

The burden is very thick, it is Subei Gu embroidery with purple and gold embroidered silk, with orchid and hu brocade as the base, Qingyue and white lotus as the picture, both ends are tied to death with knots, so you can't see what's inside. Yan Xun only glanced at it, then turned his head and continued to read as if nothing had happened, the room was very quiet, even the footsteps of soldiers passing by outside could be heard clearly, but for some reason, in such a quiet environment, the man suddenly felt a little nervous. Annoyed and can't stand it anymore. He stood up, walked to the tea table beside him, and poured a cup of tea.The tea tasted fresh and fragrant, and it was newly sent tribute tea from Lingnan. Zhao Zhengde didn't like drinking tea, so he scattered it to everyone in the palace.Lingnan is rich in silk tea. This tea is called Hongnv. According to legend, it was picked by a dignified maiden with the tip of her tongue in the early morning. It is extremely precious.Although the taste is not much better than that of ordinary tea, it is just like the feeling when tasting tea.

With Yan Xun's identity, he is naturally not blessed to enjoy the tribute, but what no one knows is that the person behind the scenes of the current Lingnan tea house is this Yanbei prince who lives in a secluded palace.Even the Mu family, the local emperor in Lingnan, didn't know about this. Yan Xun took the tea and returned to the desk, the fragrant tea seemed to bring his mood back to tranquility.Yan Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was indifferent, and his steps were calm, but the moment he sat down, his palm suddenly tilted, and the water in the glass poured down. With a puff, all the tea was sprinkled on the burden, and it permeated quickly.The man's face was calm, and he quietly watched the tea spread little by little, without any sign of panic.After a long time, he suddenly said to himself: "I got wet, you should open it and deal with it."

In the middle of the night, Chu Qiao came back, and after hearing Ah Jing's words, she came to Yan Xun's tent and said, "Yan Xun, are you looking for me?" "Oh," Yan Xun put the scroll on and stood up, his moon-white gown glowed softly under the light, "You're back, it's cold outside." "It's okay." Chu Qiao walked to the brazier, took off the fox fur to warm her hands, warmed it in front of the charcoal fire, and raised her head: "What do you want?" "It's nothing. I just came over from Hetian, and everything I said was trying to test my whereabouts yesterday."

Chu Qiao smiled coldly: "They are ants on the hot pot now. They have been stationed in Hetian for many years in the north. They started as a small general. Zhao Che was sent to the border town for a few years and he had some friendship with him. If it weren't for Zhao Che Che understood, how could he ascend to heaven with chickens and dogs? Now that Zhao Che is in trouble, he naturally wants to help. But I don't think it was Zhao Che who ordered him to come. Zhao Che is arrogant and would not bother to do such a thing. " Yan Xun nodded: "When he was in northern Xinjiang, he had some contacts with my father and elder brother."

"Yu Hetian is a villain. Back then, he presented topographical maps to Beijing and sold Yanbei, and now he is here to watch the wind and steal corners. If you don't want to pay attention to him, just leave it to me." "Well, I don't want to see him again." The lights were flickering, Chu Qiao moved her feet, approached the brazier, and said: "That's easy, just find a suitable way to let Zhao Che know that Yu Hetian has come to our camp tonight. With his arrogant and suspicious personality, he must be suspicious. Be on guard, so you won't care about what happened to Yu Hetian. We don't want us to do this kind of thing ourselves."

"En," Yan Xun nodded, "Go and arrange it." "By the way, Yan Xun, is that what you asked me for?" "No." Yan Xun stood up, walked to the back tent, took out a white jade box, and said, "Wenting sent a piece of clothing yesterday, I must have taken the wrong one in a hurry, it was a woman's style, here it is. " Chu Qiao took it over, frowned and said, "Ji Wenting has been giving you gifts all day long, how could he be so careless this time?" Chu Qiao opened it, and couldn't help but her eyes lit up. She saw that it was a big white fox fur fur, which was placed neatly in the box. Smooth and clean, without a trace of variegation, the whole body is smooth, like fine silk and satin.The cuffs are adorned with the fluff of the chest and abdomen carved with white feathers, and the lapels are dazzling. They are all bright black sea pearls, and they are the best at first glance.

Chu Qiao couldn't help being taken aback, and said, "Ji Wenting spent a lot of money on this." Yan Xun didn't answer, turned around and returned to the desk. "Then I'll go first." "Oh, wait." As if suddenly remembering something, Yan Xun handed over a bundle and said, "I almost forgot, this is just sent to you by Zhao Song." Chu Qiao took it, shook it with her hand, immediately knew what it was, and was about to leave when Yan Xun asked, "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?" "It's the snowskin coat of the Cysorians. He said he would give it to me the day before yesterday, but he didn't expect it to be sent here." "Oh," Yan Xun nodded, and said, "Siser and my father had a close relationship in the early years. There were riots in five or six counties a while ago. Although it was just a piece of clothing, we have a special position. To avoid suspicion." "I understand," Chu Qiao nodded, "I've thought about it a long time ago, but I'm embarrassed to save Thirteen's face, he is more enthusiastic, you know that." "You have always done things safely, and I am most at ease. It's late, go and rest." "Well, you go to bed early too." Chu Qiao agreed, turned around and walked out. After a while, Ah Jing rushed in and said to Yan Xun, "My lord, why did the girl take the clothes? Mr. Wu deliberately found them from Beimingyuan." The rare thing that came, isn’t the son planning to give it to Mrs. Dongyue Shang as a birthday gift?” Yan Xun looked down at the book without even raising his eyes, and said in a calm tone: "If you don't have it, find another one. If you can't find it, you won't give it away." Ah Jing was stunned for a moment, and when he realized, Yan Xun had already left the desk and returned to the inner tent to sleep. It was snowing heavily outside the house, this night, except for Yan Xun's camp, no one could sleep peacefully during the whole spring hunting meeting.