Late at midnight.

The young man in a wide black robe walked out of Chaosi Lane and secretly appeared outside the mansion of the Censor Zhongcheng.

There is no one around the street entrance, and the door of the mansion is closed.

Li Mengzhou looked up at the dark clouds rolling in the night sky, as if white marks appeared in the air. They were falling snowflakes. It finally fell again on New Year's Eve.

The capital is very lively, and today will be a sleepless night.

But the street in front of Dan Tai Jing’s mansion was very quiet, and it seemed that it was affected by the murder case. The people did not dare to make noise here and stayed away from this place independently.

He sighed softly, feeling that something might have happened to his mind.

He knew that it was easy to be suspected by Xuan Zhengsi when he appeared outside Dan Tai Jing's mansion at this moment, but he still appeared here by chance.

It was just because Gu Shiyan was no longer cold but had a confused look.

"Although I've never been afraid of trouble, it's the first time I've been asking for trouble."

Of course, he could not appear here in his true form. Even if Xuan Zhengsi discovered that someone had entered Dan Tai Jing's mansion, as long as he could not see his face, he could not find his body.

With this mentality in mind, Li Mengzhou did not hesitate too much and jumped over the door wall.

Under the cover of the night, he was wearing a black robe. If he had not met someone with excellent vision or an extremely powerful practitioner, no one would have seen him.

The mansion was not very big. After all, Dan Tai Jing was just the Chief Censor, not the person in the highest position in the Censorate. He sneaked all the way, and Li Mengzhou also found that there were very few servants in the mansion. Although some guards were patrolling, they were still in groups of three or three.

Perhaps it is because of the New Year that these people who are servants in powerful families will go home for the New Year, and only a few people continue to serve their masters.

Besides the young man with the peak cultivation level of inheriting the artistic conception and the guards in Dan Tai Jing's mansion who met outside Jialan Temple, the highest cultivation level of inheriting the moral conception is nothing but the inferior state of inheriting the moral conception. For Li Mengzhou, it is not a danger.

So he easily sneaked into the backyard.

As he tried to find the location of the censor's wife, he suddenly heard a whisper.

In the courtyard in the north corner of the backyard, the lights were brightly lit and there was no servant.

There was only a pale boy sitting in an iron wheelchair. On the left hand of the boy, Dan Taijing's wife squatted on the ground, holding the boy's thin bone's palm with both hands, staring at him with warmth, but her eyes were flashing with tears.

The boy in the wheelchair had no expression on his face and looked ahead with a dull look, not knowing what he was looking at, or even he didn't know.

This is Dan Tai Jing's son who is born with disabilities and has problems with his brain. Dan Tai Wudai.

This name is already very obvious, because I hope to be free from illness because I am sick.

The Dan Taijing and his wife couldn't count on how great their son could achieve, and they just hoped that they could be free from illness and disaster.

When Li Mengzhou saw this boy who seemed to be about the same age as him, he was quite moved.

Even though he felt that Dan Tai Jing was innocent, his son was innocent, and when that incident happened, Dan Tai Wubing was only four or five years old.

Li Mengzhou will remember some things at this age and will never forget them in his life. The boy in the wheelchair can do it, but if he has a problem with his head, he may not even know his parents, so he will not be able to have any interaction with Li Mengzhou again.

He would never even dream of the intersection between Dan Tai Wubing and him only started now...

The bustling New Year's Eve is beyond imagination, especially in the capital, where fireworks bloom in the night sky, gorgeous like daylight.

There are too many rich people in the capital.

Whether it is the fireworks prepared in the court, the daughters of the princes of various powerful families, or the wealthy businessmen, they will not be stingy with their own money. The fireworks blooming in the night sky are the vast white silver that has disappeared.

In the eyes of ordinary people, what a joyful and indignant picture.

Fireworks cover the entire capital, and even nearby towns with a radius of hundreds of miles can see the grand scenery from the capital as long as you look up.

Especially on the banks of Yueming Lake, where Wenrou Township is located, it is the most prosperous place in the entire capital, and the temple fair is also held here.

Even the palace is no longer cold and has become a little popular.

But only Dan Tai Jing's mansion is quiet and weird.

To celebrate the New Year, there was no white silk hanging in the mansion, and Dan Tai Jing's body was still stored in Xuanzhengsi.

"Sick son, people often talk about the fact that Langya City, the capital of Jiangguo, is the most powerful city in the world. Students from all over the country want to enter Langya. But the reason why Langya City is the most powerful city in the world is because of the existence of academies. This is the foundation of Jiangguo's founding."

"Every dynasty in the world has an academy, but only the academy in Jiangguodu is orthodox. This is a holy place for scholars and a place for scholars to seek wealth."

"Even if people who don't know big words or even have no special abilities, even if they enter the world's number one city, they will not get wealth. Moreover, they step into the endless abyss, have no ability to protect themselves, and do not know many powerful friends. This Langya City will only be a place where people eat and not spit out their bones."

The Censor gently patted the back of his son's hand, looked at him warmly, and said softly: "Although your father is talented, he has no life. After suffering in the Censorate for many years, he is still just a small person. There is a reason why your father became the Chief Censor. Although I don't know the hidden truth, I know clearly that there is a big person behind your father."

"But this big man doesn't really value your father. He just needs your father to help him do something. Even if it's not your father who does it, it can be someone else. It's just that your father is lucky or unfortunately entered the sight of the big man."

"Your father has left, but I actually know very well in my heart that the bandits in Yeskull Mountain will not be the culprit, because they do not have the ability to kill your father. I could have asked the big man for advice, but only your father knows the identity of the big man. If the big man had not come to him, I would not have found him, so how could I ask for advice..."

"Although I am just a woman, I don't know anything. No matter what, your father is doing things for that big man after all, and the people he offended over the years are all because of that big man.

Therefore, your father must have suffered revenge from some people when he suffered this misfortune. The great man should come forward. Even if the murderer cannot be found, you should let your father be buried as soon as possible. However, after a few days, the great man has never appeared.

Maybe he had forgotten your father at all, or maybe he didn't care about your father's life or death."

The Censor said a lot, and Dan Tai Wubing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, always kept his dull appearance, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

Li Mengzhou, hiding in the dark, was listening carefully to every word the censor said.

As expected, the so-called big shot should be Lu King Qin Chengyi.

Whether it is Zhang Chong from the Military Department or Dan Tai Jing from the Censorate, they are just insignificant people under Qin Chengyi, but Dan Tai Jing still has some status after all. Even if Qin Chengyi doesn't care about these things, the deaths of Zhang Chong and Dan Tai Jing will always make him guess something, and he shouldn't really ignore it.

Li Mengzhou had never really met Qin Chengyi, and he had no way to speculate what he was thinking.

But Qin Chengyi must be an extremely difficult person to deal with.

"I wanted to go over and accompany your father, but you are the only bloodline of the Dan Tai family and my only son. I can't leave you alone. If you were a normal person, maybe I would make that kind of decision. But no matter how sad I feel in my heart, I have to protect you, so I can't die."

The Censor's wife was still talking softly.

Dan Tai Wubing, who was sitting in a wheelchair, finally reacted a little.

His unsightly eyes trembled at first, then looked down at his mother, his mouth widened and muttered, "I want to eat, I want to eat..."

The Censor's body was stiff and he looked at his son with a very complicated look. She didn't speak, and tears were still flowing.

Dan Tai Wubing, who had not received a response for a long time, seemed anxious. He raised his hand suddenly and broke away from the censor's hands. He grabbed his mother's arm very rudely, shook it hard, and shouted: "I want to have a meal..."

Dan Tai Wubing was obviously not serious, and it hurt her to capture the censor's wife. The tears that were spinning in her eyes finally fell. She wanted to comfort her emotional son, but she couldn't break free from the shackles for a while.

Li Mengzhou looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little reluctant to watch it.

He even really had the idea of ​​giving some money. After all, this was the only thing he could do. He could not send himself and Gu Shiyan to the orphans and widows to let them avenge their husbands and fathers.

Luck and misfortune are always relative.

The misfortune of the Censor seemed to be a kind of luck for Dan Tai Wubing.

Because the Censor's Madam will not seek death, Dan Tai Wubing will not be without someone to take care of him, and he can really live carefree.

At least in his heart, the beautiful flowers that gradually withered in the eyes of the Censor, are still in full bloom forever.

......

Li Mengzhou quietly went to Dan Tai Jing's mansion and left quietly.

But when he left, he felt a little heavy.

It was originally a happy revenge action, but it was not a sense of pleasure, but an unspeakable touch.

There is nothing better at this time than drinking a drink.

He did not go back to Chaosi Lane directly, but went to Wenrou Township.

The streets on the banks of Yueming Lake are full of people, including hawkers who are trying their best to shout, artisans who perform juggling, high-ranking sword dancers, and more are pedestrians who are wandering.

Most of them are the verbal elegance of the romantic and talented men, which makes the girls around them giggle.

The gentle village is also lively, and there is no place to sit or stand in the building.

The girls danced on the stage in the middle, causing cheers.

A talented man competes with poems and lyrics, while a wealthy man drinks heavily and calls him the wine.

Li Mengzhou stood outside the building, feeling depressed to find that he couldn't squeeze in.

And he was not the only one who was also squeezed out of the door.

The other party discovered him first.

He quietly came behind him, patted his shoulder, and smiled and said, "Come and visit the brothel."
Chapter completed!