Chu Junlan shook his head and laughed: "Okay, little monkey, okay, just tell me with confidence, I won't say it's what you said."

Tianbao held his mouth and said angrily: "That's OK. You must keep the secret. In fact, the person who injured our young master is your family."

"What?" Chu Junlan was surprised and thought he had heard it wrongly, "My family? Maoguo Duke's Mansion? Or Prince Gong's Mansion?"

Tianbao said: "It was beaten by people from your royal palace. Our young master is kind and does not want to be arrogant. So he kept hiding it without saying that the bone on his arm was injured. I don't know if it will hinder his writing in the future."

Chu Junlan smiled and asked with a frown, "When did it happen?"

"It's the day before yesterday." Tianbao said, his eyes turned red, and he lowered his head and sniffled.

Chu Junlan looked back at Zi Yan and Zi Yuan with a serious expression: "Have you ever heard from you these days?"

Zi Yuan and Zi Yan both shook their heads: "I haven't heard of any wind."

Chu Junlan asked, "It's great, why did the people from Prince Gong's mansion fight with Mr. Fu? What happened?"

"You, don't ask me," Tianbao waved his hand repeatedly, and said with a frustration. "I just told you that I have talked too much. Our young master told me not to let the rumor be. If you really want to know, then go and ask the young master yourself. What the young master is willing to tell you, and naturally there is nothing to do with me in the future."

"Okay," Chu Junlan also understood Tianbao's embarrassment and said, "Where is Mr. Fu staying at this time? I'll go with you."

Tianbao hesitated, and sighed for a while, saying, "Okay, come with me."

Chu Junlan got on the carriage and ordered the prince's mansion to follow the black-painted carriage behind Tianbao's black-painted carriage, and headed straight to the south.

It was not until he left the city gate that Chu Junlan asked loudly outside: "Where is Mr. Fu living? Why aren't he in the city?"

Tianbao said with a bitter face: "Now the achievements of Huaijing are about to become a capital city. The land of every inch of land is gold, rice, pearls and rice, and rice, and rice are just a poor student. We like to spend money randomly on weekdays, and the money is not enough to live in the city."

When Chu Junlan heard Tianbao's complaint, he couldn't help but shook his head in a funny way.

The group left the city and came all the way to the border between the outskirts of Huaijing and Linzhou, and parked the car in front of a village.

There was a bit of desolation around here, and the guards following the car were all tense and raised a hundred times more mental precautions, for fear that someone would fall into a trap to attract Chu Junlan.

Chu Junlan lifted the window and looked out, but saw that there were many villagers outside. Most of them were sallow and thin, and they were all wearing patched clothes. Some men didn't even have cotton clothes, wearing thin autumn clothes, barefoot and cloth shoes that were so worn that they exposed their toes.

Seeing Tianbao bringing the luxurious carriage back, everyone greeted Tianbao with a smile.

"Brother Tianbao is back."

"Did you go to the city?"

...

As he spoke, he did not forget to look at Chu Junlan's carriage behind him with curious eyes.

The faces of the guards next to the carriage were extremely tense. If the other party had a little bad intention, even if these people were not good at martial arts, they would be unable to match four-handed hands with two fists.

Chu Junlan was very relaxed. It was obvious that these people were like the people in Fengya Villa, and they thought they were all displaced widows and widows and orphans in the local area.

Fu Zhiheng has always liked these good deeds. He is fashionable and has so many pitiful people in the capital. Huaijing is far away from the mountains and roads of the capital. There are only more displaced people than in the capital. Fu Zhiheng is so kind that he can ignore these people completely when he sees them?

The carriage followed Tianbao's carriage all the way to the village. Chu Junlan lifted up the curtains and looked at the houses he encountered outside. They were all disrepaired. It seemed that he had not lived in a long time. Many poor refugees lit a fire in the shed where the air was leaking everywhere, and they were crowded together in thin torn clothes to keep warm. It might be three or four people who had a quilt.

Chu Junlan frowned, and she did not calm her mood slightly until the carriage stopped, and helped Zi Yuan and Zi Yan's men get off the carriage.

The guards carefully surrounded Chu Junlan, and their serious expressions scared away many people watching. Tianbao led the way in front, so Chu Junlan quickly followed and entered a narrow but clean courtyard together. In a few steps, he entered the wooden door of the thatched house.

There was a faint smell of smoke and burnt fragrance inside the house, which was obviously much warmer than outside. Facing the front door was a stove. A large black pot was burning with water. The wooden pot lid was crooked and tilted on the top. Turning to the right, lifting up the old curtain to make the inner room.

"Young Master, I'm back."

Fu Zhiheng was on the wooden bed next to the window, his injured right arm was wrapped in wooden splints, and he was lying on his side facing away from the door.

Maybe he heard the footsteps wrong, Fu Zhiheng turned around and looked: "Why have you been there for so long? Did you meet on the road..."

When he saw Chu Junlan, he stopped abruptly. He was surprised and wanted to get up, but he moved his arms casually, causing him to "hiss".

"Don't move around quickly. Your hands are injured. Why are you still not careful?" Chu Junlan walked closer and helped Fu Zhiheng lie down. Only then did he see the bruises on his face clearly.

Fu Zhiheng's face was originally so handsome that he was so beautiful that he was not talking about the blue ones, but his eye socket on his left was still blue, just like someone couldn't stand this handsome face and deliberately left the color around his eye sockets.

"Why did you do this?" Chu Junlan frowned, pulled his wrist to check the pulse, and couldn't help but joked, "I tortured and forced to confess, but I didn't see your virtue."

Fu Zhiheng came back from a shocked look. After hearing Chu Junlan's statement, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "Our relationship, you will naturally not be ruthless in me."

Chu Junlan looked at her and made a gesture of silence. Fu Zhiheng had to shut up obediently.

After carefully looking at the pulse, Chu Junlan breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that there is nothing serious. The internal organs are not on the hands, but your arms..."

As he said that, he unbuttoned the bandage and easily opened the splint to check carefully.

Fu Zhiheng's forearm on his right side became red and swollen. When his fingers touched Fu Zhiheng a little, he inhale so much pain.

Chu Junlan said: "It seems that there is a slight bone crack, not particularly serious."

Tianbao, who was standing beside him, asked in surprise: "Criminal Princess, our young master's injury will not affect his writing in the future. You are the one who wants to take the exam for fame and fortune!"

Chu Junlan smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, as long as you have a good rest and use my medicine, the problem should not be big. Didn't you cure your leg last time when your young master broke his leg?"

Tianbao nodded happily.

Fu Zhiheng smiled: "I can naturally trust your medical skills."

"Since I can trust me, why didn't I come to me at the beginning?"

Chu Junlan turned around and ordered Tianbao to get paper and pen, and turned around and scolded: "Why, your injury is related to our palace, so I am holding my breath and refuse to ask me to treat you?"

Fu Zhiheng glared at Baole helplessly.

Baole looked aggrieved: "Young Master, don't be angry. It was the prince's concubine who forced the young man to say it. What's going on? The young man didn't say a word."

Chu Junlan said: "Don't scare him here. You're hiding this matter with me. You're not going to tell me now? Are you planning to get along with me and don't think I'm a friend?"

Fu Zhiheng's eyes became softer, and in the not-so-bright room, his eyes seemed to emit a soft light.

"Of course, you are a friend, and it is not easy to let you know, so as not to make things difficult for you."

Chu Junlan shook his head: "It seems that you still don't understand me. I have always been helping others but not relatives. If the people from the royal family really do something wrong and offend you, I will naturally not feel embarrassed. I will definitely find a way to help you. If I don't help, I have the ability to cure your hands. Do you plan to leave a regret in the future? If you suffer from disability, the court will not hire you."

Fu Zhiheng just sighed when he heard this.

Chu Junlan re-prescription for the medicine used for external application and turned around and told Tianbao what to pay attention to in daily life. Seeing Tianbao's face was bitter and thinking about how many refugees there were outside, Chu Junlan simply ordered the guards of the royal palace to go to the city to get medicine.

After the matter was handled properly, Chu Junlan said, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

Fu Zhiheng had no choice but to frown and said, "It's not a big deal. When you came, you saw refugees outside."

Chu Junlan nodded: "This place is from the high mountain in front of the emperor, and there are more refugees."

"That's right, I just don't think there will be such a scene. If I don't help me, I will not be able to sleep well, so I plan to open a Fengya Villa here to accommodate these people."

"This is a good thing."

"It's a good thing, but I chose a piece of land in Huaijing before and started to build a house. I didn't expect that the construction had started, and then I learned that the land had a master. The other party was very domineering and tough. When I had a conflict, I injured my arm."

Chu Junlan frowned and tightened: "Does this place belong to Prince Gong's mansion?"

Fu Zhiheng nodded with a wry smile and said, "That's true. I only found out after inquiring. The emperor came to Huaijing this time and rewarded some land to his ministers. The land was just what the emperor gave to Prince Gong, and Prince Gong could deal with it at will. Since it was the land given to him by the emperor, he naturally would not allow others to build a farmhouse here."

"You didn't know before?" Chu Junlan said in confusion, "This is not like you. You will not be so reckless in doing things. If you don't go into it clearly, start construction."

Fu Zhiheng's smile was particularly gentle, and the curve of his eyes perfectly concealed his gentle eyes: "You know me very well. I did find out, but I did not find out the right news."

"So, you were deliberately deceived." Chu Junlan said clearly, "It seems that you have made many enemies on weekdays, and Prince Gong's Mansion has made many enemies. Someone took advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes."
Chapter completed!