Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1567 Seeing Outside

After hearing this, Fang Zilan already had a suspicion in her mind. This was someone with ulterior motives who wanted to obliterate Yun Qinghan and put all her achievements on Princess Rong'an. This person must know the inside story and have great influence, so that he can not only deceive the people, but also spread such rumors from the southeast to the capital.

The most important thing is that this person knew very well that she had covered up the truth and was unwilling to take credit... Thinking about it this way, the answer was obvious. The mastermind behind the matter was King Rongan. He didn't get much benefit from the chaos in the southeast, so he retreated behind the scenes and pushed his daughter out to steal a good reputation. His calculation was really good, but how could he be so sure that she would never expose his lies? Woolen cloth?

"Master Fang..." Seeing Fang Zilan didn't react, the man couldn't help but call her. She came to her senses and said coldly, "I don't know if Princess Rong'an is a living Bodhisattva, but I know that the medicine to cure the plague was not developed by Princess Rong'an."

The man curiously asked, "If it's not Princess Rongan, then who developed it?"

Fang Zilan's expression grew colder, but she didn't dare to say Yun Qinghan's name. She suddenly understood that King Rongan was bound to win. If Yun Qinghan's name was spoken from her mouth, he would kill him before anyone could get to the bottom of it. She was too far away to save anyone, and the only one who could protect them was The best way is to remain silent.

On the side, Cong Rong saw that Fang Zilan had a cold expression and seemed to be unwilling to say more, so she hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "How could Princess Rongan, who is so rich and beautiful, sneak into the epidemic area at will? As expected, most of the rumors in the market are not to be believed."

Hearing this, the man said sarcastically: "The southeastern realm is far away from the capital after all. Many things are passed down, so they are not so true."

"Yes." Fang Zilan nodded slightly, beckoned and said, "That's all, come and sit down, and I, the client, will give you a good explanation."

The man responded hurriedly, walked over and sat down. Fang Zilan walked to the center of the crowd, took on the posture of a storyteller, and vividly told everyone what she had seen and heard along the way to the southeast.

She had experienced it firsthand, and her narration was much better than a storyteller. Everyone was fascinated and applauded. Until the end of the story when the Mo family and his son arrived in Beijing, her voice became a little lower, "Your Majesty must have a purpose in calling you." , the merits and demerits of the Mo family father and son, how can others tell clearly in one sentence? If not a person who has personally experienced it, who dares to say whether he is right or wrong? Even if he is a person who has personally experienced it, who dares to say that he is absolutely fair? All this will be revealed in future generations. Make your own comments."

After she said her last words, the man couldn't help but ask: "Since Mr. Fang believes that all merits and demerits will be judged by future generations, what standard does Mr. Fang use as the standard for judging right and wrong in today's world?"

"Me?" Fang Zilan suddenly smiled, "I just want to be clear in my heart. What does it matter if it is right or wrong?"

She looked at the stunned people and waved: "That's it for today. I'm a little tired. You can all leave." After finishing speaking, she straightened her sleeves, turned around and walked back into the hall.

Cong Rong followed her back and said, "Master Fang, why didn't you tell the storyteller just now and let him tell the real story you told?"

Fang Zilan sat back on the main seat and asked calmly: "Did you also notice? That person is not a food delivery person, but a storyteller?"

"I can see it." Cong Rong nodded, and Fang Zilan said softly: "There are two possibilities, either someone asked him to tell these stories to me, or he just heard it from hearsay. But no matter which one, I don't care .”

"Why is this?" Cong Rong asked puzzledly: "If you ruin your reputation, Mr. Fang, by spreading rumors, what should you do?"

"It doesn't matter. Even if I tell him and he agrees, he might turn his back on me once he leaves the mansion. Why bother?" Fang Zilan propped her chin with her hand, a hint of weariness on her face. "I'll hold on to what I can control. If I can't, forget it. Most things in the world can't be forced." Fang Zilan's emotions fluctuated, and after a long time she asked again, "Can the words of the former concubine be trusted?"

"Why are you so suspicious, kid?" Mrs. Hu frowned helplessly, looking tired.

"This is about my parents. As a child, I must get to the bottom of it." Fang Zilan nodded slightly and said firmly, "I hope General Mo and Madam will forgive me."

Mo Bin sighed and said, "It seems that if I don't explain it clearly, you won't let it go. Well, after so many years, it's time to make everything clear to the daughter of an old friend."

"Thank you." Fang Zilan bowed solemnly. Mo Bin said in a deep voice, "Does Miss Lan know the Ghost Gate?"

Hearing this, Fang Zilan's heart skipped a beat, and Awan, who was sitting next to her, also turned pale.

However, before Fang Zilan could answer, Mo Bin shook his head nonchalantly, as if he had not noticed anything strange about them. He asked himself, "How do you know about such a secretive organization?"

Fang Zilan did not react, remaining calm and motionless in the posture of saluting.

As if he was afraid that someone might be listening, Mo Bin's voice became much softer. "Ghost Gate was originally the secret guard of the royal family of the previous dynasty. After the previous dynasty fell, it was used by Concubine Shu. The first thing Concubine Shu did after she gave birth was to look for useful old people from the previous dynasty. Whether it was the news about Princess Pingnan or the information about Miss Qin Xuan, she sent people from Ghost Gate to collect them. After she found out that Miss Qin Xuan was insulted by Fang Chongbai, she spared no effort to send people from Ghost Gate to find Miss Qin Xuan's whereabouts, and even issued a death order to take Fang Chongbai's life..."

"Fang Chongbai, wasn't he killed by Fang Chongzheng?" Fang Zilan slowly raised her head, her expression stern. She called Fang Chongbai and Fang Chongzheng by their names in a cold voice, which made everyone present shudder.

"That's just a rumor in the market..." Mo Bin retorted subconsciously, but suddenly fell silent the moment he met her gaze.

Could it be that what Concubine Shu said about the Ghost Gate was all true? Although Fang Zilan had doubts in her heart, she did not say it out loud.

Seeing her solemn expression, Mo Bin coughed lightly to break the deadlock and continued, "No matter what, Fang Chongbai died in the end. After his death, Concubine Shu searched for a long time and finally found Miss Qin Xuan's body and returned it to Gusu Qin's."

Mo Bin sighed, "Miss Qin Xuan's matter is a family scandal for the Fang family, so they kept silent about it, as if nothing had happened. But I didn't expect that they would keep you a secret, not even telling you your mother's name. No wonder no one knew that Miss Qin Xuan and a daughter like you were left in the Fang family."

After he finished speaking, Fang Zilan calmed down and returned to her original submissive look. She sighed and said, "So this is the truth. Thank you General Mo and Madam for telling me."