Now that she met the servants of the Qi Mansion, Liu Ruyan found a chair and sat down, putting her hands on her forehead: "Is there anything secret in the Qi Mansion that outsiders don't know?"
The male host wondered: "This, after all, this is someone else's private matter, and it is not good to publicize it to the outside world."
She smiled half-heartedly: "I just like to inquire about strange stories."
It is said that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away. The man was in a dilemma, and finally said: "The head of the Qi family is now Qi Heng, the son of the old master. He used to be a second-rank official, but he was caught in the wrong because of political party affairs.
He was demoted from his post and has been languishing in the court ever since. Later, he married the daughter of a colleague and had four daughters. It was not until he was 40 years old that he gave birth to his legitimate son."
Liu Ruyan listened carefully: "Besides these things, are there no other rumors?"
The male host thought hard for a long time before he remembered something: "I heard that this Qi Mansion is very strange. Cats are not allowed. There is not even a wild cat in the manor. Sometimes there is a rat plague, and the housekeeper only orders his servants to spread medicine.
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"This is indeed a rare thing."
After bidding farewell to her master, Liu Ruyan walked on the street, wondering whether the Qi family was the mastermind behind the scenes and whether the missing iron box fell into their hands. Now it seems that all the mysteries can only be solved at the birthday banquet.
Back at the inn, she took out her purse and took it back silently: "Brother Bai, how much do you have left on you?"
Bai Zhi took out the last few copper coins: "That's all."
"We'll wait until the birthday party first."
To save money, the three of them shared a room. She slept on the bed, Angelica dahurica spread on the floor, and Shen Yanchu lay in the air.
In the dead of night, Liu Ruyan wrapped herself in a quilt and closed her eyes to sleep, while Shen Yanchu used iron-forged silver wire as his bed. The hanging silk was hard to see with the naked eye, and with the Taoist robe added to his body, it looked like he was banishing an immortal.
Liu Ruyan opened her eyes and said secretly: "Apiao."
In the middle of the night, Bai Zhi was awakened by a rustling sound. He looked towards the source of the sound and saw a person sitting beside Liu Ruyan.
"Brother Shen?" He stood up and walked over.
Shen Yanchu remained silent, his index finger touching the center of her eyebrows. As the last ray of light dissipated, her frown finally unfurled.
"It's just a nightmare." He covered himself with the quilt.
"Does she often do this?" Bai Zhi asked.
"It looks the same during the day, but it's the most difficult to sleep at night."
"Fortunately, Brother Shen is thoughtful."
Shen Yanchu was silent: "That's all I can do for him."
"If she knew, she would be grateful to you."
"There is no need to let him know."
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The night is spread out like ink, seemingly endless, but there is still a break of dawn.
Dali State, the capital.
The monarch was seriously ill and had not attended to the affairs of the court for several days, so the affairs of the court were left to the prime minister.
The prime minister put on his court clothes and stood in front of the mirror. At this time, a close aide came quickly and whispered in his ear.
His expression changed several times, and he grabbed his henchman by the collar: "You mean, the prince has been replaced by someone else?"
"My subordinates are incompetent. Only recently did they find out that the prince had already been betrayed when he was held hostage in Bianjing."
"Trash." The Prime Minister glared at him.
"And..." The confidant took a few steps back and knelt on the ground, trembling.
"What? If you have anything to say, please tell me."
The confidant held his breath and buried his head and said: "A month ago, the false prince was killed on his way back home, and his body was buried with him. This morning, the tomb keeper came to report that the coffin was empty."
The hair crown in the prime minister's hand suddenly fell off, and hit the wooden board with a clang. He pursed his lips, and the light and shadow in his eyes intertwined for a long time.
"Send the order and send elite soldiers into the Great Zhou Dynasty to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the true prince."
Awakening of Insects.
The spring breeze blows green, the drizzle is continuous, the carriages run over the grass, and the clouds and birds scatter.
In the outskirts of Bianjing, in front of the screen wall, the housekeeper of the Qi Mansion read loudly to the visiting distinguished guests:
"Guest, Mr. Liu is here."
"Guest, Mr. Chen is here."
"Guest, Mr. Chu is here."
"Guest, Mr. Jiang is here..."
At that time, celebrities from the dynasty came to visit one after another. If it were anyone else, they would not dare to make such an announcement. But Grand Master Qi was different. As a great Confucian, he had extensive knowledge and his moral character was a model for Confucian scholars in the world.
Just at this time, a carriage came forward from Bieyuan. It was ordinary, but the boy driving the carriage was particularly handsome.
The Taoist boy opened the door curtain, and a man in a green shirt stepped out of the car. His wide sleeves were fluttering, and he looked like a gentleman.
The man in green shirt stood next to the carriage. At this moment, another man stepped out of the carriage, covering his face with a fence, wearing a frost-colored crane cloak, and he looked as graceful as a startled giant.
The man's clothes caught the wind, and as he walked, the ink lotus rose under his feet, like a miracle.
He stood in front of the housekeeper, kneaded the formula with his fingers, and made a Taoist salute: "Ming Juezi came here because of his admiration, and is willing to offer Nanshan longevity."
The housekeeper has been with Mr. Qi for many years, and he can be regarded as someone who has seen big winds and waves.
When I suddenly heard that the real person was visiting me, I was so shocked that I couldn't even say anything, so I hurriedly invited him into the house.
"Who is this?" The housekeeper stopped Bai Zhi.
The Taoist boy saluted the steward and said, "A disciple of Yaowang Valley, Angelica dahurica."
The housekeeper caught a glimpse of the tiger brace hanging around Bai Zhi's waist: "I've been admiring you for a long time, please come in quickly. Biluo, why don't you bring your distinguished guest into Han Mo Pavilion."
The three of them went to the outer courtyard under the guidance of the maid.
At that time, the new year was coming, weeping willows covered the embankment, and the sound of people filtered through the verandah, disturbing countless fallen flowers.
Bi Luo walked up to Grand Master Qi and Fu Shen said, "Master, the real person and the Medicine Immortal are here to visit."
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell into silence. Turning around, I saw a man in a crane cloak walking calmly.
This is the most famous person in the world today. Even the emperor respectfully calls him "Zhenren" when he sees him.
In the hall, the old master and all the guests stood up one after another and saluted him.
Shen Yan returned the salute at the beginning, his demeanor was flowing and his voice was even more clear and unparalleled: "The green thousand-year-old tree walks like spring and autumn, and I wish you happiness and longevity."
The grand master smiled and agreed: "Thank you, Master, for your kind words. Please take a seat."
After the distinguished guest sat down, Grand Master Qi began to chat with him, while Liu Ruyan waited aside, looking past the guests and looking at the female family members at the birthday banquet.
I remember that the person who took away the machine box that day was a woman dressed as a woman. There were four noble daughters in the Qi Mansion. The eldest daughter and the second daughter were both married, and the third and fourth young ladies were waiting to be married.
I don’t know who the woman I saw earlier was.
"Wenxuan has met grandpa, and I wish you good fortune as long as the flowing water of the East China Sea, and as long as the evergreen pines of Nanshan Mountain."
A male voice broke her reverie. Liu Ruyan looked for fame and saw that the man bowing in the hall was gentle and elegant. However, with Shen Yanchu's jewels in front of him, the legitimate son of the Qi family was really ordinary.
The current head of the Qi family, Qi Heng, said from the side: "This boy Wenxuan learned that you love to listen to the Yao Qin, so he spent a lot of effort to find Mr. Miaoyin to perform music for the birthday banquet."
Qi Wenxuan said with a smile: "My grandson has also heard that the wonderful sound has been hidden in the world for many years. This time I am lucky enough to invite him down the mountain."
He turned his head and looked out the door: "Please."
Liu Ruyan looked out at the porch.
The peach blossoms are burning in the wind, and the blue and light clothes are like this. The man holds the piano and enters, with his eyebrows lowered, as if he is seeing a clear spring on the top of Tianshan Mountain, which is extremely pure and has its own youth.
"Dong Qingxian has met the old teacher." The man's clear voice was a bit shy.
Liu Ruyan saw that he was dressed in dark blue clothes, layered like a stream of water, with black hair decorated with jade crowns, restrained yet dignified, and most importantly, his eyes that were unstained by the world.
The best good is like water, water is good for all things and has no competition with the world - she immediately remembered this sentence.