Chapter 268: Boudoir Namepa
It also means that they must find out the method used to train the goshawk that Dong Ji said, and then pretend to know everything to deal with the prince. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć This is the only way for them to redeem themselves. Actually, it's not an exaggeration.
There weren't many places Ming Qi had visited, but the fact that they couldn't look for them with great fanfare was the crux of the matter.
However, Ming Qi doesn't seem to be worried, there are things that can't be done by good cultivation, and the many years of guarding the border have already made them as ghostly and transparent as a pair of spirits.
The matter in front of him seems to be troublesome, but it is not necessary that the good cultivator is willing to have this kind of troublesome thing in his heart. He should have been tired of the peaceful life. Despite the incident in front of them, they were still covered with clouds, and there was a lot of danger here.
Shanxiu thought for a while and said, "Dong Ji, if everything is clear, this article should also be considered, but why didn't she mention it, because things must be simple." Think about it, if you want this eagle to learn to please the emperor and succeed in attracting the emperor's attention from the beginning, what would you do if it were a different one?"
Ming Qi shook his hand, "The last thing I can do in my life is to please others." Although the elder brother is reluctant to practice this kind of thing, he is the one who can come up with the most ideas, and now the elder brother can think of that solution as long as he compares his heart to his heart. Speaking of which, in this East Palace, if we want to find that fan, it is really overwhelming, but if we can find the thing that my brother said, we don't need to look for any fan, everyone has a handle in their hands. It's two five hundred and fifty ten. Evenly divided. ā
Shanxiu didn't want to affirm what he meant, but the negation came extremely elegantly, so that Ming Qi couldn't find anything wrong, "This kind of goshawk, do you have a way to feed it for a long time? ā
Ming Qi looked a little annoyed, and simply dropped his sleeve, "If that's the case, we'll reveal everything to him now, so that he can be at ease." It is in our best interest to cut off now. ā
Shanxiu pondered for a long time, "Wait, I thought that if you want the goshawk to confirm the emperor, you must show him the portrait of the emperor." Or smell the smell of the emperor's body. ā
Ming Qi sneered directly, "We got it, what about what you said, they are all dead things that can't speak." The mouth grew on the prince's body, and he could still say that it was the one we stole to frame him. If you want me to say, it's best, something like that, we just look at where he put it, or even if one day the thief opens his mind and changes places, we can guess where he is hiding. And you must not take it away today, and don't mention it casually after that, let him continue to be careless. But, my brother, did I think about what it was? ā
Shanxiu's eyes were full of certainty, "It must be the emperor's hanging statue, and because we have to show it to the eagle for a long time, there will be pecking marks of the goshawk, the mention of Ming Qi is too good, we don't need to rush to find that, and the prince will not take the things hand-painted by the national teacher, we just need to pretend not to know, and next, just to find the fan." If you can't find it, you can use that painting to compete with him, and if you can find it, we will earn it. ā
By the time they returned to Dong Ji's courtyard again, the guards had already taken a good look at the place. Then it receded like a tide.
Squatting on the tree, Huan Cheng, who had a good look in the hands of those guards, said that he didn't find any fans, and they probably didn't find them.
Good cultivation means to keep going back and look for it.
Pushing the door in, in the weak light of the fire fold, everyone saw that Dong Ji's house was already in chaos.
After a careful search, the three found nothing.
Huancheng, who had been following them in obscurity, suddenly shouted, "Shizi!" If it weren't for some major discoveries, Yi Huancheng's character would not have spoken out easily.
Shanxiu looked back at Huancheng, groping for something on the little goshawk's body, his eyes flashed, and he asked alertly, "Did you find anything on that goshawk?"
Huan Cheng nodded, "Inside its wings, there seems to be something hidden." ā
Shanxiu and Mingqi came around, and Huancheng reached out to touch it under the wings. I found a small package of oilcloth. The first to lean on the good cultivation of the past took the small package of oilcloth in his hand. It doesn't seem to weigh much. After being good at cultivating, the unstable interstitial suddenly fell, startling the three of them. After relieving himself, Ming Qi pointed to the small oilcloth package, "Could this thing be hung by the prince? What is the purpose, it can't be the legendary gunpowder!"
Shanxiu, who had already touched the real thing, immediately shook his head, "The embroidered handkerchief inside this oilcloth is embroidered like a woman's maiden name, it doesn't seem to be the prince's thing, but it seems to be for the prince." ā
"Is my brother just guessing casually? Or is it the name that my brother knows?" Daxian has always had this custom, unmarried women will embroider this kind of boudoir name for their beloved men, and give it to their beloved on the night of Shangyuan, which means that the heart is embroidered.
After the oilcloth is unfolded, there is a very common kind of boudoir name!
Ming Qi poked his eyes out, but the next thing was a little unrecognizable. It seems to be a kind of pink-toned jerky made of some kind of meat.
Probably because he felt that the oilcloth wrapped outside had no effect, Shanxiu threw it on the ground at random. I just thought about it, the embroidered handkerchief was embroidered with the word Fang Die. I think about possible contact. It seems that he wants to find an illusory solution from those two words and the situation in front of him.
And squatting on the ground to watch the other wing of the goshawk Mingqi, when he squinted at the strip of oilcloth, the movement of his hand suddenly stopped, and he said softly, "There seems to be something important on the strip of oilcloth, we missed it." ā
Ming Qi took the oilcloth in his hand, "Brother has ever heard of the legend about the structure of the Goshawk Tower?"
In fact, long before the beginning of the Daxian Empire, there was already such a legend among the people, and there was once a goshawk himself who brought the tower to build a map, and asked the last emperor of the Tianhu Empire, who was still on the throne at that time, to build an eagle tower. It's just that the empire in the hands of the Emperor of the End of Heaven was about to be destroyed, and there was really no manpower and material resources, but some people said that the so-called goshawk presented a tower to the Emperor of the End of Heaven to build a map, which was originally a legend attached to the Tianhu Kingdom's own intention, and it should not be true.
Later, the construction of the Goshawk Tower for the self-destruction of the prince and the goshawk should also refer to this legend.
Although there are no more folk legends about goshawks. But the standing Goshawk Tower still occasionally reminds people of the shadow of the past when the goshawk dedicated the tower to build a map.
But now, Naruki is so ghostly that he mentions that shadow-like legend.
Ming Qi raised the tarpaulin in his hand, "If I'm not mistaken, the embroidery on this tarpaulin is the tower building drawing of the Goshawk Tower." ā
Using embroidery thread of the same color thinner than a hair, embroidering extremely obscure embroidery patterns on cloth of the same color is a unique embroidery method that is famous all over the world. (To be continued.) )