As the dumb slave's words fell, Huan Zicheng's face suddenly showed a look that was close to being stunned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As if he had suddenly remembered something, he looked in a certain direction in a daze, and something flashed vaguely and quickly in those cold eyes like ice and snow.

After a long time, he turned his eyes, looked at the dumb slave and asked, "Dumb uncle, do you remember...... Where did the Lu family come from?"

The dumb slave was stunned by his question, and after looking at Huan Zicheng blankly for a while, he lowered his head and said, "I remember it, the Lu family is the Qingyuan family. ”

"No, that's not what I'm talking about. Huan Zicheng shook his head, his dark eyebrows frowned, and his face was rare and solemn: "I suddenly remembered that the place in Xin'an was taken back by my Huan clan from Zhao Guo, and I heard my grandfather mention this matter, and it seems to be around the twenty-first year of Yongping." And the Lu family was also in Xin'an and Huayin at that time. I don't know if I'm right?"

The mute slave looked at him blankly, but did not speak.

Obviously, he doesn't know much about what happened decades ago.

Huan Zicheng seemed to have already reached an answer at this time, and did not continue to ask him, only waved his hand: "After you go back, hand over the letter to the white ghost, and check the Lu clan first." ”

"Yes, Lang Jun. The dumb slave replied.

Huan Zicheng lowered his eyes and looked at the tea cup, and a trace of coldness crossed his eyes.

No matter what goes wrong with the Lu family, the current prince, he is determined. And the conversation between Fang Cai and Su Changling about the alien master was just a false shot.

It is true that he Huan Zicheng wants to take the position of Lord Lang, but it is not true to change the prince's support. His real purpose must not be discovered by Su Changling, an outsider who is still an extremely dangerous outsider.

That's why he deliberately muddies the water.

He just wanted to give Su Changling an illusion and make him not suspicious of his next move to snatch the position of Lord Lang. In addition, it is also necessary to prevent Su Changling from having different intentions and giving him some unrealistic news for him to guess.

Frankly speaking, before this, Huan Zicheng did have the idea of a different master, such as those very young princes, who are very suitable for being helped up as puppets.

However, the mother family of those little princes is too strong, and among the five adult princes whose mother family is extremely weak, only the crown prince is the most credible.

In his previous life, he was also unlucky with the Huan family.

It is precisely for this reason that the ultimate purpose of Huan Zicheng's suspicious array is to protect His Royal Highness the Prince.

The so-called scheming sometimes has to hide even from one's own people in order to be effective.

Huan Zicheng put down the teacup with an indifferent face, took out an object from his sleeve with his hand, and looked at it carefully.

In the palm of his hand, there is a delicate seal, carved from Qingtian stone, the front of the seal stone is a fire phoenix that is like a soaring fire, although there are only a few strokes, but it seems to want to flutter its wings and roar, and go away in the wind.

The dumb slave saw it at a glance, and surprise immediately flashed on his face, and he hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Why does Lang Jun still keep this thing?"

"Be prepared. Huan Zicheng said briefly, put the seal stone aside, took out a page from his sleeve, and ordered lightly: "Go and bring the seal box." ”

When the dumb slave heard this, his face was full of suspicion, but this expression only stayed on his face for a very short moment, and soon he answered yes, and went to the back of the screen, and it was not long before he took a very inconspicuous stone box and lifted the lid.

At the opening of the lid, there is a pool of blue-green as clear as the blue sea.

"Lang Jun, the ink clay is here. The dumb slave said, carefully placing the strange box of ink on the case.

Looking at the blue in the box, Huan Zicheng finally had a faint smile on his face.

"'The blue sea and the sky' have finally reappeared in the world. He spoke lightly, but there was some emotion in his tone. After that, he turned his eyes to look at the window sash on the side, but his eyes seemed to look through the paper-thin window and looked far away.

"Blue Sea Cangwu" is a special ink specially used to print meridian stone, which is named because of its color such as the green tree and the green of the sea. Throughout the Three Kingdoms, this ink clay is only available in the Dachen Palace.

In this life, this strange ink clay appeared in Huan Zicheng's hands.

"It really took me a lot of effort to make this mud. Huan Zicheng's words seemed to be a little stunned, and he turned his eyes to look at the page on the desk.

He had just taken it out of his sleeve, and on that page was a portrait of a young girl.

The girl was born very beautifully, delicate and delicate facial features, slender and small figure, black hair like ink, the girl in the painting stood by the railing, looking at a peach tree in the distance, her expression seemed to be confused, as if with infinite thoughts.

"Like?" Looking at the portrait on the paper, Huan Zicheng asked the dumb slave on the side.

The mute slave took two steps forward, stared at the portrait for a while, lowered his head and whispered, "It's very similar." ”

"I think it's a lot like that, too. Huan Zicheng said lightly, picked up the seal stone, printed the blue sea and cangwu, and then carefully put the fire phoenix seal on the corner of the portrait, and then turned the side of the printing stone, and printed the word "meridian" on the side of the portrait.

The seal was finished, Huan Zicheng put down the seal stone, held the portrait with both hands, looked at it scrutinically, and the cold voice sounded, "It's almost the money." After that, he looked at the dumb slave on the side.

After the dumb slave silently withdrew from the screen, he soon brought back the pen and ink.

The pen and ink are extraordinary, the shape of the brush is simple, and there are rust stains that have not been washed on the barrel, and it is known at a glance that it is an old thing that has been old, and the inkstone is even more old, making an irregular hexagonal shape, and the top of the inkstone pond digs out a moon-shaped depression that is an inch long, and there is a piece of residual ink in it.

At this time, the light and shadow were faint, and the ink ingot was covered with a dull color, faintly like a halo sliding.

"These old things finally have a place to use. Huan Zicheng muttered, his voice still carrying some emotion. After that, he put the pen and ink on the table, and without the help of others, he sharpened the ink on his own.

The mute slave bowed his head silently and did not speak.

After studying the ink unhurriedly, Huan Zicheng raised his eyes suddenly, looked at the dumb slave, and asked, "Does the dumb uncle think that this method is too vicious?"

"Not really. The dumb slave immediately denied it, but his expression still looked a little lonely: "Everything Lang Jun did was for the Huan family." I just think that those who do this are really vicious......"

"And she ......" Huan Zicheng took his words, staring at the girl in the painting, and there was no fluctuation in his voice: "...... And she is pitiful and pathetic, and inadvertently becomes an innocent victim. That's what Uncle Dumb thinks, yes or no?"

He looked sideways at the mute slave, his eyes as cold as ice and snow, as if two ice cubes had hit a person's body.