Chapter 57: The Hidden Ledger

An account book was exposed on the Buddha platform, and the night withered grass glanced at the old man, touched the back of his head, laughed dryly, and said, "I'm sorry!" I'm scaring you old man! ”

"What were you just doing? Why did you knock down the Golden Buddha? The old man asked suspiciously, and now he saw the account book on the Buddha platform, reached out and took it, and looked through it in his hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Night withered grass nervously snatched the account book from the old man's hand, ran to the side and began to flip through it, and didn't understand what the mark on it meant, the three words Shangshufu were circled, and then turned a few pages, and actually saw that the night general was drawn with a fork, what does this mean......

"What are you looking at?" The third prince looked puzzled, looking at the night withered grass nervously hiding in the dark.

The old man frowned, he didn't find that the Golden Buddha Throne still had an account book in the past few decades, and he accidentally turned to the last page, carrying an anonymous letter, what was written in it?

Night withered grass saw that she was nervous, and continued to flip through the account book, until she found a letter on the last page, which was not signed, but only written that the lord of Shangshufu had received it, and opened the content of the letter with doubts.

The third prince quietly approached the withered grass and craned his neck to peek at the contents of the letter.

The old man followed, pinching his toes, staring straight at the letter.

The letter read: "If General Night can return triumphantly, his status above the court is quite high, it is good to get rid of it as soon as possible, and ask Lord Shangshufu to do a good job." ”

After reading the night withered grass, he clenched the letter, a cold light in his eyes, could it be that the next target is my father, I have to go back as soon as possible to report the letter, put away the letter, just turned around, saw two heads on the left and right, and screamed: "Ghost! ”

The third prince and the old man were taken aback at the same time, took a step back, and asked in unison, "How did you find the account book?" ”

Night Withered looked at them, not knowing how to answer, definitely not being able to tell them that someone was dreaming, and it was not clear at all, so she was silent.

"Say it quickly!" The old man asked on the side.

The third prince took the night withered grass aside and whispered: "The meaning of the letter, it is likely that the next victim will be General Night, we have to return to the palace as soon as possible, this old man is very strange, he seems to care more than us." ”

"Uncle, we have urgent things to do, so let's leave first." The night withered grass saluted the old man and thanked him for taking him in.

The old man touched his scabbed beard and said seriously: "I think the son next to him must be the emperor's third son!" ”

"Who are you?" The third prince asked vigilantly.

The old man was mysterious, took out a token, and said: "I am the imperial doctor of the Imperial Doctor's Department, and unfortunately I was framed, and I suspect that the murderer was committed by the same person." ”

"Could it be that you are the Imperial Doctor Zhang who disappeared back then?" The third prince asked with a surprised face.

The old man sighed and said: "It doesn't matter, the current thing is that the murderer's next target is likely to be General Night, I am an old friend with him, and I don't want him to end up like me, and I also ask the third prince to stop the murderer's next move." ”

"Uncle, is there any way back to the palace here?" Night Dry Grass asked anxiously.

The old man picked up the night pearl, pressed it towards the secret place on the golden Buddha platform, and a small door slowly opened, saying, "Come with me!" This temple has an underground secret passage that leads directly to the cold palace. ”

Night Dry Grass looked at the small door on the Buddha platform in a daze, walked over and took a look, but it was so dark that she couldn't see anything, and didn't dare to go down.

"Don't be afraid, I'll lead the way." The old man held the pearl of the night and walked in front.

Nightshade hesitated, but followed.

The third prince followed behind the night withered grass, took her hand, and commanded: "Don't let go without my order." ”

"I know, don't think about it, the reason why you are holding it is because of extraordinary times." The Night Dry Grass explained as she walked forward.

The underground passage is very long, with stone walls on both sides, and after walking for a long time, the old man opened another small door, turned around, and said: "I will send you here, out of this door, there is a cold palace outside, you be careful yourself." ”

"Won't you go up with us?" The third prince asked.

The old man replied: "No, I'm used to those days, wouldn't it be better to have no strife?" ”

"If the old man doesn't want to, don't force others, you see that he is old, and he has to be afraid of serving in the palace." Nightshade said, and went out of the small door.

"Then take care of yourself, we're leaving." The third prince said goodbye to the old man and went out of the small door.

Night withered grass raised her eyes and looked at the sky, I finally came out, and I thought I would be sleepy for a few more days, and asked, "What is the third prince doing now?" ”

"I must be going back to my bedroom!" The third prince replied.

Nightdry continued to ask, "What about me?" Do you want to send me back to the Blue Orange Court? ”

"What kind of Blue Orange Pavilion is going back, you must go back to the dormitory with me to discuss important matters, do you think you still have time to sleep?" The third prince said angrily, took the hand of the night withered grass, and left the cold palace.

Night Withered Grass shook the hand of the third prince, did not break free, was dragged away by him, and said dissatisfiedly: "I will go myself!" You don't have to hold me. ”

The third prince let go of his hand, turned to look at the night withered grass, a weird smile appeared on his face, his left hand wrapped around her waist, jumped on the roof, and said with a smile: "You are walking too slowly, you must stop the murderer before dawn." ”

"You're a hooligan." Night Withered Grass was in a hurry, pushed the third prince away, and his body lost his balance and leaned back.

The third prince grabbed the hand of the night withered grass, took her into his arms, and then hugged her waist, ignoring her struggles, jumped over the roof one after another, the speed of his feet increased, flashed forward twice, and landed steadily in the courtyard of the Qin Emperor's palace.

The night withered grass covered his head, dizzy and couldn't find his way, walked around crookedly, and complained: "I must have had an enmity with you in my last life, and deliberately tricked me!" Jumping up and down on such a high rooftop. ”

"Let's go inside and talk!" After the third prince finished speaking, he opened the door and waited for the withered grass at the door.

After the night withered grass buffered for a few minutes, he calmed down, walked towards the house, sat on the pear flower bench, poured water and drank it by himself, and thought: "I'm dying of thirst, this god kills, there is such a rampant murderer in the inner courtyard of the palace, you can't be safe!" ”

"Don't complain anymore, I'll write a letter now and send it to Shangshu's mansion, tomorrow to see if he will come to the banquet, you go and write a copy of the account book." After the third prince finished speaking, he sat on the pear flower bench and poured water to drink.

Nightshade refused: "Why did I write it?" You can't write, huh? ”

"That ledger seems to be very important, and you found it, can you rest assured that I will write it?" After the third prince finished speaking, he picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Night Withered Grass glanced at the third prince, walked to the desk, put down the account book, and hesitated how to write.