Chao Ge polished his eyes, for fear of missing a little clue. 『』

When you open a small door and light a candle, you can clearly see that there is a beautiful painting hanging on the very central wall.

This beauty is a man.

Pretty! Alluring the city and the country, although it seems twisted when used on a man, the person in the painting can afford such a title.

It's just that his eyes widened suddenly. At the corner of the eyebrow, there is a red mole.

Red moles! It's a red mole again.

The appearance of the man in the painting and the man lying on the mausoleum coincides, almost the same, clearly the same person.

Looking at this scene, Chao Ge's heart beat faster unconsciously.

"Handsome as a bamboo, delicate as drunk, the small pond is dew and rippling. Looking back at you from the mountains and rivers, it is difficult to paint your dusty face. ”

An affectionate poem, the handwriting is beautiful and atmospheric. The subject is: Qianqian?

Chao Ge's brows furrowed, and he didn't know who was named Qianqian.

In the world, there are so many people calling Qianqian.

However, she gazed at the pen of the text, one horizontal and one vertical, but when she was tracing the dots, she liked to hook back.

Suddenly, a picture came to mind, which was the evaluation of the empress by the father of the national teacher, "Looking at the handwriting, the atmosphere is majestic, and it is the spirit of a king who dominates the ups and downs." It's a pity that I'm trapped by love. The national teacher's father also deliberately pointed to a bit of a position and shook his head.

"It seems that this handwriting is from the empress's handwriting!" Chao Ge was very sure of this.

Her eyes rolled like the light of a wolf's eye, and she looked around.

There are also old codexes in the drawers.

Read it carefully.

"Asah-" appeared a name that gave her a sore throat. It was the same surname as her.

The father of the national teacher once said that he came from a poor family, with three younger brothers and two younger sisters.

The youngest brother and sister starved to death on the side of the road. Remove these two.

In terms of seniority, she should have an eldest uncle, a second uncle, and an aunt in her family.

The uncle's name is Chaoze. But he can't read half a word, he was born as a farmer, and he is very simple. Although his younger brother worships the national teacher, he has never asked for an official position, and he is a farmer in Yancheng with peace of mind.

The second uncle's name is Chaode, unknown, and with the support of the national teacher's father, he has obtained an official position in the imperial city.

And her aunt's name is Chaoye, and she has been by her father's side since she was a child, and then she was also a family affair arranged by the father of the national teacher and married into an official eunuch's family.

Now she is the eldest lady of the Ling Guo family. Cousin Ling Ya'er was born to her.

Chao Ge closed his eyes and remembered the past.

She had seen the genealogy of the Yancheng Dynasty family, if it was this person called Chaoshe, if she was a member of the Chao family, she would definitely be able to have an impression.

In fact, she is also deceiving herself.

This person called "Chao She", the codex he wrote, was carefully stored in the secret pavilion of the national teacher's study.

He must have a relationship with the National Teacher's Mansion, definitely!

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"Chenxiang Building", a restaurant that is innovative in the imperial city, is like a city and prosperous in the city.

In the past, it was given to the three princes by the princess. Now the three princes have opened up a good place for students and young talents to learn poetry and painting.

The song appeared in the morning fragrance building.

"The Princess! I'm sorry, but our rule here is that you have to match the pair before you can enter. Almost three years later, they still haven't changed, stopping in front of her.

The Princess! Or is it still the arrogant and domineering straw bag princess who doesn't have a little ink in her head?

Chaoge has always disdained to explain. She stopped beyond the threshold, looking up at the couplet hanging high above her