12 A little Lori fell from the wall
The neglected memory instantly returned to its place.
The jade plaque was given to her by the mountain court, and she was told that if she was in trouble, she could take this jade plaque and ask for help from all the government offices in the land of Zhangliang.
She originally remembered to ask Xing Le about this piece of jade, but until Xing Le said goodbye and left, she forgot to ask. If it weren't for the meticulous workmanship of that jade plaque, she thought that she could exchange money when she had no money, and she might have thrown it away a long time ago.
Now when she saw that the relevant totem also appeared with King Zhangliang, she thought it out thoroughly.
At that moment, Zhuang Hua actually thought of a lot of things.
King Zhangliang was once hostage in Yasukuni, and Shanting was a doctor in Yasukuni; Shan Ting said that he had three like-minded close friends in Yasukuni, one of whom had ambitions to level the world; The mountain garden is an infernal affair; The mountain court has a token of the same totem of King Zhangliang's army; Shanting made it difficult for her to go to Zhangliang.
Mountain Garden...... It's the man of King Zhangliang!
In the next moment, Zhuang Hua's waist bent down to salute.
King Zhangliang is very weighty, and he is a friend and top boss of Shan Ting, so it must be no problem for her to hand over the secret report to him!
Wrong! Zhaoguo's situation is internal and external troubles, but King Zhangliang's situation is ambushed from all sides, and she handed over the secret report to him, which will only make his situation more difficult, and this secret report will only be more suspicious in the eyes of King Zhao, even if King Zhao believes it, he will be more jealous of King Zhangliang, which will aggravate the speed of the deterioration of the relationship between father and son, and then Zhaoguo will be even more precarious.
If you want to complete Shanting's entrustment, you just need to hand over the secret report to the person in front of you, but if you want to fulfill Shanting's wish, you must not hand it over to him.
King Zhangliang's cold gaze swept over the saluting crowd, and even Zhuang Hua, who stood tall and saluted, only made his gaze pause, and then crossed over in an instant.
Then, a deep male voice came out of King Zhangliang's mouth: "Withdraw." β
At the sound of an order, all the soldiers immediately gathered in one place, the array was neat, King Zhangliang turned his horse around, followed by the cavalry, and behind the cavalry were the foot soldiers escorting the few remaining living mouths of the bandits, and left the Fenglei Village in an orderly manner.
Zhuang Hua straightened up, raised his head, and watched this invincible army gradually disappear into the night.
Yi noticed Fang Cai Zhuang Hua's fluctuating mood swings, and looking at Zhuang Hua's deep and distant gaze at this time, Yi also cast his eyes on the direction where King Zhang Liang left.
Does "he" know him? What is their relationship?
Yi had a lot of questions, but he didn't ask a word, just got up silently, stood aside and accompanied Zhuang Hua to watch the team disappear without a trace.
Zhuang Hua looked at the cheering people in front of him, and he actually had some envy.
She was an ordinary person who was similar to them, but she didn't have such a simple happiness.
Yutong found Zhuang Hua and said to her happily: "Sir, we are saved thanks to Mr. Qisi, thank you for your great kindness!" After saying that, he bowed his hand.
The others also bowed in unison with the fish, "Mr. Xie Shanting's life-saving grace!" β
Zhuang Hua hurriedly said: "This is the work of King Zhangliang, everyone should still thank King Zhangliang!" β
"That's right! King Zhangliang's red horse is really as brave as the legend! β
"Yes, yes, every soldier is comparable to a centurion!"
"What is a centurion, I heard that every cavalry of Chixiao is a warrior in a thousand."
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The ears seemed to explode, and he fell into a heated discussion, Huan Shao's heart was aroused and participated in the discussion, Yanrong followed some leaders of the caravan to the place where the goods were stacked to find Zhuang Hua's luggage, and Yi also retrieved the sword that was collected by the bandits, and still stayed by Zhuang Hua's side.
Yu Tong smiled and said to Zhuang Hua: "I didn't expect such a coincidence, but I was actually saved by King Zhangliang's birthday team." β
Zhuang Hua was puzzled: "Birthday team? β
Yu Tong explained: "The ninth day of August this year is the 55th birthday of King Zhao, and the princes from all over the country go to Shaoguang to worship and celebrate his birthday. β
"I see." Zhuang Hua nodded.
Is that really the case? Not necessarily, Zhuang Hua believes that the person behind the bandit will also guess like this, but he can't guess clearly. Cleverness is always mistaken for cleverness.
After that, the journey seemed to be much more peaceful, and Zhuang Huachai might be because he was getting closer and closer to Shaoguang.
The rainy season also comes. "In the thirty-seventh year of Zhaoli Jingshuo, the twenty-fifth ...... of July," Zhuang Hua wrote slowly and methodically on the bamboo slip with the sound of rain outside the car in his ears: "To the capital of Zhaoguo, Shaoguang." β
After walking for two and a half months after entering Zhaoguo, she finally arrived at her destination.
Originally, Yutong also wanted to help Zhuang Hua find a house, but Zhuang Hua refused, so after saying goodbye to the caravan at the East City Gate, Zhuang Hua and the other four stayed at the post house that day, and decided to find a house the next day.
After a long journey, the three of Yanrong, who hurried to vomit, quickly fell asleep, only the lights in Zhuanghua's house were still beating.
Early the next morning, Zhuang Hua asked the owner of the inn: "May I ask the shopkeeper, do you know that there are houses for sale in the city?" β
The gray-haired innkeeper replied very kindly: "If you return to the guest officer, the old man knows that there is a house for sale in the east of the city, but he is just ......" The boss said this, a little embarrassed.
"The shopkeeper is blunt."
"This mansion is next to the Jade Princess Mansion, and it has been sold for three years and no one cares about it. Don't hide it from the guest officer, the owner of the house once secretly said that if anyone can introduce someone to buy this house, he is willing to pay that person 10% of the money he can sell, and the old man can't bear to deceive the guest officer, so it is better for the guest officer to inquire elsewhere. β
Zhuang Hua was curious and asked, "Why is that house unattended?" β
The boss lowered his body and approached: "I heard that the house is haunted!" Then, as if he was being targeted by something, he shrank back and looked carefully left and right.
Haunted? Interesting!
Zhuang Hua asked the boss: "Does the store want to make that money?" β
"Who doesn't want money for nothing." The boss replied.
"So, let's take someone around."
"Huh?!"
Ignoring the innkeeper's surprise, Zhuang Hua turned around and told Yanrong to pack their luggage and set off immediately.
The boss and Huan sat outside the carriage together, showing the way for Huan, who was driving the car, and in the carriage, Yanrong had a bitter face and asked Zhuang Hua: ; "Sir, are you just going to take a look?"
Zhuang Hua didn't know why, and said, "Why do you ask that?" β
"Sir......" Yan Rong persuaded earnestly: "The shopkeeper said that the house is haunted, and no one cares about it for three or four years, it should be true, let's not go there, okay?" β
Zhuang Hua turned his head to look at the silent Yi and asked, "Yi thinks the same way?" β
Yi shook his head, "No." β
Yan Rong glared at him fiercely, feeling that he had given him a good look before, so he looked at Zhuang Hua pleadingly, but Zhuang Hua was unmoved, and seemed to have made up his mind.
The carriage walked for more than half an hour, and the innkeeper said, "Stop!" This is it. Then the carriage came to a slow stop.
Zhuang Hua was helped out of the carriage by Yi.
The lintel of the mansion in front of you is open, there are three steps, the courtyard wall made of bluestone is towering, and the Zhuma stone with a different head stands in front of the door, the whole faΓ§ade looks atmospheric and low-key, except that the door is empty and a little incongruous.
"Guest officer, you see, this house is actually good, it's a pity that it's so vacant." The innkeeper said with pity to Zhuang Hua.
Zhuang Hua nodded and asked, "Can you go in and have a look?" β
"Of course!" The innkeeper nodded happily, walked to the steps and pushed the door open, "Guest officer, please." β
Zhuang Hua followed, followed by Yi Hehuan, Yan Rong walked at the end with a bitter face, refusing to enter, and finally saw that everyone was going to go away, before gritting his teeth and entering the gate.
As soon as you enter, you will be greeted by a spacious courtyard, and a long neat stone path leads to the main hall flower hall. Passing through the flower hall, there is the front yard, where the host's family entertains guests and rests, divided into five small courtyards, which have not yet been nominated.
After the front yard, there is a garden, there is a pond with a diameter of three zhang in the middle of the garden, it is summer at this time, all kinds of flowers are planted around the pond and bloom just right, the purple and red, the fragrance of the flowers is rich, the two tortuous corridors are entangled several times, and a pavilion passes through the pond, runs through the whole garden, and also connects the front yard and the back yard. Behind the garden is the backyard where the family slaves live.
The backyard was much larger than the frontyard, and there were seven or eight small courtyards with beautiful surroundings, where the mistress of the family lived, separated from the place where the slaves lived. The slave dwelling also included a large kitchen, a firewood house, a stable, a storehouse, and a large area. In each small courtyard, there is also its own kitchenette. The special feature is the west wall of the garden, which is attached to a small garden in the princess's mansion, and there is no distinction between them.
After shopping around from beginning to end, Zhuang Hua felt very satisfied, such a large place, meticulously decorated, the environment was quiet and beautiful, in her previous life, she worked overtime for five hundred years and couldn't afford it, she asked the owner of the inn, and it was only five hundred gold! It only accounted for half of her entire fortune, which was a big surprise.
There was only one point, Zhuang Hua asked curiously: "Here, is there often someone cleaning it?" "It's like there's been someone living there.
The innkeeper shuddered, and replied with a trembling mouth, "This is the ...... credit. β
Yan Rong, who had been fascinated by the scenery here, said! He screamed and grabbed the arms of the people around him.
Huan was frightened by Yanrong like this, and his face turned white, and he looked around suspiciously.
Yi's situation was a little better, but the sword in his hand was tighter, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Could it be that there is still a snail girl?" Zhuang Hua had a rare expression on his face, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face, with a sense of calming people's hearts, which made the four people who saw this scene all stunned, and he dissipated his fear, ignoring the word "snail girl" that Zhuang Hua said.
The innkeeper already felt that this strangely dressed hairless boy was not an ordinary person, but now he felt that he was not bad as expected, and his favorability doubled.
"Guest officer, although the old man wants to make this money, he still wants to remind the guest officer that this place is really not a good place, but you have to consider it carefully." The innkeeper reminded again.
They all looked at her, waiting for her decision.
"I think this place is very good, and I have to trouble the store to inform the seller, I want to move in as soon as possible, the sooner the better."
Zhuang Hua, whose smile had already dissipated, said with no intention of joking at all.
ββ¦β¦ And so, the old decay went. The innkeeper didn't say much, so he went out and went to find the seller.
Yan Rong's face became ugly, his hand holding Huan tightened again, and Huan's painful grin didn't care about being afraid, but he calmed down like Zhuang Hua, but if you look closely, you will find that his whole body is on alert, ready to burst out at any time.
After a while, the seller of the house came, a man dressed as a scribe about forty years old, he brought the ready-made deed of sale and the title deed, signed a contract with Zhuang Hua in a hurry, received Zhuang Hua's money, and left without stopping.
The innkeeper got the commission and left, and in the huge mansion, there were only four Zhuang Hua masters and servants left.
After Zhuang Hua handed all the documents to Yanrong for safekeeping, he looked at the appearance of the three people in front of him as if they were facing a great enemy, and suddenly a bad taste rose in his heart, and said, "It's better for us to catch ghosts tonight." β
βοΌοΌοΌβ This is Yanrong.
βοΌοΌοΌβ This is Huan.
"......" this is easy.
It's another dark and windy night (Three Foxes: Huh?) Why should I use again? Behind a rockery on the east side of the pond in the garden, there are faint figures swaying, and under the light of the hazy moonlight, it is indescribably weird.
A clear female voice deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Sir, are you sure that the ghost will appear here?" β
A slightly low voice like a teenager replied, "Don't Yanrong believe me?" β
"Faith is ...... letter," the female voice gradually lowered, and then stopped speaking.
Zhuang Hua looked at Yan Rong, whose face was full of "I don't believe it", and did not defend himself, and turned his head to look at the rockery next to the west wall.
Yi Hehuan just vigilantly stayed by Zhuang Hua's side, observing the surrounding situation at all times.
I don't know how long I waited, but the moon had climbed to the center of the night sky, and there was a sudden sound at the western wall.
The sound of the chaotic and fragmented woman's conversation reached the ears of Zhuang Hua and the others.
"It rained for the past few days, and I don't know what happened to my flowers."
"I also planted a new orchid, and I don't know if it's still alive."
"You two don't bother, aren't you going to see it?"
"Sister, sister, take me there! Take me there! β
"What nonsense, how old are you, what should you do if you get hurt? At that time, the eldest sister won't let us come! β
"That's it, little fifteen, don't make a mess."
The female voices chattered one after another, and there were countless of them, but only the voices were heard and no one was seen.
Zhuang Hua said in his heart, it seems that they are all "female ghosts", and there are actually "little female ghosts"!
Yi who already understood what was going on let down his vigilance, but his brows furrowed again, on the other side of the wall, it was the Jade Princess Mansion.
Yanrong and Huan, who still didn't know why, were so pale that they were about to catch up with Zhuang Hua.
Suddenly, the group of women's voices exclaimed in unison: "Little Fifteen! Come down! β
Zhuang Hua shook his head, asked the three of them not to go out, and walked alone to the shadow next to the rockery against the west wall, and looked up at the wall with his hands up.
A small man climbed up the wall, and with a big smile on his red apple face, he said, "Sisters, look, I can do it." Then, without waiting for anyone to speak, he turned around and lay on the top of the rockery on the east side of the wall, and then went down inch by inch.
"Who are you?" A slightly muffled teenager's voice sounded from under the chat, and the girl was shocked, "Ah! He turned his head and instantly felt empty.
Before the world swirled, the little girl only saw that under the hazy moonlight, a hairless young man in a bamboo-green robe raised his head slightly, his eyes were cold and soft, like a stream of clear spring water, looking at her faintly.
I thought I would fall into a lot of meat, but I fell into a slightly cold embrace.
The girl opened her big wet eyes in panic and saw that it was the boy who was watching her on the ground.
"She" had an indifferent expression, her voice was slightly low, and she said, "A little sister fell from the sky?" β
The girl nodded ignorantly.
"It's like a light cloud just coming out." "He" said again.