Fu Jun even thought of the dungeon where the chess test was held.

From a long time ago, she felt that the dungeon did not look like Wang Xiang's handiwork.

As a local official of the Han Dynasty, what is the purpose of digging such a secret place in office? If it is found out by someone with a heart, Wang Xiang will face more than just being impeached. Was it necessary for him to take the risk?

And now, all this has become less elusive because of the words of the flowing wind. All the mysteries of Aunt Yu and the Wang family were also answered because of Liufeng's words.

However, if all this is true, why would Aunt Yu commit herself to Wang Xiang as a concubine? Why did the Wang family struggle in the inner house of the Pingnan Marquis Mansion and finally died tragically under the poison?

Fu Jun didn't believe that the royal family of a country would be so powerless in the end. That is the supreme ruler of the entire country, and it is impossible not to have a force to protect him.

Fu Jun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the emotions that surged up in his heart, and asked word by word, "You said that you are from the Nangong family." This Nangong clan, but the Nangong clan I know? ”

Liufeng nodded, with a hint of pride on his face, and said firmly: "Yes, it is the Nangong clan, the Nangong clan that once lived proudly in this world, and the Nangong clan who is brave and invincible." ”

Fu Jun sat motionless with the cup in his hand, feeling a little breathless for a while.

She came over to talk to Liufeng alone, just to ask the other party about her plans for the future. She was not ready to listen to a secret story, let alone think that there was such a big secret hidden about her life experience.

Even if Fu Jun has strong nerves, a firm heart, and the experience of being a human being in two lives, it does not mean that she can accept all the incredible things anytime and anywhere.

Fu Jun looked at Liufeng in disbelief, looking at her beautiful eyes, trying to find something in the other party's eyes.

And after a short look at each other, Fu Jun suddenly felt a little funny.

It was only a few seconds. She really believed what Liufeng said, and thought that all of this was very likely.

But think about it again, Liufeng is just a maid in an inner house, how much credibility does what she say? What could she know? Such a person with a dual personality. It's hard to say if you won't suffer from mild paranoia at the same time.

What's more, this is just Liufeng speaking in the empty vernacular, and there is no empirical evidence.

At that moment, Fu Jun almost wanted to laugh at himself. As a former policeman, he actually believed her with just a few words from Liufeng. Where did her professionalism go?

Fu Jun let out a sigh. put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the flowing wind, and opened his mouth to speak.

However, her open mouth closed again when she looked at the moment of the flowing wind.

Because, Liufeng suddenly did one thing.

She suddenly fell to her knees on the ground, and then raised her palms upwards with her hands held high.

In the palm of her hand, something lay quietly.

The moment I saw something like that. Fu Jun's complexion changed suddenly.

The thing that the flowing wind held in the palm of his hand was a black jade gourd with extremely warm jade.

Looking at the black jade gourd, Fu Jun only felt that her heart was like being struck by lightning, and the soles of her feet were weak.

She shook her body and slowly stood up, staring straight at the black jade gourd in Liufeng's hand with a pair of eyes, and her whole person trembled slightly.

This jade gourd Fu Jun is really familiar. If the black jade is replaced with topaz, it will be exactly the same as the jade gourd that Fu Jun has been wearing on his body.

It was a birthday gift from Wang to Fu Jun on his birthday six years ago. She still remembers that at that time, Wang's warm hand gently stroked the top of her hair, and said to her gently and solemnly: "...... This is what my mother's mother gave to my mother back then...... Don't leave ...... for a moment."

Fu Jun couldn't bear it anymore. He staggered a few steps forward and took the black jade gourd in his hand and looked at it carefully.

When you look at it from a distance, you feel like it, but when you look closely, you find it. This black jade gourd is almost exactly the same as Fu Jun's, except that the moon-shaped hole on the top of the gourd is larger than Fu Jun's.

"Where did you get that?" Fu Jun asked in a slightly trembling voice.

Liufeng had already straightened up at this time, and said in a low voice: "This is the maidservant's mother handed over to the maidservant." The mother also said to the servant, 'If the slave is gone, the black jade should be returned.' The people of the Nangong family never broke their word. The girl had promised to dismiss her servant's slavery. The maidservant should give it to the girl. ”

Fu Jun stretched out his hand to hold the table on the side, stabilized his body and was silent for a while, slowly digesting what Liufeng said, and there was a moment of confusion in his mind.

If she was still skeptical of Liufeng's words, then when Liufeng took out this black jade gourd, Fu Jun began to believe in Liufeng's words.

It's just because this jade gourd is so special. Not only is the jade rare, but what is even more special is the thin rope that hangs the gourd, which is not cotton, silk, cloth, silk, or any metal known to Fu Jun. It feels a little like the plastic material of Fu Jun's previous life, but it has an indescribable sense of coolness and warmth.

What kind of material is this lanyard, Fu Jun has checked many books over the years, but has never found the answer. Only once did I occasionally hear Wang Xiang mention that it was an extremely rare "Xuanjin" produced in a certain mountain in Nanshan Country back then. This Xuanjin knife is constantly sharpened, and the sword is cut without a trace, and it is really the strongest and toughest thing in the world.

However, the output of this Xuanjin is very small, and Nangong Yong, the general of Nanshan State, wanted to make a armor coat out of Xuanjin back then, but he searched for it to no avail. However, some people heard that the emperor of Nanshan Kingdom thinned this object into Xuanjin leaves, which were used to engrave scriptures to show sincerity.

It's just a legend. What the hell is like in the dark, no one in the world knows after all.

At this moment, when Fu Jun recalled Wang Xiang's words at the beginning, and then carefully looked at the black jade gourd in front of him, he couldn't help but associate the string hanging jade with Xuanjin.

Such a rare thing, if it belongs to a certain concubine of the prefect of Gusu Wang Xiang, or belongs to the daughter of a wealthy family who was kicked out of the house, I always feel a little discordant.

And if the owner of this jade gourd is replaced by the royal family of Nanshan Kingdom, it will immediately fall into common sense, and it is more in line with general logic.

Could it be that what Liufeng said is really true?

Aunt Yu is really the queen of the royal family of Nanshan Kingdom? However, after being a royal family, why is the strength so thin? Aunt Yu is just that, but the Wang family was poisoned and murdered. Where are those who protect her?

Why is there no one around the daughter of the royal family?

Fu Jun pinched the black jade gourd, his heart fluctuated, and all kinds of thoughts poured into his mind.

After a long while, she exhaled slowly, lowered her eyes and glanced at the flowing wind, and a sharp light crossed her dark eyes. (To be continued.) )