"Since there are no survivors, who will take the pen and write the letter?" Shun Hua asked angrily, "Who is doing this boring prank, pretending to be a ghost and writing to Miss Ben!" Seven seals, and all of them are sealed..."

The woman was angry, took out the letter and read: "Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable." Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

The more she read, the more creepy she felt, and it was the first time she read the words written by the Dongpo monk, and she was so frightened and frightened, not to mention other tragic love poems such as "Fortune Operator: I Want to See It", which made her want to burn the letter in her hand immediately.

Steward Gu's face turned pale when he heard this, and he hurriedly persuaded him: "Miss, do you want to report to the official?" The old slave thought, this person is not good, I don't know what else to do, if it is sent by mistake, it is fine, but unfortunately, the word Yan Fu is written on this white envelope, word for word, now it seems that this person is deliberate, but not just want to scare Miss so simple. ”

"Yes, you must report to the official, even if you can't catch someone, you can scare and scare him." Shun Hua eased his breath and asked seriously, "Steward Gu, are you sure that the person who wrote the letter, Mingyue Zhenzhen, is dead?" ”

"Yes, miss." Steward Gu nodded and replied respectfully: "When the young lady received the letter on the first day, the old slave had already gone to the Yamen Mansion to inquire, and this fireworks woman named Mingyue Zhenzhen was indeed dead. ”

"How did you die?" Shun Huahu asked suspiciously.

"It was also burned to death in that fire, but the master of the yamen said that it seems that there was a maid who was dissatisfied with the master pushing her off the kang, so she held a grudge, and burned her master to death with a fire, but it didn't come to pass, the entire moon viewing building was also burned down, and almost all the people present were spared." Steward Gu told truthfully.

Hearing this, Shunhua raised his eyebrows disappreciatively.

"None of them were spared, then it is strange, since no one survived, then who knows who set the fire? What was the cause of the fire? ”

"......" Steward Gu was stunned, and thought to himself: "That's also true, this is really strange." ”

"Moreover, the other party transcribed the poems of famous artists, using ordinary letterhead that cannot be more ordinary, and the handwriting is slightly rude, which really makes people can't help but suspect that this person who wrote the letter..."

"How? What about the person who wrote the letter? Steward Gu stretched his neck curiously.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Shun Hua joked 100% seriously: "Steward Gu, you reacted so much, this letter can't be written by you, right?" If it's really you, it's enriched! Miss Ben promises not to deduct your wages. ”

"Miss, don't make fun of the old slave, the old slave is good at taking an abacus, if you let the old slave write poems with a pen, wouldn't it be Zhu Bajie listening to the book of heaven - I don't know anything?" Steward Gu hurriedly smiled and waved his hand, adding, "Miss, do you think these letters are likely to be written to the master?" ”

"My father's old lover? Then you might as well say that my mother is from the coffin... Phew! Shunhua shook his head, and said with self-disgust: "I almost fell into the way of a bad person, instead of scaring myself, it is better to find out, Steward Gu, before you go to report to the official, go and turn out my father's old things, Miss Ben will see if this matter has anything to do with my father's old love debt." ”

"Come on, the old slave will do it."

About half an hour later, Shunhua, who was dressed all over his body, was bubbling with air in his mouth, looking at Steward Gu who came down from the long ladder, and came down with a bunch of old things.

Steward Gu spoke earnestly, and his lips trembled slightly:

"These are all books that the master read before he disappeared, and the old slave wanted to take them together and hand them over to the eldest lady to see if there were any clues related to the disappearance of the master, but unfortunately the eldest lady was disheartened by the master and did not want to find his loss again, so the old slave could only silently put these things back in place."

How could Shunhua not understand the difficulties of Steward Gu, he was a loyal partner to her father, full of talents, but he would rather condescend to the Yan family, just to repay her father's kindness.

Before, there was finally a way to find her old employer, but she was forced to give up because of a few negative words from her, and she was already annoyed by someone else.

The woman pursed her lips, put her hand on the butler's shoulder, and comforted her kindly:

"Don't worry, Steward Gu, Miss Ben will take a good look, if you can, get my father back by the way."

"Really?"

Hearing this, those eyes were a little moist, and he looked at Shun Hua with some surprise, and said with a smile: "Then if there is anything to use the old slave, just say that the sword mountain and the sea of fire are not to be dismissed." ”

"That's... It's not that serious. Shunhua was amused by the serious steward Gu who had taken the oath of eight hundred.

Steward Gu turned around, put the old thing in his hand, turned around and put it on the table, and suddenly, a thick miscellaneous book slipped down and landed on the corner of the table.

Shun Hua bent down suspiciously, picked it up, and said in surprise: "The Classic of Mountains and Seas? I didn't expect that a mature and stable person like my father would also like to read such weird books, and Miss Ben thought that he would only read some 'rigorous' books such as "Summer and Winter" and "Romance of the Nine Kingdoms". ”

"Mature and steady?" Steward Gu raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and corrected: "If it is in terms of business and strategy, the master is indeed a mature and stable person, but in terms of the temperament of dealing with people and things on weekdays, it is very different. ”

"Could it be that my father is in front of and behind people, and there are still two faces?"

Shunhua raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little fresh.

"This old slave doesn't dare to talk about it, but the old man is indeed an extremely lively and merry son, but he is not a person who loves to read, and it is strange that a few months before the accident, he asked the old slave to collect a lot of books about these gods and ghosts, what to talk about, what is different, what is the legend of the Son of Heaven and the like, there are all."

""Strange Tales from Liaozhai", "The Biography of Mu Tianzi", my father's taste is quite unique, can you fall asleep at night after gnawing on such a 'hard' book?" Shunhua couldn't help but complain.

Like gossip, Steward Gu replied happily:

"Miss doesn't know, those books were very popular with the public more than ten years ago, the old slave stayed up for a few days and nights, only at the door of each bookstore, after lining up to help the master collect a complete set, and then brought back to Yanfu, those days, the master read the book and didn't even sleep, read one after another, boiled up the eyes, like fiery eyes, no, like gold stars in the eyes, close the book, and fall asleep at the end."

"No wonder, I always couldn't see my father during that time, Miss Ben thought that there was a problem with the family's business, and my father must be very troubled, busy dealing with it, it turned out that he stayed up late to read, and he couldn't open his eyes, and he was ashamed to see people."

Shunhua sighed helplessly, thinking, this dad is really a pit.

She was still so worried at the time, and she was ready to take over the problem.

She quickly flipped through the Classic of Mountains and Seas in her hand, and suddenly, from the mezzanine of the book, a dim piece of paper fell out.

Steward Gu picked it up for Shunhua intimately, and the white palm gently took the folded paper, and when he unfolded it, a hideous-looking python jumped on the paper, which made people frightened.

"It seems that this snake is not like a mortal thing, right?" Steward Gu guessed suspiciously.

"Indeed, it is likely to be something from the Book of Mountains and Seas, why would Dad hide such a portrait of a big snake? Adore? ”

The woman quickly flipped through the Classic of Mountains and Seas and found a description that was extremely consistent with the snake, and she read word by word: "Hook snake, out of Yongchang, this ancient legend is also." It is said that its tail is long, and it can hook people and things on the shore to eat, and it is also like a crocodile..."

"The old man's taste seems to be quite strange indeed." Steward Gu said affirmatively.

"Steward Gu, you do... There's nothing else to hide from me. Shunhua raised his eyes solemnly, as if he had thought of something.

*

At noon, General Hai went to the prince's dormitory through the secret passage, and after he knocked on the door, the stone door of the secret passage was opened, and the prince's people happened to greet him behind the door.

As soon as the visitor saw the prince on the wooden wheel, he knelt down.

He raised his voice and said: "The lower officials pay a visit to His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Let's be flat."

After a few days of recuperation, the prince's physical condition is getting better day by day.

"What's the matter?"

General Hai was overjoyed and congratulated: "Weichen congratulates the prince, congratulations to the prince, the body has recovered so quickly, presumably, he will soon be able to regroup and fight the Jinluan Palace again." ”

The prince nodded, and his eyes were full of writing: Quickly show your intentions.

"Not much nonsense, say!"

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, before that, didn't you promise Mr. Lu to rebel against Lord Chen? Wei Chen waited at home for a few days, a little restless, and couldn't help but come and ask, when does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince plan to find Lord Chen? ”

"There's no rush at this time." The prince said steadily.

"But... Don't miss the time, Your Highness. General Hai anxiously persuaded bitterly.

The crown prince raised his hand and said a powerful word, blocking General Hai's doubts.

"In a few days, when I'm ready, I'll personally rebel."

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince, then the official will go back to the house and wait for the good news of His Royal Highness the Prince."

*

Coincidentally, unlike Wan Qiong's turbulent dark tide, Minghua's hall was a little tense, and it was about to explode.

The civil and military officials sat silently on the side, bowing their heads with sweat on their foreheads, waiting for the palace maid to present the poisonous wine from behind and place it in front of the regent, the black mask was particularly conspicuous, and the man looked at the poisonous wine silently and raised it.

The officials pretended to squint inadvertently, peeking at the man in the black mask, and everyone watched nervously as the man drank the poisoned wine into his stomach.

Before long, the regent covered the scarf in front of him, lowered his head, and looked pained.

Seeing this, someone finally couldn't help it and jumped out.

Haha laughed and said, "This time, you are not dead yet?" Unexpectedly, we have already put the most yin and cold poison in the cup - Heding Hong, this time, the Daluo Immortals can't save you, hahahahaha..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the regent sat up straight and muttered in a low voice, "It's so good that I almost soiled the scarf that my lady gave me." ”