"Then how do you know that these people are not ill-intentioned and drunkards?"

"You also said that the puppet is not guilty, but he is guilty. If Dad had given the jade to others first, how would you have become that husband? Moreover," Jiang Linghe paused, a little difficult to speak, "Actually, Dad doesn't know how to obtain the holy relics. ”

"What?" Jiang Xunxue jumped up from the chair and looked at Jiang Linghe in disbelief.

"Your grandfather was in a hurry, and he only explained the location of the holy relics, and he didn't have time to explain how to open the mechanism......

Jiang Xunxue seemed to understand a little: "So, since you can't understand yourself, let others come to find it, and you can be the yellow finch and wait and see what happens." You chose to be born at this time, so that the Three Kingdoms knew that Qinglong Villa was no longer isolated from the world, and made them feel that there was an opportunity. ”

Jiang Linghe nodded: "Yes, in this way, they will send more masters than in previous years, as long as they find any clues, the father will open the mechanism to let them have no return." ”

"Then you can just ask the person you like to find it." Jiang Xunxue was puzzled.

"No, you can't. One is that the father has not yet determined the person he wants to assist, and the other is that there are still many secret organ formations in Qinglong Mountain, if that person has an accident, how can he have to compensate for the loss? ”

Jiang Xunxue muttered, and suddenly asked: "Then if you wait until that day and you leave, mother, oh no, what about the godmother on the mountainside?" Jiang Xunxue has always hoped that her father can be with her godmother, and she always feels that there seems to be an unspeakable past between the two people.

Jiang Linghe looked at her deeply and said, "There are some things that are inconvenient to tell you now, but you will know slowly, when you know, you may have experienced great changes in your life, no matter whether your father is not by your side at that time, you have to believe in yourself and believe in your senior brother." Discuss with your senior brother and uncle if you have something, and don't have too much contact with people in the royal family. ”

Although he didn't know why Jiang Linghe jumped the topic and didn't know what he meant, Jiang Xunxue still agreed.

After Jiang Linghe left, Jiang Xunxue supported her chin with her hands, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyes: they were all in a hurry, was it just because of the wrong payment of Chunxin? Dad, you underestimate me too much, since you deliberately conceal it, there must be something terrible, I'll check it myself. The person who failed his mother must not be simple, and the matter of his grandfather, maybe there is some conspiracy in this, and it is related to the great changes that my father said. And judging from my father's reaction just now, the godmother should have been involved in some things. No matter who it is, no matter what it is, it is unforgivable to hurt my dearest people, even if it is a moth to the fire, I want to seek justice for my mother.

Nothing special happened in the next two days, there were still many passers-by watching near the post house, Jiang Linghe did not step out of the post house except for entering the palace to discuss matters, and Jiang Xunxue ignored the care of her senior brother Jiang Yiyan as usual and ran out of the post house to play. At this time, there are more and more people who know about Jiang Xunxue's existence, and everyone's thoughts on her are getting heavier and heavier, and they are speculating about what her identity can bring to the family.

Just when Sima Fu was also making calculations, Jiang Wei handed over the news to them to dispel this idea. Sima Yan was really shocked when he saw the news, and secretly rejoiced that he almost fell short and ruined his grandson's future. So Sima Yan also sent a message to his daughter in the palace, don't take this hot potato.

Jiang Xunxue also felt that there were more people staring at her, but it didn't affect her mood at all, she couldn't find Miao Yeqing anywhere in the past two days, she just teased these people. So, she walked through the green building, entered the bathhouse, and broke through the beggar's den, and the people who followed her complained bitterly in their hearts. No, she took advantage of the temple to secretly eat a few girls' tofu, among which there was a hot-tempered old girl, who took pity on the few who followed Jiang Xunxue not far behind, and was sent to the official not to mention, one of them was beaten up by the old girl, and he was not sent to the official, so he was responsible. There was a wailing over there, and here Jiang Xunxue hid in the hall and leaned forward and leaned back with a smile.

"What a sin, a sin." Jiang Xunxue looked back and saw that it was an elderly monk, followed by a son with clear eyebrows. Judging by the dress and temperament of this monk, he should be a high monk, and his status in the temple is not low. The boy was holding a painting fan, dressed in a smoky white robe, embroidered with a pale green plum blossom pattern, and at first glance it looked a little suave.

"Master." Jiang Xunxue restrained her expression and bowed to the elderly monk with dedication.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has attained enlightenment."

"It turned out that the abbot had enlightened the master, and he was disrespectful. The disciple didn't mean to disturb the purity of the Buddhism, but just wanted to teach a few people, but he didn't expect the movement to be so big that he offended. Jiang Xunxue was a little sorry.

"There is no way for good or evil, but people call themselves, and the retribution of good and evil follows like a shadow. Everything has a cause and effect, and the donor does not have to blame himself. As for the title of 'disciple', the donor is not a believer in Buddhism, so he does not need to call himself so. ”

"Hey, the master has good eyesight." Jiang Xunxue didn't have the slightest consciousness of being exposed, but instead came to the spirit and came to the front of Wu, "Master, how do you know that I don't believe in Buddhism, let's talk about it." Satoru smiled at her and asked the little novice to send her out.

Looking at Jiang Xunxue's departing back, a smile appeared in his eyes: Brother Zhongkun, your daughter's temperament is not like you at all.

Jiang Xunxue, who was kicked out in disguise, didn't feel embarrassed, after all, it was on someone else's territory, so it was better not to act rashly. Walking out of the main hall, she found that the scenery of this Anguo Temple was good, so she walked around and took a look at the beauty by the way. Most of the young women who come to the temple to incense wear veils, but their posture is graceful and very eye-catching. After strolling around for a while, Jiang Xunxue lost interest and rested under a cherry tree. There are many beautiful people and beautiful men in Jiangnan, especially in the imperial city in recent years, the trend of men dressing up as women has become prevalent somehow, and men have also begun to modify their faces, wearing neutral clothes, and how soft the faces of men in Jiangnan are, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female from a distance. She saw it very fresh at the beginning of her descent from the mountain, and such people have seen too much, and they have begun to get tired of aesthetics.

"Aren't you the little girl you just had?" Jiang Xunxue opened her eyes when she heard the voice, and saw the person standing in front of her, who was the son behind her just now.

"You're not gone yet, are you?" The boy asked.

"Who are you?"

"Haha, my name is Qian Yucheng, a person from the Imperial City, who writes paintings and poems for a living. I wonder if the girl is satisfied with this answer? Qian Yucheng looked at Jiang Xunxue with a smile.