The two were very close, and Jun Qinglan's heart seemed to be infected by him, and suddenly it fluctuated violently like a deer.

was like him, and suddenly said nothing, and only said a good word softly.

This voice was worth a thousand words, Li Congyao slowly hooked the corners of his lips, and the smile went straight to the bottom of his eyes.

The carriage was finally quiet, and no longer sound, but Rong Xi shook the horsewhip, and the corners of his lips almost reached his ears.

"Grandpa Rong, why are you so happy?" Tang Ying sat beside him, resting one leg on the wheel, the other dangling in the air. But he gradually frowned: "Why is there no movement in the car?" I'll have to see. ”

"Don't move!" Rong Xi looked sideways, and immediately pulled his sleeve and shook his head: "I advise you, it's better not to." One more of you in the car will be crowded. ”

"I'm just going to see, and I don't stay long. What's more, the prince's carriage is so big, how can it be crowded? ”

"Huh." Rong Xi smiled: "The world of two people is very small, so it can only accommodate two people." One more, one point, one cent, no one feels crowded. ”

Tang Ying frowned: "What do you mean by this, why can't I understand?" ”

Rong Xi smiled even more, with a bit of unspeakable mystery: "Of course you don't understand the affairs of men and women." ”

"I don't understand?" Tang Ying glared: "I, Tang Ying, want to be a romantic figure in the Rouge Building back then, I don't understand the affairs of men and women, can you, a eunuch who can't even touch women, understand?" ”

"You only need to use your body." Rong Xi snorted lightly and said: "The miscellaneous family looks at those crazy men and women, with their hearts, you are naturally inferior to me." ”

Tang Ying was not convinced and protested loudly. Rong Xi didn't explain, laughing all the way.

The journey along the way, as Li Congyao expected, everything was calm and smooth. After the Chengtianzong raided that night, it suddenly disappeared, and the convoy arrived at the royal court in southern Xinjiang.

The king of southern Xinjiang gave the task of welcoming the envoys of Northern Xia to the king of Zhaoyang, and as soon as the convoy entered the city, the king of Zhaoyang personally waited at the gate of the city, led them to the palace, and personally arranged all the things.

Jun Qinglan stood on the water pavilion platform of the palace and looked at the mighty palace in front of her. At this moment, southern Xinjiang has entered the scorching summer, the sun is in the sky, and even the air seems to be hot. Only on this water pavilion, enjoying the wind from all directions, can you still feel a little cool.

The robe on her body had already been changed into the style that Li Congyao had ordered someone to remake, and the lightest Xiangyun yarn was used to wear it on her body, which was as soft as nothing. Even so, Jun Qinglan still has a deep awe of the weather in southern Xinjiang.

It's just hot, the key is that the humidity is heavy, and it makes people feel like they are in a thick fog all the time, and their clothes are damp.

In this situation, anyone hopes to complete the handover as soon as possible, so that they can take Princess Yujin of Southern Xinjiang and return to Beijing as soon as possible.

However.......

"Sister Jun, I'm looking for you everywhere, so you found such a good place to hide."

Behind her, the woman's footsteps quickly approached in the delicate and crisp sound of ringing. Jun Qinglan didn't have to look back to know that the person who came was Jiang Ying.

Since entering the Southern Xinjiang Palace, except for the two of them, everyone else has been busy and has not seen anyone.

"The ghost weather in southern Xinjiang is really unbearable." Jiang Ying sat heavily on the wooden bench in the water pavilion, and kept fanning the wind with her sleeves: "I've only walked so many steps, I think I'm going to melt away." ”

Jun Qinglan glanced at Jiang Ying. The little girl didn't care about the so-called manners and beauty at all, and coiled up all the green silk on her head, refusing to even wear a velvet flower. The clothes on his body were not worn well, the skirt was pulled up to the knees, and the sleeves were pulled up to the crook of the arm, revealing a pair of jade arms that were white and pink.

"Look what you've become." Jun Qinglan shook her head: "If you ask Grandpa Guo to see it, you have to make it up." ”

"They're not there. Besides, the weather in southern Xinjiang is too hot. Don't say it's a human, even a dog can't stand it. ”

Jun Qinglan took a look, and saw that the meat bun had flattened his entire body on the ground. A pitch-black tongue almost stretched out, lazy and without any energy. Where is there still the royal tribute in the past, the little majesty of the royal black-tongued dog?

Jun Qinglan looked funny, they all said that the thing was like the owner, and the meat bun was exactly the same as Jiang Ying, so there was really no way to condemn it.

"It's really too hot in southern Xinjiang."

"Not really." Jiang Ying pouted and said, "When I came, I ordered someone to make two ice bowls, and said that I would eat them with you." As a result, I went out, and when I turned the corridor, I turned into water, and I lost my appetite at all. Or will you look for a place, it's really cooler here than elsewhere. ”

Jun Qinglan stared at the vast smoke outside the water pavilion and frowned slightly. It had been five days since they arrived at the royal court, and they had not been summoned by the king of southern Xinjiang for so long. Don't say it's them, even Li Congyao and Dingguo Gong don't seem to have really met Princess Yujin.

In order to balance Chengtianzong, wasn't the king of Southern Xinjiang in a hurry to marry Northern Xia? What does it mean to drag on like this all of a sudden?

"I've been idle for the past few days, so I've talked with the people who are waiting in this palace, and I really asked me to inquire about something great." Jiang Ying suddenly straightened up, and her round eyes looked at Jun Qinglan: "Do you want to hear it, Sister Jun?" ”

Jun Qinglan smiled: "Say it." ”

Jiang Ying's whole person was shouting from top to bottom, let me say it, it is completely superfluous to ask that sentence. If Jiang Ying is not allowed to speak, I am afraid that she will be able to suffocate her to death.

"They all said that although the weather in southern Xinjiang was hot in previous years, it was never as good as this year." Jiang Ying blinked: "The reason why this year's weather is so unbearable is all due to the marriage between Southern Xinjiang and Northern Xia." ”

Jun Qinglan's heart moved, and she looked sideways at Jiang Ying: "What is the truth?" ”

"The crux of the problem is not all in the Chengtian Sect? It is said that the suzerain of Chengtianzong watched the stars at night, and deduced that the marriage between Southern Xinjiang and Northern Xia was contrary to heavenly principles. If it is forced, it will definitely bring disaster to southern Xinjiang, and the death of the eldest princess is a warning from the gods. If the king of southern Xinjiang still insists on going his own way, Princess Yujin will inevitably disappear between heaven and earth like the eldest princess. The reason why the weather is so hot now is also a warning from the gods to the king of southern Xinjiang. ”

Jun Qinglan frowned fiercely. It turns out that Southern Xinjiang is reluctant to summon for a long time, is this the reason? This rumor has spread to the point that everyone knows about it in southern Xinjiang, and of course it will not happen overnight.

Even so, the king of southern Xinjiang still ushered them into the royal court, but deliberately dragged them away...... What are you going to do?

"I heard that there is a powerful national teacher in southern Xinjiang. Chengtianzong spread rumors under the pretense of the mouth of the gods, couldn't the national teacher stop it? ”

Jiang Ying shrugged: "Who knows?" ”

Jun Qinglan was silent. Jiang Ying's temperament has always been jumpy, she only wants to be lively when she hears things, so she won't care about the ins and outs, and she can't inquire about this matter at all.

Seeing her suddenly get up, Jiang Ying was taken aback: "Why are you going?" ”

"Ask God."

The woman's cold voice came from afar, and there were only two words. Jiang Ying pursed her lips, and after thinking about it for a long time, she still couldn't understand what mystery Jun Qinglan was hiding in this question. I wanted to go with her, but I looked at the blazing sun outside, and I stopped thinking for a moment.

"Sister Jun, you have to be careful and come back early. I don't want to be interrogated like a criminal by Lord Duan. ”

……

Beilu Lane, which is directly east of the royal court in southern Xinjiang, is the most prosperous and spacious alley in the whole city. Beilu Lane is divided into two from the center, and the first half of the road is full of shops and passenger flow. In the second half, it suddenly became quiet, and only shuttle corridors were built on both sides of the alley, and half of the houses were gone. The cloister is extremely long enough to shield pedestrians from sunlight for a moment, and at the end of the cloister is a Taoist temple that covers an extremely large area.

Jun Qinglan stood alone under the Taoist temple, staring at the three golden characters on the plaque for a long time. The dragon and phoenix dance written in these three words look a little chic and majestic, but the brushstrokes do not seem to be very smooth, a little jerky, and it looks like it has just been written by someone who has just practiced calligraphy.

But this is not the point, the important thing is that the three characters on the plaque are in Northern Xia script.

This somewhat made Jun Qinglan feel a little surprised. Northern Xia is far away from the mountains and rivers of southern Xinjiang, and in this royal court, the Taoist plaque that occupies half of the street at the foot of the Son of Heaven actually uses the Northern Xia script?

A couplet is carved on the doorposts on the left and right sides of the plaque.

Shanglian is "all the way has no root, no foundation, no leaf and no glory." The next link is "all things are born, and all things are made".

If those Confucian scholars in Northern Xia saw such a couplet, they were afraid that they would laugh and lose their big teeth. Regardless of the rhyme, just looking at the number of words in the couplet is extremely untidy. However, it is such an unneat couplet, but it is neatly engraved on the doorpost at the most conspicuous gate of the rootless view.

"No roots, no roots, no leaves, no tolerance. All things come into being, and all things come to pass. ”

Jun Qinglan slowly recited the words on the doorpost, only to feel that these simple words had a deep meaning, and there was an unimaginable profundity.

"That's probably the origin of the rootless view."

"Are you the destined person in Master's mouth?"

Jun Qinglan was groaning deeply, when she suddenly heard a childish voice coming from inside the door. Following the prestige, it was an eleven or twelve-year-old half-way boy standing behind the threshold, looking at her timidly.

"Are you destined for Master?" Daotong looked at Jun Qinglan and asked seriously again.

"This ......." Jun Qinglan sighed slightly and said, "I don't know. ”

Dao Tong was stunned for a long time, and suddenly grinned: "Then it must be you." Master said, "Let me invite you in." ”

Jun Qinglan smiled and asked, "How do you know it's me?" ”

Dao Tong shrugged: "This time, there is no one else but you." ”

Jun Qinglan: "......." That's true...... Nothing wrong with it at all.

Dao Tong respectfully invited Jun Qinglan to take a look, and looked her up and down along the way: "You are not quite the same as other believers." ”

Jun Qinglan raised her eyebrows: "How can you see it?" ”

"In the past, those people came to beg for something. Each has its own purpose, only you, no selfishness. ”

"Hehe, you're wrong." Jun Qinglan smiled slightly, and suddenly turned right: "I came today, also to ask God!" ”