After more than half an hour of beautiful music in Dongzun Palace, silence was restored, and the sky at this time was already dark.

Murong Jia covered her mouth and ran to the bathtub of the bath soup that the palace maid had prepared for her, and then began to clean up and take a bath.

Xia Wanyi exhaled comfortably.

This was the first time Murong Jia had done this, from the beginning of the bite to make him feel painful, and then it made him flutter. Xia Wanyi was also tough, and he insisted on it for more than half an hour, which made Murong Jia's mouth numb!

Twisting his waist coquettishly, Xia Wanyi took out a brocade box with the memory of his previous life.

It took a while to open the brocade box, and inside it was a fan.

Holding this fan, Xia Wanyi sat on the eaves and looked at the painting on it.

The fan depicts a cluster of tall mountains, and a river meanders like a snake between them.

Looking at the fan, the memories in Xia Wanyi's mind came flooding back like seawater.

This is when the prince Xia Wanyi was nineteen years old, that is, two years ago, when he went to the Jiangnan area for a private visit to Weifu, he met an old man in ragged clothes and skinny.

At that time, it was the cold winter season, and it was night, although there was not goose feathers and heavy snow falling like in the north, but the cold wind was so biting that people did not dare to go out.

In the previous life, he and several entourages, including Xiaoyu, passed through a street and alley, preparing to return to the inn. In his previous life, he accidentally saw the old man huddled in the corner, thinking that there was still an old man dressed and encountered like this in the prosperous world, so he couldn't bear it, so he took off the mink coat on his body and covered the old man himself. The retinue wanted to persuade him from his previous life, but he angrily reprimanded him. He also asked someone to go to a nearby restaurant and buy a pot of soju and a roast chicken for the old man.

During this time, he asked the old man why he was here and not home. Is it because the heirs of the family are not supported?

However, the old man did not answer him a single question.

Before leaving, he gave the old man a hundred taels of silver tickets in his previous life, and the old man looked at him and never said a word.

At that time, in his previous life, he thought that the old man was a mute, so he didn't say anything, and after watching the old man gnaw on chicken legs and drink soju by himself for a while, he took his entourage back to the inn.

A dreamless night.

The next morning, the sun shone warmly on the earth.

In his previous life, he woke up and found that there was an extra fan and a hundred taels of silver tickets at the head of his bed.

He picked up the fan suspiciously, opened it and saw that it was no different from an ordinary fan, but the landscape painting painted on it was fascinating.

Looking at the silver ticket again, I found that this was not the one hundred taels of silver ticket that I gave to the old beggar last night?

Summoning an entourage outside the door, the previous life asked, "Did anyone come last night?" ”

The entourage clasped his fists and replied: "Hui Gongzi, I didn't find anyone coming last night." ”

At this time, Xiaoyu walked in: "Brother-in-law, what happened?" ”

"Someone was here last night!" In the previous life, his expression became serious.

Xiao Yu and the attendant just now glanced at each other.

Xiao Yu said with trepidation: "Brother-in-law, we have been guarding the door since you fell asleep last night, and no one has come." ”

And at this moment, there was a "whoosh", and a dart flew out of the window, which happened to be inserted on the table in the room.

The entourage next to Xiao Yu quickly swept to the window to inspect the situation, but found nothing.

In his previous life, he pulled out a dart in front of the table and took down a piece of paper tied to it.

Unfolded it, it was written on the paper:

The mountains and rivers pass on the virtuous monarch, and he helps him succeed every day.

Be sure to take care of this fan, don't let the wicked get it, otherwise it will harm the common people! Remember!

Thanks to the kindness of Prince Xia last night, I saw that you were sleeping soundly when I sent the fan today, and I couldn't bear to disturb my dreams, so I could only put things at your bedside. This silver is of no use to the old decay, but the mink coat is really good.

After reading the note, I saw that the entourage and Xiaoyu by the window wanted to jump out of the window to chase the person who released the darts, so he stopped in his previous life and said: "No need to chase, the person who came is the old man I met last night, and he is also a master of the world, you can't catch up with him." ”

These words made the entourage and Xiaoyu startled and stopped moving.

They would never have imagined that the ragged, scrawny old man of the previous night was a man of the world, but facts speak louder than words.

And two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I haven't investigated who the old man is until his death in his previous life, and what is the mystery of this mountain and river fan.

This is also enough to see that the identity of the old man is secret, and the mystery of the mountain and river fan is profound.

There are some things, in the dark, God has its own arrangements, and Xia Wanyi and the old man meet again. However, it is clear that things are wrong.

Except for the body and part of the memory, this summer evening is not another summer evening.

Since the mountain and river fan is in his own hands, then he has the right and obligation to unravel the identity of the old man and the hidden mystery in the mountain and river fan.

The moon is still bright tonight.

It's just that there is less wine and neon-lit planes in the sky.

A bleak sound of flute came from nowhere.

Who's giving a? Xia Wanyi stood up and looked around.

Could it be that someone is trying to assassinate Lao Tzu again?

The sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, and Xia Wanyi couldn't help but sit down again, and her thoughts slowly fell into the sound of the flute.

This flute sound, it seems that I have heard it somewhere!

However, it is definitely not what he has heard in the 21st century.

Vague images loom in my mind.

Those scenes, as if I had experienced them before.

However, what Xia Wanyi didn't know was that behind the pillars of a cloister not far away, a pair of watery eyes were watching him, and the owner of the eyes was playing with a flute.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the flute stopped, and the summer evening couldn't come to fruition, so I finally had to pick up the mountain and river fan, jump off the eaves, and return to the palace.

The eyes that had been staring at him just now were long gone.

"Where has the prince gone?" At this time, Murong Jia had already bathed. Before, she saw that the brocade box containing the mountain and river fan was opened, but the fan was gone, and when she just wanted to shout the summer evening, she saw him coming back from outside with the mountain and river fan.

was still worried, but when she saw the mountain and river fan, she was relieved.

In fact, except for Xia Wanyi, no one knew what the old man told him-

The mountains and rivers pass on the virtuous monarch, and he helps him succeed every day.

Be sure to take care of this fan, don't let the wicked get it, otherwise it will harm the common people!

Because in his previous life, for the sake of safety, he had seen the old man burn the note tied with a dart shortly after it was burned to ashes. Therefore, whether it was Xiaoyu who was present at the time, or Murong Jia, who later knew that Xia Wanyi was given a fan by an old man, he didn't know the mystery of the mountain and river fan, but he only knew that this fan was extraordinary.

Xia Wanyi pointed to the top of his head: "Take a fan and go up there to enjoy the cool." ”

Murong Jia sneered and said, "The prince is getting better and better at laughing. Now it has been autumn for a long time, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, and the weather is very cold. ”

"Haha, that's right, just now Jia'er has already helped Bengong to reduce the fire." Xia Wanyi quipped.

Murong Jia pursed her lips and glanced at him shyly.

"Humph!"

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