Bai Xiying wiped Murong Jin's tears with his sleeve, picked up the mask and put it back on his face, leading Murong Jin to sit down in front of the screen.

Murong Jin hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, please forgive me for being abrupt, three years ago, Dayan's rumor was that 'the Northern Qi royal family has been martyred', I know that these are just a cover for whitewashing crimes, and Dayan is a massacre." It's just that I don't know, how did my uncle escape? ”

"Every royal family always has some secrets that are not known to outsiders, and this secret of Northern Qi is not even known to your mother," Bai Xiying paused and said, "Xiao Jin, do you know what is the most taboo in the royal family to have a child?" ”

Murong Jin pondered for a moment, and looked at him with a little surprise, "Twin sons......"

"Not bad. Twins are the most taboo in the royal family, and if you get twins, you will kill one of them. In that year, the Empress of Northern Qi gave birth to twin sons, and the emperor ordered to kill one of them, but the queen tried her best to stop them, and kept them in a secret place in the palace and sealed them as a forbidden place. Locked up in the forbidden place, it was my brother-in-law Wan Qiying, who died for me when Dayan attacked the palace. And I'm still alive until now. “

Wan Qiying, his life, like his name, lives in the shadows and does not see the light of day.

"Uncle told me this, will you believe me like that?"

Bai Xiying said: "Didn't you come here because you believed in me. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Bai Xiying said earnestly: "Although your surname is Murong, you are also my only blood relative, and I will protect you thoroughly." ”

"So uncle, what do you need me to do for you?"

Bai Xiying said seriously: "Live well." ”

......

On the second day, Bai Xiying brought another copy of the Book of Music to Murong Jin, "His Royal Highness forgot to take the book last time, and when I looked at it, I felt a little dirty, so I changed it." ”

Murong Jin turned the page, glanced at it hastily, and immediately closed it, "This is?" ”

Bai Xiying said in a low voice: "This is the most detailed map of the Great Thorn City now, you can keep a diary in the morning, it will always be useful in the future." ”

Murong Jin turned two more pages, which recorded the general structure of the Great Thorn City, and then the cities and squares, and the pavilion dance house. There are annotations on the side, which are very detailed. Who owns the house or land, where the owner is, what is the background, and what is the income...... Exhaustive.

Bai Xiying said again: "These are superficial, no matter how deep they are, it is not convenient to find, but these are also not easy to change." When I was a child, I remembered the map of the imperial capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, which is more detailed than this. ”

"Where did you get it?"

Bai Xiying pointed at himself proudly, "Naturally, I made it up by myself." ”

"Make it up?"

"Exactly—" Bai Xiying nodded.

This is a big project, and it takes a lot of human and financial resources to understand this information so clearly.

Just as I was thinking about it, there were footsteps outside.

Murong Jin immediately hid the Book of Music under the case. I only heard a familiar voice say, "Little Ah Si, Uncle Wang has come to see you." ”

Murong Jin and Bai Xiying glanced at each other, and they both saw two words in each other's eyes - bad heart.

Murong Shu pushed the door in, glanced at Bai Xiying on the side, and pretended to be surprised: "It turns out that Bai Gongzi is also here, it seems that you are really destined for this king!" ”

"His Royal Highness King Rui," Bai Xiying coughed dryly twice, "Weichen is still in class with the Fourth Prince. ”

Murong Shu smiled and said, "It's okay, Bai Gongzi, you continue, this king may not have been in class for a long time, so let this king listen to a section here?" As he spoke, he sat down next to the white shadow.

Bai Xiying couldn't help but move to the side, and said with a little embarrassment: "Your Highness, please." ”

Murong Jin looked at the two of them in puzzlement, only to see Murong Shu looking at Bai Xiying and smiling very brightly, but Bai Xiying just looked at his sleeves and hem, and his face was stiff.

It was also Bai Xiying's class Murong Shu who dared to do this, if he had changed to Mr. Yuan in the past, it is estimated that he would have been kicked out a long time ago.

"Sir?"

"What?" Bai Xiying glared at him fiercely, "Have you memorized all the books you just told you to memorize?" ”

"Huh?"

Bai Xiying said lightly: "Ah what, don't remember it quickly, I will examine it tomorrow." ”

Murong Jin saw that Bai Xiying didn't want to talk more, so he had no choice but to turn over a music theory book that he had already learned and read it from the beginning.

And the three of them sat like this, and did not speak. Murong Shu looked at Bai Xiying, Bai Xiying looked at Murong Jin, Murong Jin looked at the scroll with a dull gaze, and only felt that his scalp was numb for a while.

When a book is about to be finished, it is time for class to end. Murong Jin breathed a sigh of relief and closed the book.

"Sir, the student hastened a rough idea."

Bai Xiying said solemnly: "After such a long time, I can only remember a rough idea, and His Highness still needs to review a lot of places." ”

Murong Jin also said solemnly: "What Mr. taught. ”

Bai Xiying nodded, "Your Highness is also tired today, and Weichen has retired." ”

"Sir, walk slowly."

Murong Shu smiled and said, "Bai Gongzi walks slowly." ”

Murong Jin stacked the two books on top of each other and carefully placed them in the most inconspicuous place on the shelf, and looked at Murong Shu who was still looking outside the door suspiciously, "When did Uncle Rui Wang become so close to Mr. Bai?" ”

Murong Shu came back to his senses at this time, and didn't seem to hear clearly, "Little Ah Si, what did you just say?" ”

Murong Jin: "Did Uncle Wang and Mr. Bai know each other before?" ”

"It's considered an acquaintance," Murong Shu said with a smile, "You don't need to endorse it today, this king asked your father for a day off for you, and I will accompany you out of the palace tomorrow to have a good time." ”

"Really?" Murong Jin was a little surprised, it had been more than twenty years since Murong Shu mentioned this matter last time, and he thought that he had forgotten about it.

Murong Shu nodded and said, "That's natural, this king went to Qintian Prison to ask, tomorrow is a good sunny day." ”

"Father, is he really accurate?" Murong Jin asked again.

"That's right."

"Can I be outside the palace all day?"

"You must go back to the palace before the time comes."

Murong Jin stepped forward, his eyes flashing with unconcealable joy, "Where does Uncle Narui plan to take his little nephew?" ”

Murong Shu took out a folding fan painted with golden peonies out of nowhere, and unfolded it in front of his chest with a "brush" and shook it slowly, "Naturally, you can go wherever it is fun." You, Uncle Wang, and I have been in this Great Thorn City for so many years, so we naturally know what good places to go. ”

Murong Jin looked a little at a loss, "Then what do I need to prepare?" ”

Murong Shu looked at it and said, "Change into good-looking clothes," and then closed the fan and gently knocked Murong Jin's head, "This body is not very good today." ”

............

Murong Jin thought about leaving the palace tomorrow, and was so excited that he didn't go to bed for three minutes. Thinking about Murong Shu saying that he was wearing ugly today, he opened the wardrobe and chose left and right, and after a long time, he picked out a set of spring clothes that were newly cut after the spring - a jade-colored jacket, a robe cut from bamboo blue cloud satin, with dark patterns of begonia flowers, and the light and shadow flow under the candlelight, which is not bad. After flipping it over and looking at it a few times, he ordered someone to fold it and put it next to the couch, and he didn't untie his clothes until five o'clock, and he didn't really fall asleep until seven o'clock.