It's just that in those clips, there is a woman who comes and goes. Or happy, or shy, or contemplative, or angry, all kinds of things, which makes him have a terrible headache when he thinks about it.

As a person who has been a monk in the temple for more than ten years and cultivates his self-cultivation, this is simply an unforgivable existence.

"Queen Mother, can you tell me, what kind of person is the person you are looking for? Why are you looking for him, and why is he missing? ”

Gu Fanghua and Mrs. Zhong looked at each other, only to find that Juekong had been living on the mountain, and he had only heard a few words these two times, which was really at a loss for him.

However, Empress Dowager Zhong and Gu Fanghua are not the best candidates to explain, and the most suitable is Gu Shinian.

Therefore, when Empress Dowager Zhong avoided them, Gu Shishi began to talk about it from the Guanwen Marquis Mansion. said that his surname was Dian and he was outstanding since he was a child, that he had a deep relationship with Princess Liuyue and his wife, that he was ordered by the emperor to inspect Jiangnan, and that he encountered a flash flood in Bottle Mountain, and since then he has disappeared without a trace and evaporated from the world.

Juekong listened very carefully, and asked after a while, "What about Princess Liuyue?" Princess Mingzhu is the daughter of Princess Liuyue and Gu Yuma? ”

Gu Shinian nodded heavily: "The news of the horse's accident came back to the capital, and the princess was angry with grief. My grandfather personally came to Jiangnan and searched for three months without success, Princess Liuyue struggled to protect the fetus, but unfortunately after giving birth to Mingzhu, she also died. The Queen Mother lost her beloved daughter, so she took Mingzhu into the palace and was later named a princess. ”

Master Juekong lowered his eyelids, and one hand involuntarily touched his heart.

He only felt as if someone was using something in his heart, ripping flesh piece by piece, and the pain in his heart was indescribable.

Could he be the Gu Dian they call it?

Juekong didn't know, he held back his heartache, struggled to salute and said, "Thank you to the donor, let the poor monk think about it." ”

"Master take a rest first, don't worry, think slowly."

Gu Shinian closed the door and walked out, Gu Fanghua was already looking forward to it outside.

"Second brother, did he think of anything?"

"Mingzhu, the miracle doctor just applied the needle, how can it be so fast. Let's go, let's go to the Queen Mother's side and talk about the handwriting. ”

Gu Shinian took Gu Fanghua and asked to see the Empress Dowager Zhong.

As soon as Empress Dowager Zhong returned to the courtyard and sat down, she was still holding ginseng tea and reminiscing about Gu Dian in her mind, when she saw Gu Fanghua and them walking in quickly.

"Mingzhu, what's wrong?"

"Grandmother, you take out the scripture copied by Master Juekong, and we will pair the handwriting."

Empress Dowager Zhong didn't know why, but she still let Dongchun do the same.

Gu Shinian quickly took out the paper that Juekong had written before and pushed it in front of the Empress Dowager Zhong: "Queen Mother, please see, these are two lines of poetry written at random in the handwriting of my eldest uncle." The other one was written by a master, do you think it looks like it? ”

Empress Dowager Zhong looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "If you don't say it, I really thought it was written by a person." Take a closer look, this pen is still a little green at the beginning, but the pen power is stronger. ”

"Yes, Queen Mother. You see, this is my usual handwriting, but the master's handwriting is completely different. He must be the eldest uncle to write exactly the same words. ”

Gu Shinian couldn't hide his excitement, if he could find his eldest uncle, his grandfather and father would definitely be happy.

Empress Dowager Zhong's eyes quickly looked back and forth between the scriptures and rice paper, and frowned: "Why does he use this kind of habitual handwriting when he transcribes scriptures?" ”

"What my grandmother meant was that since the master had lost his memory, if he wrote, he should subconsciously use the most familiar handwriting in his mind. How can you use such a self-created font, it doesn't make sense, does it? ”

Gu Fanghua's words, when it came to Empress Dowager Zhong's heart, she bowed her head and said: "Yes, this matter is very important, and it cannot be judged hastily." Otherwise, your grandfather will know that great sorrow and joy will easily hurt his body. ”

"Got it, second brother, what do you look at the words of this scripture?"

Gu Shinian looked at it, tried to write it, and said suspiciously: "If I hadn't seen it written by the master with my own eyes, I would have a little doubt that it was written by the two of them." ”

Gu Fanghua nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "I feel the same way, you see, if this character is only to look at the point, horizontal, apostrophe, and pinch, the way of moving the pen is the same as that of my father." But in the end, he used the way of hairpin flowers and completed the whole word in the form of Wei monument. Grandmother, is my mother good at hairpins? ”

Empress Dowager Zhong was thoughtful, Liuyue was indeed the best at hairpins.

Gu Shinian is not a stupid person, he can understand it at all, and said with a smile: "What Mingzhu means, is it the handwriting that the master uses that he and the princess are used to?" ”

That seems to make sense.

Because if it is a princess and a concubine, the two are in love, and they have created a kind of combined calligraphy, and it is possible to use the strengths of the two.

It's just that this is the pleasure of the boudoir, and it is generally kept secret, so no one else knows about it.

Empress Dowager Zhong remembered something and asked, "Xiuchun, when the princess's mansion was cleaned up, who cleaned up Liuyue's study?" Is there a manuscript yet? ”

"Back to the Queen Mother, it was the slave maid who cleaned it up, but most of the manuscripts written by the princess had been burned by her personally. It seems that all that is left are a few paintings that the princess is reluctant to burn, but there seem to be words on the paintings. ”

Empress Dowager Zhong immediately decided: "Come on, let Baozhu go back to Beijing immediately, and find the calligraphy and paintings in the study of the princess's mansion, is there anything similar to this font?" If there is, send the message first, and then bring it back immediately. ”

Baozhu received Yizhi, only packed a small baggage, and immediately hurried back to Beijing.

Empress Dowager Zhong's hand crossed out Juekong's handwriting on the rice paper, and instructed: "Xiuchun, whether Juekong is a colt or not, you must treat each other with courtesy." The mourning family felt that maybe God had opened his eyes this time, but it was just a little late. ”

Gu Fanghua knew that Empress Dowager Zhong must have thought that if only her grandfather could find her father. Maybe the mother wouldn't have grieved too much, lost the will to survive, and left the others behind.

"Grandmother, it's never too late. I believe that if he is really my father, he will not live up to his mother's heart for him. ”

Empress Dowager Zhong sighed: "Then we can only wait and see, wait." ”

Soon, more than ten days passed, and Master Juekong had entered the fourth stage of a course of treatment in three days.

It's just that it doesn't seem to have any effect, and Master Juekong meditates in his room all day long. Taciturn, I don't know if he remembered anything.

Gu Fanghua rested for a while in the afternoon, and then came to the courtyard where Master Juekong temporarily lived.

"Master, here I am again. Do you remember anything today? If you think of anything, be sure to let me know! ”

Master Juekong opened his eyes, his eyes were gloomy, and there seemed to be some emotion rolling in it, but he suppressed that emotion.

Gu Fanghua only saw that his eyes were depressed, but he didn't know the reason for his depressed eyes.