Zhong Chichi walked out of the secretary province thoughtfully with four pages in his arms, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Xiao Huaibi coming towards him.

In a crimson official uniform, her posture is like jade, and her gaze at her is as natural as flowing water.

He smiled and saluted, and said softly: "Mrs. Zhong, I am fortunate to have met!" ”

Zhong Chichi: ......

Didn't he call her to come to Cui Wenji yesterday? What's it packed in?

But he came just in time, Zhong Chi nodded and said, "I want to take a taste of ambergris, does San Lang know where to get it?" ”

"The province of the palace!" Xin Bei coldly snapped, "I am familiar with the palace, the lady can ask me!" ”

Zhong Chichi glanced at her with a smile and said, "I'm not familiar with the palace province, so I'll bother General Xin to run for me!" ”

Xin Bei glared at her hatefully for a few moments, and ran away sulking.

"General Xin treats his wife very kindly!" Xiao Huaibi smiled and sighed.

Affectionate? Zhong Chichi smiled and shook his head.

Xin Bei is of a higher grade than her, but he has been sent to obey her, and he has not seen her have any opinions before, but in the last few days, he doesn't know what is going on, and he seems to be dissatisfied with her.

However, Xin Bei is very simple, whether there is dissatisfaction or not, it should be related to Li Changye.

So what the hell was she trying to say last night?

"I don't know what the lady commands?" Xiao Huaibi asked.

Taking ambergris is, of course, just an excuse.

Zhong Chi nodded at him and walked towards the palace gate.

"The Fifty-eighth Biography of the Fifty-eighth is the biography of Xiao Qian, the Duke of Xinguo, about your ancestors, you should know more than Cui Shiniang, right?" Zhong Chi Chi asked in a low voice as he walked slowly.

Emperor Zhou Lingdi's three-page character reviews mention three people respectively.

Among them, the fifty-eighth biography is about the famous minister of the Jin Dynasty, Xiao Qian, the Duke of Xinguo, and the ancestor of Xiao Huaibi.

Emperor Xian of Jin was the last emperor of the Jin Dynasty, who was diligent in government and loved the people during his reign, but unfortunately died in that devastating witch rebellion.

The resentful Great Witch Xian destroyed all the bloodlines of the Jin Dynasty royal family with a blood curse.

And Wu Xian was finally killed by Xiao Qian himself.

I don't know if the killing of the Great Witch annoyed the gods, Xiao Qian died violently for no reason a month after Wu Xian's death.

Later, the Yang family established the country and posthumously named Xiao Qian as the Duke of Xinguo in recognition of his efforts to stop witchcraft.

In Emperor Zhou Ling's criticism, it was mentioned that after the Luoshui flood in a certain year and month, after all the sacrifices in Taichang Temple were fruitless, Xiao Qian, who was Taichangqing at the time, presided over the sacrifice of Luoshui with the six instruments of the Son of Heaven, and the flood finally receded.

Cui Wenji said that Emperor Zhou Ling and Xiao Gongrenyuan got along, and on the day of the completion of the Book of Jin, he rewarded Xiao Renyuan with the six instruments of the Son of Heaven, and it was rumored that Emperor Zhou Ling rewarded Xiao Renyuan with the six instruments used by Xiao Qian back then.

It's a pity that during the war last weekend, the descendants of the Xiao family lost five of them, leaving only the jade bi.

"The six weapons that Emperor Zhou Ling gave to Xiao Taishi back then, were they really used by Xinguo Gong?" Zhong Chi asked.

Xiao Huaibi glanced at her lightly and replied in a low voice: "Emperor Zhou Ling has not rewarded the Son of Heaven with six weapons!" ”

Zhong Chi stopped in surprise and asked, "Then your jade bi ......?"

"The jade bi was left by the Duke of Xinguo." Xiao Huaibi said, "The ancestors didn't mention that it was related to the Luoshui sacrifice, and the six weapons of the Son of Heaven are generally bigger than this." ”

Zhong Chi Chi understood what he meant.

The size of Xiao Huaibi's jade is just the size of an ordinary jade ornament, and generally no one will use it as a ritual weapon.

"Have you ever heard of the six instruments of the Son of Heaven used in the sacrifice of Xinguo Gongluo Water?" Zhong asked again after a long time.

She originally saw Emperor Zhou Ling mention this, and heard Cui Wenji say that Emperor Zhou Ling gave the Xiao family six weapons with the Son of Heaven, and then thought of Xiao Huaibi's family heirloom jade, and couldn't help but suspect that the six magic weapons were related to the Xiao family.

The annotation on this page of "The Book of Jin: The Biography of Xiao Qian" may hint at the whereabouts of these six magic weapons, and it is very likely that the Xinghua Forest Wizard also went to the magic weapons.

Although what Xiao Huaibi said and Cui Wenji did not match, Xiao Qian, the credible national prince, always couldn't run away.

It is very likely that the Shaw Clan has hidden all the clues of the magic weapons!

However, Xiao Huaibi shook his head, glanced at her, and said: "There are a lot of ancestral codex in the old mansion of Lanling, and I will send my relatives back to get them for the lady to read." ”

Doesn't it take months to come back and forth?

Zhong Chichi smiled and said, "Why don't San Lang write me a letter and I'll go to Lanling to get it myself?" ”

Xiao Huaibi shook his head with a smile and said: "After all, it is the ancestral codex, and the family rules are cloudy, and non-Xiao family children are not allowed to read it-" paused, with a smile in his eyes, "If the lady wants to read it, of course it is not impossible to ......"

This is naked molestation! Zhong Chi glanced at him and said, "I guess San Lang has read it all, right?" ”

Xiao Huaibi nodded with a smile, his eyes flowing softly, with a deep meaning.

Zhong Chichi's heart moved, stared at him for a moment, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, the horizontal waves flowed, and he smiled coquettishly and charmingly.

"San Lang is well-read and strong, since he has read it, he must be able to copy it like Emperor Zhou Ling's criticism——"

His smile deepened, and he whispered, "Yes, I can ......"

Her voice was soft: "I don't know if Saburo can ...... for me"

The corners of Xiao Huaibi's lips raised slightly, and he said softly: "Xiao is honored!" ”

Zhong Chichi Yanran smiled: "I heard that the fish belly of Chang'an Qianjinlou is very delicious——"

"I wonder if Xiao is lucky enough to invite a lady?" He immediately picked it up.

"Looking at the Immortal Gate today?"

Xiao Huaibi's eyes flashed slightly, shook his head and smiled: "Today afternoon, the officials of Hongwen Pavilion were ordered to go to Cuiwei Palace to pay homage to the Son of Heaven, and they will return the day after tomorrow." ”

Zhong Chi was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you doing in Cuiwei Palace?" ”

Hongwen Pavilion is in order to repair books, unlike those who need to rush to face the saint temporarily if there is any urgent matter.

However, after listening to her question, Xiao Huaibi just smiled slowly and did not answer.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhong Chichi vaguely saw a hint of joy in his smile.

Just as I was feeling strange, suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves is not unusual, her ears are excellent, and she can also hear the sound of Jin Wuwei patrolling the city on Danfeng Street outside the palace gate running by accidentally.

The sound of horses' hooves heard this time was coming towards Daming Palace, about twenty or thirty horses.

At first, she didn't care, but now she cares, because the sound of horses' hooves has approached the Danfeng Gate of Daming Palace.

That's the main gate of Miyagi!

Twenty or thirty horses, galloping, approaching the Danfeng Gate, gradually slowed down, leaving only one long horse to drive straight in.

Danfeng Gate was heavily forced open, and the soldiers and armor collided with each other, and in the hot summer near noon, there was a sudden sense of coldness.

Zhong Chi glanced at Xiao Huaibi, and was hesitating whether to avoid it, when an inky black horse could get off the imperial bridge.

The master raised his arm to draw the reins, and after a short hiss, Le Ma stopped suddenly.

The black horse raised its hooves, and immediately had a graceful posture.

As if sensing her gaze, he turned his head to look, his thin crimson lips coldly hooked, and the white gold embroidery burned dazzling in the sun.

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