"Don't come unharmed?" Bao Yuanqian walked into the dim cellar with his hands in his hands and spoke.

Ben Yali was dressed in coarse cloth, looked at Bao Yuanqian's clothes, sat on the straw mat and sneered: "I haven't seen you for many days, but your days are getting more and more moisturized." ”

Bao Yuanqian pulled over a stool, shook the hem and sat down, and said, "If you want to listen to my dispatch, you don't have to live in this cellar." ”

"Humph!"

"How? After more than a month, have you figured it out? Bao Yuanqian smiled, sighed and said, "If you can help me and listen to me, it is not a fantasy to return to the grassland." ”

Benjamin sneered, "Listen to you? Even if you go back to the grassland, it's not your puppet. ”

"But at least I'll ignore my past suspicions and spare your brother's life." Bao Yuanqian stretched his muscles and said: "Whether you are in the hands of Ming Guo or Wara, I am afraid that you will not even have the blessing of being a peaceful prince, this is the tragedy of the Golden Family." ”

He is right, Benjamin fell into the hands of the Ming Dynasty, and he will only become a pawn in the game with the Northern Yuan, and in the end, whether he dies in the Ming Dynasty or is sent back to the desert, it is not what Benjamin wants.

In the hands of Mahamu and Arutai, it is no longer known how many Great Khans of the Golden Family have died.

Benjamin wanted to refute, but was speechless. Although he had assassinated this brother, there was no second way out except to cooperate with him.

Benjamin said hatefully: "I'm just a bad move, defeated by you, I'm not worse than you!" ”

Bao Yuanqian was amused when he heard it, but he didn't break the matter of him peeing his pants, so he could only nod and say: "Yes, what is your identity, how can you see the grass people on my side." ”

Benya's tone slowed down slightly, and Bao Yuanqian took out the two pieces of sheepskin in his arms and said, "You can help me take a look, did Hara Zhang mention this place to you in the past?" ”

Benjamin had no intention of talking to him, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of two fragments, and couldn't help but stare at them.

"Familiar?"

Bao Yuanqian saw that things had taken a turn for the better, and asked each other. After all, what I got from Sarenya's mouth was just the words of Kun Timur, but after all, they were all juniors, and they had not experienced anecdotes before the destruction of the city.

Uncle Bao, who knew about this, could no longer find a trace, so he could only ask Benjamin with little hope, although Benjamin was the same age as himself, but the existence of Harazhang was very likely to have told him these things.

Otherwise, they would not have had the ambition to seize the power of Mahamu, and this Benjamin must have known a little. @*~~

Benjamin hurriedly took the two pictures, Bao Yuanqian lit the lamp for him, he put it in his hand and pondered it repeatedly, as if he saw something amazing.

"Gullenlegus," muttered Benjamin, "where did you get these two pictures!?" ”

Bao Yuanqian smiled: "This is not important, the important thing is that I want to hear you tell you what you know." ”

Benjamin frowned and pondered for a long time, and then said: "I used to hear what Hara Zhang said, there are five copies of this picture, one each belonging to Warat, Tatar, and Uliangha, and in addition to the missing one, there is also the most special one. ”

"The most special?"

The missing one that Benjamin said was probably found by himself in Suzhou Wei, so what is the most special other one?

Benjamin nodded and said: "Exactly, I heard that in the past, the Yuan court has always regarded Gulian Legu and other places as holy places, and even the royal family does not know the location. Although I asked the Zoroastrian master to make a map, and read its secrets with shamanism, I should sit back and relax. But before the capital city was broken, the Yuan court still divided this treasure map into five! ”

"I know that."

Benjamin sneered: "What you don't know is that the Yuan court was worried about the instability of the times, at that time, people thought about the Han, if the five maps were integrated into the Han family, the ancestral land would not be guaranteed." But don't forget, the tomb of the emperor of the Song Dynasty was upside down, and they knew that they were afraid of leaking the matter, and at this time, a mysterious monk volunteered. He led his disciples to make Mengwen, citing the ancient Taiping Sutra and other proverbs, and the two techniques of yin and yang set the mystery to the Yuan court, and burned the original picture clean! ”

"Yin and yang? So where did this picture go? ”

Benjamin regretted: "It is said that before the Battle of the Sea of Fishing, this picture was always held by the Great Khan.

。 But since then, this map has flowed into the Han land and is missing. You're not... Looking for this picture? ”

When Bao Yuanqian heard him say this, his heart was full of doubts. He originally thought it was five parchment pictures, but he didn't expect that one of them would be burned and hidden in the Mongolian version of the Wisdom of the Latitude, so it was a double insurance.

Who is this mysterious monk who makes good use of the Taiping Sutra? Will he have something to do with that peace road?

And this picture of the sheepskin of the weft is also very likely to flow into the palace, and only then was the King of Qi learned that he let him rub it out.

It's just that I was negligent today, and I only thought about these two pictures in my heart, but I forgot to pay attention to whether there were any remnants of the diagrams.

It seems that this Wenyuan Pavilion will have to go to it in a while.

Although I don't know what the remnant picture looks like, but the world's talented people in the palace are gathered, and there is no shortage of people who are proficient in the weft.

"You know, that's it?"

"I know everything, the world is vast, and if you want to find a lost fragment, I'm afraid it's a fool's dream." Benjamin was still sarcastic in the first half of the sentence, and then looked at the two remnants in his hand and suddenly said: "But once we get the five maps, according to Harazhang, this is a great treasure inheritance, if we can grab it, we can even buy war horses, grain and grass, and weapons, once we have these resources, the entire people of Saibei will come here, and then there will be 100,000 troops from the sky!" ”

Bao Yuanqian was too lazy to take care of Benya's preface and not afterword, but he just pondered that now that he was a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, and it coincided with the compilation of the canon, all the books in the world could be read.

As for Benjamin, he first sneered at himself, and then saw that he already had two things, and his eyes were fiery in an instant, like a man who saw money.

But after all, this person is narrow-minded, and he has to choke a few words from time to time. Without the shadow guard staring, he really didn't dare to let him act lightly.

He took back the treasure map and walked out of the cellar, and talked about the White Lotus Sect in general. Lu Gangfeng suddenly said that it was no wonder that he couldn't find a trace. _o_m

Bao Yuanqian bid farewell to Lu Gangfeng and went straight to the imperial city.

......

That Xie Jin was staying up all night to pick up the lights in the Xiuwen Palace, and the small officials and literati around him came and went, and he saw Bao Yuanqian already standing in front of the hall in a trance.

"Lord Bao, this daytime official business is not properly done?" Xie Jin got up and wondered, thinking in his heart that this kid is more diligent than me? Now that it has turned around, isn't it Mongolian that wants to get a piece of the pie from this Chinese classic?

Bao Yuanqian said: "Master Xie, there are several Mongolian archives in the Wenyuan Pavilion during the day, which are recorded in the Wei Wei, and I am quite suspicious. Now that I have come, I hope that Lord Xie will send me a man of wisdom to accompany me. ”

After hearing this, Xie Jin realized that he was not here to share the credit, but to encounter a problem in the Mongolian Pavilion.

He smiled and said, "It's not difficult, it's not difficult." ”

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a gray-haired man walked over, and Bao Yuanqian saw that this person looked gray-haired, like a fortune teller.

The two walked into Wenyuan Pavilion, and the two little officials finally rested for a while, but when they saw Bao Yuanqian coming back, they couldn't help but pout.

But they didn't dare to slack off, so they had to pick out the remnants of animal skins and books about the weft and put them aside.

Although this old man knows his ways, he doesn't understand Mongolian.

Bao Yuanqian could only translate the Mongolian Wei into Chinese first, and then the old man would solve the mystery in Chinese.

Two hours passed, and under the work of the two of them, the translation of books such as the Wei Wei in the Mongolian Pavilion was completed.

But Bao Yuanqian was quite disappointed, most of these Mongolian prophecies were some ordinary speculations, and more of them were copied from the *** that can be seen everywhere in the outside world, and their value was really not high.

He was frustrated for the second time, and he was really a little annoyed, it seems that the sheepskin remnant picture that King Qi said may not really be in the palace.

But if this third picture is not in the palace, where will it be?

He let out a long sigh and sent the old man away, and the two little officials saw that Scholar Bao was busy, and hurriedly went inside to pack up the remaining books.

When Bao Yuanqian saw them sorting out their things, he suddenly asked, "Where did these scroll remnants come from?" Is there a record of the origin?

”

The little official pondered for a while, his face changed slightly, and he shook his head and said, "Lord Hui, this... There is no record of this. ”

Bao Yuanqian saw it in his eyes, sneered in his heart, and said lightly: "Oh... Then I'll go to find out the adults and ask one or two. ”

Seeing this, the little official hurriedly waved his hand, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Your lord's forgiveness, your lord's forgiveness, this Mongolian museum record is very flawed, and it is extremely difficult to find it. The little one is just busy for a day, and then he has the idea of being lazy. ”

Bao Yuanqian already knew what he was thinking, where was Wenyuan Pavilion, how could he not register for the future?

He said bluntly: "The official will not embarrass you, you will bring the record book and the official will read it himself." ”

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! ”

The two officials nodded out again and again, but they brought two boxes of record books in a moment.

"My lord, the Mongolian book is here. _o_m ”

Bao Yuanqian reprimanded the two, and then opened the history of the collection one by one.

Sure enough, as he expected, the origins of these Mongolian museums almost corresponded one by one, except for a few missing, most of the collected sources were clearly recorded.

Most of them were inherited from the former Yuan deposits, and some were the writings of the former Yuan ministers, while a small number of them attracted Bao Yuanqian's attention.

Most of these books were collected from the people about the pre-Yuan historical materials in order to compile the history of the Yuan Dynasty during the Hongwu period.

Whether it is a wild news, the official Xiumin compilation is all included in the Wenyuan Pavilion, and there are many atlases of the Wei Wei, which shows the haste and arbitrariness of the compilation of the Yuan history.

"Pushing back the new meaning of the Yuan, Hongwu for three years, Suzhou Luojia dedicated a book..."

"Ziwei Doushu, Hongwu ten years, Suzhou Luojia dedicated books..."

He looked at these books, and couldn't help but sigh that this old man Luo's family really deserved to be a big book collector, and he actually presented so many Mongolian books to the imperial court!

Bao Yuanqian sighed, and immediately seemed to notice something abnormal. Most of the sayings collected by this palace are from the Luo family in Suzhou, so why did the Luo family have so many atlases?

If the picture of Benjamin was lost to the Ming Dynasty, it is very likely that it will be attributed to the Ying Tianfu Treasury in terms of Lan Yu's military exploits, and it is possible that the King of Qi and Li Jinglong heard the news, otherwise it would never be groundless.

However, the Emperor's Palace has experienced the Battle of Jingjing, and there are many books scattered in it, and there is no so-called sheepskin atlas in this palace. Since you can't find it in the palace, why don't you visit the Luo family in Suzhou?

These big families will often rub a copy of themselves before donating the picture and book, so that the family can keep it.

This Luo family is a large collection of books in the south of the Yangtze River, not to mention the royal family. Now that this clue has been cut off in the palace, I can only go to Suzhou to see if I can find some clues from Luo's house.

Thinking of this, he thought of the jade pendant in his arms, rubbed it and muttered: "I thought I wouldn't use this thing, but now I have to go to Suzhou." ”

.......

At night, the mansion of the Marquis of Yangwu.

Xue Yu was standing beside her in a flowing cloud dress, and Bao Yuanqian was sitting upright on the edge of the bed disassembling Xue Lu's gauze.

Bao Yuanqian saw that Xue Lu had survived in the past two days, and now looking at the wound that was gradually scabbing and thickening, the bruises were gradually fading, and the elixir of the heart and soul Zhang Shenxian was really an elixir!

He took Xue Lu's pulse, although he was still weak, but it was much better than two or three days ago, but he didn't expect that he, a quack doctor who had become a monk halfway, would be crooked.

He saw that Xue Lu's body was recovering, so he took off the silver needle that was holding his life.

He turned his head to look at Xue Yu and said, "Master Hou is not dying now, he just needs to recuperate quietly, I think it is only a matter of time before he wakes up." ”

Xue Yu smiled, swept away the haze of the past, and just wanted to speak, but saw Bao Yuanqian wave his hand and said: "The secret of your father's body is very important, and he can only feel at ease when he dies many people, but his resurrection will inevitably make people sleep." ”

"You mean..."Xue Yuyu put her hand on her lips, and her face was shocked.

Bao Yuanqian nodded and said: "Now that your father's injury is about to recover, it is on the cusp of the storm, and you must not make a public announcement, especially your house... Hou Ye's room must not be allowed to be entered by others, even if it is a person in the mansion. ”

Bao Yuanqian today will be between Xue Lu, Ji Gang and the White Lotus Sect.

After thinking about the relationship, I said this. Under his guess, this Xue Lu was very likely to have offended the Taiping Dao, and the rest of the people who wanted to die were unknown.

Xue Yu nodded and said obediently: "Yes, Xiao Yu understands." ”

Bao Yuanqian said: "In addition, not only should you pay attention to Lord Hou, but you should also pay more attention to your own safety." @·No mistake start~~ If it doesn't matter, you'd better not go to the country these days, and go out with shadow guards. That's what your fourth brother meant by handing over the Shadow Guard to you that day! ”

Xue Yu said softly, and then said, "Si.., a scholar." ”

She originally wanted to call Bao Yuanqian the secretary, but later thought that he had been promoted, and she was afraid that the wrong call would upset her, so she immediately changed her name.

It's just this awkward title, Bao Yuanqian is a little happy, what kind of scholar is this.

just waved his hand and said: "We are quite friendly now, you don't have to call me politely, just call me by my name or call me Brother Bao at will." ”

"Yes.."

Bao Yuanqian nodded and was about to leave, but he heard the sound of a partridge from the shadow guard on duty, which alarmed the two.

He rushed out the door, only to see a few shadow guards under the eaves signaling for someone to flee on one side.

Bao Yuanqian's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there was indeed a figure running out on the courtyard wall in the distance, and this person was definitely not a shadow guard.

He was extremely disgusted by the feeling of being remembered by thieves, and he glanced at the weapon rack in the courtyard with a Xue Lu martial arts gossip stick.

The leopard jumped to the weapon rack, kicked a long stick on his toes, and with a deep cry, the long stick suddenly shot out of his hand!

The long stick made a sound in the air, and shot away with full strength, and the figure was not a vegetarian, and suddenly felt the sound of breaking the air on his side, and an iron plate bridge turned upside down, and the sound of the wind rang in his ears, and the long stick brushed his cheek, and the hot touch brought out a bloody mark on his face.

It's just that the long stick fluttered into the air, nailed to the courtyard wall on the other side with majestic force, making a muffled sound, the stick body trembled, and made a buzzing sound, and it stopped for a long time!

Shadow Wei was greatly shocked by Bao Yuanqian's exposed hand, and several of them looked at the long stick embedded in the rammed wall at one end, and couldn't help swallowing their saliva, saying in their hearts that this guy is terrifying.

When the man saw that he had dodged a stick, a few light body techniques disappeared into the darkness in an instant, and the shadow guard could only shake his head helplessly when he arrived.

"Harm, a millimeter of error, a thousand miles of error!" Bao Yuanqian sighed in annoyance, "It's still a little bit worse!" ”

His heart sank, he wanted to throw it with a stick, and went straight to his shoulder to avoid his vital point and nail it to the wall, but that person's ability is not bad, how can he be compared to Qiu Yue?

The man dodged again and again, and Bao Yuanqian regretted that his own skills were a little worse. Although his martial arts have been a thousand miles a day, he is always a lot worse in the details.

Laymen feel that their skills are terrifying, but in the eyes of a master like Zheng He, it is not worth it.

He threw a flagpole on the street that day and covered it from others, but now he is surrounded by shadow guards and Xue Yu in Xue Mansion, and these are half of his own people, after all, they also know about the assassination of Ji Gang.

He has nothing to hide, and he is not afraid of being noticed even after performing ten things.

"Brother Bao, what is this?" Xue Yu stepped forward and said incomprehensibly.

Bao Yuanqian shook his head and said, "Since that day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, I always feel that someone is secretly following me. Now that it has appeared in the Xue Mansion, I don't know whether it is coming at me or you. It seems that your brother handed over the Shadow Guard to you, but he was planning ahead. ”.

He originally wanted to meet Xue Zongyan, and he would meet this righteous son who was valued by Xue Lu, and his wit was not ordinary. But he was afraid that he would expose Xue Zongyan's whereabouts of recuperating from his injuries, so he had to give up.

Xue Yu nodded, and immediately instructed the shadow guard to divide the elite and not leave Xue Lu's mansion an inch.

She said goodbye to Bao Yuanqian and returned to the courtyard, a shadow guard hesitated, but still stepped forward and said, "Miss.. There is one thing that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

"Zhang Heng? What's the matter with you? ”

Zhang Heng pursed his lips and said, "Miss, the trick that Bao Yuanqian revealed just now seems to be familiar to his subordinates. ”

Xue Yu frowned and said suspiciously: "Déjà vu? Where have you seen it? ”

Zhang Heng nodded and said in a low voice: "That night, one shot killed Qiu Yue's black-clothed body.

The hand is extraordinary, making it an internal kung fu. The number of paths and abilities that Bao Yuanqian used in a hurry turned out to be exactly the same. @·error-free starter~~ So the subordinates suspect... That person is most likely this Bao Yuanqian. ”

"What!?"

Xue Yu stared at the starry eyes and was surprised.