"Xue Bai?"

Fu Zhaolin said two questions, Yuan Siyi immediately spit out a person's name when he heard it, but I don't know if the answer was "If the emperor and grandson are not dead, where is it" or "Someone went to find Zhang Xuan".

"Grandpa's clever calculation, it's exactly this." Fu Zhulin said: "When I arrived at Zhongnan Mountain, I happened to see Xue Bai coming down from Chiyukou. ”

"You see him, does he see you?"

"I didn't see it, I was unwell in my abdomen and hidden in the forest. What's more, when I am dressed as a small citizen, he sees it, how can he recognize me? I will only think that it is a merchant who travels. ”

Fu Baolin was very sure of this, after all, he was not as conspicuous as Xue Bai, he was just an ordinary one among the countless eunuchs in the palace, and he had never had contact with Xue Bai in the past. This was not the biggest secret he had discovered on the trip, and he lowered his voice and continued to talk about his experience.

"When I climbed the mountain, I found Zhang Xuan's retreat. found that Zhang Xuan had been preemptively killed by Xue Bai, including the paintings left by Zhang Xuan, all of which were destroyed by Xue Bai. In addition, there was a scroll hanging on Xue Bai's saddle, which must have been an important item he had taken away from Zhang Xuan......"

Yuan Siyi narrowed his eyes and saw the clue from Fu Baolin's demeanor, Fu Baolin was obviously a step late, but he described this matter as his great discovery between words.

Back to the matter itself, why did Xue Bai participate in such a secret matter of the Heavenly Family, even at the expense of killing people? What the hell is he hiding?

An idea immediately came to Yuan Siyi's mind, and he couldn't hold it down like driftwood floating on the water.

"I didn't have a deep involvement in the Sanshuren case, but I remember that the child was indeed dead, and Gao Lishi and Chen Xuanli personally disposed of the corpse. Presumably he was buried in Danshan, Fuping County. ”

"That'...... Maybe it's a fish eye bead? ”

"After many years, how can we still find out?" Yuan Siyi muttered.

He casually flipped through the documents that Li Linfu read before he died, and found that although Zhang Xuan's picture of Concubine Xue hugging her child was also freehand, in just a few strokes, it outlined Concubine Xue's temperament very well, so that he could recognize this as Concubine Xue at a glance.

When he put the painting together with the map of the burial place, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"There's a way."

"Grandpa mean?"

"This is the appearance of the emperor's grandson Li Qian." Yuan Siyi pointed to the picture and said, "Just take this painting and ask the person who buried the body back then, and naturally know whether it was the real emperor and grandson who died that year." ”

Fu Zhuolin couldn't help but admire and asked, "How do you know who buried the body back then?" ”

"You go to Chen Xuanli......"

Halfway through the conversation, Yuan Siyi shook his head and said, "No, I'll go to him personally and ask." ”

~~

Begonia Soup Hall.

After Yang Yuhuan went to bed in the afternoon, she thought that today was Qixi Festival, but she had not yet gone to the Hall of Eternal Life to repay her vows, so she asked the maidservant, "What about the saint?" ”

"The saint summoned Yuan Zai, had a good conversation, and was about to give a feast."

"That's the flower and bird who makes things profitable, and has won the sacred heart." Yang Yuhuan sneered.

She is a jealous character, in the past, it is inevitable to make a fuss, but today she is lacking in interest, in fact, how can she really mind that the saint finds a new love, and it is impossible to stop it, it is just a joke, too much. The world says that she is the only one who is favored by the saints, as if the saints are the only ones who love her, but it makes people ignore the countless beauties that the flowers and birds worship every year.

After a turn of thought, she inexplicably thought of the poem she heard last night, "The silver candle autumn light is cold on the screen, and the light Luo small fan flutters on the firefly", she was sure that Xue Bai was written from the perspective of a court maid, and there was a faint kind of loneliness and resentment, which was also the fate she was most afraid of.

I remember that year, on Qixi that year, she made a wish in the Hall of Eternal Life, which should have revealed this fear...... So was Xue Bai written into the poem?

Yang Yuhuan turned over and dispelled this nonsense-like thought. I know that in this life, I only have the life of serving the old king, and the freedom to fall in love with a handsome young man only belongs to those lucky girls.

Although she is a noble concubine, she prides herself on being a woman who has suffered many misfortunes.

"Do you have any fireworks to watch today?" Yang Yuhuan did not indulge in her misfortune, and deliberately indulged her playfulness, "Go ask Ah Bai, it can be made." ”

"The slave will ask."

Over there, Zhang Yunrong came over and said softly: "Concubine, Du Qiuniang has entered the palace and made a prayer cake and sent it." ”

Du Qiuniang is a disciple of Yang Yuhuan, because Chen Xuanli took a fancy to him, Li Longji took the initiative and rewarded Du Qiuniang to Chen Xuanli. Although Yang Yuhuan was dissatisfied that the disciples he had taught by himself were sent back and forth like objects, he was helpless.

Fortunately, Chen Xuanli loves Du Qiuniang very much. Taking advantage of this matter, Yang Yuhuan also used Du Qiuniang's ear to listen to some things about the Longwu Army's General's Mansion from time to time, so that it was easy to grasp the whereabouts of the saint.

This is the most strictly forbidden thing for concubines in the palace to do, and once discovered, there will be serious consequences. Yang Yuhuan is happy because of the danger it contains.

On that day, she took the Qiqiao cake from Du Qiuniang's hand and asked, "The saint has been a little worried these days, can General Chen know what is going on?" ”

"The general never mentioned this matter in private, and he is not a man of many words."

The news that Du Qiuniang can hear is often something she deliberately eavesdrops on when others talk to Chen Xuanli, for example, today, she took a great risk to find out about something.

"The disciple came today to ask the concubine to be careful."

"How?"

Du Qiuniang stepped forward and said in her ear: "Eunuch Yuan came to find the general early in the morning, and when I was serving tea, I heard him mention Wu Huaishi. ”

Wu Huaishi's case caused Shouwang Li Xuan to be given to death, and Yang Yuhuan was almost involved. Therefore, after Du Qiuniang heard the words "Wu Huaishi", she ignored Chen Xuanli's instructions to retreat left and right, and went around to the back of the hall and eavesdropped for a long time.

Yang Yuhuan sat there and listened, the curiosity in his eyes gradually turned solemn, and he was a little panicked.

It was complicated, but she understood. After Wu Huaishi had been dead for almost two years, Yuan Siyi finally believed the ridiculous thing he said, the son who was mistakenly killed by the deposed prince Li Ying may not be dead, it may be Xue Bai, and Yuan Siyi has also found a way to confirm the matter.

"It's a secret, you must not tell anyone about it, remember it."

Yang Yuhuan instructed Du Qiuniang to go back and act as if nothing had happened, and then sent someone to recruit Xie Aman.

"You go to the third sister and ...... with Xue Baiyan"

Yang Yuhuan was halfway through his words, thinking that the matter was confidential and it was not appropriate for people to pass it on, so he changed his words and said, "Tell Xue Bai that you must bring fireworks to offer." I have a hundred thousand urgent things to inform him. ”

Xie Aman heard this and said with a smile: "Does the concubine plan to deceive Xue Lang in order to watch the fireworks?" ”

"Just take it, you have to bring him into the palace no matter what, even if it is to tie him up." Yang Yuhuan didn't explain, and got up with the ribbon, "I'll go to the central sage, and I'll watch the fireworks tonight, if he doesn't come, he will be a bully." ”

~~

Li Longji also likes fireworks, but not because he loves to see the dazzling brilliance, but because fireworks can add color to his dazzling achievements.

He had a dream this morning, in which he dreamed that Gao Xianzhi had defeated the Great Food, took the black banner as a trophy, and sent it to Chang'an with the Great Food King, who had been taken prisoner. At the ceremony of sacrificing prisoners, fireworks rose into the sky.

Now he felt more and more that he had been blessed with a dream, and that the dream was an omen, and that this victory was inevitable. After waking up, the matter was put aside for the time being, and he enjoyed the service of the beauty that Yuan Jaejin had served, and was very satisfied, so he summoned the new flower and bird envoy to encourage him.

There are many courtiers in the court, and no matter how good they are in their positions, there are very few opportunities to be summoned by saints. Yuan Zai seized this opportunity, and when he met him, he made Li Longji very happy and ordered a banquet.

At this time, the palace people reported that the concubine asked to see her.

Li Longji laughed and said to Yuan Zaiwan: "Taizhen has always been jealous, this is the trouble to find you, the flower and bird envoy." ”

"Then, the minister will retire?"

"Refund what?" Li Longji's face was blank, "You have to bear Taizhen's anger for me." ”

Yuan Zai was stunned for a moment, and then saw the meaning of promoting narrowness in the eyes of the sage, and knew that this was another joke, so he hurriedly smiled bitterly: "The minister is afraid." ”

He felt that the saint was really a wonderful person, not only wise and unprecedentedly wise, but also approachable.

Not long after, Yang Yuhuan arrived, but he didn't come to find trouble. She didn't look at Yuan Zai, she only cared about wishing Li Longji Wanfu and said, "San Lang, it's going to be dark soon, and the concubine wants to see the fireworks." ”

Li Longji was able to understand the difficulties of the fireworks, and said: "Fireworks are not easy to make, Xue Bai may not have many hands, and there are not many days left before the Qianqiu Festival......

But as he spoke, he saw Yang Yuhuan's pitiful look, and immediately waved his hand and said arrogantly: "Release!" ordered Xue Bai to enter the palace and told him how many fireworks he still had in his hand for Taizhen to see. ”

"Saburo is so nice."

Yuan Zai hung his head beside him, and when he saw this scene, he once again realized the gap between him and Xue Bai. He served as a flower and bird envoy, and selected peerless stunners to be presented in the palace, which can only be regarded as better than ordinary people; But what Xue Bai did was something that others couldn't do at all, it was unique in the world, so he could be valued by saints and concubines.

If nothing happens, tonight will be another feast, and Li Longji is ready to enjoy this relaxation and pleasure.

But occasionally there is always a little accident, Yang Guozhong once again sent a letter of "dare not be good at it", Li Longji opened it, and his face instantly darkened.

"Is this true?" His tone was like the weather before a rainstorm, dull and faintly thunderous.

Yang Guozhong hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "The minister has sent a post car to Anxi to confirm, it may take some time......

Before he could finish speaking, the fold had already fallen on his head.

Li Longji scolded angrily: "How did you become the prime minister?!" ”

In his eyes, Yang Guozhong is most inferior to Li Linfu, that is, he can't handle all political affairs alone, let him delegate power with peace of mind, and now he has a headache to come up with such a bad thing.

"Minister...... Gao Xianzhi was domineering and did not listen to the decrees of his ministers. Yang Guozhong had no choice but to put the blame on Gao Xianzhi.

Li Longji said angrily: "Summoning the military envoy, I will personally interrogate." ”

Seeing this situation, Yang Yuhuan didn't dare to bother anymore, and withdrew from the main hall lightly.

She knew that the saint was in a bad mood and should not set off any more fireworks. But because the saint was in a bad mood, he couldn't let Yuan Siyi's investigation come out, so he sent someone to urge Xue Bai to enter the palace.

~~

Xue Bai was painting with Yan Yan and Li Tengkong that day, painting the fireworks last night.

Both of them are very good at painting and calligraphy, among them, Yan Yan's good at painting was known to Xue Bai for a long time, and Li Tengkong's good at painting was only gradually understood by Xue Bai when he talked about Li Sixun in the past few days.

He felt more and more that Li Tengkong was a treasure with many places to be discovered.

"Sister Xiaoxian's painting is more like a light market." Yan Yan glanced at Li Tengkong's painting and said.

Xue Bai looked and saw that Li Tengkong's painting not only had willow treetops, but also flower lanterns, and above the painting lanterns were fireworks like stars and rain. With just one glance, he understood her intentions, and Li Tengkong also felt his gaze, and the roots of his ears were red.

The two have been breaking through the edge of their relationship recently, and when they want to stick together, Xue Bai can't help but think that they may be able to go to her house tonight......

It was at this time that Xie Aman arrived.

Xue Bai listened to her relay and didn't think that Yang Yuhuan was deceiving him to watch the fireworks. He has given her a lot of gifts, but he has never seen Yang Yuhuan ask for it in such a roundabout way before, and he has always asked for it openly.

"If there is indeed a firework, then I will bring it into the palace."

The fireworks that Xue Bai brought today were actually bigger than last night's, but when he entered the Huaqing Palace, he learned that the sage was discussing important government affairs, so it was inconvenient to disturb it.

He then asked Colliers, "The minister is a scholar of the Middle School, has the saint called me to draw up an edict?" ”

From the bottom of his heart, he wanted to participate in military affairs more than just be called to play. However, the only reply received was a cold sentence "The saint has not been summoned".

Waiting until dark, Xie Aman rushed over again, saying that the concubine had repaid her wish in the Palace of Eternal Life, and she couldn't wait to see the fireworks after returning her vow, so she asked Xue Bai to take the fireworks to Xixiuling.

"It's high, so it's nice to put it up."

"But ......"

"Xue Lang doesn't have to, the sage has already agreed. The concubine has already set up to climb the mountain, so let's go. ”

Xie Aman was very excited, and he couldn't wait to reach out and grab the fireworks in Xue Bai's hand.

Revisiting the old place, several palace walls have been added to the Xixiu Ridge, and the guards are stricter than back then.

When Xue Bai climbed the mountain, he saw that the female crowns in the Hall of Eternal Life had already heard the news, hugging in front of the palace gate, waiting with anticipation, and cheered out when they saw him coming.

"The fireworks are coming."

Xie Aman was afraid that Xue Bai would be surrounded by them, so he hurriedly led Xue Bai to the stargazing platform on the side.

The stargazing platform is built very high, and after climbing, you can overlook the Huaqing Palace, and set off fireworks here, which is indeed the best place.

"The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven. ”

"Xue Lang also likes Taibai's poems?" Zhang Yunrong was already waiting on the stargazing platform, listening to Xue Bai's poetry, and was a little surprised.

She really didn't speak loudly, lowered her voice, handed a fire fold to Xie Aman, and said, "In a while, you can light fireworks." The concubine has something important to say to Xue Lang, I'll take him away for a while. ”

Xie Aman listened to the previous sentence, and was pleasantly surprised at first. When he heard the latter sentence, his face became strange. In her mind, what else could the concubine do to see Xue Bai secretly after going through such a difficult process?

"Yes."

After taking the fire fold, she answered in a low voice, staring at Xue Bai's back, secretly wondering what he was good about, but so many women liked it.

Xue Bai was led by Zhang Yunrong, came down from the small ladder on the other side of the stargazing platform, and went around the back of the Hall of Eternal Life, a small door was opened, and he quietly entered the Hall of Eternal Life.

This time, the hall of eternal life was brighter than the last time.

Yang Yuhuan was kneeling in front of the god case with his hands folded. Seeing Xue Bai coming, he hurriedly got up and went behind the curtain, beckoned him to come closer, and ordered Zhang Yunrong to go out and watch.

She was wearing the underskirt he gave her, which was incredibly beautiful, and she was sneaky when she moved, which couldn't help but make people think that she had recruited him for a good tryst.

Xue Bai took a few steps forward, feeling like Altair had crossed the Milky Way and met Vega.

"Sister."

"You're here."

Yang Yuhuan thought of the poem that Xue Bai read here back then, "The clouds are clever, and the flying stars spread hatred", and only then did he remember what he was going to say.

She then said in the tone of her sister teaching her younger brother, "You are in trouble again, do you know? ”

"Please also ask Sister for advice."

"Tell me first, have you told me anything?"

"There are many." Xue Bai asked, "Which one does Sister want to know?" ”

"Your background."

"I am the adopted son of Xue Rust, and I am not expecting, I will be the son of a grass people, one of the toiling masses."

"I don't believe it." Yang Yuhuan said, "Wu Huaishi said that you are the emperor's grandson, and there are only you and me here today, do you dare to be honest with me?" ”

Xue Bai shook his head and said, "I'm not the emperor's grandson. ”

For Li Tengkong, he said this out of trust; For Yang Yuhuan, he said this out of caution. Yang Yuhuan's identity was too complicated, and he didn't think she could keep it a secret for him.

Yang Yuhuan had already believed in Xue Bai once, but this time he didn't believe him anymore, and said leisurely: "But this time you were targeted by Yuan Siyi again, and I don't know why they are always interested in your life experience." ”

Xue Bai's heart moved, and asked, "Does Yuan Siyi have evidence?" ”

"I can tell you." Yang Yuhuan turned around and picked up the wine jug, poured two glasses, picked them up, handed one to him, and said at the same time: "But the premise is that I have to be sure that what you are doing is not using me." ”

The concubine gives wine, which is a great honor, and often only the famous generals who have returned from great achievements can have such an honor at the imperial banquet. But tonight, Yang Yuhuan didn't seem to plan to give Xue Bai just a glass of wine, but seemed to want to get him drunk and force him to spit out the truth.

Xue Bai hesitated for a moment, took the wine glass, held it in his hand, and muttered: "I will never harm Sister A, and I will be good for Sister A." That's what I can swear. ”

"I need to know your purpose." Yang Yuhuan had already drunk her glass of wine, "Drink it." ”

Xue Bai was helpless, raised his glass and drank it all, and found that the wine was choking badly, and he felt a warm current surging in his stomach after a cup, his body was hot, and his head was a little dizzy.

The next moment, Yang Yuhuan took another cup and handed it to him.

"Drunk."

"That's all I drink."

"No matter. Otherwise, you will let Yuan Siyi die, and you don't want me to help you. ”

"Sister don't worry, I'm not the emperor's grandson, Yuan Siyi can't find evidence that can kill me."

"Drink and talk again, unless you don't believe me."

Xue Bai looked at it, and the face that was alluring the country and the city was very close. Yang Yuhuan was so beautiful that he was not as confident in his concentration as usual, and he couldn't help but take a step back. She approached again, and he had no choice but to take another drink.

"Say it."

Yang Yuhuan's voice was beautiful, as if he was bewitching him.

"You're the son of the deposed prince Li Ying, right? You survived by luck, and you have been taught by Zhang Jiuling, He Zhizhang and other famous ministers, and you want to regain your storage position. So you approached my third sister and used me, didn't you? ”

Xue Bai didn't answer, and sat on the ground against the pillar, his eyes foggy.

Yang Yuhuan looked down and saw that his handsome face was flushed, which was completely different from usual.

Inexplicably, she reached out and pinched his face.

"Did you and my third sister, Yang Yuyao, sleep together?"

"Yao Niang? Well. ”

"Did you sleep with Li Qiniang?"

Xue Bai shook his head, with a little distress, and said, "No...... She's too shy. ”

Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but chuckle and asked again, "Are you the emperor's grandson Li Qian?" ”

"It's not."

"And who are your parents?"

"It's just the most ordinary person." Xue Bai closed his eyes and muttered, "I miss them very much......"

Yang Yuhuan was stunned for a moment, bit his lower lip with some annoyance, and said to himself: "You have always been cunning, I don't believe you." ”

She couldn't tell whether Xue Bai was really drunk or fake, her eyes rolled, and she said: "Okay, you also know that I have no children under my knees, if you are really the emperor's grandson, I may not be able to help you, so I should recognize you as a good virtuous grandson." ”

"Not really."

"You might prove it?"

As she spoke, she patted Xue Bai's face again.

Xue Bai opened his eyes, and where his gaze fell, he saw plump red lips.

He felt his cheeks hot, his brain hot, and whispered, "Sister." ”

is just two words, but it is inexplicably full of some feelings, Yang Yuhuan actually heard it in his heart, and understood that he wanted to kiss him to prove that he was not a good grandson.

The flask landed on the blanket, the liquor spilled, and the air was hazy with drunkenness.

"Boom—bang—"

Suddenly, the windows were blown up by fireworks.

Yang Yuhuan came back to her senses and turned her head to look, but she could only see the fireworks in her heart through the window paper.

"You're amazing, I can't ask you the bottom ......"

"Boom—bang—"

The fireworks rang out again, and after a long time, Xue Bai was still drunk, but he was much more comfortable.

He admired Yang Yuhuan unscrupulously in the flickering light, looking at her side face with her head up. His eyes were deep, as if with thousands of years of curiosity, regret, inquiry, love, complaint, and sympathy...... He has been a human being for two lifetimes, and all his impressions of Yang Yuhuan can only be embodied at this moment.

It wasn't until the world was quiet that Yang Yuhuan looked back and smiled.

"You, brother-in-law, at least follow my wishes."

However, before the words fell, she actually heard Xue Bai chanting poetry softly.

"The Emperor of the Han Dynasty is heavy on the country, and Yuyu has been unable to ask for it for many years."

"The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir and is unknown."

"It's hard to give up on your natural beauty, and once you choose to be on the king's side."

"Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color."

“……”

Yang Yuhuan was stunned, she forgot that she was also kneeling on the ground and looking at each other face to face with Xue Bai, forgetting that he was looking at her face in a daze, and forgetting that the wine on the carpet had wet the hem of her skirt.

She just listened to this long poem, and suddenly understood where Xue Bai's inexplicable affection for her came from.

Her feelings were not wrong, he was full of an indescribable affection for her, deeper than the love of men and women, she sometimes thought it was sympathy, sometimes it was closeness, sometimes it was love, but in any case, tonight she was sure that he was different from all the people in the world.

Otherwise, how could such a poem be written?

Just like he once said, "Beautiful women meet for a thousand years", this poem also seems to condense for a thousand years.

“……”

"The high place of Li Palace enters the green clouds, and the fairy music wind is heard everywhere."

Just thinking of this, Zhang Yunrong suddenly ran over and interrupted the meeting.

"Concubine, time is running out, the slave has to send Xue Lang away."

Yang Yuhuan only felt that his heart was pinched, thinking that the poem was not finished yet.

After that, she remembered that there were still important things to tell Xue Bai, so she was so anxious that she looked around, picked up a glass of cold water, and poured it directly on Xue Bai's face.

~~

Fuping County, Danshan.

In mid-July, the wheat fields at the foot of the mountain were already golden, and the heavy ears of wheat bent the straws.

In a farmhouse at the edge of a wheat field, a farmer sharpens his sickle, and his plump wife sews and mends sacks, making final preparations for the harvest.

A pair of their sons and daughters were chasing and playing, singing strange songs.

"I came from the mountains and brought orchids and grass......"

In the distance, five knights galloped towards the house, and then they grabbed the reins.

"Phew!"

The horse's hooves kicked the pebbles away, and the wheat under the horse's hooves fell between the rocks and the earth.

The farmer who sharpened his knife turned his head to look at the wheat and did not speak.

"Lu Fifteen, it's you, right?!" The knight on horseback looked at the farmer and asked, "More than ten years ago, the Beiya miscellaneous servant now has a house, a field, and a son and a daughter." ”

"It's a villain."

"I am waiting for you to ask you something on the orders of your nobles."

Lu Fifteen put down the sickle in his hand and replied respectfully: "Please ask about the utility." ”

"Did you bury a child back then, and from then on you were ordered to guard the grave here."

"Yes."

"You're so good-looking, come and take a look."

Lu Shifu hunched his back, pointed to his house, and said, "Utility, it's better to go into the house and drink a glass of water, and let the villain take a slow look." ”

"It's fine."

The five knights dismounted and entered the house.

Lu Shifu cowered and stepped aside, took the hands of his wife and children, and ducked aside.

After a while, the room was filled with shouts, slashing, and screams.

"Daring, you know who I am?!"

"Poof."

"Poof."

"Let's go!"

Soon, the knight who had just asked the question staggered out, dripping with blood on his body, and every step he took dragging his injured leg did, blood trickled to the ground.

Then, the tall man with a scar on his face walked out slowly, grinning from time to time, and before raising the Mo knife in his hand, he didn't forget to say hello to Lu Shifu.

"Cover your child's eyes."

Lu Fifteen hurriedly did so.

The man walked behind the knight and slashed neatly with the sword in his hand.

"Poof."

A skull rolled by, and blood dripped beside the grain of wheat on the ground.

"Five."

The murderous man shouted into the room, "You can put the painting away." ”

"Take it, let's go, take the witnesses with you."

Someone from the room walked out, speaking with a thick Longyou accent and holding a scroll wrapped in cloth.

"What about the corpses?"

"Keep it."

This time, their way of dealing with danger was so simple and crude, as if they were afraid that the matter would not be big enough and the enemy would not be suspicious enough......

(End of chapter)