Volume 1 Yin and Yang Yi Tao Chapter 9 Heaven and Earth Junction
Ling Qianshan lurked in the shadow of the alley, avoiding the sight of the soldiers not far away, and quietly climbed over the courtyard wall.
The reason for choosing this yard is simple.
At this time, it was close to noon, and there were more than a dozen households in a radius, and only it did not have smoke rising.
He looked around warily, and as expected, no one was there. Presumably, this family will claim to be a merchant traveling to cover up the fact that it belongs to the Ling family.
He didn't stop in the courtyard and walked straight to the private room.
The rooms in the back room were decently furnished, the quilts on the beds were neatly folded, and even the dust had been cleaned, presumably to prevent leaks. On top of that, there were no tunnels under the bed, and there were no creaky mechanisms to be found.
So Ling Qianshan carefully searched other places, the study, the hall, and the places that often appeared in the small talking book, he checked them all, but he still didn't find anything.
Just as he began to wonder if he had made a mistake in his judgment, he remembered that there was another place he hadn't searched.
Snow Hidden West Pavilion.
"No, it won't. Ling Qianshan suspiciously walked to the only room he had not checked, and what caught his eye was the wooden toilet in the middle, the lid was twisted diagonally, and there was a pile of clean paper and a basin of water next to it, and half a basin of water was placed in the basin.
There is also a picture scroll hanging on the wall on the side of the toilet.
He picked up the paper, fumbled up and down the room, and finally came to the wooden toilet.
"That's too ...... Absolutely. Ling Qianshan tried to pick up the wooden toilet, but was speechless when he saw what was underneath.
A blue brick protruded from under the toilet, and when I stepped on it hard, the wall on which the scroll was hung suddenly sank, revealing a black hole. Release your foot and the hole closes.
"It's worthy of the Ling family, it's so fancy to be a secret passage. β
Ling Qianshan quickly figured out its structure.
With the help of clean paper and water, he was happy.
......
There was wind passing through the secret passage, and it was not as cold and damp as expected. There is also more than one road, and there are many branches, most of which lead to different places, such as the mountains outside the city. At the same time, the walls in the corridor are also inlaid with torches and night pearls, and the firelight is extremely gorgeous.
Ling Qianshan didn't dare to make any extraneous branches, because such a complex and delicate secret passage must have set a trap to prevent him from entering by mistake, and the reason why he dared to take this road was also because this road had just been used last night, and it should have been a fluke that the mechanism should be closed.
If you take a wrong step, you may shoot a few crossbow arrows from somewhere, and set yourself on the wall to make a painting.
At the end of the torches, there was a faint human voice, which sounded like a small talk between the little guys.
"Now, didn't you go into the house?
"How dare you look, for fear that you will do something wrong and be beheaded. You see, the hands are shaking. Don't think about it, people are serious about the true dragon bloodline of eight hundred, and maybe they will be emperors in the future. β
"Look at you like that, it's really dragon blood...... The crown prince is about the same. I heard that it was the emperor's least favored one, so he was sent to marry our young lady. β
"What do you mean by this, isn't our young lady worthy?! Isn't the emperor the same ...... Are you from the Four Pillar Kingdoms?"
"Shhhh Why weren't you so arrogant just now, you didn't even dare to see anyone......"
Ling Qianshan held his breath and listened patiently to the somewhat audacious conversations of his subordinates, and only after they left did he quietly climb out of the secret passage, looking around and finding that the entrance to the secret passage was disguised as a well.
This is supposed to be the back garden of the courtyard, full of flowers, making people feel like they have fallen into early spring.
Ling Qianshan did not stop, and ran towards the warehouse where the medicinal materials were stored in his memory.
It didn't take long for him to get lost gorgeously.
After all, Ling Qianshan's layout of the rooms in the Ling Mansion is almost all based on the vague impression that he was led around by Ling Meixiang when he was a child, and it is basically impossible to figure out which one is the pharmacy warehouse. He hid behind the pillars of the courtyard corridor, carefully dodging a few subordinates, and then looked at the small building not far away.
The small building had just been built, five or six stories high. It seems that the ordinary material is just boxwood and cypress, but in fact, there are exquisite paintings on the window lattices, and there are large groups of dragon and phoenix carvings up and down, which is the so-called elegance and wealth.
"It's a nice building. β
The voice coming from behind really startled Ling Qianshan.
He jerked his head back. I don't know when, a son leaned against the pillar, wearing a pale yellow brocade robe, younger than Ling Qianshan, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a slender figure, like a beautiful woman in the painting. Childe still had a freshly picked flower in his mouth, and looked at him with interest.
"I heard that this floor is specially built for your little lady, called the Phoenix Tower. The phoenix begs the phoenix, the phoenix begs the phoenix, the name is good, and it is a very interesting place. Childe looked at him and asked curiously, "By the way, which one of the Ling family are you?"
"Distant relatives, here to help. Ling Qianshan took a step back and waved his sleeves, which were embroidered with the logo of the Ling family, presumably it was this set of clothes that made this son misunderstand, and the misunderstanding was just right. And in an instant, he also immediately understood the identity of the person in front of him, and immediately bowed, "Your Highness, may I ask what you need to do in the future?"
"Ah, it's nothing, I just didn't see you at the door before. Childe approached Ling Qianshan, and before anyone could react, he inserted the flowers he was still holding just now in Ling Qianshan's placket. He patted Ling Qianshan's chest, admiring his masterpiece with satisfaction, there was no so-called prince's style at all, but more like the prodigal son who often messed around inside, "My father gave me a beautiful name, and it was full of flowersβyou just called me full of heaven." β
"Don't dare. Ling Qianshan lowered his head.
"It's boring. Hua Mantian pursed his lips, and then casually pointed to Fenglou, "Okay, you can help me call your little lady down." Therefore, women are trouble, and men waste half of their time waiting for women to get dressed. Uh-huh. Also, what do you think you're wasting half of your time?"
"Huh?" Ling Qianshan was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't cry or laugh. He replied in a deep voice, "...... Wait for the woman to undress?"
"I think you and I have a lot in common. Hua Mantian couldn't help but smile, he turned his back, "Hurry up." β
"Under the command. β
Although Ling Qianshan walked away directly, he couldn't shirk it under the nose of the other party. Besides, it's better to find Ling Meixiang first, just go upstairs like this, and ask where the medicinal materials are stored, and I don't need her help. Then no matter what, take the medicine and leave, this place should not stay for a long time. Ling Qianshan made up his mind like this.
Perhaps, it was because it was too easy to blend into the Ling family, which made me a little more arrogant in my heart. Or perhaps, it was the critical illness of the white wolf that made him too anxious.
So he didn't notice at all, the flower behind him was covering his mouth and trembling.
Only when Ling Qianshan's figure disappeared at the door of the small building did he let go of his hand and sat on the ground gasping, smiling until his stomach hurt.
"It seems that I have never said hello to someone higher than you, and I don't even pretend to be. Interesting, really funny. Someone!"
Hua Mantian snapped his fingers.
In the seemingly unmanned flower gallery, a big man with a tiger's back suddenly walked out, he was naked and only wore a pair of shorts, no sword, but his waist seemed to be wrapped around something, and he protruded in the shorts.
"Fifty-six, give me a taste of his condition. Even if you kill him, it doesn't matter. Hua Mantian commanded.
The guard, known as Fifty-Six, leaned over to receive the order, got up and walked into the small building.
"However, I always feel that we are very similar, and maybe we can really become best friends. Hua Mantian laughed again, then sat up and waved his hand at Qianying, who was gradually approaching from a distance.
"Huh?" Ling Meixiang, who didn't know anything before, Ying Ying came to Hua Mantian, "What is Your Highness laughing at?"
"May I ask the little lady Ling, do you like to watch dramas?"
"Huh?"
"Are you really husband and wife...... Oh no, nothing, I didn't say anything. Hua Mantian muttered quietly, and then solemnly asked people to bring two bamboo stools, and he smiled softly.
"Wait, there's going to be a show right away. β
......
There was no one in the building.
Ling Qianshan pushed open a few doors, and he didn't even see the most ordinary people. Somewhere, though, there was a foot-foot. He searched for the sound and came to the attic on the top floor, the door was hidden, and through the gap he could see the embroidered pier of the mirror table, the combing grate and the makeup box, and the figure of the bed shaking.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Sister Ling, Your Highness is invited." β
"Miss isn't here...... Huh?" a very familiar voice came from behind the door, Ling Qianshan simply pushed the door open, and a maid was sitting on the bed mending clothes, looking at him in surprise.
It's really an acquaintance.
"Xiu'er?" "Young Master Ling?"
The two looked at each other.
"Why are you here?" Xiu'er looked at Ling Qianshan, who should never have appeared here, and then quickly hid the clothes she had sewn behind her.
It's late, Ling Qianshan can see it clearly. He walked over and snatched his clothes.
It was the same old clothes he had worn in the shower.
shook his sleeves, and the poisonous insects that played tricks were still inside.
"What's going on?"
Ling Qianshan looked around the room, and then he realized that the walls were covered with the clothes and pants he had worn before, most of which had been repaired. Looking at Xiu'er again, her face was already flushed.
"Yes, it was Miss who asked her to do this, and she used these to practice female celebrity. Xiu'er stumbled.
Do you practice female red?
Ling Qianshan choked for a while, and he only felt that the light clothes in his hands seemed to have become a thousand catties of heavy burden.
He asked stiffly, "...... Where's Sister Ling?"
"She's not here. Xiu'er replied in confusion, and she asked him rhetorically, "Why are you here? Do you know that it is dangerous to come to the Ling family now?"
"I'm here to ask for Erdan, Xiaobai has been poisoned, and his life is on the line. Ling Qianshan lowered his head and pleaded sincerely, "Please, please help me." β
"Xiaobai is poisoned?!, then I'll go to Dadu Erdan right away...... I know where it is, come with me...... Forget it, don't come with me, let's just count it as a lady's boudoir, no one usually comes in the whole building, you hide here, don't touch anything, I'll go and get that Dan back immediately. Really, what's that?"
Xiu'er hugged her head and wailed. She still wanted to count him, but she didn't have time, she just left a sentence here, stayed and didn't touch it, and hurried downstairs.
Only the mountains remained, and the walls of the attic full of old clothes were seen.
"Sister Ling......" he muttered, "how does this make me good." β
But that's exactly what happened.
"Excuse me, Young Master Ling. β
A strange, hoarse, exotic voice echoed in the attic.