In the inn, Xiong Wei coaxed Ouyang Ying for a while, and then looked at Xia Yun's face, and when he was in a dilemma, Xiaoyaozi walked back.

Xiaoyaozi looked at the picture scroll, it was a good time to open it, looked at Ouyang Ying and smiled and said, "Ying'er, can you see if the picture scroll can be opened?"

"Okay, okay!" Xiong Wei made peace again, coaxing Ouyang Ying, "Hurry up and take a look at this painting." ”

Ouyang Ying heard Xiong Wei's words, swept the scroll with her eyes, and saw that the scroll was already soaked, and her attention was focused on the painting. She knew that if she didn't take it apart quickly, it would be troublesome for a while.

"Hmph!" Ouyang Ying suddenly stopped crying, "I don't mess with you, who is really afraid of you." ”

She looked at it gently, and the corner of the painting was indeed three sheets of paper overlapping each other.

Ouyang Ying became excited and said loudly, "Master, this painting is indeed three pieces of paper overlapping each other. ”

Xiaoyaozi hurriedly walked over when she heard her words, and gently lifted a corner with her hand. He wanted to see Ouyang Ying's craftsmanship, so he couldn't help but look back at Ouyang Ying and asked, "If you want to see what is written on the paper below, you have to wait for the painting stem on it to take it off." ”

Xia Yun also walked over, looked at the painting, and said, "It's hard." Wouldn't it be over if you just tore up the painting?"

"Hey, don't touch it, maybe there's some mystery in the painting?" Ouyang Ying heard Xiaoyaozi's question, and felt even more amazing, so she said loudly to Xia Yun.

Xia Yun took her hand back again, Ouyang Ying said this, which is also true. Xia Yun is much more reasonable than Ouyang Ying in this regard.

"What if you wait for the painting to dry completely and then take it out and look at it?" Ouyang Ying said proudly again, "The paper is stuck together again." ”

Ouyang Ying carefully took the scroll out of the tofu mold, placed it by the window, and hung it with a hemp rope.

The breeze gently blew the scroll, and the scroll dripped dry, drip by drop, and at the same time, the pasted material inside the scroll also dripped down.

The scroll finally separated, and the four of them each held one side of the scroll and slowly moved it away together. There is a word underneath the scroll. To be precise, it was a holy decree.

The four heads shook their heads and looked at each other, and after watching carefully for a long time, no one spoke.

Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: Xiong's Aiqing is a loyal person of the Ming Dynasty. Today, Concubine Zheng is pregnant and gave birth to a prince. The dispute over the national capital has been going on for a long time, and this son will definitely cause a huge dispute between the DPRK and China. However, the war on the frontier has not been settled, and national affairs are important. can only entrust his beloved son to Qing's hands, and ask Qing to take care of his beloved son. Zhu Yijun's handwriting.

Ouyang Ying was the first to hold back and read out loud: "Zhu Yijun's handwriting, Zhu Yijun." Yikes!"

Ouyang Ying suddenly covered her mouth, "That's not ...... Isn't that the Holy One of today?"

After many strong winds and waves, Xiaoyaozi couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, he didn't speak, just thinking: The prince who died in infancy really didn't die. In this case, why did the Xiong family suffer another catastrophe? Who wanted the dark river to kill an eight-year-old child? According to the calculation of time, when he received the killing order, the prince also happened to be eight years old.

It seems that if he stabbed him with a sword back then, he might kill the prince.

"In this way, the emperor secretly transferred the prince out of Zijing City and sent him to our house. Then why did our family suffer such a tragedy?" Xiong Wei said his question, "Zhu Yijun said in his handbook that he wanted to protect the prince?"

"Is Xiongjiazhuang destroyed because of the prince, where has the prince gone now?" Xia Yun knew that the slaughter of Xiongjiazhuang must be related to the prince's life experience. She also measured who was going to kill the prince.

Xiaoyaozi continued to think: at least one doubt has been solved now. It turned out that the prince born to Concubine Zheng really did not die, but became a victim of the dispute over the country's capital as soon as he was born.

It was indeed the prince who was going to be killed, and it was the prince that Li Shizhen rescued that day. At that time, when he was about to kill, the old disease relapsed, and after waking up, there was only Li Shizhen and no children. He didn't know where the child had gone. Now, Li Shizhen has gone west. There is no way to investigate the matter.

Since he received the killing order, Xiongjiazhuang has not been at peace until now, could it be that the child he was going to kill back then was really the prince? Xiaoyaozi fell into deep thought: The information he knew was that a child was rescued by Li Shizhen, and later chased him to the small town to know that there was another child missing in the small county town.

In fact, Li Shizhen didn't tell himself who the child was, and no one told him who the child was in the small county town. Are the two children related to the prince, and which of these two children is the real prince?

After so many years, it has been a headless case.

Xia Yun read the handwriting again from beginning to end, and confirmed again that this handwriting was the emperor's own handwriting. This is big news. We must send it back to Jingshi as soon as possible, and if we really find the prince, then we can fight a counterattack beautifully.

However, at this time, I couldn't find an excuse to go out.

"Ouch...... Xia Yun suddenly cried, "I have a stomachache, go out for a while." ”

Xia Yun ran out, Xiaoyaozi became alert, and said quietly: "Yun'er, you two take off the handbook." Woo'er, you wait for Yun'er to open it and put the handbook away. There's something wrong with me too, and I'm going to ...... too."

Xiaoyaozi walked out softly and quietly followed.

When Xia Yun came back, Xiaoyaozi had already returned.

Xiaoyaozi saw Xia Yun coming back, and said intentionally: "I thought of another place, and I decided to go to a place tomorrow." ”

"Where?" Xiong Wei reacted first.

"By the Han River. Xiaoyaozi said firmly.

Actually, Xiaoyaozi wanted to go to the Chu State Inn. Back then, in the Chu State Inn, he also felt that something was wrong.

"How far is the Han River?" Xiong Wei leaned against the wall, experiencing the Xiongjiazhuang incident, he grew up. He said with a very serious look, and his eyes were very determined. It's more like Xiong Linhai back then.

Xiaoyaozi didn't raise his head and said. "It's not far, about two hundred miles from here. Follow the Chu River by water, and it will be faster. ”

"Let's go, let's go now. "Xiong Wei, who was tired all night, suddenly became very energetic. He glanced back at Xia Yun and said, "Yun'er, put away those pieces of paper and these scraps." ”

"No, no. Ouyang Ying quickly stopped Xiong Wei's decision, "It's better for this girl to go into battle in person, I don't worry about others." If you can't break it, there's no evidence, right? ”

Xiong Wei looked at Ouyang Ying and knew that what she said was true, not angry. He looked at it and added, "Miss Ouyang, then please trouble you to clean it up." Yun'er, where do you go to the shopkeeper to choose a few fast horses? ”

"Okay!" Xia Yun flew down the stairs in a few quick steps.

She hurried to the backyard of the inn and chose her horses. He flew out of the woods behind the inn and soon returned.

Xiaoyaozi stood behind the window and watched, sneering in her heart.

At dawn, the four of them left the store on fast horses, and after a while, Xiaoyaozi and his party came to the Chu River.

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