All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chapter 76 Do You Really Believe In Ghosts?
"Meow...meow..."

Xue Tuan circled around the embroidered screen, with a pair of glass-like mandarin duck eyes, eagerly looking at Shen Lingxi.

All he had to do was tell her that this was the way for her to enter the palace.

This reminded Shen Lingxi that after the embroidered clothes envoy took over Yinyue Pavilion's lair earlier, Mu Huai'an came to Xuanpinghou's mansion with the emperor grandson to tell her that Yinyue Pavilion secretly collected embroidered handkerchiefs One matter is related to the nobles in the palace.

At that time, the old ancestor had a new funeral, and she was busy taking care of the funeral of the old ancestor. Mu Huai'an also said that he would talk to her in detail after the funeral was over.

Later, the matter of the concept of longevity came out, and this matter was inadvertently shelved.

Shen Lingxi originally thought that this embroidered screen was the bait that Yinyue Pavilion put for fishing in Heming Tower.

Now it seems that she may have thought too shallowly.

This embroidered screen has been placed in the Heming Tower for many days, but no one has ever applied for it, and it has been placed on an inconspicuous side for a long time.

The notice of rewarding a thousand taels of gold is still posted on the side.

"Meow..."

Seeing that she hadn't moved, Xue Tuan kept urging her anxiously.

Shen Lingxi pondered for a few breaths, and after weighing the pros and cons, picked up the needle and thread that was on the side, and quickly embroidered a few stitches on the embroidery screen.

The little Er at the side was planning to step forward to stop her, but accidentally saw Shen Lingxi's few stitches, which were perfectly integrated with the original embroidery pattern on the embroidery screen, and hurried to notify the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper placed Shen Lingxi in the private room on the second floor, and sent people to find the person in charge.

About half an hour later, the shopkeeper walked in with a handsome young man.

When the man saw Shen Lingxi, surprise flashed across his face.

"Miss Shen, how could it be you?"

Shen Lingxi took a serious look at him and recognized him as the person who took out the embroidered screen when he first came to Heming Tower.

But she only met this person once, "Do you know me?"

"I have admired the girl's name for a long time." The man said politely: "It is good for the girl to call me Shengxie. Since the girl is here to apply for the embroidery lady, I have to go back and ask the master for instructions. Please go back first, and if the master agrees, I will go to the door again. Girl please."

Shen Lingxi raised her eyebrows.

Ask for instructions?allow?
Since this person knew her, he should know her ability.

Looking at the entire capital, she is the only one who can embroider this screen.

I would rather spend a thousand taels of gold to find the embroidered lady here than to come to her.

Now that she came to the door by herself, why did she still have to wait?

It's just... outrageous.

Shen Lingxi wanted to say, don't be so troublesome, I'm not very short of money.

But Xue Tuan couldn't help looking at her eyes...

"Then it's time to work." She forced a smile.

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Coming out of the Heming Tower, the more Shen Lingxi thought about it, the more weird it became, and she really wanted to find out the relationship between the embroidered handkerchief and the nobles in the palace, so she simply went to Dali Temple to find Mu Huai'an, and was going to ask him face to face.

It was also a coincidence that as soon as the carriage she was riding arrived at the gate of Dali Temple, she saw Mu Huai'an walking out of the yamen with a group of yamen servants in a hurry.

Seeing Shen Lingxi, Mu Huai'an's eyes lit up, "Follow me, I'll take you to a good place."

Saying that, he got on his horse, greeted the coachman, and galloped eastward.

Shen Lingxi knew that with his appearance, he must have a case to deal with, so she had to let the carriage follow him because she had something to ask.

About two quarters of an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a very imposing mansion.

The two gilt and bronze lions in front of the mansion gate are mighty and majestic. Above the wide gate, there is a plaque with three big characters "An Wang's Mansion" personally inscribed by the imperial pen, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun and shining with golden light.

Shen Lingxi followed Mu Huai'an into the palace.

As far as the eye can see, every plant and tree is well maintained, and the ground of bluestone bricks has been scoured and spotless.

Even though King An has passed away for two years, the mansion is still so tidy.

It can be seen how much honor King An received during his lifetime, and how much the emperor missed him after his death.

They walked from the gate to the back house, and walked for about half an hour. Except for their group, they didn't see a living person.

The huge palace was neat and tidy, but it was too quiet, more like an imperial mausoleum.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Lingxi asked curiously.

"Come to catch ghosts." Mu Huai'an replied with a half-smile, "Didn't you hear the rumors in the capital these days? If caught, the black yarn above the heads of Dali Temple will not be protected."

Shen Lingxi blinked.

In the past few days, she has indeed heard rumors of "ghosting" here.

There is no other reason, only because "Prince An's mansion is haunted" and "Xuanping Hou married a daughter" are also known as the two anecdotes in August in the capital.

Shen Lingxi looked around, looked carefully, and came to a conclusion, "This mansion is quite clean, even cleaner than your prison in Dali Temple. If you come to catch ghosts today, I'm afraid it will be a waste of time."

"Do you really believe there are ghosts here?" Mu Huai'an glanced at her and sneered, "I can't tell, Shen Lingxi, you deal with those dead bodies all day long, yet you still believe in ghosts in this world?"

"Believe it, of course you have to believe it." Shen Lingxi said earnestly, "It's just that what Shaoqing said earlier is true, if those dead souls can really turn into ghosts after death to avenge themselves, there will be nothing wrong with the yamen gone."

"It's rare for you to agree with me once." Mu Huai'an laughed.

While the two were talking, they walked to a vermilion attic.

The attic is about three stories high, with carved beams and painted buildings, and it is of extraordinary style.

It is located next to the back garden of the palace and is the tallest building in the palace.

There is a viewing rail on the top floor, which can overlook the scenery of the palace.

Mu Huai'an stopped in front of the attic door, "This is the place where King An hangs the beam, and it is also the place where Yuzhu was thrown away."

"I heard that when King An passed away, he was only 15 years old, and he was not yet old enough to leave the palace. How could he die here?" Shen Lingxi asked suspiciously.

"King An is close to Princess Pingyang when he urinates, and he often goes out of the palace to live in Princess Princess' mansion."

Mu Huai'an pointed to the west side, "Across the wall is Princess Pingyang's mansion, this mansion was specially requested by King An to the emperor, and the prince opened the mansion at the age of 16, within a few months, isn't it a coincidence. "

As he spoke, he pushed open the half-covered door of the attic and walked in first.

On the first floor, there are incense tables and King An's coffin.

Mu Huai'an stepped forward and respectfully put three sticks of incense on the spiritual seat.

"It's a pity that I didn't reach the crown when I passed away, and I committed suicide again. I can't enter the Taimiao as a spiritual throne." He sighed.

Take Shen Lingxi up the stairs on one side, and go straight to the third floor.

The lighting on the third floor is excellent.

At this moment, it was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled in the empty room through the half-opened window lattice.

Adds some warmth to a dull room.

As soon as Shen Lingxi stepped into the attic, she saw a thin and lonely shadow wearing a bright yellow python robe, facing them sideways, sitting with her knees hugged in the afterglow of the setting sun.

His eyes are extremely pure and lonely, looking at the sun that is about to set in the west...

(End of this chapter)