Guizhen

Chapter 97 Have You Seen Him
Zhang Wen didn't even wink at Chen Wenli, "What's the use of worrying? Lao Sha's whereabouts have been unknown for so many years, if you worry all the time, won't you be exhausted?"

Chen Wenli muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, you are cold-hearted." He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Forget it, let's be cold if it's cold. There are so many people in our Shenji Division that we can't all be warm. There must be one and a half cold. "

"Old Chen, what are you talking about? It's cold and hot?" Zheng Kun raised his leg and stepped across the threshold, "The food in Danyanlou is not good?"

"Very good." Chen Wenli smiled at him, "Let's talk about Lao Sha." Looking past Zheng Kun, he looked at Sun Ke and the others behind him, "Eh? Where's Miss Lu Wu? She took Xiao Tian to the hut, How come you haven't come back yet? Still waiting for her to open the table."

"Miss Lu Wu fell down and couldn't eat the noodles." Sang Jing sat down with his robe lifted, shook his head and sighed, "She yelled at Xiaotian all the time. She really isn't a goblin."

……

Lu Zhen in the carriage sneezed twice, rubbed her nose with a silk handkerchief, snorted, and said, "Someone must have said something bad about me."

The snail spirit squeezed her sleeves and wiped her face vigorously.

It was just too dangerous.It's scared to death.

"No one dares to speak ill of you!" The snail essence blinked her eyes like purple water jade, "You may have caught a cold lying on the ground."

Lu Zhen glanced at it, and said angrily: "If the invisibility spell can last for two quarters of an hour, I won't be in such a mess." Taking a deep breath, "I still have to practice hard. Taoism means that if you don't advance, you will retreat."

"The little ones should also be practiced." The snail spirit clenched her fists, her face full of determination.Serving tea and delivering water, cooking and embroidery, riding horses and dancing swords are all must-learn.As for the vivid eyelids... Sister Mu Xiang told it that it all depends on talent.Its talent is not very good, but the elder sister Muxiang also said that as long as it is attentive, it will gradually become clever.

Lu Zhen looked at the snail spirit with admiration, "You look like a fairy."

The snail essence blushed and smiled embarrassedly.

Lu Zhen breathed out foul breath, sank into the big pillow and remained silent.The snail spirit didn't dare to disturb her, so she took out a palm-sized box from the hidden compartment, opened it, and there were exquisite candies inside.It picked up a piece of Dong Tang from inside and stuffed it into Lu Zhen's hand.Lu Zhen didn't speak, and ate the candy silently.

"The Sand God Mechanic is the key." Before Lu Zhen could finish speaking, the Snail Spirit had already handed the silk handkerchief to her eyes.

"The person Gao Tang can't even find...where is he hiding?" Lu Zhen murmured, wiping her fingers, and raised a corner of the car curtain to look out.

A luxurious carriage drove across.The emblem of Prince Liang's Mansion was on the car.

Lu Zhen frowned slightly.

What has Prince Liang been up to lately?She couldn't help thinking of the case of abducting a woman from a good family that Song Chen had mentioned.Reaching into the sleeve pocket, took out a piece of talisman paper and folded it back and forth into the shape of a bird, said a mantra and took a breath, the flat talisman paper turned into a glossy little black bird, flapping its wings towards the cold The carriage of the palace flew away.

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Song Yan just came out of the palace.He rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, picked up Ringo's thirsty water and gulped down a few gulps.The refreshing coolness slightly soothed his uneasy mood.

Right now, the capital is really calm and terrifying.

It's so wrong.Song Yan bent his fingers and tapped the edge of the bowl lightly.The middle-aged scribe sitting opposite him slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty, you don't have to be so anxious."

Song Yan immediately suppressed the anxiety between his brows, stretched his brows, nodded and said: "What you said is very true."

"If there is no solid evidence to prove that Jishan is related to Prince Liang's mansion, His Majesty will not act rashly." The middle-aged scribe picked up a piece of wishful cake and took a small bite. It’s like the bottom of the pot. You don’t need to ask to know that he is not very happy with those magicians.”

"What is his intention in going to Shenji Division?" Song Yan's brows that had just been relaxed just now were frowned again, "He has been to Su's house before. Could it be for the purpose of investigating the Gu family? How many years have passed, There must be a reason to bring up old things again, right?"

The middle-aged scribe chuckled, "Gao Tang has his reasons for acting like this."

Song Yan snorted, "Sir, do you know the inside story?"

"It can't be called inside information." The middle-aged scribe said solemnly: "Jin Xichun is very cautious in employing people, and made a Changchun palace hoop stronger than an iron bucket. Our people can insert one and a half, but we can't. Serving in front of the imperial court. It is really not easy to get news."

"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't love money? Buy it with money." Song Yan raised his eyebrows, "The little yellow gate in Changchun Palace is called..." What is it called?

"Oh, that's right. His name is Xiao Zhong. He has benefited a lot from me, and his mouth is not so strict. He can reveal some useful information intentionally or unintentionally."

The middle-aged scribe shook his head with a smile, "Have you seen him recently?"

"If you don't tell me, I don't think so. It's been a while since I saw him." Song Yan stared at him suddenly, "Could it be that...Jin Xichun found me..."

"Jin Xichun is very cautious." The eyes of the middle-aged scribe dimmed, "If he senses something wrong, he will take action. How can he not know that you are giving Xiao Chunzi a favor. From now on, you will restrain yourself a little in Changchun Palace some."

Song Yan nodded slowly, "I will be more careful." Picking up the bowl and drank the remaining thirsty water, he said in a deep voice, "Ji Shan should be arriving in Liangzhou soon, right?"

"It won't be so fast." The middle-aged scribe calculated with his fingers, "I'm afraid it will take about ten days. He consumes a lot of mana, and it won't be as fast as he wants."

Song Yan's eyes showed deep disgust, "The old guy will definitely sue his father when he arrives in Liangzhou. It's a pity that I can't say anything in the letter. Otherwise..."

"Even if you can talk, you should talk more about the benefits of Jishan." The middle-aged scribe patiently explained to him, "If the prince knows that you have a quarrel with Jishan, he will not be happy."

"Anyway, I'm the one who doesn't like my father the most." Song Yan frowned and complained, "To put it bluntly, I'm just a thing that makes my grandfather feel at ease. But my grandfather didn't think about it, my father is not just my son. I'm dead. What's the point?"

"The prince must not underestimate himself." The middle-aged scribe comforted: "You are the eldest son of the prince. The status is the most noble, how can others compare to you?"

The resentment in Song Yan's heart dissipated slightly, but he still couldn't help complaining, "I'm not as good as I am, and I'm living a much more carefree life than I am. I'm worried all day long, lest my father suddenly cause trouble in Liangzhou. In that case... How can I survive?"

"No." The middle-aged scribe said firmly: "It's not as simple as arranging wine and dinner. In any case, we must choose a good and auspicious day." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help chuckling.

Song Yan was also amused by him, "It's thanks to Mr. You who is always reassuring for me, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to stay in the capital for a day."

(End of this chapter)