After being bound to the learning system in my mother's womb, I became the empress

Chapter 217 Acting Emperor Ji Minghuang during the weekend

Matsuyama.

Changchun Gate.

Shangyi Bureau.

Clear sky.

The girls sat under the big mulberry tree in the yard, working together in an assembly line manner to make clothes.

These days, they have completed the dismantling of the old clothes, and the next thing they need to do is to make the materials and accessories into new clothes.

Ji Qiu has the best embroidery skills, so she is responsible for the final embroidery part.

There were many flowers in front of her, including butterflies, mandarin ducks, peonies, etc. Some were painted by the owner of the door, and some were painted by herself.

During the break of embroidery, she looked up and inadvertently saw a small yellow wild flower in the corner.

The petals have absorbed the sunlight and have a greasy texture, as if they were coated with glaze.

She didn't know the name of this kind of wild flower, but she just thought it was pretty. She immediately picked up the paintbrush on the table next to her and traced the little flower on it.

In the future, this small flower can also be used as an embroidery pattern.

Although it is not as graceful and beautiful as peony and peony, it still has its own moving interest.

When she started writing, she habitually drew a chicken on the drawing paper.

One ○ is the head of the chicken, one ">" is the mouth, and two dots are the eyes.

Then simply draw two "tree branches" as the chicken's feet.

A simple and cute chick is done.

When she was a child, she saw her grandfather drawing, so she followed suit and wanted to sign underneath after finishing the drawing.

But she doesn’t have a seal and can’t write her name, so what should she do?

At this time, the chicken she raised happened to come over. She had an idea and drew a chicken underneath as her signature.

Grandpa also praised her for being smart, and the chicken she drew was spiritual. She outlined the appearance of the chicken with just a few strokes.

Recalling the happy times of the past, Ji Qiu couldn't help but smile.

"Aqiu, Uncle Ji is here again." A girl next to her reminded her.

Ji Qiu looked towards the door of the courtyard, and sure enough he saw Ji Heng poking his head outside the door.

Seeing her looking over, he retracted his head again.

Ji Qiu glanced at the chicken again, held down the painting with a paperweight, "I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Uncle Ji." Coming to Ji Heng, Ji Qiu saluted him politely and distantly, "What do you want from me?"

Seeing her attitude, Ji Heng couldn't help but fell silent.

Ji Qiu frowned slightly, "If you don't say anything, then I will go in. I still have a lot of work to do."

Ji Heng: "Are you...blaming grandpa?"

Ji Qiu: "What does Mr. Ji mean by this? We meet by chance and have nothing to do with each other, so how can I blame you?"

"Also, don't you admit that I am your granddaughter? Why do you call yourself 'grandpa' now?"

Ji Heng: "I saw the birthmark behind your left ear. My granddaughter Jiujiu also has such a birthmark behind her left ear."

Ji Qiu: "Maybe this is just a coincidence. There are many people with similar looks in the world, not to mention it's just a birthmark."

Ji Heng: "Aside from birthmarks, you, my wife, and my youngest son and daughter-in-law also have similarities."

Ji Qiu: "I was specially asked by the sect leader to pretend to be your granddaughter. Naturally, I look similar to them."

Ji Heng: "..."

She stated his suspicions openly, which left him speechless.

"Originally I did suspect this, but...you should have noticed that I have been secretly paying attention to your every word and deed these past few days.

“The more I look at it, the more I feel that you are my granddaughter.

"Also, the signature you left on the painting, that chick, is exactly the same as the one Jiujiu drew when he was a child.

"If I'm still not sure, then I'm old and blind."

Ji Heng looked at his grown-up granddaughter in front of him, "Jiujiu, grandpa was wrong. I shouldn't have done that that day -"

Ji Qiu: "That's enough!"

She turned her face away, not wanting him to see the tears welling up in her eyes.

"My grandfather passed away when I was five years old." After saying this, he turned around and went back.

Facing the concerned eyes of his classmates, Ji Qiu wiped his face sheepishly and smiled at them.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Ji Heng sighed and left in despair.

"Mr. Ji, please come over, Master." Qin Shuang came over to invite him.

Ji Heng nodded, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and followed her.

"Sit down." Lin Xi met Ji Heng and made a "please" gesture to him.

Ji Heng sat down opposite her.

Lin Xi poured him a cup of osmanthus tea.

The tea is fragrant, the soup is clear, and a cluster of sweet-scented osmanthus stretches its figure in the tea and blooms again.

"Osmanthus tea can relieve phlegm and cough, nourish the body and moisten the lungs. I think Mr. Ji seems to have a cough these past two days, so it's time to drink a cup of osmanthus tea to relieve the illness."

Ji Heng was caught off guard by her sudden concern. He choked on his own saliva and coughed even harder.

After finally stopping, he waved his hand hurriedly, "Master, just say whatever you have to say."

The old man couldn't stand her "concern".

Lin Xi: "Oh, let me be blunt. Where did you get this treasure map?"

Ji Heng: That's right. This is how Lin Xi talks.

"To be honest, this is something passed down from my ancestors."

Lin Xi acted like she was all ears.

Ji Heng then spoke eloquently: "The dynasty before Qi was the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was named Ji.

"After the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Ji family's descendants withered and struggled to survive, so they lived in seclusion in the mountains, not going out unless necessary, and not participating in worldly disputes.

"It took more than 300 years for the Ji family to prosper, but who would have thought that it would all be lost in one fell swoop at the hands of Yin Shichong!"

Ji Heng held the tea cup tightly. Even though his hand didn't move, the tea in the cup rippled due to the impact of his anger.

Lin Xi ate a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus and jujube cake and said cooperatively: "Yin Shichong deserves to die."

Ji Heng: "No."

Not wanting to mention the enemy he had lost, he returned to the treasure map.

"When my father gave me this treasure map, he said that it was painted by Ji Minghuang, the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty."

Lin Xi chewed on the name: "Ji Minghuang... the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was the empress?"

Ji Heng: "Yes, all emperors of the Zhou Dynasty were women."

Lin Xi's eyes lit up. The Zhou dynasty was so wonderful, but it was a pity that it was destroyed.

However, if the Great Zhou Dynasty had not been destroyed, there would be no Great Yong today.

Without Dayong, how could she inherit the throne?

Ji Heng continued: "It is said that when the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, Ji Minghuang hid the treasures accumulated by the Ji family in advance. When the Yin family, who was plotting to usurp the throne, broke into the treasure house in the palace, it was already empty."

Lin Xi: "So this treasure map shows the place where Ji Minghuang hid the treasure?"

Could it be that the owner of the tomb in the Crystal Cave is Ji Minghuang?

And in the tomb, there are treasures accumulated by the Ji family over the generations!
She was so stimulated by her speculation that her heart beat a little faster.

Ji Heng shook his head, "Then I don't know. This treasure map has been passed down from generation to generation, and its authenticity has long been difficult to distinguish."

Lin Xi: "You live so close to Songshan, haven't you ever thought about coming here with a treasure map to dig for treasure?"

Ji Heng: "Not to mention whether this treasure map is real or not, even if it is real, I am a dying old man and I can live for one day, so why do I need so much treasure?"

Lin Xi: "That's true. After all, no matter how much money you have, you can't bring it into the coffin."

Ji Heng deeply agreed, "I didn't expect you to see so clearly at such a young age."

Lin Xi smiled and did not answer the question.

She just looks young on the outside, but she is actually quite young.

"Has anyone else seen this treasure map besides you?"

(End of this chapter)