Qingchuan History

Chapter 280

On the day when the number nine began, the Fenyuliu golden bird returned from Cangwu.

The arrow wound on the left wing is not completely healed, but it has not affected the flight.The bird landed on the window sill, Ruan Xueyin hurriedly let it in, and when the window was about to be closed, another bird shadow glided into view.

At this moment, two big birds stand still in the sleeping hall, and the picture is quite wonderful.After Ruan Xueyin inquired a bit, she found out that Jing Tingge's worried companion was injured during the long-distance flight, so she protected her all the way back; she also had something to say and something she wanted, and Ruan Xueyin's can't fly again in the short term. It happened to come over to hand things over.

If handed over, there are two statements first.

One is the result of the version of "Guangling Zhixi"; the other is the research progress of Mrs. Shangguan.

All true:

The version played by her and Shangguan concubine is unique;

Mrs. Shangguan is overwintering somewhere in Weinan, and she will visit soon.

Ruan Xueyin raised her eyebrows.Migrating south to survive the winter, like a migratory bird, is this mysterious Mrs. Xiangguo so delicate and expensive?But I don't know what method the girl used to pry open the lock.

Then there are two questions.

First, is there some kind of paper that can hide the words written on it; or some kind of ink that can be applied to the paper without showing its shape; The word reproduces.

Ruan Xueyin raised her eyebrows slightly.With such a strenuous question, do you dare to speak out the specific matters directly?
She hadn't had time to search for the answer in detail in her mind.

Because the bird asked the second question:
Is Shangguan Mi already dead?

There is something good about this question.

She was sure that Fenyuliu Jinniao would not change the words in simple questions.Especially such important matters.So this is the original words of Jingting Song.

Is it a test?At the Qi Gong meeting last month, she had revealed what she knew, even though she concealed some details, it did not affect the result after all.Auntie's life and death, she is the same as her:
Although in doubt, there is no certainty.

So how should this question be understood at this moment?She went back to Cangwu and dealt with Murong Xun or Shangguan Shuo, gained new knowledge and became more confident?Or because of the lighting, she felt that she didn't know it at the time, but she might know it now, so she came directly to confirm?
There is a [-]% chance that Shangguan Mi is no longer alive.Ruan Xueyin also thought this way.The basis is that Gu Xinglang was so cold that night in Hulan Lake.When the wind blew up, she followed him all the way back to the Turning Waves Palace, the latter was speechless the whole time, his complexion as frosty as a blade; when she arrived at the imperial study, she asked, he avoided, only grinding and writing, and then went to the terrace in thin clothes to blow the air.

and large-flowered orchids.

For Ruan Xueyin, there is actually only one link left in this question: who.

An important person suffered from lung disease, but was killed by the big flower Xianglan.

It is not difficult to check.This person must be in the Qi Palace, so it's Ah Ji who took the initiative; he must also be in a high position, so Gu Xinglang and Gu Chunyue both care about this; he may even be a close relative——

Otherwise, with Gu Xinglang's heart, he wouldn't be so moved.

The range is small.You can find out by visiting the Taiyuan Hospital.

I didn't probe earlier, because it didn't matter to me; it doesn't matter now, but the girl asked——

Do you want to take a look?It would be a lie to say I'm not curious at all.

But he probably doesn't want to do it himself.

Concentrating on her thoughts, she looked at Big Bird again and said, "Where's the stuff? What does she want?"

Jing Tingge wants the four sisters to be killed.

Ruan Xueyin was surprised.

Is it for the next meeting with Mrs. Shangguan?The bird didn't know why, so she could only guess.

Should be.The so-called physical evidence.But is it necessary to produce physical evidence?This item has been confirmed.

She didn't know the specific situation at Cangwu's side, nor Jing Tingge's plan, she thought for a moment, then turned around and moved to open the agarwood box, and took out an ink-colored porcelain bottle.

There is only one bottle, and some must be divided.She picked out another bottle, and when she was about to make a move, she turned to look at the pink bird again, "Can you do a porcelain bottle?"

Pink Bird shook his head.

Ruan Xueyin understood.There are many uncontrollable factors in long-distance flights. If it falls, the bottle of broken medicine will be destroyed.Sishu Zhan is powder, just to be on the safe side——

She moved again and rummaged in the drawer of the low cabinet beside the bed.

There is also a sachet.Oval, light silver, poorly embroidered orange blossom branches.

It is indeed too indebted.She knows that her handicrafts are not good, so these two handicrafts she practiced in Pengxi Mountain in the past are bound to be ugly; after entering the palace for more than half a year, she has seen more and more real so-called handicrafts. .

And in August, she used such an ugly sachet, filled it with the powder of Luojin Tiannanxing, Yanyi Torreya and Wenqi Fern, and handed it to Gu Xinglang.

Can I come back?
She was ashamed.With the eyesight that that guy has cultivated in his 20-year court career, he probably died laughing at that time, right?
She shook her head, reached out and took out the remaining ugly sachet, looked at it for a moment, and felt that there was no point in bothering herself.Then he got up and went to the table, put some ocher-yellow powder in the ink-colored porcelain bottle into the sachet, and carefully tied the knot.

"If you want to use it," she was not at ease, she just guessed because of Mrs. Shangguan, that crazy girl, didn't she intend to use it to kill someone? "The amount doesn't affect the result. The only difference is the speed. She knows it."

Pink Bird nodded, and was about to leave when Ruan Xueyin stopped her.

She hasn't said anything yet.

"Two sentences. First, His Majesty Wei Jun is going to marry Zhonggong, what is her plan? Second," this question is really difficult to ask, even more difficult than the first sentence, "What kind of man does she like?"

Cangwu heavy snow.

Jing Tingge was in Jingshuiwu, took the sachet contentedly, and stared at those extremely ugly orange blossom branches, the more he looked, the happier he was.

But when he heard Ruan Xueyin's two questions, his face changed continuously.

After changing again and again, she was finally annoyed, "Is she crazy?"

The pink bird refused to answer, did not participate in such disputes, and was even less willing to scold Ruan Xueyin.

Jing Tingge's cheeks puffed up for a moment, and he thought to himself that this battle needs someone to ask for, and it's a long-term battle, so it's better to have a topic than to bother looking for it.So he suppressed his temper, without considering it, and opened his mouth to answer:

"The first question, I don't have any plans. Your Majesty is getting married, and the whole country celebrates it. As a minister, I also want to say congratulations. The second question," she raised her eyebrows,

"Martial arts must be strong, appearance must be good, and courage must be outstanding. He must be taller than me. He doesn't need to be very smart. After all, I am already good enough. You must listen to me in everything, you only like me, and you can't lie I, you can't kill me, if someone bullies me, you can protect me."

She blinked, it should be almost the same, right?

The pink bird listened intently and tried to remember, but also blinked.

Jing Tingge felt guilty because of the pair of small eyes blinking, and raised his voice, "Do you remember?"

The pink bird was stunned, and nodded.

"Then hurry up." You paused, "The last paragraph," Zai coughed, "you don't need to repeat it in too much detail. Just answer it."

The bird felt very sad.In such a severe winter, it has already traveled back and forth twice for thousands of miles, and it is about to fly a third time.

Such a frequency is unprecedented.

"Also." She always felt that something was missing in the explanation, and Ge was inexplicably distracted because of the impromptu answer just now, "Ask her, listening to the snow lights, is the neutral statement in the past still counting now?"

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