The ruthless prince and the enchanting concubine

Chapter 278 The Truth After Three Months

The weather is already very warm. Even in the middle of the night, you can no longer feel the bone-chilling cold wind. On the contrary, the feeling that the night wind brings is just refreshing.

In the Fengnan Dynasty, in the Wenyuan Building of the Imperial Palace.

A group of brocade guards holding lanterns walked quietly past the building. They had just arrived here after they were on patrol at night. The leader of the brocade guards held up a lantern to illuminate it.

"Brothers, go to other places, keep your eyes open for me, don't let go of anything suspicious!" Rubbing his red eyes, he managed to pull himself together.

The sound of footsteps and the clash of swords and iron armor gradually spread far away, and the guards moved forward along the corridor. The faint light in the night gradually moved away from Wenyuan Building, and the place fell into darkness again.

When everything returned to silence, an imperceptible light yellow spot flickered on the window lattice paper on the second floor of Wenyuan Building, like a will-o'-the-wisp, so creepy...

The Royal Guards would never know, but when they inspected the Wenyuan Building and thought everything was normal, two men in black had already sneaked into the building.

Under the dim candlelight, there are volumes of books, various notes and even imperial edicts that have been dusty for many years. These items have already been covered with thick dust, eroded by the years, and the yellowed pages are weak It feels weird to hold it in your hand.

The investigation of the mysterious handwriting has been carried out for three months, but nothing has been found during these three months. Ye Xiao's brothers have completely become night owls.Today, like in the past, a group of two brothers still sneaked into the palace.

A dim candle, two black shadows, and a three-foot scene, two people on the silent battlefield, seem to be bearing more heart-wrenching pressure than a real war with real swords and guns.

"Brother, I think we are going to return without success tonight." A man in black lowered his voice to the lowest level, complaining to the people beside him.

The side is still silent, only the soft sound of flipping paper can be heard.

"Brother, I always feel that our ancient leader is too stubborn, and there will be no results if we look for it like this! It has been three months, and there is no result. I am afraid that after I really find something, I am afraid that it has been several years. It's..."

The man he called his elder brother was a few years older than him, and seemed to be a taciturn person who never paid any attention to his complaints.But in the end, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he put together a piece of calligraphy and painting that he had just flipped through in his hand.

"Can't you talk less? Chief Gu treats us well on weekdays. Giving us such a task is to think highly of us, and you complain when you are given such a small job? I think Chief Gu should punish you." After finishing speaking, The man took out another volume of calligraphy and painting from the bookshelf behind him, and unfolded it carefully.

"Hehe... Big brother, I'm afraid you won't report on what your brother said, okay, big brother doesn't like to hear it, but younger brother doesn't want to say it." After a few words of complaints, his spirit seemed to cheer up again. After a while, like the person beside him, he checked carefully again.

The mysterious handwriting has now been deeply imprinted in the minds of all the seven people who participated in the operation, and it seems to have become instinctive to linger.With their skills, it is easy for each of them to write such a handwriting. If there is a similar handwriting in front of them, they will be able to recognize it at a glance.

As time passed, half of the candle placed on the ground had been burned, and the wax oil had formed a huge clot on the leather underneath. This leather had to be taken away when they left, so as not to leave any traces.

"Brother, there are still two hours before dawn, why don't we stop here tonight, I don't think there will be any results after further investigation." The grouchy man in black stretched his waist, He covered his mouth and yawned.

However, at this time, there was silence beside him, and there was no sound.

"Brother?" the man called again.

"Hey! Don't make noise, come and see this!" The tone of the speaker seemed to be mixed with a touch of excitement.

"What? What did you find?" The man hurried over, rubbed his red eyes and looked carefully, and saw an old calligraphy and painting on the ground, with some landscapes painted on it. It looked like a painting. The skill of the master is quite deep, and the things he paints are lifelike, the standing stone is like a knife, the sitting stone is like a tiger, and the mountain stream outlined by a touch of light ink is like a silver belt.

"It's not for you to look at the painting, but for you to read the words below!" The slightly older man in black stretched out his slender fingers, pointing to a line of small characters below.

The writing of this character is vigorous and powerful. It seems that the painter's calligraphy skills are even much deeper than his painting skills.

Nanshan streams and white stones come out, Tianhan Mountain dew wets people's clothes.The morning fog in winter has disappeared, and the mountains and rivers are free from smoke.

"Brother! Let me watch carefully!" During the speech, the man in black took the words excitedly, compared them word by word, and recited these two lines of poems several times.

"Brother! This... isn't that the same character? Look at the writing method of the Nan character, and the writing method of the Tian character, and... and the handwriting of the Jian character..." The man trembled excitedly Both hands, the calligraphy and painting trembled slightly in the hands, making a rustling sound. The words in front of me were cut out and pasted from the copied note, the two were exactly the same.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that this needle in the sea would actually let you and my brother meet! Three months, three months!" Although the older man was much calmer, his eyes also showed a sharp look. , Stretching out his fingers to gesture.All emotions seemed to be relieved at this moment.

"Look at the seal below again, who painted this picture!" said the eldest brother coldly.

"Huh?" The man in black next to him gradually recovered from his excitement, and moved his gaze to the square seal below. This painting has been around for a long time, and the color of the ink pad has become much darker. However, the seal characters on it can still be clearly seen.

In the next second, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he opened his eyes wide...

"Brother...Brother, how could it be such a name! Shouldn't his paintings be placed in the most precious place in the palace? How could they be placed in this Wenyuan building at will!"

The older man also had an unclear expression. He didn't answer, but just looked up at the deep sky outside.

"It's getting late, you and I go back quickly, you take this thing, go back and give it to the ancient leader, after a while, it will be dawn." The two of them tidied up the messy things on the ground and stuffed them in the same place as before. On the side bookshelf.

In the darkness, the creepy yellow dot on the second floor of Wenyuan Building suddenly disappeared, and Wenyuan Building merged into the darkness again. The uninvited guest left today, and maybe he will never come again...

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The weather has warmed up a lot, and Nangong Jin has already changed into a light robe, and her body no longer feels heavy like winter.

In the warm morning, in the back garden of Prince Jing'an Mansion, Nangong Jin is dancing with a sword, the purple sun sword is smooth and lingering, and a white brocade dress flutters with the movements, showing a handsome and perfect figure.

Some flowers in the garden have also bloomed quietly, far away, exuding a faint fragrance, some unknown bugs landed on the red or white petals, lying lazily on them, enjoying the sunshine brought by the sun. Their warmth and comfort.The back garden, which had been deserted for several months, seemed to be lively and full of vitality in an instant.

After finishing the move, Nan Gongjin breathed a long sigh of relief after a perfect Liuhe sword dance, and gently inserted the Ziri sword into the sword case.

"My lord, your sword dance is really wonderful! I watched you dance the sword just now, and the sword looks like it grows on your body. It's so eye-opening." The housekeeper Qi Yue ran over and gave it to him. Nangong Jin put a wet towel on the ground.

Qi Yue's compliments didn't make Nangong Jin feel anything. His face was still so cold. After wiping away the faint sweat mist on his face, Nangong Jin threw the towel to Qi Yue.

"Go, prepare breakfast for the king, and the king will go back to the house to change clothes."

"Yes!" Qi Yue obeyed with a smile. He faintly felt that Nangong Jin seemed to have changed a little during this time, as if he had gradually come out of the haze. Seeing his change, the loyal Qi Yue was naturally Very happy.

Nangong Jin mentioned that Ziri Sword had just left the Moon Stone Gate in the back garden, and ran into Chang Xin who was running towards him.

"My subordinate greets the prince." Chang Xin clasped his fists slightly, and said immediately.

"My lord, the old board of Qiaogong Pavilion is here. He said that the clothes he gave you a few days ago seem to have some problems and need to be revised. He apologizes. He came here to pick them up today."

"Oh?" Nangong Jin frowned slightly. Two days ago, Gu Yihan still came to the palace to report to him the situation in the past two days under the pretext of sending clothes, especially the matter of tracing the mysterious handwriting. , to tell the truth that Nangong Jin has not made any progress until now, and Nangong Jin didn't say much. After saying a few words, he sent Gu Yihan away. Unexpectedly, within a few days, Gu Yihan Han came again, could it be, what information did he just get?
Thinking up to this point, Nangong Jin said, "Go, invite Gu Ban to the Weili Tower, where all the king's clothes are."

After speaking, Nangong Jin strode towards the direction of Weili Tower.

Looking at the back of Nangong Jin leaving, Chang Xin was slightly puzzled. He couldn't understand why the relationship between King Jing'an and Gu Ban was so good. Every time Gu Ban came, he seemed to receive him personally...

After Nangong Jin returned to the Weili Building, Gu Yihan arrived not long after. His attire was always the same in white, as if he had never changed.

Nangong Jin clearly saw a long package in Gu Yihan's hand.

"My subordinates see the prince." Gu Yihan said silently, turned his head towards the door vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no one there, he lowered his voice, and two rays of light came out from his eagle eyes.

"My lord, my subordinates have already found out the source of the mysterious handwriting, and I am here to report today."

"What!" Nangong Jin was shocked when she heard the words, and quickly walked to Gu Yihan's side.

"Yi Han, what's going on, tell me quickly!"

(End of this chapter)