Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1638 The meaning is extraordinary
Dayan.

The overbearing venerable brought Sikong Shengjie and the little prince directly to the gate of Dayan's palace to investigate the disappearance of Mu Qingxiao.

When the guards guarding the gate saw the little prince, they were surprised and overjoyed, and then immediately sent someone to report to the palace. Not long after, Jun Qinghong hurried over.

"uncle!"

"Aunt Yun wrote to me saying that you were lost on the boat, which made me worry for a while. Fortunately, I finally found it. Are you scared?"

Jun Qinghong picked up the little prince, pinched his little face and said.

"Uncle, if you knead it again, it will become dough!" The little prince said vaguely.

"King Nanyan, Your Majesty Domineering, please!"

Jun Qinghong naturally understood why they came here, but he didn't expect the little prince to come back by the way, thinking that Feng Qian was afraid that the little prince would not be safe staying in the emperor, so that Sikong Shengjie would send him back by the way, so he didn't It's better to directly talk about Mu Qingxiao's disappearance in front of the little prince, but I want to settle the little prince first, and then talk to them about the business.

But what he didn't expect was that Sikong Shengjie said directly: "There's no need to exchange pleasantries, just take us to Mu Qingxiao's residence, first look for any clues there."

Jun Qinghong was stunned for a moment, before he had time to say anything, the little prince jumped out of his arms and said:

"Yeah, let's go straight away!"

Jun Qinghong smiled dumbly, but he underestimated the little prince's ability to bear it. He took the little prince's hand and said, "Alright, Your Majesty Overbearing, King Nanyan, please, I will lead the way."

The three big ones and one small one came to Mu Qingxiao's house in a short while.

Mu Qingxiao is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and he lives very close to the palace. It was the house specially given by Feng Qian to allow him to go in and out of the palace to teach the little prince.

Now that the whereabouts of the owner of this house is unknown, Jun Qinghong was afraid of destroying the clues, so he sent troops to seal the house immediately.

Tear off the seal, push open the vermilion gate, all you can see is dry yellow fallen leaves all over the ground, withered vines clinging to the flower stand, revealing the ferocious backbone, and the north wind blows, but it has been empty for a few months. It was as lonely and empty as if it had been uninhabited for a long time.

"Look at it, it's been a while." The overbearing venerable picked it up casually, and a thick layer of dust accumulated on his fingertips.

"The servants in this mansion said that Bachelor Mu had given them a vacation before leaving, and said that they would not come back for a long time, so there was no need to serve them." Jun Qinghong said.

Sikong Shengjie didn't take it seriously, "You said in your letter that Bachelor Mu was just taking a family leave, the longest of which was only three months. Why do you need to dismiss the servants and act like you're never going to come back?"

He looked at the dilapidated scene in the courtyard, and said: "In my opinion, he probably sent everyone away because he knew that what he did was more serious than good."

Jun Qinghong just shook his head when he heard the words, he had already brought a group of people to Mu Qingxiao's room, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door, and the door was pushed open.

"I'm afraid it will be even worse. King Nanyan will understand when he sees his room."

With just one glance, Sikong Shengjie understood why Jun Qinghong said that.

Mu Qingxiao was born in a scholarly family, and she studied under the painter Wu Daozi, so she cherishes books and scrolls very much. If she is away from home for a long time, these things should be put away in boxes or boxes, so as to prevent sunlight and moisture And moth-eaten things happen.

But the scene in front of him was totally different from Mu Qingxiao's handwriting.

The window facing the desk was wide open, and the window paper on it was punched out by the wind and rain, and it was still stubbornly stuck.

On the desk, there are two paintings.

Of those two paintings, one is "Nine Immortals" by his master Wu Daozi, which is said to be Wu Daozi's most proud work.

The other one is a "Bird Picture" with simple strokes, which looks like a child's work. In the large blank space, the only bird with a sharp beak is looking out of the painting with round eyes.

"This is what I drew."

The little prince said, picked up the painting from the table, and looked closely at it in his hand.

This painting has been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, and it is already dirty, the paper has begun to turn yellow, and the colors are not bright. Not only his bird painting, but also Wu Daozi's almost priceless "Nine Immortals" ", was also spoiled enough.

The little prince looked at the picture of a bird in his hand, but his eyes turned red.

"This is the first time I have drawn a picture of a bird. Scholar Mo even asked for it as a thank you gift for my accomplishment."

Unexpectedly, seeing this painting here, the little prince suddenly felt very sad. The painting is still there, but the person is gone.

Just as Jun Qinghong wanted to comfort him, his gaze was involuntarily drawn to a piece of paper on the table.

Words were written on this paper, and it was turned upside down on the table and hidden under the two paintings. If the little prince hadn't taken the paintings, they might not have found it.

Could it be the clue left by Mu Qingxiao?
Jun Qinghong hurried to take the paper in his hand and turned it over.

The paper was firmly protected by two paintings, and there was nothing harmless. It must have been placed on purpose. Thinking of this, he was immediately full of confidence, but after carefully reading the two short lines on it, , but my heart sank even more.

This is not a clue at all, nor is it Mu Qingxiao's message, but a short poem.

"What's written on it?"

Seeing Jun Qinghong's discouraged look, Sikong Shengjie frowned even tighter. He simply took the blank paper from Jun Qinghong's hand and read the words on it.

"It's only due to the feeling that you look back..."

He only read half a sentence, then he was surprised and couldn't read any more.

"What exactly did you write?" The domineering venerable couldn't bear to see their moaning faces, and leaned over, and said, "I just feel that when you look back, I miss you. What is this, it's so sour." A love poem."

The overbearing Venerable's look of disgust awakened Sikong Shengjie. He folded the paper a few times, stuffed it into his sleeve and said, "These things are obviously of great significance to him..." Speaking of this, he He coughed unconsciously, probably because he felt a little embarrassed, and then continued: "But he left uncharacteristically and recklessly. I'm afraid there is a reason for the incident. In my opinion, let's start with the people he came into contact with before he disappeared! "

"Wait, isn't it just two paintings and a sour poem? Why does it mean so much to him?"

The domineering venerable asked puzzledly, he had made a promise to help find someone, but now he didn't know anything except seeing the deserted yard and the things on this table, but my good grandson could see It's not right. Doesn't this comparison make him appear to be useless as an old man?

"Your Majesty Overbearing probably doesn't know that Bachelor Mu is the closed disciple of Wu Daozi, the sage of painting. This "Nine Immortals" is Wu Daozi's most famous work. It was given to Bachelor Mu, which is also an affirmation of his disciple. And this picture of a bird is the little prince's painting, Mu Xueshi is the little prince's teacher, and the students' works are also very meaningful."

Jun Qinghong paused for a moment, but simply missed that line of the poem and did not continue.

(End of this chapter)