Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

"That's exactly what I'm telling you."

Wei Chenfeng told her that he had searched the secret room and it was completely empty.

The Dog Emperor ran in to avoid the demonized concubine Ning. After people entered, they couldn't even find any furniture to sit on inside.

The floor and walls were all bare.

There was no token at all.

Du Manzhi was stunned: "It shouldn't be..."

Her intuition has always been very good.

"There is nothing, why build this secret room? It must have a purpose... Empress Yuan's place has been empty for so many years, and no one has lived in it. It's not like he can do calculations, and he can know in advance that there will be danger that day, so he digs a hole for himself first hide?"

The more Du Manzhi thought about it, the stranger he felt.

You know, these palaces have been passed down year by year, and they look majestic and majestic, but if they are not closed and repaired regularly, they will be really dangerous buildings.

The palace where Empress Yuan lived was even more grandma-level.

Let alone making a secret room on a whim, if the emperor ordered today to dig a cellar of several square meters, the first reaction of the craftsmen would be to shake their heads.

This is the dangerous technical work of carving patterns on tofu silk.

If you can't dig it well, it will collapse for everyone to see.

……

Wei Chenfeng said: "That secret room looks to be old."

Du Manzhi looked up at him.

From this angle, this man has long eyebrows and thick black pupils, which set off a plain white face and red lips.

In the gloomy night, it shows a kind of beauty that is very popular with the creatures of the underworld.

But compared to the paper man she carefully drew, it was still a little bit inferior.

Du Manzhi was satisfied and pleased with herself. Just as she was about to look away, the other party noticed her looking at her and her pupils rolled slightly.

"I know someone who went in there."

"Isn't he the Dog Emperor? We all saw it." Du Manzhi was confused, "Who else besides him has come in these days?"

"No."

Wei Chenfeng paused, "Someone left footprints in the secret room, and the traces are very old."

Du Manzhi's curiosity was uncontrollable: "It's too boring just to say that. I don't have anything else to do, so I'll go and have a look."

After saying that, she hesitated for a moment as she discerned the direction of the palace in the dark night.

Wei Chenfeng looked a little helpless.

He had been floating in and out of the Forbidden City for more than ten years and could not make a wrong move with his eyes closed. He immediately turned to her left.

"Let's go then."

Du Manzhi turned around, showing no trace of the embarrassment of admitting the wrong way, and smiled evilly: "Xiao Changzi, lead the way."

The other party was slightly startled, then he actually opened his sleeves, made a gesture of invitation, and said loudly:

"Ma'am, please come this way."

Only then did Du Manzhi think about teasing him last time, asking him to be his wife. This man really didn't want to suffer any loss, so he turned the spinning knife back so quickly.

"Whose wife am I? Why don't I know?"

She pretended to pinch his ears.

Taking advantage of his height advantage, Wei Chenfeng raised his head to avoid it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Looking all over Kyoto, there are only eighty or more imperial wives who can cross the palace wall. Whose wife do you want to be? I'll help you." One for you?"

Some people who don't know how to tell jokes insist on telling them, which is a cold death without paying for their lives.

For some people, the more they sound like a joke to you, the more sincere their intentions are.

How to help? Get rid of the real wife and free up the position.

Du Manzhi was just joking. As soon as the topic turned dangerous, she retreated decisively and said:

"I want someone who is good-looking, wealthy, clean, and willing to give up to me. If she doesn't meet any of these requirements, I don't want this wife."

Before the other party could seriously think about it, she turned the joke back on herself.

"If the standards are reversed, I may not be the prettiest, I don't have much money, I am very stingy in my heart, and I only have one benefit that no one else has, so I will definitely not lose money by choosing me. "

Wei Chenfeng followed her words and asked, "What's the benefit?"

Du Manzhi joked:

"You forget, it's hard to find a craftsman like me in the world. If I get paired with someone, I can give up once that person is over."

"I will use my merits in exchange for his longevity and make him into a particularly exquisite and beautiful paper puppet. As long as I am alive, he will not die."

If Wei Chenfeng realized something, he continued: "Bring you tea and water, hold an umbrella and fan yourself?"

Du Manzhi smiled and rolled his eyes, "That sounds good, I don't have any objection anyway."

Wei Chenfeng stopped talking.

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt that this ending was not bad.

If he waits for his revenge, how should he spend those days before his life span is used up? He seems to have never considered this issue, maybe it's time to start thinking about it.

……

Before coming, Du Manzhi was actually a little confused:

What kind of footprints can stay for more than ten years?

After entering the secret room, she lit a lantern, followed Wei Chenfeng's instructions and walked to that location. When she looked closer at the light source, she fell into silence.

The floor of this secret room is not soil or slate, but a dark gray ground that has been laid flat and smooth, showing a delicate texture.

In modern times, this material is called cement.

In Daqian, this was the first time she had seen something of this era, in such a dark and hidden place.

Anyone who has built a house at home should know that after the cement is smoothed, it needs to be left to dry until its texture changes from soft to hard before it can be considered a qualified cement pavement.

People often fence off that stretch of road, but they still can't stop naughty children from getting in and stepping on it a few times.

If you are in the countryside, there may be ignorant local dogs, chickens and ducks breaking into the fence. Appearing on the cement floor are small pits of corresponding shapes, which have not changed for many years.

There are a series of footprints sunk into the cement floor along the wall of the secret room.

Pointed at the front and rounded at the back, it was the most standard style of women's shoes in the palace.

Du Manzhi made footprints with his palms.

The length was less than half the size of her palm, and the footprints were obviously those of a girl.

Imagine the scene at that time. It should be that a little girl walked into the secret room by touching the wall and was discovered.

The little girl was stopped or told to get out, so she walked back in her own footsteps.

So some of the footprints here are single, and some are two superimposed.

"It's Zhan Shuhua." Du Manzhi said with certainty.

This is the palace of Empress Yuan. When the secret room was being dug, the young Zhan Shuhua must have broken in.

At that time, the cement was not dry yet and ventilation was needed. Children did not understand. Seeing a small dark room, they thought it was funny.

Only the princess, who is her biological daughter, can come in freely and go out leisurely.

If she had been a noblewoman or palace maid of the same age, she would have been carried out by the collar, or even executed.

There will be no trace of footprints going back.

"Zhan Shuhua knows the existence of the secret room. What if the Dog Emperor once put something here, and one day, she sneaked in and took it away?" Du Manzhi guessed.

Wei Chenfeng: "You always thought the token must be here."

Du Manzhi hummed: "Intuition."

The other party looked at her with a very complicated look.

"what happened?"

"No, I just want to say that your intuition is probably right."

"Oh?"

Wei Chenfeng told her that just after she left for the Qing Palace, the emperor suddenly went crazy and summoned secret guards in the palace. They searched everywhere under the guise of Jin Yiwei, causing countless complaints, and it was Xichang and Jin Yiwei who were taking the blame.

"I thought he was frightened by Ning Bin this time, so he used this stupid method to search the palace to find out if there were any other hidden evildoers...or maybe it was because of our lack of protection that he was harmed by you, the divine envoy. I lost face in front of you.”

The curve of the corners of Wei Chenfeng's lips gradually raised, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Why didn't I think of it? He might have...lost something."

To him, it is very important.