After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

This was supposed to be a cellar.

There is also a similar cellar in the Yu family’s house, which is used to store wine.

To prevent fire, no torches were allowed into the Yu family's cellar, and instead people relied on the luminous pearls on the wall for lighting.

The cellar in front of him was also inlaid with many luminous pearls, but they were not as big as the Yu family's luminous pearls.

To be on the safe side, Meng Qianqian put on silver gloves and stroked the night pearl on the wall.

An extremely strong sense of familiarity surged into her mind.

"One, two, three..."

The tender little voice of a baby echoed deep in the soul.

She had been here before, and she had even counted the night-shining pearls on the wall.

Who brought her here?

What happened here again?

Meng Qianqian tried hard to recall, but every time she wanted to recover the fragments of memory from her past life, it was as if a needle was stirring in her brain.

She had a splitting headache and beads of sweat ran down her cheeks.

She withdrew her hand that was stroking the night pearl and took off her silver silk gloves.

Then she began to look around carefully.

In addition to the night pearls, there were also some strange talisman papers posted on the walls, and the ground was painted with equally strange patterns with cinnabar.

She was unfamiliar with these.

In other words, the last time she came here, there should have been no talisman paper and cinnabar map.

Meng Qianqian didn't know what they were used for, so she just memorized them silently in her mind and planned to ask Ji Li and Mr. Ziwu when she returned.

"Xiao Rong'er actually stayed in a cellar with only talisman paper and cinnabar map for half an hour. What did she do? Did she meditate?"

Meng Qianqian sat cross-legged on the cinnabar painting in the center of the cellar.

“This doesn’t look like a place to meditate.”

She frowned and suddenly felt a shadow passing by.

She looked up and saw two lanterns hanging from the beams, like two stars facing each other in the distance.

She stood up, jumped up, and took down the lantern on the right first.

This is a hexagonal palace lantern. This type of lantern was popular in the previous dynasty and has been circulated to this day. It is not rare. The strange thing is that there are no pictures on its six sides, but the eight characters of birth are written on them.

"Ren Zi year, September 7th, 15:30, six sides, whose birth date is it?"

Meng Qianqian muttered secretly.

She looked up at the other lantern, "Could it also have the date of birth written on it?"

She hung the lantern in her hand back and was about to pick the lantern on the right when she heard a noise outside the yard and the sound of footsteps seemed to be Xiao Ronger coming back.

Meng Qianqian had to give up the idea of ​​continuing the investigation.

She quickly glanced at the eight characters on the other lantern and left the cellar before Xiao Ronger arrived.

It was already late at this time, so Meng Qianqian decided to go to the Prince's Mansion first and come back another day to continue investigating the secret of the cellar.

Lu Yuan and Liu Qingyun still lived in the main courtyard, while Lu Zhaoyan lived in King Ming's courtyard.

Since they met, Lu Yuan no longer let Ji Feng follow him and kept Yu Zichuan by his side openly.

The falcon knocked on Yu Zichuan's window with its beak.

"grumble!"

The hostess is here!

Yu Zichuan didn't understand.

Falcon: “…”

Since the younger brother is unreliable, Falcon can only go find the dog man by himself.

Meng Qianqian was waiting for Lu Yuan in the yard where she met Liu Qingyun last time.

Lu Yuan came here with Mr. Ziwu.

Mr. Ziwu's face was full of resentment: "Can you please respect the elderly?"

It's really unkind to pull someone out of bed in the middle of the night!

Meng Qianqian's gaze fell on the other person, an ordinary old man, dressed simply, and his temperament was not that of an immortal. However, if you look closely, you will find that there is a sense of indifference between his brows.

"Mr. Ziwu."

She bowed.

Mr. Ziwu glanced at Meng Qianqian and asked, "Do you know me?"

Meng Qianqian said respectfully: "I have heard of your name for a long time. I am Meng Xiaojiu. If you don't mind, you can call me Xiaojiu."

Mr. Ziwu nodded calmly: "You are a kid who speaks quite well."

"Sir, please sit down."

Meng Qianqian invited the old man to sit down at the main seat, and then asked Lu Yuan, "No one will come here, right?"

Lu Yuan said: "It has been arranged."

"So fast?"

Meng Qianqian was a little surprised, "It seems that you get along well with your biological father."

Lu Yuan snorted.

Ever since the relationship between father and son became clear, Lu Zhaoyan no longer guarded against him as before, and all the people who were secretly watching him withdrew.

Lu Zhaoyan basically didn't ask what he wanted to do.

But when it comes to getting along, one wants to overthrow Tiangang, and the other wants to clean up the mess.

Meng Qianqian took in his arrogance and curled her lips: "Okay, I won't say anything more."

Mr. Ziwu yawned and said, "If you call me here so late, it must be something urgent."

Meng Qianqian said politely, "I apologize for bothering you, sir. As you said, the matter is indeed urgent."

Mr. Ziwu said, "I like to listen to you speak."

Lu Yuan sneered: "I haven't come down the mountain enough."

Mr. Ziwu glared at him.

Meng Qianqian gently squeezed Lu Yuan's hand under her wide sleeves. Lu Yuan looked up at the sky calmly, then held her hand and sat down on the chair.

Mr. Ziwu took a sip of tea and said, "My tooth hurts!"

Meng Qianqian told him about Gongsun Yanming's visit to the palace: "Your Majesty has not believed it yet, but Gongsun Yanming is not going to give up easily. He will ask Gongsun Liuying to come to the palace tomorrow to check your pulse. Once Gongsun Liuying finds out that you have the cold poison, your identity will be revealed."

As Prime Minister Xun's crimes became known to the world, it was no longer a secret that Lu Yuan had contracted a cold poison in the Xun family.

Mr. Ziwu stroked his beard and said, "He is not the only one in the world who has been infected with the cold poison."

Meng Qianqian shook her head: "But we happen to be the same age, and we happen to have no father. Linyuan looks a lot like Yuan's name... It's really hard to argue."

Mr. Ziwu said to Lu Yuan, "Who told you to give it such a name?"

Meng Qianqian said hurriedly: "It's not his fault, actually. According to the plan, someone was supposed to attend the wedding at the Crown Prince's Mansion as 'Lu Yuan', but unfortunately they haven't arrived at the Imperial City yet, and Yu Zichuan went to pick them up but failed."

Grandpa and Luo Shan must have been delayed by something.

This is what it means when plans cannot keep up with changes.

Meng Qianqian paused and said, "Why don't you stay in the Prince's Mansion for the next few days and don't enter the palace."

Lu Yuan curled his lips and smiled: "How boring is that? They have dug a good pit for me to jump into. If I don't show my support, wouldn't it be a waste of their time?"

Mr. Ziwu was happy to watch the fun: "That's right! Hurry up and go to the palace to die!"

Meng Qianqian: "Sir!"

Mr. Ziwu waved his hands: "I know, I know, I just said it casually, this kid is lucky, he won't die! Compared to this kid, it's you, little kid——"

"What's up with her?"

Lu Yuan asked immediately.

Mr. Ziwu teased, "Oh, you're paying attention?"

"Ah."

Lu Yuan rarely made trouble and admitted it generously.

Meng Qianqian twirled her fingers.

Why do I suddenly feel a little sweet in my heart?

Mr. Ziwu looked at Meng Qianqian without blinking: "You will have a disaster."

Meng Qianqian was stunned: "Me?"

Mr. Ziwu asked, "Little kid, tell me your horoscope."

Meng Qianqian talked about her fate in this life.

Mr. Ziwu stroked his beard and said, "Little kid, your horoscope indicates that you will die young. You shouldn't have lived to this day, but from my observation of your face, you have an extremely noble fate."

Meng Qianqian's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Mr. Ziwu has figured out that he is a wild ghost who has resurrected from another corpse?

"Oh, I can't figure it out! I can't figure it out!"

Mr. Ziwu has a headache.

Meng Qianqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She is not the real Meng Qianqian, she is Shang Xiaojiu. Shang Xiaojiu's soul was reborn in Meng Qianqian's body. No one can probably calculate this fate.

Lu Yuan glanced at Meng Qianqian and asked Mr. Ziwu, "So you said she has a great disaster?"

Mr. Ziwu murmured, "Great disasters are often accompanied by great fortune. Perhaps it is not a disaster, but fortune. If you survive it, it is fortune. If you fail to survive it, it is a disaster."

Lu Yuan said coldly: "It's useless to say it."

Mr. Ziwu looked at Meng Qianqian, then at Lu Yuan: "Strange, too strange! Your fate, she should be - oh, I can't see through it, I can't see through it..."

He stood up and paced around the room anxiously.

Meng Qianqian looked at Lu Yuan with a questioning look: Have you always been like this, old man?

Lu Yuan: He was normal before, but went crazy tonight.

"Oh, that's not right... it shouldn't be... it's not right..."

Mr. Ziwu said this while looking at Meng Qianqian and Lu Yuan.

"gentlemen."

Meng Qianqian gently interrupted him, "Can I ask you a question?"

"You said."

Mr. Ziwu returned to his seat.

Meng Qianqian took out a piece of talisman paper from the cellar: "Sir, this is the talisman paper I found in the cellar of Qianji Pavilion. I wonder if you recognize it?"

Since the old Pavilion Master of Qianji Pavilion and Mr. Ziwu are from the same school, Mr. Ziwu should be aware of all these methods.

Mr. Ziwu took the talisman paper, looked at it carefully, and frowned: "Where did it come from?"

"It was found in a cellar in Qianji Pavilion. That cellar was very strange. The walls were covered with talismans, and there was a strange totem drawn on the ground with cinnabar. It looked like this."

Meng Qianqian dipped her fingertips in the tea and drew a totem on the table.

Mr. Ziwu's expression changed slightly: "Are there two more lanterns in the house?"

Meng Qianqian nodded: "There are two six-sided palace lanterns, each with its birth date written on it. The birth date on the first palace lantern is Ren Zi year, September 7th, 15:30 on the hour of Zi. On the second palace lantern, I only saw Jia Chen year. Someone came back and I left."

Mr. Ziwu clenched the talisman paper tightly and said, "This is the forbidden technique of Wushan... Qianji Pavilion is so bold! They actually secretly learned the forbidden technique of Wushan!"

Lu Yuan asked curiously: "Old man, what is the forbidden technique?"

Mr. Ziwu suppressed his anger and said, "Forbidden horoscope technique, someone has secretly changed the horoscope. In the year of Ren Zi, the lantern on the seventh day of the ninth lunar month is above this position?"

He pointed to the left side of the totem.

Meng Qianqian said: "That's right."

Lu Yuan pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Gongsun Liuying's birth date and time."

Meng Qianqian was stunned.

Lu Yuan said, "When I moved into the Prince's Mansion, they were busy arranging the marriage of Lu Qi and Gongsun Liuying. I have seen their wedding invitations, and Gongsun Liuying's birth date is Ren Zi year, September 7th, Zi hour 3 quarters."

Lu Yuan has a photographic memory, and Meng Qianqian has no doubt about his words.

If this Bazi is Gongsun Liuying’s.

So was it someone who secretly changed Gongsun Liuying's fate, or was it Gongsun Liuying who secretly changed someone else's?

Meng Qianqian asked: "What will happen to people whose fates are secretly changed?"

Mr. Ziwu sighed, "He will become weak, and maybe even die."

Meng Qianqian whispered, "I remember my brother said that Gongsun Liuying was born prematurely. If her fate was changed by someone, she would not be alive today."

So, it was Gongsun Liuying who stole someone else's fate.

"I knew that Qianji Pavilion was despicable, but I still underestimated their shamelessness."

Qianji Pavilion is ten or even a hundred times worse than Prime Minister Xun!

"The so-called destiny turned out to be stolen by them themselves. Sir, is there any way to break this forbidden technique?"

"I do not know."

Mr. Ziwu shook his head helplessly, "Master doesn't allow us to practice forbidden techniques, and doesn't even allow us to watch them. My junior brother and I once secretly went to watch them, but Master found out and locked us up for three months. After that, I never dared to think about forbidden techniques again."

Lu Yuan said sarcastically: "Now it seems that your junior brother is not honest and stole the forbidden technique of Wushan."

Mr. Ziwu glanced at Lu Yuan, as if to say, if you scold him, you are not allowed to scold me.

Thinking of something, he said, "However, I once heard Master mention that forbidden techniques can easily backfire, but I don't know how they will backfire."

Meng Qianqian thought of the conversation between Xiao Ronger and Gongsun Liuying that she had just overheard.

Gongsun Liuying couldn't hold the silver needle anymore. Could this be the backlash of the forbidden technique?

That would be great if that were true.

Meng Qianqian said seriously: "Tomorrow I will find a way to enter the palace with Gongsun Liuying."

Lu Yuan frowned: "What are you doing in the palace?"

Meng Qianqian said: "Qianji Pavilion has kept the news secret, but in fact Gongsun Liuying can no longer hold the silver needle. As long as I go into the palace to expose her medical skills, she will not be able to gain the trust of Emperor Liang."

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If you miss this opportunity, you may never find it again.

Who knows whether Gongsun Liuying's luck can be restored by some evil magic?

There is a saying that goes, kill her while she is ill!

Once she loses the title of the girl of destiny, it will be tantamount to cutting off an arm for Gongsun Yanming.

Lu Yuan looked at Mr. Ziwu and said, "Old man, why don't you go and expose Gongsun Yanming?"

Mr. Ziwu chuckled and said, "Even if I'm willing to go, your grandfather has to believe it."

He does not enter the court, not because he does not understand it.

Gongsun Yanming was highly valued by Emperor Liang and made great contributions to the founding of the country. The relationship between him and the emperor was not something that ordinary people could sow discord.

If his words worked, when he said that Lu Yuan was the guardian of the nation, Emperor Liang should have immediately put things right.

Lu Yuan curled his lips: "There's no rush for this. As long as you're willing, I can make everything happen naturally."

Mr. Ziwu said, "Don't brag, kid."

Lu Yuan said: "Just wait for the good news."

Mr. Ziwu originally wanted to say, "It's none of my business. You should clean up your own mess yourself."

He swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

Someone in the sect used forbidden techniques, which is a serious disobedience to the master's orders.

As a disciple of Wushan, he has the obligation to clean up the mess for his master.

After they discussed the plan, Mr. Ziwu went back to rest.

Lu Yuan sent Meng Qianqian to the back door.

Meng Qianqian had just climbed over the courtyard wall when Lu Yuan spoke softly, "Shang Xiaojiu was born in the year of Jiachen, right?"

Meng Qianqian was stunned.

Chen Long's words suddenly flashed through his mind -

"Gongsun Liuying was born prematurely, so it should be difficult to raise her, but she is getting fatter and fatter day by day, while you are getting thinner day by day."

"When you were born, someone told you that you would live a long life, but you——"

"You held Gongsun Liuying in your arms as soon as she was born."

A gust of night wind blew, and Meng Qianqian felt like she was falling into an ice cellar.

Lu Yuan raised his head and looked at her pale little face.

Under the cold moonlight, his eyes were extremely gentle.

"Take it back, Shang Xiaojiu."