Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Mu Yungui felt that something was wrong, she looked around, and the more she looked, the more she felt against her. Mu Yungui noticed that there were still many books on the shelf in the study, so he went to search for it. If there is a letter, maybe we can find some clues.

It's a pity that when Yanjia was checked, letters, ledgers, etc. were all copied, and only a few miscellaneous books were left on the shelf. Mu Yungui opened the cabinet below, and when he flipped through the book, he accidentally dropped a book.

Mu Yungui picked up the booklet and looked at it, and found that it was a roster, which recorded all the hands of the young lady's courtyard. When the Yan family ransacked the house, the property was confiscated, the servants were dismissed, and the booklet recording Yan Yao's jewelry and collections was confiscated by the palace. Only a list of personnel escaped because it was useless and was omitted here.

Mu Yungui stood up and flipped through page after page. It can be seen that Yan Yao is really favored, even the waiter roster is made of the best spiritual paper, and it will not be corrupt after thousands of years. There are a lot of staff serving Yanyao, including four sweeping people, four in the kitchen, four in charge of clothes, four in charge of jewelry, eight people in charge of first-class maids, sixteen people in second-class waitresses, and the maid-in-laws don’t even count. Even incense has dedicated staff.

When Mu Yungui scanned the list, he suddenly noticed a name-Geng Jia. Mu Yungui looked at Geng Ji's message, and compared to other people's, his thin eyebrows slightly frowned.

Mu Yungui paid attention to Geng Jia not only because her name resembled her mother, but her identity information was also unique. It is recorded in the roster that Geng Jia is Yan Yao's first-class maid, who takes care of the eldest lady personally, and has to follow her when she reads and learns the piano. Geng Jia's treatment is excellent, even among the first-class maids, she is second only to Yan Yao, a genuine lady.

Mu Yungui knew that many of the high-level maids around aristocratic ladies were half masters and had dedicated staff to serve them. They didn't need to do things on their own, and they were more delicate than ordinary ladies. But these people often have a skill, or are bestowed by their elders, who are responsible for teaching and protecting the young master. And Geng Ji was very young, not as old as Yan Yao. When Yan Yao was involved, Yan Yao was thirteen, and Geng Ji was only twelve. What can he do at this age?

Mu Yungui looked at this line of information carefully and found that Geng Jia's hometown reads his mother Geng Wei, Madam Naiyan's attendant. Mu Yun returned to his thoughts, could it be that Yan Jia gave such a high treatment to one and a half older children, because both generations of Geng Ji served Yan Jia, so Mrs. Yan stuffed the daughter of a close friend to Yan Yao and let two Child company?

It makes sense, but Mu Yungui feels that it won't be that simple. Mu Yungui turned to the bottom of the roster, and did not see Geng Wei's record. This is just a list of people in Yanyao's courtyard. If you want to check Gengwei, you need to look at Yanjia's total roster.

Mu Yungui couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply put on his clothes and went directly outside to find the roster of the Yan family. Mu Yungui went out late at night and immediately alarmed everyone in the house. After a while, Jiang Shaocai ran over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mu Yungui was rummaging in Mrs. Yan's room. She quietly glanced at Jiang Shaoci, knowing it well. She came out for a while, and several groups of people had already come to see her, and now even Jiang Shaojie is here. Mu Yungui swept through the shadows and didn't know how many eyes, and said, "I'm here to find something."

Jiang Shaocai asked: "What is it?"

"The roster."

Jiang Shaocai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be just a roster, and shocked him. He found Mu Yungui in the sea of ​​knowledge that Mu Yungui had suddenly gone out, thinking that something had happened.

Jiang Shaocai had an expression of coming out for a walk late at night and accidentally scattered here, and said without embarrassment: "What list are you looking for, I'll help you."

Mu Yungui was too lazy to reveal him, and said: "A list of people's hands is recorded, the more complete the better."

Jiang Shaocai didn't ask why Mu Yungui was suddenly interested in Yan's servants, but quietly helped Mu Yun to find them. It's much faster for two people to start hands. After a while, Jiang Shaocai said to Mu Yungui: "I'll find one here. Can you see if there is someone you are looking for?"

Mu Yungui came over quickly. Jiang Shaocai took the roster. She stood beside Jiang Shaocai and recognized with Jiang Shaocai's hand: "Here. Geng Wei, the original surname Mu, whose father Muye died to protect the lord, remembering his loyal servant, giving Last name Geng."

Mu Yungui suddenly realized, and his mind suddenly opened up: "So, Geng Wei was originally named Mu Wei, and Geng Jia should be called Mu Jia."

"Geng Jia is..."

"A maid next to Yan Yao."

Jiang Shao resigned, and everything made sense at this point. No wonder no one in Yanjia knew Mujia, no wonder Mu Yungui's mother had to be changed to this name after she disappeared. However, new questions also followed. Jiang Shaocai asked: "Since your mother's real name is Mujia, why does everyone think she is Yan Yao?"

Mu Yungui put down his hands and said: "I just saw a fragmented page in the cabinet. Yan Jia originally had a set of detailed chronicles, which recorded each year's major and minor events and changes in personnel, but he was caught by the palace when he ransacked his home. Confiscated away."

Jiang Shaoci closed the booklet and said as expected: "Then ask for it in the palace. It's getting late now, you go back to bed first, and let them deliver it tomorrow."

Jiang Shaocai was very calm when he spoke. He didn't feel that he was a dangerous person active in the enemy's territory, and he sternly gave orders. Mu Yun returned to see that it was so dark outside that he couldn't see his fingers, so he didn't force it, and went out tightly.

Jiang Shaocai sent Mu Yun back to his room, and after he left, a secret letter was also delivered to Mu Ce's desk.

Mu Ce unfolded and looked at it, and didn't care to let it go: "She can check if she wants to. Tomorrow morning, send Yanjia's annals."

Don't say that Mu Yungui just wanted to see the materials copied into the palace a thousand years ago, that is the palace she wanted Mu Ce, Mu Ce also said nothing. The cold wind roared outside, the snow and mist were violent, and the palace lanterns on the eaves corners never hit the pillars and banged. Mu Ce looked at the snow outside the window, his eyes gradually lost in thought.

He remembered today, Mu Yungui said that her mother was called Mujia. Hearing this name, Mu Ce felt as if he was stabbed by an ice needle. He didn't feel it at first, and there was a slight twitching pain behind him.

He remembered that the first time he saw her, he had just finished his handwriting, and when he was washing his pen, he noticed that two court ladies had come outside. Mu Ce glanced through the window and asked, "Who?"

She bowed down and saluted, and said, "The slaves are from Ye Ting's palace, and they come to Chang Xin Gongding for the lack of sister Lan Qi and Sister Chun Fei."

Just two unusual little palace ladies, Mu Ce retracted his eyes and asked casually: "What's the name?"

She seemed to pause, lowered her head, and replied: "Yan Yao."

Hearing this name, Mu Ce finally raised his eyes again and took a closer look at her. She felt Mu Ce's gaze, her lips clenched, and her chin lowered deeper.

Of course Mu Ce knew Yan Yao. The eldest lady of the Yan family also has a name in the palace. In the past few years, the speaker somehow offended his father and was exiled by the family. Many Qing clan came forward to intercede with the speaker, but failed to make his father take his life back. The delicate flowers once held on the branches fall into dust and become muddy.

Mu Ce swept over her, thinking that Yan Jia's daughter was weak and had poor practice, but her skin was good. But Mu Ce was used to seeing beauties, and no matter how beautiful his face was, it was only a flash in the pan, and he couldn't make him fluctuate at all. On the contrary, the purse hanging on her body was fortunate enough to stop Mu Ce's eyes for a while.

Mu Ce asked: "Why embroider this?"

She lowered her head, saw the purse with a flute embroidered on her belt, and panicked for a moment. She looked down quickly and whispered: "The slave's nickname is Aji, so I embroidered the bamboo flute on the kit."

The reason why Mu Ce asked was that it was unique. Women embroidering flowers, birds, and snow are common in northern women, and this is the first time I have seen someone embroider a flute. He laughed when he saw her startled like this. Mu Ce had no intention of embarrassing a little palace lady, and said lightly: "Go on."

She hurriedly saluted, the back of her hand touched her forehead, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, your lord."

Thinking of the past, Mu Ce's eyes were as calm as a lake, with sadness in his nostalgia. He walked slowly to the window, ignoring the snow outside.

Perhaps, they met for the first time, even earlier.

After many years of open and unannounced visits in the Northern Territory, he finally recovered the broken pupil and gave it back to the speaker. After the Yanjia discussed, finally decided to give Yan Shi.

Many people in the philosophers disagree, this broken pupil is extremely precious, not only has the mana accumulated by the ancestors of the past, but also has a far-reaching symbolic meaning. If it were for the best language of the direct family, they wouldn't say anything, but why should it be given to a foreigner who lives in the family?

Opinions have been arguing about this, and rumors have been raging for a while. In order to get rid of the rumors, Yanji personally presided over the ceremony and put the lost and recovered pupils into Yanshi's eyes. On the day of the ceremony, the scene was very grand, and Yan Yao, who was only ten years old, ran to watch it secretly. Yan Yao was afraid of disturbing her mother, so she didn't bring those fussing maids, but only her best playmate Geng Ji.

The two of them probed their brains outside the banquet hall, sneaking. Yan Yao said to the partner behind him: "There is no one in front, hurry up."

Yan Yao rushed forward as she said, Geng Jia was startled, and hurriedly said, "Miss, be careful!"

Yan Yao only cared about running, not paying attention to the environment, and bumped into the person behind the corner full of arms. The person opposite didn't move, but Yao fell heavily to the ground.

Yan Yao rubbed her forehead painfully, and raised her eyes to see the person in front of her stunned. Geng Jia hurried up from behind and leaned on Yan Yao to salute: "See Your Highness."

Yan Yao was reminded by Geng Jia that it was only a half-time to salute. Although she lowered her head, her eyes looked up one after another, very dishonest: "Your Highness."

Mu Ce looked at the two girls in front of him who were not as tall as his legs, took a faint glance and left without paying any attention. Mu Ce's clothes swept past the two of them, and Yan Yao quietly raised her eyes and looked in the direction where he left.

Geng Jia quickly pulled Yan Yao's sleeves: "Miss, you can't look up without permission."

"I know." Seeing that Mu Ce had gone far, Yan Yao lifted her head and looked uprightly, "Isn't His Royal Highness retreating in Beihai Ziweiyuan Mansion? When did you come out?"

"Miss, don't look." Geng Jia took Yan Yao's hand and said nervously, "Madam will find out, let's go back soon."

The return of the broken pupils is not only a grand event for the magnate, but the palace also feels elated, so it attaches great importance to it, and even Mu Ce was called out to the banquet. After the ceremony, Mu Ce went back to the Purple Palace to retreat again. When he came out next time, his father was critically ill, and his mother hurriedly called him to inherit the throne.

Only after Mu Ce came out did he learn that during this period of time, the layout of the imperial city was reshuffled. The speaker who had won the heart of the emperor had committed the holy wrath. The male of the direct line died, the female family did not enter the court, and the rest were exiled to the north. boundary. This is an unprecedented heavy punishment in the Qing clan, and the family members are all speculating in private, what exactly the Yan family did to provoke such a big fire to the emperor.

The affairs of Yanjia only stayed in Mu Ce's mind for a moment, and he had too many things to do. His father was seriously ill, he was not convinced, his cultivation was a bottleneck, and his external and internal troubles...he was extremely upset during that time. Only practicing calligraphy can calm him a little bit. In a certain afternoon when he finished his calligraphy, he saw Yan Yao who had entered the palace as a slave.

In fact, at that time, she was already Mujia.

Back then, the prince who was clean and humble, and the little maid who seemed to be humble, never imagined that they would meet again, and they would have a daughter.

Mu Ce raised his hand and caught a snow that fell leisurely, with a soft voice: "She looks very much like you."

"How could the imposter not know about such a big thing? I have always known that you are not Yan Yao."