last night suddenly dreamed of mountains and rivers

After all, the eunuch hadn't read too many books, so he concealed some of the daily notes, which seemed to be done without leaving any traces, creating the illusion that the historian had left a lot of blank space, but Lan Jiansu could still see the incompleteness of the daily notes at a glance.

Damn, which historian will leave a lot of blanks in recording historical facts?How is this different from using the blank solution method when doing math problems and letting the teacher make up the students' problem-solving ideas?

The moment Lan Jiansu realized that the late emperor's living room was incomplete, Lan Jiansu knew that the general intelligence of palace people needed to be improved.Secondly, Lan Chongyan already knew that he would come here.He should have noticed this from the time Lan Chongyan mentioned that he had gone to Sleepy Pond privately in the Zihua Tower.

The sporadic clues recorded in a few pages of daily life notes cannot support the framework of reasoning.Now that Lan Chongyan is on guard against him, he probably won't easily ask him to get a full daily life bet.

Trapped and confused.Lan Jiansu took out the wooden box Hua Wu gave him and tried to open it, but it was in vain.It seems that now is still not the time to open the box.

A few pages of notes on daily life record that Gongyijin mentioned the Peak of Bliss to the first emperor one day, saying that it was a wonderful place that contained the essence of heavenly spirit and earthly energy.The creatures born on the mountain since ancient times are all spiritual, but there is one thing that is extremely ferocious.

This page is broken.What follows on the next page is "After hearing this, the first emperor was overjoyed and ordered people to go there."

Lan Jiansu hissed and thought, is there anything on the Peak of Bliss that can be more vicious than the cook in the Zhaifeng Hall?

On the white ginger ground, there were rows of little ghosts singing and playing around, and the little ghost who kicked Cuju last time was also there.

There are densely packed heads of children, about ten or so.The rare spectacle of the underworld really surprised Lan Jiansu and deeply confused him.

The Ghost Festival hasn't come yet, what are these little ghosts running out to organize activities?

Lan Jiansu caught the kid who kicked Cuju last time and asked ghosts.

The child said ghostly: "Let's wait for the nobleman together. The nobleman's soul is too heavy, and the ghost guard is afraid that I can't drag him away alone, so we come together."

The five sons pulling the coffin must be a scene that will only appear after the death of a person with extremely heavy horoscopes.There are a total of "ten sons" here, this nobleman seems to be unusually wealthy.

Lan Jiansu asked, "Is the richest man in the city still holding his breath? I thought his soul was taken away by you long ago."

The child ghost said: "What is the richest man? We don't know who is the noble person who is about to die. But since he is a noble person, there must be a way not to die so quickly."

What the little ghost said made sense. The richest man in the capital was sick in bed, and he almost died several times.It's true that they didn't die so soon, these little ghosts probably have to stay in the world for a while longer.

The child ghost came and talked to Lan Jiansu, "Did you pick up my Cuju?"

Lan Jiansu suddenly remembered that Cuju.

With a rather embarrassing tone, Lan Jiansu said: "I forgot it with my uncle, and I'm going to look for him now, and bring it back to you later."

The child ghost said "oh", and ran back to play with his companions.

In the afternoon, Lan Jiansu came to Prince Yi's mansion.I heard from people in the mansion that King Yi was summoned into the palace by the emperor.

The servant asked Lan Jiansu to go in and wait.Eyelids kept twitching, Lan Jiansu felt an unusually heavy chest, and wanted to breathe outside.He waved his hand and said, "I won't go in," and sat on the stone steps at the door to wait.

The servant stood aside and said with a bitter face, "Second Master, you are making things difficult for me."

"What's there to embarrass?" Lan Jiansu scanned the empty seat next to her, "You sit with me too."

The servants couldn't resist him, so they had to sit on the steps with him.

Lan Jiansu patted his dirty hands, creating a streak of rouge-colored powder.He asked strangely, "Hey, why is there such powder on the ground?"

The servants said: "Yesterday, the emperor came here, and the servants sprinkled the jade steps with incense powder in advance."

"The emperor has been here?" Lan Jiansu was slightly startled, "He... what is he doing here?"

"I didn't do anything, I just chatted with the prince."

"Oh." Lan Jiansu looked around and asked him in a low voice, "What are you talking about?"

The servant scratched his head and said: "I didn't talk about anything. I talked about some past events. The servant saw that the emperor smiled happily yesterday, and it seemed to be back to the way it was before. They were drinking and talking, talking and talking. Laughing. Before leaving, the emperor called the prince and uncle, and kept saying that he would never forget when he was a child, the day when the prince took him out of the palace to play. The prince later said that this was the first time the emperor called him the uncle since he became the throne. Many emotions .”

Waiting at the gate of Prince Yi's mansion for an hour.

The clouds in the sky dispersed unconsciously, and the blue sky gradually dimmed.

The servant looked up at the sky and hurriedly stood up: "Oh, it looks like it's going to rain." He quickly ran into the mansion to get an umbrella.

Lan Jiansu looked at the sky, it didn't look like it was going to rain.The sun is still there, but it is covered by a layer of mist and buried deep in the sky.

The wind blows from all directions, smelling the air in the nose, suddenly, it is wet and cold.

The servants forgot to close the door before entering the mansion.The door was blown back and forth by the wind, making a creaking sound.The door of the palace is old, and it's time to find someone to replace it.

The two faded lanterns hanging at the gate of the palace spun rapidly, and the old scraps of paper spun down in a circle.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with fog.A thick smoke-like mist billowed from all around, enveloping Lan Jiansu all at once.The house hidden in the fog seems to be hidden, only the roof and walls are exposed.

Lan Jiansu stood up and walked on the stone brick road that was covered with wet roads.He went on and on and on.The oncoming fog is getting thicker and thicker.

In the fog, the group of children were chattering ghostly, and their sweet voices were all over the floor:

"The nobleman is here, the nobleman is here."

"The nobleman is here, the nobleman is here."

Their voices sounded extremely joyful, as if seeing adults carrying candied haws.

Lan Jiansu quickened her pace and returned to the white ginger field.

The fog here is not so dense.The ginger flowers on the grass, snow-white one by one, spread all over the ground.

Lan Jiansu saw from afar, the group of kid ghosts in red bellybands dancing around a man in a blue gown.The man walked very slowly, his steps were lingering and confused.Several children held his hand, and several children pushed him behind him, yelling for him to hurry up and go forward desperately.

Everything around him was buried by the white mist, his light blue gown was lightly rippling, and his figure gradually drifted away.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his chest as if it had been split open by a knife.Tears welled up in her eyes, Lan Jiansu opened her mouth to shout, but her throat was painfully blocked by something.He couldn't yell, so he tried his best to yell.He knew that if he couldn't say this name, that person would never come back.

He ran up quickly and shouted: "Lan Di... Lan Di!"

That person's soul never came back.No matter how hard he tried to catch up, he couldn't catch up with that person.

Suddenly, Lan Jiansu remembered.His real name is not Lan Di.

Stopping, Lan Jiansu gasped for breath, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Jiang...Jiang Su...! Jiang Su!"

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won't die won't die