The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

Cun Xin stepped forward and said: "Uncle, can't you find it?" The Emperor of the Song Dynasty pondered for a long while with his beard, and then said, "I have never had the dossier of Lu Shaoyin in my hands." The emperor only needs to say clearly, why is it so sneaky?She didn't point it out, just bowed deeply to the old ghost king and said, "That's it, I'll go to the next hall to check. But when I came, Uncle King Chujiang once said that the master of the third hall is the most upright and understanding, never Lying. Now that I see you, it's just as expected." After speaking, he turned and left.

When the Song emperor heard this, his eyes widened and his beard and hair stretched out, he said loudly: "It's not that I'm pretending to conceal it, it's just that Lu Shaoyin's case file was taken away, and I have no way of investigating it!" Cun Xin turned around abruptly and hurriedly Said: "Who was taken away? When was it taken away?"

"This..." Emperor Song was originally anxious, but now he hesitated when he asked the question, and said in a slow voice: "Niece Xian, I am here, I can't help myself, the matter of the gods, I will It's also inconvenient to go deep..."

Hearing the word "Shangxian", Cun Xin thought for a while, her face turned purple with anger, and she raised her hand and said, "Since Uncle has something difficult to say, I won't make things difficult for you, just leave it alone." Song Emperor didn't have time to say anything, The dragon girl has turned into a golden light and left.

The third hall is located at the foot of Woshi Mountain. There is a round pit on the top of the mountain. It is filled with black scorched stones and red lava like a brazier, boiling and smoldering.Cun Xin is the body of a dragon, and there is no hindrance in coming out from the inside, but Yu Sinian, who is in the earring, suffers, like falling into a furnace, burning with fire, but fortunately Cun Xin transports water to protect him and is safe and sound.

After leaving the underworld, the third princess hesitated.It is true that Yang Jian is in Luoyang now, but for some reason, after that night, Cun Xin was a little afraid to see him.The next day, sitting and tasting tea, Yang Jian said those words so naturally, even casually, as if discussing the fineness of tea leaves, rather than a topic that had troubled the two of them for half their lives.

Maybe he has forgotten the 1000 years of hostility, maybe in Yang Jian's view, those grievances can be regarded as insignificant compared with his later experience.But for Cun Xin, the 1000 years of Guankou was almost the source of all the pain in her life.Cun Xin even began to blame herself, why did she promise Yang Jian to find out Lu Shaoyin's whereabouts for her, why every time she saw that person, he let her guard down with a few words, again and again, involuntarily, or even Willing to follow Yang Jian like a shadow and follow suit, and throw his original intentions beyond Jiutian.

During the 200 years of worrying under the sea, Cun Xin thought that she had thought clearly enough.Going out to sea for the first time after the ban was lifted, stepping on the soft sand with bare feet, Cun Xin felt a kind of indescribable joy of being a human again—freedom is great!What kind of Gu did she fall into to think that she must have that person in her life in order to be happy?Just like now, isn't it considered content to be alone?

She has no regrets.She has loved, paid, and even prepared to sacrifice her life for love.But to love someone, it should be a matter of looking good at him, seeing him happy, and bringing happiness to himself—since we are not happy with each other, it is not a good thing to have a difference and be happy with each other. Is it the end?

Standing on the top of Woshi Mountain, looking at the huge mountain pass burning like a fire pit, Cun Xin suddenly felt that she was so stupid that night, and she was no longer willing to ponder Yang Jian's true meaning.After finishing this matter, she returned to the West Sea. Since she knew that she was not of the same mind, why bother to insist on the same goal?

In the garden of Prince Xiang's Mansion, Li Longji was wearing a black headband, and was sitting on the couch. The small table in front of him was full of bottles of fine wine and heaps of fruits.Three or two guests and friends sat or stood, but they were all listening to the performance of the luthier on the terrace.That was a new musician. Since the Inner Court Church Workshop fled privately in Si Nian, officials from all over the country recommended dozens of luthiers, but they were not as good as His Majesty wanted. The empress was ashamed.It happened that Li He, Feng Lilang, had a letter, strongly recommending a musician named Li Ping, so Li Dan, the prime minister, ordered his son Sanlang, who had a good temperament, to try him first, and then introduce him to His Majesty.

After the song was played, no one spoke for a long time. Suddenly, Li Longji on the couch seemed to wake up from his sleep. He stood up and shouted: "Sure enough, the song is such a poem-the cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the 23 silk moves the purple emperor." Excited beyond control, he walked a few steps in front of the musician, stretched out his hand to pluck a string, and sighed: "This harp is good, and it can be played well. It sounds like a broken jade and a phoenix sings. It is astonishing. It is worthy of Li He's poem! He turned around and looked at Yang Jian who was sitting upright, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, slapped his hands and said: "This song should only exist in the sky, and how many times you can hear it in the world." Li Longji was quite complacent: "Since it has entered Mr. Yang's ears, it must be good. Tomorrow, I will invite my father to the palace to introduce her. The emperor's grandmother is the best harp, maybe after listening to this song, most of her illnesses will be cured." Fist and filial piety appeared vividly on his face.

After commenting with the guests, Li Longji waved away the musicians and walked around, leaving only Yang Jian to walk into the flower hall with him, and ordered his servants to serve tea to close the door, and made a "please" gesture to Yang Jian, and then he said : "Is there any clue about the demon girl Xue Ji?"

Yang Jian took his seat in Zhenyi, and said slowly: "I only know that she was transformed by Concubine Xiao Shu's pet back then, but the cat ghost is a voodoo, so it must be kept by someone. She was murdered by her younger brother Dugutuo's servant girl Xu."

Li Longji nodded and said: "Empress Wu killed my Li clan, there are not a few people who hate her. Back then, this lion cat was raised by Empress Wu, Taizong died, and Empress Wu went out of the palace to become a nun. Concubine Xiao Shu adopted this cat. When I returned to the palace, the cat didn’t recognize her anymore. Later, Concubine Xiao Shu fell in love with her and was punished by Empress Wu with excuses. Hearing that the cat stood in front of her again and roared, Empress Wu ordered her to be killed on the spot.”

Yang Jian lowered his eyes, took a small sip of tea, and remained silent.Ever since Zhang Jianzhi introduced him to Xiang Wangfu, Li Dan and his third son Linzi Wang Li Longji fell in love with Yang Jian at first sight and became the number one think tank. All these palace secrets were told one by one.Seeing what the Jade Emperor meant, he also suspected that Empress Wu was the Queen Mother from the lower realms, so he felt that the five directions and six Ding Liujia were not enough to protect him, so he specially transferred himself to Qingtian to protect him.Fortunately, Empress Wu is already in the year of the wind and candle, and seeing that there are only a few days to live, Yang Jian lives in Xiangwang's mansion with peace of mind.

The Li Longji in front of him was only at a young age, but he had already been born in a graceful and graceful manner. He had a very good appearance, quite like his great-grandfather Taizong, and he was also very brave and thoughtful. He could be regarded as an outstanding figure among the descendants of the Li Tang royal family.Compared with the crown prince Li Xian and his sons, there is a difference...Yang Jian shook his head secretly, even if it is a god, it is inconvenient to interfere with the way of heaven, so he can only make the best use of the situation and let nature take its course.

Li Longji didn't know Yang Jian's thoughts, took a sip of tea, and said to himself: "The most likely person to raise this cat ghost is my uncle Xianyong Wang Sujie. Unfortunately, he was hanged by Empress Wu more than ten years ago. The rest of the descendants were slaughtered at the same time, one family was overthrown, and there is no end." Yang Jian put down the tea bowl, frowned and said, "It would be best if you can ask Empress Wu herself, but she was too frightened that day, and she is still sick in bed all day long. Surrounded by the two guards of the Crane Supervisor, it is difficult to approach."

Li Longji glanced at him, the person in front of him had a strange appearance and good manners, he knew immediately that he was not ordinary, and it was even more rare that he possessed supernatural powers, if he could keep it in his sleeves, it would be of great use in the future.At the moment, I only heard Yang Jian say again: "Empress Wu lives in Yingxianyuan, which is two treasures of geomantic omen after repeated selection in the forbidden garden. Because Empress Wu is afraid of cats, she invited high-ranking men to do the dojo, and pasted countless auspicious symbols. , so that the cat ghost still has no way to enter, I think there must be a traitor."

Before the words fell, the servants outside the door sang loudly: "My lord and Mr. Yang, there is a woman outside the mansion asking to see her, she says she is a relative of Mr. Yang."