Chapter 459 Recaptured, Shang Xiaojiu


    This place should have been a cellar.


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


    In order to prevent water from being removed, the Yu family''s cellar is not allowed to enter with torches, but is illuminated by the night pearls on the wall.


    The cellar in front of me is also inlaid with many night pearls, but it is not as big as the Yu family’s night pearls.


    On the prudent side, Meng Qianqian put on silver wire gloves and stroked the night pearl on the wall.


    An extremely strong sense of familiarity surged in her mind.


    “One, two, three…”


    The tender little **** sounded deep in the soul.


    She has been here before, and she even counted the night pearls on the wall.


    Who brought her here?


    What happened here?


    Meng Qianqian tried hard to recall, but whenever she wanted to retrieve fragments of her previous life, it seemed like awl was constantly stirring in her mind.


    She had a split headache, and the fine beads of sweat flowed down her cheeks.


    She took back her hand that was stroking Ye Mingzhu and took off her silver silk gloves.


    Immediately afterwards, she began to look around carefully.


    In addition to the Night Pearl, there are also some strange talisman papers posted on the walls, and the ground is painted with cinnabar with equally strange patterns.


    She is unfamiliar with these.


    In other words, when she came here last time, there should be no talisman paper and cinnabar pictures.


    Meng Qianqian didn''t know what they were for, but just kept it silently in her mind, planning to ask Ji Li and Mr. Ziwu after going back.


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


    Meng Qianqian sat down cross-legged in the cinnabar picture in the center of the cellar.


    "This doesn''t look like a place to meditate."


    She frowned and suddenly a shadow swayed by.


    She looked up and saw two lanterns hanging on the beams of the house, like two stars, looking at each other from afar.


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


    This is a six-sided palace lantern. This kind of lantern has become popular in the previous dynasty and has been passed down to this day. What is strange is that there are no drawings on its six sides, but the eight characters of birth date are written.


    "In the year of Renzi, the seventh day of the ninth month, the third hour of the lunar month, all six sides, whose birth date and eight characters are there?"


    Meng Qianqian muttered secretly.


    She looked up at another lantern, "It doesn''t mean the birth date and horoscope."


    She hung the lantern in her hand back and was about to pick the lantern on her right. At this time, there was a movement outside the yard, and the footsteps seemed to be Xiao Rong''er folding back.


    Meng Qianqian had no choice but to give up the idea of ??continuing to explore.


    She quickly glanced at the eight characters on another lantern and left the cellar before Xiao Rong''er arrived.


    It was a little late at this time, and Meng Qianqian decided to go to the prince''s mansion first and continue to investigate the secrets of the cellar another day.


    Lu Yuan and Liu Qingyun still live in the main courtyard, while Lu Zhaoyan lives in the yard of King Ming.


    Since recognizing each other, Lu Yuan no longer let Jifeng follow him and left Yu Zichuan openly by his side.


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


    “Ji!”


    The hostess is here!


    Yu Zichuan didn''t understand.


    Falcon: “…”


    My brother is unreliable, so the Falcon can only find a dog man by himself.


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


    Lu Yuan came with Mr. Ziwu.


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


    It’s really unkind to pick people up from the bed in the middle of the night!


    Meng Qianqian''s eyes fell on the other party. An ordinary old man, dressed simply and his temperament was not as fairy-like. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that there is a feeling of returning to the simplicity between the other party''s eyebrows.


    “Mr. Ziwu.”


    She bowed her hands and bowed.


    Mr. Ziwu glanced at Meng Qianqian: "Do you know me?"


    Meng Qianqian said respectfully: "I have long admired my name, and my little girl Meng Xiaojiu. If you don''t dislike me, you can call me Xiaojiu."


    Mr. Ziwu nodded lightly: "You are pretty good at speaking."


    "Sir, please sit down."


    Meng Qianqian invited the old man to the main seat and sat down, then asked Lu Yuan, "Will no one come here?"


    Lu Yuan said: "It''s done."


    "So fast?"


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


    Lu Yuan hummed.


    Since the relationship between father and son became clear, Lu Zhaoyan no longer guarded him as before, and all those who were staring at him secretly retreated.


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


    But when it comes to getting along, one wants to go against Tiangang, and the other wants to clear the portal.


    Meng Qianqian took all his arrogance in her eyes and bent her lips: "Okay, I won''t say it."


    Mr. Ziwu yawned: "It would be better if there is a big urgent matter when I ask me to come here so late."


    Meng Qianqian said politely: "I''ve been bothering me, please forgive me. As the teacher said, things are indeed imminent."


    Mr. Ziwu said, "I love to listen when you speak."


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


    Mr. Ziwu glared at him.


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


    Mr. Ziwu took a sip of tea: "Toothache!"


    Meng Qianqian said about Gongsun Yanming''s entry into the palace to meet the saint: "Your Majesty doesn''t believe it for the time being, but Gongsun Yanming doesn''t plan to give up easily. He will let Gongsun Liuying enter the palace tomorrow to take your pulse. Once Gongsun Liuying gets out of the cold poison you are infected with, your identity will not be hidden."


    As Xun''s crimes were announced to the world, it was no secret that Lu Yuan suffered from cold and poison in the Xun family.


    Mr. Ziwu stroked his beard and said, "There are more than one person suffering from cold poison in the world."


    Meng Qianqian shook her head: "But it happened to be the same age, and she happened to have no father, and Linyuan looked very much like Yuan''s word... It''s really hard to argue."


    Mr. Ziwu said to Lu Yuan, "Who asked you to give this name?"


    Meng Qianqian hurriedly said, "Actually, it''s not his fault. According to the plan, someone attended the wedding of the Prince''s Mansion as a ''Lu Yuan''. Unfortunately, they have not arrived in the imperial city so far, and Yu Zichuan has not received it."


    Grandpa and Luo Shan should have been delayed by something.


    What does it mean that plans cannot keep up with changes? That’s it.


    Meng Qianqian paused and said, "How about you stay in the prince''s mansion in the next few days and don''t enter the palace."


    Lu Yuan curled his lips and smiled: "That''s so boring? If someone digs a hole and waits for me to jump, I won''t I support you, will it be useless?"


    Mr. Ziwu was not worried about the trouble when he watched the fun: "That''s it! Come into the palace and die!"


    Meng Qianqian: "Sir!"


    Mr. Ziwu waved his hand: "I know, I know, I just said casually. This kid is lucky and can''t die! Compared to this kid, you are a little kid-"


    "What''s wrong with her?"


    Lu Yuan asked immediately.


    Mr. Ziwu joked, "Oh, are you concerned?"


    "Um."


    Lu Yuan was rare to take Qiao, so he admitted it generously.


    Meng Qianqian wrapped her fingers around her.


    What''s wrong with my heart suddenly feeling a little sweet?


    Mr. Ziwu looked at Meng Qianqian in a flash: "You have a disaster."


    Meng Qianqian was stunned: "Me?" Mr. Ziwu asked: "Little baby, tell me your horoscope."


    Meng Qianqian talked about her horoscopes in this life.


    Mr. Ziwu stroked his beard: "Little baby, your horoscope is a person who died early and should not have lived until now, but I am also extremely noble to see your face."


    Meng Qianqian''s heart skipped a beat.


    Mr. Ziwu won’t calculate that he is a wild ghost who resurrects the soul, right?


    "Oh, I can''t calculate it, I can''t calculate it!"


    Mr. Ziwu is very tall.


    Meng Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.


    She is not the real Meng Qianqian, she is Shang Xiaojiu. Shang Xiaojiu''s soul is reborn on Meng Qianqian, and no one can calculate this fate.


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


    Mr. Ziwu murmured: "Great disasters are often accompanied by great fortunes. Perhaps it is not disasters, but luck. After passing them, it is luck, but it is disasters."


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


    Mr. Ziwu looked at Meng Qianqian and then looked at Lu Yuan: "Strange, so strange! She should be - Oh, I can''t see through it, I can''t see through..."


    He stood up and paced around the room anxiously.


    Meng Qianqian looked at Lu Yuan and asked with her eyes: "Mr. I''ve always been like this?"


    Lu Yuan: It was normal before, but I just went crazy tonight.


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


    Mr. Ziwu said while watching Meng Qianqian and Lu Yuan.


    "gentlemen."


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


    "you say."


    Mr. Ziwu returned to his seat.


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


    Since the old master of Qianji Pavilion is from the same school as Mr. Ziwu, then Mr. Ziwu should know all these methods.


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


    "I found it in a cellar in Qianji Pavilion. The cellar was very strange. The walls were covered with talisman paper, and a strange totem was painted with cinnabar on the ground. It probably looked like this."


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


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


    Meng Qianqian nodded: "There are two six-sided palace lanterns with birth dates and eight characters written on them. The first palace lantern is the year of Renzi, the seventh day of the ninth month, and the third hour of the lunar month. On the second palace lantern, I only saw the year of Jiachen. Someone came back later and I left."


    Mr. Ziwu tightly grasped the talisman paper: "This is Wushan forbidden art... Qianji Pavilion is so brave! He actually secretly practiced Wushan forbidden art!"


    Lu Yuan asked strangely, "Old man, what kind of forbidden technique?"


    Mr. Ziwu suppressed his anger: "Someone has changed his fate by secretly changing his fate in the year of Renzi. Is the lantern on the seventh day of the ninth lunar month above this seat?"


    He pointed to the left side of the totem.


    Meng Qianqian said, "That''s right."


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


    Meng Qianqian was stunned.


    Lu Yuan said: "When I moved into the Prince''s Mansion, the mansion was busy organizing the marriage between Lu Qi and Gongsun Liuying. I have seen the Geng letter of the two. The eight characters of Gongsun Liuying are the year of Renzi, the seventh day of the ninth month, and the third hour of the senka."


    Lu Yuan has the ability to remember everything he has seen, and Meng Qianqian does not doubt his words at all.


    If this horoscope belongs to Gongsun Liuying.


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


    Meng Qianqian asked, "What will happen to the person who has been stolen from his fate?"


    Mr. Ziwu sighed: "It will weaken, and may even die."


    Meng Qianqian whispered: "I remember my brother said that Gongsun Liuying was born prematurely. If she was stolen from someone, she would not have survived now."


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


    "I know that Qianji Pavilion is despicable, but I still underestimate their shamelessness."


    Qianji Pavilion is ten times worse than Xun''s Prime Minister!


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


    "I have no idea."


    Mr. Ziwu shook his head helplessly, "Master doesn''t let us practice the forbidden art, and we don''t even allow us to see it. I secretly went to see it with my junior brother. After that, I was found out by Master, and locked us up for three months. After that, I will never dare to make the forbidden art again."


    Lu Yuan said sarcastically: "Now it seems that your junior brother is not honest and stole Wushan''s forbidden art."


    Mr. Ziwu glanced at Lu Yuan, as if he was saying that if he scolded him, he would not be allowed to scold me.


    Thinking of something, he said, "However, I heard from my master that the forbidden technique is extremely likely to be backfired, but it is unknown how to backfire."


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


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


    If this is the case, that would be great.


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


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


    Meng Qianqian said, "Qianji Pavilion hid the news tightly, but in fact Gongsun Liuying can no longer hold the silver needle. As long as I enter the palace to expose her medical skills, I will not be able to win the trust of Emperor Liang if she says."


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


    After passing this village, there may not be this store.


    Who knows whether Gongsun Liuying''s luck will be restored with any evil magic?


    There is a saying that you should take her life while she is sick!


    Once you lose the title of the daughter of destiny, it is like breaking Gongsun Yanming''s arm.


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


    Mr. Ziwu said, "Even if I am willing to go, your grandfather will believe it."


    He doesn''t enter the court, it''s not that he doesn''t understand the court.


    Gongsun Yanming was highly valued by Emperor Liang and made great contributions to Emperor Liang. His relationship with Emperor Liang is by no means something that can be sought by an idle person.


    If his words were very useful, when he said that Lu Yuan was the Qilin who protected the country, Emperor Liang should have made trouble right immediately.


    Lu Yuan curled his lips: "This is not urgent. As long as you are willing, I have a way to make everything happen."


    Mr. Ziwu said, "Don''t talk big, boy."


    Lu Yuan said: "You can wait for good news."


    Mr. Ziwu originally wanted to do nothing about me, you can clean up your own mess.


    The words were swallowed again when they were at their mouths.


    Someone in the sect used the forbidden technique, which was a serious disobeying the teacher''s order.


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


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


    Lu Yuan sent Meng Qianqian to the back door.


    As soon as Meng Qianqian climbed over the wall of the courtyard, Lu Yuan whispered: "Shang Xiaojiu was born in the year of Jiachen?"


    Meng Qianqian was stunned.


    Chen Long''s words suddenly flashed into his mind—


    "Gongsun Liuying gave birth prematurely and was difficult to support her, but she became fatter day by day, while you were getting thinner day by day."


    "When you were born, someone calculated it for you, saying that you are a long-lived person, but you just—"


    "As soon as Gongsun Liuying was born, you hugged her."


    A night wind blew, and Meng Qianqian fell into an ice cellar.


    Lu Yuan raised her head and met her pale little face.


    Under the cold moonlight, his eyes were extremely gentle.


    "Take it back, Shang Xiaojiu."


    Ahhhh, is there any Dudu super warm today?