Qingcheng, Hongcheng, Jingzhou, Liuzhou ... Murongxue made a careful investigation as he hurried on the road. Alleys and people who had the same sound as 'Guixiang' had found some, but they (they) were ordinary and completely It has nothing to do with the silver key.
The Yingwei, the Xiaoyao Wangfu dark guard traveled westward all the way, and found nothing. After meeting with Ouyang Shaochen and Murongxue, they hurried back to the capital.
Under the golden sunlight, a red sandalwood horse-drawn carriage moved slowly on the streets of Taiyuan. The curtain on one side was lifted, revealing a small bright face, and looked around casually. I saw pedestrians coming and going, in the breeze. Mixed with a touch of pastry fragrance, the small vendors and hawkers hustle and bustle for a bustling look.
Murongxue couldn't help but praise: "The prosperity of Taiyuan is not worse than that of Beijing ..."
Ouyang Shaochen glanced out the window: "Taiyuan is only a hundred miles away from the capital. Many things originate from the capital. The current Taiyuan Taishou is also from the capital. Naturally, Taiyuan is not much worse than the capital ..."
"This is also true." Murongxue nodded and swept indifferently across the shops.
Suddenly the waist tightened, and Ouyang Shaochen gently embraced her, resting her chin on her shoulder, and the voice was soft as the breeze: "Xue'er, is your wedding dress embroidered by yourself, or embroidered embroidered?"
Murong Xue was startled, and suddenly remembered that after passing Taiyuan, he went to the capital and returned to the capital. Ouyang Shaochen would make a ceremony and get engaged to her, with a slightly bigger head.
Ouyang Shaochen was terrified, martial arts were strong, he was still distinguished in life, he was extraordinary and handsome, he helped her everywhere, protected her, was excellent for her, and was the most ideal husband, but she was only 14 or 5 years old. Put it in the modern age, that is, junior high school students, such a small child is married, how to see how weird, to talk about love in two or three years, wait until the age of sixteen seven, seventeen or eighteen can still accept.
But Ouyang Shaochen hopes that they can get married as soon as possible. If she proposes to postpone the marriage for two or three years, Ouyang Shaochen will definitely not approve. If it is more serious, she will have a gap with her. This is not what she wants to see.
She is married to Ouyang Shaochen, that is, the family of Xiaoyao Wangfu and Zhenguohoufu, the wedding must be grand, the wedding ceremony, the dowry, etc. need to be carefully prepared for everything. She can put more time on these things and try to keep the marriage date as close as possible. Push back.
"Let embroider embroider it, I haven't got an embroidery needle in a long time ..." The original owner is a standard famous girl show, embroidered female red is very good, but Murong Xue is a family in the 21st century, she is wearing a skirt, windbreaker All kinds of clothes, etc., are all tailor-made. She is embroidered with needles or something. She is really not interested ...
"Okay." Ouyang Shaochen nodded, his mouth curved with a beautiful arc.
"Quickly, the door of the Sifang Pavilion is about to open, and the Holy Lady is coming out soon ..."
"I'm going to see the saint, let her help me see, where did my late father put the deed and title deed of the house ..."
"I'm going to see the saint too, let her help me see, where is my poor husband buried ..."
"I also want the saint to help me see who stole my dog ..."
"I want to see if my great-great-great-grandfather really was Zeng Fujia ..."
The people talked eloquently and rushed forward with excitement.
Murongxue narrowed his eyes slightly: "The Holy Lady? There are Saints in the Holy Palace?"
"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nodded gently: "The highest identity in the shrine is the great sacrifice, followed by the saint."
Murongxue nodded in understanding: "Listening to the people, the Holy Lady can 'see' what happened in the past ..."
"Maybe it is." Shaochen Ouyang's voice was not salty or light.
Murong Xueliang's bright face was slightly dark: "What might it be? You have been to the shrine, and you don't know if the holy lady of the shrine has this ability?"
"When I went to the shrine, the saint was doing good deeds. I didn't see her. How could she know if she had this ability?" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, his eyes and eyebrows all contemptuous.
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, it was her subjective assumptions that she didn't ask clearly.
Murong Xue whispered and said lowly, "Why is the Holy Lady of the Shrine here?"
"I don't know." Shaochen Ouyang shook his head: the Holy Lady believed in doing good deeds every day. When she was in Nanzhao Kingdom, she would do good deeds every day, but when did she do good deeds to Qingyan Kingdom ...
The slight sun shone through the car window. The warm, Murong Xue raised his head and saw that the three and three floors of the Sifang Pavilion were surrounded by people, and his eyes were shining at the closed door in front of him.
Suddenly, the fragrant gauze on the terrace on the second floor fluttered gently, and there was a shadow walking behind the gauze. Everyone's eyes lit up and hurriedly saluted: "Holy lady, I have seen holy lady!"
"You don't have to pay more, please come!" The beautiful voice of Kong Gu Youlan sounded after the veil, everyone heard the spirits were uplifted, and the whole body was comfortable: "Thank you Saint!"
The woman behind the light gauze looks faint, and Yingying glances at the people in front of the door: "Time is returning to the heart, and I can only realize the wish for one person a day ..."
"Understood, I understand that the saint consumes her own mind and helps us free of charge. We are very grateful. No matter who the saint helps today, we will not complain."
"Yes, we all know that the virgin gang is for those who are destined to enter. Only those who pass the test of the virgin will get help from the virgin ..."
"Yes, yes, the sage girl is fair and impartial, without prejudice. We are all convinced. The sage girl comes out of the test, we all listen."
Everyone, you talked about me one by one, and looked at the saint after the light yarn with reverence.
The saint smiled and smiled, her hands flicked, a four or five meter long bamboo pole flew out of the gauze, and stood in front of everyone. There was a book on the top of the bamboo pole. The silver characters on the writing reflected a little bit in the sun Shine.
The fabulous sound of the celestial lady Kong Gu slowly sounded: "Who can take off the top of the bamboo pole without cutting off the bamboo pole, putting down the bamboo pole, without the help of all external forces such as ladders, houses, light work, etc. Book, who is today's fate. "
Murong Xue blinked her eyes. The problem was not difficult. She had already figured out a way to crack it. I wonder if the people in Taiyuan came up with it?
Looking up at the people, they looked at the books with gleaming eyes and stared at the book, contemplating: He has a good jumping power, he can run a little, he can jump two or three meters high, use more effort, he can pick up the book, but, This should be regarded as a kind of light exercise, the saint said that she cannot use light exercise ...
He would use a cork to jump high. With the elasticity of the cork, he can jump three or four meters high. It is not a problem to pick a book. But the saint said that he can't use the external force to get the book on the bamboo pole ...