"Odd becomes even and remains unchanged... Odd and even remains unchanged..." Xiao Wei muttered the so-called Xixia secret words in silence, without any clues for a while. "It's been a while since you saw Zouben." Xiao Teng said, "Say if you have an idea."
The Prime Minister thought deeply: "'Odd' is also the right of'even'.'Odd' changes,'even' but unchanged... The minister thought that this was alluding to the time of the Xixia army's march: odd-numbered days, and even-numbered days stopped. "
The Ministry of War Shangshu deliberated: "This word'change' is particularly questionable. The minister felt that this was a change in the formation, and Xixia might use a varied formation to attack our army."
The prince Xima pondered: "The theory of odd and even is often used in mathematics. The minister felt that this sentence was alluding to a certain method of mathematics."
The minister of household department dare not agree, and questioned: "What is the relationship between the law of mathematics and the marching war?"
…
Several people discussed it for half a day, and everyone's statement was a little far-fetched, unable to fully convince others. Xiao Wei watched the officials arguing calmly, and when they calmed down, Fang said slowly, "Done?"
The Prime Minister asked respectfully: "Dare to ask His Royal Highness what he thinks."
Xiao Wei slowly blew the mist on the tea cup, and said, "Gu Fuzhou said that this is Xixia's secret language, do you believe it?"
Everyone looked at each other. It is a big crime to deceive the king to lie about military affairs. How could he do such things as General Gu.
The Bingbu Shangshu tentatively asked: "What does your Highness mean?"
Xiao Wei put down the tea cup: "In the past three months, Gu Fuzhou's temperament has changed drastically, and his behavior is suspicious. A while ago, he was clamoring to return to Beijing, and today he came up with an inexplicable Xixia secret language." His eyes narrowed slightly, "I was wondering, whether this codeword is related to the reason why he is dedicated to returning to Beijing."
The prince washed the horse and said: "After His Royal Highness said so, the minister also felt that there was something wrong. If the five characters'odd changes even unchanged' are really the secrets of the Xixia army, how can they be'advertised'. In the capital under the emperor’s feet, it is inevitable that there will be an enemy country’s scrutiny. General Gu wants me to wait for this, so I’m not afraid of screaming at the grass."
"General Gu is a warrior in the end, eager to win, and omissions are normal." The Prime Minister said, "His Royal Highness, the war in the Northwest is stalemate. The code word is better to be trusted than not. In the opinion of the minister, This code word still needs to be solved."
Xiao Teng sneered: "It is natural to solve it. After all, Gu also wants to know what kind of medicine Gu Fuzhou is selling in the gourd. But he can't solve it according to his wishes." Xiao Teng thought for a while, and said, "'Guang Er If you tell it, it will be avoided. Go find the bachelors of the Hanlin Academy and let them slowly solve them in the Partial Hall of the Qinzheng Hall. Dao whispers, do you understand?"
The Hanlin Academy's bachelors are all talents out of a million. If they can't figure it out, how would ordinary folks know. Shangshu of the Ministry of War praised: "His Royal Highness is wise."
The next day, there was no bachelor in the Hanlin Academy located at the west gate of the imperial palace, and no one knew what they were doing except themselves. The Tai Hospital, which stands opposite to the Hanlin Academy, is doing business as usual.
Most of the imperial physicians who come to the Imperial Hospital are the maids and eunuchs of the palaces. Just by looking at their dress and posture, you can see the status of their master in the palace. For example, a court lady who came here today is not particularly gorgeous in dress, but she has a generous attitude and temperament. The eunuch of the hospital is also very warm to her. It turns out that this person is a maid of Fengyi Palace, with a green waist.
As soon as Luyao entered the door of the hospital, Chu Zhengde stood up: "The girl with Luyao is here, but the queen's body is ill? After the old man cleans up for a while, he will go to Fengyi Palace."
"Doctor Chu doesn't have to trouble." Among the many imperial physicians on duty, Luyao saw the most eye-catching one at a glance. "The empress empress asked Doctor Lin to see Ping An pulse for her."
Chu Zhengde flicked his head and looked at Lin Qingyu abruptly, his beard trembling with anger: "He? How can a seventh-grade medical officer who just entered the Taiyuan Hospital take care of the queen's phoenix body?!"
Lin Qingyu glanced at Chu Zhengde and carried the medical box on his back.
Also no brain. The queen was definitely not looking for him for the peace of mind, if he guessed correctly, it should be for Lu Wancheng.
Luyao said indifferently, "I don't know that. Doctor Lin, please follow me to Fengyi Palace."
Chu Zhengde stared at the back of Lin Qingyu's departure, his beard almost smoked: "Disrespect seniors!"
Lin Qingyu arrived at Fengyi Palace and greeted the queen. He knelt on the ground, and was about to open the medical box, when he heard the queen say: "Don't bother, this palace is not looking for you today for this-flat body."
Lin Qingyu stood up, the queen looked at him up and down, and said with satisfaction: "You look so tight in this official uniform."
Lin Qingyu lowered her eyes and said, "The mother is overwhelmed by her reputation."
"How are you doing in the hospital?"
"It's acceptable, Niang Niang Xie cares."
"I've seen Wan Cheng's suicide book in this palace." The queen looked stunned. "He doesn't leave you every word, and sincerely asks this palace to return your free body. How can this aunt, this palace, refuse. Of course, it is also. You have the ability, otherwise you won’t be able to enter the hospital."
Lin Qingyu didn't have much interest in talking with the queen, and stood still. The queen sighed and said: "Wan Cheng in the spirit of the sky should also be very pleased to see what you look like now-after all, it has been more than three months since Wan Cheng has left."
Lin Qingyu's eyelashes trembled lightly: "Yes. There are three days left, and it will be a hundred days."
"Life flies so fast." The queen said sadly, "My palace ordered someone to light a lantern for Wan Cheng at the Changsheng Temple. If you are free, go to the temple to add incense to him."
Lin Qingyu said in a polite manner: "Weichen takes orders."
Two days later, Lin Qingyu took advantage of Xiu Mu and brought Huantong to Changsheng Temple.
In April, the earth is full of fertility, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom. March has passed, and the long winter has finally passed. Last year and today was also the time when that person was most alive.
The side hall of Changsheng Temple enshrines the tablet of Lu Wancheng. Lin Qingyu borrowed fire from the eternal lantern to light three incense sticks, bowed and worshiped three times, and inserted the incense in front of the tablet.
"Doctor Lin."
Lin Qingyu turned around and was not surprised to see the person who came: "Shen Shiwei."
Shen Huaizhi was still in that black costume with a saber around his waist. As long as he is not by Xiao Teng's side, or in the palace, he can be regarded as a magnificent man. "Doctor Lin seems to have expected me to come."
"I only guessed that you would come to me, but I didn't know that you would come to Changsheng Temple to find me today." Lin Qingyu said calmly, "It seems that Shiwei Shen has been following me all the time."
"I... I don't want to." Shen Huai said in a low voice, "but it is always inconvenient to talk in the palace. I can only look for opportunities outside the palace-sorry." He walked to the eternal lamp and looked at Lu Wancheng's memorial tablet. "Doctor Lin, is it difficult to resolve the pain of losing a husband?"
"Fortunately, just find something for yourself."
Shen Huaizhi smiled miserably: "If everyone is as open-minded as the doctor Lin, there won't be so many foolish men and women."
Lin Qingyu was impatient and Shen Huai was here to hurt the spring and sad autumn: "You came to me for the mark on my medical box?"
Shen Huai nodded: "That is the secret code known by the Shen family's heavenly prison gate. But now, I am the only one left at the heavenly prison gate..." Shen Huai's throat knot rolled, "How did Doctor Lin know about it?"
Since these were first-hand plans by Jiang, he didn't have to hide it: "I don't know. This medical kit was given to me by my late husband."
"Lord Lu Xiaohou? How is he..." Shen Huai frowned and thought for a while, "Doctor Lin, where is that medical box now?"
"I almost carry it with me, right on the carriage."
Lin Qingyu asked Huantong to fetch the medical box. Shen Huai felt his finger and stroked the peculiar mark, and asked, "Doctor Lin, can I take it apart for a look?"
Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment, and said, "Please."
Shen Huaizhi took out all the things in the medical box. After seeing a few extremely fast sword lights, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the mahogany medical box, and after hearing a "bang", it cracked and opened.
Among the countless sawdust, there was a touch of emerald green. Shen Huai's breath trembled, and he picked up the emerald green—it was a jade card, and one side of the jade card was engraved with the word "Heavenly Hell".
"How could..." Shen Huaizhi murmured in a low voice, "The gate of Heavenly Prison is dead, and the jade cards are ruined... Is anyone still alive?"
Lin Qingyu said, "There is a line of small characters on the back of the jade plate." Looking at the inscriptions of the small characters, it should have been engraved recently.
Shen Huai looked over and took a look: "Xuzhou, Suicheng..."
Lin Qingyu thoughtfully: "Xuzhou?"
The surname Jiang wants to lead Shen Huaizhi to Xuzhou to find the owner of this jade medal
Lin Qingyu asked: "Are you going."
Shen Huaizhi did not hesitate: "Of course!"
Lin Qingyu said: "You are a powerful shadow guard with martial arts, and you are as simple as a child. Do you trust my deceased husband so much?" It's no wonder that you have been so desperate for Xiao Teng. The surname Jiang probably knew this before doing so.
Shen Huai felt the violent ups and downs of his chest, his eyes were reddish and said: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will, I will..."
"When are you going to go?" Lin Qingyu said, "Will the prince let you go?"
There was a daze in Shen Huai's eyes, and he was quickly replaced by determination: "I will think of a way."
Heavenly Prison Gate... He had never heard of it before. Seeing the appearance of Shen Huai's soul-consciousness not guarding the house, now is not a good time to dig into the roots.
"You think of a way to tell me." Lin Qingyu said, "I also want to go to Xuzhou to see what the hell my dead husband is making."
Shen Huaizhi held the jade medal tightly, and said dumbly, "Okay."
When Lin Qingyu walked out of Changsheng Temple, it was almost dusk. The setting sun leaped like flames, and when it burned out, the day was about to pass. He was about to get into the carriage when a little monk stopped him: "Sister Lin."
Lin Qingyu remembered this little monk. The last time he came to Changsheng Temple with the surname Jiang, it was this person who invited the surname Jiang to see Xu Junyuan.
Xu Jun would like to...
Lin Qingyu moved in her heart and asked, "But the national teacher is looking for me?"
"The national teacher is still in retreat, and no one else is seen." The little monk said, "Before he retreats, he ordered the little monk to hand over something to the donor Lin." As he said, the little monk took out a kit from his arms, "Donor Lin, please. "
Lin Qingyu took the kit and opened it. Inside it was a note with ten characters written on it-the eight characters of birthday, and a name.
"This is… "
Looking at the familiar handwriting of the person, Lin Qingyu's eyes were a little dry by the wind. He was still laughing at Shen Huai's gaffe, but now, his hands are shaking too.
He finally knew his name on the ninety-ninth day that the man left.
Unexpectedly, that salted fish, which couldn't sleep enough, would actually be called by this name.