Su Ningxin put her head next to Mu Zhiyun and looked at the four lines of poetry written by Mu Zhiyun, "What does this mean?"
Mu Zhiyun held his chin as if thinking, "Let me figure it out."
Su Ningxin stared at her with wide eyes, "Isn't it right? You don't know how to interpret divination?"
"I told you that I understand a little bit." Mu Zhiyun said innocently.
"I thought that your somewhat understanding meant that your overall accuracy was not high. I didn't expect that you only know the front but not the back." Su Ningxin felt that her already weak three-dimensional view had been hit again.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I have other ways. My master told me that if the whole poem cannot be solved, then solve the acrostic poem or the acrostic poem."
Yang Rui, the director of the Xuan Qu, condensed his energy,
Self-pity clears the heart of laughter,
Don't doubt that it is difficult to measure with a precious ruler.
He didn't dare to write home letters and said he would go home.
Mu Zhiyun looked at the poem on the paper and said, "Your name is at the end of this poem. It must be a Zangwei poem."
[Use your words, you can tell it personally.]Su Ningxin could no longer complain.
After thinking about it, she still complained, "The word written in the front is hidden head, and the word written in the back is hidden tail. Is there anything else?"
"Of course there are, there are also wrong formats, and there are also words with the same number of words in between. For example, there are only four words between the first and second words, and then you have to find the remaining words that are four words apart. Make it into one sentence." Mu Zhiyun explained proudly.
Su Ningxin was stunned, [Why does it feel so familiar? I really want to feel the fear of being dominated by graphic reasoning questions again.]
"Ningxin is you, Gui is coming back, saving, saving, the newborn child." Mu Zhiyun read.
Mu Zhiyun looked at Su Ningxin with surprise, "This should mean that you are going to have a baby."
At this time, Su Ningxin's face had turned expressionless, "Mu Zhiyun, I believe your lies. You just said that divination won't give you a piece of meat, and now you want me to lose a piece of meat, you are a liar."
Mu Zhiyun: "︿(￣︶￣)︿"
"Believe it or not, there will definitely be a baby anyway. The way to get the baby is hidden in the whole poem. I can't figure it out. You can figure it out yourself." Mu Zhiyun made it clear that he would kill or bury him.
"How to get a baby?" Su Ningxin took the piece of paper with the poem on it and looked at it upside down in front of her. After looking at it for a while, she didn't have any clue.
"Is there any way to get a baby? There are just a few lines without two little goblins fighting." Su Ningxin said indignantly.
Mu Zhiyun: "???" Why are two little goblins fighting? This touches on my knowledge blind spot.
Not taking Mu Zhiyun's playful divination too seriously, Su Ningxin threw the paper figure aside and thought of other things.
"By the way, Zhiyun, when I came to find you, I saw a man with his face covered in the deserted courtyard over there. Do you know who he is?"
"A man with his face covered, in a deserted courtyard? I'm not sure. You know that there are very strict restrictions in the church. You can't leave the courtyard at will. I think it may be arranged by the Imperial Master. Wait for someone to come." I'll ask the Imperial Master when I get the chance," Mu Zhiyun said.
Su Ningxin knew that the highest-ranking person in the temple was the Imperial Master, and the next one was the Saint. The Imperial Master had a higher degree of freedom than the Saint, but she could also leave the Temple frequently.
In Daqi, the role of the saint is to dress up and act as a mascot every time when worshiping ancestors, offering sacrifices to heaven, or praying for rain, while the role of the national preceptor is to look at the stars before every battle, that is, The so-called zodiac chart, bragging to the emperor that our country will definitely win this time, is about it.
However, not all national counselors and saints are like this. The national counselor on Dayong’s side has a very high status. Every time he fights, he needs to use the zodiac chart to arrange troops and choose routes, which is actually more important than the national counselor. A mediocre national advisor is more like a general.
"Huh~" Su Ningxin yawned. She didn't sleep last night and now she felt a little sleepy.
"I'm sleepy. I need to go home and sleep." Su Ningxin said goodbye to Mu Zhiyun.
Mu Zhiyun didn't try to persuade her to stay. After all, she was here in the church, so it was not good for Su Ningxin to sleep here.
Just as Su Ningxin was walking towards the door, Mu Zhiyun suddenly said, "By the way, do you still want that Mo you like? Or take it?"
Su Ningxin, who was still quite sleepy, suddenly saw her eyes light up. She immediately turned 180° on the spot and faced Mu Zhiyun with a curved eyebrow, "Yes."
"You can take other things if you like them." Mu Zhiyun found it funny when she saw Su Ningxin's eyes sparkling. She just happened to have as many of these things as she wanted. If Su Ningxin liked them, just let her take them away. It just so happened that she felt that now I was tired of looking at my study room and wanted to change it to a new style.
Naturally, Su Ningxin was not polite. She picked up the expensive bag and transferred it to a small baggage. When she left with the small baggage on her back, Su Ningxin felt like a thief in night clothes.
When she went back, Su Ningxin took a detour and didn't meet the masked man with strong martial arts skills again. Although he looked unsightly carrying a small baggage, Su Ningxin felt happy. This kind of happiness was probably that The happiness of "I have a best friend with assets of over 100 million".
After finding the carriage waiting for her in the alley, Su Ningxin immediately returned to her yard and fell asleep in the dark after returning to the Prince's Mansion. When she woke up again, it was already midnight.
Su Ningxin got up and lit the big lantern in the back room with a small lamp left at the door. As soon as the room was lit, Shuanghua's voice came from outside the door, "Girl, are you awake?"
"Wake up and come in." Su Ningxin put on her clothes and buttoned them.
"Girl, you must be hungry. The food is always hot. I will bring it to you," Shuanghua said.
Su Ningxin smiled and said, "Why don't you just let the little maid serve it? You have to go personally to serve the food."
Shuang Hua refused, "I have to carry it myself. I haven't been able to serve the girl well during this period. When my uncle is gone, I will definitely serve her personally."
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I don't care if you want to get hurt." Su Ningxin said with a smile. It's rare to see Shuanghuashi being petty. Seeing her like this, Su Ningxin naturally wouldn't go against her.
There were indeed no maids or servants in the yard during this time. It would definitely be inconvenient for the servants to enter the mistress's yard, and Chu Jihan didn't like the maids hanging around him, so Shuanghua and Shuangbai consciously didn't like it. Why did you enter the yard
It has no impact on Su Ningxin. She and Chu Jihan can do most things by themselves, without the need for maids and servants. As for the food, the maids bring it in directly without staying too much. There are also dedicated servants for cleaning. People are responsible for cleaning the yard after she and Chu Jihan are no longer there. It will indeed not affect her and Chu Jihan's lives.
But she didn't expect that she was quite used to it, but the two maids were not happy to get up. They felt that their uncle had taken their girl away.
"Ah, I'm sorry, miss, it's all slaves' rudeness." Shuanghua accidentally knocked over the porridge bowl and hurriedly apologized in panic.
Su Ningxin didn't care, and just said with a smile, "Shuanghua, you are usually the most calm, but today I must be too excited because I haven't served the girl for too long."
(End of chapter)