Qingcheng, Hongcheng, Jingzhou, Liuzhou... Murongxue carefully investigated while driving, and found some alleys and people that have the same pronunciation as 'return alley', but they (they) are all ordinary, completely incompatible with The silver key is irrelevant.
The shadow guards and the dark guards of the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion went all the way westward, but found nothing. After joining Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, they hurried back to the capital.
Under the golden sunlight, on the streets of Taiyuan, a red sandalwood carriage slowly moved forward. The curtain on one side was opened, revealing a bright little face. Looking around casually, I saw pedestrians coming and going. Mixed with the faint scent of pastries, small merchants and hawkers are bustling with hawkers, showing a scene of prosperity and prosperity.
Murong Xue couldn't help admiring: "The prosperity of Taiyuan is no worse than that of Beijing..."
Ouyang Shaochen glanced out the window: "Taiyuan is only a hundred miles away from the capital, and many things come from the capital. The current Taiyuan prefect is also from the capital, so Taiyuan is naturally not much worse than the capital..."
"That's true." Murong Xue nodded, her cold eyes casually swept across the shops lined up in a row.
The waist suddenly tightened, and it was Ouyang Shaochen who gently embraced her, resting his chin lightly on her shoulder, his voice soft like a breeze: "Xue'er, do you embroider your wedding dress yourself, or let the embroiderer do it?"
Murong Xue was startled, and suddenly remembered that after passing Taiyuan, she would arrive in the capital, and when she returned to the capital, Ouyang Shaochen would make an engagement ceremony and be engaged to her, with a slightly big head.
Ouyang Shaochen is amazingly talented, powerful in martial arts, noble in life, and extraordinary handsome. He helps her and protects her everywhere, treats her very well, and is the most ideal husband candidate, but her body is only fourteen or five years old. In modern times, junior high school students, getting married at such a young age, seems weird no matter how you look at it, dating for two or three years, and getting married at the age of sixteen, seventeen or eighteen is still acceptable.
But Ouyang Shaochen hopes that they can get married as soon as possible. If she proposes to postpone the wedding for two or three years, Ouyang Shaochen will definitely not agree. If it is more serious, there will be a rift with her, which is not what she wants to see.
Her marriage to Ouyang Shaochen means the marriage between Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion and Marquis of Zhen Guo's Mansion. The wedding must be grand, and the dowry, dowry and other things need to be carefully prepared. Push back.
"Let the embroiderer embroider, I haven't got an embroidery needle for a long time..." The original owner is a standard lady from a famous family, and the embroidery female celebrity is very good, but Murong Xue is the daughter of a family in the 21st century. The skirt, windbreaker, etc. All kinds of clothes are all tailor-made, and she really has no interest in embroidery with needles...
"Okay." Ouyang Shaochen nodded, the corners of his mouth curled up in a graceful arc.
"Quick, quick, the door of Sifang Pavilion is about to open, and the holy maiden of the shrine is about to come out..."
"I'm going to ask the Holy Maiden, and ask her to help me find out where my late father put the house deed and title deed of the house..."
"I'm going to see the saint too, and ask her to help me find out where my poor husband is buried..."
"I also want the saint to help me find out who stole my dog..."
"I want to see if my great-great-grandfather was really rich..."
The common people were chattering and rushing forward with eyes full of excitement.
Murong Xue narrowed her eyes slightly: "The saintess of the shrine? Is there a saint in the shrine?"
"Yes." Ouyang Shaochen nodded lightly: "The highest status in the shrine is the high priest, followed by the saint."
Murong Xue nodded understandingly: "Listen to the common people, the Holy Maiden of the Shrine can 'see' what happened in the past..."
"Maybe." Ouyang Shaochen's voice was neither salty nor weak.
Murong Xue's bright face was slightly gloomy: "What is possible? You have been to the shrine, but you don't know if the holy maiden of the shrine has this ability?"
"When I went to the shrine, the saint was doing charity among the people. I didn't see her, so I don't know if she has this ability." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, with contempt on the corners of his eyes and brows.
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, it was her subjective assumption, and she didn't ask clearly.
Murong Xue curled her lips, and said in a low voice, "Why is the Holy Maiden of the Divine Palace here?"
"I don't know." Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: The Holy Maiden of the Holy Palace believes in doing good deeds every day. When she was in Nanzhao Kingdom, she would do good deeds every day, but when did she come to Qingyan Kingdom for doing good deeds...
The slightly drunken sun shone on her body through the car window, and it was warm. Murong Xue raised her head, and saw people surrounded by people on the third and third floors outside the Sifang Pavilion, staring at the closed door in front of her with twinkling eyes.
Suddenly, the fragrant concubine-colored veil on the balcony on the second floor fluttered gently, behind the veil was a figure walking around, everyone's eyes lit up, and they hurriedly saluted: "Saint, I have seen the saint!"
"You don't need to be too polite, please stand up!" A beautiful voice like an orchid in the empty valley sounded from behind the light veil, and everyone was invigorated and comfortable: "Thank you, saint!"
The woman behind the veil looked calm, and her eyes swept over the people in front of the door: "Going back in time is exhausting, I can only fulfill one person's wish every day..."
"Understand, understand, the saint consumes her own mind and helps us for free. We are very grateful. No matter who the saint helps today, we will have no complaints."
"Yes, yes, we all know that those who are predestined to join the Saintess Gang will get the help of the Saints only if they have passed the test of the Saintess..."
"That's right, the Saintess Gang is fair and just, without bias. We are all convinced. The Saints are going to pass the test, we are all listening."
Everyone talked about each other, looking at the saint behind the light veil with eyes full of admiration.
The saint smiled and flicked her bare hands. A bamboo pole four or five meters long flew out of the gauze and stood upright in front of everyone. On the top of the bamboo pole was a book. The large silver characters on it reflected dots in the sunlight. shine.
The orchid-like voice of the saintess Konggu sounded slowly: "Who can take off the book on the top of the bamboo pole without cutting it down, without putting it down, without resorting to all external forces such as ladders, houses, and light skills?" The book, whoever is the predestined person today."
Murong Xue blinked, this question is not difficult, she has already figured out a solution, I wonder if the people in Taiyuan have figured it out
Looking up at the common people, I saw them looking at the books with sparkling eyes, and contemplating: He has excellent jumping ability, he can jump two or three meters high with a run-up, and he can pick up the books with more effort, but, This should be regarded as a kind of light work, the saint said that light work cannot be used...
He can use cork to jump high. With the elasticity of cork, he can jump three to four meters high. It is not a problem to pick up the book, but the saint said that he can't use external force. How can he pick up the book on the bamboo pole...