Qiao Wei and Yan Fei were stunned. They had been studying the iron box for an entire afternoon, but this brat opened it in a few clicks.
How did he get such a complicated rune right
Qiao Wei: "Son—"
Yan Feijue: "Jing Yun—"
Jing Yun played with the iron box in his hand, raised his head innocently, looked at the squinting mother and grandpa Yan, and suddenly felt very murderous, so heavy!
This iron box is not big, square in shape, the outside is about the same in length, width and height, no more than half a foot.
Perhaps because the mechanism took up a lot of space, the inside of the iron box was even smaller.
But despite its small size, it seems to hold a lot of things.
"Oh? What is this?" Jing Yun opened his eyes wide and took out a piece of red cloth.
The color of this material is very positive, the workmanship is excellent, and it looks like clouds floating in the hand, but the style seems to be outdated, and it is obviously not a fashionable style.
Yun Qing has passed away for many years, and the things kept by him may be dated.
It's just that even the clothing materials from many years ago are still well preserved, as if they were brand new.
"Little sister's clothes." Jing Yun spread out the material of the clothes, and it turned out to be a beautiful and exquisite baby bellyband. Such small clothes can only be worn by little sisters.
Look at the size of the apron, it is the size of less than three months.
In addition to the bellyband, several people also found a purple safety buckle.
Qiao Wei saw a lot of Ping'an buckles, most of them were Hetian jade and jadeite, but this was the first time I saw this kind of top-quality purple jade.
Qiao Wei looked at it over and over for a while, but didn't see any tricks, so she handed it to Yan Feijue again.
Yan Feijue has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years and has a lot of knowledge, but it is also the first time he has seen such a clear purple jade.
At first glance, it looks foggy purple, but with a move against the light, it becomes a layer of faint cherry pink.
Yan Feijue muttered in bewilderment: "How can someone use purple jade as a safety buckle?"
"Can't purple jade be used as a safety buckle?" Qiao Wei is not very familiar with these ancient jade wares.
Yan Feijue shook his head, looked at the purple jade safety buckle in his hand and said: "That's not true, there are also shops selling purple jade safety buckle, but very few, and it's not common in Daliang, and I don't even have purple jade of this quality." I've seen it."
Qiao Wei took the Ping An buckle without any trace: "I'll keep this first!"
Yan Feijue's little eyes swished, you couldn't be taking it for yourself, could you
"Silver lock." Jing Yun grabbed a collar, on which was hung a light and delicate longevity lock.
The Longevity Lock was given to the child by the elders in the family. Qiao Wei's first reaction was: "Why isn't it gold?"
Yan Feijue snorted and said, "You don't understand this, do you? Children cannot wear gold when they are born. They have to wear silver first, then gold."
"Why?" Qiao Wei asked puzzled.
Yan Feijue said: "That's what the old people say! Wear silver for a hundred days, and gold after one year old."
Qiao Wei snorted and said, "Look for gold!"
Jing Yun dumped all the contents of the box on the table, and in the end there was nothing left except for a few sets of baby clothes and a few crumpled prescriptions.
Qiao Wei put things on the table one by one: baby's clothes, prescriptions for invigorating qi and blood, purple jade safety buckle, and silver longevity lock.
When she was swinging the Changshou lock, she accidentally found the characters on the back of the Changshou lock, Yeluo characters. She rolled her eyes helplessly, and asked Jing Yun, "Son, what is written on it?"
Jing Yun picked up the Longevity Lock and said word by word: "Xinmao, October, nineteenth, Yinzheng."
Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows: "Birth date?"
…
In the evening, when Ji Mingxiu returned to the palace from Yunzhongcheng, the first thing he did was to ask Yan Feijue if he had opened Yunqing's box.
Yan Fei was hit hard, and went back to the house early to make up for his unique skills.
When Ji Mingxiu returned to the room, Qiao Wei had already sent her son to Queen Yeluo's room. She was sitting alone in the room, staring at the pile of relics on the table in a daze.
When Ji Mingxiu saw the opened iron box on the table, he guessed that these were Yun Qing's relics.
"Open?" he asked.
Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows and said, "Your son opened it."
Ji Mingxiu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled knowingly: "As expected of my son, a tiger father has no dogs."
Qiao Wei glanced at him speechlessly: "Uh, you really know how to put gold on your face."
Ji Mingxiu sat down beside her, moved the stool, and stood next to her closely.
Her soft body is like a piece of fine nephrite, exuding a faint fragrance, which makes people want to hug her.
He gently embraced her slender waist, stroking his small waist without a trace of fat, thinking that he was pregnant, why is he still so thin
He touched her slightly protruding belly again, it was quite round here.
He didn't dare to use force, afraid of hurting the third child, he touched it lightly and then withdrew his hand.
He looked at the things on the table: "These are Yun Qing's relics?"
Qiao Wei said resentfully: "Yeah, it's just a little child's stuff and a few prescriptions that I can prescribe. It's nothing special. Why did he put it in a box with a thousand machine lock? It made me think there would be something big. What a secret!"
Ji Mingxiu said, "There are secrets, and we'll see if we can discover them."
Qiao Wei blinked her eyes: "Really?"
Ji Mingxiu first looked at the clothes, there was nothing special about them, Yun Qing was a father, so it is not surprising that he would keep some children's things.
Ji Mingxiu looked at the purple jade safety buckle again. This kind of purple jade is priceless and can be regarded as a treasure.
The prescription... Ji Mingxiu glanced over for a moment, and his eyes fell on the longevity lock.
On the back of the lock, there are birthday characters.
Xinmao, October, nineteenth, Yinzheng.
"Are these things from Yun Su's childhood?" Qiao Wei asked.
Ji Mingxiu pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
"No?" Qiao Wei asked with her eyes wide open.
Ji Mingxiu said thoughtfully, "Yun Su's birthday is October 17."
"Are you sure?" Qiao Wei asked.
"En." Ji Mingxiu nodded. After confirming to the woman that Yun Su was born in the hospital, Ji Mingxiu asked the woman to find out the account book of the hospital many years ago, and accurately deduce it based on the medication recorded in the account book. The date of Yun Su's birth was October 17th, "Yun Su's birthday is not a secret, and many people in the Holy Church know it."
Qiao Wei didn't understand: "Since Yun Su was born on October 17, why is October 19 engraved on the Longevity Lock? Is it a mistake... or... it doesn't belong to him at all?"
In the blink of an eye, Qiao Wei suddenly realized something, stared at her eyes, and asked, "This...couldn't be the son of Guardian Lian?"
Ji Mingxiu hummed and said, "Very likely."
Qiao Wei looked at the little trousers and bellyband on the table: "Then... these clothes belong to that child too?"
Ji Mingxiu nodded again: "It should be." Yun Su's things can be kept in the Holy Cult openly, there is no need to be so secretive.
Qiao Wei said with emotion: "These things must be very important to Yun Qing, so he will lock them with Qianji Lock. I didn't expect that he doesn't like Guardian Lian so much, but he can't let go of this child so much."
Ji Mingxiu touched the date of birth on the Longevity Lock and said, "A tiger's poison doesn't eat its children, and this child didn't grow up around him. I'm afraid he feels more guilt towards him than towards Yunzhu."
"This man is a bit indecisive." Qiao Wei leaned her elbows on the table and supported a pair of cheeks and said, "Then tell me... where did this child go? Is he still alive?"
Ji Mingxiu paused: "I don't know, but one thing is certain, if this child is still alive, it is impossible for Yun Qing not to have visited him."
Qiao Wei's eyes lit up: "If you find this child, you can find the connection with Yun Qing."
Ji Mingxiu nodded and said: "That's right. Yun Qing is not a person who can erase all traces. You can tell by looking at his relics. He likes to see things and think about others. He left children's things here. , I must have left my own things with the child."
Qiao Wei sat up straight excitedly: "As long as this child is found out, it will prove that Guardian Lian and Yun Qing have an affair!"
…
The quiet bedroom was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.
There is no burning lamp in the house, only the moonlight shines through the white window paper and casts coolly on the ground.
Yun Su slept on the spacious bed, groggy and weak.
crunch—
The door was pushed open.
The moonlight shone in, and even a figure was cast on the cold ground.
A plain white figure walked in slowly.
The owner of the figure held a gleaming dagger in his hand.
The visitor walked to the bed step by step, opened the curtain, and looked at the unconscious Yun Su with eyes like torches.
The cold light on the dagger reflected on Yun Su's eyes.
Yun Su was too weak to react at all.
The visitor clenched the dagger tightly and held it up high.
But after holding it up for a while, the dagger didn't go down.
The person's eye circles turned red little by little, and a monstrous hatred flashed in his eyes.
Just as she was struggling whether to plunge the dagger into Yun Su's chest, Yue Hua rushed in pushing the wheelchair.
Seeing this horrifying scene, Yuehua was frightened for a while, grabbed a piece of silver, and threw it viciously at the opponent's dagger!
With a bang, the opponent's dagger was knocked out.
She slumped on the edge of the bed all of a sudden, sweating like beans.
Yuehua closed the door, pushed the wheelchair to the other party, gave the other party a cold look, lowered her voice and said, "Are you crazy? You came here to assassinate the leader! If I came a step late, would you have already Brewing a catastrophe?!"
Guardian Lian leaned on the pillar at the head of the bed, tears filled his eyes, but his eyes were incomparably dull.
She didn't seem to hear Yuehua's words, she just leaned there blankly.
Yuehua saw an unconcealable despair on her face.
He didn't sympathize with this woman, he was even jealous of this woman, and he also thought that if she died, he might become the leader's first confidant, but under so many negative emotions, he was still full of her. The despair on the face was shocked.
He never knew that this extremely cold woman would be defeated one day. The one who defeated her was not the enemy, but the man she was closest to.
Yuehua has never been married or had a child, so he can't say that he feels the same way, but seeing her like this, he really can't bear it.
"Hey, you..." Yuehua sighed, and her tone softened, "Why are you bothering? Even if the leader wasn't your own, you raised him. What happened back then wasn't his fault. He had no choice. How can you put the blame on him?"
He said so in his mouth, but he knew in his heart that things were not easy.
This is the life that should have belonged to her son, but it was stolen by another woman's son. Her son's whereabouts are unknown, whether he is dead or alive, let alone whether these years are going well... She has devoted herself to supporting others Let him have no worries about food and clothing, let him be high and powerful, and give him all the best of her, including her own life, but what about her son
Where is her son
Was he treated so tenderly by others, or did he grow up poor and lonely
Did he suffer
Are there any parents
Have people been bullied
Do you have…
Is there too much, like sharp knives one after another, stabbing her heart fiercely.
How can she not hate? How can you not complain? How could he not want to kill this guy who occupied the magpie's nest
But Yun Su is his leader.
He couldn't just watch Yun Su die by her hands.
It's fine for Yun Su to die naturally, if she were to kill him, he would most likely be regarded as her accomplice.
Thoughts flashed by, Yuehua sighed, and said earnestly: "Protector Lian, Senior Sister Lian, please calm down and listen to me first, the mistakes that have been caused cannot be undone, but the things that did not happen can still be undone. of."
Guardian Lian stared at the ceiling with ashes.
Yuehua said: "Are you sure you gave birth to a child back then? From what I know about Master Yunqing, he won't ignore that child. He must have raised the child secretly somewhere. He doesn't care about it." I will go to see him too often, but I will definitely not stop, think about it carefully, did Hierarch Yunqing do anything strange during his lifetime?"
Guardian Lian's eyes froze.
…
In the first month, Meirui is fragrant.
This year's winter is not cold, not to mention a few snowfalls, and it is extraordinarily warm.
The maid was holding the three-month-old child, sitting on the porch basking in the sun.
There is a cradle in the cloister.
The child fell asleep, and the maid put the chubby child in the cradle and rocked it gently.
Yun Qing came out of the house carrying the burden.
The maid looked back and saw him, stepped forward gently, and looked at the bundle in his hand: "Brother, where are you going?"
Yun Qing smiled and said: "I have something to do, I have to go down the mountain, these few days, let Su'er stay on Yinhu Island."
The maid rejoiced: "Okay."
Yun Qing nodded, and strode forward.
When passing by the maid, the maid mustered up her courage, grabbed Yun Qing's wrist, and looked at him affectionately: "Senior brother."
Yun Qing glanced at the yard that had been emptied long ago, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, Junior Sister?"
The maid pursed her lips and said, "Su'er is almost a hundred days old, can senior brother come back before the hundred-day banquet?"
Yun Qing smiled and said, "Of course, Su'er is also my son, and I will definitely come back."
The maid still grabbed his wrist and did not let go.
Yun Qing asked: "Is there anything else, Junior Sister?"
The maid lowered her head: "You... haven't seen me for a long time."
Yun Qing let out a sigh: "Has your body taken care of?"
The maid nodded shyly: "Okay."
Yun Qing held her hand: "When I come back this time, I will go to your room."
The maid blushed.
"Master!"
A disciple walked in hastily.
The two quickly let go of each other's hands.
Because of the force, something fell out of Yun Qing's sleeve.
Before Yun Qing had time to pick it up, the disciple had already come to him and reported respectfully: "The carriage is ready, when will the leader leave?"
Yun Qing said: "You wait outside, I have something to explain to Deacon Lian."
"yes!"
The disciple withdrew.
The maid picked up the dropped item and found that it was an exquisite longevity lock. Although it was made of silver, it was very beautifully crafted. On the back of the lock was engraved with the character of birth date.
"Nineteen? Isn't Su'er seventeen?" the maid asked wonderingly.
Yun Qing hurriedly brought the Changshou lock over: "Yes, I... I clearly said seventeen, but the locksmith misunderstood it and made it nineteen. I'm going to find him! I'll hurry to Su Come back before the Hundred Days Banquet and give him the Longevity Lock!"
…
"Longevity lock." Guardian Lian said.
Yuehua was slightly stunned: "What lock?"
"Yunqing... someone had two longevity locks, one belonged to Yun Su, and the other was..." Guardian Lian's chest heaved violently.
Yuehua pressed her hand and signaled her not to get excited: "I'm going to find the locksmith from back then. You're waiting for news from me on the island. Don't do stupid things anymore, you know?"
Protector Lian's teardrops fell down with a thud: "You have to find him..."
Yuehua understood who the "he" she was talking about, tried her best to comfort her and said, "I will, as long as he is still alive, I will definitely bring him back. Well, I won't tell you anymore, now Ji Mingxiu and Yun Zhu must be looking for him too, if you let them get there first, your relationship with Hierarch Yun Qing will no longer be hidden!"