Chapter 39: Who cuts the fine leaves, February spring breeze is like scissors 5

At this time, everyone fell asleep, and even the servants of Hualiang Palace leaned outside the door to take a nap, and only a vague sound could be heard from afar.

Silk gently put down his son's hand and put on his clothes and get out of bed.

"Squeak..." The door opened gently, and she timidly poked out her head to look. There was no one. Did she read it wrong? Take a closer look, the ground where it rained last night was half wet and half dry, and there was a footprint.

A single footprint proves that it is not a eunuch, but a trace left by the master of light kung fu when he passed by. Silk satin seemed to have a wonderful hunch that she knew who was coming, so she came forward to look at the direction of the shoe print, and then chased to the backyard.

In the bright moonlight, the man is still dressed in a smoky robe, as if he is looking in a certain direction.

"It's you!" The silk sounded in disbelief.

The Taoist priest turned around. Her face has some traces of aging, but even if she is separated for a long time, she can recognize the face of her enemy.

"You! ...Saline girl?" The other party seemed to be surprised by her appearance, but he was quickly relieved after recognizing her. "I didn't expect that you were the owner of this palace." After saying that, he seemed to be lost in thought.

Sitan clenched his fist and stared at him from afar.

The appearance of this man made his sister confused. How many tears did his mother shed for this, and the silk scenes were remembered in her heart. She and her sister are almost born exactly the same, but her sister is weak and sick, and often has nightmares. She is always healthy. Although she calls her sister, in fact, she takes care of her most of her.

"What are you doing here? This is the palace, and you..." Silk gritted her teeth.

You demon! According to the law of Daji, it should be beheaded.

Xu Gu smiled slightly and was as gentle as before. He said, "I'm here to find the real dragon prince. I met you when I passed by here."

"Prince?" He's talking about Song Jing. The East Palace is far away from here. No matter how you get lost, you can't get to her painting Liang Palace.

"Yes, he may not be dazzling now, but he will become a generation of Mingjun in the future." Seeing the old man seemed to make Xu Gu feel good. He came to the silk satin. "Here is a relic of your sister. I think since I met you, maybe it's God's will, just leave it to you!"

The silk satin followed his eyes. On the broad palm, it was the anti-evil thing left by Xu Gu to his sister in those years, and it was only half missing.

"Relics?" She muttered, "Is my sister..."

Xu Gu sighed without a trace: "Miss Silk... The debating Taoist has become a flying fairy, please don't be too sad."

The silk trembled and took the incomplete anti-evil object, looked over and over, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"I can see that you have the appearance of wealth, but don't fight for fame and profit. You are different from her. If she is half indifferent to you, she will not have to break herself.

Silk satin was shocked all over and couldn't help saying, "My sister committed suicide and died?"

Xu Gu smiled bitterly: "Did you mistakenly think that I killed her?" Without waiting for her to answer, she said to herself, "Life and death have fate. I never do anything against the sky, so I didn't stop her. If you want to blame me, I have nothing to say."

The two of them stayed in the courtyard for a long time. Xu Gu didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, and his eyes looked down at her gently.

"...You're wrong. I've never been an indifferent person."

The silk satin with its head hanging down suddenly said quietly, "I don't argue, not because I don't want to, but because I don't want to. The Taoist priest is an outsider, and how can I understand it?"

Xu Gu smiled: "The poor road is shallow."

"You have ruined my family. This hatred, but there is no reason to repay it."

Speaking of this, the silk satin broke and retreated a few steps, hid the sharp weapon in his sleeve, and shouted, "There is an assassin!"

The first person to be awakened was the eunuch maid on duty at night. They soon followed the sound and helped up the silk that fell to the ground in fear. Soon the patrol guard also rushed over and surrounded the Xu Gu.

In the face of countless knives and guns, Xu Gu had no fear on his face from beginning to end. He dusted his clothes and just tied his hands.

Silk satin leaned on the nanny's arms to make a frightened look, but she was puzzled by Xu Gu's strange behavior. A few days later, the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent someone to report to her. That day, the assassin admitted that he was instructed to kill the Fourth Highness with magic. This morning, he was pulled to the vegetable market and beheaded.

A few days later, the man came to see her and was surprised to find that Song Yuan had been able to jump on the ground and was extremely happy. Only silk satin knew the reason. She would regard this as the secret of her life and keep it to the end.

***

"Lord Duan is here, and the grassy people are far away, and they are disrespectful!"

As soon as Song Yuan stepped into the door of Yuezhai, he heard a compliment from the back door. It goes without saying that he was undoubtedly the shopkeeper.

"Where, I just passed by Yongningfang. For a moment, I wanted to come in and have a look." Song Yuan was far from trusting Wei Tanyi. Of course, the most important thing was that he didn't understand the purpose of Wei Tanyi's sudden goodwill. "I heard that you have all the rare treasures in your store. Can I see it? ? "

Wei Tanyi smiled and said, "Why is it wrong? There are all guests at home. I'm afraid that my shop is simple and there is no treasure that can enter the prince's eyes. But the prince, don't make fun of the people."

Song Jing came here in the past, and he may have treated him so warmly! Thinking so, Song Yuan is somewhat proud. It would be better if such a person is willing to work for himself. If not, it is fortunate as long as he does not stand on Song Jing's side and against himself.

Next to the separate door of the two attendants, Song Yuan wandered alone in the small store, sometimes turning over the ancient scrolls on the tea case, and sometimes touching the colored glazed statue on the Duobao grid, which was also quite suitable. However, he has always had no preference for antiques, and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false. This is purely for viewing, and he does not intend to buy it.

"If the prince like something, the grass people dare not hide it, and they will definitely report the real price." At the edge of the tea box, Wei Tanyi said with a piece of tea.

"I can trust Mr. Wei, but I have no vision and can't distinguish between good and bad."

Wei Tanyi poured the tea into the tea bowl and slowly poured boiling water into the other side and stirred it: "They are all favorite toys loved by predecessors. It's not good or bad, but according to different personal preferences and choices, if you really want to talk about vision, antique merchants are the most visionless and greedy people."

Song Yuan laughed: "That's interesting!" With that, he turned around and returned to the tea table. He was about to say something when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar thing in the fruit plate, and he couldn't help shouting and stretched out his hand.

"The prince cut his hand. Wei Tanyi didn't look at him, but he knew what he was going to do. Song Yuan didn't answer and carefully pulled it out gently.

The familiar shape, the slender blade is cold and shiny, the ring-shaped handle has a palm-wide length, and there is also a small round pit at the seams.

"Huh...?" He frowned. Although it was very similar to the one under his pillow, the blade was symmetrical, and this one had a round pit, but his own seemed to have a round and convex.

"What, is this what Your Highness like?" Wei Tanyi asked carelessly.

Song Yuan's face was solemn. He turned his head and ordered his entourage: "C Close the door." The two immediately closed the door separately. The light in the store was lost, and it suddenly darkened.

"What is the prince going to do?" Wei Tanyi seemed to be a little confused, but it was more like he didn't care about what he did and still ordered tea carefully.

He didn't answer, just took out a paper bag from his arms.

That night, the dagger under the pillow cut the yellow paper, and he asked someone to find a bag again. Because he was worried that someone would be unfavorable to him, he did not forget to carry it in his arms when he went out.

The yellow paper made a banging sound, which was slowly unfolded, and two symmetrical and similar daggers suddenly appeared in front of him.

This time, even Wei Tanyi couldn't help stopping the movement in his hand and staring at his hand.

Song Yuan held them up from left to right, and then slowly put them together. He only heard a soft sound, and the round convex just got stuck in the round pit, and the two daggers were combined into one.

"Scissors?" The two of them spoke in one voice.

What is in front of us is indeed a pair of scissors, with a relatively open blade, a ring as a knife handle, and a suitable interface. What can this be?

Song Yuan held the scissors in his hand and cut them slowly. Again, Wei Tanyi seemed to have completely forgotten the tea in his hand, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at his movements coldly.

***

Han Ruxu just passed through the door and didn't intend to do anything, but he saw that Yuezhai's door was unexpectedly closed in broad daylight. He was surprised, so he stopped and looked at it a few times.

Like peace of mind, the door opened quickly, but the person who came out surprised him and quickly saluted: "I've met the prince."

Song Yuan's face was full of spring breeze, which was in sharp contrast to Song Jing's angry departure last time. Han Ruxu couldn't help looking back, but saw that Wei Tanyi's face was not much different from the last time he sent Song Jing away, and he was still so cold.

"Yes, a few days ago, I invited a famous incense maker. In a few days, she will enter the capital again. If Mr. Wei is interested, I can introduce you." During the parting, Song Yuan turned around and suggested seriously.

Wei Tanyi smiled and said, "Thank you, the prince, for your kindness."

Han Ruxu was surprised when he looked at them going back and forth like this - just a few days, the two of them were so familiar, which was really not a good omen.

However, Song Yuan did not look at his mind, but said, "I vaguely remember that the young couple followed by Mrs. Pixiang are beautiful, similar, and there is such a familiar taste, which may also be an interesting thing." After saying that, he strode away with his entourage.

"Congratulations to the prince." The words are respectful, but the tone of Wei Tanyi reveals an unspeakable wonder.

The mountain rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.