Chapter 169 Flowing Wind and Clouds, Fengming Sad

Just when He Lijing was worried, Leng Xuanrong made a move first. She took out the certificate written by He Ruiping from her arms and put it on the small square table between her and Zeng Yanliang. She sighed softly, "Actually, I was also going to send this Guqin to the eldest son. Unexpectedly, Sister Ruiping brought someone to the Raven Green Ink Pavilion first, and did business one by one, as if we had been born. I guess Sister Ruiping did this because of what had happened before..."

After saying that, she lowered her head to play with the paper and fell silent.

He Lijing knew that the paper in her hand was the certificate of four million taels of silver written by He Ruiping, and now he really wants to rush over and grab the paper. He Lijing worked hard to find a way. As soon as he lowered his head and happened to see the old wooden box at hand, He Lijing turned his eyes and immediately looked up and asked Leng Xuanrong with a smile, "I also heard Ruiping say that this Guqin was actually bought from the Raven Green Ink Pavilion. Unexpectedly, such a guqin is worth four million taels of silver... This is not a small amount..."

After saying this, He Lijing turned his head and asked An Pingzhi next to him, "Mr. An, I really don't know much about guqin and so on. I haven't asked for advice. Why is this guqin such a price?"

An Pingzhi was also shocked to hear that He Lijing said that this guqin was worth four million taels of silver. He shook his head and whispered, "You still have to ask the cold girl."

Leng Xuanrong was already prepared and asked An Pingzhi, "I don't know if the eldest son can understand what happened in the past?"

Anpingzhi nodded, "I have heard a little about the history of various countries. I don't know what Miss Leng is talking about?"

"The eldest son has probably heard about the Empress of the Hua Kingdom, right?"

Regarding the origin of this guqin, Leng Xuanrong asked Meng Zhuangqing to ask him to investigate it carefully. This guqin was originally from King Xiaohan's mansion, and I don't know why it was sent out together with other goods. Du Yilin, the king of Xiaohan, is not very interested in rhythm, and there are many things like such ancient things in Xiaohan's mansion, and the lack of one will not attract his attention. After Meng Zhuangqing's letter was sent, it was directly transferred to the stew manager in the royal palace. After a detailed examination, the stewary wrote the detailed origin of the guqin into a letter and sent it back to Meng Zhuangqing.

The matter of the royal family of Muqi is not very clear even in their own country. As for the legends about the Chinese concubine, it is even more complicated and confusing.

This concubine is the biological mother of the emperor of Muxi. There are rumors that she is the favorite concubine of the former emperor of Muxi. However, this concubine died after giving birth to the prince. In total, it should have happened more than 20 years ago.

"There are rumors among the people of Muqi that the Hua concubine is a demon concubine transformed by demons, but the prince she gave birth to is the most imperial prince in their country. After he succeeded to the throne, Mu's country is now in good weather and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, so this rumor is now self-defeated.

Although An Pingzhi has never been to Muqi, he also knows a lot about things there. A few years ago, a dispute over the throne of Muqi Kingdom was widely spread. I heard that the fifth prince born to the Princess Hua was helped by a master, so he eradicated the third prince who stood in front of him and successfully ascended the throne and became the emperor.

There are many legends about the Huafei and their former emperors, either beautiful, or sad, and some demon-colored, but whenever you listen to it, it will always remain in your mind.

"Miss Leng, do you mean that this guqin has something to do with the queen of the birch?" An Pingzhi was a little excited when he said this. If this guqin is really related to the princess, then this guqin is really a story he expected.

Leng Xuanrong nodded slightly and said, "The stew manager of Xiaohan's mansion verified that this guqin has only been transferred from the country in recent years, and the person who offered this guqin bought it from a middle-aged woman. The stewart also specially went to find out the origin of the woman. She now lives in the imperial city. According to her, she was a maid of honor in the palace of Mulai a few years ago. At that time, there was a battle for the throne in the palace, and many eunuch maids took the opportunity to escape from the things in the palace. And the maid had served the Princess Hua before. She said that the Princess had saved her life, so before leaving the palace, she brought out the last guqin played by the Princess Hua before her death... Later, the middle-aged woman was forced to sell the guqin for life, and then she flowed into the royal palace by the hands of others..."

Speaking of this, Leng Xuanrong stood up and walked to the small square table in Anping's hand, opened the old wooden box on the table, moved out the guqin inside, and pointed out the pattern on the "phoenix tongue" of the head of the guqin for An Pingzhi with the light of the candlelight next to him. "Long son, please see, isn't it written the word 'thin birch' here? "

An Pingzhi stood up and took the Guqin and looked at it carefully. He saw that there was indeed a fine pattern on the "phoenix tongue", and the pattern really made up the word "thin birch"!

It is said that the concubine's background is unknown and her name is Bo Hua, and in order to express her favor, the first emperor of Muqi even broke the rules of her ancestors and renamed the palaces she lived in to "Bohua Hall".

In this way, there must be nothing wrong!

Anpingzhi's face showed joy. After his hand, there are hundreds of guqin, many of which are many precious, but it is the first time that An Pingzhi has seen a guqin with a mysterious and sad story like this.

"Bo Hua... Bo Hua... I didn't expect that the guqin used by the Princess Hua could still be retained... Unexpectedly, she could be exiled to Huangying... Unexpectedly, I could meet him in Wuming County... It's really a coincidence... It's so coincidental... It's wonderful..."

An Pingzhi seemed to forget the people around him. He stroked the guqin and muttered in a low voice, and his eyes became much softer.

Leng Xuanrong stood beside An Pingzhi and suddenly saw Zeng Yanliang wax her hand. She returned to her seat and sat down. She leaned in to ask Zeng Yanliang why she called herself. Zeng Yanliang frowned and lowered his voice and said to Leng Xuanrong, "I don't think Mr. An is normal now. I'm afraid you will suffer later."

After listening to Zeng Yanliang's words, Leng Xuanrong found that An Pingzhi was really not normal now.

In his previous life, Leng Xuanrong listened to gossip in the mansion of the first assistant prime minister. Some people said that the "Xiangyue" disease caused by Anping came from demons. Although the eldest son usually looks like a normal person, if he is stimulated, he will become a man-eating evil spirit and a disaster. Some people say that the reason why An Pingzhi is usually addicted to the rhythm is that the sound of the piano can suppress the demon's magic in his body.

Originally, Leng Xuanrong didn't believe these words, but today An Pingzhi looked at the Guqin, which made Leng Xuanrong couldn't help thinking of these gossips in his previous life. Looking at An Pingzhi's silvery white hair, and then looking at the only blood-stained eyes and lips on his face, Leng Xuanrong only I feel a chill behind my back.

However, after about a cup of tea, An Pingzhi regained his former calm. He put down the guqin, sat back in place, and turned his head to He Lijing and said, "Lord He, this guqin is worth more than four million taels... What's more, this is something flowing from the Xiaohan Palace, which is a priceless treasure."

He Lijing was also shocked by An Pingzhi's appearance just now, but seeing that he calmed down, He Lijing immediately focused on how to solve the trouble at hand.

"What Mr. An said is right. My little girl actually wants to buy this priceless treasure with money, which is really unconformal." After saying this, He Lijing looked at Leng Xuanrong, smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Miss Leng, today Mr. An and I came to return this priceless treasure to the Raven Qingmo Pavilion."

It was the first time that Leng Xuanrong saw He Lijing show such an embarrassed look, and she looked at An Pingzhi again and found that the eldest son's eyes did not leave the guqin, which was obviously a little reluctant.

"Alas..." Leng Xuanrong sighed, "There should not have been this misunderstanding. When Sister Ruiping came, Mr. Meng explained to her many times that we could not take action on this guqin, but Sister Ruiping not only did not listen, but also hurt people..."

As soon as He Lijing heard the meaning of Leng Xuanrong's words, he seemed to be unyielded, and his face became more ugly.

Unexpectedly, Leng Xuanrong said here and pulled it back, "But it has happened, and it's meaningless to investigate who is right and who is wrong." After saying that, Leng Xuanrong took the voucher on the table in his hand and lit it with the candlelight on the candlestick beside him. Until the paper turned into ashes, Leng Xuanrong looked up and asked He Lijing coldly, "Uncle He, what do you think of this?"

He Lijing watched the paper disappear in front of his eyes, and then he took a deep breath. But in this way, He Lijing also knew that he had fallen in love with Leng Xuanrong. No matter who tells this matter in the future, it will be a laughing stock of He Lijing.

He Lijing didn't have the energy to care too much, so he had to nod with a smile and said, "It's so good, very good."

Then Leng Xuanrong said to An Pingzhi, "Son, I also said just now that I wanted to send this Guqin to you. King Xiaohan and Mr. Dou have told me that I am in charge of all the business in this Raven Green Ink Pavilion. Since this guqin is priceless, it is better to give it to the predestined person. Just now, the eldest son also said that it is a great fate for you to meet this Guqin. With this fate, please ask the eldest son to take this Guqin back.

An Pingzhi never thought that Leng Xuanrong would give this Guqin to himself. He was still distressed just now, and he didn't know who would buy this guqin in the end. He didn't know what the fate of this guqin would be in the future. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the guqin would return to his hands again.