The Golden Imperial Concubine

188 Handheld is perfunctory

Half an hour later, the driver brought back a roast chicken, a bag of beef and a few steamed buns. Liu Ye can smell the extremely strong smell of wine on the driver's body: "Lao Zhao, can't you drink less wine? I can smell the wine on you from afar.

"Ha ha, it's okay not to eat this meal, but it's really lifeless if you don't drink wine." The old driver laughed twice, picked up the wine pot he brought with him and took a few sips, sat in front of the carriage, humming an unknown tune.

Du cuckoo's blood, who looks at spring... Unexpectedly, as soon as this tune was hummed out, Liu Ye stared wide and stared at Lao Zhao closely, but because Liu Ye sat in front of the carriage, he did not see Liu Ye's expression. At this time, Ling Yue also slowly opened her eyes and suddenly became nervous when she heard Lao Zhao's humming tune. After exchanging eyes with Liu Ye, Ling Yue closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. However, Liu Ye understood what Ling Yue wanted to say to him in that look.

Liu Ye picked up a steamed bun and took a few bites: "Lao Zhao, give me a few mouthfuls of wine."

Lao Zhao turned around, threw the wine pot to Liu Ye, and smiled, "You little baby also drink? Haha, my wine is very strong. Don't blame the old man for not reminding you.

"It's okay. It's just a mouthful." Liu Ye looked up and took a sip and suddenly coughed. "This wine, why is this wine so strong..." Although Liu Ye had been prepared for a long time, he was still choked by Lao Zhao's wine. The wine was so strong that it was heartbreaking.

When Lao Zhao saw that Liu Ye was choked, he laughed, as if he had encountered something interesting: "Haha, my old man has already reminded you that this wine is very strong."

Liu Ye smiled with some shame and then asked, "Lao Zhao, the song you just hummed is very good. Can you teach me?"

"You little doll, with beautiful eyebrows, is a good material for singing. Why, do you want to sing?" Lao Zhao said, "But my old man is just a monk halfway. If you really want to learn, you'd better find a regular master."

"Hey, I don't really want to learn, but I just thought you sang a good song. Is there any reason?" Liu Ye finished eating the remaining steamed buns.

"Well, it's a long story. You should be a little patient."

"Well, anyway, my sister is sleeping, and it's not a matter for us to go on the road now. Why don't you tell me all the time? I guess you must have a lot of stories."

Old Zhao laughed twice, but there were light vicissitudes of life on his face: "What story can I have? Alas, my father is a singer. I also have an elder brother. My father wants his brother to sing opera, but who knows that the eldest brother is only interested in martial arts. Later, after a big quarrel with his father, he left, and there has been no news since then."

"Well..." Liu Ye nodded and waited for Lao Zhao to continue. Who knew that Lao Zhao also stopped and said nothing. Liu Ye saw that the situation was not right and immediately asked, "Then what? What happened later?"

Lao Zhao shook his head helplessly, and his tone was full of loneliness: "What can happen later? Later, I never saw my eldest brother again, and I don't know what's going on now. Brother..."

Ling Yue gave a big gasp and got up and shook her head: "There are steamed buns. I'm starving to death. Oh, Lao Zhao, why do you look a little, a little... a little... sad."

"Nothing, people are inevitably sad when they get old." Lao Zhao picked up the wine pot, took a few sips, turned around, and stopped talking.

"Forget it, you can't force it." Ling Yue said while eating steamed buns, "It will take us at least two or three months to go to the State of Chu, and it will take half a year to go back and forth. According to the time, you should know what will happen at Liuye."

Liu Ye nodded and said, "Yes, sister, aren't you worried? This is a big deal."

Ling Yue smiled cunningly: "Of course, I know that once this kind of thing has happened since ancient times, it is often surging, so... we change the plan, no, to be precise, to implement the plan completely. In fact, I didn't plan to go to the State of Chu at the beginning. Since everything happened here, what's the point of going to the State of Chu? It's just a trick to get the tiger away from the mountains. After all, everything comes from Lin Bai, the perfumer. The only thing I can't figure out is why I chose Lin Bai at the beginning. It's so strange.

"Actually, I also felt very strange at that time. Why did you choose her?"

"I don't know, but I feel that she meets my requirements." Ling Yue said, "Duguyu is crazy. If Lin Bai's purpose is to make Duguyu crazy, it's really a big circle, because there are many means to make people crazy, and from the situation, there are still people behind her, so what's the purpose? It's strange, too strange."

"Maybe..." Liu Ye said slowly, "We shouldn't guess randomly here. The more we guess, the more chaotic we are. It's better to eat and sleep and be happy."

Ling Yue smiled and said, "You are full of food, sleep and are in a good mood. You are very open-looking. However, it makes sense, hee hee, Liuye, if I remember correctly, you can change your face, right?

Time was like a white horse, and it was January in a flash. Seeing that the Empress Guan was about to give birth in two months, the ministers of the court began to speculate whether the queen would give birth to a boy or a girl. However, Li Jinglue firmly believes that the queen will give birth to a prince. There is no reason for this belief, but that if the queen gives birth to a princess, everything will be over, so in his heart, Li Jinglu firmly believes that the queen will give birth to a prince this time.

Compared with whether the queen would give birth to a prince or a princess, Li Jing slightly cared more about Murong Lingyue suddenly went to the State of Chu. At this time, there must be something wrong with going to the State of Chu. Thinking that only Ling Yue knew the picture of Qingsong welcoming guests, Li Jing instinctively thought that maybe Ling Yue had remembered the painting, otherwise, why did Emperor Xia kill the painter before this? At the same time, the disappearance of Chu Xuan was also fueled by the fire. As a meticulous work of the State of Chu, he naturally knew that Chu Xuan was not only the apprentice of the withered monk, but also knew that he was the son of the king of Chu.

Chu Xuan acted strangely. Li Jing knew about it, but he never thought that Chu Xuan would come to the Xia Palace to be a cook, and now he suddenly left without saying goodbye. Li Jing could not understand what happened in it.

On the other hand, Ke Chengyang did not have any clue about Liu Xi's sudden disappearance, but found a dark grid in the place where Liu Xi disappeared in the Qinglong Hall, which was extremely cleverly hidden. Previously, when Ke Chengyang found the dark grid, he thought that maybe Liu Xi hid in the dark grid when he was spreading disgust, but the dark grid could only accommodate a ten-year-old child, and Liu Xi could not hide in anyway.

So, Liu Xi disappeared alive in front of everyone in the Qinglong Hall.

Because Ke Chengyang did not receive a clear imperial edict, and Ouyang Wan did not seem to be very careful about the case, he just looked at it casually with the idea of wasting time. If nothing could be found, it had nothing to do with him. Maybe he didn't want to be found out at the beginning, Ke Chengyang thought so. And there was an extremely fantastic idea, that is, to install a camera in the Qinglong Hall, which should be good.