Taiyuan, Tongwen Museum.
A huge deep pit appeared slightly unexpectedly in the middle of a garden.
A thick wooden board extended from the wall to the middle of the huge pit, but was pulled by iron chains on both sides to support it.
In the deep pit under the wooden board, there are densely packed giant pythons, dormant quietly. In the empty space where they lie quietly, there are still some large and small skeletons, also standing quietly.
At the edge of the wooden board, a middle-aged man in white Confucian shirt held a delicate folding fan in one hand behind his back. His two big ears drooped, covering most of his face.
He just stroked his mustache with his other hand, while covering his slender eyes, listening to the report of the man kneeling behind him.
"Young Master... Ever since he didn't return home that night in the flower shop, my subordinates have lost track of him..."
In the distance, there are two figures, one big and one small, standing quietly.
After a long time, sweat dripped from the forehead of the half-kneeling man. The middle-aged man in white clothes turned around slowly, his slender eyes only half-open. Look at the man.
"If you look at it personally, you can lose it. If word gets out, I'm afraid other forces will make fun of my incompetence in Tongwenguan."
The half-kneeling man immediately kowtowed down hard. In the blink of an eye, blood seeped out from his forehead, but he ignored it and continued to kowtow hard.
"Holy Master, have mercy on me, Holy Master, have mercy on me! Please give me another chance, and go and find the young master now..."
"No need."
Just as a dull sound sounded, the kowtow man in Tongwen Hall felt a huge suction force suddenly coming from the front, and then his body instantly jumped into the air. Amidst his frightened screams, he was swept away by him. The middle-aged man who called him the Holy Lord just threw him into the snake pit behind him indifferently.
The screams stopped suddenly, and Li Cunzhong in the distance instantly shuddered inexplicably in his heart, and he immediately laughed out loud.
"Brother Holy Master, my nephew is probably just playing tricks again, so he escaped quietly. You must not understand anger. After all, he is still a young man..."
This middle-aged man in Confucian shirt, who looks harmless and has a yin-yang face, is naturally Li Siyuan.
These days, he was very busy because of Li Jing's attack on Liang. He had to deal with Li Keyong's various restrictions and mindless and complicated tasks, while also arranging his own affairs.
When the idea of using Zhang Zifan came up, the boy disappeared.
In normal times, even if Zhang Zifan left Taiyuan, he could have someone capture him.
But even though it was the right time to hire someone, he left privately like a bastard!
And inexplicably, Li Siyuan actually felt a sense of crisis lingering in his chest.
I don't know if he is worried about his adoptive father Li Keyong or his invincible second brother Li Cunxu.
But Li Siyuan would never let what should belong to him escape his control.
Hearing Li Cunzhong's words, Li Siyuan snorted coldly and spread out the folding fan in his hand.
"Of course I know my son well, but now the world is in chaos, and I, Tongwen Guan, am employing people. If he runs out and causes some trouble, how should I, as a father, deal with it?"
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
The silly big man Li Cunxiao next to Li Cunzhong just touched the back of his head in confusion. He didn't quite understand what Li Siyuan meant, but he still laughed in agreement.
The elder brother said it forcefully, and I agree with the younger brother.
Li Cunzhong hesitated for a moment, then took two steps forward and handed over his hand.
"The eldest brother loves his son very much, and I know that of course, my younger brother, but my nephew has always known how to behave, so there must be nothing difficult for him... If the eldest brother is really worried, the tenth brother and I just have nothing to do, so we can go and take our nephew with us. return."
Li Siyuan pondered for a moment. Zhang Zifan's departure from Taiyuan was originally not a big deal and did not require such a big fight, but he really didn't want to cause trouble at this juncture. If Li Cunzhong had a way to bring him back, it would be great.
"Ninth brother is interested. Big brother, I am always busy, and I am not very strict with Fan'er. As an uncle, you, as an uncle, can take care of me on my behalf..."
Li Cunzhong was originally a staunch member of the Tongwenguan faction, so naturally his heart felt stable at this moment, and he immediately patted his chest and smiled.
"Don't worry, brother, Lao Shi and I will bring Zifan back to you safe and sound."
Li Siyuan smiled and nodded, and saw Li Cunzhong jump on Li Cunxiao's shoulders neatly. Then Li Cunxiao touched the back of his head, smiled at him, and jumped away.
The two figures gradually moved away, and the smile on Li Siyuan's face slowly faded away.
There seemed to be a flash of anger on Fang Zheng's face, and his slender eyes were squinted, looking towards the south, not knowing where he was looking.
"Fan'er, don't let your father down."
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Tianshi Mansion is located in the middle of Longhu Mountain, facing Pipa Peak in the south, with Huashan Mountain at its back and Luxi River at its door. It is said that his ancestor was Zhang Daoling, the Taoist master of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and he has continued the Zhang family's Taoism for nearly a thousand years.
It is the 15th Cave Heaven and the 32nd Blessed Land of Taoism, the orthodox sect of Taoism and the ancestral hall of the Dragon and Tiger Sect.
After the contemporary Celestial Master Zhang Xuanling disappeared more than ten years ago, Xu Huan, the wine worshiper, took over as the person in charge, leaving the position of Celestial Master temporarily vacant.
The Celestial Masters of the past dynasties have always been the orthodoxy of the Zhang family. With all the current Celestial Masters and candidates for the next generation of Celestial Masters missing, the Celestial Master's Mansion has in recent years chosen a disciple of the Zhang family to establish the throne. It is the words of the Heavenly Master.
Really, Tianshi Mansion can no longer continue like this.
In this way, when Zhang Zifan and Wen Tao arrived at the mountain gate of Tianshi Mansion, there was no one to protect the mountain.
All you can see is the endless bluestone steps from the gatehouse in front of the mountain gate.
"Brother Zhang, the Tianshi Mansion is ahead. The truth of what His Highness said may be revealed."
Wen Tao and Zhang Zifan were both on horseback. They turned their heads and just watched Zhang Zifan make a dull sound.
Zhang Zifan frowned. He hid his whereabouts from Li Siyuan. If he knew that he came to find his biological parents, he didn't know what would happen...
At this moment, after hearing Wen Tao's voice, he came back to his senses and smiled apologetically.
"In that case, let's go up the mountain first..."
When the two of them were dismounting together, they heard a sound coming from the mountain in front of them.
Looking up, I saw a woman in a long yellow dress, surrounded by many figures in Taoist robes, coming down.
Apparently, both parties saw each other at the same time.
Wen Tao was slightly surprised. He recognized that the woman in yellow clothes was Xu Huan, the wine worshiper, but if it was based on the information His Highness said.
Zhang Zifan's biological mother is not her...
