The thoughts of the wild Taoist have nothing to do with Su Ziji.
The ox cart stopped for a moment. Su Ziji got out of the car and sent the driver with money. He saw Ye Buhui coming out to welcome him. Su Ziji had something in mind and immediately said to Ye Buhui: "Buhui, pack your things." , we went home immediately, took care of the housework, and then went to Beijing to take the exam!
Ye Buhui was shocked when she heard this. She stared at Su Ziji and asked, "Husband, what happened?"
Such a reaction was not unexpected by Su Ziji.
Su Ziji didn't want Buhui to get involved in the incident. He knew too much and didn't have the strength to solve it. Instead, there would be one more person to worry about. Why bother?
"I'm going to Beijing to take the exam. The waterway from Shuanghua Mansion to the capital is not direct. You have to walk ashore for a while. It's almost early winter. If you can arrive before the cold winter, you don't have to suffer on the road."
"If it hadn't been for all the things that happened this year and it was really too late, I should have taken you out some time ago."
"That's it." Ye Buhui didn't say whether he believed it or not, and nodded: "Then I'll pack my luggage now."
"Actually, there's no need to be in such a hurry." Su Ziji hurriedly stopped her.
After the initial anxiety has subsided, I am no longer in a hurry, at least not for a day or two.
"It has been raining before, so the Su family's ancestral tombs could not be moved. Now it has finally cleared up. I will move the Su family's ancestral tombs in the past two days before leaving."
"This is what it should be." Ye Buhui agreed. She also knew that the Su family's ancestral graves had been dug. However, when her eyes fell on Su Ziji's robe, her eyes froze.
Su Ziji looked down following her gaze and found a stain of blood. He quickly explained: "Don't worry, maybe it was accidentally stained on the road. It's not that I was injured... I'll change it right now."
"Husband." After taking a few steps, Ye Buhui called from behind.
When Su Ziji looked back, the little girl frowned slightly, almost pleading, and her bright and clear eyes seemed to reflect only Su Ziji.
"Promise me that no matter what you do, you will always take care of your own safety first."
"Are you talking about this all of a sudden?"
Su Ziji was silent for a moment, couldn't help but laugh, turned around a few steps, took Ye Buhui into his arms, stroked her hair, and comforted her in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, you're here. I have a family and a job now. How can I act impulsively and not think about the consequences?"
"Buhui guessed it." When he went to change into clean clothes, Su Ziji sighed, not knowing whether he should blame himself for neglecting this girl recently.
Recalling Ye Buhui's various reactions during this period, he had to admit that even though he tried his best to hide it and did not intend to let Buhui take risks, Buhui had probably guessed a few things based on the meager clues.
Such a keen intuition, which is almost instinctive, may not be available to an ordinary bookstore daughter.
If his bloodline comes from the previous dynasty, then what did it come from that Zheng Chao mistakenly thought was the bloodline of the current prince?
The answer is self-evident.
But from Uncle Ye's instructions and behavior before his death, it can be seen that the person who truly loved Buhui, who was more of a biological father than a biological father, did not want Buhui to return to the court as a bloodline of the prince of this dynasty.
I don’t know what the prince is involved in, so he is so taboo.
Su Ziji looked at the light outside the window and sighed softly. With his unrepentant cleverness, although it was impossible to know about the prince's bloodline, he still smelled the danger.
A lively, cheerful little girl with simple happiness, although she looks much gentler and considerate now, she looks more like she is worried and uneasy.
"Maybe I should find a chance to have a good talk with Buhui."
"strangeness."
There are few people stopping at the small island in the lake. It is a simple Taoist temple, although it is not big. In addition to the main hall, there are six wing rooms, shaded by trees, and vegetable gardens and farmland in front and behind the door. It seems to be a place for worship. Tian, surrounded by lush bamboos, is very quiet.
At this time, Cao Yiyan was sitting cross-legged on the futon, doing his daily homework. However, he had just entered meditation today and felt restless. He opened his eyes with a solemn expression.
"What happened? Could it be that something happened to Liu Zhan?" As soon as this idea emerged, it was immediately rejected by Cao Yiyan.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it." With Liu Zhan's cultivation, even if he encounters several big monsters, he won't be robbed. At least he can leave without any problem.
Cao Yiyan couldn't help but concentrate on calculating, but his eyes were covered by a layer of thick fog. He was not proficient in divination, so he gave up.
But somewhere, there was a feeling that Cao Yiyan couldn't ignore.
"It seems like something is missing suddenly. Could it be that there was a mistake when seizing a certain Wei clan?"
This is not impossible. His subordinates are making plans all the time, and he is in charge of the overall situation behind the scenes. If something goes wrong below, it is possible for it to be reported here.
"It seems that we need to ask immediately. At this critical moment, nothing can go wrong." Cao Yiyan thought about getting up and going out.
At this moment, rapid footsteps came from outside.
"Master, something happened!" A Taoist priest came over, bowed deeply and said anxiously.
"What's going on?" Thinking it was an ominous premonition, Cao Yiyan came out immediately, but the news he got was completely different from what he imagined.
"There is movement in the underground hall. The villain dare not open it. Please ask the real person to go and deal with it."
Cao Yiyan's face suddenly turned pale, and without saying a word, he walked past, entered the back hall, opened the secret room, and went down the steps.
Because the island is surrounded by water, the basement is not big, and it is also very dank and dark. After lighting the candles, I saw a tablet. If you look closely, you will find that each tablet is painted with dragon patterns. It carries a posthumous title, but it is the dragon tablet of emperors of all dynasties.
Cao Yiyan kowtowed quickly and stood up to see a tablet in the middle emitting a faint red light.
"Emperor Wei Shizu's dragon tablet is glowing?" Cao Yiyan was surprised, but also took it for granted that the world of the Wei Dynasty was not unified in the hands of Taizu, but was unified after Taizong, but in the third generation of Emperor Shizu.
Wei Shizu reformed the ancestral system and established the one-emperor-one-yuan system. He worked hard to expand the territory and expand the territory. He also recuperated and revived culture and education. It was called the governance of landscape in history. It can be said that Wei Shizu was the first among the Wei emperors.
The dragon tablet of Wei Shizu glowed red, which was a sign of Wei's recovery. However, he carried out the plan, silently prayed to his ancestors, killed twenty-eight bloodlines of the Wei clan, and absorbed the luck, but he did not let the dragon tablet go. Glowing, why did the Dragon Tablet react suddenly at this moment?
Or was it after having an unlucky premonition just now?
No, the hunch I had just now was actually not the bad thing I thought, but the resurgence of Wei Dynasty, which shocked me. This is a great thing!
Cao Yiyan's mind was racing, and he bowed deeply again, his voice choked with sobs: "Sun Chen, Sun Chen knows that his sins are serious, but as long as he returns to the Wei Dynasty, he will have no regrets even after nine deaths. I hope my ancestors will help me!"
