When it comes to business, she is not good at it.
Even if you open a ready-made clothing store, the designs of clothing styles are copied from later generations.
In addition to the ready-made clothing store, Su Yixin could not think of anything else that would be more suitable for this already successful business.
It’s also a good idea to have something to eat and drink.
However, since she has technology to invest in the Tian family, there is no need to steal her own business.
Just when Su Yixin didn't know how to make a decision, Gu Qingjue suddenly came over and showed Su Yixin the letter in his hand.
"Has Zhao Yunliang just left for the imperial mausoleum?"
A few days ago, Gu Qingjue told her about the umbrella that Zhao Yunliang was holding when she went to court.
For a living person, in the pitch black, still holding the umbrella with a black face, Su Yixin had to think too much.
It's not just Su Yixin who thinks too much.
Gu Qingjue must also have doubts, otherwise people would not keep an eye on Zhao Mansion. News of Zhao Yunliang's departure came as soon as he left.
After reading it, Su Yixin returned the letter to Gu Qingjue and expressed the doubts in her heart: "It was several days before Zhao Yunliang went to court. I thought he would leave immediately if the officials agreed to let him go to the imperial mausoleum. Unexpectedly, he would stay in the mansion when he came back. You have to wait a few days before going out. Why?"
Gu Qingjue took the opportunity to sit on the warm couch, took off her shoes, and leaned on the sofa beside her. She couldn't think clearly for a moment.
Su Yixin switched her crossed legs and moved her butt closer to the table on the hot couch. Then analyzed: "Could it be that we are waiting for some special day, but today is Chinese Valentine's Day!"
Zhao Yunliang went to the imperial mausoleum to pay homage to his father, not to have a private meeting with his lover. He went out specifically on the Chinese Valentine's Day.
Gu Qingjue's brows suddenly moved.
"Didn't cousin Xingyu say last time that there was Xuan Bingyu in the imperial mausoleum?"
"Do you suspect that Zhao Yunliang went to the imperial mausoleum for Xuan Bingyu?" Su Yixin took a deep breath: "If it is really for Xuan Bingyu, then the Yin Fire Gourd must be in his hands."
Zhao Yunliang is an ordinary person and cannot steal the Yin Fire Gourd in the palace.
It means that there are experts or monsters around him.
"These are just speculations."
However, this guess is currently the most reliable. The Ghost Festival is coming soon, and the door to hell will be wide open.
The imperial mausoleum will not be peaceful either.
It’s the best time for monsters and ghosts to fish in troubled waters.
The yin-solar umbrella in Zhao Yunliang's hand is the most popular among ghosts during the upcoming Ghost Festival.
If ghosts were stolen from the palace and could be traded with ghosts, the yin-yang umbrella in Zhao Yunliang's hand would be a great temptation.
After all, with it, ghosts can walk freely in the world.
Having said this, Gu Qingjue put his fingers and index fingers to his lips, and made a crisp whistle upward toward the window, which could be transmitted very far using his internal strength.
The whistle fell, about half a stick of incense, and the male falcon appeared.
Gu Qingjue just folded the written note and stuffed it into the special bamboo tube between the male falcon's legs: "Send this letter to Maoze Xingjun quickly."
There is an information gap between Baili Xingyu and them.
He didn't know that Zhao Yunliang had an umbrella, so even if Zhao Yunliang went to the imperial mausoleum at this juncture and Baili Xingyu sent people to keep an eye on him, they wouldn't necessarily suspect Zhao Yunliang.
After all, Zhao Yunliang's reasons are sufficient.
He went to the imperial mausoleum openly.
After receiving Gu Qingjue's letter, Baili Xingyu immediately took Pan Yi'an to the imperial mausoleum to take charge.
When Zhao Yunliang brought Wu Mian to the imperial mausoleum, Baili Xingyu and Pan Yi'an had already entered the imperial mausoleum, and used the tallest building of the imperial mausoleum as the center of the formation to lay down layers of formations.
As long as there are monsters and ghosts approaching, the formation will be triggered.
Everything is arranged and it's almost midnight.
Only then did Zhao Yunliang's carriage arrive at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.
Don’t think that the imperial tombs are just piles of hills.
In fact, it's magnificent.
Not only is it majestic, it’s also extremely large.
The tombs of Taizu, Taizong, and Zhenzong all have the same layout. They are all facing south and are composed of four parts: the upper palace, the palace city, the underground palace, and the lower palace.
There are also monasteries, temples and palaces built around the cemetery.
Because Zhao Yunliang came to pay homage to the eight deceased kings, the place where Baili Xingyu and Pan Yian were guarding was the Yongding Mausoleum.
Here are buried the late Emperor Song Zhenzong, his three queens, and some accompanying ministers.
After the death of the Eight Great Kings, they were also placed in the Yongding Mausoleum.
"Master, we think it's getting late, so let's rest in the bedroom outside for the night, and then go worship the prince tomorrow."
The first place they arrived was the palace.
Zhao Yunliang wanted to say, I have already planned my activities at night, but since I came to the imperial mausoleum on the pretext of paying homage to my father, everything must be done according to the rules.
Wait until dawn tomorrow to worship again.
So the group rested.
Baili Xingyu and Pan Yi'an had been guarding the heights of the imperial mausoleum for a whole night, but there was no movement in the formation they set up.
Pan Yi'an said: "Could it be that we thought wrongly and that he simply came to worship the Eight Kings?"
"It's hard to say now. In short, the person who stole the Yin Fire Gourd should have the ultimate goal of the Xuan Bing Jade in the Imperial Tomb. Regardless of whether it is him or not, we will stay here to guard it during this period."
Pan Yian nodded.
That’s the truth!
Then just keep watch. With the two of them here, even if the Demon Lord comes, it will be impossible for him to sneak into the imperial mausoleum silently.
If it weren’t for the Chinese Valentine’s Day today.
Su Yixin probably couldn't help it and ran to the imperial mausoleum to join in the fun.
Isn't it because Gu Qingjue refused to let him go?
After handling the letter, Gu Qingjue took her to sit on the swing under the grapevine.
"Sit here and wait for me."
Su Yixin looked serious on the surface, but in fact, what she was thinking in her heart was: Sample, I'm just waiting here to see what tricks you can come up with.
Gu Qingjue returned to the bedroom.
The bedroom was pitch black, with no lights on and no sound heard.
Su Yixin was quite calm originally.
But Gu Qingjue went in for a while, but still didn't come out.
No, what's going on? It's so mysterious.
Su Yixin waited patiently for another quarter of an hour, but there was still no sound from the bedroom.
Even the faintest sound of breathing.
Su Yixin's waiting with joy at the beginning turned into worry in the end.
Worried that Gu Qingjue had some physical problem and fainted in the bedroom, Su Yixin suddenly panicked when she thought of this possibility. She flew down from the swing and was swept into the bedroom like the wind.
"Ziyuan."
However, when she entered the bedroom, the dark bedroom suddenly lit up.
There were flowers all around, and Gu Qingjue stood in the middle with a smile, looking at Su Yixin.
Seeing Gu Qingjue standing here properly, Su Yixin's panicked heart still didn't calm down.
Su Yixin ran over and hugged Gu Qingjue tightly.
"Just now, I didn't hear your breathing!"
"Well, I was wondering when you would rush in!"
Su Yixin pressed her face against Gu Qingjue's beating chest and whispered, "So, did you do it on purpose just now?"
