Kaolin Flower Raiders Guide

However, flaws can never be used as evidence. Lu Xiao lived her life as usual, trying her best to play the role of a young and immature new official.

Counting the days, Lu Xiao took a pen and wrote two letters, one of which was to report her safety and sent it to Ning Huai.In addition to declaring safety, the other letter implicitly mentioned my doubts a few days ago, and put Qi Jiansi in it.

But a few days later, Xiao Ye Zi held the letter in his arms and handed it to him. Lu Xiao reached out to take it, and asked, "There is only one reply letter?"

Xiao Ye Zi nodded obediently, and Lu Xiao spread out the letter paper. The immature and shallow lower script was written by Ning Huai, who was not good at calligraphy.The content of the letter was quite satisfactory, it was nothing more than young master Ning complaining that Beijing was boring, without him as a company, father even found a reason to detain him at home to study, very sad.

Lu Xiao was in a daze with the pen in her hand, and wrote back the letter unhurriedly, then took out another piece of paper.This time he went to the post station in person, with only two or three guards with him, and delivered the reply letter to the messenger, without mentioning another letter, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, please make another trip."

As soon as he returned to the mansion, he called Xiao Ye Zi to ask: "Has the guard Zhao left the mansion?"

Yesterday he wrote down his recent situation on the flower paper in a few words, sealed it in wax pills, and then called a simple and honest guard, ordering him to leave through the side door when he leaves the mansion tomorrow, and must send it to Chang'an Qi Mansion, and Mr. Qi will accept it in person before he can come back .

There was an undercurrent surging inside, and she had to pretend nothing happened on weekdays. Lu Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the guards had left the city.

After suddenly being idle, Lu Xiaofang took a moment to catch his breath and knocked on the door of Lu Xuehen's room.He specially chose a bedroom for Lu Xuehen which was farthest from the main hall, so that he could rest at ease.

Well, Yunzhou can be regarded as half of Lu Xiao's hometown, a place he can see as soon as he opens his eyes.It has been a month since he settled down in Yunzhou Mansion, and he has only wandered around the city with Lu Xuehen two or three times. Today he has some free time, so he inevitably thinks about the past.Lu Xiao closed the pages of the book that were blown up by the wind for him, and sighed: "Ten years away, brother, let's go to Fufeng Mountain to have a look."

Fufeng Mountain, two miles outside of Yunzhou City, is where Lu Xiao and his wife lived.As for the neighboring town, he couldn't remember whether it was called Luoyun or Luoyu.

Lu Xuehen's face froze slightly, and he nodded immediately.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the rays of light rest at the foot of the mountains.Ten years have passed by calmly, and when I revisit the old place, it is rare that the face of the person has not changed, and the peach blossoms trembled, and they can't wait to bloom.

The wooden house is still the same wooden house. After ten years of wind and rain, there has never been a single trace on the eaves.The furnishings inside the house are still the same, only a thick layer of dust clearly tells the visitors that this place has been deserted for many years.

Lu Xiao was still young at that time, and for the convenience of taking care of the little doll, Lu Xuehen chopped wood and made a simple cot next to him.Lu Xiao often climbed onto her brother's couch when she fell asleep, the small ball didn't take up any space, and Lu Xuehen let him cling to her with half resignation and half-compromise.

Now that Lu Xiao saw the wooden bed again, she might have to bend her long legs to lean on it reluctantly.

There is an idle field behind the house, which was once full of greenery many years ago, but now it is empty with broken soil, which is incompatible with the green hills on both sides.

As the sky darkened, Lu Xiao's mood gradually eased, and she boarded the carriage with Lu Xuehen, and rushed back to the city before dark.The two were chatting in the compartment, when they suddenly heard the coachman scream, Xiao Yezi lifted half of the curtain to reveal a frightened little face: "My lord, there seems to be a dead person on the ground!"

Lu Xiao's eyelids twitched, before Little Ye Zi could take out the footstool, Lu Xiao had already jumped out of the carriage.

The guard on the left rushed up and turned the man over, revealing a face that everyone present had seen before.Lu Xiao's eyes darkened, and a guard quickly checked the man's breath, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, there is treasure and energy! He's not dead yet!"

This person was Zhao Youbao, the bodyguard sent by Lu Xiao to deliver the letter. Lu Xiao stepped forward and poked into Zhao Youbao's lapel, took out a wax pill, and put it back in the sleeve calmly.

Lu Xuehen also got out of the car at some point, lowered her eyes and said, "Xiao'er, is this from the house?"

Lu Xiao: "It's a guard in the mansion. I ordered him to send a letter to Chang'an yesterday. I don't know who stopped him here."

Wearing a white shirt, Lu Xuehen didn't care about the dirt and mess at all, and leaned over to check Zhao Youbao's pulse: "It's true that he still has breath, but he just fell asleep at the moment."

Two guards carried the half-dead Zhao Youbao back to the mansion, and Lu Xiao asked Xiao Yezi to guard outside the study, holding the wax pill between her fingers.A small piece of flower paper is still inside, and the wax pellets are also intact.In fact, he only reported safety in a few words in this letter, and did not mention the Yunzhou government office. Sending Zhao Youbao to deliver the letter single-handedly was just throwing stones to ask for directions.

He did get the result, and he got off to a bad start.

A clear and crisp child's voice sounded through the carved wooden door: "Master, the eldest son is here to look for you."

Lu Xiao put away the wax pills, stood up and opened the door for Lu Xuehen.Lu Xuehen looked worried: "Xiao'er, I just came from the guard's room."

Lu Xiao raised her eyes in surprise, with a look of anger: "My brother is really a bodhisattva, he cares so much about someone who hasn't said a few words."

"Xiao'er, I want to say that the guard is still sleeping," Lu Xuehen looked at him firmly, "the pulse condition is exactly the same as yours on the third day of the twelfth lunar month."

Lu Xuehen threw a huge rock in his heart, which made his thoughts complicated for a while, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.It doesn't matter if the letter cannot be delivered, this matter coincides with the Liangzi formed in Chang'an.However, there was no connection between the two, Lu Xiao had no clue, countless thoughts formed a cobweb, covering her heart in a mess.

In the evening of the next day, Zhao Youbao opened his eyes.

Lu Xiao stood in front of the bed, Zhao Youbao hurriedly got up and saluted.Lu Xiao told him not to be too polite, just tell him what happened when he left the city three days ago.Zhao Youbao, a burly man, showed embarrassment on his face, scratched his head and said, "My lord, this subordinate passed out for some reason. He was fine before leaving the mansion, but just after he rode his horse for a mile, this subordinate's mind became chaotic. It was like a set, and he fell unconscious after running a few steps."

He insisted on lifting the quilt, knelt down and pleaded guilty: "My lord, please punish this subordinate severely! This subordinate failed to complete the task, ran away and lost his horse, and still can't explain why, this subordinate is ashamed of Mr. Lu!"

Zhao Youbao has always been simple and honest, otherwise Lu Xiao would not have picked him from a group of guards to deliver the letter.The man in front of him really didn't look like he was lying, Lu Xiao sighed: "You should rest well, I will make my own decision on this matter, and I don't blame you."

Zhao Youbao kowtowed repeatedly, but Lu Xiao couldn't stop him, so he didn't stay here anymore.

He obviously took the same medicine as Lu Xiao's by mistake before leaving the mansion, and fell into a coma shortly after leaving the city.What happened three days ago, if Lu Xiao asked and interrogated in the government office, there would definitely be a lot of trouble, and there would be no result.But who is blocking his private letters, and what is the relationship between the blocking person and Cao Qingyun, or Cao Fuzhong, the second prince.The second prince has clearly gone to Wanzhou, and it is even more impossible to free up his hands to torment him.

Lu Xiao couldn't figure it out, and waved away the doubts in her mind. The only thing she can be sure of now is that there must be something wrong with this Yunzhou government office.Moreover, the inner ghost in the government office is deliberately trying to prevent him from contacting Chang'an, and the official post and private two roads are blocked.

Xiao Ye Zi came in with tea, the little boy Tong didn't know what Lu Xiao was upset about, but he could always sense that the master was in a mood and wanted to make him happy: "My lord, this is the new mille-feuille made by the back chef, try it stop."

Lu Xiao has never been angry with her appetite, so she twirled one casually, but before she tasted it, she froze for a moment.He slowly brought up a smile, let the sweet breath linger in his mouth, and swept away his sorrowful face: "Little Ye Zi, this mille-feuille is well made, tell the chef to make some more tomorrow."

Seeing the smile on his face, Xiao Ye Zi happily responded, "Hey, the servant is going!"

What Ning Huai likes to watch most is market talk, in which there are many kinds of strange skills and tricks.Ning Guogong naturally forbids him to read these miscellaneous books, and Ning Huai's treasures are all placed on Lu Xiao's bookshelf.Lu Xiao was usually bored, and often followed Ning Huai to read the miscellaneous books. After he left, those books were left at Chang'an's home, and Ning Huai also left a bunch of house keys.

The mille-feuille served reminded Lu Xiao that a book he had read recorded many tasteless objects, such as gray pottery cups, Xuanxian money, etc., which were exquisite in style but useless.It is also mentioned that the paper is cut to make a sandwich.

Lu Xiao was not sure whether Ning Huai could understand what he meant, but there were still a few days before Ning Huai replied, leaving enough time for him to test whether this method was feasible.

The paper was already light and thin, so Lu Xiao tried her best to recall the steps recorded in the book. First, she found a bowl of cold water, soaked the letter paper, and gently cut the paper with the blade.During the period, nearly a hundred sheets of letter paper alone were soaked. Lu Xiao stayed in the study all day long, and the sky paid off, and finally taught him to divide the letter paper into two.

Lu Xiao didn't dare to take any risks, fearing that adding another paper would make the paper thicker and cause suspicion, so she wrote on one of the papers: "Dear Ning Huai, while waiting for the reply, my brother and I went to find the old paper. I have a lot of feelings in my heart. After being entangled in mundane affairs, I finally received a reply letter, and I had to say something. Erlang must know that everything the Duke does is because he cares about you, so he must practice calligraphy and study seriously. Before he knew it, Chang'an Changed into the old place, and left Chang'an for nearly two months, only a few words to Erlang can comfort me. I hope to return to Chang'an in the near future and reunite with my friends. I will also present two pieces of brocade, which can be used as a bed curtain or as a gift. Make a quilt."

Lu Xiao couldn't bear to read it a second time, so she quickly printed three ink dots on another thin paper. After the ink was completely dry, she used paste to combine the two thin papers into one again.From the appearance, it is indeed a piece of ordinary letter paper, no one can see the ingenuity in it.

He prayed to God and worshiped Buddha in his heart, hoping that Ning Huai could understand the meaning of this letter that was not in his tone at all.

This time it was still the official post, Xiao Ye Zi's thin body was holding a cloth package, which contained Yunzhou's unique brocade, and handed it to the post envoy together with the letter.Lu Xiao let out a long breath, and hoped that it could be sent out smoothly this time.

I don’t know if I’m not a magistrate, but I don’t know who the local snake is. I thought I would be more comfortable when I went to the place without having to go to court every day. Now that I’m in prison, I know that there is a strong dragon in Chang’an.

Ningfu.

Ning Erlang, who was absent-minded, practiced big characters every day as usual, Xiaotang walked in with a smile: "Young master, don't be so sullen, Mr. Lu has brought two brocades in addition to the letter this time."

Young Master Ning took the letter without saying a word, but after reading it, he didn't smile as much as the previous two times, and his face was even a little stiff.Xiaotang saw that his expression was in a trance, and said worriedly: "Young master, don't be sad, you will always meet Mr. Lu again."

Ning Huai lost his mind in a daze, and said for a while, "Xiao Tang'er, take a look at the contents of this letter."

Xiaotang could read a few words, but how dare he overstepped the rules, and immediately took a few steps back: "Young Master, stop joking, if Master and Madam find out, you will definitely reward the slave."

"It's okay, Qingzhu and you are the only ones in this room, no one will know," Ning Huai insisted on letting him see, "You'll know when you see it."

Xiaotang tremblingly took the letter paper, and after a few breaths, he showed the same expression as Ning Huai.

Ning Huai murmured: "This is Ah Xiao's handwriting..."

Xiaotang was shocked: "But it's not like Mr. Lu at all..."

The master and servant looked at each other speechlessly, Ning Huai stared at the letter in a daze, rubbing it over and over for a long time.Suddenly screamed out, four servants opened the door and rushed in, Ning Huai said awkwardly: "It's okay, I accidentally wrote something bad, you go out."

Perhaps it was because Lu Xiao was inexperienced, the letter paper that had been cut and re-glued was not found at the post station, so she insisted on wandering all the way to Chang'an, and a hole was torn in Ning Huai's hands.If Lu Xiao knew that Ning Huai had forgotten about that book a long time ago, and discovered such a clever trick by accident, she would have to thank God for going to the Bodhisattva Temple to fulfill her wish.

Ning Huai carefully cut open the two layers of letter paper along the traces, light mortar stuck to them, and there were only three ink dots on the hard-won second layer of paper!At this time, Ning Huai was confused and confused, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Lu Xiao's gourd.

He gently picked up the thin paper with only three ink dots, checked it over and over again, and even wanted to take a teapot over to wet the paper to see if lines of writing would emerge like the words written in the script.

Ning Huai stroked his forehead, and casually slapped the tissue paper on the table, overlapping with another layer, he suddenly saw the ink dots reflected on the pretentious letter, the three ink dots corresponded to the three large characters.

Find, know, give.

Who is Zhiyu?

Ning Huai vaguely felt that the name seemed familiar. He had already put down the pen and paper, and suddenly heard the knock on the door. He hurriedly stuffed the letter under the book and pressed it, pretending to be still practicing calligraphy.Ning Du knew that his younger brother was being lazy again at a glance. Ning Huai flattened the rice paper and looked at his elder brother anxiously: "Brother, you have been staring at me practicing calligraphy all day, and you don't spend much time with sister-in-law."

"If you can pay more attention, your father and brother won't just stare at you." Ning Du looked at him sideways, with a stack of papers scattered from his sleeve, "This is an article written by Qi Jiansi in the past two years. I specially asked him to come here, you have nothing to do, you can read more about it, and don't use your power to practice calligraphy."

Ning Huaihan took it with a smile, and while listening to Ning Du rambling about him, he read the articles about Public Enemy, a son of a family of the same age.

"Zhiyu has a good handwriting. No matter how many students want to write a copy, they can't ask for it. Don't..."