She married a dying prince and she won three babies.

"Master, is there any way to defeat the enemy?" Yu Yuanzheng asked after calming himself down, but his throat was tight.

She didn't dare to think about what would happen to their family if that day really came, and what would happen to her children?

My father and husband will surely die on the battlefield.

How could a little girl like her have a chance of survival in these troubled times?

She shuddered at the thought.

"Yes, and the solution is in the iron box in Prince Rong's Mansion." Master Mingwu said with a smile.

After hearing this, Yu Yuanzheng did not relax.

"But, Master, no one can open that iron box." She felt that what Master Mingwu said was equivalent to saying nothing.

"I read another fortune-teller two months ago, and someone in Prince Rong's mansion can open it."

"Who?" Yu Yuanzheng asked impatiently.

My father had said this before, so he placed the iron box in the place where children often play in the main courtyard, hoping that one of the children would be lucky enough to dial the correct code by chance.

But Yu Yuanzheng knew that it was too difficult.

The secret of the fourteen-digit number is not that easy. If you try all the permutations and combinations one by one, there will be a trillion numbers, ten to the fourteenth power.

If a person were to try removing all the germs one by one from birth to death, he would probably not be able to finish removing them in his lifetime.

"It's you, the donor." Master Mingwu pointed out with certainty.

"What? Master, are you kidding? I've tried many times, but it didn't open." Yu Yuanzheng couldn't believe it was him.

She had tried it many times when she was in Jingkai City. At first, she was very interested and pulled for a long time, but there was no reaction at all.

Moreover, it would take half a quarter of an hour to change all fourteen numbers each time. The combination lock was a mechanism and was not as easy to remove as the combination locks of later generations.

The ancestors simply wanted to make things difficult for future generations and didn't want anyone to open it.

"Donor, you need to calm down, think slowly, try slowly, instead of blindly picking numbers at random." Mingwu Daming advised patiently.

"Master, do you have any hints?" Yu Yuanzheng suddenly thought of a possibility, whether the ancestors had left a password hint.

"Yes." Master Mingwu gave her hope very straightforwardly.

Master Mingwu got off the bed and took out a long wooden box from the cabinet in the corner.

He took out a long wooden box from inside.

"Donor, this was left by the third generation Prince Rong and Princess Rong.

He once left a message that if anyone among the monks of Huguo Temple could guess who could open the iron box, he should give this to him.

My master was a close friend of the third generation Prince Rong.

Because my master lived a long life, he passed away at the age of 98 and walked behind Prince Rong.

I was fortunate enough to become my master's last disciple, so this thing stayed in my hands.

Please keep it.”

Master Mingwu handed the long wooden box to Yu Yuanzheng.

She took it and looked at it. It was an old wooden box.

There is no lock, it can be opened directly.

Yu Yuanzheng opened it and read it in front of Master Mingwu.

Inside is a scroll.

Take it out and unfold it on the high table.

It was a portrait of a couple in their forties.

The two of them sat side by side, and their attire was clearly that of a prince and princess.

The man was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with gold dragons. The robe had a deep sky blue base and was embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, which was hovering among the clouds, lifelike and demonstrating his supreme status and majesty.

The edge of the robe is inlaid with delicate pearls and gems, sparkling with light.

He wears a crown inlaid with emerald green jade and twelve tassels hanging down, which adds a sense of solemnity and mystery.

He wore a jade belt around his waist, which was engraved with auspicious images of dragons and phoenixes. The jade belt buckle was a piece of finely carved mutton-fat white jade, showing his kingly demeanor.

Looking at the woman again, she was wearing a gorgeous dress embroidered with a phoenix. The dress had a soft rouge red base and was embroidered with a phoenix spreading its wings as if about to fly. The phoenix's feathers were colorful, echoing the prince's five-clawed dragon robe.

Her hair was in a high bun and she wore an exquisite head ornament with a bright pearl in the center, which sparkled like a dewdrop in the morning light, reflecting her gentle and dignified face.

She wore exquisite jade earrings on her ears, and one could seem to hear the clear and pleasant sound, which added a bit of agility and vitality to her solemn face.

This couple, the prince is majestic yet gentle, and the princess is dignified yet gentle.

Yu Yuanzheng was mesmerized by the painting. Although they were a middle-aged couple, one could tell they were a match made in heaven.

There is also a short poem next to it.

red plum

Don’t be jealous of peach and plum trees, as they have different appearances.

It still has the appearance of snow and frost, and is not yet completely red.

Yu Yuanzheng seemed to have read this poem before, but it had been so long that the impression was not very deep, but he must have seen it in his previous life.

This poem shows that among the third generation ancestors, there must be one who traveled through time from later generations.

Since she was not very interested in her ancestors, she only asked her husband a few simple questions.

Now it seems that she has to ask carefully.

What does it mean that this poem is written on this portrait?

There is also a blooming red plum blossom on the iron box.

Is there any connection between these?

For a moment, Yu Yuanzheng couldn't understand it at all.

Recovering his thoughts, Yu Yuanzheng rolled up the scroll and put it back into the box.

"Master, are the people in this painting the old prince and princess from back then?"

"Exactly."

"You can let me take it away, right?" Yu Yuanzheng believed Master Mingwu's words to some extent.

It is impossible for such an enlightened monk to tell lies.

The reason why the master calculated that she could open the iron box was probably because she came from another world.

"Yes, please keep it safe. This is the only clue." Master Mingwu said solemnly.

"Okay, I will keep it well. Master, how did you know that I could open it?" Yu Yuanzheng was a little curious.

After hearing her question, Master Mingwu smiled gently.

"I had already guessed that someone in Prince Rong's Mansion could open the iron box, but I didn't know who it was.

So when you all passed by the door just now, I looked at the faces of each of you, including your children.

Your face looks like that of a wealthy and powerful person, so I dare to guess that it is you.

And when you came in just now, I continued to observe and it was you, there was no mistake.

Because there is a layer of auspiciousness covering your head."

Master Mingwu stroked his beard and said with a smile, his face full of compassion.

"Please open the iron box as soon as possible. Keep the people of Great Wei safe and drive away Canglan."

These words made Yu Yuanzheng feel under tremendous pressure, as if the lives of the people of the entire Wei Dynasty rested on her.

His face instantly turned bad and his mood became even heavier.

"Don't feel too stressed, just let it be." Master Mingwu consoled him again.

"Well, I'll try my best." Yu Yuanzheng thought that her husband might die on the battlefield, so she had to take on this mission no matter what.

She walked out of Master Mingwu's meditation room in a trance, holding the box. Master Huitong, who had just brought her in, was still standing upright outside the door waiting.

"Donor, please." Hui Tong saw her come out and led her back to the original room.

As soon as she left, two people walked into Master Mingwu's meditation room from a side door.

"Master, how is it?"