The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

In the evening, Xuanlong sent Hua Jue out of the hospital.Hua Jue looked at the black-haired man in black in front of her, and stretched out her hand to pass something over.The relic lay in his palm, exuding a dark golden light.

"Are you really going to tell him his fate?" Xuan Long took the relic and asked.

Hua Jue looked inside the door of the house, and the spherical phoenix was still not released after telling the story, and was still firmly stuck to the table, unable to move.He said: "I want to ask Mr. Sang and the city lord first. If I can find out about this without using a judge's pen, then I don't need it."

Xuan Long said: "If you don't want to tell his fortune, I'll just drive that bad-haired parrot away."

Hua Jue shook her head.His eyes fell on the relic again, and the verdict filled with cinnabar was dark red, exuding a disturbing and gloomy atmosphere.The verdict engraved on it made him confirm again and again that this is indeed the brushwork of only those who hold the judge's pen. He vaguely felt that this relic was inextricably linked with Phoenix's previous life and the judge's pen.

But when asked about the little phoenix, it only said that it used to be his personal item, and it didn't know what words were engraved on the relic.

This is where Hua Jue hesitated. Once he misses the opportunity to seek to be involved in it, he will probably never know. He doesn't want to guard a dangerous treasure day after day.Not only for Xuanlong's eyes, but also for himself.

Hua Jue went out and ran straight to the City Lord's Mansion opposite.Xuanlong put away the relics he gave, and went back to the house to feed Hua Dabao a few dried fish, then asked Little Fenghuang: "You want some too?"

Little Fenghuang was very angry: "Our Phoenix is ​​not as careless as a long worm like you. We only eat bamboo fruits! Do you know the bamboo fruits!"

"Oh." Xuanlong replied, and then threw the dried fish into his mouth to chew and eat, "There are no bamboos, we only have stones here, please feel wronged."

Little Phoenix hummed in anger, buried her head under her wings and refused to move.After a while, it suddenly said: "Hello."

Xuanlong didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Aren't you curious? I heard that in order to follow a person, you did not hesitate to ascend after a hundred years and suffered for decades. How can you be sure that the person you found now is the reincarnation of that person? "Little Phoenix's eyes rolled, revealing a trace of cunning: "I also heard that Hua Jue's horoscope does not match what you remember, does it?"

"Shut up." Xuanlong said, "We don't need outsiders to intervene in our affairs."

"Yo yo, are you guilty? Are you shaken?" Little Phoenix didn't pay attention to Xuanlong's answer at all, and seemed a little happy: "I wanted to find him 19 years ago, before he was born at that time Well, you are still a little dragon that hasn’t come out of the hole. You really don’t want to... Go back to 19 years ago and see, what did the person you were looking for do after leaving you?”

Xuanlong was silent for a while.

Fenghuang waited, and after a while he finally said something: "Since he didn't tell me, I don't need to know."

"Really?" Little Phoenix asked slowly, but then said nothing more.This Phoenix chattered a lot at Hua Jue's place, and now seemed to be eyeing Xuanlong again.It buried itself with its wings, found a comfortable position lying down on the table, and fell asleep.

Hua Dabao's snoring on the bed was very even, only Xuanlong sat alone at the table, quietly looking at the lit oil lamp, the wick was almost burnt out, but he seemed to have forgotten to pick it out with a needle, just Let it carry a small, shaking flame, and after burning for a while, it went out with a puff.The room was back in darkness.

Hua Jue sat at the table in an orderly manner, holding a cup of tea in his hand, but he didn't dare to drink it at all.Mr. Sang was not there, and the host of Jiangling City Lord was the one who entertained him. After hearing his intentions, he asked his servants to search for relevant news files, and then continued to concentrate on handling official duties.

The face of the city lord remained the same for thousands of years, whether it was calm or frosty, Hua Jue didn't know if he was bothering others.Although the city lord ordered him to find a few books to pass the time, Hua Jue didn't even dare to turn the pages. He thought it was the best policy not to make any irrelevant noises, lest he would be thrown out by the city lord by the collar... He was gently carried several times as a child.

Hua Jue waited until his legs were numb, and only then did he see the city lord finished flipping through the last letter, got up and changed him a cup of warm tea: "It's been a while, there might not have been in the county annals 19 years ago, come here Come with me and look for it."

Hua Jue hurriedly followed.The study in the city lord's mansion is as big as ten of his courtyards. There is a special person who handles the case and is responsible for tidying up and cleaning it every day.Hua Jue looked around and saw the city lord went straight to a small dark corner. After looking around for a while, he took out a book and flipped through it: "This is it."

Hua Jue plucked up the courage to ask: "The county annals... will there be records of the movement of people in the music workshop?"

The city lord said: "No. Originally, I could help you mobilize the roster that Lefang filed in Situ Mansion in Beijing, but it will take a few days. Since you are in a hurry, and you said that there is a prince involved in it, I will take a look Who were the princes who were stationed in Jiangling 19 years ago, just check one by one... I really don't remember much about what happened 19 years ago."

Hua Jue secretly calculated the ages of the city lord and Mr. Sang.Jiangling is quiet and peaceful, several generations of city lords have been from the Xie family, and the current city lord has just taken over his father's mantle, but he has been sent out to fight with the army until he was 15 years old, so it can barely be counted as taking over the entire Jiangling halfway.In those years when the war disaster was the worst in the previous generation, the vassal princes and civil servants who sat on the ground came and went, countless, not only the Xie family.

"From the 27th to the 30th year of Zhenying, King Ziyang led troops to garrison Jiangling, and Jiangling was fine." The city lord read, pointing to the line of words for Hua Jue: "I read, 20 years ago, only this person , you want to know about him?"

Hua Jue said: "Well... it should be him."

"I seem to have a little impression of this person." The city lord pondered, and suddenly heard the door of the study opened again, and a familiar voice sounded behind them: "Prince Ziyang? I remember him. Nian Ping An, but he was ambushed on the way of the class teacher, and he was killed by someone. He was still young when he died, and there were no wives and concubines in the family. Why did you think of checking him?"

The accountant appeared at the door, dressed in unlined clothing, closed the door behind him, and walked towards them.

"Really?" said the city lord. "If you want to hide it, you can come over and help find it."

Mr. Sang rubbed his temples, and carefully recalled: "It shouldn't be wrong... You forgot, we have an old friend with him. Although it was just a one-sided relationship, that person is quite good, but his life is too short."

Mr. Sang did not say what kind of old friend.But Hua Jue listened carefully later, and learned that their impression of King Ziyang also stopped here, no different from what was written in the county annals: this man led troops to Jiangling at the age of 22, left at 25, was attacked and killed on the road, and was later sealed No mention of his private life, my lord.

There was only one point that caught Hua Jue's attention: the county annals said that King Ziyang's "commentary on Wei Ran's style, and his deeds of chaos and injustice" seemed to imply something. It seems that it is not impossible to see Fenghuang, who was the top player at the time, in Jiangling Music Square.

Hua Jue was a little disappointed after going around so many circles, but still didn't get any valuable information.At this time, the city lord said: "There is another possibility, 20 years is neither long nor short, and the records that should exist should not disappear. If the county annals don't mention it, it may not be found in other places. I just listen to you According to the saying, that the file of the top card was taken away by someone, it is very likely that King Ziyang did it... If it is indeed him who killed the person, then it makes sense."

"It's hard to say that it's not such a glorious thing for a prince to redeem his body for a famous prostitute. He may have destroyed his previous traces in order to let the top man change his name and surname and start a new life. "

The city lord and Mr. Sang were having a serious discussion, but Hua Jue himself couldn't say anything.He went over his train of thought, but he didn't find any inconsistency between this matter and what Fenghuang told him.At present, although the phoenix is ​​domineering and arrogant, and has fallen into the devil several times, the wish to ask him for fortune-telling does not seem to be fake.

He thanked the city owner and Mr. Sang.Mr. Sang teased him: "Little Hua'er, are you going to Dali Temple?" He just scratched his head shyly and smiled.Before leaving, Hua Jue's eyes accidentally glanced at a certain book next to the pile of county annals, and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

It was also a county chronicle, on which was written "Xingzhou County Chronicle and the Compilation and Examination of the Personnel of the Household Department". He suddenly remembered what Xuan Long had said when he came to him.

"His name is Ning Qing, he is from Xingzhou."

Hua Jue reached out and took out the heavy book, and carefully carried it into her arms: "City Master, can I borrow this book?"

"Okay, you can borrow it for as long as you want. They are old things." The city lord waved his hand, didn't care, and sent him out with Mr. Sang.

When Hua Jue returned home with the book in her arms, she found that the room was pitch black, and Xuan Long was sitting at the table in a daze, not knowing what to think.

He fumbled over to light the lamp, and looked at Xuanlong: "You are stupid, why are you in a daze?"

Xuan Long seemed to be aware of his return at this moment: "It's okay."

Hua Jue sat down beside him, then bent down to light the charcoal basin, and when the heat came up suddenly, he relaxed for a while, stretched out his warm fingers to poke the bird, and poked Fenghuang awake.

Little Phoenix stared at him with dark eyes.

Hua Jue coughed, "I'll tell your fortune for you."

Xuanlong's expression was a little surprised at that moment, and he frowned at the same time, as if he didn't understand why he made such a decision, but he didn't say anything.Little Phoenix didn't react much, as if he was determined to win his decision: "I'll just say, I won't lie to you, think about it, you changed the life of this dragon, and nothing major happened, right?" He glanced at Xuan Long teasingly: "He still likes you so much that he doesn't know what to do."

Hua Jue was a little at a loss: "Ah, this... let's get down to business."

He took a piece of paper and spread it on the table, wrote the word "Fenghuang" with a judge's pen, and then dripped a drop of blood on it.Before he said anything, the little phoenix had already spat twice on the paper very quickly, spitting out blood.The blood of human and demon is fused, dyed into the most bizarre ink pen.Hua Jue felt a surge of dizziness at this moment. Unlike the last time when he showed Xuanlong's fate, this time the time seemed to slow down infinitely. It was no longer a replay like a carousel, but like... , experienced another person's life.

Hua Jue opened her eyes, and saw that she was wearing a blood-red long gown with emerald pearls and jade hanging on it, but her hair was not pulled up, and three thousand blue silks were loosely flowing down.This is not his home, he hesitated for a while, and then confirmed that this should be Jiangling 20 years ago.

But it felt... a little too weird.

He saw a bronze mirror by his hand, and hurriedly grabbed it to take a look, but was stunned when he saw it——

That was not Fenghuang's face, but his own.

He is already familiar with the surrounding scene, he is in Jiangling Music Square.He once sat in the same room and flipped through the roster of Huanguan 20 years ago, looking for Fenghuang's previous life.It's just different from what Hua Jue saw at the time, the layout here is newer and more luxurious, only the location has not changed, and the entire Jiangling scenery can be seen from the window.It is said that what he saw was Fenghuang's previous life, so why should it not be his own face, why is it different this time from the last time he showed Xuanlong his fate?

"Brother, your guest is here." At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange voice from outside the door, reminding him to get ready: "It's Lord Ziyang, you should clean up quickly."

Hua Jue was taken aback, and suddenly became anxious like an ant on a hot pot: Since he is not the rightful owner, how should he deal with his sweetheart?

At this time, do they know each other or not?Have you met?Sleep... have you ever slept?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he didn't have time to think about why the judge's pen went wrong this time.There is no Fenghuang around him, let alone other people. He was not born 20 years ago, and there is no one who can help him.

At this moment, the door was pushed open by someone, and there was a creaking sound. He was startled again, looked around but couldn't find a place to hide, and was finally hugged firmly by the person who walked in. full of heart.

"Why don't you come out to pick me up?" A voice sounded above his head, very familiar.

Hua Jue boldly looked up and saw... Xuanlong's face.

The man stared at him motionlessly, with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

The author has something to say: 1. Enter v this Friday, and the author will come up with a big chapter after the exam. Thank you for your support.

2. Bug correction: The previous article mentioned that Mr. Sang "stands just after passing", the author thought about the timeline and changed it to around 35 years old.