Chapter 312

The man named Yi Shu hooked his glasses under the bridge of his nose, slightly pressed his head, looked up at her, looked up and down at her, as if he could tell what she was thinking at one glance.

"Oh, come on."

There was a golden statue of an owl on the counter. He turned it slightly and saw a crack in the side cabinet.

Wenqiao was a little surprised. He walked with Dong Yao to the bookcase, which turned out to be a darkroom.

After entering the dark room, there were long steps, and then a narrow corridor. A steel door appeared in front of him. Dong Yao opened the door with his hand.

Wenjo couldn't help but make a "Whoa" sound.

It's as if the flowers are bright in the dark, but there is another underground cave.

In the eye is a huge hall, like the old railway station in the Republic of China. Opposite is a huge ancient clock. When he arrived, it was six o'clock in the evening, and the clock went to six -

'dang Dang... " The heavy bells rang and reverberated in the open hall, and wenjo could feel the slight trembling of the steps under his feet.

People come and go in the hall. There are all kinds of shops all around. There are all kinds of rare antiques, rare herbs and many things that Wenqiao has never seen.

People here also look ordinary, that is, walking on the road will not let people see more than two eyes, no matter how they look or wear.

When they opened the door, almost everyone in the hall focused on them. When they came in through this door, it was proved that they were from the Dong family. The underground market was founded by the Dong family. If you look at the two people, they should be young masters and young ladies of the Dong family.

Dong Yao led her down the stairs, but they were not particularly attentive.

Through the crowd, Dong Yao went straight to a cold shop in the southwest corner.

There are two people chatting at the door. One is a young man and the other is an old man with gray hair.

"Is it grandfather Lin?" Dong Yao asked the gray haired old man.

The old man looked back at him: "are you?"

"My grandfather is Dong Yifu."

The old man who called grandfather Lin immediately beamed and said, "Oh, it's Dong's grandson. They're all so big."

"Grandfather Lin, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

Dong Yao looked around. The grandfather Lin traveled from south to north. He had a good understanding of human feelings and said, "go to the flower bed over there."

Wenqiao and Dong Yao followed the old man to the flower bed. It was quiet and there was no one there.

Dong Yao then said, "my grandfather said, you know a disease, that is, one person can't do without another person, right?"

Grandfather Lin looked him up and down, and then looked at the little girl behind him: "what?"

"Dong Yao did not intend to hide, and pulled Wenqiao to him:" she has such a disease. "

grandfather Lin frowned slightly:" what's the details? "

Wenqiao told the old man that he could not leave Fu Nanli for 13 days. The old man's face was rather dignified: "I have heard that my ancestors were palace historians. Of course, it is impossible to record these things in official history, but my ancestors kept an unofficial history record. I found that a concubine must stay with the emperor in order to survive Seven days. It's about like your symptoms. After reading it, I think that my ancestors made up too fake materials. Today I saw you and found out that there are all kinds of strange things in the world. "

Wenqiao's heart suddenly mentioned his throat, and his voice was a little urgent: "what happened to the concubine in the record? Has the disease been solved? "

Grandfather Lin: "well Later he fell out of favor and fell into the cold palace. If he didn't see the emperor, he died miserably. "

Wenjo

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