Chapter 567

"Is that monster hiding in the side hall?" Ling Ziyan doubts.

Huang Jiang didn't say yes or no, just quietly feeling the aura fluctuation in the air.

Its cultivation is not too high, and it can't make a good scene. It's hidden there or just passing by.

But that aura is familiar to it. The aura of ginseng essence!

Ginger is eager to try.

Ling Ziyan naturally won't brush its meaning, found an excuse, went to the side hall, pretended to pass by.

Several long Jin captains saw him go forward to greet him and report the situation during this period.

The princes who stayed in the side hall were divided into several rooms to have a rest. Some of them got along with each other and talked about something in a small voice.

The eighth prince thought about his family. Seeing that the general passed by, he didn't want to miss the chance to make up. He ran out to ask when he could go back to the mansion.

He got a little son just a month ago. He was born by a favorite concubine. Naturally, he thought about it. Although the "old sage" has just gone, it's not appropriate for him to be a son who doesn't say how to do his filial duty for his father, but only cares about his wife and children. However, it's well known that the eighth Prince is lack of strength and careless. He just follows his heart. He is not a hot candidate for the throne. Many ministers won't put weight on him, and even his wife's family doesn't think highly of him In addition, he went to other homes.

The eight princes are happy with what they are doing. They have a lot of fun eating, drinking and fighting. The concubines of beauties are the leaders of the dandies in the capital.

Eight princesses imperial concubine is now what temper all don't have, just ask eight princesses in charge of the power and money in the home, lack of money, simply even the emperor's Royal Highness eat with all dare to fastidious buckle, let alone other enchanting enchanting Ji concubine. The eighth Prince has a good temper. He doesn't dare to fart. In this way, the women in the prince's palace could not stir up because the money and food were in the hands of the princess!

The old sage also felt bad about such a disheartened son. In the old days, the most important thing was to reward a few more money, but he didn't give too much valuable things. Compared with other hard-working princes, eighth Prince is almost the same as little transparent.

The only thing that makes the eighth Prince proud is that he has the most sons and daughters among all the princes!

Now he is less than 30 years old and has 13 children! Compared with the seventh prince, whose backyard is clean and even has not hatched an egg, the eighth Prince feels that he lives much better than the seventh.

Ling Ziyan saw that the eighth prince himself came to ask him questions, but he didn't dare to neglect him. He said, "if your highness misses the princess and the princesses, you can send someone to send a message."

The day before yesterday, the princes and concubines went into the palace with their husbands and cried for fear that they would not be able to withstand their frail bodies, and that such a large mansion also needed to be watched. Instead, they sent these women's families and children out of the palace. It was the ministers and their families who came to cry yesterday, and it's the same today, but they didn't get into the heart nourishing hall, and they were all crying in the open space outside.

With the permission of general Ling, the eighth Prince breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm going to write a letter to you. Please send someone to take this trip for us."

"The eighth Prince is polite." Ling Ziyan arched his hand.

The eighth Prince ran back and took out the letter he had written in advance.

The letter is unsealed. It's a very special time. Let alone the letter to be checked, even the clothes sent by the people in the government have to be carefully searched for fear that We all know this.

Several other princes saw that the eighth Prince did so, and immediately submitted the letter they had prepared to general Ling.

They can't believe others. Who knows which nail it is, but Captain long can still believe it.

Ling Ziyan also knows the thoughts of these dragon and Phoenix grandchildren, so he won't refuse to accept them.

But at this time, the sleeve ginger excitedly play.

Ling Ziyan did not dare to stay and politely said goodbye to the princes. When he got to the place where nobody noticed, he asked quietly, "what's the matter?"

"Which is that thin and weak prince with white face?" Huang Jiang describes each other's image excitedly. "That's the room at the end of the East just now, leaning against reading!"

"The seventh prince?" Ling Ziyan guessed it all at once. "What happened to him?"

Huang Jiang breathed out a sigh and said happily, "he has one of my The smell of old acquaintance Oh, yeah! Found the benefactor! But Huang Jiang left a heart, don't want to tell others, its benefactor is a powerful big monster!

Ling Ziyan looks strange. He communicated with Huang Jiang in a small voice and said, "there is a Qingke in his seventh Highness's house. It is said that he is a master of Feng Shui."

Why? Isn't Feng Shui a Taoist? What does it have to do with it? He doesn't know Taoist!

Huang Jiang secretly secretly Tucao, but did not deny that he did not admit that only seven emperor wearing a ginseng essence to make complaints about the amulet! Is ginseng essence caught by the smelly Taoist and trapped in the prince's mansion?

In fact, this is a misunderstanding of ginger. Ren an didn't make an amulet for the seventh prince. The amulet was made of walnut, but it was the broken root of Ren an's contribution soaked in the tea he drank every day.Ling Ziyan doesn't have much opinion on this matter. After all, the seventh Prince is weak. He used to ask the national master to give him an amulet. Now that the national master is gone, the seventh Prince has invited another Qingke, which is also reasonable.

But, "didn't you find a clue to that monster?" This is what Ling Ziyan really cares about.

Ginger is silent. Its strength is limited. It really doesn't feel the trace of strange monsters around.

Ling Ziyan didn't hold too much hope. After all, he also knew that what he got was just a smart goblin. The other party could block the disaster for him and foresee some bad things in advance. It would be very good if he could avoid and save his life in time.

Just like last year's Dongshou, when he was wrongly imprisoned in the dungeon, it was the ginger that formed a dense net at the entrance of the cave, blocking the wind and snow outside, and even a malicious assassination. As a result, the former Minister of the Ministry of war, Mr. Wang, who was locked in next door with him, had an accident, but he survived.

Ling Ziyan gently patted his sleeve and comforted him: "nothing, it's good that there is no abnormality around." There are many organs in the Imperial Palace, and some of the array is specially aimed at demons and ghosts. Now there is no color change, which means that the demons can't get in.

It's just that there's such a bad thing in the palace, and Ling Ziyan's heart is still a little uneasy.

As a result, he heard a bad news before he handed over the letters to his subordinates.

The king of fortune is on the contrary.