Yan Zheng hid a few feet on the particularly brightly colored land. The soil was rammed and it was quite strong. It didn't feel soft when it was left, and its feet were a little numb.

Then Yan Zheng summoned the lava giant. Under Yan Zheng's command, the lava giant inserted his hands into the ground. A burst of blue smoke came out. The lava held a large ball of charred soil and reached in front of Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng waved his hand again to cancel the lava.

A giant, a large handful of soil fell from the sky like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

It hit the ground and spread out. A lacquered red box, the size of a palm, lies quietly in the center of the mound of soil. The box is hexagonal, a bit like a music box.

Yan Zheng bent down and picked up the box. Before he opened it, Ermo came up curiously. Even the old man who was trembling with fear at the base of the wall stretched his neck and curiously approached here.

Yan Zheng chuckled and shook his head, and opened the box casually. There was a note in the center of the box, and there was a thing like a black pearl underneath.

Yan Zheng quickly took the note out of the box and quickly closed the box. Before Ermo and Peng Ji could react, they saw something, and their eyes turned black. The box was closed, and only a crisp snap was heard.

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Peng Ji pouted in dissatisfaction and ran to Yan Zheng, pulling the corner of Yan Zheng's clothes and begging curiously: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, show it to me, show it to me~ Let's show it to me!"

Yan Zheng smiled and touched Peng Ji's little head.

"There is nothing inside, just a note~"

While speaking, Yan Zheng calmly put the music box into his cuffs, and flipped his hand and took out the note of the note just now. Peng Ji was immediately attracted by the note and stopped entangled Yan Zheng, and snatched it from Yan Zheng with great enthusiasm.

After passing the note, he spread it and tilted his little head and said:

Wuling is young and gold city in the east, and the white horse in the silver saddle is swaying the spring breeze.

It's poetry, it's poetry~ Peng Ji shouted excitedly, as if she felt extremely proud of her ability to recognize this poem, and was waiting for the praise from the adults.

But Yan Zheng had already fallen into a state of contemplation at this moment and did not hear Peng Ji's cheers at all. Peng Ji glared at Yan Zheng in disappointment, and bulged his cheeks and wanted to step forward to pull Yan Zheng, but was picked up by Ermo halfway.

. Then Ermo made a booing move and said in a low voice: "Don't mess around with you, I haven't seen Your Highness think about the problem!"

Peng Ji said reluctantly, and waited for Yan Zheng to ponder, time passed by minute by minute.

Yan Zheng was trapped in a bitter thought. This poem came from Li Bai's youth journey.

The whole poem is:

He beat Zhu and drank fine wine, sang Yishuimei, passed by Prince Yan, and was in charge of Bingzhou's.

The young man was full of a strong aura and was vigorous and vigorous. He attacked Lu Goujian and fought for the enemy and did not deceive each other.

Wuling is young and gold city in the east, and the white horse in the silver saddle is swaying the spring breeze.

Wherever the fallen flowers stroll, I laughed into the wine shop.

However, Li Bai was a figure in the Li Longji period.

The father of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Li Longji was Emperor Ruizong of Tang, Li Dan, Li Dan was the youngest son of Emperor Gaozong of Tang Li Zhi and Wu Zetian, while Emperor Gaozong of Tang Li Zhi was the third son of Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin and Empress Changsun. Therefore, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Li Longji was Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin

His great-grandson is the great-great-grandson of Emperor Gaozu of Tang Dynasty Li Yuan. It is a perfect time that he has been missing for five generations and has been more than a hundred years!

Even if the Lord of Penglai does not understand human history, he should not make such a low-level mistake, so that Li Bai will be reborn in this era!

So what clues are hidden behind this sentence...

Wuling~?

It should be a place name. If you remember correctly, this place was the tombs of five emperors of the Han Dynasty, so it was named after it. It was the settlement of nobles of the nobles at that time.

Did the Lord of Penglai mean to go to Wuling?

Wait ~ The meaning of these two lines of poetry is that in the east of Jinshi, Chang'an, the noble prince of Wuling rode a white horse with a silver saddle and a face full of spring breeze.

Yan Zheng pondered for a moment and raised his head to Ermo and said, "Which gate is the east gate of Chang'an City?"

Ermo was stunned. The prince of the Tang Dynasty, even Chang'an East Gate, didn't know this. He didn't make people laugh when he said it. Ermo thought about it and then felt relieved. Yan Zheng had lost his memory before, but he could not say even if he forgot.

Accurately, then replied: "Report to the Crown Prince, there are three gates on the east side of Chang'an, namely Tonghua Gate, Chunming Gate, and Yanxing Gate. I don't know which gate your highness is referring to. If you say the east gate of Chang'an, you should

It's Chunmingmen!"

Yan Zheng nodded thoughtfully.

"Where is Jinshi in Chang'an?"

Second end: "Report to Your Highness in the West Market!"

Yan Zheng: "What door is there on the east side of the west city?"

Ermo looked a little embarrassed, as if he was ashamed of Yan Zheng's ignorant question. However, as a housekeeper's good qualities, Ermo returned calmly: "Report to Your Highness, there is no door on the east side of the west city, which is prolonging life,

If you have to talk about the gate of Guangde II, it will be the east gate of the west city!”

Yan Zheng didn't care about the stiff expression on Ermo's face at all. He muttered for a while, raised his head and turned to say, "Which door corresponds to the east side of Anxingfang!"

Ermo continued, "Tonghua Gate!"

"Hiss~"

Yan Zheng took a deep breath, frowned and fell into meditation again. After hesitating for a moment, Yan Zheng looked up and said, "Then you take me to Tonghua Gate first. If not, take me to the West Market!"

Ermo responded, picked up Peng Ji and turned to walk towards the wall behind the house. Yan Zheng lowered his head, pondered while following Ermo's steps, climbed up the wall cleanly and disappeared behind the wall.

Only the white-haired old man looked at the direction where the two left with a dull look.

You're crazy!

What does this prince come to his home? He is a successor to a country, climbing over the wall and rushing into private houses. Does anyone dare to believe it if he says it?

But the fact happened in front of him. What shocked the old man even more was that the prince summoned a flame demon to kill the gangster to rescue him, and then poached the things left to him by his son~

Thinking of what his son left him, the old man's face changed drastically.

"Oh~ I'll get treasure~"

With a wail, the crutch in his hand rushed to the jujube tree at a speed of 100 meters. I saw a pile of gold and silver jewelry patterns in the scorched earth pit not moving. Although most of the gold and silver were melted by the high temperature of the lava giant, the old man still

He smiled happily, holding the melted gold and was so forgetful.

The melted gold is also gold, and he has a settlement in the remaining years...

As the saying goes, wealth is not revealed. After the excitement at the beginning, the old man quickly calmed down. Now it is the autumn of troubled times. He is a lonely old man with so much wealth. This is not a good thing, but a bad thing.

So I thought about finding a place to hide the treasure again.

As soon as I looked up, I looked at my dilapidated house and the shaky house, and I was in tears...
Chapter completed!