The jade talisman is only the size of an adult's finger, and the carved totem dragon is not a dragon, and the tiger is not a tiger, but the two are combined together so that no one can see the slightest disharmony.
Although the Xiaoyun family was born as a concubine, the Yun family treated concubines and concubines well. They were knowledgeable in studying and practicing martial arts.
At least his knowledge is not inferior to that of Song Qinghuan.
Zhang Yunwei was asking the maid to help him change his clothes. Xiao Yun knew that Song Qinghuan was deliberately avoiding Zhang Yunwei, so she didn't waste any time and immediately took the jade talisman and looked at it carefully.
"I have never seen the totem on it." Xiaoyun said: "If I show it to your grandfather, he might recognize it. Your grandfather traveled all over the country in his early years, and his experience is beyond my comparison."
"It's a pity that he is currently guarding the northwest. It would take more than a month to send letters back and forth."
Grandfather? Song Qinghuan's heart moved.
Xiaoyun asked again: "Where did you get this thing?"
Song Qinghuan did not hide it from her: "It was found on a dead person."
"That day, the carriage was frightened and I fell off the cliff. There were still a group of people at the bottom of the mountain who wanted to take my life."
She briefly recounted the events of that day, but concealed the person Xiao Ci.
When Xiao Yun heard this, she broke into a cold sweat. She held the jade talisman tightly in her hand and frowned, "How can a woman like you be worthy of these people's assassination?"
Song Qinghuan saw her expression in his eyes. Although it was a normal reaction, he still felt that something was not right.
When she wanted to ask more carefully, Zhang Yunwei's voice came from outside. She calmed down, took the jade talisman from Xiaoyun's hand, and smiled slyly: "Maybe others treat me as a stranger.
allow."
The look on Xiaoyun's face did not ease, and after thinking about it, she said: "The situation is not good now, and you are injured again. If nothing serious happens in the future, you can recover from your injuries and don't go out again."
After saying this, he stood up and sat down in the main hall, followed closely by Song Qinghuan.
When Zhang Yunwei came back, she didn't find anything wrong with the atmosphere. She was very frightened that day, and even Brother Xu had been feeling uncomfortable for the past two days. Now that she saw that Song Qinghuan was fine, she couldn't sit still.
Xiaoyun couldn't sit still anymore and didn't even drink a cup of tea, so she excused herself and went back beforehand.
Song Qinghuan wanted to send her off, but because she was injured, no one allowed her to move around.
As soon as Xiao Yun and Zhang Yunwei left, the room became quiet.
Song Qinghuan walked to the warm kang in the room and lay down, took out the jade charm again, and looked at it carefully against the light.
The texture is ordinary, not really good jade, the only thing is that the totem on it is very conspicuous.
She always felt that the Xiaoyun family seemed to be hiding something, but the Song family was not in this situation, who else could she offend?
Could it be that he was offended in the early years? Is he just taking revenge now?
But that's not right. If there was a grudge against the Song family, why did he have to kill her daughter who was married off?
Song Qinghuan lay down for a while, then sat up again and called the maid into the room to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
I plan to draw the totem on this jade talisman and send it to my grandfather who is guarding the northwest.
The ink was already polished, and Song Qinghuan took the pen and got drunk on the ink but couldn't put it down.
It turned out that she lived with her master, and in order to understand medical books, the master also taught her how to practice calligraphy step by step.
But pens, inks, papers and inkstones were something wealthy people could afford for leisure. At that time, she had not even had a full meal, so she had no money left to buy those things to practice calligraphy.
Therefore, when Song Qinghuan was literate, he really just knew how to read.
The letter Liu Ping sent to Song Youyu in the first place was not written by her, but was written by Xunmei on her behalf.
After staring at the rice paper pressed under the paperweight for a while, Song Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh softly, thinking that she had to practice her calligraphy when she had time. She couldn't just ask the little maid to write everything in the future.
Thinking in his mind, he put the pen down, went into the room and took out the eyebrow drawing pen from the makeup box, leaned on the desk, and traced the totem into a cone with the ink pen stroke by stroke, but he felt that
I didn't want to draw anymore, so I took another piece of paper and traced it again.
Xunmei brought the peeled fruit into the house, but Song Qinghuan didn't even hear her.
It was she who stuck her head in and saw what Song Qinghuan had described, and couldn't help but smile: "This thing is a dragon and a tiger, and they meet at the same place."
He added: "Why don't you talk about the blue dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right? This thing is really strange."
Song Qinghuan paused with the pen in his hand and said to himself: "On the left is the blue dragon and on the right is the white tiger?"
...
Song Qinghuan had not yet finished painting the totem on the jade talisman in the evening, but Liuzhu Street in Kyoto was bustling with activity.
Song Youyu personally set up the carriage, with Liu Ping sitting on the shaft. The carriage did not have a carriage, but only a pallet.
There was a brown horse lying on top of the cart. The horse's skull was broken, its body was covered in blood, and its legs were broken so much that the bones could be seen.
He was in such a miserable situation and didn't even struggle. He must have been dead long ago.
Liuzhu Street was the most crowded place. Seeing such a scene, passers-by on the street could not help but point and talk. There was even a timid child who was so frightened that he started crying after just one glance.
Without Song Youyu playing with him, Mr. Chen Ergong, who was so bored that he was wandering in the street, recognized Song Youyu from afar. He immediately pushed aside the crowd and came forward. Seeing the miserable condition of the horse, he couldn't help but retched.
"You bastard, how did you get such a thing?" He said again: "If you die, you will die, and you drag me back to do this."
Song Youyu glanced at him, stepped on the shaft of the car, and scolded him with a smile: "You son of a bitch, you are so scared of such a small thing."
Then he said: "I remember, don't you have a distant relative who is a widower? He introduced me to you and invited you to drink someday."
Chen Er couldn't help but retched again and said: "What kind of distant relative has been dead for eight lifetimes? I don't have such a relative."
Seeing that Song Youyu was covered in filth, he didn't come near. He just followed his carriage slowly and asked, "What do you want us to do? It can't be to test this horse. I heard that your sister... a few days ago..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Er immediately covered his mouth and said no more.
Song Youyu glanced at him and said with a smile: "My father has taken charge of the house. I have no money at hand, so I found such a job. If you don't introduce me to a widower, I won't even have the money to treat you to a drink tomorrow."
..."
Although they were chatting in a casual manner, there were always people who were interested in listening to the many people coming and going in Liuzhu Street.
It didn't take long before word spread that Song Youyu had brought back a dead horse and asked a widower to do the work.
Song Qinghuan's fall from Qianfo Mountain, no matter how tightly it was kept secret, someone still found out about it, let alone someone who deliberately told it to the outside world. Anyone with a keen mind can relate to it.
Within half an hour of Song Youyu passing through Liuzhu Street, someone from the Yiwang Palace sneaked into the palace.
