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Xu Qinghuan took the book in Song Chengxuan's hand and flipped through it carefully.
This book is a privately printed engraved edition, with a lot of annotations on it. At the end of the book, there are two seals, one is Mr. Wenxi's seal, and the other is Zizaizhai.
Song Chengxuan just looked at these two private seals.
Needless to say, Mr. Wenxi Yin, this Zizai
Xu Qinghuan looked at Song Chengxuan: "Is this the prince's book collection seal?"
Song Chengxuan's eyes were like water in a deep well, deep and introverted: "Father and Mr. Wenxi have a collection of books in private, I have only seen a few of them, and the rest of my father never stayed in the palace, but I know that my father has this one. Collection of books and seals.
When I was looking for the booklet, I was able to confirm that the man was Mr. Wenxi, and it was also because of the seal of Zizai Zhai. "
Song Chengxuan still had a small box in front of him. He slowly opened the box. Inside was a palm-sized booklet. The booklet was wrapped in a small piece of brocade, but the brocade was stained with dark red stains.
Although the bloodstain is very old, it is still shocking to watch.
Song Chengxuan gently opened the pages of the book, and many writings on it were blurred due to the blood.
"This is a brochure I made privately when I was in enlightenment. When something happened at home, I happened to take this brochure with me.
Back then, I was rescued from the palace by Song¡¯s family. Master Song was afraid that I would be in danger with this book, so he kept it for me. Later, Song¡¯s family was killed. Mrs. Song took people to deal with the affairs of Master Song and found this book The booklet was returned to me. "
Song Chengxuan paused slightly when he said this, this book seemed to bring him back to that night.
His tone was indifferent, but there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart. He didn't dare to think about the years when he escaped from death just now. As long as that scene appeared in his mind, his clothes would be soaked in sweat instantly.
That feeling made his back tense involuntarily. Even though he looked calm on the surface now, the pain in his heart was still the same as before.
Song Chengxuan thought about this, and felt his shoulders soften, and the people around him leaned over.
Song Chengxuan looked down and saw that she was leaning on her shoulder, looking up at him, her eyes were full of concern, and her soft fingers were gently rubbing his arm, trying to give him some comfort.
Song Chengxuan's chest, which seemed to be tightly squeezed together, slowly unfolded, and the anger gradually subsided.
His voice became clear again: "Before this, when my father saw this booklet of mine, he took it away and read it on purpose. When he returned it to me, there was such a collection seal at the bottom of the booklet."
Song Chengxuan turned to the last page and showed it to Xu Qinghuan. The seal on it was blurred, but after careful identification, the word "comfortable" could still be seen.
Therefore, Song Chengxuan said that Prince Wei intends to invite Mr. Wenxi to be his teacher, and he showed this book to Mr. Wenxi, because he also wanted him to cherish his talents.
If there is no accident in Wei Wangfu, maybe Mr. Wenxi will finally agree to it. It is not easy to find such a smart student.
With these two seals supporting each other, it can be confirmed that the person who sorted out the collection of books with Prince Wei in private is Mr. Wenxi.
Song Chengxuan continued: "I found these annotations and checked them carefully. Since the accident in the Wei Palace, Mr. Wenxi has not annotated new books, but his old books have been engraved all the time."
Xu Qinghuan listened carefully to Song Chengxuan's words. Mr. Wenxi did not have a new document, maybe he changed his name, maybe because of the tragic death of King Wei, he lived in seclusion in the mountains, but the most likely thing is that Mr. Wenxi is no longer alive.
The people in the palace had been to that yard to deliver letters. If the matter was revealed, the court would definitely go to that yard to check. Only by erasing all clues can Song Chengxuan be safe.
What's more, Song's parents' house had already discovered the danger before they left the capital. Mr. Song had a heart of death, and so did the people in the yard.
So many people sacrificed their lives in order to let Wei Wangfu leave blood.
"We will clear their grievances for them," Xu Qinghuan said, "Those who hid in the dark back then will not be able to escape this time."
Prince Wei's thoughts were not on that dragon chair, but Song Chengxuan had no choice but to hold a sharp weapon in his hands due to the framing and murder of the first emperor, and the first emperor and his son would eventually swallow the fruit they had planted.
Song Chengxuan put the booklet in his hand back into the box: "Find the person who engraved Mr. Wenxi's booklet, and we will get the answer we want."
What happened fourteen years ago will be slowly revealed
In front of a tomb.
body ricketsThe old man stuck a stick of incense on the loess, and then he used his wrinkled hands to take out the offerings from the basket one by one.
Looking at the things in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction, and lit the ghost paper in his hand.
"Don't be surprised, sir," the old man said hoarsely, "Today's tribute is too simple."
Having said that, the old man couldn't help shaking his head again: "Sir, you won't care about these things."
The light of the fire reflected on the old man's cheek, and he kowtowed three times to the tomb until the fire in front of him was exhausted.
Every time he finished these things, he would pack up his things and leave here slowly, but today he had no intention of leaving, he looked around slowly.
This barren mountain rarely sees people on weekdays, not to mention that in such a winter, woodcutters will not travel such a long way to come here.
When I buried my husband here, I also knew that my husband likes to be quiet.
The old man sighed: "Sir, there are some things I dare not tell others, so I have no choice but to come to you"
The old man paused slightly after speaking, the strong wind took away the last snow on the branches and blew it to the corners of his eyes, leaving a glint: "He started again, just like fourteen years ago, what do you think I should do?" manage?
Neither you nor the prince could stop it back then, so I'm going to ask someone for help this time. "
After saying this, the old man closed his mouth tightly, the incense in front of him was still burning, and he looked at the curling green smoke that was blown away by the wind, as if he wanted to get an answer from it.
But soon he gave up, how can people who have passed away talk to him again.
He stood up from the ground with difficulty, bent over and picked up the basket, and staggered forward.
Just after walking a few steps, the old man noticed a young man walking towards this side with a guard. The guard was carrying a basket, and there seemed to be incense sticks in the basket.
The old man smiled slightly, pretending to be nonchalant: "You two are also coming to offer incense? The road is not easy to walk after the snow-capped mountains, so please be more careful."
The young man's eyes were restrained, but there was still a bit of power in his brows, and the old man couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
The young man stopped in front of the barren grave not far from the old man.
The old man was even more surprised. He was about to leave quickly, but when he glanced, he saw a book in the guard's basket.
Although he is not very literate, he is very familiar with the book, because it is Mr. Wenxi's book, and he used it to engrave it himself.
Fourteen years later, they found it
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