After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

When Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi came outside the house, they saw Jiang Suihan and Xie Alou walking across the courtyard in a hurry, carrying large and small bags in their hands, looking dusty, as if they had just returned from a trip far away.

Jiang Suihan said: "I heard that the war was going to be difficult, so we came here to help. Unexpectedly, just halfway through, we heard that the war was over!"

Xie Alou smiled and said: "I bought some flower cakes and fruits in the city. They are all my favorites when I was a child. I am not a local in Jinling City and I don't know these old shops. Do you want to try them?"

Two living treasures...

Nan Baoyi commented in his heart, holding Xiao Yi's arm and not wanting to talk to them.

Xie Alou saw something was wrong with her at a glance.

She walked up the steps with a smile and flicked Nan Baoyi's white and tender forehead: "When we were crossing the river, I heard the boatman say that we have a little princess in Dayong. It's just that someone didn't take good care of the little princess and left her behind. into the river. But is it true?"

Nan Baoyi's eyes turned red and she squeezed the handkerchief tightly.

Xiao Yi immediately protected her behind him and scolded Xie Alou: "Do you believe other people's nonsense? Don't bully her."

Xie Alou smiled and said: "Look at how nervous your Majesty is. I just teased her a few words, but how could I still eat her? I heard that the army was still searching for the whereabouts of the little princess along the river, but your Majesty's troops are all from the north, so for this I’m not familiar with the terrain and water systems in this area, so you might as well leave this matter to me.”

Her tone was determined.

Nan Baoyi poked out half of his face from behind Xiao Yi, his red and phoenix eyes brightened.

Yes, she heard Xie Alou say that she grew up in Jinling when she was a child, and did not enter the palace as a female official until she was twelve years old. There seemed to be an important connection with some force in the south...

Jiang Suihan explained: "Xiaolou said that she controls the Caobang in the south. The men of the Caobang stay on the river all year round, know the nearby water system well, and are all good at fishing. Instead of asking the northern army to find clues, it is better to call Let Caobang look for him."

That's a good idea.

Nan Baoyi's face glowed even more, and she couldn't help but look at Xiao Yi expectantly.

Xiao Yi was helpless.

He always felt that Xie Alou and Jiang Suihan were very unreliable, but now, they could only act as doctors.

Caobang investigated for three days.

Nan Baoyi seemed to have come to life again, waking up in hope every day, being dragged around by Xie Alou and the others, almost all over Jinling City.

Xie Alou especially loved Wuyi Lane.

She pointed to one of the mansions: "This is my ancestral home. My ancestor was the founding hero of Dayong, but he never got married. Later, he adopted my wife's grandpa from a collateral line. No, it should be my wife's grandpa... "

She counted her seniority on her fingers. It had been so long that she couldn't figure it out anymore.

Nan Baoyi stopped and walked in the alley and accidentally walked into the depths of the alley.

There is also an old mansion here.

She raised her head.

The plaque inscribed with the word "Xiao Mansion" is simple and old. There are no fallen leaves in front of the door. Two terrazzo lions stand majestically. Although the lanterns hanging under the eaves are faded, they are very clean. The rusty green on the door knocker has only been carefully wiped.

"Creak" sound.

It's dusk,

Someone pushed open the door and came out.

He was carrying an old lamp. He had a tall and tall figure, white-soled cloth shoes, and a loose platycodon blue uniform. He had a restrained and deep demeanor.

He locked the door, placed his forehead and palms gently against the door, lowered his eyes, and spoke softly as if whispering to his sweetheart: "At the end of the year, I will come back..."

He closed his eyes and paused for a long time before turning and walking down the steps.

Seeing Nan Baoyi in a daze, he bent his eyes and smiled.

He has an excellent appearance. When he smiles, his eyebrows are warm and moist, his peach blossom eyes are affectionate, and the cinnabar mole under his left eye is bright red.

He and Nan Baoyi passed by each other, and his voice was gentle and clear: "If you can't find it, you might as well try the underground river. There are always some things that have been forgotten underground."

Nan Baoyi's pupils dilated.

When she came to her senses and turned to look at the young man, the alley was empty, and there was no sign of him.

That night.

During dinner, Xiao Yi was stunned when he heard Nan Baoyi mention his experience in Wuyi Lane: "Did you really meet that person?"

"My second brother's question is ridiculous. Could it be that I'm hallucinating?" Nan Baoyi said angrily, "That person gave me an unfathomable feeling. He might be some kind of expert from outside the world. Seeing me in my daily life... He has done too many good deeds, so he was kind enough to give me some pointers. I have already asked my aunt to turn the focus of my investigation to the underground river, and I will surely find the little A Chou soon!"

She was full of confidence and concentrated on drinking the lotus leaf stuffed wine.

Xiao Yi was still in a trance.

Our ancestor, Emperor Yongwu, lived in that mansion when he was young. Unofficial history says that Emperor Yongwu later acquired the art of immortality. He slept under a peach blossom tree because of his loneliness. He did not know the rotation of the years or the change of dynasties. He only woke up occasionally and returned. Cleaning the ancestral house.

Could it be that the man Nan Jiaojiao met during the day...

That night, Nan Baoyi had fallen asleep, and Xiao Yi went to the Xiao Mansion deep in Wuyi Lane alone, and solemnly presented the melons, fruits, cattle and sheep for sacrifice.

He didn't believe in gods before.

But now, I am also willing to be grateful to my ancestors for their blessing.

Two days later, Xie Alou came to Nan Baoyi excitedly with the good news from Caobang.

"This is the map of the underground river system that they spent two days exploring." She spread the map on the desk and pointed to the black dot in the middle. "All underground rivers will eventually gather here and then flow into the East China Sea. They want to go here to check, but there seems to be a Bagua formation around them, and they can't find a way in."

Nan Baozhu gnawed on the pork knuckle and muttered: "It's the same as if you didn't tell me what you said. There is still no whereabouts of the little princess."

Nan Baoyi glanced at her helplessly: "Little cousin, are you stupid? Setting up a formation means there is something weird there, and it's worth seeing in person."

Nan Baozhu realized in hindsight: "It's really true!"

Han Yanliang grabbed the sword neatly: "It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. Let's go there now."

Xiao Yi and other male relatives sat by the window.

He took the blueprint handed over by Nan Baoyi and looked at it for a while: "We need to find someone who is proficient in the Bagua formation to accompany us."

The study was quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at each other.

It's hard to find people who are proficient in the Bagua formation...

Nan Baozhu put down the pork knuckle, wiped the sauce from his mouth, and said seriously: "You may not believe it, but during the two years in Northern Xinjiang, in addition to studying cooking skills, I actually also did a lot of research on the Five Elements and Bagua."

Everyone pretended not to hear.

Nan Baoyi suggested: "How about going to the street and hiring a fortune teller?"

Han Yanliang nodded: "I think it will work."

Nan Baozhu: "..."

She was despised!

In the end, they couldn't find the fortune teller, so everyone had to take Nan Baozhu on the road.

The boat sails into the underground river.

Nan Baoyi stood on the bow of the boat holding an iron lantern. Through the dim light, he could vaguely see the endless river. The sound of the surging river was like a turbulent wave in the silent underground.

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