The Regent's Tender Darling

After leaving the Taiping Temple, Taoist Ning'an brought the little Taoist priest to see him off. Lin Jiaojiao asked Xuemei to leave some incense money for the Taiping Temple. Although it was not much, it was not a lot.

The little Taoist boy was holding a bag of silver, with a glimmer of hope in his bright eyes. He looked up at Taoist Ning'an and asked, "Master, is Taiping Temple saved?"

Taoist Ning'an stood upright, looking into the distance, his hands swaying with the wind. He sighed and said: "Taiping has reached the end of its rope. There is no way to save or cure it."

After descending from the mountain, he took a carriage and returned to the Suzhou branch county magistrate's mansion. He immediately asked the magistrate Yan Laixing to help find Suzhou's state records and humanities, and asked about Liu Shan.

However, no one in the entire Suzhou branch could find a single word about Liushan.

Even the state chronicles and humanities that were found seemed to have vacancies.

Yan Lai Some that were rescued.”

After hearing this explanation, Lin Jiaojiao also understood something. When Liu Shan searched, these state records were still well preserved, but now, they are just some incomplete ones.

If there hadn't been the fire that Yan Laixing mentioned, they would have been able to find out about Taiping Taoist and Changsheng Taoist without going to Taiping Temple.

Instead of being in the clouds like it is now.

The next day, the Yunchuan navy brought a warship to Suzhou. Yan Sihan took the governor Yan Laixing and the officers and soldiers of the government to board the ship and entered the underground river under the palace.

After the loss of the Shulou boating skills, the warships used by the Southern Navy were all wooden sailing ships. Although the stability has been improved, the size of the hull cannot be expanded, so the number of people can be limited.

It cannot carry thousands of people like the big boats did in the past.

on board.

Lin Jiaojiao was dressed as if she were wearing winter clothes, with a ring of white fluff on her sleeves. She looked more lively than a girl.

But that little face that should have been smiling was always gloomy.

Sitting by the window, it was as dark as night outside, with only the lights on the boat shining like stars in the darkness.

She stared outside in a daze, with thousands of thoughts in her mind. Each thought was like a long thread that was constantly being cut. These long threads were intertwined with each other, but there were also patterns to be found.

Suddenly, a big hand closed the window in front of her. When she came back to her senses and looked back, she saw Yan Sihan, who looked quite gentle.

Before she could speak, the man reached out and touched her face and asked in a low voice: "Why are you so serious?"

Lin Jiaojiao was about to open her mouth to say something, but in the end she shook her head and swallowed the words. Now she had not figured out many things, so she didn't know where to start.

The man sat down next to her and held her hands that were cold from lying by the window.

After feeling the warmth, Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help but want to move closer to him.

At this time, a man's gentle voice came from above her head: "I remembered something."

"What's the matter?" Lin Jiaojiao raised her head and looked at Yan Sihan, quietly waiting for the man's next words.

Yan Sihan held her in his arms and said to her: "When I was at Taiping Temple, I felt that I had seen the name Liushan somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while."

"Have you seen this word elsewhere, Your Majesty?" she asked, her eyes a little more serious.

"Yes." Yan Sihan nodded and said, "I once saw a landscape painting with excellent artistic conception in the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the signature was "Liu Shan".