"What nonsense are you talking about, little one?"

Li Guoer lectured with an expressionless face.

Then she turned her head almost silkily to Ouyang Rong, who had wide eyes and touched the water stains on his face, and said in a firm tone:

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. Ouyang Lianghan, could you please stop bringing in the idle people and make my princess's study look like a theater?"

Ouyang Rong was teasing the cat, and happened to have another piece of pastry in his hand, ready to be fed to Youzhong.

As a result, the little princess sprayed water on her face.

He froze on the spot, a little confused, touched his face with his hand, lowered his head and saw that it was turbid and yellowish sour water.

Well, warm rice wine is like this.

On the carpet at their feet, someone looked left and right at Ouyang Rong and Li Guo'er, seemingly curious.

"Meow~"

It jumped three times in a row, first jumped onto Ouyang Rong's lap, took the cake in his right hand, then jumped back to the ground, then jumped to the door, with a strong and vigorous posture, and ran away in a flash.

It's a pity that the wonderful ideas can't escape.

The four hands of Xie Lingjiang, Li Baoer, and the two women were covered tightly. This scene looked like two little girls fighting for a doll.

"Eldest brother, are you okay? Just rub it."

Xie Lingjiang quickly handed over a fragrant handkerchief, his pretty face full of concern.

After Li Guo'er apologized, he already had one hand in his arms. When he saw that Xie Lingjiang had taken out the white handkerchief from his sleeve, his expression did not change. He took out the handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then aimed his eyes at Miao Si.

Xie Lingjiang was busy wiping away the water stains on his senior brother.

Li Guo'er took Miao Si from Xie Lingjiang's arms.

"Thank you, girl, huh huh..."

Before the little girl in Confucian attire could make a statement, she was directly blocked by Li Bao'er's handkerchief.

With a focused look on her face, Li Guo'er carefully stuffed all the handkerchiefs into Miao Si's tough mouth, leaving no space for her.

"I won't stay in front of Her Highness the Princess next time. This position will be punished."

Ouyang Rong complained while lowering his head to wipe his collar.

Li Guo'er didn't comment, just continued to cover the mouth of the sad little Mo Jing with her beautiful hands, and asked:

"Would you like Cai Shou to find some clothes for you?"

"It's okay, that's it." Ouyang Rong waved his hand: "Where were you talking about?"

"The whereabouts of [Han Shi]." Xie Lingjiang reminded.

Ouyang Rong nodded and said in deep thought:

"As far as I know, Tao Yuanming has a hidden identity, the legendary sword holder of [Han Shi]."

"Tao Yuanming?"

The two women looked at each other in surprise.

The struggling little Mo Jing calmed down and tilted her head slightly, but no one noticed her.

Xie Ling Jiang frowned, while Li Guo'er's eyebrows showed a thoughtful look, and she glanced at Ouyang Rong more.

Xie Lingjiang was curious: "Historical books say that in his later years, he did not give up for five buckets of rice and resigned from office and went into seclusion. Could it be that [Han Shi] was taken away from the world by him? He went into seclusion together. According to his character, it is possible."

Ouyang Rong suddenly said: "No, not necessarily."

"Why?" Xie Lingjiang was curious.

Li Baoer frowned and said nothing.

Ouyang Rong did not look at Li Guo'er and spoke concisely:

"Before he resigned, he left the [Han Shi] Sword Art at Donglin Temple. [Han Shi] may not necessarily take it with him, and if he is the legendary sword master of [Han Shi], his experiences that are not recorded in the history books must be twists and turns, very strange.

not simple.

"According to what was said at that time, [Hanshi] was related to the destiny of the dynasty. It was originally made by the Liu Song royal family. It is surprising that an outsider, Tao Yuanming, could become the legendary sword master. How could he be allowed to take [Hanshi] and the sword away again?

tactic.

"Since the [Hanshi] sword technique has been left behind, then the [Hanshi] may also have been left behind."

"Wait a minute. In chronological order, which one comes before Tao Yuanming's resignation and the Northern Expedition of the Northern Song Dynasty in the Southern Song Dynasty?"

Li Guo'er asked suddenly. He stood up at the same time and found a book from the pile of books on the side. He pulled it out and flipped through several pages.

She lowered her eyes to browse and spoke:

"After the Eastern Jin Dynasty came the Liu Song Dynasty, which was also the longest-lasting and largest dynasty among the Southern Dynasties. It lasted for four generations, went through ten emperors, and lived for fifty-nine years...

"Looking at the dates of his birth and death, Tao Yuanming was born in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He was from a declining high family. His ancestors had someone who became a public official, but later the family declined, and he could barely be considered a humble person... Well, these books are full of old clichés.

"It is said that he was regarded as a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty due to his noble reputation of recluse in his early years. Later he lived into the Liu Song Dynasty, and he should have witnessed the establishment of the new dynasty by Liu Jinu, Emperor Wuzong of the Song Dynasty.

"As Sister Xie said, since [Hanshi] was cast by Liu Jinu, then he should have become the sword master of [Hanshi] during the Liu Song Dynasty..."

Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang saw Li Bao'er's index finger smeared with red cardamom pointing on the page of the book, sliding it slowly, and his jade lips opened slightly:

"Found it. Judging from the time, the Yuanjia Northern Expedition was launched by the third emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, long after Tao Yuanming resigned and went into seclusion... Therefore, it should have nothing to do with him.

"According to Sister Xie's family history, the Southern Song Dynasty had the [Hanshi] and even had mature methods to use it, so they dared to launch the Yuanjia Northern Expedition, although they all failed later..."

Li Guo'er nodded and affirmed to the two of them:

"Everything is correct. Ouyang Lianghan, you are right. Before Tao Yuanming resigned and retired to hermitage, he must have left [Hanshi] behind."

Ouyang Rong nodded lightly.

Xie Lingjiang shook his head: "It has been so many years, who knows where I have gone..."

"Uh huh..." The little Mo Jing in Li Guo'er's hand suddenly started to struggle.

The three of them looked away.

Her eyes were pitiful.

I wasn't prepared to pay attention to it, but Miao Si looked very anxious.

Ouyang Rong casually took out the drool-stained handkerchief from her hand and said seriously: "You go out to play and stop arguing..."

Who would have thought that Miaoxi's words would attract the attention of three people:

"Are you looking for [Hanshi]? I think I have seen him before."

Ouyang Rong immediately asked: "Where have you seen it?"

"Well, didn't you mention something about Yuanjia's Northern Expedition just now? The year name of Yuanjia is a bit familiar. I don't know if you are talking about that time. I hated remembering almanacs the most. Anyway, I remember that there was a follower named Ren.

At that time, we were in a family of a southern dynasty with the royal family name Liu. It should be the Southern Dynasty and Song Dynasty you are talking about. At that time, it was fighting with the Northern Wei Dynasty. Those northern barbarians were really bullying people. The north belonged to others, so let them fight

What's wrong when I go back? I don't know how to be gentle, courteous, thrifty, and a barbarian is a barbarian.

"Anyway, the last time I saw [Han Shi] was at that time. It must be him without a doubt. The azure Changhong Sword Qi is exactly the same. Even I know it when it turns into gray, but..."

"But what?" Xie Lingjiang pressed.

"But it seems to have changed. When the follower returned to the tent at night, I heard him say with a serious face that the imperial master had escorted a scroll from the palace, and the general took them to greet them personally. It should be [Hanshi]

.

"Actually, I didn't believe what he said at first. It's not like I've never seen [Hanshi] before. The last time I saw it, it wasn't a scroll. But later, I saw [Hanshi]'s sword energy rising on the battlefield. Did you think about it?

Wrong, maybe it’s hidden in that scroll.”

"Hidden in the scroll?" Li Guo'er was curious: "Why is it so unnecessary?"

"have no idea."

Miao Si pointed her chin with her finger and thought:

"Maybe it's been remade, but there's one thing to say. It's not as good-looking as before. What's the point of turning it into a scroll? It was so beautiful before. It likes to hang upside down on other people's heads. It's the same color as the southern sky.

"But I really can't say for sure. Let me tell you, there were a large number of sissies among the Jiankang nobles at that time. They were either wearing women's clothes, smeared with rouge and gouache, and some were running around naked and taking elixirs. Anyway, they were just dancing around with demons. Their bad aesthetics

, I am not surprised at all by what I did. Maybe I just think the round scroll looks better, which is a pity for [Han Shi].

"Tsk tsk, you are called Han Shi, but you fell into the hands of a wealthy family, princes and generals. The more you shout, the less you lack."

"Then when was the last time you saw [Han Shi], which you said was the most beautiful time?" Ouyang Rong asked keenly.

Miao Si looked at him, confused and muttered:

"I forgot, the follower during the Yuanjia period was the first time I met her after she woke up from a nap. I have forgotten a lot of things before falling asleep. Well, I need to drink more ink and think about it carefully."

Ouyang Rong suddenly said: "You said before that there is a hiltless tripod sword. Except that it has no hilt, it is the same as a normal sword...is it it?"

"Hey, you have a good memory." Miao Si muttered in surprise, then changed his face quickly, with clear eyes full of wisdom, and said in a confused tone: "Have I ever said this before? I don't remember."

Ouyang Rong asked again: "What does that scroll look like?"

"I don't know. Only my follower has seen it. I heard from him that there is an article describing a land full of peach blossoms..."
To be continued...