The spring breeze teahouse, the mansion is quiet and quiet.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door of the tea room in the dark pavilion was pushed open, and light and dust flew out.

The prince whispered: "This is the teacher's favorite tea room."

Behind the prince, Zhang Junling looked at the tea room that was shining with light.

The reflections of the two rows of wooden racks were very long. The wooden racks were filled with tea bottles and jars. Yellow talismans were pasted outside the jars, and the names of each can of tea were recorded. Mr. Yuan Chun liked to drink tea, and these were rare varieties he collected from all over the world.

In Zhang Junling's impression.

The teacher is a very vague person.

It was so blurred that only a ball of light remained. She forgot when she entered the Kunhai Cave Heaven, and also forgot how long she had practiced in the Cave Heaven and how long she had been in seclusion.

In the distant and long time, thoughts are like a ball of ink thrown into the water, slowly fainting as time passes.

The starting point of all memory is the hand that the teacher stretches out in the light and the teachings engraved in his mind.

In fact, Zhang Junling is the loneliest person.

Before she came to the world, she had no friends, no relatives, and even had no memories.

As Yuan Chun said, she is an extremely pure person. From the perspective of cognizing good and evil, Zhang Junling is even purer than Xu Qingyan.

Stepping out of Kunhai Cave Heaven, my mind is like a newborn baby.

But she was lucky, and she met Gu Qian in this sinister world.

"teacher……"

Zhang Junling murmured softly and stepped into the tea room.

She came to this world and had too many confusions and confusions, searching and stumbling.

If the teacher is still here, his own problems should be solved, right?

“Huhuhuhu——”

Silver leaves sway and trees sway.

The entire spring breeze mansion was quiet and the sound of the wind was left.

Gu Qian was with Zhang Junling. Although he could not empathize with him, he quietly accompanied the woman to feel it. Zhang Junling's fingertips flashed through the tea bottle and jar. This was a strange and familiar place for her.

It does have the smell of a teacher... The teacher has been here.

But it seems different from the gentleman in my own perception?

Chunfeng Mansion is a country's important place. Experts are in charge and are guarded by iron laws. It is extremely difficult to enter. If you investigate secretly, you will not know how much effort it will take to find out here...

At the end of the Changling banquet, the prince told the secret to everyone and stepped into the place with "outsiders".

The officials of the Three Divisions and Six Divisions, who were worried about the National Normal University, came to the mansion and bowed quietly outside the teahouse and waited quietly.

The only ones who really stepped into this teahouse were the prince, Ning Yi, Gu Qian and Zhang Junling.

Ning Yi looked around the teahouse and whispered: "I have heard that Mr. Yuan Chun collected camellias in the world, and his favorite was called 'Nanhua'."

"Nanhua..."

Zhang Junling obviously hasn't heard of it.

But this name is familiar to the prince and Gu Qian.

Especially the latter, after hearing the word Nanhua, his brows frowned slightly.

After taking over Kunhailou, Gu Qian deserved to be the second person in Tiandu, and even the second person in the Great Sui Dynasty after the crown prince. The secret case of the past five hundred years has been under his authority to dispatch... After overturning the case for Shen Ling and Xu Jin, he began to investigate Gongsun Yue's life.

In the Bailin archives of the Western Region, he saw the life of the terrifying "Supervisor General Secretary".

In his early years, he fought and hanged out in the Western border bandits because of the suppression of bandits in Shushan and the money gang was destroyed... "Gongsun", whose appearance and name were destroyed, was taken over by the third prince and fell into the turbid water of the sky as a useless chess.

He was obsessed with revenge on Ning Yi, and Gongsun devoted his life to the rest of his life... The records in this file were very clear and clear. Gu Qian would not have any doubts after reading it, until he saw the records of the Lie Chao period.

After the Fierce Chao, the Grand Secretary of the Ping Yaosi died in a battle, and the Grand Secretary, Longhuang fled. Gongsun Yue officially took over the first task taken over by the Fourth Department of the underground organization, which was to capture the escaped Grand Secretary, Longhuang.

This is an extremely sensitive time period.

At that time, I was sent out and I was not aware of everything that happened in Tiandu City.

The case file received by Kunhailou did not record the results of Gongsun Yue's mission... Whether it was successful or not, it should be recorded in this file. This attracted Gu Qian's attention at the beginning, but later he used his power but could not find clues about "Dragon Phoenix".

Not a single trace of it.

This Grand Secretary seemed to have disappeared from the world.

The so-called evaporation of the world is nothing more than this.

Gu Qian is not stupid. He knows that there is only one person in the world who can do this.

The disappearance of Long Huang must be closely related to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Every secret case that Gongsun Yue took over in the Supervision Office had his own ideas for the case file, and the idea for the Longhuang case file came to an abrupt end. The final clue was "Nanhua Tea".

A can of very important tea leaves were lost in the Chunfeng Teahouse.

The can of tea is on the head of Longhuang, the Taisha Division.

The prince asked Gongsun Yue to arrest Longhuang, and asked the Supervision Office to retrieve the can of "Southern Flower".

"Southern flowers...the flowers of southern Xinjiang. This is indeed the most cherished tea species by the teacher." The prince laughed softly: "It is said that in the depths of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, there is a kind of demon flower that only exists on the top of the mountain, is isolated from the world, and grows alone. Ordinary people may not be able to see the "Southern flowers" bloom once after their entire lives."

"But if the southern flowers bloom, they will be a peerless beauty!"

The prince whispered softly: "What a pity is that this stunning beauty is only one night. If you want to pick it, you can only do that night."

If you really see the beautiful scenery that ordinary people can’t see in their lives, how can you bear to pick it?

"This is Xu..."

Ning Yi paused, and after the third word was expressed, he quickly realized something was wrong. He was silent and changed his words and said softly: "Yu Qingshui gave it to Mr. Yuan Chun."

The old stories of five hundred years ago are still widely circulated today.

Taizong, Lu Sheng, Yu Qingshui, Hei Rou, Ye Changfeng... The story of that era still amazed future generations today.

"Not bad. It's a gift from the living god Yu Qingshui to the gentleman. Thank you for your kindness."

Li Baijiao smiled and said, "It's just that it's an old thing five hundred years ago. It's too long to verify many things. What is certain is that Yu Qingshui saw the southern flower and picked the southern flower. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be only such a can of southern flower tea in the entire Sui world."

As he said that, he walked to the end of the tea room and lifted the futon.

The prince gently knocked open a wooden board, and below it, there was a can of tea and a hidden button mechanism.

Li Baijiao gently pinched the tea jar and smiled and said, "Nanhua tea, the teacher has always kept it here."

Gu Qian's pupils shrank.

Nanhua... has been returned.

"Next, you will see another old friend." The prince looked at Ning Yi, his tone was a little complicated. He leaned over again, placed Nanhua back, and knocked the secret mechanism.

The entire tea room trembled slightly, smoke and dust scattered, and the row of wooden frames close to the stone wall moved and flipped, revealing a slender and deep corridor.

The prince took out the fire notes and did not have time to ignite them.

There was a "click" sound.

Ning Yi blinked his fingers and ignited his divinity into a ball of light and fire, firmly absorbed it with the mountain scroll, condensing a small lantern with bright and hot light.

This ball of fire appeared, the dark room, and it was immediately dawn.

Li Baijiao smiled and stopped igniting the fire in his hand, but he did not put it down. He held it in his hand like a squeezing fan, held it behind him, and walked towards the corridor.

"The story of this dark building can be traced back to the rift of many years ago..."

The prince moved forward slowly.

"When the killing of the father's emperor began, two lotus flowers in Tiandu City withered. After the gentleman's death, the forces began to compete for the key of the iron rule." Li Baijiao said lightly, "After the Fierce Chao, there was no winner. Long Huang, who was appointed as the head of the Iron Rule by Mr. Yuan Chun, lost the key and suffered serious injuries. He should have fled to the northern border, but she finally found this palace."

Having said that.

The prince glanced at Gu Qian.

Gu Zuozun, who had read the Longhuang case file but only had a clue, had a complicated expression.

He could not tell whether what the prince said was the truth or the lies.

Judging from the results found by him, the Supervision Department was in the process of killing Long Huang at that time, but the head of the Ping Yaosi Department took the initiative to come to the door?

"Longhuang discovered the secret of this palace." The prince smiled and said, "She proposed to meet Mr. Yuan Chun under the Chunfeng Teahouse... and threatened at a price I could not refuse. So, the palace agreed to her."

"So, she got what she wanted... to meet her sir."

Speaking of this, the prince's tone was not happy, but a hint of sadness.

"She has been with her husband for so many years."

Although Li Baijiao was a royal family, after exercising the power of selecting a teacher granted by Emperor Taizong, he was a disciple of Mr. Yuan Chun and a disciple of Lotus Pavilion.

According to seniority, Long Huang is his senior sister.

Although the husband's purple lotus clone travels to the northern border and hardly returns to Tiandu, the prince and Long Huang rarely meet, but... after all, they still have a friendship between classmates.
To be continued...