The two entered the temple gate in silence, and first went to the Main Hall to offer incense. Mingyi has been worried about Anxi, Fu Mingyan and Xue Lin in her heart. In order to seek peace of mind, she made a lot of merits and prayed in front of the Buddha for a long time. I only hope that the Buddha can bless Anxi to regain peace, bless Xue Lin and Fu Mingyan, and bless Emperor Chongning. I also hope that he can recover and return to health, and also bless the Zhou Dynasty, whether it can be prosperous, Haiqing Heyan wants to ask for it. There were too many, so maybe even the Buddha thought she was a little too greedy. When asking for a fortune, Xie placed several lots in a row, and Mingyi didn't give up until she got one lucky number. But even so, her face didn't look good when she came out of the palace. Li Fengjiao carefully looked at her expression and said comfortingly, "You can't believe this too much. In short, we have sincerely prayed to the Buddha. She can hear our appeals. Sincerity will work." Li Fengjiao She originally wanted to ask for a sign, but when she saw Mingyi rolling out two signs in succession, she gave up the idea. If the sign she asked for was not good, she would always feel resentful, so it would be better not to ask for it. . Mingyi smiled at the corners of her lips, put the lucky draw she finally obtained into her sleeve, and said with a faint smile, "Didn't you say you want to talk to the late Queen? Let's go!" The two of them left together from the front of the Main Hall and walked to a secluded area at the back. Empress Gu was buried in the imperial mausoleum, but Emperor Chongning often came to Fahua Temple to mourn her, so he built an exquisite pagoda in a certain place in the temple with excellent feng shui for worship. In addition, the longevity tablet of Queen Gu is also enshrined in the Buddhist hall. When Li Fengjiao came to Fahua Temple in the past, she always had to walk around in front of the pagoda or the Buddhist hall where the longevity tablet was enshrined. Turning the corner ahead was the pagoda. Mingyi sniffed her nose and smelled a faint smell of burnt paper. It was exactly the same as what she smelled on Changmen Street in Beiguan City during the Ghost Festival. Could it be that someone was burning paper money too? Can't? Mingyi was confused, so she pulled Li Fengjiao and quietly quickened her pace. As soon as she turned the corner, she saw a figure in front of her turning behind the pagoda. The figure's pace was calm and somewhat familiar. Mingyi hurried forward and chased after him, and went around to the back of the pagoda. There was a narrow path leading to the forest, but there was no one in sight. "Who is he?" Li Fengjiao also chased after him and asked quickly. Mingyi shook her head, "I don't know." It was just a silhouette that looked familiar, but only slightly, at least not familiar enough to recognize it at a glance. The two of them turned back to the pagoda, and saw that there were indeed some burned paper money in the niche in front of the pagoda, which must have been burned by the person just now.
"Strange! Who could it be?" Burning paper money in front of Queen Gu's pagoda is naturally a memorial to her, but why is it so secretive? Moreover, Li Fengjiao seemed to have never seen such a person in the past years. Mingyi also had the same doubts. Her eyes glanced at the paper money that had just been burned in front of the Buddhist altar, and she suddenly became convinced. The next moment, she suddenly squatted down, picked up a branch nearby, and dug into the ashes. stand up. "What's wrong?" Li Fengjiao was confused by her action and squatted down. Mingyi didn't answer her. She dug twice more to open up the ashes. Sure enough, she found a few small corners of unburned paper under the ashes. "Not paper money?" Li Fengjiao frowned suspiciously. There were faint ink stains on the paper, so it was definitely not paper money. what is that? "Is it a sacrificial inscription?" Unfortunately, it was almost burned, and nothing could be seen on the few remaining corners except ink stains, nor what was written. Mingyi held the small pieces of paper in her hand and looked at them for a moment, her pupils suddenly shrank, and the next moment, she grabbed the branch and dug into the ashes again, with indescribable eagerness in her movements. "What's wrong?" Li Fengjiao felt something was wrong and asked hurriedly. Mingyi didn't respond, just stuffed the few small pieces of broken pages into her hands, and then continued to dig into the ashes with her head down. Li Fengjiao looked at the small corner fragments of the pages suspiciously. After looking at them for a moment, her eyes suddenly became fixed. She squinted again and looked carefully. Her expression suddenly changed with shock. "Isn't this the pattern you showed to your mother that day? Is it still a monogram?" That was the person just now." Nothing was dug out of the ashes. Mingyi threw away the branch in his hand and stood up, curled up his little finger, put it to his lips and blew two long and short notes. Li Fengjiao saw that one of Mingyi's two guards named Lu was silent. Xi, appeared out of nowhere like a ghost, clasped his fists and saluted them. Mingyi's face was as dark as water. He raised his hand and pointed to the back of the pagoda and said, "There was a man who went from that direction just now. I don't know if he entered the forest or not. Anyway, he disappeared. Go and look for him. He was wearing an old white suit with green bamboo trim. His robe has a bamboo leaf pattern embroidered on the edge with dark green silk thread. He is a little thin and his hair is gray. He must be a few years old. He wears a jade crown to tie his hair. He has carved bamboo to signify peace. Go quickly. If If you find the person, keep an eye on him first, don't alert him, and talk to me first." "Yes." It was Lu Ming who came, still silent. He simply responded and left with clasped fists. As for Mingyi's safety, he is not worried. Apart from him, there are people protecting him secretly. It is okay for him to leave for now. "With just one glance, you actually saw so much?" Li Fengjiao looked at Mingyi with some wonder, her eyes sparkling with admiration. Mingyi twitched her lips. She couldn't say that she went to Beiguan and was deliberately trained by someone to become a qualified guest. Unexpectedly, Kezi did not go there, so this skill came in handy in Wangjing first. "Let's go! Let's go and take a look. I can't tell, he's gone ahead." Li Fengjiao nodded, holding the few broken pages tightly and walking towards Mingyi, but her beautiful eyes were full of thoughts, "Since this person is burning this thing in front of my aunt's pagoda, Could it be that he has something to do with his aunt? Should we ask Uncle Huang again?" Mingyi shook her head, "Xue Lin reported this to His Majesty from the very beginning, but Your Majesty never responded to this matter. He probably doesn't know about it." Li Fengjiao's expression darkened, "Yes, this matter is related to the safety of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If the emperor's uncle knew about it, how could he not inform Governor Xue? Besides, I can't ask the emperor's uncle now." Mingyi's eyes narrowed slightly and she was speechless. She kept some words in her heart quietly. Considering how much Emperor Chongning valued Empress Gu, if this person was related to Empress Gu, would he have known about it but deliberately concealed it and let it go? What about him? But as soon as the thought came together, she shook her head vigorously, how could she think like this? Uncle Huang cares most about the people of her family and country, doesn't she know that? He would never put the safety of his family and country at risk for his own selfish interests. They turned around but couldn't see that person. They must have fled long ago, and Lu Ming hasn't come back yet. The two discussed it for a while, suppressed their anxiety for the time being, and went to the Buddhist temple where Queen Gu's longevity tablet was enshrined.
Li Fengjiao personally lit an ever-burning lantern and brought it to the memorial tablet. She knelt down on the futon in front of the memorial tablet, clasped her hands together, and prayed devoutly, "Auntie, Jiaojiao knows that you miss Uncle Huang, but No matter how much you miss him, please be patient and don't rush to pick him up to reunite with you. Just wait, okay?"