Chapter 780: The True Face of the Folk Prince
I'm still waiting for the thank-you speech.
I didn't expect someone to come outside again.
Yuan Qi's brows were twisted.
"Who will come over in this weather?"
Xie Ci smiled gently, "Since my father-in-law can know that I am here, others will definitely know about it too." ”
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Qi inexplicably felt a little sorry for his thanks, "Tsk, is it being followed?" ”
"I'm afraid so."
"Go out and have a look."
Yuan Qi was the first to get up, open the door of the main hall, and look out.
But I saw Ting Zhuo leading a tall man in, and the man was wearing a heavy cyan cloak and strode over.
Not acquaintances.
Didn't you come with him?
But I saw the man standing under the eaves of the porch, clasping his hands into fists, and bending down respectfully, "Lord Shizi, Xiaosheng asks to see." ”
Such a tall man, turned out to be a scholar?
Yuan Qi stepped back two sentences, giving up space to Xie Ci and this person.
Sitting in the hall, I started drinking tea.
It was really cold outside, and it took several cups of tea in a row before Yuan Qi eased up.
Outside the hall.
Xie Ci's eyebrows were calm and indifferent, "Something was found." ”
He Xiuzhi hurriedly thanked the well-preserved booklet from his cloak, "This is all the records about the prince of the people. ”
"Later, Xiao Sheng found out that after the folk prince fell into the water in Jiangnan, he was rescued by an immortal outside the sky and taken away."
"It's not a light effort, it's a flying away."
"Onlookers, I also painted a painting, and I became famous in Jiangnan for a while."
As he spoke, He Xiuzhi took out another picture scroll.
After turning over the booklet, he took the scroll.
Draw on ......
It was a man whose face he could not see clearly, floating in the air at a distance of three feet from the surface of the lake, half holding a two-year-old child in his arms.
It seems that the immortals who want to ride the wind back.
And the doll in his arms is like a little boy next to the immortal.
Delicate yet smart.
Xie Ci looked at this picture scroll, and Long Quyuan's usual haunted figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
What does this person have to do with Long Quyuan.
Squinting his eyes, he thought a lot of thoughts.
Right now.
Yuan Changhuan came from not far away.
Step on the snow, one step at a time.
The eyebrows and eyes are gorgeous but indifferent.
Xie Ci clenched the scroll in his hand, but his eyes fell on Yuan Changhuan.
"Lord Shizi, do you know this person?" He Xiuzhi's expression suddenly turned cold when he saw Xie Ci, and asked subconsciously.
On the side, Tingzhuo and Zhitian, who were very eye-catching, glanced at each other, and one of them grabbed one of He Xiuzhi's arms, "Mr. He, come on, let's go to the back to rest and rest." ”
"Yes, look at your long journey, this little white face is tanned."
"It's not good-looking, it's not good-looking, and you need to make up for it quickly."
"Come on, come on......"
He Xiuzhi was shocked by the sudden arrival of two people, "Hey......"
With a wave of the hand.
I didn't have to wait to fall, and I was quickly carried away.
Yuan Changhuan raised his eyes, which was a rather funny gesture of the three of them.
The red lips pursed slightly.
But he didn't smile at all.
Xie Ci took all of Yuan Changhuan's reactions into his eyes, "Come in." ”
Yuan Changhuan's eyes fell on the picture scroll in Xie Ci's hand.
The picture scroll was blown in front of Yuan Changhuan by the wind, but in an instant, Yuan Changhuan was enough to see clearly.
Raising his hand and grabbing the scroll, "Who is this?" ”
Why does this kid look familiar?
Seeing that she reacted so much, Xie Cijun raised his eyebrows lightly, "Do you know?" ”
"It's kind of familiar." Yuan Changhuan squinted his peach blossom eyes and repeated, "Who is it?" ”
The thin lips of the thanksman were slightly hooked, and he replied leisurely, "Today's saint, the prince who lives among the people. ”
"Huh?"