After looking at it for a long time, he didn't see a clue, and the old man Feng asked, "Brother Ding, can my son wake up?" ”

Ding Ermiao didn't answer, first collected the Maoshan Dharma seal in the air, then took the paper man to burn it on the candle flame, and then pinched his fingers, and shouted at the fluttering paper ashes:

"Sanqing lowered the bullfighting light, and the truth was in Yintang. The first interesting academy is the first interesting academy, the three souls and seven spirits return to the skin, don't ask about other places and hometowns. Go to ——! ”

The paper ash suddenly fluttered against the wind, and flew leisurely in the direction of Feng Qingyun's bedroom.

"Is that all right?" Old man Feng asked.

"Almost, you can go and see." Ding Ermiao said lightly.

The old man Feng here hadn't moved yet, but he heard a surprised shout from the old lady of the Feng family in Feng Qingyun's bedroom: "Qingyun, you're awake!" ”

Wang Haolan laughed and said, "Brother Er Miao is really a master, and with a flick of his fingers, the sky is full of dark clouds. Congratulations to Uncle Feng and Aunt Shen, and from now on you can enjoy your family again. ”

"Thank you, thank you......" The old man Feng bowed, and hurriedly ran to the villa to see Feng Qingyun.

Ding Ermiao glanced at Wang Haolan with a little smugness, although he didn't speak, but the subtext was there: "I didn't embarrass you, did I?" ”

Wang Haolan naturally understood, and gave a thumbs up vigorously.

Wan Shugao, who had been poured with decanting soup, staggered over at this time, looking at Ding Ermiao and the altar in a daze.

"Awake?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"Mmmm, the ...... who was awakened by urine" Wan Shugao nodded, sat down beside Wang Haolan, and asked, "Brother Ermiao, where are all the resentful spirits?" ”

Ding Ermiao pointed to the paper figure in front of him and said, "Aren't they all here?" There are only eight souls in total, and they are only split into countless resentful spirits. ”

"Brother Ermiao, why did the eight souls split into so many resentful spirits?" Wang Haolan was also puzzled and asked.

Ding Ermiao smiled and said, "After I interrogate the ghosts, I will know, you will listen to the side first." ”

Wang Haolan and Wan Shugao nodded together and sat quietly on the side.

Ding Ermiao burned a paper talisman, and a ghost figure floated out of the flames.

When the ghost saw so many people here, he was stunned and wanted to run away. But Ding Ermiao had already flown out a ghost-pressing talisman and fixed him on the spot.

This is a male ghost, with a brocade robe, thin skin and white face, and a big braid hanging from the back of his head, and he is a Qing Dynasty person.

"Who are you and why did you die in the Santang Reservoir?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"I ......" The ghost didn't seem to understand where he was, and looked around blankly, "What is this place?" Why am I here? ”

Ding Ermiao rolled his eyes and said, "You have been dead for many years, your soul has been dismantled, and you have been trapped in the Santang Reservoir, I only caught you out today!" ”

"Many years?" The ghost asked, dazed, muttering to himself.

Poor this fellow, who has been in the reservoir since he died, has never come out, and now his soul is back to the surface, like an ancient man who has crossed over, and he is puzzled by anything.

"Say, in what year was he born, in which year he died, and why did he die?" Ding Ermiao was impatient and asked with a glare.

After a while, the ghost seemed to regain his memory, and then said: "My name is Fei Zhengang, and I am the eldest ...... of Prince Yong."

Prince Yong? Ding Ermiao frowned, interrupted Fei Zhengang's words, and asked, "The Prince Yong you are talking about, but the Yongzheng Emperor Yinzhen of the Qing Dynasty?" ”

"Emperor Yongzheng of the Great Qing Dynasty?" Fei Zhengang was stunned for a moment, and then muttered:

"It's him, Prince Yong is Aixin Jueluo Yinzhen, I didn't expect that he finally became the emperor's ....... By the way, Prince Yong ......, no, no, no, it's the emperor, it's the emperor's ......, where is the emperor now? ”

Ding Ermiao sighed, communicating with this Fei Zhengang, it's really hard for his mother!

"Prince Yong has been dead for two hundred and eighty years, and now, it is no longer the world of the Qing Dynasty, and the dynasty has changed, brother." Wang Haolan said.

Fei Zhengang was taken aback, and then he was confused and muttered to himself.

"Continuing with the topic just now, how did you die?" Ding Ermiao shouted.

"Oh oh...... my name is Fei Zhengang, and I am Prince Yong's long-term follower. Back then, because of a case of the emperor's grandson dropping the bag, I and several other grandmothers and maids were killed together. Subsequently, the soul was sealed in the body, and the body was packed into an iron fish basket and sunk in the Santang Reservoir. ”

Ding Ermiao frowned and asked, "The case of the emperor's grandson dropping the bag?" What's going on? ”

Fei Zhengang looked around, his face was timid, as if he wanted to say but didn't dare to speak.

There was a sound of footsteps, but it was the old man Feng who looked at his son, and walked over again to see Ding Ermiao's approach to asking about the case.

"Now that the Qing Dynasty is gone, we ordinary people are the masters of the house, we can say whatever we want, and there will be no more cases of being convicted for words, just say it." Wang Haolan said.

"The bag drop case is that ...... back then, the fourth son of Prince Yong, not of royal blood, but of a Han official...... Son. Fei Zhengang said in a hurry.

I'll go, sure enough, Emperor Qianlong, it's not the bloodline of Aixin Jueluo, Ding Ermiao and Wang Haolan looked at each other.

The fourth son of Emperor Kangxi was Hongli, the later Qianlong Emperor.

In martial arts novels, Mr. Jin once disclosed this secret history, and also said that Qianlong was originally the son of Chen Ge Lao and Chen Jialuo's brother. Later, Prince Yong, who was at the time, used the excuse of seeing the child to drop the bag.

Chen Gelao's son hugged him into Prince Yong's mansion, but what he picked up was a girl. Chen Ge Lao suffered a dumb loss, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to give his son to Prince Yong.

But when Wang Haolan watched TV and read novels, he thought that this was a made-up wild history, but he didn't expect it to be true!

"You said that Aixin Jueluo Hongli is the son of Haining Chen Ge Lao Chen Shiqi?" Wang Haolan asked.

Fei Zhengang was stunned and said, "How do you know?" At that time, this matter was kept secret, and most of the people who knew about it were silenced. ”

Just now, Fei Zhengang only said that he was a Han official, but he didn't say what the official's surname was. Wang Haolan said Haining Chen Ge Lao in one mouthful, which naturally surprised Fei Zhengang.

"Alas, it's not hot in the paper, this matter is now known to everyone in the world, and everyone on the earth knows about it!" Ding Ermiao sighed and said, "That story is shown on TV every day, who else do you say doesn't know?" ”

Fei Zhengang opened his mouth and asked, "TV, again...... What? ”

Ding Ermiao almost collapsed, and a piece of paper accepted this Fei Zhengang.

If he waits for him to explain things clearly, it is estimated that the sky is bright, so let's just change it.

So Ding Ermiao released the ghost in the second paper figure, only to see the ghost figure fluttering, and a young female ghost standing in front of him.

This female ghost combed her bangs, and she couldn't get a piece of it all over her body, and it was the mermaid she caught in the reservoir!

"What kind of body do you have without clothes? Change the way you wore the clothes you wore when you were alive! Ding Ermiao shouted.

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