Chapter 3 Alert (c)
Prince Xiang fell in love with hiking. For others, hiking was to enjoy the beautiful scenery and hardships along the way. But for Prince Xiang, it was just about the moment when he stood on top of the mountain and looked down. To climb on the little mountain behind his house and to enjoy the beautiful haze every evening became a habit for Prince Xiang. Looking down the mountain, Prince Xiang couldn't help but to express his feeling of how small the world was.
When the last lingering afterglow of the evening completely disappeared, Prince Xiang turned over and lie on the top of the mountain with a hand pillow, enjoying the vast expanse of the night sky, the moonlight and the stars. Prince Xiang's mood was surprisingly quiet. Only when he looked at the unpredictable sky, would he feel such a kind of peace, and his thoughts were not stained with any dust.
In the distance, there was a footstep, like a four-legged animal running in the mountain. Prince Xiang slowly sat up straight, turning to the direction of the voice and asked: "Abu, is that you?"
On the moonlit mountain road, a huge dog gradually appeared. The black fur was full of messy and mottled old scars. It was shocking, but it made it look more powerful. Seeing the owner, it was not like the other dogs wagging or praying for food, but proudly held up its head, standing quietly outside the squad, with a slight flood of eyes silently with Prince Xiang. The look suddenly made Prince Xiang feel that it was like himself. He was proud, lonely, and disdainful. Even the scars on its body were a bit like himself. Probably he took this dying dog and felt it. How similar was it to yourself?
"Is it a comeback?" Prince Xiang asked lazily. Abu couldn't answer the master's question, just shook its tail in a sly manner, and it seemed to be a rare generosity for the owner to shake its tail. Prince Xiang looked at it and smiled. "Abu, can't you say more? Well, I take care of you every day, I never treated you badly." Said Prince Xiang, standing up, looking at the mountainside and muttering: "Let's go back." I hope that this time, I can bring back something worth looking forward to."
There is a simple and exquisite small bamboo building on the mountainside. The appearance is just like that Prince Xiang. It is simple and elegant, and it is often hidden in a plain. After returning to the bamboo building, Prince Xiang squatted into the bamboo chair, and it seemed that it was a crime to stand for a while. In the bamboo building, the old man who has been servant has long been waiting there.
"Prince Xiang, this time I brought you some good things, please look at it." The old man took out the envelopes in the shackles and put them on the table, then opened the envelopes one by one and pull them out from the inside. A stack of silver tickets were placed on the table, and the pattern of those silver tickets is the largest silver ticket of more than 550 yuan in the country's largest Tongbao money house. One is enough for ordinary people's expenses for several years. He also took out a simple box from the shackles and laughed: "The Jinling Su family has done a lot of work this time. In addition to the silver, I also brought in the Kowloon Cup, which had been missing for years. Prince Xiang, do you want to see it?"
Prince Xiang took the box out and saw that there was a small gold in the box. The sergeant immediately filled the water in the bottle. With the ripples of the clear water, little dragons were like alive. Prince Xiang smiled and said, "Just an interesting piece, nothing special."
When he saw Prince Xiang, he didn't look at his eyes. He took the posts in the envelopes and handed them to him. When he saw him, he turned his face and looked impatient. He smiled and said: There is one more thing, but I can't bring it here."
Prince Xiang asked, "What's it?"
Old man said with embarrassment, "It…it is a virgin lady."
Prince Xiang was a little shocked and laughed, "Aren't you stupid? I've seen all types of ladies."
The old servant quickly said: "I said the same thing, but the girl pleaded for a long time. The old servant was wrapped up by her. It was also a moment of softness and had to reluctantly promise. Her post was brought to the son. She also had a portrait and asked the old servant to bring it to the son. I was afraid that the servant would blame the servant, and the old servant would not dare to take it out. If the son did not intend, the old servant would return to her."
Prince Xiang did not answer, but quietly leaned back on the chair and rested with his eyes closed. Yan Bo thought that he was asleep, and could not help but whispered: "Let me turn her down then. Oh, it's a pity that a lonely, weak woman encountered so much. She also has to raise her six year old little brother. It's going to be hard for her."
"Hey, what are you saying? There are countless poor people in the world, can we help them all?" Prince Xiang sighed with an eye closed and finally opened his eyes. "Take her post and let me see."
There was a glimmer of joy on his face, and he took a letter and a small scroll from his arms and handed it over. He whispered: "This is a portrait of her and her post. Please take a look."
Prince Xiang took the envelope and the scroll, and put the scroll that painted the portrait of the woman to the candlelight without looking at it. Seeing the scroll silently burned in the hands of Prince Xiang, the old man was puzzled, and asked: " Why don't Prince take a look since you still have some interest in her? If you are not interested, why do you read her post?"
There was a hint of pain in the eyes of Prince Xiang, and he muttered silently: "Do you think that I will see other women in my life?"
Old Xiao sighed quietly and shook his head: "Prince you still couldn't forget her?"
Prince Xiang smiled bitterly and swept his the face, then he said loudly: "Since this woman dared to self-recommend with her own portrait, she must be confident with her look. So there is no need to look at her portrait. As long as her request is challenging enough, I don't mind helping her this time."
Old Xiao scratched his head with confusion, and asked: "In the past, there were also people contributing beautiful ladies to you, why did prince accept her post without looking at this lady's appearance?"
"This is different," smiled Prince Xiang. "The previous folks contribute beautiful ladies to me. This time, the lady came to me herself. Obviously she is in desperate need of help. She is different from the other folks."
Prince Xiang opened the envelope in his hands and read the letter roughly. There was a layer of serious on his gentle face. He smirked, "Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect it to be so interesting."
He finally looked at the signature and read lightly, "Yin Gufang. A good name. I like it." Then Prince Xiang looked up and nodded at old Xiao. "Tell her, I accept this request!"
"Okay!" Old Xiao said, followed with a smile. "It's interesting to say that I have met a funny thing this time."
Seeing Prince Xiang looked at him with curiosity, old Xiao explained hurriedly, "When I met the customers in the Moon Tower, a stupid cheater was chased by the fighters and kept running in the crossing road. In th end, he was too tiered and died. "
Seeing Prince Xiang was interested, old Xiao hurriedly described what happened and in the end he shook his head and sighed, "That was really weird. That guy not only kept running on the crossing road, but also kept a certain pattern. The blood he lost on the road was so much that it read a big word of 'mouth'."
"Mouth?" Prince Xian frowned his eyebrows, old Xiao hurriedly explained, "Yeah. That word was right in the center of the crossing road. "
Prince Xiang looked serious. After a little silence, he sighed lightly, "Old Xiao, you must check the background of this person. We probably missed the alert by a person who gave his life."
"Alert?" Old Xiao was puzzled. Prince Xiang nodded. He dipped some tea water and drew, "You said his lost blood was like a big word of 'mouth'? And that word was right in the center of the crossing road?"
"Yes!" Old Xiao looked at the word of 'mouth' that Prince Xiang used the tea water to draw and felt confused. Prince Xiao then explained, "If you lengthen the word, then it became the word 'trap'".
"Trap? He was trying to say he was trapped?" Old Xiao then shook his head, "No. How did you know he was sending the message to us not to other people? It could be a coincidence."
"It is never a coincidence for me to live so long." Prince Xiang said. He continued, "First of all, you are the only person who regularly visited the Moon Tower. This is no longer a secret in the market. The word he left with his blood could only be seen from upwards. Secondly, he used some stupid cheating skill in the gambling house to make things big enough to attract your attention. Lastly, he is warning us not to fall into other trap not himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't die in the end. He must be chased after by too many people so he couldn't take the alert to you in person. He sacrificed his life to warn us."
"That's right!" Old Xiao suddenly understood everything. "No wonder he acted so weird. It's too sad he didn't tell us who was setting the trap to us."
Prince Xiang picked up the posts on the table and murmured, "The trap must be one of these." Then he read through all the posts. "I think it's not hard to figure it out."
Old Xiao took over the posts and read them through. He understood, "That's right. All the posts are suggesting one place—Jin Ling!"
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