PFC Chapter 380 Missing Persons
Chapter 380 Missing Persons
on the way back.
Seeing that the little guy had finally finished babbling.
Xiuxiu then spoke up, "Sister, you don't know, Miaomiao just told those beggars that she's from the Chen Prince's Mansion and told them to come to the Chen Prince's Mansion in seven days to ask for a reward."
Lu Qingyao was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything.
I couldn't help but pat my daughter's head.
I wanted to see what was different about the little guy's head compared to others, and he actually came up with this idea.
In reality, there's not much difference.
After thinking about it, perhaps it's because of the royal bloodline.
Or perhaps she inherited it from her parents.
Both of them are exceptional individuals, so it's not surprising that they could have such an intelligent child.
Miaomiao twisted and pushed her mother's hand away. "Mom, my hair is crooked."
Lu Qingyao smiled and straightened it for her, "Okay, it's not crooked now."
Xiuxiu: "Sister, what should we do next?"
"Find more beggars and continue to spread the story of Prince Chen's great achievements. Seven days later, have them gather at the entrance of Prince Chen's mansion to ask for a reward. The more people, the better."
Xiuxiu understood immediately and raised her eyebrows, saying, "Don't worry, sister. In less than three days, I guarantee that everyone inside and outside the palace will hear about Prince Chen's great achievements. He wants a good reputation, so let's give him a good boost and burn him to death."
Miao Miao smacked her lips.
Gee!
They say she's mean, but everyone's more mean than the last.
It must cost a lot of money.
“Auntie, ask the princess for money. The princess is very rich,” Miao Miao said.
Mother and Princess Mother are different.
Princesses are born with a silver spoon in their mouths and never lack gold, silver, jewels, silks, or satins; they have everything they want.
He even used gold to make toys for her, regarding money as dirt.
But my mother was different; she earned every single penny herself.
She witnessed and remembered all the hardships they endured from a young age.
Even if my mother has money, she won't spend it recklessly.
This is a matter for the princess, and it can only be accomplished by spending the princess's money.
Lu Qingyao remained silent, but was deeply moved.
Although the child was not her biological child, he always sided with her and brought everything home with him.
"Gulu gulu..."
Whose stomach is growling?
It belongs to Miaomiao.
I've finished all my snacks and treats, but I'm still hungry.
She was so enthusiastic about giving money that she couldn't stop herself and didn't leave a single copper coin behind.
Right now, her stomach is the first to rumble.
Kind of embarrassing.
This is reaping what you sow.
She lifted the curtain and watched the mountains and rivers outside the car slowly move behind her.
Right now, she has no eyes for distant mountains or scenery.
There were only lively rabbits and pheasants.
"Auntie, let's go hunting! We'll roast rabbit today." Miao Miao looked at Aunt Xiu Xiu pitifully. How could her auntie let her go hungry?
Xiuxiu suppressed a laugh and said, "Unfortunately, I didn't bring my bow and arrows today, so I can't shoot."
"Let's go catch some fish, then we can grill them," Miao Miao said, pointing to a small river not far away.
The riverbanks are lined with red maple trees, their leaves ablaze with vibrant crimson.
Enjoying the autumn scenery while grilling fish is definitely better than eating wontons on a busy street.
Their whole family enjoys going on spring outings.
No, this shouldn't be called a spring outing, the grass is gradually turning yellow.
It should be called an autumn outing.
Sure enough, Aunt Xiuxiu readily agreed.
"Sure, I'll go to the river and catch a few fish later." With her around, there's no worry about not having anything to eat.
Everything can be cooked.
Lu Qingyao also thought of hunting, even though she hadn't originally intended to kill anything today.
But after thinking about it, she realized she couldn't let the child go hungry; Buddha would forgive her.
The carriage stopped by the river.
It's a small stream that's not too fast-flowing; it looks like there should be fish there.
The red maple leaves on the opposite bank of the river painted the entire hillside red.
Halfway up the mountain, there was another structure, which was unclear whether it was a temple or a nunnery, and pilgrims were coming up the mountain one after another.
The mother asked a passerby what kind of temple it was.
A passerby replied, "That's not a temple, it's the Sansheng Nunnery, a place where the late emperor's concubines practiced seclusion. The nunnery is offering vegetarian food today, so if you go too late, it will be gone."
Sansheng'an... Sansheng'an...
Miaomiao searched her mind for the name.
What a familiar name.
The three of them looked at each other.
Xiuxiu slapped her forehead. "Oh! I remember now, this is where Jiang Zijin became a nun. I came here once in winter, and it was covered in ice and snow. The scenery was different from now, so I didn't recognize it."
What a coincidence!
I happened to be passing by today, so how could I not go and take a look?
Lu Qingyao immediately told the driver to turn the carriage around. "Let's grill fish another day. Today, let's go to the Sansheng Temple for a vegetarian meal."
To turn a young girl, whose heart is filled with worldly desires and who dreams of marrying into a wealthy family, into a life of religious devotion and strict adherence to monastic rules.
The Emperor is truly wicked!
Sure enough, Miao Miao's personality has its origins.
They're from the same lineage.
Miao Miao was a little unhappy when she heard that she couldn't eat grilled fish.
But the thought of seeing the beautiful young nun Jiang Zijin immediately piqued his interest.
"Mother, let's go check if Third Sister is still here."
When Qiuqiu returned, she said that she saw a little nun at the Sansheng Temple whose back view looked very much like Jiang Zijin.
The little nun kept her head down and kept striking the wooden fish; it didn't dare to look closely.
The person should be there.
However, Miaomiao always felt that it didn't quite fit Jiang Zijin's personality.
She would actually be willing to spend her life with the ancient Buddha and the dim lamp.
Such a person who loves beauty has dignified elegance ingrained in their very bones.
I used to see her wearing different clothes every time.
Her clothes, jewelry, and accessories were all exquisite, and she always looked like a dignified and elegant lady from a well-to-do family.
Putting everything else aside, to be fair, Jiang Zijin's aesthetic sense is quite good.
She is also a first-rate talented woman.
Of all the things they've done, not a single one is good.
Their hearts have become twisted.
Miaomiao was curious about the daily life of the pretty young nun, who could stay so well in the nunnery.
Lu Qingyao: "Jiang Zijin has already escaped and is no longer at the Three Saints Temple."
"Gone? When did you go away?" Miao Miao's eyes widened.
You're asking for death!
It was an imperial decree to make her a nun, yet she dared to disobey.
Wait a minute, if this is discovered, it's a crime of deceiving the emperor!
It will implicate the whole family.
What a menace! Absolutely a menace!
"Sister, I originally wanted to get rid of her quietly, but that girl is too clever. She found a substitute, and I was a step too late, so she escaped." Xiuxiu slapped her thigh and sighed.
“Jiang Zijin committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. Jiang Yunze deserves to die, but Brother Jiang and Uncle Fu’s family are innocent. This man is not only risking his own life but also implicating others. He is a scourge.”
"Try to sneak into the backyard later and see if she's gone back?" Lu Qingyao said.
Princess Yuqing had reminded Jiang Zijin after their last meeting.
This girl is something else.
Her demeanor, her skill, her cunning—she was in no way inferior to the concubines in the palace.
She doesn't seem like a naive young lady at all.
Let her get rid of it as soon as possible.
But it's still a step too late.
After searching for more than half a year, it was as if he had vanished into thin air.
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