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Chapter 548 Dragon has nine sons

Pixiu blonde crown? Pixiu...

Zhiruo thought about Ling Xianger's words in his head, and his hands couldn't help but outline a Pixiu Hair Crown on the paper.

Yin Huien, in her previous life, made gold jewelry at home. She also designed jewelry at the beginning, so she naturally consulted the meaning and taboos of Pixiu jewelry.

Pixiu is the ninth son of the Dragon King and one of the five auspicious beasts in ancient times. The meaning of Pixiu is to attract wealth, ward off evil spirits and bring luck. Wearing a golden Pixiu can give the wearer psychological hints, increase a person's aura and confidence, and believe that Pixiu can bring good luck to yourself. Also, in ancient times, Pixiu was also used to describe a brave army.

So, what is the psychology of this person who always wears a golden crown of Pixiu in the dark?

Recruiting wealth? Transforming luck? Increase momentum? Army?

Zhiruo wrote a question mark on the next word. She wanted to find the clues of the Pixiu Golden Crown from this psychological hint.

When Liang Dashan came in, he saw Zhiruo frowned and wrote and painted like this, and then muttered to himself...

Before he could ask, Zhiruo had already raised his head: "Brother, is there any prince, prince or other person who loves Pixiu? Or do he particularly believe in Pixiu's luck? "

Liang Dashan was stunned and searched carefully in his mind, then shook his head and said, "Many people like to bring Pixiu. Who doesn't like it if you attract wealth and treasures? But I haven't heard of anyone who is particularly obsessed with it. However, they probably won't wear it into the palace because they don't like it today. In the past, my adoptive father had a Pixiu with a gold-inlaid jade, and he would definitely change it before entering the palace. My adoptive father told Mr. Li that he didn't like Pixiu ornaments today, especially the golden Pixiu. He seemed to be frightened by a large golden Pixiu ornament when he was young."

"..." The second question Zhiruo was about to ask, "Have you heard of any prince wearing a blond crown of Pixiu?" He was blocked in his throat without warning. Is there such a thing? In this way, the thoughts of the blond crown of Pixiu, or the psychological hints of the pursuit of Pixiu, are even more...inspiring!

"Ahem," Zhiruo took the water handed over by Rudong and took a sip, before continuing: "So, is there any prince who seems particularly cowardly and without ambition at this moment, uh, just showing a willing attitude of mediocrity?"

"This..." Liang Dashan first silently digested the meaning of Zhiruo's words in his heart, and then sifted the candidates he knew, and then said: "King Jing was called the wise king because he had no power, King Fu was noble and unintentional to fight for power, the fourth prince was fun, greedy and free, and he was not considered ambition? But they were not too cowardly and willing to be mediocre. The third prince acted stupidly, but he should be really stupid, not cowardly..." The eldest sister's question was really difficult to answer. To be precise, no matter which prince, even if he was unwilling to be a minister, he would not show it. Otherwise, wouldn't he take the initiative to make the emperor taboo?

Zhiruo quickly figured out this point, "Have you heard that the emperor was frightened by the Pixiu ornaments back then? Well, in addition to today, was there any emperor who was speculated to be inherited from the Grand Priest's Mansion? By the way, were there any rumors about the assassination of the Prince's Mansion back then?" There was no wind and no waves, and the rumors should not be fully believed, but perhaps you can find clues from it.

Liang Dashan now also saw clearly the Pixiu Hair Crown drawn on the paper and some words flying and phoenixes below. It seems that the key to the eldest sister’s worries today is the Pixiu Hair Crown? What kind of Pixiu is the golden hair crown that the eldest sister got from where the new clues about the mastermind behind the scenes?

"Let our people pay attention to the relationship between Pixiu Blonde Crown or Pixiu and those in the royal family," Zhiruo's right fingertips began to tap the table rhythmically again. "I recall what Grandma Qi Ba who lived in the side courtyard of Heyuan back then said. I remembered the two words Pixiu and Faguan, which were ignored back then, and I vaguely felt that this might be a clue." Ling Xianger's dream was hard to explain! The experience of Ling Xianger in her previous life that she knew was hard to say, so I just let Grandma Qi Ba take the blame.

Sure enough, after Zhiruo's explanation, Liang Dashan completely accepted it and paid more attention to this clue: "Okay, we will check it slowly for those related to Pixiu," it is better than having no clue before.

"Can you give me this piece of paper from my eldest sister?" Liang Dashan inexplicably believed in Zhiruo's intuition, so he had to think carefully about these words on the paper and broaden his thinking.

"Of course," Zhiruo was stunned for a moment and handed the paper on the table to Liang Dashan. He worked hard, of course, including her ideas. Although it was unorganized, he could also give you a reference for multiple ideas.

Liang Dashan took the paper and swiped it carefully. Suddenly, he saw the word "nine" next to him and asked curiously: "Big sister, what does this word "nine" mean?" Nine meters away? Nine people? Nine feet high?

Zhiruo smiled and said, "The legendary Pixiu is the ninth son of the Dragon King, I wrote it casually."

"Oh," Liang Dashan nodded, making a joke: "I know that the dragon has nine sons, so this Pixiu is the youngest son?"

"..." Zhiruo smiled, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, and his brows frowned, "Wait, brother, what are you saying? Long has nine sons... Long has nine sons... Big brother, how many sons does the emperor have? Is there a ninth prince? No, even if it is a ninth prince, it's too young. The last emperor! How many sons does the last emperor have?"

Liang Dashan also became serious: "The late emperor had fourteen sons. In the battle for the throne, two princes were deposed, one was the eldest prince of that year, and the other was the third prince. Later, they all died, the eighth prince, and the other was unknown which prince, and the other was also dead. By the way, there was also a fourteenth prince, who was said to be the most favored prince at the time, and his life and death were unknown. Some people said that they saw him rushing into the fire and burning him to death, while others said that the dead were a substitute, and the real fourteenth prince escaped from the sea." They casted nets and nails as much as possible for the royal prince and prince, including gossip rumors.

Since ancient times, the struggles for the throne in various dynasties have been extremely tragic. The emperor should not have given birth to so many sons! He harmed others and himself. Zhiruo secretly complained that there were not so many princes fighting, and civil and military ministers would not take sides and conspiracy to follow the dragon's merits, nor would they become cannon fodder for the royal battle.
Chapter completed!
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