Martial Sage

Time is quiet and good to talk to the gentleman, the long flowing water is with the gentleman, and the prosperity is gone with the old and the gentleman.

The best thing about time is roughly the same.

Don’t ask when to leave, don’t ask when you come back, as long as you follow your heart, there will be warm sun everywhere.

Perhaps because he felt that the warmth at this time, with a touch of discomfort and a touch of worry, Tang Hao changed the subject.

"Just talk casually, we don't have to be so solemn."

"Okay! Let's make ice cream. It's too cold, so it's better to eat less."

While talking, Tang Hao released the palms of the two of them and continued to stir the egg liquid while laughing.

Li Wan innocently gave Tang Hao a glance, mashed his arm, and muttered.

"baffling!"

After that, she pulled Princess Changle and continued to sift the flour.

"Master Hou! There is a wooden box, which is said to be delivered from the land of the south of the Yangtze River! It is said that Master Hou can inspire it personally."

When the voice fell, the female steward appeared at the door of the dining room with a square wooden box in her hand.

The land of Jiangnan?

The two who are still sifting the flour are a suffocation for the beautiful woman.

This place has never been heard from Tang Hao. What's more, Tang Hao has come to Chang'an since he entered this place. Apart from fighting in the north, he went out to Qingzhou.

But I have never heard of friendship with Jiangnan.

At almost the same moment, the two turned to look behind them.

Tang Hao also looked confused, met the curious eyes of the two, spread his hands, and said.

"Uh...I don't seem to have been to Jiangnan..."

Li Wanqing was swift and swift, patted the flour on her hands,

"Have you ever seen someone who gave this thing?"

The female steward replied truthfully.

"It was sent by an unfamiliar army master. It is said that it was sent by Renshi from the land of the south of the Yangtze River. The sender Hou Ye knows."

After listening, Li Wanqing strode over, took the wooden box, and took it back.

The wooden box is not big and can be played with one hand, exquisite and compact.

The dark red color shows the sense of simplicity and vicissitudes of life. Six trees of different shapes are carved on each of the six faces, ranging from the trunk to the small branches and leaves, and the lines are clearly visible. The ingenious craftsmanship makes people stunned.

Li Wanqing took the wooden box and looked up and down, left and right, her eyebrows gradually frowned.

"Could this wooden box be made of solid? There is no keyhole?"

Princess Changle was also quite puzzled. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at it again and again, and she picked up the wooden box in Li Wanqing's hand and shook it a few times in her ear.

Whoops whoops.

The dull voice sounded from the wooden box, it was the sound of something rolling and shaking inside.

Tang Hao didn't immediately pick up the wooden box, but frowned and thought about it.

The land of the South of the Yangtze River is under the Jiangnan Road, south of the Yangtze River, and it has a wide range of implications.

But after thinking about it, Tang Hao couldn't figure out who sent it.

Princess Changle, who was about to put down the wooden box, inadvertently smelled an elegant fragrance and blurted out.

"Huh! Why does this wooden box have a faint fragrance?"

Li Wanqing took the wooden box curiously, leaned close to the tip of her nose and sniffed.

The smell is not like rouge gouache, much less like perfume, it smells very good, very unique, quite like a woman's body fragrance.

Next second.

There was a touch of anger on his cheeks, his jade face was cold, and his cold eyes looked at the figure behind him.

Yushou caught Tang Hao's ears, and squeezed it fiercely.

"Your kid is not bad! You will learn how to make flowers and grass when you go to Qingzhou?"

"Say! Which Jiangnan fox girl gave this to you again?"

These words reminded Tang Hao of being alone in an instant.

Meng Yuqi!

The oiran who used to be Hu Yuelou!

When I was neglecting Chang'an, I mentioned to myself that her hometown is the land of the south of the Yangtze River.

Could this box be given by Meng Yuqi?

There was intense pain from his ears, Tang Hao bared his teeth, shouting for pain, and looked at the princess Changle who was aside for help.

However, she saw Princess Changle turning around indifferently, with a complete mentality of watching a show.

Tang Hao couldn't help but confessed.

"This box was given by an old friend."

"This old deceased had stayed in Chang'an City before and has returned to Jiangnan."

The pain in the ears was obviously reduced by three points, Li Wanqing asked.

"Huh! She must be a woman, right?"

Obviously, this aunt's grandmother held it tightly at this time, and the woman became obsessed, and she must dig into the roots.

Tang Hao wasn't that stupid, and changed the subject.

"It's a woman, but just an old friend."

"Don't you two want to know what is in this box?"

After Tang Hao's reminder, the two of them turned their eyes to the box again, and looked up and down.

The design of this wooden box is very exquisite, it seems to be a whole, closely connected with porcelain.

After watching it for a long time, Li Wanqing shook, shook, broke, twisted, and tried his best to open the lockless wooden box.

Princess Changle watched for a long while, except for the carved trees that could not be named, she couldn't see any abnormalities anymore.

The two looked at each other and reluctantly handed the wooden box to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao looked at these trees carefully, observed the perfectly sealed wooden box for a week, smiled and said.

"This wooden box is not an extraordinary product."

"Ordinary methods don't open it, the mechanism is hidden, and the person who makes the box is truly brilliant."

Li Wanqing asked tentatively.

"How about we smashed it?"

Tang Hao waved his hand and refused.

"No, the mechanism is built-in. If it is broken, I'm afraid the contents inside will also be damaged."

"If you guess right, this is a Luban box."

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