Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 460

Lan Qier walked around behind the bronze wolf statue curiously.

Sure enough, behind the wolf's tail, there is a graffiti of a smiling face that has accumulated dust over the years due to the age.

"It's true! You are the daughter of Ling Zhu."

"Lan Qi'er, is it inappropriate for us to come to recognize relatives so abruptly?"

"No, no, you will understand when you arrive at Ling Zhu's mansion later!"

What Lan Qier said was in the clouds, so Li Jingui could only follow behind her, walking towards the depths of Wenjin Lane.

Suddenly there was a noisy sound ahead, but there was a long queue at the gate of the mansion not far away.

"Duke Hongyi's Mansion?"

Lingzhu's ancestor, Batulu Edu, was one of the five ministers of the Qing Dynasty. He once accompanied Taizu Nurhachi in the southern and northern wars and made great military exploits.

During Taizong's Huangtaiji period, in six years of Mandate of Heaven, Edu also died of illness, and later he was granted the title of Duke Hongyi and was assigned to enjoy the Taimiao.

And this generation's hereditary Duke of Hongyi is Ling Zhu's elder brother, Ling Tai.

"What are these women doing in line here?"

"Acknowledge father! It's like this every day, and it has become a common sight in Wenjin Lane. Now, this is Lingzhu's mansion."

Lan Qier pointed to the tight Hongyi mansion surrounded by dozens of women.

"what?"

"It's nothing to be surprised about. There are too many people in this world who are stalking people. Jingui, let's go!"

At this time, Lan Qi'er disguised himself as a young scholar, dressed in a green hill, indescribably elegant and dignified.

"Line in line! There are [-] places today, first come, first served, those who can't get in the line go back early, and come back tomorrow!"

The servants in Hongyi's mansion, who had long been accustomed to the scene in front of them, stood on the top of the steps and yelled at the black crowd.

"Brother, we have come from far away, can you make it easier?"

Li Jingui took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, and quietly stuffed it into the porter's hand.

"Hold your number plate, whether you can have the last laugh depends on your ability!"

The white-haired concierge in front of him figured out a way to make money from this boring job, Li Jingui couldn't laugh or cry.

Unexpectedly, the recognition of relatives was stricter than that of the draft girls in the palace. At this time, Li Jingui was standing in the last row.

There were four full rows of women in front of her, and these women were invited into the flower hall one by one.

But almost all of them were beaten out by random sticks. Seeing this, a few timid women in the team shrank their necks and walked away in despair.

Gradually, the team became thinner and thinner. After Li Jingui made a rough count, less than twenty women entered.

But no one was spared, they were all beaten out with sticks.

But at this time, she looked around, only to find that there were only a dozen or so women left.

Until lunch, including Li Jingui, there were only five or six women left.

At this time, the door of the flower hall that was originally closed was suddenly opened.

"The remaining six, come in together!"

A nanny with a serious expression came out from inside, and said coldly to everyone.

She brought Li Jingui and others into the flower hall. Through the screen, Li Jingui saw a shadowy figure behind the screen.

"check!"

A majestic and vicissitudes of life sounded from behind the screen.

Li Jingui guessed that the women who went in first and were beaten out by sticks must be playing a show for the rest of the people to see.

Shock and remove the dross, so that you don't have to waste your energy.

At this time, a maid came in with a tray, and with the assistance of the maid, Li Jingui dropped a drop of his own blood into the bowl of clear water on the tray.

(End of this chapter)