The moonlight in front of the bed was like frost on the ground. Looking up at the moon, I lowered my head to miss my hometown.
It was a very simple poem.
It was a homesickness poem written by Li Bai, a romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty.
On Earth, even a three-year-old child could recite it fluently. There was no one in China who didn't know it.
From this point of view, the poem did not have any special meaning.
But for Li Mu, the moment he saw the poem, he was shocked.
Because the paper on which the poem was written was sent by a messenger from the Northern Song.
The characters that wrote the poem were also in Chinese characters.
The poem and characters on Earth were written on Earth.
But it was sent by a messenger from the Northern Song.
It should not be from this world, nor was it written in this world, but it was sent by a person from this world.
Li Mu instantly realized that it was very likely that there was another person from Earth in this world.
And this person from Earth was in the Northern Song.
This was of great significance to Li Mu.
A feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land surged wildly in his heart.
Li Mu was immersed in shock and surprise. It was not until the little attendant Qing Feng led the messenger into the study that he came to his senses.
"Zhao Ji, messenger of the Northern Song, pays respect to the Sage-to-be." The messenger bowed respectfully.
It was a young man in his twenties. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a determined look. He was dressed in a scholar's costume popular in the Northern Song, with wide sleeves and a Song sword hanging on his waist. He was tall and thin, with a dignified appearance.
Li Mu's eyes fell on the messenger of the Northern Song, which were as sharp as a knife.
Zhao Ji immediately felt an indescribable pressure shrouding him. Under the gaze of the Sage-to-be Li Mu, Zhao Ji felt like an ant being squashed under a boulder. If he was not careful, he might be crushed to pieces.
He deserved his reputation.
"Who asked you to send this to me?" Li Mu asked directly, holding the poem in his hand.
Zhao Ji did not dare to be negligent. He said, "It's the adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth. Before she left, she asked me to give it to Your Honor. She once said that if you refused to see me in Taibai County, you could pass this to me. Maybe Your Honor would make an exception to see me."
In fact, he was also very surprised.
To be honest, when he left Lin 'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty, the adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth had come to him in private and asked him to give that thing to Li Mu, the Sage-to-be, saying that it might be of help to him.
At that time, Zhao Ji did not really believe it.
That was because although Li Mu's name and poems had spread to the Northern Song, Li Mu had never been to the Northern Song. He had not even left the Chang 'an Mansion of the Western Qin. The adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth had never met Li Mu. How could they be friends? How could a piece of paper with some strange symbols on it move a Sage-to-be like Li Mu?
However, after arriving in Taibai County, Zhao Ji had requested to see the Sage-to-be several times, but he was refused every time. He only saw Qing Feng, the little attendant. That made Zhao Ji anxious but helpless.
He just wanted to give it a try, so he sent the gift from the adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth to Li Mu. Little did he expect that the gift would work so well that Li Mu, the Sage-to-be, immediately received him.
Hearing Zhao Ji's answer, Li Mu was still confused.
The adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth of the Northern Song?
He had never heard of such a person before.
"Can you tell me more about the adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth?" Li Mu asked, "What's her background? Do you know her name? "
Zhao Ji found it very strange that the Sage-to-be was so interested in that girl.
However, he still organized his words and said, "Lord Virtuous the Eighth is a lord with outstanding achievements in the empire. He has a very high status. About half a year ago, when he was traveling in disguise, he adopted a daughter by chance. He doted on her very much and gave her the surname Zhao. Her name is Zhao Shiyu and she is titled Countess Huanzhu. She has made quite a stir in Lin 'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty. As for her specific background, I don't know."
Li Mu was quite surprised to hear that.
"Shiyu?"
The name sounded familiar.
When he was on Earth, he had a deskmate named Wang Shiyu, the most beautiful girl in the class, no, the most beautiful girl in the school. Her name was Wang Shiyu, who was very smart and took good care of the orphans. As a result, there was a rumor among his classmates that Li Mu and Wang Shiyu were in love.
But for Li Mu, it was not a relationship. Seriously speaking, it was just a vague budding of love. It was not very hot, but it was definitely a kind of budding love of a virgin.
Li Mu had a good impression of Wang Shiyu.
However, after he came to this world, Li Mu gradually gave up his love for the campus belle, because they were in two different worlds. Twenty years later, the campus belle would have married someone else.
But now …
Li Mu's heart suddenly beat faster.
Because he was wondering if this so-called adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth, Zhao Shiyu … was his former deskmate, Wang Shiyu. Had she also come to this world? After all, only the people on Earth, and it had to be the Chinese on Earth, would know Li Mu's poems.
"And Countess Huanzhu?
Why does it sound like Princess Huanzhu? "
But on second thought, although there were all kinds of signs, it was still unlikely.
Because Wang Shiyu was, after all, an ordinary person. Without an old faker by her side, it was impossible for her to cross the sea of stars and come here.
With a glimmer of hope, Li Mu asked again, "Since she was granted the surname Zhao, I wonder if Envoy Song knows what Countess Huanzhu's original surname is?"
Zhao Ji shot Li Mu a strange look and said, "I've heard someone say that her surname seems to be Wang …"
"What?" Li Mu sprang to his feet in shock and said, "Her surname is Wang? Are you mistaken? Is her surname really … Wang? "
His reaction gave Envoy Song and Zhao Ji a shock.
"It seems that her surname is indeed Wang. Yes, it is Wang. I remember. I heard that once, at a party of the pearls in Lin 'an, Countess Huanzhu, who was drunk, even claimed to be Miss Wang. She cried and lost her composure. Later, many people secretly laughed at her." Zhao Ji added.
"Wang Shiyu."
"Her surname is really Wang."
"Could she really be the former deskmate of the campus belle with a sweet smile?"
Li Mu felt nervous, which was rare.
"She … What does Countess Huanzhu look like? How old is she? "Li Mu asked, suppressing the excitement in his heart.
Envoy Song, Zhao Ji, felt more and more puzzled.
Judging from Li Mu's appearance, he seemed to be an old friend of the adopted daughter of Lord Virtuous the Eighth. But judging from the time and place, it was unlikely.
Suppressing the surprise in his heart, he said, "Countess Huanzhu is 15 years old. She just celebrated her 15th birthday on the 9th of October this year …" As he spoke, he roughly described Countess Huanzhu's appearance and figure to Li Mu.
At that, Li Mu's heart was thrown into turmoil.
By now, he was 80% or 90% sure that this Countess Huanzhu must be his deskmate, Wang Shiyu, the campus belle.
Because everything fitted him.
In particular, her age and the general appearance described by Envoy Song were highly consistent with the campus belle's deskmate in Li Mu's memory.
"She also came to this planet?"
"How did she come here?"
"This is just too incredible."
Li Mu really wanted to go to the Northern Song at once to meet her face to face and ask her what was going on. But he took a deep breath and held back the impulse.
Because it was impossible for him to leave Taibai County and the Taibai Mountain.
His combat strength as a Sage-to-be could only be exerted within the scope of the Dragon-assembling Pattern in the Taibai Mountain. Once he left the range of the formation, the further he was away, the lower his strength would be. If he was more than 500 miles away from the range of the formation, he would not be able to borrow any power of the formation.
Li Mu scratched his head.
"If I had known this, I wouldn't have been so high-profile and provoked so many people."
Now, as a Sage-to-be, he had made a name for himself. Besides, he killed the second prince and beat up the Fire Devil. He had made a lot of enemies. No one knew how many people were ready to deal with him. If he left the Taibai Mountain, if someone did not believe him and attacked him, he would be completely exposed.
Seeing that Li Mu was lost in thought, Envoy Song, Zhao Ji, felt even more strange and complicated.
"Your Honor, this time I'm here on behalf of His Highness Lord He of the Northern Song. He wants …" Zhao Ji tried to tell him the purpose of his visit. After all, that was the real purpose of his visit.
Li Mu listened to him absent-mindedly. Then, he nodded and asked, "How is this Countess Huanzhu doing in the mansion of Lord Virtuous the Eighth? How is her status? Do you want to cultivate? "
Zhao Ji was speechless.
"It seems that the Sage-to-be didn't listen to the purpose of my visit at all."
However, it also showed that Li Mu, the Sage-to-be, really attached great importance to Countess Huanzhu.
Zhao Ji's heart skipped a beat.
"In that case, why not take advantage of the situation?"
"I'm afraid that the Sage-to-be has no interest in the Northern Song, but I'm not afraid that he will. Since the Sage-to-be attached so much importance to Countess Huanzhu, why not take this opportunity to negotiate?"
With that in mind, Zhao Ji was not in a hurry. He slowly introduced Countess Huanzhu and told him everything he knew.
Lord Virtuous the Eighth was the first prince of the Northern Song. He had a high position and great power. When he was young, he once commanded the imperial army and fought in the border area. He met his wife, who was a military officer in the border area. They loved each other very much, which was also a good story in the Northern Song. Unfortunately, later, his wife died in a war against the Southern Chu Empire. Lord Virtuous the Eighth was so disheartened that he had no children and never remarried.
That lord was very famous in the Northern Song. But in recent years, he slowly retired and no longer paid attention to the affairs of the court.
More than half a year ago, Lord Virtuous the Eighth traveled incognito and met Wang Shiyu, who was wandering in the wilderness. Li Mu didn't know what touched the old man's heart, so he adopted her as his daughter and spoiled her very much. He asked the current emperor of the Northern Song to give her the surname Zhao and the title Countess Huanzhu. In Lin 'an, she enjoyed a very high status.
Hearing that, Li Mu was a little relieved.
If it was really Wang Shiyu, no matter how she came to this world, at the beginning, she must have been very helpless, afraid, and lonely. But fortunately, she was lucky enough to meet an old man who was fated with her and found a big backer.
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