Chapter 314: Raising a Country to Search for

Someone She pondered for a moment and slowly said, "I met a man who looked very similar to this man 20 years ago."

This sentence stunned Ling Fengxun.

Even An Yunxi felt that it might be a misunderstanding.

After all, the master that Ling Fengxun met when he was 15 years old was only 11 or 12 years ago.

An Yunxi sat next to Du and gently held her mother's hand.

Du felt that her daughter's hand seemed to bring her a lot of strength, and even her mood gradually calmed down.

Seeing that the two of them were silent and listening quietly, she had to continue talking.

"It's not a big deal. I just saved a dying beggar on my way back from praying at Liangshan Temple. Seeing that he had nowhere to go and was a little stupid, I let him work as a servant at home."

An Yunxi obviously noticed the difference in her mother's tone, and instantly recalled what An Qing said.

An Qing said that she was not his biological daughter at all.

Instead, her mother was drugged and gave birth to a stupid beggar she brought back from the mansion.

After the stupid beggar was used, he was beaten to death and thrown into a mass grave.

An Yunxi knew that what she said was just speculation, but she also subconsciously met Ling Fengxun's eyes.

Obviously, both of them are quick-witted. The few sentences that Mrs. Du said and her reaction, the so-called guess, are almost right.

An Yunxi thinks this matter is a bit too coincidental.

Could it be that the stupid beggar was not dead at all, and later became Ling Fengxun's master?

Thinking about it, she felt that this matter was quite mysterious, and even felt that it was unlikely.

Perhaps only by finding the person can we know the truth of the matter, otherwise, it is really as Mrs. Du said, these two people just look a bit similar.

Twenty years have passed, and it is difficult to find any clues. Moreover, An Yunxi is not very interested in who her real biological father is.

He is just an unimportant passerby.

The other person was also a poor person who had been persecuted like her mother. Therefore, An Yunxi did not hate him, nor did she have any feelings for him.

Thinking of this, she gently held her mother's cold hand and said, "Mother, you really recognized the wrong person. The prince knew his master twelve years ago. During that time, the man in your memory had already died."

Mrs. Du breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little annoyed: "I couldn't help you and the prince."

"Mother"

An Yunxi held her mother in her arms and patted her back soothingly.

"You don't have to help your daughter. If you really want to help, you must live well and stay with your daughter and your little grandson."

Mrs. Du wiped her eyes and recovered her mood instantly: "Okay, by the way, is there any news from your third brother recently?"

An Yunxi immediately took the letter from her third brother.

"Look, this is a letter from my third brother."

Mrs. Du heard this and held the letter in her palm and read it over and over again.

The room instantly became quiet, and Ling Fengxun stood beside An Yunxi, watching the interaction between the mother and daughter in the room with a gentle look.

Mrs. Du saw that she had lost her composure, so she quickly stood up and returned the letter to An Yunxi: "All the things written here are important, and he didn't mention himself much. When you write back to him, Xier, please remind him to take good care of himself. He has been weak since he was young and is prone to illness. When he is at home, his mother takes care of him. When he goes out, he has to be more careful and must not overwork himself."

An Yunxi nodded obediently: "Xier will remember everything, mother."

She sent Mrs. Du back to rest, and after a while, she closed the door and went back.

Ling Fengxun was still waiting for her in the room. The news she had just heard from Mrs. Du was so shocking that both of them were still a little confused.

An Yunxi's eyes flickered slightly, "Prince, are there really two people in the world who look so similar?"

Maybe my mother remembered it wrongly

. But the person in the painting is not bad-looking, and it is not the kind that people forget after seeing it.

Ling Fengxun also pondered for a while, his eyes fell on An Yunxi, and then he took the initiative to compare the person in the portrait.

Suddenly, he found that if the person in the portrait was younger, and the stubble and the sense of aging on his face were removed, his eyebrows and eyes would actually be somewhat similar to An Yunxi.

An Yunxi's cheeks flushed a little when she was looked at by Ling Fengxun, and she felt that this situation was a little embarrassing.

"Prince, do you really think there is such a coincidence?"

Ling Fengxun said seriously, "It's not impossible."

"But you also heard from my mother that the man she knew back then was just a stupid beggar who was picked up. He was very different from the mysterious master you described, with an immortal appearance."

She felt that the two of them were completely unrelated.

Moreover, there was a gap of eight or nine years between them.

An Qing and Hong Hu had both said that her so-called biological father had been beaten to death.

Ling Fengxun retracted his gaze, and he carefully put away the portrait, but there was a bit of strangeness in his eyes.

In the past, he thought it didn't matter whether he looked for this master or not.

But now he felt that he had to look for him.

"It just so happens that I also have a lot of things to ask him. I will just post the imperial edict and then look for him openly. This should be faster."

An Yunxi hurriedly said: "Isn't it said that he is related to the Southern Qi Kingdom?"

Ling Fengxun's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but smile: "Not many people know about it."

"Doesn't Ling Changyue know about this?"

Ling Fengxun paused: "It doesn't matter."

An Yunxi understood.

Maybe Ling Fengxun didn't regard Ling Changyue as a human being at all.

Within three days, the portrait of Jun Wuce was posted in every street and alley of the imperial city.

If you don't know, you would think that the country is going to be called to investigate this person.

However, the notice did not say what crime this person had committed. It simply listed his physical features and approximate age, and said that anyone who had seen this person or provided real and effective clues would be rewarded with 100 taels of silver.

If you can find the person directly, you will be rewarded with 1,000 taels of gold. When

this news came out, the people of the imperial city of Beiling Kingdom were greatly shocked.

1,000 taels of gold is enough for ordinary people to have food and clothing for a lifetime, and providing clues will get silver, which has caused quite a sensation.

Many people are even spontaneously preparing to find the person in order to get this reward.

An Yunxi glanced at the portraits drawn by other painters based on Ling Fengxun's painting.

Then she frowned and asked Ling Fengxun at her side.

"Prince, will this really work?"

Ling Fengxun curled his lips and shook his head slightly: "I'm not sure yet."

In fact, he knew that Jun Wuce was most likely not in Beiling, and it was even possible that he was not in Nanqi.

As for where he went, I'm afraid only he knew.

However,

"Report to the prince and princess, someone said that they saw the person you are looking for in the portrait!"