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Chapter 462 Brass Pendant
Lu Qing was a light sleeper, so he woke up the moment something broke through the window. He heard something fall to the ground, so he quickly got up, grabbed the short sword from beside his pillow, and rushed to the window.

When he reached the window, his gaze fell on the hole in the window paper. He paused, standing still by the window, not making any further moves.

When Zhu Yu woke up, he heard the sound of something hard falling to the ground. He got up and looked around. He didn't see any smoke coming from anywhere in the room, nor did he smell any unusual odors, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The firearms and gunpowder here were not advanced enough to make her wary, so she wasn't worried that anything thrown in would suddenly explode. So she boldly followed the direction of the landing sound in the dark and searched around. After groping around in the dark, she actually found a small object under the table that didn't seem to belong here.

Zhu Yu picked up the item and held it in his hand. He felt a smooth, cool metallic touch in his palm. The item wasn't big, but it was heavy.

She walked over to Lu Qing, who was standing by the window: "So? Don't you want to chase after them? Are you afraid this is a diversionary tactic?"

“No,” Lu Qing shook her head and pointed to the hole in the window paper in front of her, “Look here.”

Zhu Yu took a closer look and saw a hole in the window paper. The hole was very round, and the edges looked smooth with no obvious rough edges.

"This thing... was shot into the house from a great distance using something like a slingshot?" Although Zhu Yu was more professional in autopsies, he also knew more about this kind of examination than the average person, and he blurted out his judgment after seeing it.

Lu Qing looked at her approvingly: "You really could tell."

The window paper wouldn't have such a hole unless it had been thrown in from a distance with great force.

So it's clear that the other party didn't intend to get closer to us; they just wanted us to receive something.

"Here it is." Zhu Yu reached out to Lu Qing and handed him the flat, round object. "I just found it under the table. Take a look."

Lu Qing took it, held it in her hand, walked to the side, pulled the screen over to block the window, and then pulled Zhu Yu to sit down at the table. She lit the candle on the table, and the room was instantly swept away from the darkness, filled with warm yellow candlelight, soft and not dazzling, but enough to make people see everything around them clearly.

Lu Qing placed the things Zhu Yu had given him on the table, carefully examined them, his brows furrowing tightly before slowly relaxing.

Zhu Yu had been observing his expression and reaction, and seeing this, she already had a guess in her mind: "You recognize this thing, right? Where have you seen it before?"

“I recognize it.” Lu Qing stroked the object with her fingers and handed it to Zhu Yu. “But I’ve never seen it before.”

Zhu Yu picked it up in the dark, and could only clearly feel the texture and weight of the object; he couldn't feel anything else.

Now, in the candlelight before them, the appearance of this thing became crystal clear.

This thing is about the size of a copper coin, less than half a finger joint thick. It's a bright yellow with a soft luster, and looks like it's made of brass or copper. Unlike a copper coin, this thing doesn't have a hole in the middle, but both sides are engraved with clear patterns. At first glance, it looks like a lion, but it looks even more majestic than a lion.

"What is this...?" Zhu Yu asked.

“Qilin.” Lu Qing’s tone sounded very calm, so calm that there was not a ripple in it. “It is the pattern of the Lu family branch of my ancestors.”

Zhu Yu was somewhat surprised, looked up at Lu Qing, then at the thing in her hand: "This... so this thing... belongs to your family?"

"It seems so." Lu Qing's lips curled up, and his face once again showed that kind of cold smile. "It seems that we have been moving too slowly lately, which has made some people lose patience and start to get impatient."

"How...how did you recognize this as the pattern of your Lu family branch? Besides the gold-threaded soft armor, did your family leave you anything else?" Zhu Yu asked, somewhat puzzled.

Lu Qing was the only child to survive in his branch of the family. The rest of the family members died in a conspiracy orchestrated by an unknown person. He was just a baby at the time, and unless an outsider specifically told him, he probably would have had little knowledge of the special patterns his family had.

"Apart from something resembling a golden silk soft armor, there's nothing else." Lu Qing shook his head. "You know that golden silk soft armor doesn't have this kind of Qilin pattern on it."

Apart from the gold-threaded soft armor, all other items in my house were burned, leaving nothing behind, so I was initially completely unaware of this.

However, thanks to Lu Chao, who used the excuse of being physically weak, the emperor allowed him to read whatever he wanted and go wherever he wanted without anyone stopping him. After all, that was Lu Chao's only source of enjoyment.

He went to the Imperial Genealogy Office again to look through the records of the Lu clan. Under normal circumstances, the Emperor did not like others to casually look through this document, since it contained some things that were not to be told to outsiders during the struggle for the throne.

However, Lu Chao was an exception; he looked at it and even saw a booklet that clearly recorded some things about my people, including the Qilin pattern.

This Qilin pattern is not something that just anyone can wear. Generally, it is worn by the head of each family in each generation. It is like a pendant, an ornament, and a symbol of status.

Because I couldn't take that booklet out of the Jade Register Office, and it was obvious that I wasn't suitable to enter or leave the Jade Register Office, Lu Chao specially drew an identical Qilin pattern for me.

Lu Chao's painting skills are quite remarkable, so I can confirm that the pattern he drew for me is at least 99% similar to the original.

"When you gave me this just now, I knew what it was immediately after seeing the patterns on it."

"So... this thing..." Zhu Yu was somewhat surprised. Although she knew that the other party wouldn't shoot something like this into their room under the cover of night for no reason, she really didn't expect that this thing was more important and special than she originally thought. "This thing was something your father carried with him before he died?"

“Perhaps it is, or perhaps it’s just a copy. I can’t say for sure. After all… I’ve never seen anything from my family except for the gold-threaded soft armor.” A bitter look flashed across Lu Qing’s eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.