"Youshu, go slowly, beware of being bumped by a carriage." Ji Changye dragged the young man back to his side, and Ah Da and Ah Er quickly surrounded the two of them.

The convoy rumbled past, and soon disappeared, but the loud shouts of the young man in red were still far away. Youshu shook the wrist that was tightly held by the young man and asked, "Master, what's wrong?" Do you have a grudge against that family? ”

Ji Changye's expression was slightly soothing, he brushed away the sweaty hair on the side of his cheeks, and said in a low voice, "That's the Wang family." ”

"Wang family, Wang Xiangqian?" Youshu quickly thought of her life experience, and then she suddenly realized. In this way, the arrogant young man is the brother of his life? Maybe there are their own grandmothers, aunts, aunts, and aunts in the carriage? Thinking of this, Youshu was untouched in his heart, he and them were just strangers connected by blood.

Ji Changye bowed his head and asked softly, "Do you still want to go?" If you don't want to, we'll go home. ”

"I want to eat fast." Youshu shook his head firmly, even if it was a knife in the sky, it couldn't stop his food journey.

Ji Changye was amused by his gluttonous little appearance, pinched his upturned nose, and continued to walk up. In the end, it was the child he raised, he was really calm and open-minded, not to mention this peerless skin, it was this kind of heart, which was enough to throw out Wang Tianyou dozens of streets. The head of the so-called "Three Youths in Beijing" is not worthy of the real name and exaggerated.

The two put aside this little episode, while enjoying the scenery while slowly climbing to the top of the mountain, to the gate of the temple, but saw several guards standing with knives in their eyes.

Ji Changye has long been accustomed to a hard life, and when he returned to the capital, he was not blinded by the glory and wealth, and he was still dressed in ordinary cyan clothes. For the sake of ease of movement, Ah Da and Ah Er directly wore a short dozen that only street coolies would wear, and there were two patches on the tips of their shoes, which looked very cold. Only Shu was beaten by Ji Changye, a pink sprinkling flower row tassel gown lined his face like a crown of jade, eyebrows, and the white-tender skin cultivated by staying indoors all year round showed a translucent color in the bright sun, and he was pampered at a glance.

Therefore, several guards looked directly at Youshu and waved their hands, "Let's go, today's Bodhi Temple has been sealed by my master, and you will come back the day after tomorrow." "No matter how pampered you are, you still have to walk by yourself to climb the mountain, and you can't even afford to hire a soft sedan chair, so it can be seen that you are not a character who can't afford to offend.

Youshu crawled with a sore back and legs, just to eat a meal, he was really a little annoyed when he heard this, and asked, "Bodhi Temple is not your family's private property, what right do you have to prevent others from entering?" ”

The guard looked contemptuous and was about to answer, when a few more carriages came from behind, and a maid stepped forward with the corner of her skirt and urged, "Hurry up and let go, my wife wants to go in!" ”

Seeing the word "Liu" printed on the door, the guards hurriedly retreated to both sides, nodded and led the carriage in. Youshu also wanted to take the opportunity to go in, but was blocked back by a big knife. Ji Changye originally stood aside and watched with a smile, until the guard drew a knife and attacked Youshu, his face changed, and he quickly pulled him back to his side and hugged him into his arms, looking up and down, lest he be touched by a hair. He has never liked to argue with others, let alone these humble servants like ants, took out a jade pendant from his sleeve pocket, and said coldly, "How is it, but can you enter?" ”

This jade pendant can only be owned by members of the royal family, and the nine dragons are hugging a hollow "Ji" character, and the bright yellow silk silk is falling. When the guards saw the jade pendant, their faces immediately changed, and they knelt down one after another to salute. They couldn't recognize who this person was, but they knew that they must have a lot to do with the royal family, and they couldn't help but complain in their hearts: Which little young master of the palace went out, didn't take a carriage, didn't wear brocade clothes, and made us so miserable!

Ji Changye had just returned to Beijing, and he didn't want to arouse the ideas of some people, so he pulled Youshu straight inside, and did not entangle with these people more. Zuo is just a group of lowly house slaves, and in the future, the Wang family will be destroyed, and it will still be difficult to escape death.

The two of them planned to live on the mountain for a few days, and brought soft and other things with them, and added sesame oil money to the Bodhisattva in the temple and came to the West Cross Courtyard to settle down. Across the wall is the residence of the Wang family, you Shu stood under the wall and listened for a while, only to hear bursts of young laughter, mixed with the delicate whispers of girls, it seems to be very happy.

Ji Changye covered the young man's ears from behind and said in a low voice, "Envy? ”

Youshu put her backhand around the young man's thin waist and shook his head vigorously, "I have the best master in the world, no need to envy anyone!" He just thought the girl's voice was strange and gloomy.

Ji Changye was amused, twisted the soft flesh on the side of the young man's cheeks, and sighed, "My family has Shu's little mouth, which is sweeter than smeared with honey, and I can't resist it." ”

Youshu retorted seriously, "Master, I'm not talking sweet words, every word is heartfelt." "The mouth cannon skill he lit many times but didn't light it up.

Ji Changye couldn't see the sincerity of the young man, and suddenly hugged him and laughed. The young man's low, deep laughter crossed the courtyard wall and reached the next door, and the girl seemed to have been choked by the throat, and she could not make a sound. The silence in an instant caused Youshu to turn back frequently, and she was quite concerned.

The two changed their clothes, drank herbal tea, and saw that it was still early for dinner, so they went to the back mountain to play. There are several octagonal pavilions built in the mountain, and there is a green bamboo forest swaying in the wind, and the birds and birds are singing and the sound of the wind is heard between the bamboo branches, and the scenery can almost be painted, and there is a murmuring stream that surrounds the craggy mountain rocks, winding into the distance.

Such a beautiful scenery naturally attracted many literati and artists. When Ji Changye and Youshu arrived, several pavilions were already full of people, and judging from the dress, they were all children of the scholar clan. When Ji Changye was still a noble prince in his early years, he had a lot of friendship with these people, and several of them looked at them casually, first stunned for a moment, and then got up to greet them.

"Your Majesty has seen the Three Princes. After a long time, are you okay? "Some of those who saluted were sincere, some were merciful, some were pitying, and some were very disdainful. And Wang Tianyou, that is, Wang Xiangqian's eldest son, has the most contemptuous attitude. He didn't even bend down at the waist, but raised his hand slightly, as if to greet someone of his generation, nay, perhaps someone of a lower rank than him. In his opinion, the third prince's trip to Jingzhou is tantamount to distributing the frontier, although he has the name of the prince, he will die in the war sooner or later. Why should he please a dead man?

Ji Changye smiled lightly and waved his hand, his eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and he didn't seem to pay special attention to the Wang family's concubine.

The eldest son of the Weiguo Mansion had the deepest friendship with Ji Changye, and reached out to pull his sleeve, wanting to invite him to reminisce in the pavilion. Since he was fourteen years old, Ji Changye was particularly disgusted by others, because he did not know what kind of evil intentions were hidden under the kind faces of these people. He personally killed all the palace maids left by his mother, and designed to eliminate the eunuchs sent to him by Xiao Guifei, for eleven years, the only person he could accept wholeheartedly was Youshu, and he could only endure Youshu's closeness.

He avoided Wei Shizi without a trace, and pulled Youshu with his backhand. The two of them entered the pavilion together and sat down in the main seat.

When Wang Tianyou saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said in his heart that a prince who was exiled and assigned dared to sit on the throne in a grand manner. If it were me, I would be a man with my tail between my legs.

His mocking behavior did not attract the attention of others, and everyone was respectful to the three princes on the surface, but in fact they looked down on it. Now the court has long been controlled by Xiao Guifei's family, and the four princes are the next emperors. The Wang family is his confidant, and he is quite powerful in Beijing, and Wang Tianyou's sister will marry into the prince's mansion as a side concubine in the near future. If you really want to talk about it, the concubines of the Wang family have a more noble status than the three princes.

Ji Changye didn't know what these people were thinking, but his heart was not touched in the slightest. Or is it the same sentence - how should the world deal with me, slandering me, despising me, laughing at me, deceiving me, and despying me? Bear with him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, let him be, and ignore him. In a few years, you will see him.

In a few years, what will these people be like? Thinking of this, Ji Changye quickly curled the corners of his lips, but saw Youshu's round eyes and slashing at Wang Tianyou with an extremely angry gaze. Leng Lone's heart was instantly filled with this little thing that didn't know how to hide his feelings, and slowly covered the heat, he slapped Youshu's clenched little fist with his backhand, silently comforting. In this world, I am afraid that only Youshu will be happy for his joy, sad for his sorrow, and completely empathize with him.

Youshu pouted and reluctantly withdrew her gaze. Just now, when he glared angrily, he pressed his mental power into his eyes, and saw a seven or eight-year-old girl standing twenty meters behind Wang Tianyou, no, to be exact, a ghost. Her skin is pale, but her facial features are delicate and lovely, her inner and outer clothes are torn, revealing her immature-tender-carcass-body that has not yet developed, and her body is covered with whip marks and a little bruise, and a pair of small feet are rolled up with flesh and blood, which shows that she had suffered inhumane torture before her death.

She grinned at Wang Tianyou and roared lowly, as if she wanted to gnaw off the other party's skin and flesh one by one. However, Ji Changye sat in the pavilion, so she never dared to approach.

As the saying goes, don't do bad things during the day, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. It seems that the death and scars of the girl and child are the handiwork of Wang Tianyou eight to nine times out of ten. How old is he? A month younger than himself, that is, fifteen years old, he couldn't bear to attack a seven or eight-year-old child. Youshu shook her head secretly, and had a certain understanding of this brother's conduct.

But he still thought too simply, and saw the girl raise her head, wave to the tree, and another boy floated to the ground, with the same white skin and the same lovely face, but there was nothing on his body, and his immature body was covered with all kinds of scars.

Seeing those traces, Youshu didn't have to think about it to know what had happened to them. It turned out that Wang Tianyou not only had a love-child-fetish, but also a sadistic-treatment-madness, and actually tortured this pair of children-boys and girls to death. What kind of dirty environment should it be to raise such a vicious person? The Wang family is really not a good place to go.