Xia Jingyu was put on the bed in the basement, Zhang Zeyuan tightened the sheets on her body before leaving, and sighed twice in his heart, even if the people of this Great Xia Dynasty are fierce, Xia Jingyu can be regarded as the best, first stalked King Jing'an without scruples, and then rode a horse to deliberately approach King Jing'an after being exposed, with a face of "there is no such thing", and then dressed like this when he slept at night, all of which constantly smeared Xia Jingyu's image in Zhang Zeyuan's heart.

When he and Chongsiqing's great cause was completed, the first thing to do was to revise the ritual law and maintain the Confucian ritual system.

After placing Xia Jingyu, Zhang Zeyuan returned to the room to make up for the time he didn't sleep at night, but he still woke up early in the morning, sat in front of the dressing mirror, closed the door, closed the curtains, and put a bunch of bottles and cans in front of the mirror, and pushed the door in front of him, Zhang Zeyuan didn't look back, he could come in directly like this, except for Chongsiqing, there was no one else, Zhang Zeyuan stayed in the Jing'an palace in the name of the literati Qingke who accompanied Chongsiqing to paint and write, Chongsiqing claimed to the outside world that Zhang Zeyuan had a withdrawn personality and didn't like people to approach, The room assigned to him is very remote, and no one is allowed to disturb him in normal times.

Of course, those who can be arranged in this courtyard are some of Chongsi Qing's henchmen, for them, they only need to give instructions directly, and the saying that they are not allowed to disturb is just a trick to confuse the outside world.

Chongsi Qing walked behind Zhang Zeyuan, and a beautiful face was instantly reflected in the mirror, he picked out something from the bottle with his fingernails, wiped it on Zhang Zeyuan's face casually, and laughed lazily: "Look at your posture, I don't know that I think you are my male pet." ”

Zhang Zeyuan ignored him, and kept pouring out things from bottles and cans and smearing them on his face, layer after layer, the appearance of a white and tender scholar appeared in the mirror. After getting ready, Zhang Zeyuan returned to the basement, looking at Xia Jingyu, who was almost wrapped in a zongzi by himself, was ordered to sleep and was still asleep on the bed, he watched quietly on the side, calculating the passage of time, the acupuncture points he gave her were very deep, and it was estimated that she might not wake up until the day after he sent her to Zhuangzi.

In the afternoon, Zhang Zeyuan picked up Xia Jingyu, and was just about to go out from the secret passage behind the study, Chongsi Qing didn't know where to take a cloud brocade, and wrapped Xia Jingyu tightly from top to bottom, he explained to Zhang Zeyuan: "The tattoo troops have walked in the secret passage, and Xia Jingyu must not be contaminated with anything related to the dead." ”

Zhang Zeyuan muttered: "I knew that it was so troublesome now, when Emperor Mingcheng said to give her to you, what did you refuse to do?" ”

Chongsi Qing didn't speak, and it wasn't until Zhang Zeyuan had already left that he sighed in a low voice: "Even if it is sent to me by thousands of miles, as long as it is something he gave, I won't look at it for half a look." ”

The carriage prepared by Chongsi Qing looks no different from the usual carriage, but there is a layer of hidden cubicles inside, it is just right to stuff a person in, Xia Jingyu was stuffed in this way, Zhang Zeyuan jumped into the carriage, the white and pure little scholar drove the carriage all the way, it was still very eye-catching, the Great Xia Dynasty was not popular scholars, nor was it popular to be white and pure, Zhang Zeyuan didn't mind the eyes of others at all, and calmly arrived at the city gate along the way, the city gate was almost locked, and there were many people lining up to get ready to go out of the city at this moment, The speed of the soldier's inspection also sped up a little, and when it was Zhang Zeyuan's turn, the soldier saw him driving an empty carriage and asked a few words, he covered up the past very well, making the soldier lightly believe that he was the son of a merchant from the south, the daughter of the southerner behaved dignifiedly, and the man was more delicate than the girl in the north, and the soldier did not suspect him, and let Zhang Zeyuan go out of the city gate.

After leaving the city, he hurried all the way, left the official road, turned onto a sparsely populated path, and waited until there were no people on the road, and then smiled and shouted: "Don't come out quickly and show me the way." ”

There was an extra figure of a middle-aged man on the unmanned path, the middle-aged man was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, his face was full of wrinkles, at first glance he was a model of a toiling people, and then he was a model of a toiling people. The carriage was led to the edge of the cliff, and the middle-aged man spoke in a hoarse voice: "You can call me Manjushri." Manjushri easily lifted the carriage to the rear wheels and put round stones on the rear wheels, "There are many mountain roads in this area, and there will be heavy rain tomorrow, as long as the rain rushes, the carriage will fall under the cliff, and if there is a landslide or something, the carriage will be covered tightly." ”

Before Zhang Zeyuan set off, Chongsiqing had already explained, he sent people to wait near the city gate, and when Zhang Zeyuan went out of the city gate, he followed him all the way, he turned onto a small road to the west of the official road, when no one was around, the people who followed him could come out to show him the way, take him to Zhuangzi, and deal with the carriage by the way, he didn't expect the carriage to be handled like this. It's so troublesome, it's better to throw it directly down the cliff.

Manjushri saw the doubts in his heart, and smiled faintly: "The carriage that falls artificially is different from the carriage that goes down in the wind and rain, in case the matter is revealed afterwards, and the whereabouts of the carriage are traced, it is better to be artificially washed down by the torrential rain, than to deliberately push the carriage down." ”

Zhang Zeyuan marveled at Manjushri's dexterity in observing words and expressions, fished out Xia Jingyu from the carriage, just held it in his arms, and pulled open the top layer of Yunjin, Xia Jingyu stared at him, looking straight at him, Zhang Zeyuan's hand shook, and he almost didn't throw her down.

How could the time deviation of the sleeping hole he ordered be so big! Zhang Zeyuan was a little bit more on her, and his hand was a little heavier, Xia Jingyu's wide eyes suddenly closed, and he fell asleep again. The two rushed all the way to Chongsi Qing's Zhuangzi, and after arriving at Zhuangzi, they entrusted Xia Jingyu to Manjushri. Before leaving, Zhang Zeyuan checked Xia Jingyu's pulse, and found that the sleeping hole he ordered for her for the first time was not unlocked at all, so how did she wake up, the night was dark, he couldn't care about the doubts in his heart, he had to rush to the city gate and go out of the city to find Chongsiqing.

Manjushri is right, there will be a torrential rain tomorrow, the whole sky will be overcast, the clouds will cover the moon, there will be no light on the road, and there will not be half a star in the sky. He finally climbed the city wall, crossed over, and hurriedly rushed to the Jing'an Palace, Zhang Zeyuan made a light effort, all the way to the eaves and walls, but the road was slippery on rainy days, the eaves were slippery, and the lime walls of ordinary people's homes were just fine, and the walls of the Jing'an Palaces were lined with neat glazed tiles.

Zhang Zeyuan's feet slipped, fell off the wall, and lay on the ground in a flat sand goose (dog eating) posture, he raised his eyes slightly, not far away, about three or four steps away, was a pair of black rain boots, the side of the boots was a dark gold dragon pattern, Chongsi Qingzheng was standing there, holding an oil-paper fan in his hand, smiling slightly in the rain, he stood upright, and was a little condescending for no reason: "I know you have to come from the wall here, and I am waiting here." But you don't have to be excited to make this gift when you see me. ”

Zhang Zeyuan was already soaked at this time, he was angry, stepped forward and lifted Chongsiqing's umbrella, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "His Royal Highness King Jing'an, what do you mean by this!" ”