The conversation with Qiao Yue gave Liu Wencheng a big blow, this is something he has never encountered in more than 20 years, he is now not only beginning to doubt his own IQ, but even the people around him are beginning to have doubts, there is a kind of world that he has been living in for so many years in a world woven by all lies.

The cold gaze quietly glanced at Feng Bao, who was wearing a quartet next to him, and then at Qiao Yue, who was standing lightly on the small boat and gradually moving away.

Who's real and who's fake? Compared with Feng Bao, he felt that Qiao Yue, the woman he had only met for the first time, had no reason to lie to him, not to mention that she was just a fisherman among the people, where could there be so many complicated thoughts, he shouted loudly: "Girl, go slowly..."

Seeing Qiao Yue turn around, he pointed to the two mountains next to him and asked with deep meaning: "You said that if these two mountains don't move, how can I enter Ningzhou City?" ”

Qiao Yue followed the direction of his finger, looked at the mountains on both sides, and then looked at the boat under his feet, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel that the mountain was blocking his boat.

Thinking of his previous cousin, this guy must be learning her tricks, and he felt funny.

Facing Liu Wencheng's longing eyes, Qiao Yue smiled and didn't answer, she couldn't help but laugh, this smile was a little girl's delicateness, the river breeze blew her emerald green dress, picked up her thin hair and hit her delicate cheeks, the sun sprinkled through the mist on the river, at a glance, Qiao Yue's white and pure jade cheeks flashed with colorful light, and the forehead dotted with colored silk was like a gorgeous Caixia, and Liu Wencheng's eyes were straight in an instant.

couldn't help muttering: "There are still such women in the world..."

The boat moved forward rapidly, and when it turned a bend in the water, Qiao Yue's figure gradually disappeared in Liu Wencheng's eyes.

At this time, the canyon on both sides of the river came from a woman's melodious and clear voice, ethereal and distant, as if coming from the nine heavens, the steady tone, and it seemed to be from the Buddhist saint's singing, with a bit of holiness.

She said: "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing, where is the dust..."

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust..."

Liu Wencheng snuggled on the railing, Qiao Yue's figure had long since disappeared, but the echoing voice made him feel inexplicably peaceful.

The trace of irritability and inner doubts just now were swept away in an instant by these four sentences containing profound Buddhist principles.

"Buddha? Big mountains? ”

Thinking of this, Liu Wencheng's whole person seemed to have no strength, and it was extremely difficult to even raise his arm, and he said excitedly: "Fairy, fairy stay..."

Feng Bao had been standing beside Liu Wencheng, but he couldn't see what spell Qiao Yue had cast, which made His Royal Highness the Prince, who had seen the beauties of the world, lose his temper like this.

"Your Highness, but do you want to leave this woman behind? Then the slave and maid sent for her. ”

The voice was very cold, and the body bowed slightly, like a puppet.

With a crisp sound, Liu Wencheng was furious, and his arm was weakly raised, and a big slap was slapped on Feng Bao's face: "Bastard, how can the fairy allow you to be so blasphemous, immediately set off and went straight to Ningzhou..."

Feng Bao's body didn't move, and Liu Wencheng's slap with all his strength seemed to him to have long been used to it, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

He said in a voice like a knife grinding on a stone: "Your Highness, our people have already gone to deliver the message, if we just go, where will we put our faces, wouldn't it be just for the officials of Ningzhou to see us." ”

"Slap..." another slap slapped hard from the other direction, and Liu Wencheng glared at him angrily: "It's not shameful enough?"

People have said that Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing, where to stir up dust, the dust is gone, where is the mountain still coming, where is there still a block, don't go, Lone's face really has no face to appear in Ningzhou City, return the Buddhism of the national teacher, Lone will cut off the head of the national teacher when he goes back, a group of useless things..."

As soon as these words came out, far away in the capital, the bald master who was holding a glamorous beauty in his arms sneezed for no reason, and as soon as his hand was released, even the naked round woman in his arms fell to the floor.

Feng Bao secretly wiped a cold sweat, the prince has always been not very measured, but he didn't expect that his unintentional words would completely harm the great monk, and Feng Bao did not doubt Liu Wencheng at all about cutting off the head of the national teacher.

He said that if he wanted to cut it, he would definitely cut it, and after following Liu Wencheng for so many years, Feng Bao was still very clear about Liu Wencheng's temper.

Just like he said just now that Qiao Yue would give way as long as he could say a sentence that satisfied him, Liu Wencheng, who was cultivated by the prince, was so good, he would never be unreasonable, since he said it, he would definitely say it, otherwise there would be no joke about it.

As soon as he gave the order, Feng Bao hurriedly ordered people to set off the boat, at this time, he didn't dare to touch the prince's moldy head, if he didn't pay attention to it, he would definitely lose his head.

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Speaking of Ningzhou, the officialdom of Ningzhou has become a pot of gruel in the past few days, Zhang Meng returned triumphantly from Heiya Mountain, and the first thing was to cut down Gu Song, who stopped at the mouth of the Shunjiang River at that time, on the grounds of delaying the fighter plane, and hung his head high on the city wall, and exposed the body for three days.

Of course, the real reason is actually that Zhang Meng is just sulking in his heart, this unwanted victory made him lose a lot in an instant, naturally he wants to find an unlucky guy to vent his anger, this unlucky person is naturally only Gu Song is the best candidate.

The war of words between Wei Zheng and Zhang Meng was also endless, and the public said that the public was reasonable, and the mother said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, but just when Zhang Meng was worried about whether he and Liu Xiang's plan to murder the prince would continue, the news came that Liu Xiang had returned to the Huaizhou fiefdom alone.

Zhang Meng had another burst of fire in his heart, this earth-shattering plan, if there was no participation of King Huai, if he Zhang Meng did it himself, it would be a rebellion, and he would definitely be exterminated by the Nine Clans, Zhang Meng had no doubt about this.

Therefore, he Zhang Meng wants to be the emperor behind him, and the signboard of King Huai is needed no matter what, without Liu Xiang's skin, he Zhang Meng will die a miserable death.

Since Zhang Meng entered Ningzhou, nothing has been smooth, all the layouts have been completed, Liu Xiang patted his ass and said that he would stop playing, so Zhang Meng was directly angry, and he was so angry that he was directly on the hospital bed.

Wei Zheng and Xing Lao thought that they could finally be quiet for two days, but they didn't expect that at this time, the news that the prince had arrived in Ningzhou ahead of schedule came.

Mo Zhizhou didn't have time to worry about his missing son, his hair was half gray in less than half a month, and his beard had become a nest of withered thatch.

Mo Zhizhou finally gathered all the officials in Ningzhou, pulled up the banner to the dock to welcome the arrival of His Royal Highness the Prince, never thought that the prince was making trouble again, and people also learned from the Qiao family in Ningzhou to come up with a problem, and asked him to move the two mountains at the mouth of the river before he came in, looking at the two old men who were old Longzhong, when Wei Zheng and Xing Lao appeared on the dock, Mo Zhizhou cried urgently, his legs were weak, and he hugged Xing Lao's legs and cried aggrievedly. R1152